Eros' Stray Arrows

8. For Him

You and your girlfriend have been dating for over years now, you're both very happy and love each other very much, hell it's almost as if you two were already married, but you're both still studying and you clearly don't want to be a parent.

One day though, you two go on a date and it's very romantic, something took over you, it's been a long time since you guys' last almost sex event. Now you want her you can't hold it in anymore, you lean over the table and whisper in your girlfriend's ear "you. Me. Your place. Now"

Your girlfriend grins and gets up, almost jumping off the chair he was sitting on "check please!"

Of course you both split the bill and head off to the fated place.

It's not very difficult to reach your girlfriend's place; it happens to be located only a few blocks away from the school, behind a small shop with the sign "Kemono's Oriental Clinic".

Once you get to the front door you're surprised to see that her house is most unusual. The structure is the same as all other houses in your city, but the decoration is what sets it apart, it is covered in symbols that just don't any make sense to you; noticing your confusion, she explains, "Mom drew these, it's supposed to be something to help ward off bad influences. It's a cultural thing."

Your girlfriend  smiles and produces a key. With a click the door unlocks and the two of you step inside. If the exterior was unusual, the interior is even moreso; the first thing that catches your eye is the door; it's a sliding door, covered with some sort of film or paper that effectively prevents anyone from seeing beyond it. Why they would need something like that, considering whoever got in had to get past the front door, is anyone's guess...

"Mom! I'm home!" she  yells, and waits for a response. When none comes, she grins at you. "Looks like we're in the clear, c'mon!" She slides the door open and leads you inside. You note a distinct lack of chairs and the tables seem a bit too low; after some thought, you guess that you're supposed to lower yourself to the ground in order to accommodate the furniture. You also note that most of the floor seems to be covered in a soft carpet, which feels great under your feet. You admire it as your girlfriend takes you to the back of the house, to the door to her  room.

"Here we are, babe. My room." she makes a show of opening the door and letting you peer inside.

Wanting to be polite, and curious, you do what she's clearly inviting you to do and take a look. The interior is quite homey; a sizable but modest bed is covered with soft cushions and blankets, and the remaining space is filled with a vanity table, a large closet, and some small shelves. You see a number of books, but the topmost shelf gives pride of place to three well-loved stuffed dolls. Your girlfriend notices where you're looking and gives you a sheepish grin. "Ah... a girl sometimes likes to keep her old comforters," she offers defensively, clearly embarrassed that you've seen them.

You politely slip inside, waiting for her to join you. She closes the door behind her, and with a practiced flourish removes her clothes, shortly followed by her underwear. You're surprised to see the girl's  forwardness, but you suppose this is what you came here for after all, so you smile and strip off your clothes.

Your girlfriend admires you as you undress, giving you ample opportunity to admire her back.

"So, babe," she says, interrupting your reverie, "we can do this however you like. especially with a cutie like you." She winks at you, posing for your benefit.