Koneko woke up at three in the morning to the curious sensation of something very warm and wet against his leg. He knew it was three, because the alarm clock by his bed glowed bright in the dark, and it took him a shamefully long time to wake up enough to realize what had happened.
It wasn't until Naku made a little sound in her sleep and shifted slightly against his side that it really hit him.
Koneko reached one hand under the blankets and felt around—sure enough, there was a warm wetness seeping into his pajamas and the sheets. That couldn't be good for the mattress, he thought idly. Further exploration proved that Naku's pajamas were soaked, and well, there was simply no doubt that the girl had wet the bed. Koneko 's bed. On their very first night sharing a bed together.
Carefully taking back his hand, he pondered his next course of action. Did he wake Naku up? Did he wait until morning? Eventually the pee was going to get cold and uncomfortable, and what if Naku still had to pee more? She'd drank a lot of Fanta right before bed—would she wet the bed even more if Koneko didn't wake her? Was this a problem she usually had or just a fluke? So many questions...!
"Nngh, Koneko ...?" His decision was made for him as Naku sleepily cracked open her eyes. With a sigh, Koneko leaned over and turned on the lamp. Naku flinched at the sudden light filling the dark room, but after a few moments, his expression changed. First was confusion, and then—utter terror that Koneko had never seen on Naku's face. "K-Koneko, I..."
"You wet the bed."
It was almost comical how the same girl who pretended as if she was some terrible criminal mastermind who had no shame now looked absolutely mortified. Considering the two of them had only just broken past all of their barriers and tentatively started a relationship, doing something so embarrassing must have really affected her. Koneko wished he knew exactly what Naku was thinking, if only to know how to best comfort her.
"I don't... I never—!" Naku sat up and threw back the blankets, revealing the puddle around her that had seeped into Koneko's side. Naku's face was heavily flushed as she took in the damage. Koneko was almost impressed by how big a bladder such a small person like Naku must have. "Koneko, I swear, I haven't wet the bed since I was a little kid! It wasn't even a thing I did a lot. I don't know why..."
It was then that Koneko noticed two things. One, Naku's eyes looked awfully wet. Whenever she cried her crocodile tears, there was no buildup, so these looked real. And two, she was subtly fidgeting. Maybe it was because she was nervous, but there was that other possibility too...
"Naku, I believe you, and I'm not mad, really. But now I need you to be honest with me." Naku wouldn't meet his eyes as she nodded. "Do you still need to pee?"
"Huh?" Koneko gently grabbed Naku's chin and locked their gazes. Naku's breath went shallow; Koneko licked his lips. "Yeah, I do. Isn't it pathetic, Koneko? I finally let you in, and you let me into your bed just for me to piss in it, and I still have to go. I'm the worst."
"You aren't," he insisted, cupping his hand against Naku's cheek and feeling the flushed skin beneath his hand. "It was an accident, and I told you I'm not mad. I care about you Naku, and this doesn't change that."
"But—"
"Naku, if you still need to go, you should just finish right here."
Whatever Naku had been about to say, it died as the words spilled from Koneko's lips. She wasn't sure he'd ever seen Naku so flustered in his life.
"What? Koneko, you want me to...?" Koneko nodded, his eyes glancing down to Naku's crotch. Naku's pajama pants were soaked, and he could make out Naku's yellow and pink striped underwear through the clinging fabric. He felt his cock twitch at the thought of Nakurepissing them. "I didn't know Koneko was so kinky..."
She giggled nervously, her face redder than Koneko had ever seen it. Then, slowly, she nodded and closed her eyes. Koneko watched with rapt attention as a little stream began to trickle out from the head of Naku's penis. Then Naku made a small, pained sound and let go—Koneko almost moaned as she watched the piss pour out of her soaked clothing, drenching the bed even more than it already was. None of that mattered though, as Naku had a look on relief on her face and Koneko couldn't help but crawl into her lap and kiss her deeply.
Naku moaned beautifully into the kiss, and Koneko could feel thats he was still peeing, now directly onto him as they kissed. His cock strained in his pajamas—he'd never been so turned on in his life. This was an aspect of himself he'd never realized existed, but he really couldn't deny it. Honestly, he didn't want to deny it; he wanted to make Naku feel better about the accident. He wanted to make Naku feel good.
He reached into Naku's wet pants, palming her through her soaked underwear. Naku's bucked against his hand, moaning hungrily. Confident that his partner was enjoying this, he withdrew his hand and pushed KNaku's clothes down past his hips so his erection sprang free. His own clothing soon followed, and he grabbed both of their erections and stroked them with abandon. Naku's moans were surely loud enough to wake any light sleepers, but Koneko was too far gone to care. He kissed Naku as if his life depended on it, rubbing their cocks together, needing to be closer, closer, closer—
He felt Naku shudder, and when he heard the breathy "Koneko!" that accompanied Naku's orgasm, Koneko came as well, their cum mixing together to make the soiled bed even more of a mess. Koneko held Naku tightly as they both came down from their high, kissing him gently and whispering little affectionate nothings in his ear. "You're so beautiful Naku, you're so special to me, stay with me please I need you."
Unfortunately, it didn't take long for Koneko to feel Naku shiver. The piss was cooling, and despite how turned on he'd been in the moment, the thought of sitting in cold urine wasn't exactly a pleasant thought. He slowly removed himself from Naku's lap and rolled off the bed, stripping away his clothes and throwing them on the wet bed. Naku watched him—was she really blushing at seeing Koneko strip after what had just happened? How cute, Koneko thought—before catching on and doing the same. Once their dirty clothes were off, Koneko dug around in his dresser and found two pairs of pants, putting them on himself and giving the other to Naku.
"I know they're too big, but they'll have to do until we can get to your room. I don't think we should risk roaming the halls naked." Though their legs were still wet and there were still little splatters of cum on them, the late hour was starting to catch up to Koneko, and Naku looked adorably sleepy as he pulled on the pants that were far too long for her. They could wash up in the morning. As for the bed... Well, she didn't even want to think about that yet. Naku's bed would just have to do for the moment. "Ready?"
Naku nodded, and Koneko held out his hand. Naku stared at it for a moment before taking it, a small, genuine smile on her face. Hand-in-hand, they left Koneko's bedroom for cleaner lodgings.
And though he didn't have the nerve to mention it aloud, Koneko wondered if he could find a plastic sheet anywhere...
