This is the story of Ayame, a young artistic gymnast who, due to a stroke of fate, can no longer practise her sport. In search of a new purpose in life, she comes to Sendai from her home town of Sapporo by chance to work in the house of a famous fig...
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Ayame woke up first. In an instant, while she was slowly coming to herself, everything came back to her. The exciting sex, the calming bath, their emotional conversation... it seemed like an infinitely long time ago. But it was only a few hours. The morning light shone through the east window of her room and the sun made her smile.
After their bath and the tears, they were simply exhausted and fell asleep in a deep embrace in their bed.
At some point in their sleep, they must have drifted apart, because Yuzuru was now lying on his stomach, his head turned away from her, the sheet had slipped, covering only part of his body.
She looked at his sleeping silhouette. His breathing body moved gently. It was hard to imagine at that moment that this now peaceful breathing had caused him difficulties so often in his life. But he had never given up fighting against these difficulties. And had come so far!
She admired him. And she could feel how she simply wanted to stay with him now - indeed, she had to! She would not leave his side.
Yuzuru moved a little. He woke up too, and Ayame moved closer to him, snuggled up to his back and wrapped her arm around his waist. She felt his warmth, the bare skin and realized that her body reacted immediately. The desire awoke in her again.
"Mmhhhh..." he mumbled. "How wonderful to wake up like this!" and he took her hand and pressed it to his chest, where he kissed her tenderly.
"Ohayou, Hanyū-san," she teased him. "I hope you slept well?" she covered his back with small kisses, pressing herself closer to him.
"Amazingly well, I wouldn't have thought," he continued to murmur.
After their intense ‚first time' and all the emotions that had happened during the night, it was possible that he wouldn't have slept a wink. But he felt excellent.
And, of course, he sensed that Ayame had awakened in every way...
"That pleases me immensely," she teased him further. "It seems we've discovered the right method to guarantee an excellent night's sleep!"
"Shall we check whether this method also works in the morning?" Yuzuru teased her, turning around to Ayame.
"I have absolutely nothing against it...", she whispered.
And Yuzuru didn't need to be told twice...
***
Breakfast was more like a brunch. They sat opposite each other at the counter and enjoyed fried eggs with raw vegetable salads and porridge with fresh strawberries.
Yuzuru laughed. Ayame ate with an incredible appetite. "Where are you eating all this?" "I could ask you the same thing," she interjected. "You're so thin it's scary." "Yes, but you know what strength I have now," he teased her and she blushed a little.
The morning sex had been wonderful, short but intense. She hadn't thought that all the feelings she had already experienced during the night could be repeated so quickly.
"Why are you so... so good in bed?" she now asked freely.
"Am I?" Yuzuru raised his eyebrows.
"Hm... that's right, I have little to compare it to..." she played the clueless one.
"What?!" She had caught him in his male vanity.
Ayame slapped him teasingly on the arm and laughed.
Serious again, she said to him: "You know you're sensitive and have been paying attention to how I'm doing all the time. Even though you had to deal with your own feelings. And you knew that I had little experience... you managed to make me feel like the most beautiful and desirable woman in the whole world! And you gave me orgasms like I've never experienced before..."
He looked at her in amazement and it was now his turn to be embarrassed.
"Well, if that's the way you see it..."
"Don't hide your light under a bushel! I swear to you, the, well... encounters I had before you were atrocious, no comparison to what we had."
Yuzuru was silent for a moment. "I feel the connection between us... always," he said suddenly. He had realized that at that moment.
Ayame looked at him in amazement. "That's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard..."
"That's because I mean it the same way!"
Silence.
"Then let's strengthen this bond so that it lasts a long, long time!", Ayame said firmly.
"That's the best idea I've ever heard!" said Yuzuru, smiling with relief.
"Let's visit Mizunomori Park after breakfast, have you heard of it?" he changed the subject to bring some lightness back to the whole situation, which was suddenly so emotional.
"No, but it sounds good. Is there a lake there?"
"Yes, and it's not far from here, you'll love the park! It's more like a forest in parts. I really love it and appreciate the fact that you don't have to leave the city to experience nature. Surprisingly, I was always able to move around freely there, they left me alone," Yuzuru explained, a little thoughtfully. „I think it will do us good today and... well, ground us a bit, bring us back down to earth," he smiled mischievously and Ayame blushed again.
"Agreed! Let's finish breakfast. I'll prepare us a picnic that we can take with us. Then we'll be flexible. What do you think?"
"That's a great idea! Oh, I'm looking forward to going there with you. It's been so long since I've been there..." Yuzuru was clearly delighted and clapped his hands enthusiastically.
