How to Ruin a Romantic Comedy

I was at home when Miyuki called. I drove to the location she gave me.

Not long after I parked on a nearly deserted alleyway,

Click.

Miyuki opened the passenger door and got in.

“Am I late? Sorry. I was saying goodbye to everyone…”

“I only waited for about three minutes, so don’t worry about it.”

“Okay…”

Miyuki’s face was filled with tension.

She seemed to have a vague idea of what would happen at my place.

It was proof that she had steeled herself for it.

The car was silent on the way home.

Miyuki just stared out the window until we arrived, and I didn’t say a word, letting her gather her thoughts.

She finally spoke when I turned off the engine after we got home.

“Matsuda-kun.”

“Yeah?”

“I’m going to shower first.”

“I’ve already drawn a bath for you.”

“Have you washed up, Matsuda-kun?”

“I need to as well. In the shower.”

“Okay.”

Her voice was filled with determination.

If she had been alone, she might have been clenching her fists.

I walked side-by-side with Miyuki along the stone path and into the house. As she headed to the open-air bath with her shopping bag, I quickly threw off my clothes.

After taking a thorough shower, I lay down comfortably on the futon, turned on the TV, and waited for Miyuki.

Miyuki finally came out of the bath after a long time.

With a towel wrapped around her head, the first thing she checked was the firmly closed window.

Even the sliding window separating the kitchen was shut, making the living room completely sealed off.

As Miyuki looked around, she swallowed hard.

Watching her, I lifted the blanket I was under and patted the spot next to me.

Miyuki cautiously approached, lay down, and pulled the blanket up to her chin.

Seeing her hand, which was clutching the edge of the blanket, trembling slightly, I spoke.

“You worked hard today.”

“…You worked hard too, Matsuda-kun…”

“I didn’t do anything, though.”

“Still… you helped us by checking tickets and running errands. I was really happy with just that.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah… Oh, and when you came in and told everyone to eat… when you cursed…”

“Yeah.”

“The ghost in makeup then was Saya, you know? At the after-party, Saya said you looked hilarious when you were surprised, and everyone loved it.”

So the one dressed as that long-nailed monster was Saya.

Not that I’ll remember tomorrow anyway.

“Talking behind my back, huh? Let’s see if you can say that to my face.”

Did the lighthearted jokes while talking about the cultural festival ease her tension?

Miyuki let out a small laugh and scooted a little closer to me.

Lying on her side, she straightened my bangs and said,

“From what the others were saying today… I think they’re starting to feel more comfortable with you. So don’t act all… cynical like you used to. Got it?”

“Do I really have to?”

“I think it’s much better than the alternative.”

“Fine… I get it.”

When I nodded obediently, Miyuki’s eyes curved into a smile.

Smiling brightly, she met my gaze and moved her plump lips.

“Are you going to watch TV…?”

“Well… I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you know…?”

She was implicitly asking what we were going to do tonight, but her tone was clearly tinged with fear.

She had prepared herself, but now that the moment was here, her fear must have grown.

I slowly turned my body toward Miyuki and gazed at her.

“…..”

The already quiet atmosphere grew even heavier.

If it weren’t for the sound of the commercial on TV, it would have been much more awkward.

“Your hair is pretty…”

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Miyuki’s sudden compliment as she studied my face.

One corner of my mouth lifted as I said,

“You’re the one who fixed it.”

“Right…”

“Are you tired?”

“No… not tired at all.”

“Your eyes look glazed over.”

At that, Miyuki forced her eyes wide open.

“They’re not glazed over.”

I burst out laughing at her cute antics. With the mood lightened, I subtly reached for her hip.

Thump.

She flinched the moment my hand touched her.

Then, as if to calm her racing heart, she let out a long sigh.

“Haaa…”

Even though this was a familiar touch, her reaction today was intense.

At some point, Miyuki’s eyes had become moist, and her body was trembling again as if in an earthquake.

She can’t control herself.

I gently hugged Miyuki and asked in a very soft voice,

“Should we just sleep tonight?”

“…..”

She slipped her arm under mine and hugged me tightly, as if she might break.

