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The Medusa's Mushroom
By : moviefan
Category: -Misc Anime > Het - Male/Female
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Chapter List
- 1-Chapter 1: Stolen Firsts
- 2-Chapter 2: Sloppy Seconds
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- 2
(A/N: Alright, the second chapter is here. So, as you should know from the story summary, this chapter takes place post-manga, so don't be surprised to find spoilers. I have to admit though, I was very dissatisfied with how the manga ended. Actually, it really went downhill during the entire second half, pretty much since the sports festival started. You could tell that the author had no idea what to do, and so PAINFULLY stretched the sports festival, not to mention the pointless side story with the chairman, over the course of tens of chapters. And then the manga pretty much just ends, and it feels like so much, if anything, wasn't even resolved. So, yeah, that was a let down. But I can at least give Kiyoshi and and Hana a proper ending since even things between them were left unresolved and up in the air. Of course, since this chapter takes place after Kiyoshi's failed confession to Chiyo, he and Hana are going to be at odd ends, but their relationship will still be more... how should I say, friendly, I guess, since they grew closer together since last chapter. I mean, I'm assuming you read the manga and know what happened, but if not, there's a bit of a recap, so it should at least give you enough to understand what's going on. So let's get to it.)
Talking: "..."
Thinking: '...'
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Chapter 2: Sloppy Seconds Firsts
As far as love confessions went, that had to have been the worst one in the history of the world. But then, that just seemed to be Kiyoshi’s luck. Even when things seemed to be going well for him, it all seemed to be for the sole purpose of building him up just to knock him down.
And now Chiyo hated him. No, not just him, but seemingly all men in general, based on what she had said when she dumped him, after they had been together for literally less than a minute. He supposed he couldn’t really blame her though after what had happened, but it still hurt. But what exactly did he expect to happen after Hana forcibly revealed that he was wearing her panties, and then having her fall on his stomach like that, causing his already fit to burst bladder to be unleashed, giving all three of them a golden shower?
Yes, not exactly the way he’d seen his confession going. And after seeing Kiyoshi wearing Hana’s panties after he outright lied to her face about it, and then getting peed on by him, how exactly did he expect her to react?
“My sister was right. Men are the worst.”
Those had been the words she had said when she dumped him, seemingly inheriting her sister’s misandry. And it wasn’t merely what she’d said, it was what he had seen in her eyes. Something had broken inside her, and Kiyoshi knew without a doubt that Chiyo was forever lost to him. He’d done that, it was his fault. It seemed that Hana had gotten what she wanted after all.
Hana. Why did she do that? Why did she intentionally set out to ruin his confession and drive him and Chiyo apart? They’d come so far since his first time in the school prison. He’d thought that they’d actually become friends. But then she had gone and done this.
She’d claimed that she was trying to protect Chiyo, not wanting her to end up with such a despicable pervert like him. Kiyoshi could understand that to an extent, but she’d taken it too far; she’d even tried to make him out to be much worse than he actually was. That was what made him question her motives.
He found he couldn’t really be mad at her though. Because she was right, he was a filthy pervert, a bigger one than he had been willing to admit before, even to himself, and he was unworthy of having someone like Chiyo be his girlfriend. It was why he’d given up after that and miserably made his way back to his dorm, not caring who saw him covered in his own piss. Chiyo hadn’t even needed to say that she was dumping him, he knew that would be the case the moment Hana exposed him and his bladder erupted.
He felt better after a shower. Not just because he was clean now, but also because he felt cleansed, as if he had washed away the past along with his piss. ‘But which shower cleansed me? My golden shower, or the one I just took?’
He contemplated this as he sat in his room on the bed with just a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair still damp from the shower. Many thoughts were going through his head, many confusing feelings and questions, yet he felt strangely at peace, as if having accepted the perverted side of himself and that Chiyo was an unobtainable goal had liberated him in some way. Perhaps it had.
He wasn’t sure how long he sat there, lost in thought, before he heard a knock at the door. He glanced at it, wondering who it could be before letting out a sigh and getting up.
“I’m coming,” he muttered as he headed for the door.
He hesitated when he placed his hand on the doorknob and glanced down at himself. ‘Crap, I forgot that I’m only wearing a towel. My clothes are soiled, and my others are all in the closet. Should I get dressed, or just answer? Would I come across as a creep if whoever it is sees me in just a bath towel? But is it really all that different from a bathing suit? It covers up the same amount. Besides, if it’s one of the guys, they wouldn’t care. But if it’s not, should I keep them waiting while I get dressed?’
There was another knock. Kiyoshi glanced down at his towel again before letting out a sigh and opening the door. Much to his surprise, he saw one of the people, probably the primary person, responsible for his current slump standing there. “Hana?”
She had obviously cleaned up and changed into normal clothes since the golden shower incident. Her eyes were downcast though, and a light blush was on her face as she stood there looking bashful. “Hi, Kiyoshi… Can I… Can I come in?”
Kiyoshi hesitated. The last time she had been in his room, she had pissed all over him. Not to mention she had ruined things between him and Chiyo just a couple of hours ago, and he felt a surge of anger rise up in him. But then he felt it cool as he reminded himself that she hadn’t told Chiyo anything that wasn’t true. Well, more or less.
Letting out a sigh, he stepped aside, allowing her entrance. Hana hesitated for a few moments before stepping inside. She walked into the middle of the room and came to a stop. It was difficult to tell from behind her, but it looked as if she were staring at the floor, and he wandered if she was thinking about what happened the last time she was in here, when Chiyo and Gakuto almost found them hiding naked beneath a pile of futons in a sixty-nine position, or the Ouroboros position as Hana had ignorantly called it, right before she peed all over him.
Whatever thoughts were going through her head though seemed to have been pushed aside as she walked over to his bed and sat down on it, clasping her hands in her lap. Kiyoshi pulled out a chair and sat down across from her, giving her a curious and mildly irritated look.
“Did you need something?” he asked when she still didn’t say anything after a while.
She still hadn’t looked at him yet. “Well, sort of. I just…” Her eyes finally moved to him and widened as she seemed to register his state of undress for the first time, causing her to blush. “W-What…? Why are you only wearing a towel!? Pervert!”
“I just got out of the shower a little while ago!” he snapped back. “I kind of needed one after what happened.”
“That was hours ago! What took you so long to get cleaned up? You should have done that right away! I did! Do you just like being covered in pee, or do you just prefer to spend all your time practically naked!? And why would you answer the door like that!?”
“I wasn’t exactly expecting company, otherwise I would have gotten dressed right away! And I thought you might be one of the guys!” He let out an irritated growl and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “What are you doing here anyway, Hana? I gave you back your panties, what more do you want from me?”
Her blush deepened and she briefly worried her bottom lip between her teeth before averting her eyes. “I just… I wanted to see you, I guess.”
He blinked at her, not understanding. ‘She wanted to see me? What’s that about? After what happened at my confession, I thought she hated me now too. So why would she want to…?’
His eyes widened in realization. “Wait, you’re not here for revenge against me for peeing on you again, are you? Because that was your fault really. And I got peed on too you know. I just got done showering, I don’t want to have to take another one.”
Hana’s face turned red with a mix of embarrassment and anger. “I’m not here for that! Even though I should be seeking payback for it! I really…” she trailed off, and her anger seemed to dissipate as she lowered her eyes, “just wanted to see you.”
For some reason, seeing her look vulnerable like this only served to irritate him over her interference in his confession after how self-righteous she came across. “Then what? You here to gloat over ruining things between me and Chiyo? You want to rub it in my face at how you won and that she’s now just like the president, a sexist, man-hater who thinks all men are perverted scum? Is that it?”
Keeping her eyes downcast, she fidgeted about in obvious discomfort. “No…”
He glared at her, but heard the sincerity in her voice at her answer, and it served to cool him down. “What was all that about, Hana? Why’d you intentionally ruin my confession to Chiyo?”
Still blushing, she began playing with her fingers as she repeatedly glanced at him and then looked away. “I-I told you… I was trying to protect Chiyo’s purity. I didn’t want some pervert to corrupt her.”
Kiyoshi crossed his arms. “Yeah, you said as much, but I’m not buying it anymore. If you just told her the things we did together, that’s one thing, but you intentionally embellished and added extras to everything, if not outright lied about some of those things to mislead her and make it seem like I was much worse than I am. Like that time I accidentally saw you pee, you said that I eagerly lapped it up. That never happened. Seriously, Hana, what the hell?”
She winced as his tone grew harsher, and at least had the decency to look guilty. “I just… didn’t want your confession to go well. I didn’t want you two to start dating.”
Yes, he’d gathered that much on his own. “Why not? Do you really hate me that much? I thought that we had become friends. But then you went and pulled all that. Chiyo had actually accepted me.” He slapped a hand to his chest. “She accepted that I was a pervert. Even after I admitted all the things that you and I did together, even that we had sex, she still accepted me. I told her everything, and she was ok with it.”
“You didn’t,” Hana said softly. She then looked him square in the eye and gave him a challenging look. “You didn’t tell her everything. You didn’t tell her about how you were wearing my panties. In fact, you lied to her about it.”
At suddenly being put on the spot, Kiyoshi found that he couldn’t defend himself. ‘She’s right, I made it out like I was being open and honest with Chiyo about everything, but the truth is, I wasn’t just unwilling to tell her the whole truth, I actually lied to her about it. I didn’t want her to think that I was as big of a pervert as I was since I didn’t think she would accept me if I told her the truth. I can try and be mad at Hana all I want and blame her for my confession failing, but all she really did was expose my true self to Chiyo.’
