Movie Night

I wasn't sure why I felt so nervous still. Natsuki and I had been a "thing" for most of the school year now, so butterflies like these should've gone away by now, right? But then why does my heart still pound like crazy whenever Natsuki comes over to my house?

Whatever, I had to calm myself and finish up preparing for her arrival. She's given me enough grief before whenever I answered the door with my clothes a mess, or my furniture untidy. She likes to put out a laid-back appearance, but she can really get on your case about the details when she cares.

Only a few more things to tidy up now... straighten the pillows, wipe down the counter-tops, check my clothes, put a password on my computer, check my clothes again, double check that my fridge has her favorite snacks... I think that's everything.

*BANG BANG*
*Bang... bang BANG*

There she was! Natsuki decided to start using a special knock not too long ago to let me know it was her; she thought it'd be a cute thing for us to do.
It is pretty cute.

"Anon? I know you're in there!" she shouted. "Let me in, its chilly out here!"

I didn't want to have her stand outside any longer so I ran over to the door. I undid the locks and opened the door to see her standing in my porch light, wearing the same cute outfit she did the first time she came over to my house.

In her hand was a plastic bag full of what I could only assume were more of her favorite manga.

Natsuki takes a swing at me with the bag, whacking me on the arm.

"Thanks for keeping a girl standing out in the cold, Anon - you're a real standup guy." Natsuki was shooting me playful glances while walking past me into the house.

I started rubbing my arm and put on an apologetic smile. "Haha, sorry. I just wanted to make sure everything was in order before you arrived."

Natsuki pauses in the hallway to the living room and turns around to look at me. Her tiny frame is highlighted by the silhouette she displays against the lit room. "It wouldn't kill you to try and set up your house beforehand."

I put on a sly grin - I've played this game with her before. "You should probably wear more than just that top and a skirt this time of year, you know."

Natsuki puffed out her cheeks a little and put her fists on her hips, shaking them side to side a little. "Cmon Anon, you know I don't have anything to go with this outfit! Why don't you pick something out for me some time?" She added a wink to the end of her question, as if she was trying to put me under her charms.

It was working.

My cheeks turned red as I lose some of my composure. Every time I think that I wont let her put me under her finger...

"Hehe~" she says gleefully. "You cant beat me at this Anon!" Natsuki says while clasping her plastic bag with both hands, swerving in place.

She makes her way over to where I'm still standing and takes my hand in hers. "Now come on, we need to get ready for movie night!"

Natsuki pulls me over to my couch to settle down in our usual spot. She takes a running leap at it and plops into her favorite area, which takes up most of the couch. She pulls a thick blanket that was on the couch around herself and wraps up like a burrito, laying there contently like a purring kitten.

I walk past her towards the kitchen and pull out a chilled bowl of her favorite movie snacks. Its made up of miniature marshmallows, chocolate kisses, and broken up graham crackers. She came up with the idea on one of our first movie dates together, saying it'd be like having a s'more in every bite.

When I walk back to the couch, her eyes light up at the sight of all the snacks. "Oh Anon, you're so sweet to me." Natsuki continues to snuggle further into the blanket burrito, until I can only see her eyes.

"How couldn't I be?" I say sincerely as set the bowl down on the coffee table. "You don't know it, but I'm just trying to give back to you what you've given to me. I'm trying to be as sweet as you are."

Natsuki starts to blush and looks at me sweetly. She doesn't say anything, but she doesn't have to. She just lays there and continues to bathe in the warmth of her fuzzy feelings.

Usually on nights like these, I'd go to whichever end of the couch Natuski wasn't taking up, but I was feeling so good so far that I just wanted to try and get closer to her, but I didn't want to disturb how comfy she looked...

I had an idea.

"Are you gonna sit down A-"

Without hesitation, I bend down and hook my arms underneath Natsuki's prone form, trying hard to not think too much about where I might be touching under all those layers. The shock on her face was apparent, even if I could only see her eyes.

"Anon, w-what are you doing?!"

I hoist Natsuki up into the air and hug her close to my chest so that she's secure, then spin around so that I can sit down on the couch.

Next, I plop myself down where she was just laying, being careful to not shake her too much as I get into a comfy position, then lay Natsuki down on me, her head just above my stomach.

"S-sorry about that Natsuki, I just uh..." My voice trails off a little as I try to clear my head and think about what I just did.
"I just wanted to be a little closer to you this time while we watch the movie."

