Beyond the Script 2 (KiraKira Precure, OC-I)

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Last day of the collab project and it was a lovely Saturday.

Natsuki and I already did our part and, reasonably so, I thought that today would have been a simple 'oh, you saved our asses' kind of situation since, you know, the two 'gay-not-gay' girls had done pretty much nothing while Natsuki and I did more than we were asked to. Turns out that this wasn't going to be the case, and I could tell this much as we both arrived at school and we found Akira and Yukari waiting. And they were both actually waiting. To make things even more interesting, they had their gazes aimed at Natsuki, and I could tell that the girl was bothered by this as she leaned closer to me.

As we got close enough, the duo approached and-

"Natsuki-san, can we speak in private?" Yukari asked quietly.

...What?

"What about?" I asked back.

"It's private-" Akira tried to repeat, only for Natsuki to huff.

"He can listen for whatever it is. Nakamaro-kun is my boyfriend."

The way she proclaimed this while now clinging on my arm felt like a loud commitment, especially since this wasn't a public thing just yet.

"...He is your boyfriend?" The redhead asked, surprised as she looked at me and I frowned back.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I believe Akira is surprised by the fact you two weren't in any relationship before the project," Yukari interjected, trying to help her girlfriend-not-girlfriend. "And that's very odd. How did that come to be?"

"Well..." I thought for a moment about good words to describe how that came to be, but Natsuki cut in.

"It's kind of your fault."

That blunt statement from the pinkette drew only more confusion out of the duo.

"What?" Yukari muttered and Natsuki huffed.

"Maybe you don't know this but you two can be quite insufferable at times. And I don't mean in regard of your personality, it's... how do I put this- help me here, Nakkun."

"What Nacchan is trying to say is that you two are by far the most sexually-frustrated individuals this town has ever faced," I flatly remarked, causing both young women to tense up. "You two are constantly edging each other on being friends, but also more. The fact is that this could have been acceptable to endure for a while, but you two have been going at each other for a while now. You two just are so much at times, that it kind of became the major common point that escalated things between us and now we are dating."

"That's about right, yes," Natsuki confirmed, beaming at me and then scowling at the two girls. "Is that enough?"

...

The two were quite silent, their faces burning red as I felt like we weren't getting anywhere and... we had dating to do.

"Look, we can have this conversation later. We did the entire project so you just need to read it earlier this Monday and you will be fine," I wrapped up as quickly as possible. "Still, we gotta go. We have a date to start and we can't be bothered for long so... bye."

Natsuki nodded and we both turned away before pacing out of the school grounds. I looked over my shoulder to see if we were being chased and... yep. We were being chased.

"Pick up the pace, hun," I muttered and the pinkette huffed before complying.

We were soon moving through the streets of Ichigozaka. Lovely town, a bit insignificant beyond its obsession for sugar and sugar-based food, but it was home. And it was the place where Natsuki and I tried to go on a date through but... we were pursued all around. I swear, you would think they would let go after a hour of chasing us in the streets, but no- Yukari and Akira went on to chase us all over for about two hours and-

"Fuck it," Natsuki announced, both miffed and drained from dealing with this sort of shit. "We're going to my place. My parents are out for business and will be back around dinnertime."

This change of plan was indeed saddening. Our first date together and it was somewhat ruined by these two- as if they couldn't do stuff together and leave us be.

Nonetheless, this was a foolproof plan as we reached Natsuki's home and neither Yukari or Akira could follow us inside. They did try to ring the door bell, knock at the door, and other stuff to try and get anyone's attention, but Natsuki's mind was railroaded through horniness. She wanted to get boned as she pulled me upstairs to her room, slammed the door shut behind us and then got herself in bed.

I barely had a few seconds to take note of her room, which was so nerdy that I wanted to tease her a bit about it. There were posters about old games on her walls, and a few pictures of Natsuki going at some conventions with her father. Still, none of that mattered at the time as I turned to see her in bed, nude and spreading her legs with a single desire in mind: getting fucked silly and get her cherry popped. Maybe not in that order.

