Although earlier she seemed relaxed and ready to sacrifice herself, devoting to the battlefield anytime.
However, just by burying his face in her stomach, Yukino instinctively pushed Yuu from her lap. He rolled to the floor with a thud.
Of course, Yuu's reaction and falling method were very quick. He felt no pain despite hitting the table leg, and even mischievously thought:
(Such a cute shy reaction—indeed… A true untouched pure girl should be like this!)
But don't misunderstand. He didn't mean to say Yuigahama and Haruno were shameless flirty old women whose souls and bodies he had stained.
Just that—objectively comparing—facing unexpected intimate contact—Yukino's reaction was truly more like a young girl first facing growing desire—and first preparing to approach the forbidden boundary with her boyfriend—compared to the others.
That innocent panic from her heart's depths gave Yuu a very fresh feeling.
…After all—thinking carefully—all his girlfriends seemed far bolder than normal people.
Yukinoshita Haruno—a twenty-year-old big sister. Besides everything else—her boldness to openly bring a high school boy to a hotel was already extraordinary.
Yuuki Asuna—a tolerant girl unafraid to try. Whether in game or real world—she could quickly adapt and cooperate. Sometimes she even took initiative—trying teasing techniques seen online.
Natsukawa Masuzu—though initially only good at talking—she loved teasing him. But when time for real action—she stiffened and nervous—daring not move. She was only slightly more active on the last night at the hot spring inn—successfully touching territory untouched by several before.
And Yuigahama Yui—seeming easily flushed—easily embarrassed—looking silly and innocent. Yet she not only had very rich knowledge about it—but often took initiative to be affectionate with him—enjoying the warmth and affection from physical touch.
Whether longing passionate gazes when hugging—or hot restless breaths when kissing—all showed her boldness level even above Haruno—like an imperial kitchen chef hurriedly cooking raw rice into done.
If not for no chance to perfectly welcome the first—and many things to consider—probably they'd already be honest—and intimate daily in random locations—right?
While thinking of other women in mind—Yuu turned his face to the floor so she wouldn't see his expression. At the same time—he pretended in pain—and rolled on the carpet.
"What… are you doing suddenly…"
"I—I should be asking—what are you doing suddenly!"
Her smooth white face truly flushed now. Yukino covered her stomach with both hands. She looked slightly panicked. Her prominent nose slightly wrinkled. Her eyes glared angrily. She seemed to want a serious face to punish him.
But seeing him look hurt from the push—her heart couldn't help worrying. That strange sensual atmosphere slowly softened her embarrassed angry reaction. Soon—she began regretting her excessive behavior.
He was her boyfriend.
Not someone else—but a girlfriend intending to give herself to him… When the real time came—would she kick him from bed too.
On the floor—Yuu didn't notice her complicated expression change. He kept pretending weak—and innocently protested: "I just listened to you—turned so you could clean my ear—and hugged you a bit…"
Yukino slowly drew a breath. She said calmly: "Not just that. If only light hug—it's fine. You not only hugged so tight—but deeply inhaled at a girl's stomach… What normal girl wouldn't rebel if suddenly treated perverted like this."
"If that's already perverted—then what you did secretly kissing me…"
"Don't confuse views. If you said beforehand—this wouldn't happen."
Saying this coldly—Yukino extended her hand to Yuu: "Enough—get up."
Seeing his girlfriend not intending to keep playing—Yuu also lazy to continue acting. He listlessly placed his hand—letting her pull him back to the sofa.
"I know—next time I'll say directly—though I don't know if there'll be next time… Hey?!"
Before finishing—the force from that soft small hand suddenly drastically increased.
Completely unprepared for Yukino—and losing balance from leaning forward—Yuu's body unexpectedly staggered. He fell with shocked face.
In the quiet living room—suddenly sounded a dull thud of heavy object sinking into the sofa.
"You…"
Before falling crushing the girl to the cushion—Yuu nearly supported his body with knees and elbows. He tensed his abs—and hovered right above the weak soft girl's body.
As if his brain hadn't reacted—he lowered his head. He stared slightly confused at the innocent beautiful girl who forcibly pulled him—then obediently lay on the sofa—pressed lips—and said nothing.
Her graphite-like hair messy—spread like spiderweb between sofa and floor.