Natsuki's face is so red I can feel the heat from her face on my chest. She looks somewhere between mad and excited, but I cant tell which.

"You-" she finally stammers out. "You dummy! You messed up my comfy spot! Now I need to find it again!"

Natsuki suddenly starts spasming on top of me, jumping up and down in an attempt to get into a position she finds comfortable. She doesn't hold back pressing against me and battering my body with hers until she finally settles down and snuggles into me, content once more.

Natsuki pauses for a moment before catching her breath and speaking up again.

"There... Are you okay Anon? Are you comfortable too?"

I'm no worse for wear, but I was just taken aback by how okay she was with what I did. I guess that maybe we were just at that part of our relationship now?
She'd never outright admit these kinds of things to me, and I've been called "oblivious" or "unobservant" before, so maybe it just took me longer to come to this realization.

"Yeah, let me just..." I say as I shift further down, placing her closer to my chest. "There we go... I'm comfortable now."

Natsuki looks up at me with her sparkling pink eyes and her rosy cheeks, a big smile on her face.

She closes her eyes and makes a *smooch* sound with her small, glossy lips before opening her eyes again and looking at me expectantly.

I crane my head down to return the kiss onto her forehead and we stare at each other silently for a moment before she turns back towards the TV and I turn it on, kicking off Movie Night.

															~~~Part 2~~~

We were a movie and a half into the DVD box set trilogy of the "Parfait Girls: Pastries of Passion - Director's Cut (With Bonus Commentary)" that I bought for today's Movie Night.

Natsuki and I were already caught up on the entirety of the manga series, so we were checking out the movie more from a curiosity standpoint than anything.

On more than one occasion so far she had said things like "That isn't how it happened in the manga!" or "They got this character all wrong!"

She even asked me to the pause the first movie at one point so that she could vent several minutes of complaints to me about how they botched the mother figure's origin story so badly, and that a translation to the big screen shouldn't have been this difficult.

She was right, of course. Even I feel like they dropped the ball there.

Each time she gave me a complaint, I would just wrap my arms around her blanket cocoon and give her an assuring hug before she settled down again, or whisper back to her how she was right while rubbing and patting her head.

Something was... different now though.

Natsuki had been strangely quiet for the past few minutes. Maybe she had fallen asleep into my arm? I didn't want to risk waking her up by checking if she was though. She had been facing away from the TV for some time now too.

The last few minutes of the movie had been focused on the past affair of Minoki with one of the earlier major villains.
It was starting to reach what could be described as the climax of Minoki's love affair with the villain, but had really been dragging on longer for this part than I remember it did in the manga. It's also been relying a lot more on "showing" rather than "telling."

"... a-aah~"

With the sounds coming from the movie, it was really starting to push some limits. Natsuki is right here too...

"-haa!"

I know I should probably be enjoying this, but these lewd noises were starting to make me feel a little uncomf-
Wait, no... that wasn't the movie that time; nobody was talking just then. And the strangest thing was it sounded a little... muffled?

I looked down again to see Natsuki, still laying there facing into my arm away from the TV. I hadn't noticed before, but even through all the layers of the blanket, I could see her cushioned form shaking a little.

I couldn't be certain of any one cause of what was happening or what was going on. Was she cold, even under all those layers? Did she come down with something while walking to my house in the cold? Or was she...

"... nnff~"

Another noise. Staring right at her, there was no question the sound came from Natsuki this time. Even as close as she was to me, she was making muffled noises into the blanket and into my arm.

The noises themselves sounded... well, erotic. Either from some fault of my own or the way she was seemingly involuntarily squeaking them out under her breath, I couldn't think of them any other way. What was she even doing? What could she do wrapped up like that..?

I've always tried to be considerate about giving people the benefit of the doubt on anything and respecting their privacy, but thinking about what she could be doing under the blanket... wrapped up out of my sight... My face went a bright red just imagining it.

But... she wouldn't be doing anything like that, would she? Right on top of me? Natsuki has a flirty side but-

As if on queue, I heard another whisper-like moan escape from Natsuki. Her voice was shaky with how much she was trying to keep it from getting out.

As time went on, I was only becoming more and more assured that she was doing something. I had no way to catch her though because of how wrapped up she was. Unless...

An idea came to mind that made my heart race and my palms sweat. I was almost certain she was doing something - and right on top of me no less! But if I was wrong about this I was about to get slapped, or much worse.

