A/N:

I'm writing this cause of the lack of Shiuchon contents in general. My girl deserves more love.

Also, this is my first time writing both Juri and Ruki so I'm kinda excited. I usually write Takato/Shiuchon dynamics, so writing two other characters with totally different personalities is fun, especially when it involves Takato.

Credit goes to Ochinnidae on AO3 who beta'd this chapter.

The Makino household greeted him with a loud bang. How the wooden gate hadn't flown off its hinges or stuck permanently to the wall was either only a matter of time or, more plausibly, magic.

"You're late." Ruki crossed her arms and huffed. No, not huff. Pant. Despite her outward agitation, she must've been rather excited to greet him if she ran all the way from inside the house. Takato smiled and handed her the paper bag he brought. It was filled to the brim with bread and other kinds of treats.

"Your mom likes croissants, right? We're trying out a new recipe so it'd be great if she could give her feedback."

"Are you here on a business or what?" Ruki rolled her eyes but rummaged through the bag regardless. She pulled out a piece of pretzel and munched on it while walking him inside. "At least you know how to appease a girl's stomach," she said with a muffled voice.

"Don't speak with your mouth full."

"Like I care."

"Where's Juri?" Takato asked after they unloaded the treats at the kitchen. It looked like they had the whole house for themselves, because neither Ruki's mom or grandma had popped up yet to regale him with embarrassing tales from Ruki's toddler days.

"In my room. Pass me those cups." Ruki pointed at the shelves as she took out a jug of tea from the fridge. While she poured their drink, Takato arranged the bread onto plates. Ruki's mom's croissant with its weight kept the emptied paper bag from flying off the dining table. He took on the duty of carrying the tray when it was set.

"No touching." Takato flicked Ruki's hand away when she tried to swipe away another pretzel. He noticed she'd added an extra cup of tea but chalked it up to her just wanting more to drink.

She huffed. "Stingy. I'll remember this when we study later," she said and led them both to her room.

The mention of their "study" session made heat rise to his cheeks. He would have fiddled with his fingers had his hands not been occupied. As it was he just resorted to curling and uncurling his toes. "Just go easy on me, okay."

"Sure, sure," Ruki said over her shoulder, nonchalant. "We know your limits, we're not gonna overdo it or anything"

"Promise you won't tease me too much?" Takato asked, serious enough to make her turn around and notice he'd stopped following her.

She halted her step to face him and smiled. "Of course we won't. You're our friend, and we want you to enjoy this too. Though..." Her smile turned into a grin. "It's not really our fault you're so easy to tease–"

"Hey–"

"But anyway, we won't do anything you don't like, so you can loosen up now." She turned back around to walk at a pace he found difficult to catch up with because of the tray he was carrying. "Besides, you don't wanna ruin our surprise, do you?"

Takato's ears perked up at her words. "...You didn't buy those toys we saw in the magazine, did you?"

At once Ruki stumbled on her step. She fixed her footing and glared at him, her face beet red. "N-no! What gave you that idea? Granny will kill me if she finds those things in my room!"

Her flustered face was amusing to behold, but he kept his laughter to himself lest she pouce on him right then and there. He couldn't help the slight smile however. "Alright then, so what is it?"

She huffed and started stomping her way to her room, trying to cover up for her outburst. "If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise now, would it?"

He relented to her argument and tailed close behind her, making sure the tray in his hands didn't lean too much in any direction.

Before they even arrived, Takato's eyes were already set on the courtyard facing the room. No matter how many times he came here, he still found himself gazing at the pond and greens decorating the area. The way Ruki's room overlooked the courtyard meant she had an open area view whenever she felt like staring off into space.

Takato was pulled from his musing when a pair of hands slithered their way into his pants. One of them sank deep and ignored the safe confine of his underwear, straight to his most sensitive area. He jolted, enough to shake the tray but thankfully not enough to drop it.

"H-hey!" He squirmed under Ruki's hold. He saw her smirking over his shoulder.

"Come on. This is what you came here for, right?"

