Omega Porunga: this WAS a long chapter! Took me a bit to finish it because my internet crapped out during a storm so I waited until today to finish reading it. The moment of intimacy Relon had with You was a nice touch and I enjoyed the wholesome day they had with Hanamaru.
On a separate topic, though not the first Love Live characters I saw, Hanayo and Rin have always been special to me. Meanwhile, You is Top 3 for my Aqours characters along with Kanan and Riko. Karin, Kanata, and Setsuna for Nijigasaki, and Kanon, Ren, and Mei for Liella are my favorites.
Been more on reading Love Live fics and watching the Nijiyon series recently to cool off since SIF is g
I felt that honestly. It's always the long chapters for me when the internet craps itself and I have to use data. Their intimacy was originally planned for later but given how I've written their interactions, it makes sense to have them get to that stage now than hold it off. The Nijiyon eps have been a breath of fresh air. Ah, I need Yoshiko's anime to come out.
A/N: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO THE #1 FEMALE PROTAGONIST OF THIS STORY AND JUST WAIFU IN GENERAL, YOU WATANABE! Work kept me from finishing this chapter on her birthday. Ugh, life.
Warning: Dark themes ahead. I know I have this in the story's summary but not every chapter is as dark. Viewer/reader discretion is advised.
Chapter 17: Insanity
Knock knock knock.
"Mmm…"
Knock knock knock.
"Five more minutes…"
Knock knock-
"I'm coming!" The groan of a groggy Relon calls out.
Rubbing an eye, he gives a momentary glance at the clock to release a small grumble. Whipping his feet to drape the side of his bed, he hops out rubbing at his tired eyes. Turning the knob, he opens it revealing his childhood friend.
"Morning." He greets, stifling a yawn to turn around heading back to take a seat on the side of the bed. "I'm guessing breakfast is ready?" He asks, rolling his neck to pause. "No, wait. Something's not right…"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"You always wake me up dressed all, ahh, cute in your uniform." He yawns for her cheeks to gain a red shading. "You're still in your nightwear. Also, ahh, there's no scent of breakfast…" Rubbing his eye, he gives a glance behind himself at the glass slider door. "The sun's barely up still so…" Refocusing on the stunned girl, his eyes remain closed for a moment before they peer at her. "What wrong, You?" He asks with a tilt of his head, the grogginess gone indicating his full attentiveness.
"I… Uh, well, it's just… um… Crap, why is it so difficult all of a sudden…?" She mumbles rubbing at her arm to take notice of his patient demeanor. "R-Relon…"
"Yeah?"
"Are… you okay?"
Blinking for a moment processing her question, his head tilts further as a brow arches.
"An odd thing to ask considering I just woke up."
"Just answer my question." She deadpans.
"I'm okay." He shrugs indifferently.
"Just… okay?" She asks, her interest now piqued as the once nervousness fades away.
"Yeah. I just woke up so…"
"Then… how did you sleep?"
Not answering right away, he's now the one to release a series of blinks before answering.
"Okay. How about you?" He asks with a knowing look for her calm face to revert to a blush.
"I… slept… okay too." She musters out, the nervousness having crept back in her as their gaze staggers.
"You." He calls gaining her attention to take in that kind smile that's captivated her heart since they were kids. "So are we gonna talk or are we gonna keep up this round of 20 Questions? Because I've been itching to ask you some funny ones." He chuckles.
Since when had he gained such a skill? The ability to put one's heart at ease with little effort? Such a skill was only held by trained professionals out in the fields and even fewer not. Yet, as if some protagonist with that unique aura or ability to speak away any ill feelings, Relon had done just that time and time again.
It was just as his mother had stated and what she had learned. His attitude, his being, this privilege of witnessing such honesty without restraint; this was a level mere words or actions could not severe easily.
Face of awe slowly shifting to a kind smile, her hand goes for the light switch enveloping them in the dim dawn's hue.
"Relon, I'm sorry. But… can I be selfish once more?" At her question, You's ocean-blue eyes take sight of Relon clearly extending a hand.
"Be as selfish as you want. I'll accept all parts of you the same as I have thus far, You."
Reaching out, their hands entangle as she straddles atop his lap. The warm comfort of his touch once again acts as security.
Feeling the atmosphere shift as it had the previous night, that nervous sensation of the unknown was no longer apparent. They'd tested the waters, grasped a comfortable level, and now just wanted to relish in this evolved state of happiness and understanding.