He fell back into his chair, letting his head fall back. ‘But I knew that already. It’s how I came to accept that I wasn’t worthy of Chiyo. I lied because I was afraid that she wouldn’t want to be with a pervert like me, and I was right, she didn’t. I guess that means that Hana was justified in exposing me. She didn’t want Chiyo to be corrupted by some perv. Had Chiyo still accepted me the way she accepted everything else I confessed, that would have been one thing, but she didn’t. And had we dated without her knowing the real me, our entire relationship would have been built on dishonesty and never would have lasted.’
He shook his head at himself. ‘No, it was a lie from the very beginning. I’ve always been hiding my true self from Chiyo, from even myself for that matter. I wanted to believe that I was a more decent person than I was. But that’s why mine and Chiyo’s relationship was doomed to fail from the start, because she never would have gone for a scumbag like me.’
He’d realized all this already. As he’d been lying there, covered in his own piss, Hana sitting victoriously on his chest as she exposed to Chiyo that he was indeed wearing her panties, he’d come to this realization, and had known that Chiyo would reject him even before she did. It was why he had managed to find peace over the whole thing, because the truth had been realized and the farce had come to an end. It was also why, while he had been irritated with Hana for meddling in his affairs and sabotaging his confession, that he wasn’t really angry with her for exposing him and ruining what had ultimately been an already doomed relationship.
Lifting his head, he gave Hana a curious look. “How did you know I was wearing your panties anyway?”
A startled look crossed Hana’s face and she looked away, blushing again. “Well… That’s because…” she now seemed to become bashful, “I know you, Kiyoshi… And I think… you and I are more alike than we realize. I figured you’d be wearing them…” her blush deepened, “for the same reason I was wearing yours…”
Now it was Kiyoshi’s turn to blush. She’d worn his for the same reason he wore hers? Truthfully, he hadn’t known why he wore Hana’s panties today, but doing so had made him feel… comfortable, he supposed. It just felt right. He’d been nervous about his confession, and wearing them had helped.
Not that he had some fetish about wearing women’s clothes, but wearing her underwear, hers in particular, had brought him a strange kind of comfort, almost as if she were there with him, giving him courage, before she revealed that she was actually there to ruin things. And if he were honest with himself, yes, wearing them had brought him a perverse kind of thrill.
But this posed a new question. “I was wearing yours because I was nervous about my confession and they gave me comfort. But why were you wearing mine?”
Hana tensed up, now looking on edge. She swayed side to side, unable to meet his eyes. It was very strange seeing her be so timid. “I… I suppose it’s because… I was nervous too…”
Kiyoshi’s brow furrowed. ‘Wait, she was nervous? What exactly did she have to be nervous about? I was the one who was confessing. She was just trying to sabotage it. Maybe she was nervous about revealing all the things she and I did together to Chiyo. Yeah, I suppose that makes sense. If she admires and respects Chiyo the way she says she does, then I guess she would be nervous to tell her all those things since she’d be afraid that Chiyo would think that she’s a pervert too.’
For some reason, he felt laughter bubble up inside him as he thought back to his disaster of a confession. “You know, it’s funny. After all those lies and exaggerations you told Chiyo about me, she was still willing to accept me and my flaws. It was only when you told her the truth that she became disgusted with me.” He let out a humorless laugh and massaged his brow. “Or maybe it was the fact that I lied about it that was the final straw. Perhaps I could have salvaged the situation in some way so that we could still at least remained friends. But instead, I broke her trust along with her heart and utterly disgusted her. Guess that’s what I get for lying.”
He sat back, wallowing in misery. He knew that what he was saying was just wishful thinking. While he may have been able to maintain some form of trust with Chiyo if he’d told her the truth about wearing Hana’s panties, she still wouldn’t want to associate with someone like him.
A small whisper came from Hana as she muttered something so quietly that he couldn’t hear it. Lowering his hand, he glanced at her. “What was that?”
She said it again, a little louder. He thought it sounded like she said, “I too”, but he couldn’t be sure.
“Sorry, I can’t hear you,” he said, holding his hand up to his ear.
“I said I lied too,” Hana finally said loud enough for him to hear.
Kiyoshi resisted the urge to roll his eyes. “Yeah, I know. I called you out on it.”
“Not that,” she snapped impatiently. “About… About why I didn’t want your confession to Chiyo to go well.”
He raised an eyebrow at that. “You mean, you weren’t trying to protect her from me?”
Slowly, Hana shook her head. “No, not really. I mean, that is true to an extent, but it’s not the real reason. I didn’t even realize it myself at the time, but that was just an excuse.” She paused for a few moments. “But… But I’ve had a lot of time to think about it since then, and I… I figured out the real reason why I wanted your confession to fail. It’s the same reason why I couldn’t congratulate you when she first accepted your feelings and confessed her own, and why I got so upset afterwards, especially when you rubbed your victory in my face.”
He winced as he remembered that. After he confessed most of what he and Hana had done together to Chiyo and she still accepted him and agreed to go out with him, Hana had flown into a sobbing fit of anger, declaring that she would never accept the two of them together. Naturally, he’d gotten rather mad at that. After all he’d been through to get together with Chiyo, all the humiliation he’d suffered, having confessed his secrets, after Hana’s lies and exaggerations had failed to keep them apart, she had still been determined to keep them apart and refused to accept them a s a couple.
So yes, he’d gotten mad, and he’d rubbed his victory in Hana’s face, basically taunting her with it, even though it had been clear that the blonde girl had been quite distraught. That had been mean of him, he could admit that. And it had sent Hana into a rage where she’d demanded she return her panties to her right then and there, thus leading to his exposure when he lied and said he didn’t have them, and, consequently, caused him to pee all over them when she performed that wrestling move on him before pulling down his pants.
But again, the end result would have been the same. Whether his relationship with Chiyo had ended then or ended later, he knew it never would have lasted, and let out a sigh. “Well, I guess it doesn’t matter. You got what you wanted. Any hope of me getting together with Chiyo is lost. She doesn’t want anything to do with me. Maybe if I had realized all this from the beginning, I wouldn’t have wasted so much time and gotten into so much trouble.”
“Always Chiyo,” Hana mumbled in a low voice.
Kiyoshi blinked, not sure if he heard right. “Sorry, what was that?”
“It’s always Chiyo!” she said loudly, getting to her feet. “Chiyo, Chiyo, Chiyo! You’re always so focused on Chiyo that you don’t notice anything else!”
She angrily stormed past him. Kiyoshi blinked in confusion, not sure why she had suddenly gotten so mad. Standing up, he turned to her, grabbing her arm to stop her. “Hey, hold on. What are you so mad about? What’d I say?”
She didn’t turn around, but she was visibly shaking. “Kiyoshi, you’re such an idiot. It’s like all you think about is the president’s sister. I get that you have a crush on her, but it’s like you’re so focused on her that you can’t see what’s right in front of you.”
He blinked again, still not understanding what she was getting at, or why she was so mad. “What are you talking about? What’s that have to do with anything?”
“Idiot!”
She suddenly turned around, her face twisted with fury. Her fist flew through the air and slammed into Kiyoshi’s jaw, knocking him off his feet and sending him flying backwards to land on the bed, dazed.
“Ow,” he groaned, his jaw aching where she punched him. And then the next thing he knew, Hana was on top of him, sitting on his stomach as his legs hung over the side of the bed. She grasped his shoulders, pinning him down to the bed as she loomed over him, and he glared up at her. “What the hell was that for!?”
“Shut up!” she snapped. “You’re such an idiot! Idiot, idiot, idiot! Never noticing anything! Always thinking about Chiyo and never anyone else! What about me!? What about my feelings!?”
At her words, Kiyoshi felt his anger dissipate. He was caught further off guard a moment later as tears of frustration filled Hana’s eyes and began pouring down her face. All he could do was stare up at her. He suddenly felt like he was close to having some kind of revelation, but it continued to elude him.
“Hana,” he said quietly, “I don’t understand.”
He felt her nails dig into his shoulders. “You’re such an idiot?” she repeated, sounding even more distressed. “A stupid, perverted idiot. Why do you think I was so upset about Chiyo accepting your feelings? Why do you think I tried so hard to ruin your confession? Why do you think I wanted to do all those things with you when we went out shopping together? Why do you think I wanted to do everything else we did? Why do you think I kissed you even though you were covered in my pee? Do you think I enjoyed doing that?”
Kiyoshi just continued to stare at her, not sure what to do or say. “You… said you did that to let me know that I wasn’t dirty after you peed on me.”
“Idiot,” she said again, a little more calmly. “That was just an excuse. They were all excuses. I just didn’t want you to know the real reason.” She averted her eyes, blushing hard now. “I didn’t even realize the real reason myself until a little while ago. I thought I was doing things for Chiyo’s sake, but that’s just because I didn’t understand these feelings myself. I only figured them out after she accepted your confession. The real reason I got so upset was because I didn’t want to lose you. I didn’t want Chiyo to have you because I wanted you for myself.”
Kiyoshi’s eyes widened. He was hearing her words, but for some reason, he was still having trouble processing their meaning. “Hana… what are you saying?”
She blushed even harder, looking angry again. “You fucking moron! I’m saying that I love you!”