"But someone could see," he hissed, eyes travelling to the high wall on the far side of the compound. Ruki didn't heed him and pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, exposing his growing erection to the world.

Ruki stood up and hugged him from behind, her hands now crawling up into his shirt. "You worry too much. Nobody cares enough to peek over the wall."

"But still..." Takato bit his lip. She trailed her fingers across his stomach before hiking his shirt and windbreaker up. He might as well be naked with how she was presenting him to the audience hidden behind the door of her room.

"Remember the surprise I mentioned?" She whispered in his ear. He shuddered.

"Yeah?"

Ruki wrapped her fingers around his flaccid cock and fondled it while ushering him closer to the door.

"Well, I think I can spoil some stuff. It's a person."

"A person, what–" he never finished his sentence because the door had slid open to reveal not just Juri, but another girl as well. A girl he knew too well. A girl that was his best friend's little sister. And he was flashing her right in her face...

"Sh-Shiuchon! Don't look!" Takato almost dropped the tray in trying to hide himself, but Ruki's grip on him made sure that not only the tray was safe but also that his dick was out for the younger girl to gawk on. What was more, he was slowly growing erect under Ruki's gentle stroke. Takato averted his gaze, unable to look at Shiuchon while she gawked at him.

"Takato, look down," Juri said and pulled his attention to her. He trailed her gaze and froze upon seeing the sight of spread lips, so pink and as hairless as it could be. He'd seen them enough times on both Juri and Ruki, but this one was different, and not only because Jenrya would kill him for just looking at it. It was his first time seeing Shiuchon's pussy, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from it.

Takato and Shiuchon sat facing each other, bottomless and legs spread out to leave as little as possible to imagination. Ruki had sat him on her lap so he wouldn't be able to hide what little dignity he had left from the eight-year-old. Juri gave Shiuchon much the same treatment, whispering in the girl's ear while she kept teasing the poor girl's clit.

"You see him twitching like that?" Juri said and gave a knowing look to him, giggling. "It means he likes you staring at him. And he likes staring at you too."

Takato blushed, his arm hooked under his knees to keep his legs apart while his back rested against Ruki's chest.

The way Juri flashed a smirk Takato's way that sent a shiver through his spine. But that was nothing compared to Shiuchon's squeeks when her insides were mercilessly poked by the older girl.

For a flash of a second, Takato imagined it was him thrusting in and of Shiuchon's tiny hole instead of Juri's fingers.

His dick twitched at the imagery, prompting Ruki to giggle as her hand felt every little effect Shiuchon's naked skin had on him. "Somebody's excited."

"Shut up, you." He huffed and tore his gaze away, but not without stealing a glance or two at Shiuchon's pussy. His precum leaked onto Ruki's hand and she used it to pump up and down his length.

It was an understatement to say Shiuchon was enraptured by her first introduction to a handjob. To the first boy she saw naked no less. While Takato's breath picked up from Ruki's massage, he guiltily kept his eyes fixed on Shiuchon's puffy lips. Their eyes met for a brief moment, and he could see the shame and humiliation coloring her features. He sent her a small smile, hoping it would assuage her a little despite him feeling the same.

"It's okay, Shiuchon. Just look at me if you feel embarrassed, okay?" Shiuchon managed a slight nod at his words. Her face was still red, but her tense shoulders started to relax with time as she leaned into Juri's chest, the older girl's fingers dancing over her folds.

Ruki didn't want to lose to Juri either so Takato gasped as she sped up. His foreskin slid back and forth over his head, growing wetter and more slippery as a tingling pressure built up behind his crotch.

Shiuchon listened to his words and kept her eyes on him. Or rather, what was between his legs. She stared at it in silent fascination, occasionally looking away from it to meet his gaze only to cast down again in embarrassment.

Takato decided he'd been confused long enough to hiss over his shoulder. "What is she doing here?" Sadly, a pout took over his features instead of the frown he intended. And maybe a whine.

Ruki had enough decency to sound guilty, but without being able to look at her face, he couldn't confirm if she wasn't smirking behind his back instead.

"It was Juri's idea."

