How To Ruin A Love Comedy

Inside the car on the way back after the movie and lunch:

Miyuki, who had been blushing since we watched a romance movie sprinkled with some intimate scenes, pressed her cell phone to her ear as a call came in from her mother, Midori.

“Yeah, Mom. Ah... today...? Hmm...”

Suddenly, Miyuki hesitated, glancing at me.

Having roughly guessed what kind of conversation they were having and taking advantage of the moment when the traffic signal stopped us, I looked over at Miyuki. Then, folding my hands together, I pressed them to one cheek, tilting my head in a gesture suggesting sleep.

Grasping my hint to spend the night at my place again, Miyuki continued,

“I’m planning to stay at a friend’s house again tonight... A gift...? Yeah, I’ll buy something on my way. By lunchtime? Got it... Oh, and my sister…?”

After wrapping up her personal conversation, Miyuki, apologetically, ended the call and tucked her cell phone away.

“I said I’m sleeping over. But I need to go by lunchtime.”

“I heard.”

“Why are you eavesdropping on someone else’s call? That’s rude.”

Caught off guard, I stared at Miyuki.

Was my flabbergasted face amusing to her?

She covered her mouth and giggled.

“Whenever you tease me for being so serious... Does Matsuda-kun feel the same as I’m feeling?”

“Yeah. But where’s my gift?”

“Gift?”

“Didn’t aunt tell you to buy me a present? She definitely said that, didn’t she?”

“Well... when I was talking to my mom, I was referring to another friend, not Matsuda-kun…”

“So you’re not giving it to me, huh?”

“Hey! It’s not that I won’t give you anything...”

I slid my hand inside my thigh pocket and smirked at the flustered Miyuki.

“You and I both react the same way to jokes.”

“That was a joke...?”

“You didn’t know?”

“Because M-Matsuda-kun always has this serious face even when he’s joking...”

“You too... Hmm, now that I think about it, don’t we seem perfect for each other?”

As I subtly expressed my feelings, Miyuki quickly turned her head towards the side window. Judging by how even her ears were about to turn red, she must be incredibly embarrassed.

Smirking at her, I asked, “What do you want to do today? After getting back, should we rest for a bit and then maybe take a walk?”

“... It’s raining...”

“It’s not pouring badly. I think it’ll be fine if we just stroll around the neighborhood.”

“I... don’t mind... but first...”

“First what?”

“Study...”

“What?”

“Let’s study... I’ll teach you...”

Studying on a Saturday... that’s indeed like Miyuki.

But Miyuki, can you really concentrate on studying today?

“Alright, let’s do it.”

“Yeah... we should... be sure to concentrate, or I’ll punish you...”

“There you go again with that. By the way, you’ve been touching it constantly since earlier, so it’s even more noticeable now.”

At those words, Miyuki, who had been unconsciously rubbing the square bandage she placed over the love bite, looked utterly surprised.

“Have I been doing that since earlier...?”

“Yeah, even during the movie.”

“Really...?”

Miyuki meekly lowered her hand.

However, as I turned my gaze forward and tried to change the topic, she placed her hand back on the bandage. She’ll probably keep doing that until the mark fades, which… was a good thing for me.

***

Just as I suspected, Miyuki couldn’t concentrate properly on the lesson.

The reason was none other than me.

“So here, you should insert this verb because it’s a transitive... Ah, seriously...! Stop touching my waist...!”

Miyuki, who had just opened her eyes to sex, couldn’t stand it when I, who was right next to her, kept making a skinship with her.

“You don’t like it?”

“It’s not that I hate it, but we’re studying right now. Can’t you wait till we finish...?”

She didn’t say to stop altogether, just to wait until later.

I chuckled at Miyuki, who seemed to understand my thoughts, causing her to shake her head exasperatedly.contemporary romance

“Just stop touching my waist for now...”

“Should I touch somewhere else then?”

“Matsuda-kun! Please, just focus...!”

How can I concentrate when just looking at you makes me go crazy?

Raising both hands in surrender and signaling that I would back off, I changed the subject.

“Should we set up the futon there?”

“Set it up? Where?”

“Didn’t you say yesterday? That it might be nice to sleep in the attic on a rainy day. It’s raining, so let’s sleep upstairs tonight.”

“Oh... that... let’s do that after we finish studying.”

“I don’t want to study anymore.”

I had an exasperated expression, my hands stretched out behind me supporting my weight on the tatami, and my legs sprawled out under the table.

Seeing my cheeky demeanor, Miyuki gave a light smile.

“I really don’t get how you were so well-mannered when eating at my house...”

“Enough about that, let’s end the lesson for today.”

Having spoken as if informing, I moved the futon and pillows to the attic.

Technically, it was so cramped and low that it could hardly be called an attic; it felt more like a storage room. Still, the horizontal space seemed wide enough to provide a decent sleep.

The ambiance was also enhanced by the dim orange lighting.

Bent over while laying out the bedding, I popped my head out towards the staircase and gestured at Miyuki.

“Come up.”

Upon my beckoning, Miyuki, who had been blankly observing with her hands behind her, hastily climbed the stairs. As she ascended, her upper body leaned forward. The round neck of her T-shirt sagged due to gravity, fleetingly revealing her chest.