I placed an affectionate kiss on the crown of Miyuki’s head, from which the faint scent of plums was rising, and gently patted her bottom as if lulling a child to sleep.

“Hnng…”

Did she like this show of affection?

Miyuki let out a sweet, nasal sound like last time and buried her face deeper into my chest.

Then, she answered the question I’d asked earlier.

“I don’t want to sleep…”

“You don’t want to sleep?”

“Yeah… I’m not sleeping… Do… do that…”

“Do what?”

“That thing from before… when we were eating yakitori… what you did then…”

Miyuki mentioned the physical contact from the haunted house, her voice sultry and coquettish.

She must have liked it.

I grinned at her, seeing she was being more proactive than usual.

Swoosh.

I gently pushed Miyuki’s shoulders, laying her flat on her back, and then climbed on top of her.

“…..”

She held her arms tightly to her chest and blinked.

Unlike before, I could see she was fluttering with anticipation.

I slowly lowered my head and licked her lips, not just the corners.

Just like our first kiss, very slowly.

“Hngh…!”

Miyuki let out a short moan, and a long breath escaped from her sharp nose, tickling the space above my lip.

I ended the kiss by gently biting and pulling on her lower lip, just like our first time, and then softly caressed her cheek.

Then, I said the words I’d wanted to say since I first met her, words I had kept locked away in my heart until now.

“I love you, Miyuki.”

At the same time, Miyuki’s pale, trembling body went still.

Her already large eyes widened even more.

“I, I… I love you too… Ken…”

She responded to my confession by calling my name without any honorifics.

With a radiant smile, and with all her heart.

That was the fuse.

Having revealed our feelings for each other, we pressed our lips together, our pleasure building with each intensely passionate touch.

Miyuki’s tongue slipped into my mouth.

While it explored my teeth, I pushed her T-shirt up.

“Hmph!”

Miyuki flinched as her top was rolled up.

She was flustered, but she didn’t stop playing with her tongue, as if she had absolute faith in me.

I continued to stroke her, tickling the area around her ribs and the side of her breast.

“Hahh… Hmph!”

Miyuki let out several short breaths through her nose and tried to wedge her leg between mine.

I pulled my face away from Miyuki, who was showing me with her whole body how aroused she was getting. I used my tongue to snap the long strand of saliva stretching between our lips and drew it into my mouth.

The sight must have been quite lewd, because Miyuki’s mouth fell open.

Taking that chance, I felt the texture of Miyuki’s bra.

The neckline was very low. If I moved my fingertips up just a little, I could feel her soft, bare skin.

And it didn’t feel plain like usual, but had a more intricate, lacy feel.

There was something like a ribbon on the bridge between the underwires.

It’s lingerie. She even prepared underwear like this… How thoughtful of her.

“Matsuda-kun… you’re being a pervert…”

I dismissed her cute complaint with a light laugh and tried to take off the rest of her rolled-up T-shirt.

“…..”

At that, Miyuki turned her head to the side.

Letting out a low chuckle at Miyuki’s apparent shyness to meet my eyes, I pressed my lips just above her straight, slit-like belly button and sucked.

“Aahk…!”

Her hips writhed, almost bucking.

The arm she’d raised had come down at some point and was now pulling at my hair.

She really felt that. Good.

I stopped trying to lift the T-shirt and focused on caressing Miyuki’s fair skin.

Starting from her waist, to her ribs, her solar plexus, and her upper chest.

Every time my lips and tongue touched her skin,

“Hah…! Hngh…!”

Miyuki let out intermittent moans, her whole body trembling.

How much time had passed? I think I spent about thirty minutes just caressing Miyuki’s upper body.

The result of my efforts was satisfying.

“Hah… hah…”

Miyuki, whose body had gone completely limp, was panting heavily.

As if to show how aroused she was, beads of sweat had formed on her body.

I poked her waist, which had started to glisten.

“Hyaak…!”

When a cry similar to a moan burst from Miyuki’s lips, I pressed myself close to her side.

Then I moved my hand down and pressed the tip of my middle finger firmly against her crotch.

