Yuki. N Lessons

This story could have happened on any given day, at any given time, but as luck would have it, this story happened to take place on a particular day. On this special day Nagato left a message for Kyon in her usual place, tucked with in a book she lent him. The note said, meet me by the school entrance gate, after everyone else goes home. Kyon noticed that the mood in the club room was different than normal, well, everything in the club room could be considered different than normal. But today, things weren't normal even by their standards. The room was quite. Haruhi wasn't trying to scar Mikuru for life. Nagato wasn't reading her normal books, she kept glancing around the room, avoiding eye contact. Mikuru seemed jumpy, like she knew something bad was going to happen, like she knew the future or something.

Haruhi looked around, looked out the window, made a grumbly noise then looked back down at her table. Haruhi's mood was the strangest. She had down spells, usually after finding out that a haunted house wasn't really haunted or a crop circle was just a crazy cow or something. But those would only last for a few days, or until she came up with something else crazy to find. But this time was different. Her mood hadn't changed in weeks. And it wasn't that she was sad, but sad was the only was to describe it. It was like she didn't have her usual energy, she would just sit there, quietly, looking out the window. She'd look over to Kyon like she had an idea she wanted to say, but when their eyes would meet, she'd turn away, hiding from something.

Mikuru was the first one to leave. She didn't say good by, she just got up and left. She picked up her over coat, and walked out the door. As she closed the door, Kyon thought he saw tear in her eyes, the door slammed swiftly, and she was gone. Haruhi looked up, looked around, and noticed that her play thing was gone. "Mikuru? What time is it?" Haruhi sat up, collected her things and left. When she was gone, Itsuki let out a heavy sigh. He looked over to Nagato, who wouldn't meet his gaze. He shook his head, got up and made like the rest of the SOS club and made his exit. As he passed Kyon, he patted him on the shoulder, Kyon never liked how close Itsuki got to him sometimes.

"By the gate." Nagato said as she got up from her chair. "Wha..." Kyon asked. "By the gate, I'll be waiting by the gate for you." Kyon nodded, and watched as Nagato left the room. For some reason Kyon waited quietly in the club room by himself. For some reason, he didn't want people to know he was meeting Yuki after school. Something told him that if Haruhi knew he was sneaking around, the world might come to an end. And it was this fear of Haruhi's wrath, that made him feel the need to sneak around, and endless cycle of hiding and fear of being found hiding. And as he tried to understand that last thought, his mind went numb with pain. He shook the pain from his head and grabbed his thing and made his way to the gate.

"What going on?" Kyon asked, as he approached the gate. She didn't say a word but tugged the end of his shirt and pointed down the street. She led him down that road until they reached the familiar entrance to Nagato's apartment. "Um, Nagato? What's going on?" He asked hesitantly. Again, she didn't say a word. They made their way up the seemingly endless flights of stairs as she kept a tight grip on his shirt. Kyon remembered the last time he was brought to Nagato's house. "Is this about Haruhi? Why has she been acting strange lately?" Nagato stopped, "Oh, you've noticed... good." She started pulling again. They reached her door, Kyon felt nervous entering, the last time he did, his definitions of what was real and what wasn't real, were shattered. But, he swallowed hard, kicked off his shoes, and prepared for the worst.

Nagato slipped off her jacket and placed it by a chair. Kyon noticed her slender form for the first time. Nagato never seemed to take off the winter over coat part of her school uniform, not even in the dead heat of summer. And even when she would, there usually were other things distracting him in the club room, bouncy things. He grinned stupidly, Nagato seemed to notice. Their eyes met and Kyon turned away embarrassed, knowing Nagato wasn't the right person to be thinking these kinds of thoughts about. Nagato returned to her work, setting up a tray of tea. It wasn't something she liked, it was just something that people were supposed to do when they had company over, or so shes read. She set the tea down on the table, first pouring Kyon a cup, then helping herself to one. She took a sip, letting the warmth guide her through such a delicate matter. "You asked earlier if I had brought you here because of Haruhi Suzumiya's altered condition." Nagato stated blankly. Kyon nodded, waiting for the earth shattering news he knew would come next. Things never were easy when it came to Haruhi's feeling, sometimes it's the end of the world, sometimes it's class mates trying to kill him. Kyon took a long sip of his tea, trying to drink away his worry. "Well, the best way to explain her current mood and the reason for you being here is that Haruhi Suzumiya has had reproducibly on her mind. To the point where she can not carry on normal day life. And it is you she has chosen." The hot tea in Kyon's mouth became a hot mist, then a hot mess, all over Nagato.

