[Suzu] Really?

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I love you long time, Thighs.
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Really?


I wonder if anyone has ever gotten suspicious about Suzu coming into the male dorms so many times a week, mainly after curfew. I mean, she comes in a point where a few guys are still up and relaxing down in the common area, blowing by them without a word to come up to my room. It used to be because of nightmares and her wanting to cuddle up with me in bed, but recently...

Well, recently it's become a bit more intimate than that.

We haven't actually gone all the way yet, but we've tried a few things. It's an interesting experience, to say the least. She seems to enjoy it more than I do actually, and that's not to go saying that I dislike what we're doing. She's actually fairly good at it, for us both being inexperienced. We haven't really gone and said that having sex was out of the question, though, as I'm certainly up to the idea if she would happen to be. That's also not to say that we try something every night she comes over, as she still does come over after a bad nightmare or when she just wants to cuddle up to my 'soft and warm' body, as she's told me before.

Now, here she stands in my doorway, wrapped in her usual blanket and dressed in her normal bed clothes. She gives me a bashful smile tonight, knowing she really doesn't have to explain her presence as this hour. Her face still always turns a light red color in the cheeks when I open the door, as she has always been a bit awkward and on the shyer side of things. I give her a tired smile, wrapping the figure in my doorway in a gentle hug. With that, I break off and turn my body to the side to give her a clear path into my room, bowing and resting my stomach on my forearm. She laughs with her voice showing a tiny bit of rasp; it's been going slightly hoarse over the past few weeks with her more frequent walks over to my room. It is mid winter, so it's not really surprising to me.

"Always such a gentleman aren't you, my darling?" She flashes me a cute smile before stepping past me and into my room. She drags her body over to my bed and situates herself in her usual spot, which just so happens to be the half of the bed that's up against the wall. She doesn't bother putting herself under my covers and pats her hand on the empty space beside her, an open invitation for me to join her. I shuffle on over and lay myself down beside her, wrapping her in my embrace after I get myself situated. She faces her body towards me before putting her arms around my waist, pulling herself closer to my body. Once our bodies are together, she rests her forhead against mine and closes her eyes for a moment, rubbing the tip of her nose against mine. She's really into the cutesy, lovey-dovey stuff, and I can't say I'm against it in any way, shape or form.

"So, my love, what brings you here tonight?" I question, knowing the responses to this question are basically limited to three possibilities.

"Honestly, no real reason. I had a good dream for the first time in years before waking up and coming over here, you know?" She prods at me, knowing I'll want to know what it was about.

"Oh really? Well then, why don't you tell me a bit about it?" I respond back playfully before planting a light kiss on her forehead. She blushes a darker shade of red than the one that had shown on her cheeks in my doorway, stumbling a bit as she begins her story.

"W-well, the dream actually had you in it." She's certainly caught my attention with that. It's quite an intersting feeling to have a girl admit that she had a dream about you. Her admitting this actually brings some heat up to my cheeks, as I can feel myself blushing while she stares into my eyes. She lets out a little girlish giggle before continuing on with the story.

"In the dream, we were on a beach. It was literally just us, the ocean, the sand and the sky. We actually just ended up holding hands and walking along the shoreline for a while, something that I can... Well, I guess I can say I would absolutely love to do with you some day." Her face lights up at this idea being brought up, giving me a possible idea for our next summer vacation.

Her next movement catches me completely off guard, though. She rolls her body over top of mine and leans down to kiss me on the lips. The kiss is filled with a sort of lust and passion that I've only felt during our nights of 'fooling around', so I can tell where this is going. Before continuing on with our antics, she parts her lips from mine. Her face looks as if she got caught with her hand in the cookie jar as a child. To be honest, it's an insanely cute look on her. I stare into her eyes with a puzzled look on my face, not only at the sudden change of events, but also as to why she looks so embarrassed.

"What's up?" I question, a bit confused at the abrupt changes that have occurred within the past few moments.

"Uh, w-well... the dream may or may n-not have been the only reason I came over here tonight. In fact I... well, I..."

"Spit it out, dear. No point in stopping now."

"I was wondering if you wanted to try having... erm, well you know... t-tonight?" She stumbles over her words as she finally gets the question out into the air. My heart starts racing, as my mind continues to try to wrap around the question she just asked me. She looks away from me out of embarrassment, which causes me to let out a little laugh. I pull my hand up from her waist and turn her head to face mine, giving her a quick peck on the lips.

"You're so cute when you're embarrassed, you know that right?" She smiles lightly at me, her cheeks still a very rosey shade of red. "On a serious note though, I'm comfortable with doing whatever you want. You know that."

"W-well then, let's give this a try..."

I take myself out from under her for a brief moment to go searching for a pack of condoms that I had purchased the other week. Honestly, you never know when you're going to need them. Unfortunately, it appears that I can't find the box. I continue rummaging through my things, going on a scavenger hunt to find the item. After a good five minutes of searching, I triumphantly return the bed with the foil package.

We situate ourselves as we had before, me on the bottom with her positioned on top. She has already gone through the process of removing her clothing, only her red and white striped bra remaining on. My pants have also found their way on the ground, my length resting right outside of the gateway between her legs. As I go to slide myself in, I feel her body - which was upright - go limp. She begins falling down on top of me, her torso slamming down onto my hands as I protect myself from the fall.

So, after all of the trouble we just went through, she passes out right before we get into it. A bit disappointed, I slide her body off of mine and put her underwear back on her, right before getting up and putting mine back on. I slide into bed next to the peaceful girl and cover us both with my quilt, turning my bedside lamp off and wrapping my arms around her waist. As I pull her body in close to me once again, just as we were to start this cycle, I can't help but think of one word:

Really?