“Uuh…”

She gritted her teeth and squeezed her legs together.

The tip of my finger was moist. She was quite wet; it seemed like it was about time.

I brought my lips to her ear and said in a gentle tone,

“Can you raise your arms?”

“Don’t wanna… Don’t wanna…”

She refused in a slurred voice but raised her arms anyway. It was so adorable I could die.

I slowly took off Miyuki’s T-shirt, then placed a hand on her back and applied a little pressure.

Miyuki’s upper body lifted slightly.

I then unhooked the bra clasp at her back.

With a soft click, the band sprang apart.

“Ah…!”

After removing Miyuki’s bra as she gasped, I laid her back down, squeezing my eyes shut for a moment before opening them again.

Because I had seen Miyuki’s large breasts bounce.

For a second, I almost let out a gasp of admiration.

A shape and size so beautiful it made my mind go blank.

More blood rushed to my cock, which was already swollen to the bursting point.

After admiring Miyuki’s breasts for a moment, I gently poked her protruding pink nipple with my fingernail.

In response,

“Hyaaang-!”

Miyuki’s body writhed as she let out a moan full of arousal.

Was she embarrassed to have made such a sound?

She pressed her lips together tightly, covering her chest with one arm and her eyes with the other, hiding her bashful expression.

Her action snapped me back to my senses. Taking advantage of her shyness, I pulled at the shorts resting on her hips.

The shorts slid down before Miyuki had a chance to say anything.

I paused there and placed my hand on Miyuki’s lower abdomen.

Then I stroked it gently, as if soothing a pain.

As if reassured by the gesture, the tension left Miyuki’s legs.

I chuckled at the sight of her wiggling her cute toes, then very carefully brought my hand to the side of her panties, watching her reaction.

“…..”

Miyuki’s body was still.

There was no sign of resistance.

Even her knees were bent. A sign that she was ready to lift her legs.

It seemed like she was thinking, ‘Just let it happen…’

Relieved, I slowly peeled off Miyuki’s panties.

As the panties slid past her plump mons pubis, her wet pussy was revealed beneath.

It was as pretty and smooth as her breasts.

I unknowingly swallowed hard and finished pulling Miyuki’s panties off her toes.

Then, I admired her completely naked body.

“Matsuda-kun… stop staring… please…”

As if feeling my gaze from under the arm covering her eyes, Miyuki chided me in a pleading tone.

“Hah…”

I let out a breath to calm my pounding heart, took off my pants, spread Miyuki’s legs and rested them on my thighs, and placed my cock against her pussy.

Tap.

As the heavy, hard thing touched her thin, sensitive skin,

“Hik!”

Miyuki flinched and moved the arm covering her eyes.

Her eyes, looking up at me without even thinking of looking down, were wide open.

She looked thoroughly startled, but after seeing the concern on my face, she bit her lip hard.

“D-don’t… make it hurt…”

Her tone was resolute.

I nodded and replied.

“I’ll try. Tell me right away if it hurts.”

“Okay…”

Just as I was about to attempt penetration,

“Agh!! Aaaaaaagh!! Matsuda-kun…! It hurts…! It huuurts!!”

Miyuki suddenly started screaming her head off.

I stared at her, dumbfounded for a moment. She squinted her eyes open and asked in a frightened tone,

“Is it in…? Did you put it in…?”

“No. I haven’t even touched you yet.”

“…Really…?”

Miyuki kept her eyes on me as she lowered her hand.

It was a move to check whether I had entered her or not.

After confirming that nothing was touching her down there,

“…..”

She pressed her lips together and turned her head away.

After a moment, she whimpered in a tiny voice,

“It’s because of you, Matsuda-kun…”

“Because of me?”

“You… I don’t know… Anyway, it’s your fault, Matsuda-kun…”

I gave a soft smile at her cute grumbling and soothed her.

“I guess I was a little hasty. I’m sorry. Should we take a break?”

“…Yeah… Hold me…”

Miyuki pouted and held out her arms.

I hugged her as if she were precious and passed the time by gently patting her sweat-drenched back.