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Time flew by, and soon Haruna had fallen into a deep sleep right next to Akira. After finally coming about ten times, he calmed down at last and turned back into his usual self.
With a clearer head now, he looked over at Haruna and gently stroked her hair.
"Nnn… no more… I'm so full, Akira…" Haruna mumbled.
She wasn't awake—eyes still closed, lost in some dream only she'd remember tomorrow.
"What's this little naughty girl dreaming about?" Akira wondered with a soft smile.
To his surprise, Haruna had been incredibly proactive during sex—way more than he'd ever expected. He was used to seeing her so calm, patient, and unflappable even when emotions ran high like anger. Looking at someone like Haruna, you'd assume she'd be submissive in bed, quiet, letting her partner take the lead. But reality was the complete opposite. Haruna turned out to be one of the most active girls in his harem, right up there with Lala. She kept begging for more and more, pushed him down onto the bed, and rode his cock like a cowgirl—among other things that left Akira stunned now that he was thinking about it clearly.
"So it's true after all… the more innocent and saintly a girl looks, the wilder she gets in bed," Akira said as he lay down beside his beloved.
It had been an intense night, and he was exhausted—not because he couldn't keep going, but because he was genuinely sleepy. It was really late, and he just wanted to rest peacefully. Plus, he needed to recharge: tomorrow afternoon he had his date with Mikado. According to her, she wanted to meet later in the day, but Akira had insisted on taking her to dinner first. Meeting up just for sex felt too much like hiring an escort, and Mikado was his woman—not some prostitute. Still, he didn't quite get why she was so eager. They could've had another proper date and then ended the night with her first time. Why push so hard for a meetup that was basically just sex? Once again, you really can't judge a book by its cover.
(The real reason Mikado wanted to skip straight to sex was simple: she wasn't the type who loved going out a lot. Dates were fine, but they'd already had one recently, and she just wanted to pick up right where they left off—meaning sex. That was it. No deeper complication.)
"Whatever. I'm going to sleep. Tomorrow's gonna be a busy day," Akira sighed.
He closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around the peacefully sleeping Haruna, and drifted off.
Meanwhile, in the room right next to Haruna's, Akiho was mortified. She lay face-down on her bed, pillow pressed over her burning-red face.
"How could I act like that?" she whispered to herself.
She'd spied on her sister having sex with her boyfriend while masturbating! She'd lusted after her sister's boyfriend! What the hell had gotten into her? Had some kind of sex demon possessed her?!
After coming for the fifth time in a row and finally regaining her senses, Akiho had bolted to her room and locked herself in.
"How am I supposed to face Haruna tomorrow? She saw me masturbating while watching them! What do I do?!" Akiho panicked.
If she'd just masturbated in private, maybe she could get over it—but her sister had caught her red-handed, pleasuring herself to the sight of her and her boyfriend! How embarrassing could it get? Would Haruna think she was some kind of pervert? Would she stop talking to her after such a lewd act? A thousand questions swirled in her head until exhaustion finally won, and she passed out…
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The next morning.
Early on, Akira slipped out of bed while Haruna slept soundly beside him and prepared to leave. He hated doing it—it made him feel like total scum—but he had no choice. He couldn't risk her parents or sister showing up unexpectedly and catching them. Who knew what would happen if that went down? Haruna had told him yesterday that her mom and sister already knew about their relationship, so there was no need to hide—but the reality was different. Sure, her mom and sister knew he was her boyfriend, but they didn't know she'd invited him over specifically to have sex. And her dad had no clue at all. If he walked in on them in the act… yeah, better to leave and plan another day at her place. Definitely the smarter move.
That said, he cracked open the windows to let the heavy smell of sex air out, scribbled a quick note on a piece of paper and pen he found on her desk, left it on her nightstand, got dressed, and slipped out of the house.
Today was going to be packed, though the morning would be more relaxed. He'd spend time with the girls, shower, handle some stuff—nothing too complicated.
With high expectations for the day ahead, Akira left Haruna's house feeling pretty good.
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An hour later.
Haruna opened her beautiful eyes, and the first thing that hit her was everything that had happened the night before. Her face instantly turned tomato-red. The vivid images and words—especially the ones she'd said herself—still echoed in her mind. She'd pushed Akira down onto the bed multiple times and ridden him like a cowgirl!
"Oh my god, I'm so embarrassed… I want to dig a hole and never come out!" Haruna groaned, burying her face in the pillow.