"~aahn..!"

... I also had to act before my forming erection became too noticeable to her. With how she was laying on me, it'd end up poking her right on her-

No. No, I can't think about that right now. I'd laid here long enough thinking. It was time to act.

Looking down one more time to check that Natsuki wasn't suspicious of anything, I raise my right arm into position above her, flattening my palm.

I take in a slow, somewhat shaky deep breath and brace myself for what I was about to do.

With one smooth motion I shoot my hand towards Natsuki - between her and the folds of the blanket - down the length of her body, and underneath her skirt to be met with...

her wet hand.

Her reaction was immediate and could be felt like a shockwave up and down her body. I felt my sweat turn cold, and could feel hers do the same.

The tension was heavy and thick. It could be cut by even the dullest knife with how palpable it felt. Something had to break it.

At this point she was still looking into my arm, visibly stiffened up out of shock.

"Natsuki..."

In an instant, she whips her head around to look at me. Her eyes go from my face to my arm and then down her shirt...
Her eyes widened in shock, as if finally realizing what had happened.

Somehow, despite being completely wrapped up in the blanket, Natsuki manages to throw it off onto the floor and scramble up off my chest and sit across from me. I had re-positioned myself to be sitting upwards now, still holding onto her hand with mine.

"W-what the fuck are you doing Anon?! I... You... you just cant..!"

My mind was rampant with arousal and bewilderment, but I was trying to stay composed for the time being. I cut her off with a sincere question.

"Why were you touching yourself on top of me Natsuki?"

Her eyes went wide once more and her face was as red as a cherry at this point. She knew she had been caught, but I know she'd never admit to it if she could get away with it.

I could feel her trying to get her hand out of mine, but I had a firm grip on her wrist. Not enough to hurt her, but I knew that she wouldn't be able to break out of it. Her only means of escape would be to try and lie her way out.

She put on her nervous, confident smile while preparing for a rebuttal. "H-ha! I have no... How dare... I should slap you right now! Why would you even say something like that?! You cant even prove anything! Why in the world would I-"

She wont admit to it. It was time to act again.

While Natsuki was just stammering out counter-claims to try and shift the blame, I just pulled her forward and sniffed her hand. I didn't really know what I was smelling for, but her fingers smelled sweaty and sweet.

Natsuki's composure broke and her face went red again. "A-Anon what the hell are you doing that's-"

Before she could go on again, I stuck two of her fingers in my mouth and starting licking them up and down. The taste was a little more bitter than the smell, but not unpleasant. The thought of what I was doing was making my heart race once again, and I could feel the arousal setting in.

Natsuki's face was practically steaming with how hot it was at this point. She yanked her hand out of my mouth and began melting into a nervous mess while trying to collect her thoughts.

"Anon don't you know where those were?! Y-you're so gross! And a perv! A-"

She cut herself off, realizing what she had done.

She had just confessed to and confirmed my claims.

Natsuki sank down with her legs crossed and her fists balled up between her legs, looking the most embarrassed I had ever seen her. She kept averting her gaze from mine.

I was starting to feel bad with the direction her reaction was taking. I didn't mean to embarrass her so much. I just wanted to be the one to corner and tease her into submission for once instead of vice versa.

I had to salvage this quickly, even if it meant being more direct with my intentions.

"You could've just told me what you wanted Natsuki..."

Natsuki perked up a little on hearing that and turned to look me in my eyes. She was looking a little better now, but she was still having a hard time saying what she wanted to.

"I just... I'm sorry for not letting you know." Natsuki said quietly. "I just wasn't sure how you'd react if I told you what I was thinking. You aren't supposed to just voice these kinds of thoughts or... urges to just anyone, you know?"

I felt a little curious at that statement. Natsuki had always been bold and blunt with... well, everyone. She's a little more reserved around me because she can hide her confident facade when we're alone, but I didn't think she would have to hide anything from me.

"Like what?" I asked plainly.

Natsuki was starting to look confused and surprised with how forward I was being. "A-Anon are you being serious? You can't just ask a girl what kind of private thoughts she has... they're private!"

I inched a little closer to her and placed her right hand in my left, putting the pressure on again.

"Natsuki..." I said very sternly. "I've already put my hand down your skirt. You can open up with me."

Her face started to turn pink when I reminded her of what I did, as if she had already forgotten out of embarrassment.