"Thank you…" She breathes barely above a whisper.
Peering his eyelids to take note of hers still closed, he lifts to kiss her forehead. Smiling in response, her hands leave his to embrace him. Taking in her feelings of gratitude, he happily returns the embrace only to be gently pushed on the bed.
Blinking only once, his eyes take notice of her flushed visage. Feeling her lower body ever so slightly rock in a back-and-forth motion, his breath hitches. Unable to grasp anything, his hands resort to gripping her plump thighs.
Feeling his manhood awaken, it takes everything in him to peer his eyes at the blushing girl. In doing so, he can practically feel his membrane reach full length in response to You slowly discarding her glasses followed by pressing her chest against his. Before her thighs were what assaulted him. Now, her pelvis was the thing massaging his erection.
Suddenly pushed back, he's about to rise back up for her hands to plant themselves atop his torso pinning him in place. About to comment, his head reels back onto the bed sheet as the girl presses herself harder while increasing her momentum.
"Fu…" He breathes out half a curse.
Though they've barely gone for even five minutes, his mind was already fogging up once more. The sheer rush of pleasure he was feeling from her grinding against his covered penis was something words could not explain.
Mind completely blank from the sensation of her grinding, it can only bask in the numerous opportunities both can delve upon. From simply kissing to touching, to more. The only girl he's come to have feelings for was making him not only hard but feel like he was on cloud nine. The wondrous part of this whole experience; they still had on clothing albeit thin fabrics.
If it felt this good with their clothes, then…
"I want these clothes off…"
It was just above a murmur in a husky voice. Despite his mind feeling somewhat muddled from their moment, he noticed right away You's movements come to a halt. In doing so, his vision became clearer once more to the blushing mess that was You Watanabe.
"Huh?" She squeaks out, a sound he could swear he's never heard from her before but given his current situation, his mind couldn't delve on any past memories.
Wait.
"Oh…"
He'd just now realized it. His thoughts had escaped from his mind through his mouth. Just loud enough for her to hear.
No longer feeling her restraint on him, he awkwardly lifts himself up to notice her visage more stunned than embarrassed. It amazed him how easily something so good could end so quickly.
"Um…" He begins, the awkward atmosphere making his own body suddenly uncomfortable as he carefully removes himself from under her.
Too stunned, she can only make out sounds through her own shaky eyes. Lifting a hand while doing so, his eyes take notice for his body to maneuver around and onto his feet in a second. Ever since their session started, he'd obtained a slim accumulation of saliva. He couldn't tell why nor care as it had now gotten stuck in his throat. Forcing it down through his own flushed form as You is about to speak, he beats her to it.
"I'm sorry! We should get dressed!" He blurts, grabbing his things anD dashing out the room.
"Relon, wa… wait." She breathes out defeated as her hand lowers.
Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid! HOW FUCKING DUMB DO YOU HAVE TO BE TO LOSE IT FROM SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!
I DON'T KNOW, OKAY?! IT FELT GOOD AND I LOST MYSELF!
NO SHIT SHERLOCK! HOW DO YOU THINK SO HARD ON SOMETHING FOR IT TO SLIP OFF THAT TONGUE OF YOURS, HUH?!
I DON'T FUCKING NO, ASSHOLE! IT JUST HAPPENED!
YOU WERE LITTERALLY GROPING THE GIRL LAST NIGHT AND YOUR MIND WAS RACING! YET, YOU SOMEHOW KEPT THAT TRAP SHUT FROM SAYING SOMETHING AS VULGAR AS THAT! YET A SIMPLE GRIND MADE YOU BREAK?! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!
I GET IT, ALRIGHT?! SHIT!
DUMBASS, SHE WAS LITERALLY MASSAGING YOUR DICK WITH HER THIGHS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET AT NIGHT! NOT TO MENTION, AGAIN, YOU WERE TOUCHING HER BREASTS! HOW THE SHIT DID A GRIND OUTDO SOMETHING AS MAJESTIC AS THAT FOR YOU TO SNAP?!
I…
"I don't know…" He sighs looking up at the shower pelting his face.
"I want these clothes off…"
He'd learned from a young age about dirty talk and similar topics regarding the sexual acts and whatnot. He knew full well some people were simply like that and their partners either put up with it or got turned on by it. Yet, it didn't feel like that. At least, not to him.
The way he'd said it, the fact that he unconsciously made the demand roll off his tongue, the notice of his body and mind practically in heat like some rabid animal, the look on You's face in response; whether dirty talk clouding the mind or something else, he felt like absolute shit all the same.