The accused in question only smiled in the picture of innocence, but Takato had known her long enough to see the mischief twinkling in his girlfriend's eyes. Juri giggled, her fingers now crawling their ways into Shiuchon's forbidden cave. The younger girl eeped at the intrusion, her face now flushing even redder than a tomato.

"I'd love to explain, but why don't we let our guest explain her story." Juri leaned in to breathe into Shiuchon's ear, yet her mischievous eyes never left Takato's. "Tell him, Shiuchon. Tell him why you're sitting here naked in front of him."

"She's uncomfortable, you know…" Takato thought to stop unnecessary teasing they were putting on the girl, but Shiuchon took a deep breath and held her chest high.

"It's okay. I asked to be here." She looked straight into his eyes, gulping. "So please, don't be mad at them. I asked them to help me see a boy naked." Her eyes fell on his boy part as she explained.

"And not just a boy. Why, she was asking for you, specifically," Juri added to Shiuchon's horror. "She likes you."

"You promised you wouldn't tell!" The girl looked over her shoulder in betrayal.

"Ruki promised. I didn't," she smiled unapologetically before turning to him. "You have a secret admirer, Takato."

Shiuchon deflated as if her world just crumbled from having her crush on him revealed. She seemed even smaller than her age with her shoulders sagged like that.

Takato patted Ruki's hand to let him peel them open from his erection. He climbed down her lap and crawled to sit right in front of Shiuchon. Juri smiled and pulled her fingers out, letting the two of them talk without interruption.

"So you like me, huh?" Takato chuckled to lighten the mood.

Shiuchon nodded shyly.

"You know what we're doing here, right?"

She nodded again. "They told me everything."

Takato bit his lip, just realizing how much trouble they would be in if anyone found out. Shiuchon saw his worry and assured him.

"I won't tell anyone, I promise. I want to do it."

"But you're..." He looked at the eight year old's petite figure. She took offence at his unsaid accusation and puffed her cheeks, a first show of her fiery personality coming through. She was feeling comfortable with the situation and Takato was glad for that at least.

"You're not that older than me." She pouted. "Three years isn't that big of a difference, you know."

Takato sucked in his inner cheek, hesitating. "You promise you won't tell anyone?"

"I promise."

Takato sighed and assented.

"Alright, you can join our study grou-

He squeaked when the girl pushed- No, was pushed onto him and pinned him to the floor, her nose inches away from his only because he was fast enough to catch her. He was very aware however of the plump and soft flesh crushing his erection against his stomach, and by the look of her reddening face, she too was feeling the same.

"T-Takato… I-I didn't mean…" Shiuchon tried to scramble herself up but his stiff arms held onto her waist to keep her from moving. "Um, Takato?"

If he had been reconsidering not letting this go any further, then his cock twitching against her pussy gave a compelling argument to not do so.

"Yeah, you can join." He shifted his gaze away to hide his face. Meanwhile his two girlfriends high-fived at their success convincing him.

Still, stealing a glance at Shiuchon, he could see the tell-tale of a smile pulling at her lips as she towered over him.

"Shiuchon," he addressed her like they weren't currently in an awkward position, her hips moving ever so slightly. She probably didn't mean to grind against him, not that he was telling her to stop.

"Y-yes?"

"If Jen ever kills me, make sure the devils laughing at us get dragged along to my grave."

"Uh… Okay?"

"Thank you."

Said devils, both taking the form of beautiful girls, only laughed harder.

Takato was returned to his seat on Ruki's lap, but Juri had another plan for Shiuchon. The younger girl sat on all four, her face just inches away from his dick. But she had no time to admire the sight with Juri burying her face in the girl's bare bottom, licking at her pussy.

While Shiuchon bit back her moans, Takato fought his own. Ruki whispered dirty words in his ears, trying to get him excited,As if he wasn't already with her handjob and Shiuchon's breath blowing right on him.

"How does it feel looking at a young girl's pussy?" Ruki taunted. "No hair to block anything, just a fat bump with a slit in the middle. And virgin too."

