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Kyoko lay in bed, intently focused on the newest mystery novel she was reading. She was fully immersed in her book, so if she hadn’t felt the weight shift next to her on the mattress, she certainly wouldn’t have noticed Makoto entering the room.
She looked over, smiling. “Hey.”
“Hey, there.” Makoto smiled back at her, leaning over to plant a small kiss on her forehead.
Kyoko grinned before returning to her book, shifting a bit to be closer to her boyfriend.
After a couple of silent minutes, Makoto got up from the bed, but Kyoko didn’t give it a second thought. She just assumed he needed to do something and continued to read.
That was, of course, until she felt movement in front of her.
“Hello?” She raised an eyebrow playfully and smirked as she lowered her book and saw Makoto at the edge of the bed looking over at her.
Makoto didn’t reply, instead, he lowered himself until he was practically between her legs.
Kyoko now raised both eyebrows at this, confused by her boyfriend’s actions. “What are you–.” She was cut off by a sudden movement.
Makoto leaned in and kissed her inner thigh, making the girl shiver in delight.
Kyoko’s breath hitched in her throat and she almost dropped her book. “Ohh…” She let out a groan of pleasure at the feeling of Makoto’s lips.
Makoto lifted his head and their eyes met. “You like that?” He asked teasingly.
Kyoko bit her lip, looking away bashfully as she nodded, a blush overtaking her face.
Makoto chuckled as he leaned down again, trailing kisses up her inner thigh.
Kyoko set down her book as she squirmed, barely able to control herself now. “Makoto…” She moaned, no louder than a whisper.
Makoto moved from his spot between her thighs. “I didn’t know how much you’d enjoy that.” He grinned at her.
Kyoko shifted a bit in bed, practically rubbing her thighs together. “Makoto… Don’t stop now,” She pouted.
“Oh?” Makoto asked, smirking down at Kyoko.
“Please…” She bit her lower lip, closing her eyes.
“Well, I can’t say no to you.” Makoto eyed the girl lying below him, feeling a wave of arousal wash through his body. Seeing Kyoko all undone and vulnerable like this… There was something about it that was undeniably attractive to him.
He lowered himself down again, back to his place in between her legs.
Makoto kissed her thigh again, this time his lips lingered for a second and he began to suck and nibble on her soft skin.
Kyoko whimpered, trying to maintain at least some semblance of composure.
Makoto trailed his hand up and placed it on the waistband of her shorts, looking her in the eyes as he began to tug them down. When she nodded, he took them off completely, revealing her black, lacy panties.
Makoto ran a finger down her underwear delicately, putting the slightest amount of pressure.
Kyoko breathed in quickly and shakily breathed back out, her body shaking. Makoto took two fingers and applied more pressure, eliciting the same response, albeit a bit more prominent.
“May I?” He asked as he grabbed the waistband of her panties.
Kyoko nodded fast, not being able to wait much longer. “Please…”
Makoto pulled them down, her already dripping wet slit visible. She shivered a bit as her bare skin met the cool air of the room.
Makoto ran a finger through her folds, feeling the slick wetness.
Kyoko was practically writhing underneath him, shaking in anticipation at the thought of what was to come.
Makoto, seeing as she was already wet, slipped a finger in. He carefully thrust it in and out at a slow and steady pace. He could hear Kyoko moaning and whining and it only turned him on more. He could feel his cock hardening in his pants.
He removed his finger, making Kyoko pout slightly. When he took it out, he observed it for a second, seeing how it was now coated.
He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. “Shhh, hold on,” he said reassuringly.
He quickly opened a drawer from one of the bedside tables and pulled a condom out.
As he slid his pants and underwear off, he took the condom and slipped it onto his now throbbing cock.
“Mmm… Makoto,” Kyoko whined needily, waiting for him to continue.
“Are you ready?” He asked once the condom was on completely.
“Please…” She begged.
He got closer to her and she lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist.
Slowly, he inserted his dick inside her and felt her walls tense up as he did so. The feeling of her was almost too much to bear, and he involuntarily groaned.
He began to thrust his dick in and out of her, watching as her face twisted into one of pleasure.
“Oh my god,” Kyoko whimpered, getting louder now.
Makoto heard his girlfriend’s positive reaction and went faster. “You’re so beautiful,” He praised her, looking down.
Her hair was a little disheveled, cheeks red, tiny beads of sweat dripping down her forehead. It was so incredibly hot, Makoto could barely contain himself. He sped up just slightly.
“I’m so close. Makoto, I’m so close,” Kyoko said this fast, her breathing getting heavier and heavier.
Makoto kept his steady pace, paying attention to how Kyoko reacted to each thrust. He felt her walls tighten more as she reached her climax. He slowed down a bit as he helped her ride it out. Soon, he came as well.
Both of their chests rose and fell as they finished, finally regaining their breath.
Makoto kissed Kyoko’s lips as he pulled out slowly.
“You did so well.” He smiled at her.
Kyoko opened her eyes, though she didn’t look at Makoto. “...I love you.” She admitted, blushing.
“I love you too, Kyoko.” He gave her another kiss and got up to clean himself off a bit.
Coming back to the bed, he lay down next to Kyoko and held her, stroking her hair softly.
He really loved Kyoko. And if Makoto could do one thing in life, he knew he would want it to be making Kyoko happy.
Kyoko, the once cold and stand-offish girl who practically refused to talk to him. Kyoko, the girl who now lay next to him in his arms, completely vulnerable.
She was his life. He would never give up on her, and he knew she felt the same way.