From beautiful collarbone to soft pink ears—charming red increasingly spread on her smooth white face.
Her curled fingers—palms releasing all strength—placed on both sides of head like surrendering—slightly trembling with her breaths.
The man's body shadow enveloped her perfect smooth curves. The cream-white sweater lifted—revealing willow-like waist—white as lamb fat. Her small cute navel faintly visible.
Long legs wrapped in jeans curled stiffly. Yukino looked slimmer and weaker than usual—like white jade porcelain. If Yuu pressed his body a bit harder—clear marks would appear on her flawless skin—and its shape would change accordingly.
"What are you doing?"
Though in the position pushing her to the sofa—Yuu unconsciously swallowed. He asked as if he were the victim.
"…"
Daring not meet his eyes—Yukino calmly stared at the carpet for several seconds—like a surrendering female knight—expressionless. Only then she slowly closed eyes—and lightly sighed.
"Pushing you to the floor was my fault. I can't forgive myself just like that—just because you caused it."
"Uh…" Yuu's cheek twitched slightly. This reason was very Yukino-style.
"So for fairness—you want me to push you once?"
Yukino nodded slightly. She licked her soft wet lips. Her ears already red as the most beautiful autumn dusk.
Friction between her hair and sofa skin made tempting sounds. Her completely non-resisting soft expression—no longer her usual arrogant look—made Yuu's heart pound hard. His breaths unconsciously became heavy and hot.
Yet—he could still maintain calm. Yuu complained with bitter smile: "I really don't know what to say to you… Not to mention I had no intention to push you—even in this situation—you forced me to be the perpetrator. You're not a high school girl pretending attacked by a pervert on the train—to threaten office workers for money."
"Relax—in this situation—I couldn't sue you even if I wanted." Yukino seemed to smile. But her breaths slowly became irregular. Her knees unconsciously lightly rubbed. Her flat chest visibly rose and fell.
"Besides—I forgot to say… whatever you want to do to me now—I won't resist."
With remaining courage—after Yukino weakly said those words—she fully turned her head to the cushion—as if daring not face reality.
That small face hidden in shadows between hair and sofa—only leaving the back of her neck—collarbone—and charming red spreading on her ears for him to see.
"…"
(Perhaps this is what's called a beautiful girl with melodious voice—soft body—and already pushed down?)
Yuu's eyes widened dazed. He couldn't speak for a moment. He stared at the innocent beautiful girl below—who had released all resistance—and waited for him to carefully taste all her beauty.
His heart unconsciously beat faster again. He only felt increasingly thirsty. Like half his body buried in beach—while upper half continuously roasted by sun.
That dizzying hot feeling—under male instinct's push—gradually turned into stimulant entering his consciousness.
He unconsciously extended trembling hand. Starting from her head—he gently stroked her smooth split-end-free hair with fingertips.
She slightly trembled all over. After momentary tension—she slowly relaxed. Her curled fingers and knees slowly stretched.
"Yukino…"
Yuu lowered his body. With hoarser lower voice than usual—he whispered beside her ear: "I love you—but before this—I also said the same to them—and did almost the same…"
"…I know. But at least now—I won't care."
Her long curly eyelashes trembled. Yukino slowly opened bright eyes. She gazed at his desire-filled face—but also complicated and sad from trying hard to hold back because worrying about something. Soft waves couldn't help appearing in her eyes.
"Idiot—it's too late—you know."
The girl's palm slowly lifted—and gently touched his heating cheek.
"Tenkuji-kun—since we kissed—you must take responsibility for me… No—regardless of memory loss—or losing feelings—we're fated to be responsible for each other—right?"
"So—choosing to run to avoid deeper responsibility—choosing to stop losses so situation doesn't worsen… For me—that's definitely the worst choice."
Yuu drew a deep breath: "But if so—that means I must take responsibility for them too… I don't want your boyfriend to be a bastard."
Yukino also sighed helplessly: "Sorry—though understandable—but you're already a bastard."
Yuu couldn't speak. He only stared silently.
"Fine—isn't there a saying like this?"
Both stared. Yukino suddenly chuckled. She pulled his face toward her—and shyly but firmly kissed his lip corner.
"I couldn't join your past—I'll accompany your future to the end… And now—I use actions to tell you my feelings."