And then before he had time to register her words, she leaned down and kissed him. Somehow his eyes grew impossibly wider as the answer that had been eluding him finally broke through his wall of ignorance.
‘Wait, what the hell? Did she just…? Did I hear that right? I’m not just imagining things because she gave me a concussion from that punch or something, right? She actually said… Hana really just said that she loves me?’
It was as if a dam had broken and a flood of knowledge and understanding came rushing in, dropping all the puzzle pieces into place. Her behavior that he now recognized as jealousy, her possessiveness of him, her strange displays of affection, her seemingly obsessive hyper-fixation on him, her attempts to sabotage his confession to Chiyo and why she had become so distraught when she wasn’t able to, it all made sense. She had been acting out of her love for him. A love that, apparently, she hadn’t even recognized herself until recently. No wonder she had been so upset about him and Chiyo.
‘Chiyo! Of course. She must have recognized Hana’s feelings for what they were. I remember she was saying something. When I was scolding Hana for trying to come between us and rubbing my victory in her face, she said something along the lines of how Hana “also”, but then she was cut off. Was she going to say that Hana also had feelings for me? That must be it. It makes perfect sense, and it explains so much. Hana didn’t do what she did because she hates me, she did it because she loves me.’
Kiyoshi’s mind was racing as all these thoughts ran through his head. He was now seeing all his interactions with Hana in a completely different light, and he wondered how far back her feelings went. She said she only came to realize what her feelings for him were recently after she thought she had lost him to Chiyo, but when did they start?
Truthfully, it didn’t surprise him that it had taken her so long to figure out her feelings. Hana was extremely stubborn and very proud. Admitting that she had feelings for someone, especially a pervert like him, couldn’t be easy, even if it was a little hypocritical since she was rather perverted too. But with as prideful as she was, it made sense that she wouldn’t recognize her feelings for what they were and tried to rationalize them as something else. In this case, telling herself that she was trying to protect Chiyo from a pervert, and that their previous… intimacies were merely acts of revenge.
As all this ran through his head, Hana continued to kiss him. She’d definitely improved since the last time they’d kiss, but he was still in shock from this latest revelation to respond. The kiss eventually had to come to an end though, and Hana moved away from him. She still continued to hover over him though, still pinning him down. She was blushing horribly, looking flustered and embarrassed, and almost with a look akin to a deer caught in the headlights. Despite his shock, Kiyoshi couldn’t help but think of how cute she looked right now.
But then something else caught his attention. His mushroom was beginning to rise. And why wouldn’t it? He was lying on his bed in nothing more than a towel with a cute girl sitting on him as she pinned him to the bed, having kissed him after just confessing her love for him. Of course that would get a rise out of him. He could feel his mushroom straining against the towel, trying to escape its confines.
‘This is bad. If this keeps up, Hana is going to notice. There’s no telling what she will do if that happens. I mean, I know we had sex that night in the Corrections Office, but does that really matter? Our history shows that we somehow keep ending up in awkward situations together. If I end up embarrassing her again, she’s prone to kick my ass.’
But then he internally gasped as he realized something. ‘But wait, Hana just confessed that she loves me. Aren’t you supposed to want to do dirty things like kiss and have sex with the person you love? Wouldn’t that mean that Hana wouldn’t mind if she ended up touching my mushroom, or that… she would actually want to!? But what if she does mind and ends up getting embarrassed or shy again? Will she end up hitting me again or something?’
His mushroom continued to rise until it was tapping against Hana’s backside. Fortunately, it remained inside the towel, and she didn’t seem to notice as she continued to pin him to the bed, staring hard at him.
“That’s it,” she said quietly, almost sounding on the verge of tears. “That’s the whole Hana Midorikawa.”
With that, she rolled off of him and sat beside him on the bed, bringing up her legs to hug them, pressing her face into her knees. She looked so… vulnerable right now, which was not a word that Kiyoshi associated with Hana.
Sitting up, he took the opportunity to adjust himself while he had the chance, trying to be discreet about it. There was no need though, as Hana was still hiding her face in her knees. Kiyoshi glanced at her and opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again when he couldn’t think of anything to say. He wasn’t sure what to say in this situation. He had prepared to confess his feelings to Chiyo, not have Hana confess her feelings to him.
He still couldn’t believe it, but again, it explained so much. Quite frankly, now that this revelation had come to light, he now saw how obvious it was. But still, it made the situation… awkward. What exactly was he supposed to say or do now? He was completely unprepared for this.
“Hey… Hana…” he muttered quietly, and saw her flinch next to him, “did you… really mean that?”
Unexpectedly, or perhaps expectantly, she uncurled from herself and sent her fist flying. It slammed into the side of his head, knocking him over, and she glared down at him in what appeared to be a mix of embarrassment and anger.
“You dumbass! Of course I meant it!” she snapped, then placed a hand to her chest. “Do you think I would intentionally embarrass and degrade myself by admitting that I love a pervert like you if it wasn’t true!?”
Kiyoshi sat up, rubbing his head where she hit him. “Yeah, I guess I should have figured that,” he grumbled to himself. He glanced at her. “How… long have you felt this way?”
Seeming to come down from her anger, she grew calm and sat down once more, not looking at him. “I… I don’t know. I’m not sure when these feelings started. I only recognized them for what they were today.”
“Hmm,” Kiyoshi acknowledged thoughtfully. ‘I guess that makes sense. I’m not really sure when I started developing feelings for Chiyo either. I found her to be cute from the beginning, sure, and I thought she was nice and enjoyed spending time with her, but I don’t know when I actually developed feelings for her, I simply recognized that I had them one day. But I guess that’s the case for most crushes. One day you just wake up and realize that the feelings you have for them are special.’
He glanced at her again and suddenly felt bad. She may not have recognized her feelings as love until today, but that didn’t mean she hadn’t been experiencing everything that went along with them. It couldn’t have been easy for her to watch and listen to him constantly pine over Chiyo. That had to have been painful for her, even if she didn’t know what she had been feeling. He really wished he hadn’t put her through all that.
Now he felt extra guilty about the way he had scolded and mocked her earlier today. He’d thought he was responding to her being malicious over his confession to Chiyo going well. But she hadn’t been being malicious, she had been acting out of heartbreak over feelings she hadn’t understood. And then he’d gone and made it worse by rubbing it in her face. No wonder she had snapped and responded the way she did. He really was an ass.
Suddenly, he gasped as he was hit by a realization. “Wait, Hana, when we went out shopping before, when I told you that I was planning to confess to Chiyo, you suggested that I go out with you.” He saw her face instantly turn beet red, which only served to confirm his suspicions. “Were you… being serious?”
If possible, she turned even redder, almost looking afraid. She made an obvious attempt to feign some form of indifference though as she closed her eyes and spoke through clenched teeth. “That… That just sort of came out on its own. I just spoke without even meaning to. I guess… I guess my heart already knew what it wanted before my brain did.”
He stared at her, completely flabbergasted. ‘Holy shit… I’m such a dick. I thought that she was just kidding when she asked me out, so I played it off as a joke. But those were her real feelings coming out. She’s right, I’m a fucking idiot. But how was I supposed to know that she was being serious? She’s spent so much time messing with me, I thoughts that that’s what she was doing again. And sure, we’ve done a whole bunch of stuff together, but our relationship has always been complicated and unorthodox. How was I supposed to take such a random outburst of sincerity like that as anything other than a joke? Oh, stupid, Kiyoshi! Stupid, stupid, stupid!’
As he berated himself, Hana hesitantly glanced to and from him, looking embarrassed, shy, and nervous. Her mouth seemed to have trouble working as she tried to find her voice. “S-So, do you want to then…? Go out…?”
Her question snapped him out of his stupor, then immediately put him in a new one, and he stared at her blankly. There were no pretexts, jokes, or misunderstandings this time. She had made her feelings known to him and was now pointblank asking him out.
“Wait,” he said carefully, “you actually still want to go out with me? As in the two of us becoming a couple? Like boyfriend and girlfriend? You still want that, after everything?”
Her blush deepened and she kept her eyes averted. “Well, duh,” she mumbled awkwardly as she began fidgeting. “I wouldn’t have asked otherwise.”
He blinked a few times. “I just… didn’t know if you would still want to after… I don’t know, would you consider it a fight that we had? I did say some pretty mean things to you.”
He rubbed the back of his head uncomfortably, feeling even more guilty than before. But then he heard her sigh and he glanced at her again. She had her eyes closed and a stubborn pout on her face, trying to look superior.
“Yeah, well, I haven’t always treated you the best either,” she reluctantly admitted. “So I guess I’m at fault a bit too.”
Kiyoshi sweat-dropped. ‘Well, at least she’s admitting it.’
She suddenly turned to him, almost looking desperate. “But you did say that you would go out with me if Chiyo said no! I know you, Kiyoshi, and I don’t care that you’re a lowlife degenerate. I’ll accept you for who you are. I’ll show you that I’m much better for you than Chiyo. You can be as perverted as you want with me. We can pee on each other every day if that’s what you want, and you can even drink my pee if you wanted to and I would be ok with it.”
Kiyoshi sweat-dropped again, now looking uncomfortable. ‘Just what exactly does she think about me? And why does she think I’m into pee like this? If anything, I think she’s the one with the golden shower fetish and just hasn’t realized it yet, so she’s just projecting it onto me.’
But that could be worked out later, there was something else that took his notice. Based on what she had said, Hana seemed to be under the impression that he saw her as second place to Chiyo. That must have been painful to think about if she really did love him. He needed to clear the air up on that before anything else.
