Beyond the Script (KiraKira Precure, OC-I)

Ichigo Field High School. Simple-named school in Japan, home for some interesting people and... I think fate has decided to actually put me in quite the spot in this second life.

Like, one would think that this was something of a big anime situation, and it was as I got re-started into the Precure world, but... it's not that simple. I wasn't a main character, or a side character- hell, did I even count as a background character? Well, that doesn't matter. In fact, it is good news to someone like me.

Here I was, doing silly student work, trying to be a good boy and all, and... I kind of had to change my seat as soon as I realized I was sitting between Kenzou Akira and Kotozume Yukari, the boy-looking butch and the pretty Ojousama. Now, the issue isn't either of those two on their own, rather the fact they were painfully oblivious to the fact they were kind of dating. Both would hold hands, keep close to each other and- let's not talk about the sexual tension. Fucking hell, I have seen Yuri in so many magical girls' show, but these two need to get laid ASAP or something.

I could handle some 'glances' shot between them and being caught in the crossfire, but it kind of becomes a bit of an issue when stuff happened in school and I ended up sharing the same room with these two for more than it was needed. Specifically when it comes to collaboration homework. Today was the first of a week-long collab work between me, these two useless lesbians, and a fellow 'background character': Sakurai Natsuki. Pinkette, has sharp pink eyes, a bit of a tsundere-stereotype and she is the sort of chubby bottom heavy gal.

Now, Natsuki and I had nothing in common as we both had different social groups, hardly were close in classes, and literally had no reason to befriend one another. But soon we had something we shared: a deeply-ingrained frustration and deeply-rooted annoyance towards these two. The point of the homework was to do a research on how the common Japanese relate to religion and why there is a propensity to detach from the spiritual aspect of that.

Simple High School shit that you can google-fu your way through on your own, still it offered a good grade improvement for a good work and... the two lesbians were too distracted to work with. Maybe it was Precure shit, maybe they were actually talking about serious shit, but a solid hour went by and these two were still talking... while Natsuki and I were merely frowning at the two, stuck between merely witnessing these two being so sexually pent-up distracting each other and... doing something?

After the first hour, I kind of coerced Natsuki to get the homework going, but the two of us would still look up from the papers and see if these two would join us. And they didn't. School had to close for the day and Akira actually apologized for 'doing other stuff'. I held back from rolling my eyes, and I wasn't surprised when the next day these two did the same thing as before. Same chatting, same edging, but Natsuki and I pulled through.

The product of a two-students' effort summarized in forty pages of research, looking into stuff through when we both went home and then all of it was reorganized into a fine result. We were getting 100, regardless of how useless these two were being to us.

Still, there was a problem. The same problem we had at the very beginning. We had finished the homework, but... we didn't feel like trying to interrupt the two lesbians doing the whole 'restrained lovey-dovey' shit. It was a bit of a painful situation, especially when poor Natsuki, who I couldn't blame in her reaction, was grinding her legs together in clear discomfort and... she noticed me staring. And that's where stuff got interesting.

I thought she would have called me out or something, but the pinkette turned back to the Akira and Yukari and... then back to me. A smug look on her face as a devious plot came to her mind. I almost jumped as I felt her hand suddenly reach and squeeze mine, I thought she was trying to just hold it, but that wasn't the case. I felt my palm getting dragged near to her and then, out of the blue, sinking into the warm spot between her legs. My digits instantly felt the soft fabric of her panties, how warm they were- how wet they were.

Nodding, Natsuki confirmed that was the 'plan' and, while I would have never contemplated this in my previous life... I decided to see where this was going to end. Her own hand then moved away from mine and towards my groin. And we both spent the rest of the collab teasing each other up. She was the one that win the most considering that some rubbing was all she needed to find relief. I was stuck with a boner, one that she noticed and, with a giddy look, promised to 'take care off the next day' after we left that classroom.

The next day comes, this time the two lesbians are talking by the window. Natsuki senses an opportunity and soon dives under the table. I was intrigued by what came next as she fiddled with my zipper and soon had my cock in her mouth. Well, two inches of it as she rubbed the rest. I couldn't blame her since going any further would get gagging noises going and I am not that sure that these two wouldn't react to odd noises.

With her left hand, Natsuki is pumping and rubbing my length, while her right one was happily tweaking her clit and rubbing along her pussy's entrance. The tame molestation lasted half-an-hour as Natsuki came and... then I creamed inside her mouth. To my surprise, she gulped down the cum even though she made a face that showed disgust at the flavor.

Once she was done, she sat back and we spent the remainder of the school day revisioning our work. It was going to be an easy 100.

With the third day wrapped up and more apologies coming along, the fourth day of the collab came with a surprise.

"S-Sorry, we have to leave now- fast!"

Akira had a worried look, Yukari nodded and the two didn't even tell us why they were leaving. Only that it was urgent and... Natsuki wasn't planning to break our streak of depravity.