Uranohoshi High School
Not a single word left his mouth the moment he stepped from the shower. He didn't speak after getting dressed, after being forced to meet his "companion" at the door, not even stopping by the bakery to order a quick breakfast. Time and time again, You attempted to ease his worries or console him but he'd put more distance between them every time. All he could muster was an apologetic look before it would return to guilt.
Eventually she would relent. Having reached school, with minutes to spare despite their slowed pace, the girls had greeted them only to immediately take notice of the quiet boy seating himself down before flipping to a clean sheet in his notebook and writing something down.
"Uh, You-chan, did something happen to Lucinance-san?" Chika whispers as the girls huddle around the female protagonist's desk looking back and forth between the quiet male and the visibly worrisome girl herself.
"... Something like that." She relents for the bell to ring.
"Should we say something after class or…" Riko lingers for You to shake her head forcing a smile. "Let's leave him be for now. Things'll be better soon." Looking at her, a smile soon appears on their faces as well.
Watching them sit as the teacher walks in, her eyes linger on the male focused on his notebook.
Relon…
Every minute felt like a millenia. Then again, maybe this was his punishment for commiting what felt like a sinful act on one so dear. Regardless, he accepted time's punishment. Even if he didn't feel like it was enough. He didn't trust his mouth to make even a sound and his mind kept replaying that one sentence over in his head to the point he began to write literally anything but those five torturous words.
Why did I do what I did? I don't know. Lust? Unknown kink? Something else…?
Why did I allow such things to happen? Who knows… Maybe I really wanted to experience something I can't have. I guess I'm selfish on top of being a scumbag piece of shit.
Am I being too hard on myself? Who knows…
When will it leave my head? Who knows…
Do I have the right for it to vanish? No…
Should I try to speak to You? FUCK NO.
The others are talking about it. They suck at whispering. Should I look their way? No. That'll only instigate a conversation. I don't trust myself right now…
Throughout class, he'd jostle down the lecture given. When the teacher would break to discuss a specific topic in greater detail, he'd return to his own list.
Time hurts. A lot.
Should I talk to Miguel about this? No. He needs to focus on the thing…
Mom? She's busy with work…
You? I-
"I want these clothes off…"
Pencil making a snap, he can only look with a blank stare at it. In doing so, his peripheral vision catches sight of three pairs of eyes in particular on him. Of course, the three he associated with, that also happened to be seated around him would notice such a minute sound.
Opening his mouth to speak, a lump forms in his throat forcing his head back to look at the notebook. Rolling the pencil around his index, he slowly discards it for another to which he returns to his notetaking.
Why did you attempt to speak? Did you forget your lesson already? I'm sorry.
Why bother them with such a sound? Do you have any manners? Come on, dumbass, you're better than that aren't you? I thought I was…
You've already hurt You. Why would you want to hurt Takami and Sakurauchi-san? I didn't mean to…
You saw their faces. They're worried. Stop making them worry, damn it. Right…
Lifting up to the voice of the teacher resuming their lecture, so too does Relon to his student duties as a notetaker. Lifting up in time to catch the next slide, his eyes momentarily glance at the back of Chika.
"I want these clothes off…"
Widening, his body goes still. The image of a helpless Chika at his mercy flashes. Heart slowly beating more and more, he feels his breath become heavy.
What's happening…? Why did I think of Takami-san…?
Handing beginning to shake, his peripheral takes notice of a curious eyes belonging to none other than You shift his way. Digging it into his pocket, he forces a rigid inhale of air. Forcing his eyes to make a quick glance, he finds the girl focusing back ahead. The faintest of ease leaving his body to glaze over Riko.
"I want these clothes off…"
Once more, his mind plays the image of Riko, her ever kind smile meeting him for it all to black out. Soon, Chika returns. A repetitious viewing of both showing their bright sides for a dark fate to befall them.
Stop… Please… I don't want to see these…
Clenching at his beating heart, his legs tuck inwards.
I'm not… that kind of person…!
"I want these clothes off…"
Shut up…
"I want these clothes off…"
I said shut up…
"I want…"
No more…
"These clothes…"
If this keeps up…
"Off…"
Dropping his head against his desk, he can only turn his head away from another curious gaze of You. The crazed grin adorning his features disregarding the streaks of tears. Hunching his body inwards, he goes still.
I'll be forced to submit to this dark side and I don't want that!