Takato blushed heavily from her words. Their proximity allowed Shiuchon to listen to their conversation and Ruki seemed very pleased by this, going by her chuckle.

"Do you like my pussy?" Shiuchon said, and she seemed surprised that she said it outloud. Takato couldn't help his smile at her reddening face.

"Come on, Takato. Answer her. Tell her you like her hairless, underage pussy," Ruki said, her index finger teasing his tip. At once, his smile disappeared, replaced by a huff.

"We're underage too, you know. Most eleven-year-olds don't even have sex."

"Details. Now come on, she's waiting for you to answer."

Takato watched Shiuchon stare at him expectantly. Her breath was picking up from Juri's masterful tongue. He'd know, he'd been on the receiving end multiple times before. Her cute squeak aside, he couldn't really answer her without looking away.

"I like it. Your pussy, I mean," he said, his eyes anywhere except her.

"And what about you, Shiuchon?" Ruki switched her target. "Is Takato's cock anything like you imagined?"

Takato blushed at the mention of his private part, but he couldn't keep himself from peeking at Shiuchon's face to see her answer.

The younger girl shook her head as she studied his swollen erection. With Ruki jerking it back and forth, she was treated to the sight of both his foreskin and the red meat underneath.

"I didn't know they could get so big," she said with fascination.

"Want to see something more amazing?" Ruki chuckled. The way she said it made Takato's hair stand on ends, and rightly so.

"R-Ruki, stop! Ah–" Ruki's hands began to increase their pace. In tandem, they squeezed him and forced the pressure to build up faster than he could handle. It was like filling a sealed bottle from the inside, the water overflowing with nowhere to go. The pressure pushed along his length, engulfing it until the imaginary lid unscrewed itself to release the tension. It was too much. He couldn't hold it back anymore. "No, Ruki! I'm–"

His scream was cut short when she released her hold on him.

The pressure receded as if it was never there, leaving him feeling like an empty bottle. He stared down at his dick where it lay dangling between his legs, vying for the sweet release denied from it. Shiuchon's warm breath on him reminded him that he had an audience. Her fixed stare on him never left even after he pulled down his shirt to cover his erection. He shrunk into his shirt and coughed to cover his embarrassment.

"I didn't scream too loud, did I?" He asked a question that didn't need to be answered. Ruki did so anyway.

"You totally did." She leaned forward to kiss his cheek. He blushed, a small smile from pulling at his lips.

Just when he thought he could be spared from further embarrassment, Shiuchon said something he never thought to hear from someone younger than him. Even Ruki and Juri froze at her unexpected words.

"You're cute," Shiuchon breathed out. It seemed she hadn't meant to say it because the next moment she immediately became as pink as her shirt, a shade Takato closely mirrored. The color grew darker when Ruki got over her shock and started laughing. Juri was trying to stifle hers too in the middle of eating Shiuchon out.

It was divine intervention that turned the attention away from him by having the Shiuchon starting to whimper.

Juri seemed to have gotten impatient and was eagerly drawing out moans and gasps from the younger girl, her tongue and finger no doubt teasing every single sensitive area they could find. Shiuchon hunched further until her nose touched his fabric-covered erection. He gulped at their closeness.

Ruki addressed Shiuchon as her hands crawled under his shirt to once again gain control over his length.

"Don't look down like that. Takato can't see your face," she said as she stroked him and brought back the pressure she'd left him with earlier. When Shiuchon raised her head again, Ruki hiked up his shirt to present her his dick in all its glistening glory. The way she breathed into his ear sent shivers through his spine. But that was nothing compared to Shiuchon's squeaks when her pussy was mercilessly poked and tickled.

Her gaping mouth, the sweat pooling on her forehead, her pair of violet eyes so clear he could see his reflection in them. With gravity pulling down her shirt, he could see the skin where her undeveloped chest would be, hidden just slightly under her collar. Guiltily, he wished her shirt wasn't in the way so he could see her naked flesh in its entirety.