"I'm willing to let you take responsibility—what about you? Do you have that courage?"
Yukino released her hands again. She calmly closed eyes—and lay back on the sofa—letting the man's breaths change from light to heavy—and slowly approach her.
Yuu didn't speak—and didn't swear.
He only opened his wet hot lips and teeth—and gently bit her collarbone—as if leaving his mark on porcelain.
"Ngh um…"
After that—the girl's moaning sounds—slowly drowned in noisy movements.
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Outside the window—winter night slowly enveloped.
But time was only around five PM. If summer—the sky would still be bright now—not yet time for couples to revel.
The living room sofa was quite far from the bedroom. Hot pot broth still simmered in the kitchen. Neither time nor place was very suitable.
So—under many restrictions—both ultimately didn't taste the forbidden fruit—and climb adulthood's stairs like that. Instead—after biting each other's skin clean—and panting—they temporarily extinguished the firewood fire—and went to separate bathrooms to clean up.
Since it was a luxury apartment—naturally there were two bathrooms.
As for the process in between—to avoid censorship—please imagine yourself.
In one bathroom—Yukino already changed into sleepwear stared at herself in the mirror.
Her still-flushed face—looking messy yet passionate from lingering feelings—made her stand dazed in place—looking incredulous.
"I even showed such an expression…"
Was this adulthood's impact?
Though she hadn't taken the final step—just naked contact with her lover—the process from embarrassment to gradually releasing and enjoying sexual pleasure—made her look more mature and charming than before—becoming like an adult—like her big sister…
"Haa… Some scenes—you can never imagine without crossing the threshold."
She murmured softly. She suddenly turned on the faucet—and splashed water several times on her face—cooling her still-hot cheeks.
After drying her face—Yukino pulled her sleepwear collar again—the sweater she wore earlier already removed by him—and now silent in the laundry basket. Besides slightly wrinkled—the sweater suffered no damage.
His method was still very gentle—or should be called skilled?
Yuu could undress someone like a little lamb with just a few movements—and also continuously seduce and tease during the process—increasing anticipation. It made one unable to help thinking—while enjoying the process—
Indeed he didn't have so many girlfriends in vain.
Yukino sighed heavily. She frowned—and checked the purplish marks on her white skin.
Scattered on collarbone—back of neck—and ears. Yuu had kissed those very sensitive spots multiple times—leaving his traces.
Yukino didn't want to recall again—how flushed and heart-racing the sounds she made then were.
Luckily she lived alone. Luxury apartment soundproofing wasn't comparable to ordinary hotels. Those lewd things only she knew…
Thinking this—she felt as if echoes of soft moans began sounding in her ears. Her ears heated again beyond control.
"…Forget it—I'll cover with a scarf these days."
Shaking her head. She decided in heart to remember fixing this puppy-like habit. Yukino shifted her gaze downward.
Though covered by sleepwear—bright reddish-purple flowers bloomed in various places on the plain—stomach—and thighs.
Her annoyance toward Yuu kept piling. Though her chest was already filled with happiness warmth—she still couldn't help complaining about him in heart.
(That pervert—don't know what he was upset about. Leaving kiss marks all along is fine—but in the end—he even made me use my legs…)
"Is this what's called a passionate man? Truly scary."
Yukino drew a deep breath again. She felt as if she could still smell his unique aroma on her body—but as time passed—she gradually adapted and calmed.
Though she hadn't crossed that boundary—she felt as if she had lost something very important… Perhaps it was the inevitable path to adulthood.
After organizing her feelings—she exited the bathroom—and saw Yuu cleaning the battlefield—that is—the sofa—in the living room.
"How—is it—can you still walk?"
Seeing her come—Yuu immediately stopped cleaning movements. He held her arm concernedly.
"Of course I can walk. Don't think I'm too weak—okay?" Yukino lightly rolled eyes. She released his hold—and sat on the opposite sofa calmly and elegantly. "I hear there's a discomfort period after losing virginity. You can worry about me after that."
"Oh—oh—I know." Yuu scratched his head innocently—but muttered—"Tch—I really don't know who had weak legs needing help to the bathroom after finishing…"
A sharp angry glare immediately swept toward him: "What did you say?"
"Nothing—nothing!"