“Listen, Hana,” he began, trying to find the right words. “I don’t think of you as a backup or second place to Chiyo, or anything like that. It’s never been a contest. When I said that, I thought we were just joking around about the whole you and I going out. I would never treat a girl like that. And a lot of the… bad stuff that happened between us, it was mostly accidental and misunderstandings, and I’m sorry for that.”
Hana shyly averted her eyes. “I-In that case, I guess I’m sort of sorry for ruining your chances with Chiyo.”
A deep sigh escaped Kiyoshi and he rubbed a hand over his face. “No, I understand why you did; now I do anyway. And I guess, in the end, I should thank you for it. It would never have worked out between her and I, and I would have ended up wasting both of our time. I might also still be in denial of myself for the pervert that I am if it wasn’t for what happened.”
A frustrated groan escaped him as he ran a hand through his hair. “You were right, I was blinded by Chiyo. So blinded that I didn’t see anything else. I was drawn to her purity and innocence, and I viewed her as some sort of obtainable goal, not realizing how incompatible we were for each other. I was willing to lie and do things I shouldn’t just to keep up the illusion for who I wanted her to see me as rather than who I was. That’s why I now know that our relationship would never have worked out. I would have only ended up hurting her in the end. Hell, I did hurt her. I’m pretty sure she completely hates me now. Not just me, but all men in general. You were right about that too, Hana, I was no good for her. All I was doing was setting us up for failure and ruin. Guess that’s what I get for not being honest with her, or myself.”
He suddenly felt a hand on top of his. He looked at Hana and saw that she was facing forward with a blush on her face. “You don’t need to… pretend with me.” She shyly turned to him slightly. “Kiyoshi, don’t you… like me at all?”
He was taken aback by the question, surprised that she even had to ask. “Of course I do. You’re super cute, and I really enjoy spending time with you. Well, when you’re not beating me to a pulp anyway. Sure, we have our… issues, and you can be a little overbearing and harsh at times, but I still like and care about you, even if I didn’t consider you as a love interest before because I was so focused on Chiyo. Despite our disagreements, I consider you a good friend. And even though not everything between us has been pleasant, it’s still been really fun.”
Her hand on top of his squeezed it. “So then… could you see yourself going out with a girl like me?”
He blinked at her, once again surprised by the question. “Of course I could. I thought I was making that clear.” He gave her a nervous yet playful smile. “As long as you don’t keep kicking my ass all the time, otherwise I’m not sure if I’ll survive.”
Hana stared at him blankly for several long moments. Kiyoshi stared back, wondering what she was going to say, wondering if he had said something wrong by accident.
‘Crap, is she mad? Did I say something to upset her? Why isn’t she saying anything? I don’t think I said anything bad. But what if I hurt her feelings in some way? I was just trying to be honest. Damn it, I’m such an idiot. Come on, say something, Hana, the suspense is killing me.’
But she didn’t say anything. Instead, she just shifted so she was sitting on her knees, then placed a hand on his shoulder to turn him to face her more before leaning in and kissing him again. Kiyoshi’s eyes widened at the feel of her lips against his, but then he got over his surprise and let his eyes drift shut as he reached up to cup her cheek.
They kissed like that for a short while before Hana scooted closer. She threw a leg over him as she shifted in front of him to sit in his lap. Her arms went around his neck and his own circled around her back as they held each other close. Hana soon opened her mouth for him, and Kiyoshi accepted the invitation, invading her mouth and tangling his tongue with hers.
Beneath the towel, Kiyoshi felt himself grow stiff again, and it sent a sliver of concern through him. ‘Shit, my mushroom is getting hard. I hadn’t anticipated her crawling into my lap. With her sitting on me like this, she’s sure to notice. Will she get upset if she does? It seems she hasn’t noticed yet. Maybe I can adjust us to hide it better.’
Pressing his hands against her back to hold her close, he shifted them on the mattress, turning so he could bring his legs up onto the bed. He then laid down with his head on the pillow so Hana wasn’t so much sitting on him as she was laying on him in a curled-up position.
‘Ok, this position should keep my mushroom from touching her, so long as it doesn’t escape from my towel. But if she sits back, she’s going to feel it for sure. Maybe if I can just reach down enough, I can tuck it down and hold it between my legs.’
He slowly slid his hand down Hana’s back, trying to inconspicuously get to his mushroom as it strained against the towel. It seemed he didn’t fully think through what he was doing though as his hand slid over her rear without him realizing what he was doing.
Hana noticed though, and she broke the kiss with a gasp, sitting up on him with a blush on her face. Kiyoshi froze, concerned that she now felt his hardened mushroom since she was now sitting on it, not yet realizing that, for all intents and purposes, it seemed as if he were attempting to grab her ass.
“Hana, I–” he began.
“Your hand…” she interrupted in a whisper.
Kiyoshi blinked. ‘My hand?’ Now that she pointed it out, he suddenly became conscious of where it was. ‘Oh, shit! I didn’t even realize what I was doing! Just because she kissed me doesn’t mean that I can go and cop a feel. It makes it look like I’m trying to take advantage of her, but I was just trying to hide my boner.’
Wondering if he was going to get punched, he glanced up at her as he tried to come up with some kind of explanation. “W-Wait, Hana, this isn’t what it looks like! I was just trying to–”
She suddenly gasped, her eyes widening. Kiyoshi immediately knew why. Upon realizing where his hand was, he had grown even harder, his mushroom rising higher as it strained against the towel’s confines. And she was sitting directly on his crotch. There was no way she didn’t feel it underneath her now.
“Hana… that’s…” he muttered lamely, not knowing what to say to defuse what could possibly turn into an explosion from her. “Boys just… get like that… even without meaning to… I told you before, remember? When they… well…”
“It’s fine,” she told him.
He blinked. “Uh, what?”
“I said it’s fine,” she repeated, blushing. “I don’t…. mind…”
“You… don’t mind?”
She didn’t answer, and instead wiggled her rear, causing him to groan. She blushed harder at that, averting her eyes. “So then… do you want to go out… with me?”
He stared as she asked him out once more, and he realized that he never actually answered her the last time she asked. And really, what could he say? All things considered, he did like her, a lot. He was very attracted to her, he got along well with her, most of the time anyway, and he cared about her.
With Chiyo out of the picture, he was now seeing her as the potential love interest she was. And thinking back to all their intimate moments, the intentional ones and the unintentional ones alike, and examining how he felt for her then, he realized that these feelings ran deeper than he had realized now that his mind wasn’t clouded by thoughts of Chiyo. And unlike her, Hana knew exactly what he was like. There was no need to lie or pretend with her. She knew the kind of pervert he was and still fully accepted him, fully. If anything, she was an even bigger pervert than he was.
‘I really have been a total idiot. I always thought Hana was attractive, but I’ve been so focused on Chiyo that I never took the time to think about any other options. I was so busy chasing an unobtainable goal that I didn’t even see what was right in front of me.’
But he had to be sure, and he gave her a serious look. “Are you sure you’re ok with being with a pervert like me?”
In response, she banged her forehead against his, and he let out a grunt of pain. “Idiot! Geez, why do you have to draw this out? Don’t you know how embarrassing and nerve-wracking this is for me? I already said that I was fine with it. Now stop keeping me in suspense and just give me an answer already!”
He let out a groan, rubbing his head where she had head-butted him. “Can you at least lighten up on the violence?”
She just harrumphed. “That depends entirely on you.”
For some reason, instead of getting upset, he found her response humorous, and couldn’t resist chuckling. Reaching up, he cupped her cheek, giving her a smile. “Yes, Hana. I would love to go out with you.”
He watched as the annoyance left her eyes and they grew wider. “Really?” She reached up and grasped the hand cupping her cheek. “You mean it?”
He gave her a nod. “I do. I’m just sorry it took me so long to realize your feelings.”
“Well, I can’t really blame you for that since I didn’t realize them myself.” She smiled down at him. “So, I’m your girlfriend now?”
He chuckled again. “I think that’s what we just agreed on.”
Her smile widened. “Good.”
She leaned down and kissed him again. Kiyoshi’s arms went around her as he kissed her back. So the two of them were official now. Did that mean that he could touch her without fear of getting punched? He thought so. That was what boyfriends and girlfriends did together. Did that also mean that he and Hana could do dirty things together whenever they wanted? Not that they hadn’t been doing that already. Maybe the two of them were always meant to get together.
Hana suddenly broke the kiss. “Oh, and Kiyoshi.”
“Yeah?”
Her eyes burned into his as she hovered over him, her voice going quiet and becoming completely serious. “If you ever cheat on me or break up with me, I’ll fucking kill you and then myself.”
The color drained from his face as fear coiled in his gut. He absolutely believed her. But at the same time, there was no fear of that. He may be a perverted horndog, but he was a loyal one. He hadn’t even wanted to do the intimate things he’d done with Hana out of loyalty to Chiyo, and they hadn’t even been together. He may be many things, but he wasn’t a cheater.
As for breaking up with her… Well, he would just have to hope that he would never want to break up with her. But there was no point in worrying about hypothetical future what-ifs.
“Yeah, I believe you,” he said nervously. “Don’t worry, I’d never cheat on you.”
Her seriousness melted away and she smiled at him again. “Good. Now kiss me.”
She pressed her lips to his again, and they resumed making out. Kiyoshi felt his mushroom strain against the towel again, but this time he didn’t try to hide it. There was no reason to, right? Besides, they’d already had sex once before, and that was before they were even friends, let alone in a relationship.