She wore a bralette that concealed everything except the upper part of her chest. Though it was a plain piece of lingerie, with Miyuki wearing it, it looked incredibly seductive.

Once she reached the top, she naturally lay down next to me and gazed at the ceiling. As she watched the raindrops falling on a small window located at a corner of the roof, she let out a long sigh, seemingly a bit tired.

“It’s really nice... cozy...”

“Feeling sleepy?”

“Not sure... maybe we should take a walk?”

“Let’s go for a walk after taking a shower… Let’s just rest for a bit.”

“Okay...”

Miyuki, drawing closer to me with slow movements, soon began to look at me intently.

Her eyes hinted at some kind of expectation, as if she subtly wished for me to touch her.

Our Miyuki... She’s come a long way.

*Click.*

I reached for the old-fashioned lamp’s cord and turned off the light. Given the time of day, the attic remained fairly bright. However, since it was raining, there was a certain dimness inherent to such days.

Being more enclosed than the living room, the mood felt even more heart-pounding than yesterday.

“Matsuda-kun.”

Miyuki, who was staring blankly at me, called.

I met her gaze and replied, “Yes?”

“Just because...”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. But, Matsuda-kun.”

“Yes?”

“Just...”

With a shy, trembling voice, she trailed off, probably wanting a hug. Just yesterday, she feigned being cold and with her cunning answer, got what she desired... sly like a fox. And now, she was behaving like this.

With an amused laugh, I pulled the blanket over our bodies.

Then, I placed my hand on Miyuki’s thigh, caressing it from top to bottom.

“Is it fun teasing me like this?”

“Yes, it’s fun... I want to continue...”

While we conversed, my hand glided over Miyuki’s soft skin, brushing past the hem of her shorts, and then stopped just above her knee. As I applied and released pressure with my hand, Miyuki chastised me.

“Don’t touch my thigh... you pervert...”

“It’s just a massage. You must be tired from all the walking today.”

“I didn’t even walk that much... just admit you want to touch me...”

“I phrased it like that because it makes it sound less sinister.”

“No, it makes it sound even more so.”

“That’s even better then.”

Maybe she liked the cool response because Miyuki giggled and playfully pushed my chest.

Given her increasingly bold attitude, I felt that the day I would forever hold a place in Miyuki’s heart was swiftly approaching.

Brrrr-!

A faint vibration noise echoed from the living room.

Whose phone could it be?

I didn’t know, nor did I care.

I pressed Miyuki’s shoulder, who was wriggling to get out of bed. She fluttered her big eyes a few times and,

“…..”

Upon seeing my gaze, she seemed to intuitively understand what was about to happen and grew calm.

I looked deeply into her eyes, and as her lids slowly started to close, I promptly pressed my lips onto hers.

“... Mmph...!”

Her stifled moan led her to naturally part her lips. I slid my tongue inside, caressing hers gently but more intensely than usual, imparting an indescribable emotion.

Had my plan worked?

Miyuki, who had been completely engrossed in our kiss, moved one of her legs over mine, which lay outside the covers.

A gust of breath escaped through her nose, her body pressed entirely against mine, and her hands clutched tightly onto the hem of my T-shirt.

Such a sight showed how she was unable to control her body in that state. She probably hadn’t noticed how aroused I was down below as well.

Just like the previous night, I slipped my hand under Miyuki’s shirt. Yet, she only hesitated slightly, her mind still lost in our kiss.

I seized that moment to explore. My hand brushed past her ribcage, traced the under-edge of her banded bralette, and then encased one of her voluptuous breasts.

Miyuki reacted instantly.

“... Hah...”

She broke the kiss and exhaled deeply, gazing at me with quivering, clouded eyes.

It must be intimidating, especially as it was her first time experiencing this. However, the curiosity and anticipation in her newly awakened desires were also palpable.

The thought to stop me must have crossed her mind,

But she must be curious too. If she just stayed still, what would happen? How would it feel?

Her growing curiosity must have threatened to overshadow her fears.

Moreover, the realization that this was a completely normal interaction between lovers,

And considering we’ve had various intimate touches until now, moving on to the next step must have seemed plausible.

“.....”

As expected, Miyuki stared at me, paralyzed, unable to react one way or another.

Though her face showed anxiety, a warm smile from me seemed to lighten her mood. That’s when I applied slight pressure with the hand that encircled her breast.

Squeeze.

After a slight resistance, a soft sensation radiated from my fingertips, pressing gently on her large breast.

A tingling sensation spread from my fingers throughout my body.

Even this sensation through her clothing was intoxicating. What would it have been like if my hand had slipped inside? The mere thought felt overwhelming.

“Ke, Ken-kun...! Wait... I...”

Miyuki called my name in a rush.

I paused, hand still on her breast, and whispered softly,

“Why?”

Perhaps reassured by my tender voice,

“Whoa...”

Miyuki let out a sigh, whether from excitement or tension was unclear. She then pulled my head towards her embrace.

Though our positions may have looked awkward, it didn’t matter.

Miyuki probably wasn’t even aware of such nuances at that moment.

Thus, I reigned in my desires, nestling within Miyuki’s embrace, gently caressing her breast-

“Mmm...”

-Until a short moan escaped Miyuki’s lips,

And the moment she recognized the sensuous sound she’d made, she, unfortunately, asked me to stop.

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