I undressed as rapidly, if not faster just so she didn't get too frustrated. The pinkette shuddered as she saw me put on the first of the fifty-pieces pack of condoms, and I had my hands grasping her legs so I could get a grip on her and... I leaned my face down to her pussy.

"W-What are you- oh~!"

"I forgot to thank you for last time, babe. Plus, I think you need to get worked up a bit."

She huffed at that explanation, but her moans were unwilling to concede to her attempts to appear tough on me. The girl's tsundere traits had been severely curbed while around me, and while they almost did a comeback during this event, I had her soon wrapping her melon-crushing legs around my happy head. I had her squirt like a fountain within mere minutes, something that stole a blissful smile out of her.

She gave me a loving look as I shifted in position, making sure that she could take hold of me in a hug before I entered her.

"B-Be gentle," She muttered cutely and I beamed before giving her a soft peck on her welcoming lips.

"You know it, hun."

As I promised her, the early thrusts were tame. The first one was particularly slow, but it was still enough to make her a proper woman much to her brief bout of clawing at my back and stealing a more feral kiss out of me. We were stuck in position for a while, but soon I started to move through her well-lubed cunt, making sure that her tight walls grew accustomed to my dick before intensifying the pace. Despite this being her first time, Natsuki's sex drive wasn't disappointing and it even got to the point I was done too when she was.

Truth be told, it was fun even if it wasn't bareback. Natsuki's expected tightness made the experience quite enticing, and the way she kissed, begged for cum and then even let me molest her 'tiny' breasts made the whole experience lovely. I want to say it was pure sexual depravity, but it wasn't. I had a feeling that Natsuki didn't want to go all the way with her first time since it was, as it was called, her first time ever. There was pain, some blood, and definitely going to be some aching a few hours once we were done.

Still, beyond that particularly intimate and very tame experience, I found myself enjoying lying in bed with Natsuki. And... I also felt genuinely upset for the lackluster date we got going. Admittedly, it wasn't the fault of any of us but... I had a feeling there was more to what occurred earlier in the morning.

Like, how did Akira and Yukari knew that we were dating? Actually, they knew that Natsuki was in a relationship and... not that I was the boyfriend. Instead of going through some paranoid brainstorming on my own, I presented these questions to Natsuki herself and I used this brief moment of peace and trust to see what I could gain from her perspective.

"I didn't mention us to anyone in our classes," The pinkette admitted confidently, but something didn't feel right about that statement.

"But you told someone right?"

"W-Well, yes. It was... I don't think it matters. Ichika is in middle school and is more like an annoying little sister that never took the hint I like guys."

...

"Usami Ichika?"

Natsuki perked at my rightful guess. "Yeah...?"

"Doesn't she work with Akira and Yukari at that Pastry Shop?"

The pinkette opened her mouth to say something about it, but she realized what correlation I was drawing.

"That's... Do you think Ichika sent them after us?"

I actually shook my head at that. I mean, it felt a bit too early to make that call. "I think she offered a side of the story which may have not been too flattering towards you, which is why they wanted to 'talk to you'."

That sounded logical enough for her to nod at. "I can see that. I guess I can visit-"

"We will visit that place together," I interrupted, and I offered a serious look. "Look, I want you to handle this yourself since she is your friend. But since it's a place which may have been influenced by Ichika's perception of what happened, I think I should be there if things get too hot for you to keep there."

"You think- think that it will get bad?"

"I just think it's better to be safe than sorry. You'll do the talking and I will keep on standby if things get too spicy."

"That's..." She closed her eyes, leaning against my chest and sighing. "I guess that's fine."

I nodded, glad that she got my point and... I turned to her PC. It was only fair to turn the conversation to something more pleasant.

"So, do you have Steam?"

She beamed and looked up at me. "Yup. Wanna game sometimes?"

"You know it, hot stuff.

At least things were quite pleasant. For now.

AN

MC meets Ichika. Then bad guy attacks and... weird stuff happens.