Hana pulled away for air and sat up on him, breathing heavily. She was once again sitting directly on his mushroom. She could most definitely feel it, and it was causing her to blush. She appeared to be thoughtful as she continued to sit on him, taking long, deep, breaths through her mouth.
But then she reached up and began unbuttoning her shirt. Kiyoshi’s eyes widened as he watched her hands move down her front, popping open one button after another until her shirt opened, and she shrugged it down her shoulders and tossed it the floor. This left her in just her bra, and she reached behind her and unhooked it, hesitating for only a few seconds before removing it and dropping it off the side of the bed too.
Kiyoshi’s heart was racing in his chest. ‘Holy shit! Are we about to have sex again? Does she want to consummate our new relationship? I don’t think I’m ready for this! I mean, sure, we did it that one time back in the Corrections Office, and we’ve ended up naked together or in other compromising situations a few times, but those were either accidents or unintended extenuating circumstances. Hell, even the time in the Corrections Office was mostly just me keeping up an act to distract her. But for us to actually and intentionally do the deed, for no other reason than because we want to, and so soon after we just became a couple, I don’t think my heart is prepared for that!’
He must have been staring for too long as he got lost in his thoughts, because Hana had moved off him to sit beside him and was in the process of pushing her skirt and panties down her legs when she paused and glanced at him, then suddenly blushed.
“Stop staring at me!” she snapped in embarrassment. “You always stare at me when I’m getting undressed. It makes me feel self-conscious.”
That was utterly ridiculous. With as amazing of a body that Hana had, she never had any reason to feel self-conscious. If anything, she was even more beautiful than he remembered the last time he saw her.
“Sorry,” he muttered, trying to look guilty. “You just look so amazing that I can’t help but stare.”
Her blush deepened, but she also looked flattered. She attempted to cover up her bashfulness though by tossing the last of her clothing off the bed and reaching for his towel. “Well then, you get naked too so I’m not the only one without clothes.”
Before he had a chance to react, she grabbed his towel and yanked it off. He was now left just as naked as she was, and his mushroom rose up to its full height now that it was free of its confines.
Hana held the towel up as both she and Kiyoshi stared at his erect member standing at full attention, both of them blushing now. Slowly, her arms lowered as she set down the towel, not taking her eyes off his crotch.
“Oh, wow,” she muttered quietly. “I forgot how big it was.”
She seemed to be talking to herself, but Kiyoshi heard her loud and clear. That had been a compliment though, hadn’t it? “Um… thank you?”
He cut her eyes at him. “Idiot. I suppose you want me to suck on it again, right?”
He averted his eyes. “Well, I can’t say I wouldn’t like it.” At least this time he would be willing.
She continued to stare at him with a hooded gaze, but then smirked. “Fine then, I can do that. But first, you’re going to have to do it to me.”
She shuffled on her knees up the bed until she was kneeling right by his head. Then she threw one leg over him and practically sat on his face, pressing her Medusa up against his mouth, and Kiyoshi’s eyes widened at how quickly this had all happened.
‘Her Medusa! I can feel it against my mouth. And I can already feel how wet she is. At least this time I can breathe. I didn’t get a chance to properly enjoy this last time since I was in such a rush, but now I can take my time to truly experience it.’
Hana waited impatiently for him to begin. “Hey, come on, what are you waiting for? Do that thing with your mouth. You did it so good last time.”
Snapping out of his stupor, Kiyoshi’s hands came up to grasp Hana’s hips, and he immediately began to eagerly lick at her. ‘She’s right. What am I waiting for? This is my chance to really get a taste of a girl’s Medusa and to enjoy the sweet nectar she provides. And this time, I shall enjoy the experience to the fullest! No rush to finish before I pass out, no worry about getting caught, no concern of getting expelled if our plans don’t work out. Just me and Hana enjoying our time together.’
Hana seemed to be enjoying it more than him though. As he eagerly licked at her, her eyes had shut in bliss and she began letting out soft moans. Her hands had been resting on her knees, but they now shot out, one of them bracing against the wall, the other gripping one of the steps of the ladder of the bunkbed. She began to subconsciously grind her hips against his mouth as her breathing grew heavier.
“Oh, Kiyoshi,” she whispered loudly. “Oh, God, Kiyoshi!”
His fingers dug into her skin as he gripped her tighter, using his thumbs to spread her wider as he probed her insides with his tongue. ‘Yes, that’s right, Hana! Feel the power of my assault! Despite its small size, the tongue is actually one of the strongest muscles in the human body. No, it’s actually made up of eight different flexible muscles that intertwine with each other. These muscles connect to the masseter, the true strongest muscle based on its weight that resides in the jaw to give a person biting and chewing force. It is with these muscles that I shall demonstrate my strength and lead an assault on Medusa. And with my tongue’s ability to bind and contort, Medusa will stand no chance and will be left quivering and weeping. Medusa shall fall before me, and I shall reap my rewards for a successful attack!’
He began swirling his tongue around inside her, and Hana cried out loudly, arching her back. Her hands came down from the wall and ladder to grasp the back of his head and pull it against her as she grinded her hips against his mouth. Kiyoshi had a brief moment of panic when she did that as he had a flashback to their time in the Corrections Office to how she almost smothered him, but then relaxed when he realized that he could still breathe.
‘That was close. For a second there, I thought it was going to be another race to get her off before she suffocated me again. But it seems that at this angle I don’t need to worry about that. Alright then, Hana, just sit back and enjoy.’
He proceeded to devour her as Hana rocked her hips against his mouth, her nails digging into his scalp. Pants and moans fell from her lips as she twisted about above him. One of her hands eventually released him though as she reached back and took hold of his mushroom. She began moving her hand up and down, pumping him in time with the rocking of her hips.
Kiyoshi groaned against her, the vibrations making her whimper. His toes curled at the feel of her soft hand moving up and down his length. It still amazed him that for how tough Hana was and how skilled of a fighter she was that her hands were so soft. He felt himself began to leak pre-cum as she jerked him, and she spread it along his head and shaft when her fingers made contact with it, providing lubrication that allowed her hand to go up and down on him more smoothly.
She continued jerking him as he feasted on her, his hips making small rising and falling motions in time with her hand. He wondered if she really would be willing to use her mouth on him. She said she would if he did it to her first, and she seemed to enjoy it the last time she did it, but like the last time he had tasted her, he hadn’t really gotten to take his time and enjoy it since he had been so concerned with the plan.
“Hey, Ki-yoshi,” she gasped out, her voice cracking. “D-Do you want-t m-m-me to, ah pee on y-you l-l-like th-this? Oh!”
He was so startled by the question that he almost stopped. If a pee fetish was her thing that she hadn’t fully realized about herself, that was one thing, but just what exactly did she think he was into? They would need to have a talk about the whole peeing on each other thing to clear that up.
But her question did give him an idea, and he pulled his mouth away from her. “Hey, Hana.”
“Don’t stop,” she complained, and shoved her hips against his mouth again.
“Do ‘ou wan’ to t’y somet’in’?” he asked against her.
Somehow understanding what he asked, she glanced down at him. “Try what?”
He lifted her hips off him and shifted underneath her. “Turn around.”
The blush that was already staining her flushed cheeks darkened, but she did as he said and turned around. He took hold of her hips as she did so, pulling her back on top of him while she was now facing his legs. Her Medusa hovered over top of him as he was greeted by a sense of déjà vu.
Apparently, he wasn’t the only one, as Hana glanced back at him and commented. “This is the Ouroboros position. Did you want us to pee on each other like this?”
He almost wanted to laugh. Hana was by no means dumb, but she could be very naïve and ignorant. “Actually, that’s not what this is.”
“Yes, it is. We tried it that time we were both under the futons.”
Yes, he remembered, it was what had given him the idea. “I know, but this isn’t actually called the Ouroboros position. It’s called the sixty-nine position.”
She looked confused. “Sixty-nine?”
He nodded. “It’s a position that allows both of us to perform oral sex on each other at the same time. You can suck on my mushroom while I lick your Medusa.”
She blinked a few times, but then he saw the moment realization hit her. Her face went beet red, and then the blush continued down her whole body as she realized the full extent of what they had been doing beneath the futons, while Chiyo and Gakuto had been in the room no less.
Letting out an embarrassed gasp, she sat up, and ended up sitting directly on his face. “We were doing something like that last time!?” she exclaimed as she stared down at his mushroom in shock.
“Mmm!” came Kiyoshi’s muffled cry from underneath her.
Realizing what she was doing, she leaned forward again and lifted her ass off him, throwing an angry look back at him. “Why didn’t you say anything last time!?”
“I tried!” he exclaimed. “I was trying to explain what we were really doing and what was going to happen, but you were so insistent about it and wouldn’t let me.”
“W-Well… you should have told me anyway!”
He resisted the urge to groan. Somehow, things were always his fault whenever things happened with her. ‘But wait, isn’t that a general rule with couples? The guy is always the one in the wrong, even when he’s not? I think I remember hearing something about that. Is this what they mean by taking responsibility as a man?’
Pouting irritably, Hana turned back to look at his mushroom again. “W-Well, since we’re here now, we might as well try it.”
He looked down at her. “What?”
She blushed again. “I said that we should just do it now that we’re in this sixty-nine position already! So just shut up and get to it!”
