The soft morning light pierced through the curtains, casting a warm glow through the room. Ayame's eyelids trembled as they fluttered open. After processing her surroundings, a soft smile formed on her face. Sora was inside her arms, his head resting on her breasts.
She felt his rhythmic warm breath on her skin, 'Shit, I can't get horny again,' She thought while biting her lips.
The memories of last night started replaying in her mind. Each touch, each moan, the warmth, everything came rushing back; making her heart race. They had managed to move to Ayame's bedroom, considering she didn't want them to sleep on the sofa.
While recalling the previous night, she suddenly felt a gaze, making her look towards Sora. And sure enough, he was awake, "Did I move too much? Sorry," Ayame asked with an awkward smile.
"No, no. It's just your heart suddenly started beating fast. Everything alright?" He asked while rubbing his eyes.
Ayame smiled, seeing his genuine concern, "Mhm, I am just thinking about how dominant you were yesterday, dear~,"
Sora's eyes widened with his cheeks getting a tent of red, "-I w-well, you le-d me o-on! I m-mean…" He started stammering, the memories beginning to flood his mind.
Ayame couldn't help but giggle at his shyness, she leaned in and kissed his forehead, "On a serious note, I was surprised how quickly you change personalities, like damn," Ayame was genuinely curious.
Sora still felt embarrassed, he didn't know what had taken over him yesterday, wait, was it today? They had done it at basically early morning. Well, whatever!
"Am I bipolar or something," Sora said with genuine confusion.
"Whatever you are, I will accept you no matter what," Her voice was filled with affection.
Sora's blush deepened, but he managed a shy smile, "thank you…"
Ayame cupped his face in her hands, making him gaze directly into her fiery blood-red eyes, "I think you mistake me, Sora-kun. I just don't think so, I know so," Sora could feel the possessiveness leaking out of her eyes and words, he wanted to drown in those beautiful eyes of hers.
While lost in her eyes, he instinctively leaned in and kissed her lips softly. Ayame was startled for a moment but soon enough, she also reciprocated and deepened the kiss. After some time, Ayame felt something poking her stomach, and both of them realized they were naked.
(A/N: Must have been pretty embarrassing, ey?)
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Ayame dressed up in some waist shorts with an oversized T-shirt. She didn't forget to give Sora some clothes too, for some reason, he couldn't the clothes he had worn yesterday…
Ayame gave him a solid black T-shirt with maroon trousers, he was surprised the colors matched his taste and even more surprised when they fit him perfectly, 'So she really is a yandere, damn,' Sora chuckled to himself.
'I wonder if she hid the clothes I wore yesterday in a secret room of hers, like those novel yanderes. That couldn't be the case right…?' He really wasn't certain, but if that was the case, it honestly sounded kinda ho-, 'Wait, what the fuck am I thinking,' He lightly slapped himself.
(A/N: I am definitely not projecting… *Cough*)
"Uhm, Ayame, what about school?"
Ayame, who was currently cooking, looked over her shoulder, "It's Sunday, Sora-kun. We can relax today,"
Sora sighed in relief, feeling silly for not remembering it was a weekend, "I completely lost track of time,"
Ayame softly chucked while flipping a pancake. Sora had offered to help, but Ayame insisted on doing it herself.
Sora watched her move around the kitchen with grace, feeling a warmth in his chest, but suddenly a realization dawned on him, "Wait! Ayame, we didn't use protection!" He practically yelled.
Ayame almost dropped the spatula in surprise, "It was a safe day for me, don't worry,"
"Oh,"
"Yeah,"
Now he felt awkward. Being unsure of what to say next, he just kept quiet. Ayame sensed his discomfort and said, "It's okay, Sora-kun. We will be careful next time,"
"Mhm," Sora hummed in response, 'Having sex again… I wonder how I gathered the balls to initiate it, me and my inconsistent personality….' He sighed to himself.
Ayame's tone suddenly turned mischievous, "And besides, I would love it if you had impregnated me, imagine a little version of you running around!! Uuu!! So cute!"
"Eh?"
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A/N: Hope you enjoy!! Sorry for the delay in chapter!
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