She was pretty, there was no doubt about that. And his dick pulsed in agreement. Ruki's giggle prompted him to look away but not without stealing a glance or two at Shiuchon's dangling collar, at her delicious naked skin. His breath hitched when felt a familiar tingling rising from his crotch. Ruki's fingers slid up and down his length to his base, only occasionally touching his tip where the pressure was concentrated.

While Takato was dealing with the intoxicating feeling, Shiuchon had already started to hyperventilate. Belatedly, he realized this could be her first orgasm and she had no way of knowing what the strange feeling inside her was.

"Something's coming!" She stammered, frantic. She stared at Takato with wide eyes, as if asking for help against the foreign sensation. So he smiled, assuring her.

"Don't fight it. Let it take you over. It's okay," he said through his panting. Beneath his kind gesture however, he couldn't wait to see it, to sear the sight of her first orgasm to his memory. That thought alone sent him to the edge and he couldn't keep his whimpers from escaping him.

Shiuchon nodded through her own whimpers, letting her shoulders relax somewhat while her breath continued to pick up and never slow down.

Then it happened.

Her back arched and her body froze completely. He watched her head tip back, hungrily devouring the sight of her smooth neck. Her teeth bit into her lip as she tensed from the overwhelming feeling. She clutched her hands into fists, and through her closed mouth, he listened to the beautiful music of her moans.

Takato was nearing his limit, and Ruki knew it too. So she wrapped both hands around him, intending to squeeze as much of him as possible.

The electric tingle from his crotch began to spread beyond it to settle under his chest. The pressure that had built up inside him too started to expand and threatened to explode. The bottle was filled again, this time with nothing to stop its lid from releasing its content.

One stroke. Ruki let her hands slid over his head and clasped it again at his base.

Two strokes. The lid sealing the pressure started to unscrew.

Three strokes. Her hand touched his head for one last time.

"I'm coming–" Takato gasped. Ruki's hand clamped around his dick and aimed it at Shiuchon. He watched in fascination as ropes of his cum shot onto her beautiful face, dripping down her cheeks and onto her lips. He sighed in bliss as his ejaculation died down in squirts, the rest slowly being wrung out by Ruki's continuous squeeze.

With his orgasm fading away, he managed a smile and leaned forward to caress Shiuchon's cheek. He tucked away the hair strands that stuck onto her face from his cum before wiping that away too. She eventually broke out of her orgasmic daze to stare at him with wide eyes.

"That felt..."

"Good?" he supplied, to which she nodded.

Before either of them could say anything else, Juri emerged from behind Shiuchon, smiling.

"Finally. I was tired of waiting." The girl lifted her dress and inner shirt and threw them aside, leaving only her panties and socks. Her budding breasts bounced under her as she crawled next to Shiuchon until their shoulders touched. Her seductive smirk was undiscriminating, targeting both Takato the younger girl. Juri wrapped an arm around her to pull her close, much to Shiuchon's fright.

"Now then. I believe it's my turn now, Takato, Shiuchon," Juri said, brushing her cheek against the younger girl and giggling with that overly sweet voice of hers.

Shiuchon with her big, terrified eyes looked helplessly at Takato and silently begged for his help.

Ruki behind him only chuckled nervously. "Oh dear, looks like she just found a new victim."

A/N:

You thought this was a Takato x harem, but not, it's Juri x harem all along (ʘᴗʘ *).

It's the JP side of the fandom's fault. I cannot dissociate Juri from the assertive top the doujinshis makes her to be.

I know this is a fanfic I made for my own indulgement but aaaah, I love writing/seeing the Ruki's affectionate side when around Takato. It's so cute

Shiuchon is Shiuchon. She may know how to manipulate adults into giving her candies, but she's really gonna reconsider this whole situation (or maybe not, hoho) now that she's seen Juri's true color.

As for Takato, again, the JP side of the fandom influenced my view of him so I can never see him as anything but a bottom, at least when with Juri and Ruki (or even his other friends... or anyone). As you've probably seen, Takato in this fic a lot more assertive when it comes to Shiuchon, so I'm playing with that dynamic going forward.

Next chapter is gonna be from Juri's POV with a considerable amount of yuri content.