Then, without warning, she grabbed his mushroom and shoved it into her mouth. Kiyoshi groaned and his head fell back at the sudden warm, wet heat that engulfed him. She simply dove right in and began sucking and bobbing her head on him while he had been completely unprepared.
He laid there with his eyes closed, letting out groaning noises as Hana’s mouth moved over him, her tongue sliding along his length as she did so. He had been so overtaken by the sudden unexpected feeling that he forgot to return the favor, and she pulled her mouth off him to throw an impatient scowl his way.
“Hey, don’t forget about me,” she complained, and gave her ass a wiggle. “You said we were supposed to do it at the same time.”
Collecting himself, he grasped her hips. “Right, sorry.”
He pulled her hips down to his mouth and began licking at her again. He heard her whimper before she once again took his mushroom into her mouth. They continued on like that, the two of them mutually pleasuring each other, both of them letting out muffled sounds of delight every so often. Hana would occasionally pause at the top of his mushroom, keeping the head in her mouth as she breathed through her nose a few times before diving back down and resuming her bobbing motion. All the while, Kiyoshi never stopped his mouth movements, exploring the inside and outside of her Medusa with is lips and tongue.
‘This is incredible. I’m eating Hana’s Medusa at the same time she’s sucking on my mushroom. It feels so amazing. And I can feel her breasts pressing against me as well. They feel incredible too. I regret not taking things to this level that time we were under the futons together.’
They proceeded to orally stimulate each other for some time before Hana finally pulled her mouth off him. She took several deep breaths as she continued to pump his mushroom with her hand. “Ki-Ki-Kiyoshi, this-s sixty-nine p-posi-position is amaz-amazing.”
He was glad she agreed and pulled his mouth away. “Would you like to change positions?”
She glanced back at him with a dreamy look on her face and a glazed look in her eyes. “Change?”
He nodded. “I could try being on top.”
“You on top?” she seemed to be having trouble formulating thoughts. “Oh, ok.”
He wondered if she fully registered what she had agreed to since she didn’t seem to be thinking straight right now. But no matter, she would soon see. He eased her off him and encouraged her to turn over to lay on her back. Once she did, he climbed on top of her, getting into position. He looked down the length of his body and lined himself up with her mouth.
Her lips parted of their own accord when his tip made contact with them, and she took him back inside. He let out a hiss at the feel of it before looking down at her Medusa just underneath him. Then he lowered his head and resumed licking at her, only this time with him on top.
It was the same, but different, and it was equally as pleasurable. And he found that while on top of her like this, he could thrust down into her mouth, and his hips almost began moving on their own. Hana continued to suck on him, moaning around his length as he licked along her inner walls, using his fingers to spread her. He got a little too enthusiastic though as he worked his mushroom down her throat and began thrusting into it.
Hana let out a muffled choking sound and began coughing around his length. She shook her head, dislodging his mushroom from her throat and let it fall from her mouth, then resumed coughing.
“God, what the hell!?” she cried around her coughs. “Are you trying to fucking choke me with that thing?”
He winced in shame. “Sorry, I guess I got a little carried away. Your mouth just felt so good.”
She made a grumbling sound. “Just try and be a little more considerate.”
“Sorry.”
“And you better not pee down my throat.”
“Like I was going to do that!”
They really needed to have a talk about the whole peeing thing. For now though, they resumed their oral ministrations. Kiyoshi made an attempt to be much more aware of his body’s actions, being much more careful. Hana cooperated with him, allowing him to slowly and carefully make his way into her throat again, and allowing him to gently thrust in and out.
He returned the favor with consistent stimulation of her Medusa, using his fingers, lips, and tongue to pleasure her. Hana proceeded to moan around his mushroom as he did so, and the feeling sent shivers through his whole body. He was tempted to just start thrusting away into her again, but kept himself in check.
Some minutes later, Hana once again removed his mushroom from her mouth, taking several deep, gasping breaths. “Hey, Kiyoshi, how long do we do this for?”
He looked back at her. “Why? Doesn’t it feel good?”
She blushed and averted her eyes. “Y-Yeah, really good. But my jaw is getting tired and sore.”
He gave her a bashful smile. They really were sexual amateurs. Well, that would improve with practice. And based on how many times the two of them accidentally found themselves in sexual situations before they were a couple, they would be getting plenty of experience now that they actually were one.
“There’s really no time limit,” he told her. “It can go on for as long as we want.”
She was silent for several long seconds after that, but then she shyly said, “Can you get off me?”
He did so, rolling off to the side and laying on his back. Hana sat up, but immediately crawled on top of him. Throwing a leg over him, she straddled his waist. His mushroom lay directly in front of her Medusa, and she took it in her hand, running it up and down its length. Her breathing grew ragged and she was blushing again with a look of shyness on her face.
“H-Hey,” she mumbled bashfully, “we may be together now, but you’re still not allowed to get me pregnant until we’re married.”
He sweat-dropped. “I think it’s a little soon to talk about marriage, don’t you think?”
She squeezed his mushroom a little too tight for comfort. “I’m serious. It would be really inconvenient if I got pregnant right now.”
‘Yeah, for me as well. I better buy some condoms as soon as I can. Wait, condoms can tear, right? Maybe I should suggest she go on the pill instead. Sex feels better without condoms anyway, right? Either way, we should get some kind of protection for the future. If my soldiers lay claim to her land, then she’s right, it would be really inconvenient for both of us. For now, I better make sure to get her some of those morning after pills since she made it clear that’s she’s not going to do something embarrassing like buying them herself. Neither of us are ready to have a kid right now.’
He was pulled from his thoughts when he felt Hana press his mushroom against her Medusa, rubbing up against it as she coated his already saliva covered length with her wetness. She sucked in a few gulps of air before lifting herself up and pushing his mushroom’s head against the lips of her Medusa. She seemed to take a few seconds to brace herself, then she sank down onto him.
Kiyoshi let out a loud groan as he was enveloped by her snug heat. Hana threw her head back and gasped loudly, her back arching. When she looked down at him again, she appeared to be pleasantly surprised, and she gave Kiyoshi a somewhat confused look.
“H-H-Hey,” she gasped out in a shaky voice, “it didn’t hurt this time.”
Now it was his turn to be surprised. She thought it was going to hurt like the first time? She really was naïve when it came to sex. “That’s because you’re not a virgin anymore.”
“Why’s that matter?”
“Uh…” he muttered, suddenly feeling embarrassed. He didn’t think he’d needed to give her an anatomy lesson on her own body. “Well… it’s because, um… your, uh, hymen is, uh, gone… That’s kind of what happens to girls their first time. That’s why it hurt so much and why you were bleeding the first time we did it.”
Now it was her face that was turning red. “Oh…” She glanced down between them. “So it’s… not going to hurt anymore then?”
He shook his head. “It shouldn’t.”
She placed her hands on his chest. “Well, that’s a relief.”
Leaning forward slightly, she balanced herself on his chest as she lifted her hips and then let them fall. Both their mouths fell open and they let out simultaneous groans. She did it again, releasing a hiss when she rose and a gasp when she fell. Kiyoshi bit back a groan of his own as she began steadily moving on him, attempting to find a rhythm. She watched him with hooded eyes for a time before her head feel back and she began moaning.
As she moved on him, one of Kiyoshi’s hands shot out and grasped the leg of the ladder, squeezing it tightly. His other hand took a fistful of the bedsheets, and he clenched his teeth against the exquisite feeling of Hana moving up and down on him. She was so damn tight, so damn wet, he’d almost forgotten how good she felt.
‘Shit, this feels good. Oh, fuck. Too good. Is it any wonder guys are said to want this so much? That seems painfully unfair though. Just look at Hana, she’s enjoying this just as much as I am. Oh, God, she’s hot. Why do girls look down on guys for wanting and enjoying sex when they clearly enjoy it just as much? Is it societal standards? Has society dictated that we suppress our instincts based on what it deems acceptable? Such bullshit! This is a truly wonderful thing! It’s the very essence of creating life itself, ingrained into us by the primordial forces of God and nature. When it comes down to it, humans really are still just animals, and we’ve caged that side of ourselves just because society says we should.’
His palm gripping the ladder leg grew sweaty, and his hand practically slipped off it. He instead released it and the blanket to grasp Hana’s hips, pulling her down harder against him as she ceased the up and down motions with her hips and now simply humped against him, keeping his mushroom engulfed by her Medusa. Thus far, she had been inhaling loudly through her nose and letting out her breath in gasps, but now her mouth simply hung open as she began to continuously moan, her head still hanging back.
Kiyoshi wasn’t sure why he did it, but he lifted one of his hands from her hip and then brought it down hard on her rear, giving her cheek a sharp smack. Hana let out a sudden gasping cry, her eyes flying open in surprise, and she stopped her movements. She looked down at him with a shocked look on her face, making it impossible to figure out what she was thinking.
Suddenly feeling nervous, he was about to ask her if anything was wrong when an angry scowl crossed her face and she raised her hand. Before he could say anything, her hand curled into a fist and flew through the air, slamming into his jaw so hard his head snapped to the side and his teeth rattled.
‘Yup, should have seen that coming,’ he found himself thinking, feeling dazed.
“You jerk!” she snapped, raising her fist as if to hit him again. “What was that about!? What’d you hit me for!?”
Placing one hand over his aching jaw, he held up his other hand to stop her in case she decided to hit him again. “Wait, Hana, that’s not what I was doing! I wasn’t hitting you; I was spanking you!”
