I hit my head, and the next thing I knew, I woke up at Ushio’s house during the climax of the CineNight broadcast. In the same way dreams didn’t need logic, I didn’t really think about the one-week gap in time. But the simple word “Right?” caused a domino effect, triggering all sorts of memories inside of me all at once. In a blink, all the puzzle pieces were in place, and I had regained myself.
If anything, it was Ushio who struggled to keep up with the sudden change. He stared back at me in blank shock. Then I pointed a finger in his face.
“You bastard. You were going to reject me, weren’t you?” How could you say no to this angel face? Wait, no! “Scratch that—you were going to cheat on me! First you push me away, and then a minute later it takes a cell phone alarm to stop you from jumping my bones?! You’re scum! From now on, we’re even, so don’t even think about bringing up my old mistakes. Got that, cheater?!”
As I screeched like a banshee, Ushio reached out and hugged me as hard as he could—so tightly, I thought I might suffocate.
“Hey! I can’t breathe, dumbass!”
My bones were creaking at this point, so I started to struggle…but when I felt his hands trembling against my back, I stopped. His breaths were interspersed with sobs, and I got the sense that he was the one who really wanted to be held right now.
“Ushio…”
I was finally feeling brave enough to apologize—but then.
“Huh?”
First, he released his grip on me, and the next second, he started grinding his knuckles into my temples.
“OW!”
“How dare you scare me like that!”
“Stop—that hurts—you’re gonna break my skull! I’ll get amnesia again, seriously!”
I flailed my limbs until he finally unclenched his fists and cupped my cheeks. “You do nothing but give me trouble, you know that?”
“Don’t lie! You were into it!”
“Well, okay. I admit it was cute to act like newlyweds.”
“See?”
“But I only wanna do it with you.” As he spoke, he pulled me into another hug, gently this time. “Welcome home, Kei.”
“…Glad to be back, Ushio.”
Because this is the one place where I truly feel safe.
✦ ✦ ✦
After Ushio stripped me bare and laid me down on the bed, I grabbed his arm.
“What?”
“…So, is it true?” I asked.
“Huh?”
Don’t give me that look! You were acting like a different person yourself not ten minutes ago! Sure, Ushio was a nice guy, but the memory of that pure sugary sweetness was enough to make me envy myself. Lucky bastard, getting him to fawn over you.
“I’m asking, do you like the well-mannered type? Or…prefer it, I mean?”
“If I did, I would have made a move on you way before now.”
“You almost did!”
“Okay, fine. Yes, I like it.”
Oh, god, he does!
“I mean, I never imagined I’d get to experience the Kunieda-san in private, y’know? Now that you’re back to normal, I can safely say it was fun.”
“Hmmm…”
“Are you convinced?”
“Well…I could…do it more often…i-if you want,” I offered, summoning all my courage—yet this was met with a full-on scowl.
“What was that? I can’t hear you.”
Oh, to hell with it! “I SAID I’ll use my MOUTH!” I yelled.
“No, thank you,” he replied in a businesslike manner.
Must you constantly humiliate me?! “Why not?!”
“Kunieda-san would never do that.”
“Are you actually serious right now?!”
“Honestly, I just don’t want to tarnish the memory, I guess? You know, ‘ruin your wholesome image’ and all that.”
“What, so the real me is dirty?! Is that it?!”
“I don’t think you’d be good at it, that’s all.”
Sure, I’d be offended if he thought I was a dick-sucking pro, but considering how talented I was at everything else, it pissed me off to hear him underestimate me.
“Screw you! You should know I have a very skillful tongue!”
“Is that relevant? Well…okay, if you really want to.”
Considering what a selfless act it was, I’d hoped he would have been happier about it, or at least a little embarrassed, but instead, he gave me permission like he was my boss.
“Here.” He pressed his…finger…to my lips. “Call it a test run.”
God, why are you so condescending? That being said, as an amateur, I could appreciate the opportunity for a rehearsal. So I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around his finger.
“Hey, genius, I can already feel your teeth.”
For fuck’s sake, quit complaining! I’m practicing, okay?! I puckered my lips and sucked. As he wiggled his finger against my soft inner cheek, I wrapped my tongue around it, guiding it back to the front of my mouth, licking the fleshy pad and teasing the sensitive space where nail met skin. I sucked so hard, my cheeks dimpled. His living warmth turned me on.
“Mmh…!” As I licked blindly, I could feel the base of my tongue growing stiff, but whatever—I could keep going. I wanted to prove to him that not all amateurs were cut from the same cloth. “Mmm…mmh…”
Over time, however, the finger grew impatient and started fooling around, tickling my cheeks and tongue, and I couldn’t help but moan through my nose. As it tapped on each of my teeth in turn, I could feel the heat of lust building in my deepest recesses. And every time I swallowed my overflowing saliva, I could feel the ache grow stronger. Wait, what? I wasn’t expecting this. But then the finger started thrusting, and I quickly forgot my confusion.
“Mm… Mmmh…”
His long digit was careful not to surpass the threshold that would trigger my gag reflex. As he thrusted, he tapped playfully on my tongue, then slipped just behind my lips. The lining of my mouth grew hot and wet with the stimulation. Thinking of this as penetration turned me on, and before long, I was licking and sucking on that finger like it was candy. Delicious candy. I sucked in my cheeks.
“Hey, that hurts,” said an amused Ushio. “Feels like you’re gonna suck my insides out.” With a grin, he pulled out and tapped on my lips, wet and gleaming like a ripe fruit.
“Not bad, huh?”
“Mmm… I withhold my judgment for now.”
“What could you possibly have to complain about?!”
He suppressed my protests with a kiss, his lips hot against mine. And as he traced over all the same areas, this time with his tongue, I could feel my mouth melting like whipped cream from the inside out.
“Tonight, I want to touch you and lick you to my heart’s content. Save it for next time, okay?” he whispered, pressing his forehead against mine, gazing deep into my eyes. He had me right where he wanted me, and it was completely unfair. But at the same time, it pressed all the right buttons.
“…There won’t be a next time.”
“Alas, what a shame.”
I poked my tongue in through his parted lips, then I nibbled on his lower lip. He stroked my hair…and then suddenly, his hand slid down to my groin.
“Mmmh!”
“It seems I’m not the one in need of service.”
The lightest grasp was all it took to make my rigid member pulse. As he stroked it, he peppered me with faint kisses.
“Shut up… Aah…ah…”
He caressed my bare chest with his lips—like he was drawing something out, or perhaps injecting something into it, that only he could see. And when my nipples inevitably flushed pink, he went straight for them.
“Nnn…aah…!”
With every flick of his firm tongue tip, my twin electrodes sent a rush of arousal straight to my heart. Usually I forgot they existed, but now I could feel them swelling. They’d learned to derive pleasure from torment via tongue or fingers, but no matter how deep they reddened, these little buds would never mature further. That was what made it so erotic.
“Aah! Aah…gah!”
When he sucked on my shamelessly engorged nips, it made my whole back arch. After all that oral loving, they felt like berries drenched in syrup…and my third leg was begging for the same treatment.
“Aah…”
Below my navel, he pressed his lips to the smooth, delicate skin of my member, savoring its rigidity again and again. That alone was giving me plenty of stimulus, but then he ran his tongue down the length.
“Aah! Aagh…aaahh…!”
Like a shot of morphine straight to my muscles and nerves, every last scrap of tension and resistance drained away from me, yet my hands and feet still flinched in response. My body was being pulled to two different extremes—it was confusing, yet arousing. The tepid warmth of his mouth on my cock was just enough to foster my lust. It brought to mind the memory of our faux fellatio, turning me on in two different ways.