Shooting a hand to grip his head, Relon's crazed grin deepens into a scowl.
Fuck that… I'm not that kind of person! I may have a fucked up mind, but I know who I am…!
Hearing the sound of skidding metal against tile, all eyes in the room look to Relon. His face hidden by his downed fringes.
"Lucinance? Is there something wrong?" The female teacher arches a brow in question.
Visibly panting, his jittery hands clench against his pant sides.
"M-" He begins ignoring those onlookers and those close to him.
Breath becoming more erratic, he struggles to gulp. The action itself feels like an agonizing five seconds before he feels the accumulated saliva drop down his throat.
"May I… be excused?" He musters out in a pant.
"I'm assuming this cannot wait." She crosses her arms for the male to answer with a slow nod. "Very well. You know your way to the nurse's office." She dismisses returning to her lecture without a care.
Nodding, he slowly turns heading for the door. Most students returning to the lesson with three in particular following his back until he's out of sight.
"Uh… That was weird." Chika blinks. "Right?"
"Yeah. I hope he's okay." Riko nods for another sound of screeching metal to gain their attention.
"Sensei, I'm not feeling too good either. May I be excused!" You shouts aloud already booking for the door and leaving. "Thanks!"
"Well… she must have been ill if she couldn't wait." Said teacher comments with a shrug before returning to the board.
Relon
Having rushed off for who knows how long, he turns a corner momentarily breaking to catch his air.
"Lucinance-san, are we really gonna do it here…?" The image of Chika wonders as he imagines themselves in a storage room.
Stop it!
"Lucinance-san, we shouldn't..." Riko muffles against a bookshelf.
Get out of my head!
"Rel… Every inch of me…" An image of You and himself situated inside his room surfaces.
Don't…!
"Is yours." Her once lustful visage vanishes as a sinister sneer takes its place before he claims her.
STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP-
"Rel-oniichan?"
The panging pain in his head, the numerous voices; all at once, it ceases. Eyes still once more, his hands slowly lower from his head as it looks to the only person who's ever called him something so endearing.
"Hana…maru?" He croaks out, the once curious look on her face quickly shifting to urgency as she sprints to him. "What are-"
Eyes shifting to her body, the pain once again returns as he clutches his head. Gasping aloud, the faint image of yellow slowly being to materialize.
No…! Don't…! He pleas staggering to his feet. Don't ruin her innocence!
Soon, a single blot of yellow constructs into the familiar cardigan before Hanamaru takes its place.
"Oniichan…" She murmurs, the sight of his hand reaching under said clothing as her golden orbs give a look of plea.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Snapped back to reality, he finally manages to catch his breath quickly noticing his outstretched hand.
Blinking at a loss, his eyes descend to widen in horror at the wincing girl.
"O-Ow…"
"Hanamaru? I-I-I'm so sorry! I didn't-"
"Oniichan…" She calls with that same innocent tone to lift up revealing that innocent look. "Are you okay? We can go somewhere alone and talk." Despite his own shock, the sight of the girl having been pushed to suddenly rise back up moving closer towards him only makes the disbelief more apparent.
"What are you…?" He trails off as her hand takes his before guiding him away.
"It's okay, zura. Tell me all of your worries. Let it all out. It's my role as you sibling to tend to you every need, zura."
Watching her give such an alluring smile, his mind goes numb simply accepting her guidance. Within seconds, they're before a door. Stepping through, he takes notice of several familiar faces.
Chika, Riko, Ruby, Yoshiko, Dia, Kanan, and Mari all situated within what seems like a nurse's office. At the center; a single bed with the girls situated around it.
"What are you all…?"
"Kunikida-san notified us of your situation so we all rushed over. What kind of president would I be if I didn't tend to someone who's already done so much for us?" Dia offers a kind smile.
"Oh… When did you…?"
"Teehee. While we were walking. Don't you remember, zura?"
"Oh… I think so… Where are the other beds?"
"You're too important to us so we readjusted the room for your benefit." Mari explains. "Come on over and pop a squat." She pats the bed.
"O…kay…" Feeling Hanamaru guide him over, he lays down to count the eight heads all around. "Where's… You…?"
"You told me not to notify her, zura. You didn't want to trouble her, remember?"
"Then…" He falters looking upon Chika and Riko.
"Teach gave us both an excuse to come help you out so don't worry." Chika winks.
"Relax. Just leave the rest to us, Luncinance-san."
