"I love you! Be my girlfriend!"
Ichika's mind went blank.
Where am I? Who am I? Did he just confess?
Her cheeks turned a deep scarlet, her lips trembling, unable to form words. But then, she saw Kaede and Rinon peeking from the kitchen, and Nanami behind Rin, stifling a laugh while holding a phone.
Ichika realized she'd been had. She shoved Rin away and lightly punched Nanami's shoulder.
"You! You're in on this too!?"
"Haha... it's a script. Nanami needs to practice this scene. How was my acting? Pretty convincing, right?" Rin laughed.
Nanami showed Ichika the phone screen. It was a script for a romance movie—a scene where the male lead confesses.
"Don't blame Nanami~" Kaede teased, stepping out of the kitchen. "Did you actually think he was serious, Ichika? You looked like such a little virgin just now."
Kaede mouthed the words 'Little Virgin' silently.
For a split second, Ichika had believed it. Her heart had skipped a beat, and she'd forgotten to breathe. She mouthed back 'Loser~' at Kaede.
Last night, Kaede had been the one screaming and soaking the blankets. Ichika was pretty sure Kaede had climaxed three times as often as she had. By morning, Kaede looked like she was suffering from dehydration.
"You used to practice acting with Nanami, right?" Kaede continued. "I'm just helping you train. You want to be a professional actress, don't you? You can't freeze up like that in a real audition. Let's keep practicing after dinner, okay?"
Ichika realized Kaede was deliberately messing with her. She wondered if Kaede was so confident that Ichika couldn't "steal" him. Is she really so generous that she'd help her boyfriend scout other women?
No, she's just looking down on me! She thinks I'm too shy to actually do anything!
Ichika hated being underestimated.
"Fine! Let's do it after dinner!"
"Ichika, I love you. Let's be together."
After dinner, they moved the sofa to create a small "stage." Rin and Ichika stood in the center, following the script, while Nanami provided the "voice acting" lines from the side. Kaede, Rinon, and even Mashiro sat in the "audience" to watch.
The script was simple: confession, acceptance, embrace, and a kiss.
"Ready?" Rin asked.
"Bring it on!" Ichika raised her chin. "I was just caught off guard before. This time, I'm ready."
Rin cleared his throat and gave Nanami a signal. Nanami began reading the lines, and Ichika lip-synced her part.
"Rin-kun, why did you call me here today...?"
"I have something important to say." Rin stepped forward and took Ichika's hand, staring into her eyes with intense passion. "Ichika, I love you. Be mine."
"!!!!!"
Ichika froze again. Usually, she could brush off confessions with a polite smile and a "friend zone" card. But looking into Rin's eyes from this close... her brain stalled.
"Cut!" Kaede shouted, playing the role of the director. "Actress Ichika, what happened? You didn't react! How is Nanami supposed to voice that?"
"I... I just forgot the line! One more time, I'll get it!" Ichika argued, her face red. She realized Kaede was right—she was struggling.
"Again!" Kaede teased.
Rin confessed again. Ichika's face turned even redder.
"Cut!!! Embrace him, Ichika! Hug him!" Kaede was practically vibrating with laughter.
"Why is he using my real name!? The script has a character name!" Ichika yelled back. Hearing him say her name made it feel too real.
"A good actress stays in character! You're a newbie, so using your real name helps with the immersion," Kaede said with a straight face.
Ichika knew Kaede was just enjoying her misery. But she couldn't let this "loser" keep laughing at her.
"Fine. Again."
"Ichika, I love you. Let's be together."
They did it over and over. Every time, Ichika's heart hammered harder. If it were anyone else, she wouldn't care. But Rin had fought her father for her; he had saved her from a predatory director. She genuinely liked him.
If he didn't have a girlfriend... I'd say yes in a heartbeat, she realized.
And then, she remembered Kaede's words from last night. 'He's your boyfriend now. You can use him for practice.'
Kaede probably thought Ichika would never be brave enough to go past a hug. Well, if you're going to look down on me, don't complain when I take what's yours! Ichika decided her "first kiss" shouldn't be wasted on some random actor in a movie later. It should be used to pay Rin back for his help—and to wipe that smug look off Kaede's face.
A sense of taboo pleasure surged in her chest. Stealing a friend's boyfriend... that sounds... exciting.
Ichika had awakened a very dangerous interest.
"One more time. I've got it now."
Rin saw the change in her eyes. He cleared his throat. "Ichika, I love you. Be my girlfriend."
This time, Ichika didn't freeze. She smiled.
"Yes."
She didn't let Nanami voice the line; she said it herself, in unison with Nanami. Then, she stepped into Rin's personal space, pressing her soft, heavy breasts firmly against his chest. She glanced at Kaede out of the corner of her eye, then looked up at Rin.
Her blush was deeper than ever, her eyes shimmering with excitement.
"I love you too. I accept."
She stood on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around his neck, bringing her lips a hair's breadth from his. She waited two seconds, and when he didn't move, she boldly pressed her lips against his.
It was just a press at first. Ichika's heart was screaming. She wanted to see Kaede's reaction, but she was too afraid to look away from Rin's eyes.
But Rin wasn't going to let it stay at just a press. He tightened his grip on her waist and sucked on her lower lip.
"!!!!!"
Ichika's eyes went wide. She tried to say something, but he muffled her protests. His tongue flicked out, tasting her lips before sliding past her teeth to catch her own tongue.
The wet, squelching sounds of their tongues tangling filled the quiet room. Ichika's breath hitched. Their tongues separated, leaving a silver string of saliva, before he dove back in.
Initially, Ichika just let him take what he wanted. But she was a quick learner. She began to push back, her tongue dancing with his, playing a frantic game of hide-and-seek.
Ichika's first kiss was a deep, messy French kiss.
When they finally broke apart, a long silver thread snapped between them. Ichika gasped for air, her lungs burning. She turned a triumphant look toward Kaede.
"So? How was my acting for the kiss scene?"
"Average. Nanami and Mashiro are much better," Kaede said, though she couldn't hide the twitch of a smile.
Ichika was surprised. Kaede really was generous. Or maybe she was just used to it. They had orgies, after all; a kiss was child's play to them.
I bet she won't feel 'cucked' unless I let him fuck me until I lose my mind right in front of her, Ichika thought. But I won't go that far. I'm not a bad woman who steals her friend's man... right?
However, Ichika didn't realize one thing: Kaede wasn't nearly as calm as she looked. Watching them kiss had made her pussy soaking wet.