For over half an hour she stayed like that, mortified, trying to process the night—until she finally managed to accept it. She was still embarrassed, sure, but she couldn't spend the whole day like this. So to stop overthinking, she decided to get cleaned up, make breakfast, and wait for her family to come home. That would help distract her. After all, this wouldn't be the last time she'd have sex with Akira. From now on their encounters would be more frequent—she couldn't stay constantly mortified about it.
"You can do this, Haruna. You've got this!" she encouraged herself.
Feeling a bit more upbeat and less ashamed, she got out of bed—only to notice a small piece of paper on her nightstand with writing on it.
"Must be from Akira," she said, picking it up.
Curious, she read the note. It was Akira apologizing for leaving so suddenly, promising it wouldn't happen again, but explaining he didn't want to risk her family walking in and catching them in that state. He didn't want to put her—or both of them—in an awkward, uncomfortable position.
"It's okay… I understand," Haruna murmured.
Of course she would've preferred he stayed, but he was right. If her parents had come back early and caught them… who knew what would've happened. Better this way.
"Even if Mom and my sister know about our relationship, I don't know how they'd react if they found out we had sex," she thought aloud.
Her face flushed again at the words, but she shook it off quickly.
"Anyway, time to get cleaned up first," she decided.
She grabbed the panties that had somehow ended up on her dresser (no idea how they got there), slipped them on—because she hated walking around the house naked—and headed straight for the bathroom. Haruna was pretty shy about nudity; she didn't like being seen naked (except by Akira, of course). Even with him she still got embarrassed, at least until she got used to it.
Panties on, she opened the bathroom door—and came face-to-face with Akiho.
They stared at each other for several long seconds. Neither said a word. In that moment, it all came rushing back to Haruna: she'd seen her sister masturbating while watching them have sex! She'd completely forgotten—pushed it out of her mind—but seeing Akiho brought it all back in a flood. Hell, she even remembered looking right at her, giving her a cheeky little smile, and then going right back to sucking Akira off!
"Sis, about what you saw yesterday, I…" Haruna started.
"…You don't have to say anything. How about we just pretend it never happened? I won't tell Mom that you're having sex with your boyfriend, and in return… you won't mention that I, uh… enjoyed watching," Akiho said.
She was just as mortified, heart racing a mile a minute, but that was the best excuse she could come up with on the spot.
"Sis… did you like it?" Haruna asked.
"Huh? Like what?" Akiho blinked, confused.
"I mean… did you enjoy watching us have sex? Did you like it?" Haruna clarified.
She immediately regretted it. What the hell had she just said?! Had those words really come out of her mouth?!
Akiho froze too. What had her sister just asked?
"H-Haruna, that's not the point, it doesn't matter. The point is—are you okay with pretending nothing happened?" Akiho pressed.
"Y-Yeah, sorry… I don't know what came over me," Haruna mumbled.
She had no idea why she'd said that—but in that instant, a thought flashed through her mind: what if she added her sister to Akira's harem? Lala had her sisters, Yami had her fan Dita, Mikan had Kari. They all had their little groups, but Haruna was alone. She doubted she could team up with Mikado anytime soon—she'd barely seen her, and while she was sure they'd become friends eventually, right now they weren't close. So she had no group. Everyone else did—except her. Maybe she should form one with her sister? It was a bold, uncharacteristic thought, but as her sister, she was sure Akiho would be happy with Akira. They'd be together forever. Sure, Akiho could be a little playful/teasing, but she was family. Haruna loved her to death.
Haruna thought it over and nodded to herself. Maybe she should. But for now, it'd have to wait. Maybe talk to Momo first—Momo seemed really invested, for some reason, in adding more women to Akira's harem. She probably wouldn't say no if Haruna suggested her sister. Right?
"Maybe I'm catching Momo's vibe… Am I turning into her? Am I gonna start hunting for more women to add to my boyfriend's harem? No, no—I just want my sister to be as happy as I am. That's all. It's not like I'm gonna go looking for more girls—that's Momo's thing," Haruna thought.
"Good… I'm glad you get it. Go take your bath. I'll make breakfast," Akiho said.
Akiho had completely forgotten to remind her to take the morning-after pill to avoid pregnancy—but Haruna hadn't forgotten. Before Akira even arrived yesterday, she'd taken one of the little pills Lala gave her on Friday. According to Lala, it would prevent pregnancy for a full 24 hours. Akira could've come inside her a hundred times—he could've been the most fertile man in the galaxy—and she still wouldn't get pregnant. That's how effective those pills were.