"L-Lucinance-senpai, t-try to r-r-relax, okay?" Ruby stutters out to the amusement of Dia and the others.
"Thou contracted partner, let us commence the pact of resurgence. Your energy shall return posthaste!"
"Everyone… Okay, sorry… for troubling… you all…" He groggily responds, his eyes beginning to shut.
"Just leave the rest to us…" Mari's voice hums for a weight to become noticeable.
"Huh…?" Eyes slowly blinking open, his eyes widen at Hanamaru crawling toward him. It only takes a moment for his consciousness to realize what's happening as he scoots back. "H-Hanamaru, what are you doing?!" As it had vanished, that swelling feeling returns as his eyes notice the others closing in. "G-Girls?!" He gasps for Yoshiko and Ruby to stop his retreat.
"We just want you to feel good, zura." Stopping mere centimeters from face, he can only gulp.
Breath hitching, his eyes remain on her golder orbs to trail down to the girl subtly removing her scarf. In doing so, more of her cleavage alongside hints of her yellow bra become visible.
"Is that so wrong?" She whispers, pressing her hands against his chest. "Here." She smiles, taking his hand and laying it atop her breast.
"What are you-"
"Take as much of it in, Rel-oniichan." She whispers a sultry voice in his ear. "This is how you'll feel better, right? Don't hold back."
Instinctively, his hand squeezes for a small gasp to escape her lips.
"We all want you to feel better, right everyone?"
Taking a look around, he finds all of the girls slowly undressing.
"Is… that so…?"
"Mhmm."
They want to help me feel better? Huh…
"Liar."
"Hm? Did you say something, Rel-oniichan?"
At her question, Hanamaru's eyes widen as do everyone else's at the sight of the freshman tossed aside in a sudden motion with Relon jumping over Riko and Chika.
"Rel-oniichan?!" She calls to the boy landing in a crouching position.
Unresponsive, he runs.
Hall after hall. Down one staircase and up another. He kept running. Visions of him having his way with each girl flashed in his head. His "length" slowly began to ache from the mental tension as well as the physical abuse of his legs from the occasional swat.
Don't stop…! Keep running!
"Rel-oniichan…"
"Though beloved partner…"
"Lucinance-san…"
"My fellow book buddy…"
He didn't know how long he had been running nor would he dare look behind out of fear his body would shut down from their hypnotic calls beckoning him.
On and on, he went. The panting of his breath and pattering of his feet the only sounds he held any control over.
Gripping his head, he falls to a knee as the pressure increases.
"Come back, Rel-oniichan!"
"Hey, don't push yourself Lucinance-san!"
"No…" Shaking his head profusely, he looks to another staircase.
Immediately, he struggles to his feet. Using the railing for support, he hurries up falling over upon turning the corner. Breath as still as water, he hears the sounds of clacking steps pass.
"I need… to hurry…"
Why run? Let the horny take over.
"Shut… up…!"
Any normal guy would take the opportunity to have an orgy with 11 hot girls on sight and yet you're running away with a boner no less. Logic: -100.
"Something's just… not right…"
No. Everything is fine. A bunch of girls obviously have feelings and your dumbass can't recognize such.
"Go. Away. Already!" He gasps pushing open as sunlight splashes against his face.
Wincing momentarily as his eyes adjust, he stands in the middle of the roof.
As if having broken his shackles restraining him, the dense weight lifts as his mind clears. The presence of the other him vanishes as well.
"Finally. I'm alone again." He breathes out walking to the side of the door where there's shade.
Sliding down, he exudes a breath through his lips in comfort. No longer having a need to comment aloud or internally, he basks in the silence. A form of peace he's desperately been in need of since awakening.
Although…
As soon as that peace had settled, it vanished in the wind.
"Fuck me."
"P-Please, d-don't!"
"Touch me."
"No more…!"
"Do it!"
"You know you want to, senpai!"
"You're a guy, aren't you? Show me what you can do. I want you to mess me up silly!"
"Come on, just a little won't hurt! Stop being a pussy!"
"Succumb to your carnal desires, Relon. You want You don't you? Why stop there when you can have it all?"
A barrage of voice pelted his mind. As if being hit with a bat. Over and over he was knocked around falling to the ground.
"Gah!" He gasped.
Come on… They're not wrong you know. You over the others. If you ask me, it's pretty easy to tell.
"Much easier than taking a life after all."
That was the last straw.
"ENOUGH!" He bellowed towards the empty sky panting for breath.