Nagato blinked, got up, and cleaned up the tea as best as she could. Time stood still as she slowly went back to the kitchen and prepared a fresh set of tea. Kyon sat there speechless, wondering which was more important, the pain Nagato didn't seem to be in, of what she just said. Nagato returned and placed the new tea set on the table, pouring Kyon a cup, then another for herself. Then she continued. "This shouldn't come to be such a surprise to you Kyon, you do know that she has chosen you." Kyon nodded, but blurted out, "Yeah, but I didn't know she meant sex." Nagato sat there blankly, took another sip and stated, "There's more." Kyon shook his head, sighed deeply, and took another long sip to calm his nerves. "Haruhi Suzumiya has a deep notion of her first encounter with intercourse to be beyond what any normal human can preform. It is set so strongly in her mind, that if her first experience is not up to the level she expects, this world might come to and end." For some reason, this news didn't surprise Kyon, not even in the slightest. Kyon nodded and took another sip, Nagato continued. "So, the best way for you to be able to satisfy her desires, I'm am going to help you practice and show you exactly what she will want. And so, we will begin if that is ok with you." Nagato unbuttoned the top of her shirt, as Kyon spit his tea all over her again. "I'm sorry, Nagato, are you ok?" He asked, trying to make his way over the table to help her, but only tripping over it, falling hard on top of her.

"Are you ok?" Kyon asked again, "Your cloths are all dirty." "It's ok, I was planning on removing them..." Nagato said as she took off the next button. Kyon backed up in his seat, and stammered, "Nagato wait! I, I, I'm not, um just wait a minute!" Nagato's hands stopped, “What's wrong, am I not attractive enough for you?” This question weighed down on Kyon like the weight of the world. This is the first time something like this had ever crossed Kyon's mind. Yes, Yuki was a girl, but other than that she didn't really stand out. But now, standing in front of him, unbuttoning a dripping wet shirt, asking him to have sex with her, it was hard not to notice her. It was hard...

Kyon shook all thought from his head, “No, that's not it, it's just I don't know if I'm ready for this.” Nagato nodded, “Yes, I know you are not ready, that is the reason we need to do this. I must prepare you for the act of procreation. And, from Suzumiya Haruhi's current change in mood, we don't have much time.” Kyon sat there dumbfounded, “But, I mean, sex, isn't that going a little too far? Are you ok with this?” Nagato nodded and removed another button. “Wait!” Kyon stammered. “Isn't there some other way, couldn't you just tell me how to 'do it,' or couldn't we do something to cheer up Haruhi without having to resort to this?” Nagato shook her head, “You of all people should know Suzumiya Haruhi will never settle for less than everything she wants. And there is no way for this to work just by me explaining to you the mechanics of intercourse to you. For you to learn what you need to satisfy Suzumiya Haruhi, you will need some hands on experience,” Nagato said as she removed another button. Kyon started shaking, “But...” Nagato cut him off, “If we don't do this, our world will soon come to an end. You have seen what happens when Suzumiya Haruhi emotions run wild. This world as we know it will be destroyed, and there is no other way to stop this. So if you don't mind, I would like to begin.” With this, the last button on her shirt came undone and her shirt fell open.

Nagato grabbed Kyon's shirt sleeve and pulled him in to a nearby room. Kyon was still too shocked to understand what was happening. This room had little to nothing in it, but sitting in the middle of the room was a single futon. “Let's start off with a kiss.” Nagato suggested, pulling Kyon to the middle of the room. Kyon still didn't know if he wanted to go through with this or not. He opened his mouth to protest, but his words were lost into Nagato's mouth. His eyes looked down to see Nagato's eyes looking back up at him, she pulled back ending the so called kiss. “That wasn't good at all,” she said. “You need to participate whole heartedly in this if you are going to learn what you need.” Kyon's focus returned and he nodded. She leaned in and this time he pressed his lips on hers, softly. She pressed herself deeper into him, pushing him on to the bed. This time the kiss lasted, Kyon's lees began to feel weak, his heart started to beat harder. Nagato pulled away again, catching her breath. She breathed deeply, slowly, looking at him. He looked back, starting to see the beauty she had kept hidden. “That was better,” she breathed, “But Suzumiya's expectations are much higher than that.” Kyon put his hands on the side of her face, pulling her lips up to his, focusing all of his body and soul into this kiss. His hands fell down to her shoulders, he slid them around to her back, pulling her close to him. The damp shirt that still draped on her slender shoulders mad his shirt cold and damp. He held her there, their lips still locked together. Nagato's legs got weak and she fell softly to the futon, pulling Kyon down with her. This broke their embrace, Nagato looked up at him and nodded.