“That’s the same fucking thing, dumbass; it’s just a different word for it!”
He waved his hand. “No, no, no, wait, it’s not! It’s meant to feel good. It can make sex feel better.”
Her brow furrowed in confusion, though she still looked irritated. “Make it… feel better?”
He let out an internal sigh when he realized she wasn’t going to hit him again. That had been his fault anyway. He had to remember how naïve and inexperienced she was when it came to sex; not that he had all that much experience himself. Why wouldn’t she consider something commonly associated with violence and punishment to be anything less than that?
“Well, you see…” he said, awkwardly averting his eyes. “Some girls enjoy getting spanked while having sex. They think it feels good. So I thought that you might like it, that’s why I did it.”
She blinked at him, looking confused. “They like… getting spanked?”
He looked back at her; it was so weird having this conversation while he was inside her. “Yeah. I think it has something to do with the sudden sharp feeling. It’s meant to heighten the sensations, or something. You know, be stimulating. And it causes vibrations from the impact that the girl and the guy can feel… or something…”
He actually had no idea if what he was saying was true and was really just talking out his ass. It made sense and sounded reasonable in his head though, he just hoped that Hana thought so too. She did appear thoughtful and seemed to be considering his words.
Lowering her fist, she placed it on his chest again. She studied him for several seconds before wiggling her hips slightly, and then her eyes narrowed. “Do it again.”
He blinked. “Oh, um, ok.” He brought his hand up. “Just… don’t punch me again.”
He brought his hand down, lightly smacking her ass cheek. Hana appeared thoughtful, but didn’t look impressed. He did it again, a little harder, and saw her eyes widen a bit. He did it even harder, using about the same amount of force as he did the first time, and her mouth dropped open in a loud gasp.
Did she get it now? She no longer looked annoyed. She seemed thoughtful again, and pleasantly surprised. She didn’t say anything though, and instead balanced her weight against his chest as she resumed riding him.
“Again,” she told him.
He hesitated for a moment, but then slapped her rear again. She let out a pleasant gasp, and he held back a groan as he felt her inner muscles clench around his mushroom. She kept riding him though, speeding up her movements, and her nails dug into his chest.
“Do it again,” she said, an order this time. He slapped her other ass cheek, harder this time, and she gasped loudly, her face twisting as if she were straining. “Oh, God! Again.”
His hand came down on her rear, as hard as he dared, not wanting to actually hurt her, and she let out a cry of “Oh, fuck, yes!”
She didn’t repeat the command, but began riding him vigorously. He gripped her reddening cheeks as she moved on him, realizing that his instincts had been right, Hana did enjoy getting spanked during sex. Her passion seemed to have escalated, her nails scratching at his chest, leaving red marks, and his own fingers dug into her rear.
“God!” she cried out, and suddenly dropped forward, slamming her lips against his and kissing him furiously. She now lay on top of him, her body flush against his, gripping his shoulders as she held onto him. Kiyoshi’s own arms came up to wrap around her, pushing down on her back as he hugged her to him while thrusting up into her.
Breaking the kiss, Hana rested her head next to his as she began raising and lowering her hips, keeping up the pace. She had worked up a good sweat by this point, and Kiyoshi’s body’s own perspiration allowed them to easily slide against each other. Hana was resting her head on his shoulder as she let out a stream of moans, and Kiyoshi was letting out his own grunts into her hair. He briefly reached down and gave her rear another slap, earning him a loud intake of breath from her, before returning his hand to her back again.
“Kiyoshi…” Hana groaned in ecstasy. “Oh, fuuuuuck, Kiyoshi.”
She suddenly let out a gasping cry and pushed herself up off him so she was straddling him again, her hands flying up to tangle in her hair, her movements ceasing and her eyes squeezing shut. She hadn’t cum, at least Kiyoshi didn’t think so, but she did seem to have experienced a mini-orgasm.
Hana took several deep breaths before her eyes fluttered open and she looked down at him. Reaching up, she braced her hands on top of the bunk above her, pushing against it to press down harder on him and began steadily gyrating her hips. Kiyoshi watched as she moved on him as if she were preforming a dance, his eyes trailing all over her body.
‘Hana’s amazing. The way she moves feels incredible. I can feel how strong her legs are as they squeeze my waist, and the way her inner muscles massage my mushroom feels so good I want to scream. How did I never look at her as a possible love interest before? I really was blinded by Chiyo. To think, if I hadn’t been so focused on her, then Hana and I may have gotten together much sooner. Then we could have been doing stuff like this this whole time.’
Keeping his hands on her hips, Kiyoshi admired Hana’s figure as she moved on him. She pushed against the bunk above her to push her hips even harder against him as she continued to make circling motions with her waist. Kiyoshi couldn’t resist, and trailed one of his hands up her body to settle on her breast. Hana’s back arched at the contact and she let out a series of gasping whimpers. With his other hand, he moved towards her center and began rubbing his thumb over her clit.
Hana’s eyes flew open and she cried out as she was hit by a sudden orgasm. Kiyoshi felt the walls of her Medusa convulse around him as they seemed to try to suck up his mushroom, and he groaned as his length was massaged. Hana’s hands fell away from the upper bunk and she nearly collapsed, but managed to catch herself on the ladder to remain upright while balancing herself with her other hand against his chest.
Loud coughing gasps escaped her as she struggled to stay upright, her legs shaking on either side of him. Pleasure twisted her face as she let out a hiss through clenched teeth, dragging her nails across his chest, leaving red trails in their wake.
“God… I can’t…” she gasped out, then suddenly let go of the ladder, allowing herself to drop down onto him, where she lay panting as her orgasm came to an end.
When her body settled down, she continued to lay there, breathing heavily. Kiyoshi brought his hands up and held her, suddenly feeling awkward. She had gotten off, and now appeared to be spent as she laid on him, but he was still rock hard, having not cum yet, which left him in a bit of a dilemma.
‘Wait, what do I do now? Do I… Do I keep going? She looks so relaxed right now. Should I just let her be? Would it be considered rude or inconsiderate if I continued? She won’t get mad at me if I do, will she? Damn it, I never considered what should be done if the girl finishes but the guy doesn’t. Would it feel like I’m just using her if I keep going while she’s like this? There really should be some kind of handbook for all this stuff. Ah! But if I don’t start moving, I feel like I’m going to go crazy. I really hate having blue balls.’
A small mumble came from Hana and she lifted her head. She looked at him with sleepy eyes and gave him a small smile. But it soon became a curious frown and she glanced behind her. Giving her hips a wiggle, making Kiyoshi groan, she looked back at him, now appearing mildly annoyed.
“Hey, why’d you stop?” she asked. “You didn’t finish yet.”
He blinked up at her, then suddenly looked awkward. “Huh? Oh, um, well, see, it’s just that you were… well…”
“Just how do you think of me?” she asked, propping herself up on his chest. “I’m not the kind of girl who leaves her man unsatisfied. I give as good as I get. You can fuck me however you want.”
Kiyoshi blushed. She really did have quite the mouth on her sometimes. Her words gave him pause though as he suddenly imagined taking her in a variety of different positions.
Feeling awkward, he averted his gaze and scratched his chin. “Well, in that case, would you like to try a new position?”
A slight blush filled her cheeks, but she didn’t back down, though she did look shy about it. “S-Such as?”
“Um… I was thinking… doggystyle.”
He glanced back at her, feeling embarrassed. She blinked at him a few times, but then her brow furrowed and she suddenly looked angry. “What!? You want to fuck me like a dog!? Like with a collar and a leash and everything!? Are you going to call me a bitch too!?”
He was taken aback by her questions; what she had just said had never once even occurred to him. “What? No, that’s not what I–”
“Listen up, Kiyoshi,” she interrupted, pointing a finger in his face, “I’m your girlfriend, not some fetish satisfying sex slave. I said you could be as perverted as you want with me, and I don’t mind trying out new things in bed, but I will draw the line in certain areas. You can pee on me if you want, but I will not be demeaned by being treated like an animal or doing freaky kinky stuff, you got it?”
He held up his hands. “I don’t want to pee on you, and I wasn’t talking about any fetish stuff. Doggystyle is just the name of another sex position, like missionary or cowgirl. There’s no kinky or fetish stuff involved.”
She didn’t say anything, she just continued to hold her finger in his face. But then she slowly retracted her hand and at least had the decency to look embarrassed for her outburst and presumptuous ignorance. “W-Well… you should have just said so to begin with.”
Kiyoshi sweat-dropped. ‘I did. It’s not my fault you didn’t understand. I thought everyone knew what doggystyle was; it’s very commonly known. Even if they don’t, you’d think it’d be easy enough to figure out.’
Still looking embarrassed, she turned away. “S-So, what is this doggy position?”
He swallowed, feeling awkward. “Well, first you need to turn around.”
She cocked her head to the side, but then did as he said. She lifted herself off him and his mushroom fell free of her Medusa, and then she turned around so she was facing the other side of the bed.
“But this is just the Ouro– I mean, the sixty-ninth position,” she replied.
He resisted the urge to chuckle at her incorrect wording. “No, not quite.”
He crawled out from underneath her and got onto his knees. Coming up behind her, he positioned her properly on her hands and knees. He then got into position himself, slipping between her legs and taking hold of her hips, pulling her against him. He felt her tense up nervously as he took hold of his mushroom in his hand and pressed the head up against her Medusa.
“This is the doggystyle position,” he told her. “See, there’s nothing about dogs involved.”