"Oh?" The dark voice of his responded form nowhere. "Did that trigger you? I mean, it was self defense after all so I'm sure the others would agree."
How would our dear You-chan take it, I wonder? Hmm? What of our busy workaholic mother? Yikes, if they knew…
"I SAID ENOUGH! SHUT THE FUCK UP! BOTH OF YOU! ALL OF YOU! NONE OF YOU HAVE ANY RIGHT TO JUDGE ME! THAT BASTARD OF A FATHER IS AT FAULT! WHAT HE DID TO ME, TO US, THAT'S… that's… It's not my fault…"
"So you would rather allow the blood on your hands to marinate your skin than the juices of females that want your seed?"
"I SAID SHUT UP! NEITHER OF THOSE ARE REAL! YOU'RE NOT REAL! NEITHER OF YOU ARE!"
"Hmm. You hear that, Relon? He says I'm not him."
Oh, I hear Relon. But if you're not Relon and I'm not Relon, than what gives you the right to proclaim yourself as the real one?
"BECAUSE IT'S MY BODY! MY DECISIONS!"
"So you decided to take that-"
"I SAID SHUT UP! THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT AND YOU KNOW IT! STOP TWISTING MY WORDS AND FUCK OFF SOMEWHERE THAT ISN'T MY HEAD, MY LIFE, OR ANYTHING RELATED TO ME!"
"... Wow."
Wow indeed.
"It seems like killing someone isn't easy to get over after all, huh?"
You sure said it…
As if feeling the mental link to both voices, it snaps.
"H-Hello?"
Nothing.
He breathes unsure of what to do.
"Hey…" He calls again.
Nothing.
Dropping to his knees, he takes in a deep breath swallowing the accumulated saliva from his yelling.
Then it hit him. A rush unlike anything else he'd ever felt imaginable. His sight became crystal clear capturing the birds far above the clouds. His hearing became precise to the point he could hear every voice amongst the school ground. His scent…
One whiff and his eyes widens as the easily discernible sounds of pattering feet came nearing his location. Another whiff confirmed his suspicions.
"You…" He murmured.
Just as he'd said her name, a third whiff made his eyes nearly bulge out of his sockets.
Memories from last night regarding their intimate moment, this morning, and mere moments with Hanamru and the other students came crashing together. Like a drain, the euphoria he'd felt, that numbing sense of horniness, came back all at once.
Bursting out the door, You Watanabe panting as if in a frenzy. Her head shook side-to-side as her eyes frantically searched for the sole male.
"Gah…"
Instinctively, her head snapped as her body pivoted to the side hurting around to the side of the door where there was shade. As soon as she had, she stopped.
Right there lying on his side, panting as if in heat as noted by his tongue being partially out, the crimson hue adorning his cheeks, and his erection on full display.
Panting, his eyes glaze over the girl before him.
Eyes widening at the sheer sight, something within stirs her forward.
"Rel…" You breathes untying her scarf, her own breath hitching anything else she was going to follow through.
Kneeling so her head is over top his, her hand reaching further past taking ahold of his penis' head before stroking. In response, his hand snakes its way past her collar and under her top to grope a breast ignoring the bra.
More and more their breathing accelerated.
"What… do you wanna do, Rel?"
For a moment, his senses return. Their situation, his argument with his other selves, everything. Yet, he didn't give a shit anymore.
Acknowledging his decision, the world erupted. A far as his enhanced hearing could go, he heard only the moans of others. Each voice layered atop the other. All engaging in a frenzied sort of love-making or down right fucking. And they weren't going to lag behind anymore.
"I wanna fuck the shit out of you until you're unconscious."
Day 24 (Thursday - April 9th)
"If you keep looking at me like that, I won't be able to hold myself back much less keep my word."
She'd known full well what he meant by it and yet…
"Just a little more. While it's just us… Please…"
She was the one who gave into her lustful urges and had him accept such a hormone-filled request.
After their intimate experience, both had to take a moment to adjust themselves. Thankful for the night being their cover, it, however, couldn't hide the prideful smile as she corrected her bra and underwear. At the same time, though both were being respectful in not staring at the other, her lingering lust within forced her to take a peek as his hand snaked into his pants. She'd imagined his manhood numerous times following puberty, sometimes out of curiosity and others due to more "desirable" causes, but a feeling of unimaginable, unspeakable, satisfaction emanated at the sight of his covered girth's length. Simply put; not too big, not too small.
