I Love You So Much - A Doki Doki Smut/Lemon Fic (Yuri x Natsuki x Reader)

Love, Literature, and Lots of Sex

I walk into the literature club for the fifth time this week. It's Friday, and there's no place I'd rather be. My friend Sayori smiles at me, and flashes a poem in my face. 'Read it!' I laugh, take it, and read it over. It's about a cat who loves eating flowers. Adorable. Ever since the festival, Sayori has been working harder on her poems. Maybe it's the medication she talks about from time to time. She stares me in the eyes eagerly. 'Whaddya think?' I can't think of much to say. Her friend James has been at the club longer, and is more used to her style of writing. He's not here today, so it's my job to critique. 'It's amazing, Sayori! I really like it.' Sayori beams. I've only known her for a couple of weeks, and she's dating James, but she seems very interested in what I have to say. 'Wow, thanks!' I smile awkwardly. I'm more used to Yuri's kind of writing. She's another member of the club, and she's... well, she's amazing. We've become great friends since I joined. Natsuki and Monika, the other two members, are talking in the corner. Yesterday Monika announced that we have a school camp next Monday, and that we are going to work on poems to present. I'm excited. We stay in cabins, and although I'm not exactly outdoorsy, it sounds fun.

Yuri walks up to me and snaps me out of my trance. 'Uhm... [Y/N]... Do you want to read together today?' I grin. Of course I want to read! I nod eagerly, and she tentatively takes my hand, leading me over to the desk. Her face is kind looking, with soft features and deep, purple eyes. Her figure is slender and... Voluptuous. I scold myself a little for thinking like that. We've only been going out for a couple of weeks, I can't be thinking perverse things like that yet. But I can't help it. Her hips are wide, her backside firm, and her bust impressive in size. I sit down at the desk next to her. She pulls out a white book, a romance we've been reading since we finished portrait of markov. We're both avid readers, but I notice that she reads much more slowly during the... steamier passages. I wonder if that's because she's embarrassed reading it, or if she's just lingering over the writing a little more. She's now leaning into me, like she usually does. She's so attractive. I'm going red, so I concentrate on reading. I notice that her hand is on my thigh. I'm not sure if it's on purpose, but I do the same to her. Even though we're technically an item, we're both usually too nervous to touch much. We've had one brief kiss, and a hug. She notices my hand, and smiles. Her breathing deepens a little, like she's calmer. It's nice.

We read one chapter of the book, a heavy tension in the air. I can't help but think some rather lewd things while we read, maybe because of the story, or maybe because of the pretty girl resting her arm on my leg and purring. By the time we close the book, there's some remarkable activity between my legs. I hope she doesn't notice. She stands up, and softly grabs my arm. She's recently taken on the habit of leading me around by the arm. It's adorable, and it's nice to see her expressing some assertiveness. I stand up, without saying a word, and she speaks. 'Come with me, please...' I notice a damp patch where she was previously seated. She was probably sweaty. After all, it feels rather hot in here. We walk over to the cupboard, where Natsuki keeps her manga, and she leads me inside, closing the door behind us. I'm tall, so I duck my head a little to get in. She's almost as tall, and does the same. It's pitch black, and I can only hear her soft breathing. I break the silence. 'What are we-' I feel her pushing me against the wall of the cupboard, and her face close to mine. Yuri takes a small breath, and I feel her lips meet mine. She bites my lip softly, and puts her tongue in my mouth. She makes muffled noises, as she moves it around. I'm too surprised by this boldness to speak, and do the first thing that comes to mind - Kiss back. She gets closer, and I can feel her breasts through her blazer, pressing me against the wall. I place my hands on her hips, and pull her close. This is euphoric. I'm  kissing the girl of my dreams. I gasp, as I feel her rubbing my crotch. She takes her face away from mine and licks my neck. I'm aroused, to say the least, and still in shock from her uncharacteristic... bravery.