Well, excluding that the position was named such because it was the one that dogs, and, really, many other animals, mated in, but there was no need to mention that.
Hana’s hands dug into the bedsheets. “W-Well then, what are you waiting for? Get to it.”
Smirking, Kiyoshi did just that. Taking hold of her hips, he pulled her back as he pushed forward, letting out a groan as his mushroom slid back inside her. Hana threw her head back and cried out as he buried himself into her up to the hilt. He held himself there, savoring the feeling this new position offered.
Hana’s arms began shaking before she suddenly collapsed, dropping face-down on the bed with her rear in the air, and Kiyoshi glanced down at her in concern. “Hey, are you ok?”
She took a few seconds to recover, then lifted herself up again. “Y-Yeah, I’m fine. My arms just gave out for a second.” She shifted about for a moment before wiggling her hips. “So this is doggy. It feels… different. Good, but different.”
Kiyoshi let out an amused sound. “Ok then, I’m going to start now.”
Gripping her hips, he pulled out almost all the way and then pushed back in. Hana made a high-pitched noise as he suppressed a groan. He repeated the motion, performing some experimental thrusts, then began working on building up a rhythm. His grip on Hana’s hips tightened as he pulled her back against him when he pushed back in, and she eventually started matching his movements, pushing back to meet him.
“Fuck,” she groaned out as they rocked on the bed together. “I can feel you in my stomach. Ah!”
Kiyoshi let out a groan of his own as he looked down between them, watching as his mushroom disappeared in and out of her. He saw how the lips of her Medusa clung to him when he pulled back, as if to prevent him from leaving, and it made him want to bury inside her and never leave.
Raising his hand, he gave her rear a smack, and she cried out. He did this a few more times, until her cheeks obtained a nice red hue, then he went back to gripping her hips with near-bruising force. Despite lying to the chairman about preferring butts over boobs, he still very much enjoyed the ass.
As her rear bounced against him, he suddenly found his thoughts taking a different turn, and he somehow felt himself grow even harder. ‘The mouth and Medusa aren’t the only places you can have sex with a woman. There’s also the forbidden hole. Perhaps that’s the real reason why the chairman prefers them over breasts, because you can do it in the butt. But you can also fuck a woman’s breasts too. A tit-job, that’s what it’s called. I’d love to feel it, to feel what it’s like to fuck Hana’s tits, and also her ass. She said that she was open to trying new things in bed, and that I could have sex with her anywhere, but I think it may be a little soon for that. We just became a couple, and this is only the second time we’ve had sex. I don’t want to push her into anything she’s not ready for yet. I’ll ask her some other time, when we’ve grown more comfortable with each other’s bodies. There’s no need to rush anything. Besides, it’ll be something to look forward to.’
He let his eyes travel from her rear, up her backside, to the top of her blonde head. Unable to resist, he reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling back on it. The moans Hana had been emitting rose in volume as her neck craned back as he pulled on her hair. Using it as leverage, he increased the speed of his thrusts, his breathing growing heavier. They’d been at this for a good while now, and he didn’t think he would be able to last much longer.
“Ki-Ki-Kiyo-shi!” Hana called out suddenly, trying to speak through her moans. “Y-You’re n-n-not going to p-pee inside of m-me, are y-ou?”
Kiyoshi was so startled by the question that he almost released her hair. “What? No! Why would I do that?”
He wondered how such an idea even occurred to her. Hell, he didn’t even think it was possible for a guy to pee when they were as hard as he currently was. Right now, he was pretty sure his suspicions that Hana had a golden shower fetish she wasn’t aware of yet were accurate. If that was the case though… well, he guessed he would just have to learn to live with it, just like others who had partners who were into such things did.
While he generally didn’t understand how someone could find such a thing arousing, right now, he was so turned on and so close to the edge that he thought he might be able to get off to pretty much anything, even being peed on.
Releasing Hana’s hair, he rose up higher and mounted her like an animal. Pressing his chest to her back, he held himself up with his other hand while reaching around her and grasping her breast with the other. He rested his chin on her shoulder as he let out continuous groans in her ear, thrusting against her harder and faster.
Hana was crying out in time with his thrusts as they rocked on the bed almost violently. Her arms gave out slightly, and she dropped down onto her forearms, but still managed to hold herself up. She leaned down though and bit into the blankets, pulling back on them with her teeth like a dog playing tug-of-war and emitting noises that almost sounded more animal than human.
‘Because that’s what we are. No matter how advanced we become, no matter how much we evolve, we’re all still just animals. And in such instances like these that we become so lost in ourselves, our sense of reason fades away and we’re guided purely by instinct. That’s when our animal sides come out and we resort to our most base and primal selves. And what could be more based than the desire to eat and mate? It’s a driving force of nature that we’re helpless to resist.’
His movements became more aggressive, causing the entire bunkbed to rock and creak. Hana’s muffled cries rose to near screams as she tore at the blanket with her teeth and hands. She wasn’t so much participating anymore as she was merely receiving, having lost all control of her body as Kiyoshi pounded her furiously.
He could feel from the way her inner walls had begun pulling at him that she was getting close. He drove into her even harder, trying to get her there before him since he was so close himself. He may have gotten her off once already, but he didn’t want to finish when he was so close to bringing her to another orgasm; she probably wouldn’t appreciate that. Besides, he wanted to make her cum as much as possible.
There was a loud ripping sound as the blanket Hana was yanking at with her hands and teeth suddenly tore, and she ripped off a piece with her mouth, which promptly fell open in a scream as she fell forward. Kiyoshi felt her start cumming around him and lost what little restraint he had left. Letting out a loud groan, he exploded inside her, keeping his hips pressed hard against her. The arm he was using to hold himself up began shaking before giving out. His full weight came down on Hana, and they collapsed into a sweaty, quivering heap.
Kiyoshi breathed heavily against Hana’s back as she panted underneath him, releasing spurt after spurt into her. When his mushroom released the last of his seed, he remained where he was for several long moments before snaking his other arm underneath her as well as he hugged her to him, and they both feel onto their sides. Kiyoshi pulled her to him so they were spooning, burying his face in her hair and inhaling her scent. Hana let out a “Mmm” sound and snuggled back into him.
“Shit, Hana,” he gasped out when he managed to find his voice. “That was…”
“Even better than our first time,” she finished for him, apparently sharing his thoughts.
He nodded. It was true for a number of reasons, from them having a little more experience to him not feeling guilty about Chiyo to the two of them actually being an official couple now. But what was arguably the biggest reason was that he hadn’t been pressed for time and at risk of them getting caught, allowing him to truly enjoy the experience and fully indulge in it. If this was how things would be between them from now on, then things were looking very promising for their future.
“Kiyoshi,” she said slowly, almost hesitantly, “are you going to pee on me now?”
Feeling drained, Kiyoshi’s eyes had been closed and he had been starting to fall asleep, but now his eyes flew open in surprise. “What? Hana, no, I’m not planning on peeing on you. Why do you keep asking me that? Do you… Do you want me to?”
He felt her tense up in his arms. “O-Of course not! That’s so dirty! What kind of pervert would want to pee on someone or get peed on without good reason!?”
Kiyoshi briefly wondered what could possibly be a “good reason” to pee on someone or get peed unless it was wanted. “Well, I don’t plan to, ok, so you don’t have to worry about it or keep asking.” And then he remembered. “Besides, I already peed on you today, remember?”
A few seconds of silence passed before she started to shift in his arms. “That’s right, you did.”
She extracted herself from his arms and began to get up. Kiyoshi released her, thinking she was making to get out of bed. Instead, she stood up as much as she could with the top bunk above her and stepped over him so she had one leg on either side of him. Kiyoshi shifted onto his back beneath her as she squatted over him, suddenly getting a sense of foreboding.
“Wait, Hana,” he said slowly, “what are you doing?”
Glancing down, she smirked at him. “It’s my turn.”
His eyes widened as realization hit him. “Hana, wait–”
But it was too late. Hana had released her bladder, unleashing a spray of urine. Kiyoshi was helpless to do anything about it and simply closed his eyes as he found himself, once again, doused in a shower of pee for the second time that day.
Strangely, there was no anger from him, no getting upset or falling into shame or despair. Rather, a feeling of reluctant acceptance came over him as he realized that this was simply the way things were going to be from now on. Pee, it seemed, had been what brought them together, and now it looked like it was just going to be a normal part of their relationship.
‘I guess this is something I’m just going to have to get used to. I suppose it could be worse. At least she doesn’t have a poop fetish.’ When the spray stopped, he opened his eyes to see her still squatting over him, and his gaze moved from her Medusa to her ass, causing him to sweat-drop. ‘Best not to give her any ideas.’
THE END

(A/N: Well, that brings an end to this one. An appropriate end to Prison School. Like I said, the manga really did screw us over with it's ending. It just left so much unresolved. I like to think that Kiyoshi and Hana got together afterwards. Like I said, I know they have a lot of problems, but I just can't help it, I ship them so hard. And if you want to disregard the first chapter, you can really look at this as what did happen after the manga ended. I have to admit, out of the different lemon challenges I've done so far, this one had been the most awkward and uncomfortable ones I've done so far. I guess that means the practice is working for me if I've been able to pull through such uncomfortable scenarios. I'll really be pushing my boundaries for my next challenge, maybe a bit too far. But if you've been enjoying this challenge streak I've been doing, keep a lookout for more.)
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