Warning! This is a lemon chapter!
Kyoko turned the tap and shut the water off, walking out of the shower completely wet. She stepped out and took a towel to dry herself her off before putting on a black tank top with black briefs. She had an idea, and wrapped the towel around her body.
Makoto was in the living room, reading a book on the couch when he heard his girlfriend walk out the bathroom. She waited for him to look at her, then dropped the towel. Makoto became flustered and tossed his book aside to cover his face with his hands. He then heard Kyoko giggle, and peeked through his fingers to see her wearing clothes.
"Relax. I was just teasing", she said. "Although, could it be that you did want to see me naked?" Makoto looked away in embarrassment while his lover sat next to him. "If it's a problem, then may I remind you we love together now, so..." "Yeah, I know. I also know this wouldn't have been the first time I've seen you naked." Kyoko blushed at her boyfriend's comment.
It was true, though. She remembered it like it was yesterday. Her and Makoto making love for the first time. And that was only a year ago, literally one week before he asked her to move in with him into the apartment they are currently in.
"You know Makoto, if you really want to see me naked, you just have to ask", said Kyoko, a red tint appearing on her face. "What?!" The lavender haired woman chuckled and hugged Makoto. "W-wait, are you serious, Kyoko? Do you really want to..."
She didn't respond, just continuing to snuggle up against the young man. "Why? Is it too much pressure? If it is, then..."
"I-It's not! If you really want to do it, we can." Kyoko looked her boyfriend in the eyes. "This isn't pier pressure, Makoto. Just tell me what you want."
Makoto began to think on an answer, not noticing a tent forming in his pants from staring at Kyoko's cleavage. She looked down to see it. "Is that your answer? I'm still waiting." Makoto closed eyes, only to end up seeing mental images of his girlfriend from when they had their first time. He opened his eyes and looked at Kyoko. "Y-yes. Let's do it again. Can we?" Kyoko smiled and deeply kissed Makoto. "Now was that so hard?"
Lemon time
Kyoko rolled her hips, grinding against Makoto's bulge. "Now don't feel like you have to hold back on what you want to do to me, okay?" Makoto nodded.
He looked down at Kyoko's shirt and slid his hands underneath, slithering up to her breasts and cupping them in his hands. She let out a shuddering breath at the touch. Makoto began to kneed the two breasts, making her groan a bit. "How does that feel?" "Same as last time: good. Really good."
Makoto continued fondling his girlfriend's breasts, even pressing on the nipples with his thumbs. She hummed in satisfaction, leaning in to give the love of her life a sensual kiss. He slid his hands down, taking hold of the hem of the woman's shirt and removing it from her torso, then he watched as her breasts jumped out.
"You haven't seem them in quite some time, huh?", Kyoko said. She took Makoto's hands and put them on her breast. But, surprisingly, he inserted one in his mouth, giving it a long suck. The couple tilted to the side, making Makoto's slippers slide off, and rested on the couch. Kyoko helped him remove the vest he wore over his pajama shirt, while he didn't stop sucking on her breast once. She could already feel herself become wet. It was unfortunately hard for her to finger herself because of the position she and her boyfriend were in, so she had to endure her throbbing vulva. But hey, at least Makoto was making her breasts feel good.
He felt his mouth become dry a bit, so he popped his girlfriend's breast out of his mouth and looked into her eyes. "U-um, Makoto", said Kyoko with a red tint on her face. She lifted her finger and pointed down. Makoto looked at where she was gesturing to see a noticeable wet spot on her briefs.
"O-oh. Sorry." Kyoko chuckled and placed a kiss on Makoto's lips. "It's fine. You're still doing a good job." "You think so?", asked the young man with a blush. "I know so", responded his lover. She moved closer to him and put her hand in his pants, taking hold of his erection that had formed. He winced at the feeling of her damaged, but soft, hand. He looked down at her crotch, and slid his hand in her pants, rubbing her clitoris with his fingers.
They both joined their lips in a kiss while pleasuring each other by their lower areas. Each of them felt their bodies warming up, and gained the urge to take off whatever remaining clothes were on them. They gave in to said urge and separated only for a short bit to undress, only to jump back into each other's embrace and make out. Makoto towered over Kyoko, staring into her eyes after they had just kissed passionately. "You're so beautiful", he said. It was meant to be a thought, but he said it out loud instead.
Kyoko smiled at him and caressed his face. "Should we move on?" Makoto gulped and nodded. He watched as his girlfriend slid away from underneath him. She walked over to a small desk and opened the drawer, taking out a small wrapper.
"Kyoko, is that a condom?" "I'm a detective, Makoto. I'm always prepared." "You knew this would happen?" Kyoko walked over to her lover. "We live together, now. It was only a matter of time."
She kissed him, then tore open the wrapper. She slid the rubber down onto his shaft, then straddled his waist.
"Are you ready?", asked the young woman. Makoto nodded. "I am." Kyoko slid down her boyfriend's cock, shivering at the feeling of it inside of her. She rolled her hips, then began to move up and down. Makoto rested his hands on her sides while Kyoko rested hers on his shoulders. Deep down, the young man was happy. Ever since their first time, he's been so excited for them to do it again. And here they were, making love. No amount of masturbation could live up to how amazing this was. The two lovers looked into one another's eyes, then kissed once again. They separated and shared a smile, then held each other closer.
Makoto thrusted faster, making Kyoko squeeze him tight and practically dig her nails into his flesh. Her boyfriend cupped his mouth on her shoulder, sucking on it lovingly. The lavender haired woman gasped at this action, then began to moan out loud while hopping up and down faster. "You feel so good, Kyoko", panted Makoto. "I think I might cum soon."
"M-me too!", moaned Kyoko. "I'm almost at my limit!"
The lovers moaned together, until both of them felt their climaxes coming up. "Kyoko!" "Makoto!"
With his final thrust, Makoto came, and at the same time as Kyoko.
Lemon end
Kyoko rested her head against Makoto's chest, smiling blissfully. "That was...", began Makoto. "Incredible", finished his girlfriend. He gently moved her off of him so that he could pull out. He took off his condom and walked over to the bin to throw it away. Once that was done, he returned to the couch to snuggle with Kyoko. "I get the feeling we're going to be sleeping on the couch tonight?", she asked. "I guess so", answered Makoto.
They both chuckled, and continued to snuggle lovingly.