“Take you shirt off,” Nagato said as she removed her own, the damp shirt fell to the floor in a heavy flop. The sight of Nagato shirtless made Kyon's heart beat uncontrollably. She had on a simple white bra, her breast's were small, but their shape showed through the fabric. He just sat there, the moonlight fell like rain on her porcelain like skin. The sight of her was so stunning, his heart forgot that is was supposed to beat. His breathing slowed, his mind began to swim. Nagato pulled his shirt off of him slowly, sensually. He leaned in to her again, kissing her, feeling her skin pressed up against his bare chest, her skin was cold, smooth, and still wet from the tea. “We will need to start with foreplay.” Nagato stated as easily as telling someone her name. Kyon's eyes widened white with panic. “Foreplay? I don't know what...” Nagato nodded, “I'll walk you through it. Place you arms around me.” She said as he placed his arms around her. “Now start to kiss me,” she said. Kyon moved his lips down towards hers, but she stopped him. “Not my lips, kiss around them.” He kissed her cheek, her jaw, her chin, slowly, methodically. “My neck...” She breathed. He worked his way lower, kissing the side of her throat, kissing middle of her neck. This caused Nagato to breath out sharply. Kyon lingered there, his lips causing her to giggle when she tried to breath. “Reach behind me and remove my bra,” Nagato whispered. Kyon tried, but couldn't manage with his trembling hands. Nagato ended his struggle and reached back to do it herself. Her small breast bounced softly as she removed her bra and laid back onto the futon.

“Touch them,” she cooed softly. Kyon's hands slowly inched their way up to her soft flesh. “Yuki, is this really alright?” He asked. She nodded and his hands made contact. He felt around, carefully as if touching a pan that might still be hot. “It's ok, touch them...” She encouraged him. He nodded and pressed his palms in to them, slowly massaging them. Her breathing became erratic as she said, “Now with you lips.” Kyon kissed her lips again, then her neck, then her collar bone , slowly making his way down. He kissed the top of her breast, moving back and forth between them. His lips made their way around her breast, then he slowly made a path up between them. Nagato's breathing slowed, each exhale harder than the last. His lips made their way on to the canter of one of her breast. He slowly kissed one of her nipples and she let out a soft moan. It was cute, Kyon had never heard her make any sound like that before. He did it again, fastening his lips around the nipple, applying soft suction on it. Nagato moaned louder her back arched. “Harder,” she pleaded, Kyon obliged. His hand moved up to occupy the other breast, massaging it rhythmically. “Lower,” she begged. He kissed his way down her taught stomach, his tongue left glistening trails as he made her way around her stomach. He dipped his tongue into her navel, causing her to gasp sharply.

She moved his head up hers and kissed him passionately. She wiggled her skirt off, and laid back down. Her panties matched her bra, simple and white. The white fabric showed the slight dampness that had been building up with her desires. He kissed his way down the soft fabric, breathing in the heavy mucky scent that was building up. He kissed the lower part of the fabric and she started to spread legs. Hi skipped over her lower area and moved on to her legs, starting at her knees. His lips started on the front of her legs and slowly kissed their way on to the sides of her thighs Kissing back and forth, he made his way up. The coolness of his saliva mad her legs start to tremble. “Higher,” She begged between breaths. He found his way up between her legs. Her kissed her lower area through the fabric of her panties. He licked at her, the flavor of her wetness was strong on his lips. He reached his hands up to her hips, his hands on the elastic band that held up her damp panties. Slowly he pulled them down, watching eagerly at the flesh that was exposed with each inch he removed. He got them off her legs and she laid there, completely opened and exposed to him. The view was breathtaking. There was a little patch of hair around her, so small it looked to be nothing more than an after though. Her could see her clearly, her dampness shown like a flower blooming in a rain storm. His lips found their was to hers, and she moaned painfully. His tongue traced it's way around the entrance. She shivered, breathing deeply. His tongue pressed its way inside of her, licking it's way back out. She grabbed fist fulls of the futon as she held on for dear life. “Faster,” she begged. His arms wrapped around her legs holding her in place, as his lips and tongue made squirm about wildly. His tongue found its way on to her sensitive spot and her panting and her moaning melted in to one sound of pure pleasure. Her body began to twitch and jerk and Kyon's tempo picked up. She hips started humping at the air and Kyon had to hold her in place. Her moaning became erratic as her whole body started to tremble and spasm. Kyon held on as she continued to shake, her body becoming weak, and she fell down to the bed.

Her mind swimming, the room spinning, she lay there, trying to catch her breath. She laid there, panting, her body still floating in euphoria. Kyon lay down next to her, he too, needed to catch his breath. After a few moments, Nagato looked over at him. “Well that was good, but we still have a lot of work to do to prepare you.”


to be continued


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Please let me know what you think, my last story got over 600 his with only one responce, so I don't know if what I'm doing is right or not.

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