Why My Bed?

Author’s Note: I was surprised to find that Ninamori’s actual given name is Eri. I thought that Ninamori was her given name. It appears I was wrong. Oh, well. Enjoy the show!

“This is the second time we’ve been stuck like this!” Ninamori complained aloud. “It’s like your dad hires housekeepers for himself to sleep with, then sticks them in your room until it’s convenient. I don’t even get the common courtesy of sleeping on my own bunk.”

“In case you haven’t noticed, the old man never has anyone else’s best interests in mind.” Naota retorted. The two of them were sleeping in the same bed, again. Now that they were in High School, the whole situation was just more awkward. “Try not to think about how weird it is, let’s just think about how to make this as comfortable as possible.”

“And just how ‘comfortable’ were you planning on getting with me?” Ninamori demanded.

“Enough to get a few hours of sleep before we go to school and return to normal. I hate it when things get weird.” Naota offered before he lay down. Not amused by the situation, Ninamori lay with her back to him. They managed to sleep alright like that for a few hours, but then she started to feel something pressing against her back. When it finally registered in her head, she reached back and smacked Naota. “Ow! What was that for?”

“You know very well what that was for! You’re getting off on me being in your bed, aren’t you?” She demanded. Naota himself took a few moments to realize that he was aroused. The fact that he had been asleep wasn’t much help in that department.

“Responses like that are involuntary. For someone who studies everything, you sure do have a selective memory. If I could make it go away, I would.” Naota argued.

“Maybe if we’re facing each other, then there’ll be more room between us.” She offered before turning around. Naota couldn’t stop from staring into those dark eyes of hers. “There, now I’m not being poked, but this is probably even more uncomfortable.”

“Well, it’s not like I’m going to… do anything with it.” Naota whined. He averted his eyes in the usual way, but met with a surprise that felt like a distant flashback. She kissed him, even if it was just a few seconds, it was the only time that Naota had ever wanted a kiss to go on longer.

“I think I can make an exception to my usual policy about being offended. After all, you’re an old friend.” Ninamori said. “You can always call me Eri, by the way.” As she said these things, her hand drifted down to Naota’s pants. The elastic waistband on his sweatpants provided no resistance, and he didn’t seem to be wearing any underwear. She wrapped her hand around his manhood, smiling at him the entire time. “Just say something if you want me to stop.”

Naota didn’t say anything. He slid one of his arms around Ninamori, being cautious the whole time. He didn’t want to get hit in the face again. He was trying to get underneath her shirt. He remembered some perverted folks aiming lower… Mamimi and Haruko always trying to get into his pants, and what his father Kamon would always do to the maids… And even though he welcomed what Eri was doing to him, he still didn’t want to go too far in what he was doing to her. Naota managed to slide her shirt to just above her breasts before realizing that she wasn’t wearing a bra at all. He didn’t know whether or not that was normal for what she wore to bed, but he wasn’t expecting it at all.

Eri slowly moved Naota’s pants down entirely, exposing his erection entirely, and leaving his ass exposed in the process. Naota started to look away again. “Would you feel more comfortable if I took off my panties?”

There was a look of dull shock that hit Naota. He hadn’t even considered this a possibility, but now here sat the opportunity in front of him. “I think that actually might make you more uncomfortable; of course I don’t think there’s a way I could feel less embarrassed right now.”

“By the time I’m finished, you’ll feel as comfortable as can be. Embarrassment won’t even cross your mind.” Eri promised him as she slipped her panties off entirely, and discarded her shirt. “Like I said before, say something if you think I’m going to far.” She reminded him. It seemed almost sarcastic to say that at this point. She was naked, and he had only his sweatpants on, being worn around his ankles. He kicked those off and looked at her. “If you say so, Eri.”

“Naota, as much as I want to keep going, I have an important question.” Eri started. “Why aren’t you freaking out when I do this stuff? I’ve watched you freak out at pretty much every other girl.”

“I guess it’s because I know that you’re not just in it for yourself, y’know?” Naota answered, pulling Eri closer to him. Now both naked on Naota’s bed, they had almost no space between themselves, and that closeness actually felt good now that they were trying to do it.

Naota reveled in the feeling of Eri’s supple breasts pressed to his own chest, her thighs resting intertwined with his own legs, and her back underneath his fingers. His erection, for all the issues it had caused, was now resting gently against Eri’s belly. Starting their kissing again, this time allowing hands to wander freely, with Naota’s hands ending on the cheeks of her face, and Ninamori’s hands ending on the cheeks of Naota’s ass. It was a funny feeling to actually be a willing participant in something like this. He was tingling with anticipation and wanting. Eri left her emotions far less transparent, but she was obviously enjoying herself.

Naota broke the embrace first, but it was only to reposition himself and start suckling on Eri’s nipple. She moved her hands up to Naota’s head, loving the feeling of his lips on her breast.

“Did you want me to…?” Naota asked after he realized just how moist Eri had gotten. He reached down to feel her crotch, and got surprised by just how much lubrication she had produced already.

“I think we can hold off on anything else really big for now. Unless you really wanted to…?” Ninamori asked. She was practically begging for it, even though a part of her was terrified.

Of course, this was Nandaba Naota she was dealing with. “It can wait until next time. We’ve already figured out how to sleep like this, so let’s wait until some other night.”

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They waited for a few weeks, then for a few months, then seemed to forget about “going any further” entirely. But the opportunity was still there… Eri was sure of it.