"So, wanna take it to the next step?"

I thought she meant sex, but what she had in mind was still foreplay. Just far more telling how depraved Natsuki truly was.

The door was obstructed while Natsuki undressed. She was breathing heavily as I complied to her order to have my dick out and stroking close to her exposed pussy.

Her hand reached for it, pulling me closer as soon the tip was kissing against her slit and she started to stroke it aggressively. "Y-You know we will be- be dating after this. Th-There is no way this is still a game."

I noticed some uncertainty with that statement, but I nodded. I mean, it feels fair that we would have to adapt to this escalation. It wasn't just gaming around these two idiots, but we were now doing it for ourself, for more than just lust. I hadn't truly thought too deeply about dating Natsuki until that moment, but I had no complaint about her as of yet.

"Sure."

"Y-You... you mean it?"

I looked up at her nervous pink eyes. "Yup."

"Like... really really?" She pressed on, and she looked at me with hope. I just leaned in and started to kiss her. There was no hesitation, no resistance, only acceptance and warmth. Her stroking increased in pace, and I put my tongue on the line as I wrestled with hers. She pressed against me, moaning as my hands molested her breasts and-

SPURT! SPURT! SPUUUURT~!

Natsuki shuddered, looking down in surprise at the intense cumshot she warranted. The pinkette breathing lustfully as I pulled my dick away, fully revealing the mess I made on her panties.

"Di-Did you like it?"

"I sure did. Did you?" I asked back and the pinkette slowly nodded.

"Yeah... it's... it's warm," She muttered distractedly, pulling her panties up as the cum finally smeared her virgin pussy. "A-And it's a safe day so... yeah."

I nodded, "I am glad that you liked it."

She looked away, embarrassed but pleased nonetheless. "So... we dating?"

"Obviously. How about we go out tomorrow?"

"After we are done with these two?" The pinkette asked, and I nodded. "Man, they sure are dense."

"And so sexually tense."

"Yeah, that's what kind of got me in the mood and- and it's not like I just want sex now."

"It's alright," I assured, smiling at her. "I understand how you feel but... that's why we're going out with dates, yes?"

Natsuki nodded, then beamed. "Yeah... also, can you help me dress up? Slowly."

I chuckled at her horny moments, and yet assisted her in putting her dresses on. I thought I had done it- I scored myself a girlfriend that had no connections with the precure and this was going to be a fun way to keep away from the plot.

Boy, how wrong I was.

Sakurai Natsuki was the happiest girl in the world. She just got herself a boyfriend after two years of failures.

She thought she would have died a virgin with how many guys were claimed by several girls at school and, truth be told, it didn't help that other girls were quick to hit on her as if they expected her to swing that way. Sure, Yuri was hot but she wanted a man in her life.

Not for societal expectations, but because she was a horny girl that had seen enough porn to know that dicking is the superior way of pleasure. Also, she didn't feel like she could love girls the way they wanted her to. She knew about dating guys, but dating girls was uncharted territory and-

"Natsu-senpai~!"

Natsuki had barely enough time to turn that she found herself hugged tightly by a certain kohai of hers that studied at the Middle School in town.

Usami Ichika was the spunky little thing with a passion for sweet-cooking. They knew each other since their grandparents had been close friends years ago and so their families were familiar with one another.

"Icchan, you and your sneak attacks will eventually give me a stroke."

"Nuuu~! Those will only open your heart to my affection!"

Ah yes, the issue with Icchan- she was a bit too much into Natsuki. And Natsuki just wanted her as her 'little sister'. Nothing wrong with that, right? Well, it was wrong in Icchan's mind. And she was a relentless chaser despite being told many times by Natsuki herself that the pinkette didn't want any of that.

"Also, you look positively happy? Did something happen that I should know? Did you get a good mark?"

"I definitely am going to get one next week," Natsuki nodded, then remembering through the pleasant wet feeling in her panties what just occurred. A blush prodded into existence as it appeared on her cheeks. "It's just... I may have met someone."

"Oh? A new friend?"

I think I should just tear the bandaid now before it becomes a problem.

"No... I just got myself a boyfriend."

"Ah!" Icchan tensed up instantly. "C-Congratulations. A-Actually, I just remembered I had something to do... b-bye!"

Natsuki tried to stop the orangette but she bolted away before she could have done anything about it. A sad look on her face, that changed as she remembered she had given Icchan enough chances to pull away from her and now this news was clearly hurting her. As far as she can sympathize with her sorrow, Natsuki knew that she had done all she could to politely get her off of her but... hopefully things would go back to normal.

And of course things couldn't be that simple for poor Natsuki.

AN

Can it be considered NTR if the protagonist got told off many times and her love interest properly told her she didn't swing that way? Maybe? Still, MC gets himself a horny bottom-heavy GF in his new life and... his life away from the plot may soon change.

Especially since Akira and Yukari are about to learn up what is going on for the next day.