The fact that she was massaging it, albeit through his pants, between her thighs mere moments ago left her mind scattered in all directions at the possibilities moving forward for them. She had to inhale a deep breath to calm herself from her resurfacing hormones. Watching him place a hand over his chest, likely to ease his own nerves, he turned to her.
Silently beckoning her, she nodded happily, taking his hand as their fingers intertwined. Their trek the rest of the way home was filled with silence. It wasn't one filled with awkwardice but their common silence of ease. Nothing felt wrong. As they neared home, however, her mind began to replay the euphoric experience. The more she thought of their interaction, bit by bit did her jovial smile lessen.
At first glance, their experience had felt out of nowhere but in actuality, it was something that was steadily coming since that day. No, it was something that was in the works since they've reunited. Like a gauge on empty, their romantic interactions would steadily increase it only for the day to end and the gauge to return to zero. Only today, likely with the help of Hanamaru, it had reached its cap resulting in their intimate moment.
Giving a subtle glance at the male's gaze forward, her eyes lingered on that neutral visage.
Was he upset at her pushing him? At risking that vow he made following their date? Was he satisfied with what they've done? With her?
Such an aching feeling quickly settling into her stomach made it hard to tell.
Would it come across as improper if she asked? Was it something so dire that asking so quickly would run the risk of ruining what they've established?
Dark thoughts swarmed her mind and she couldn't discern not one. All she could do was rest her head on his shoulder and continue on. Despite his noticing followed by a gentle squeeze of her hand, his attempt at reassurance left even more to be questioned. Never before had such a silence felt so uncomfortable…
Having woken up not long ago, the teenager's mind could only linger on the events of the previous night as she watched over breakfast
What was I thinking…? We've had plenty of romantic moments up until now so why did I…?
"Someone seems lost in thought."
Snapping on a dime to the sight of Mé already in her work attire, the girl can only blink at the woman making her way towards the coffee maker. About to ask her meaning, You's blue eyes notice the adult's finger pointing towards the stove. Returning her attention to breakfast, her eyes widen in horror at the smoke rising from the pots and pans.
"Ahh!"
One Cleaning Later
"I'm sorry, Auntie." She bows apologetically.
Dismissing with a wave as she sips on her coffee, a chuckle escapes.
"Don't worry about it. It happens. Though I have to wonder what has our family chef so distracted."
At her question, the mother can only grin at the obvious blush the young girl attempts to feign.
"J-Just…" Brain frantically drawing on something, only a blank comes for her to sigh as the defeated girl drops her head at the table. "Can I… talk to you about something?"
"Always, You-chan." She smiles leaning forward showing her full attention on the uniform-lover. "I'm guessing it has to do with Relon."
"How-"
"You-chan, the only time you've ever been known to daydream is either over your feelings regarding my son, idols, or uniforms." She chuckles in response to the girl's bright face upon hearing such blatant words. "Continue."
Blinking a few moments as she recovers, You does.
"Well, something… happened between us. At first I was happy about it but looking back, I don't know if Relon is bothered by it or not."
"Which in turn has you worried over your budding relationship. Correct?" At her question, a subtle nod alongside an audible groan comes in response. "Hmm. I see." At her words, the woman looks at her watch before getting up.
"Huh? That's it? Just 'I see?'"
"No. That's not all." She says moving around grabbing her belongings before beckoning for the girl to follow her out. "You know almost as well as I do that if something bothers Relon, he'll say so. Like most males his current age, anything that does bother them, they attempt to hide such from most people."
"So then-"
"Wait." She smiles seating in the driver's side. "I said most people. We're not in that category." She notes placing her keys in the ignition.
"What do you mean?"
"Relon hasn't been one for many friends as you know. Even in America, those people were only temporary aside from maybe the occasion teammate on the soccer team. After his father and I split, he gained this odd habit of being honest on a large scale when staying with me. I was quite shocked by just how much he wasn't even attempting to hide stuff. You'd think a boy like him would have some illicit magazine but nope. He blatantly said he would only use sites on his phone and never risk having a physical copy. Can you believe that?! I was honestly worried my son wasn't interested in the opposite sex despite always being around you."
"A-Aunt L-Lucy!"
"Hey, my future as a grandparent was on the line! I had every right to be worried."
"Please get to the point." You whines through her blush.
"Haha. What I'm saying is, unless it's life or death-related or something on an equal scale, he likely won't hide his feelings about such a thing. Let me ask you; was whatever happened between you two as dire as retaining a beating heart versus a still one?"