"Yeah, you did. Wait..." she says as if its finally dawning on her what's happening. "Yeah, you did! You pervert!"

Natsuki takes her free hand and batters it against my right arm a few times to blow off some of her emotions. There was the Natsuki I knew.

"You cant just put your hand down a girl's skirt Anon! Even if... even if..!"

Natsuki was having a hard time finishing her thought so I decided to help her out.

"Even if we're boyfriend and girlfriend, Natsuki?"

For some reason Natsuki hated it when I'd refer to us as boyfriend and girlfriend while in private. She'd use it to describe our relationship all the time in public when using it as a weapon against anyone who doubts us, but she always got shy whenever I said it with her.

Personally I think it's because she's afraid of the level of intimacy those words have associated with them. There are some things even Natsuki would be afraid to tell me at times.

"... Yeah..." she finally replies.

I inch closer again to pull her into an embrace. She's a little surprised at first, but quickly returns my embrace back, wrapping her arms around me. She places her head on my shoulder in the space of my neck and we lean against each other. In response I use my left hand to stroke her hair soothingly.

I try to get back to my first question. "You can tell me anything Natsuki... you don't have to be afraid of what I think. I'll always love you."

I can feel Natsuki tense up briefly in my arms, but she quickly relaxes and takes in a deep breath.

"Okay... I'll tell you..."

															~Flashback~

Natsuki's voice fills the void in my head as I imagine what she describes to me.

"Do you remember when we first reached this part of the manga together in the club room?" she says, referring to the movie.
"The... affair arc?"

I nod and say a quick "Yeah." in reply. Natsuki was always fidgety during those parts. We were already dating at that point, but I think the mixture of a heavily romantic plot and being in a public space where Sayori, Yuri, and Monika could see us reading really got to her.

She always blushed so much during those parts I worried she would just pass out on me. She would hardly ever look me in the eyes if I wanted to discuss what we were reading during that arc.

"Well..." Natsuki continues. "During the parts where Minoki was having her affair with the villain, I always had... dirty thoughts about them."

I wasn't surprised. Minoki has always been Natsuki's favorite Parfait Girl, so it makes sense she would be more empathetic to whatever she goes through, even sexual things.

"Its just that Minoki... she's the smallest out of all the girls, but she's also the strongest! I've always loved her. Then when she started having her thing with the villain, he was so big and strong compared to her..."

I only felt a little emasculated from that comment. I don't think Natsuki noticed.

"And then earlier, when I got here and you just effortlessly lifted me up and... kinda manhandled me... I felt those same kinds of feelings and had those same kinds of thoughts again."

Oh. I will admit, handling Natsuki was like waving around an extra large chocolate bar with how tiny she is. I just didn't think she...

"Then the whole time we were watching the movie and I kept ripping on it, I just couldn't get the images out of my head! Only now instead of Minoki and the villain it was... me and you..."

My face was starting to fill with blush listening to her talk about this. I could see why she was apprehensive to do so earlier now.

"The images just kept getting more vivid and graphic in my head! They wouldn't stop! I mean, I might've not been trying very hard to resist them..." she jokingly mumbles out "but then... the movie just kept getting closer and closer to that same scene in the manga and... I just lost control of myself seeing it again..."

															~Flashback End~

There was a silence after her last words. I could feel her starting to get a little more hot and bothered in my arms, but she was wasn't acting on it. Her embarrassment must be unbearable.

I wasn't doing too hot myself, however. Hearing Natsuki emotionally confess these kinds of things was really endearing to me... but the subject of her confession was really turning me on.

Maybe she's right. Maybe I am a pervert.

But I'm also her boyfriend, and I've been teasing her long enough.

"I'm sorry you felt like you had to deal with that alone Natsuki." I say soothingly...

Natsuki visibly relaxes in my arms.

Then, leaning closer to her ear, I whisper "But I don't want you to have to deal with these kinds of feelings without me..."

Natsuki's face switches to one of confusion and surprise, but I wouldn't give her a chance to respond just yet. I place my both my hands on her hips and get up in front of her, off the couch.

"I know what you want now, and I want nothing more than for you to be happy, so I'm going to give it to you."

"Anon what-"

Before Natsuki can finish her question, I hoist her up into the air. I'm not even the strongest guy, but it feels pretty effortless to do so, even holding her like I was.

