~Nobody's POV~
The thrusting continued for a while, until her walls tightened around him. "K-Kirito I'm gonna...!" She shouted, moaning and coming on his still hardened member. Kirito quickly pulled out and came beside her.
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~Your POV~
Some pain lingered in my body as I fell a twitching mess on the soaked bed. "A...ah..." Sighing softly, I was asleep the second my head hit the pillow. A thin layer of sweat covered my body. The last thing I heard was a soft chuckle.
"Goodnight, (Y/N)." Kirito smiled, and I felt something warm cover my entire back. It was shaking faintly and the bottom half was wet. That's the last thing I felt as I slowly let go of consciousness.
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~Kirito's POV~
"I love you so much, (Y/N)." I whispered, leaning close and spooning her warmly. Resting my nose on the crook of her neck, my hot breath leaned down her as I slowly started to doze off as well. My dreams consisted of (Y/N), and how amazing she is.
I want to marry her.
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~Your POV~
The soft and warm body that was Kirito awoke me. The fact that I had made it this far; waking up, meeting him once more... It was so amazing to me. That just a few weeks ago we were in class chatting like old veterans of a war... Now we're lying in bed together, getting this far.
"Kazuto..." Already I was thinking about marriage. Am I insane? Do I count as a stalker for always wanting to be by his side? Am I a creep for having wanted to do this for a few days now? So many questions.
'Sometimes relationships are hard to explain. Not friends, not enemies. Just two strangers with some memories.'
Having woken and stirred, Kazuto woke as well.
Does it matter anymore? If I call him Kazuto or Kirito?
"Good morning, Kirito." Smiling warmly, I turned over to face him. My bottom half still soaked, he didn't seem to notice. Wearily he opened his black steely eyes, his hues meeting my (E/C) ones.
He didn't even respond. He just stared at me. His face dark red. Opening my mouth to question him, he hugged me tightly, something hot and thin running down my bare back. Faint sobs were heard from his thin lips.
"Kazuto?"
"I'm sorry!" He yelled, clutching to me tightly. Honestly I was more lost in this situation than the people in horror movies.
"W-why?"
"B-because... I... I-I..." He gasped for air, his whole body quaking violently. Sitting up, I comforted him.
"Shh... Shh it's okay. I don't know why you're sorry. But it's alright. I promise. Just calm down, okay?" Managing a toothy grin to the male. He clutched to my wrist once more.
"(Y/N)... I can't..." He whispered.
"You can't what?" I replied softly, wanting to know badly what he meant.
"...I-I... can't date you anymore..."