"W-Well, no… I suppose not."
"Then there you go. That and given my brief greeting before I came down, he seemed like the same groggy child I've been raising thus far." She smiles for You's eyes to widen at her words.
"Then what was this about?"
"To delve on a side of my son that is overlooked. Now, in the future, you'll be able to tell hopefully." Shifting the vehicle into reverse, she slowly begins to back. "As for what happened, as long as you two used protection, you have nothing to worry about. Toodles~!"
Eyes bucking wide as red explodes on her face, the girl can only stammer noises as the waving woman departs out of sight. Eventually, her body simmers.
Auntie, I swear…
"Thanks." She smiles to return inside.
Giving a momentary glance at the kitchen, she can only sigh before departing upstairs.
Regardless, what Aunt Lucy struck true. Looking back, there were moments that he was bothered but he'd always disclose his worries onto her. She originally assumed it was just his good-nature but knowing it was because it was her; that gave a newfound sense of privilege she had never experienced before.
Knocking, it isn't until the soft sound of her knuckles against the wood sounding does she realize she's already in front of his door. Waiting a moment, nothing comes. Another set of knocks. Again, nothing.
"Is he still asleep?" Pursing her lips for a moment, her hand moves to turn the knob. "Reloooon." She speaks up. "I'm coming in."
Pausing for a moment at the subtle creak of the door, she pushes forward. Letting it softly tap the door stopper, she peers inside to lay her ocean-blue eyes on the dormant teen.
"He's still asleep, huh?" She muses waltzing in.
"Mmm…"
Stopping at the foot of her bed, her cautiousness fades as curiosity takes its place in the form of her peering over at the male shuffling in place.
Is he dreaming?
Blinking at first, her eyes carefully descend to notice a slight tent where his groin is. Blushing, she shakes her head profusely.
He's likely dreaming of something like that.
"Mmm… You…"
Mind refocusing on the boy calling her, something else takes the reigns of her glance at the troubled visage his sleeping form held told her otherwise.
No…
Furrowing at the notice of his hands scrunch and body shake with sweat, realization dawns.
"Relon, wake up!" She urges, rustling the boy.
After a few more calls, he jolts up a panting mess. Watching his shaky eyes dilate to stillness, a breath of relief escapes her lips.
"It's okay. You're okay." She eases sitting next to him.
As if finally realizing she's there, You notices the corner of his eye shift to her and then back ahead.
"It was a bad dream again, wasn't it?"
Not answering right away, a moment passes for a nod to come. Hearing a sigh, she watches as he falls back onto his pillow resting an arm over his eyes.
She knew the answer she was looking for was yes due to Relon having displayed similar traits growing up. Though he'd told her and Miguel years ago that such traumatic and realistic dreams had ceases shortly after hitting puberty.
"Fuck…" He breathes, moving his arm away for his hand to clutch his face.
Wincing not from the foul language, she does so due to the sheer pain in his voice.
Watching his elevating chest begin to slow, she can only look on with still worry.
"I'm not going to school." He mutters just loud enough for her to hear. "Go on without me." He adds rolling to lay on his side.
That wasn't a dream, You. He thinks clutching hid pillow. What I dreamt… was a nightmare.
Despite his own self loathing, he managed to feel a weight land directly behind him. The sensation alone made his eyes widen in surprise.
"If you're not going, then neither am I." The voice of You calls pressing against him. "And that's final."
Whether that was her protective side over Relon's well-being or her affections for the male speaking, she didn't know and could honestly care less.
In a sudden moment, he switches sides burying his face in the crook of her neck. Taken aback, the soft sensation of liquid running along skin tells her all she needs to know.
"It's okay." She soothes, pulling him into her touch. "I'm here. I'm not going anywhere." Those would come to be her final words before the lull of silence captured them both. Only the muffled croaks of the male would breach such a silence.
Nightmares were the manifestation of one's own mind. Both the conscious and the unconscious. It can be warped to one's own manipulation whether the user is aware of such or not. It has the power to delve into the deepest realms of the mind conjuring things none would ever wish to become a reality. Whether that "thing" was something once experienced or not…
A/N: There have been hints but Relon's mental health is not at all good. Luckily he has friends and his mom but who knows how deep his scars run. Also, this chapter came before Errands as mentioned at the beginning of this chapter. It planned to be written after their intimate moment but because that happened sooner, so did this. I just didn't mention anything. Think of this as an intermission of this arc if you will.