Natsuki's incredibly small stature always placed me nearly two heads above her, so I wrap my arms underneath her butt and cradle her in my arms and against my chest, putting us face to face while her legs hang off to the sides of my stomach.

Natsuki's face was getting redder by the second as she realized what was happening. She could only manage to shyly look off to the side before saying anything.

"Anon... what are you doing?"

I titled my head to the side and planted a kiss on her rosy cheeks while whispering into her ear again.

"I wanted to make it up to you."

Natsuki pulled her head up to meet mine and had a curious look on her face.

"Make... what up to me Anon?" Her face was down to a light blush now.

I put on a grin. "I feel bad that I interrupted what you were doing earlier. I feel like you were close to finishing based on the noises you were making."

Natsuki shyly put on a cute, fanged smile. "I was trying so hard to not make any sounds but... I just couldn't help myself..."

At this point our faces were so close that out noses were brushing while we stared into eachother's eyes. All we had to do to hear each other was just talk under our hot, heavy breaths.

Natsuki went on. "So... how are you going to make it up to me?"

It was time to begin. I didn't want to restrain myself any longer, and I could feel like she didn't want to either. I pulled Natsuki closer to the point where I could feel her breath pushing against mine.

"Hopefully this is a good start."

I parted my lips and leaned into hers. At first there was a bit of hesitation, but Natsuki quickly relented and opened herself to me. It was the first time we had ever kissed like this, but it felt like something she had looked forward to this entire time.

Feeling her tongue intertwine with mine... tasting hers with mine... it sent shivers down my back.

I could still taste the movie snacks Natsuki ate earlier. Chocolate, sugar, and honey. I was getting a rush off of her.

Natsuki's arms and legs were wrapped around me now, squeezing her against me. Her still wet underwear was pressed against my stomach too, reminding me of what I told her.

We pulled our lips away from each other, leaving a thin strand of our mixed spittle to hang between us.

She blew it at me, causing it to break and stick to my chin and neck.

Natsuki let out a quiet giggle.

"Hehe. So... what are we doing next, Anon?"

Natsuki was still in my arms at this point, so I started to slowly rock side to side, subtley grinding her against me. She seemed to notice and her gaze began drifting downward.

"Well," I started to answer, "I told you that I wanted to make it up to you, and that starts by helping you finish where you left off earlier."

I faced towards the couch and lowered Natsuki onto it, releasing my grip on her. Only... Natsuki wont let go of me.

I wait a few moments befote speaking up. "Natsuki you have to stop hugging me. I cant do much with your arms around my neck."

Natsuki just shrugs and has a playful smile. "Nu-uh, I don't want to let go!" She's obviously enjoying this. Her legs are swinging back and forth a little as she toys with me. "Find a way to work like this for now."

She's left me in an akward, hunched over position. I can work with this though. "Okay, as you wish." I say.

I can see Natsuki's grin turn to a sly smirk when she hears my response. Does she have a thing for being dominant too?

Regardless, I lean back into her neck and slowly start kissing her. Her grasp on my neck loosens as she feels the sensation of my lips on her skin, leaving her only clawing at my shirt.

I make my way down her neck to her collarbone. Meanwhile, my hands have been massaging her legs, making their way up as I moved down.

Her hold on me is reduced to her finger tips grazing my face as I get into position to give her the same treatment up her legs.

I start taking off her pink knee socks that have thus far served as her only clothes for her legs, but I'm interrupted by a quivering Natsuki.

"No... leave them on..."

I shoot Natsuki a grin and continue on my way up her leg, kissing her thighs while slowly making my way to what's hidden under her skirt.

I her skirt further up her legs every time I inch further along. I've reached her inner thigh and can hear small whimpers escape from Natsuki every time I plant a kiss on her soft skin.

Suddenly, I'm as far as I can go, with only her bunched up skirt in the way of seeing what's underneath.

As if to preserve the reveal for just a little longer, I reach under the skirt, sliding my hands along her skin as I do, and take a hold of Natsuki's underwear.

I slide them off of her, eliciting some moans of pleasure as they pull away from from her. They're a simple white and pink striped pattern with cute pink lace detailing. That doesn't matter to me though, now they're just on the floor.

As if to prepare the both of us, I look up and ask her a question.

"Are you ready Natsuki?"

She looks back down at me with her fist covering her mouth and her chest rapidly rising and falling. All she can do is give me a quick nod before tilting her head back out of anticipation.

I lift the cover of her skirt.