Sleeping Time II

"Want me to stay?" Shouichi questioned, still holding in his smirk.

"Ye~Yes!" Ayane replied humbly, now blushed as she found herself incapable of meeting Shouichi's gaze. 

"Ahahaha, I gotcha!" He revealed with a roaring laugh.

"Shouichi! You lil brat!" She snapped, her face shifting to adorably anger as her fists started pounding his shoulders, playful in her manner. Ayane could be cute when she was fuzzy like this, her face was all red and pudgy like a little kid, he remarked inwardly.

"Of course, I'm not leaving… Ouch! Ouch!" 

"Would you promise me that?" Ayane asked with seriousness in her eyes.

"Yes, I promise. Hahaha... You are acting weird today, Ayane." Shouichi told her matter-of-factly before jesting, "Is it the spicy ramen that got you worked up?" 

"'Cause you are the dummy!" She replied, her tone louder than intended.

"So… you are going to Tokyo University, huh?" 

"Yep! I wonder what it would be like to live in the city." She replied, clasping her hands on her chest in anticipation, her shoulder brushing his slightly. 

"It's nothing to fantasise about, really," Shouichi told her, waving dismissively. "She is awfully close right now." He couldn't help but notice her warmth on his body. 

"You could say that because you were from Melbourne! Tokyo is definitely different." Ayane argued, persistent in her tone and stubborn in nature.

"Hahaha, true." Shouichi giggled, partially agreeing with her sentiment, "Still, it's just full of people, you know. Tokyo would be worse in that regard. You wouldn't like the crowd." and explained his reasons. 

"How did you know I didn't like the crowd?" Ayane asked puzzledly.

"Isn't that what you told me? On the rooftop? Got amnesia or something?" Shouichi teased, a sly grin spreading across his face as he reminded her of that very first day at Seihei school. "Or did the spicy ramen mess with your memory too?" He added playfully, reaching out to gently pat her fluffy, jet-black hair, his fingers sinking into its soft texture.

"Of course, I remember that… Why wouldn't I?" She bantered, slapping his hand away but her voice palably faltered. "I just never thought you would..." Ayane mumbled, almost to herself, the weight of his words tugging at her heartstrings. She had never felt like this before… so vulnerable, so dependent on a mere boy.

"Hey… It's been 15 minutes, you should go to the bathroom." Shouichi informed and pointed his finger at the bathroom. The jet-black-haired girl nodded before obediently following what he said. 

***

"Don't forget to lock the door..." Shouichi reminded himself while checking his own room's doorknob. Twisting it a few times, it was confirmed to be secured tight. Then he threw himself on the bed, letting his tired body relax to the full extent. 

"Phew... I'm spent. What a day…" The boy thought to himself. His eyelids fell heavy and his mind started to drift. 

Knock~Knock!

There was a soft yet hearable knocking sound on his door, "Shouichi! Open the door!" It was unmistakably Ayane's voice, she whispered from the other side. 

Knock~Knock!

The sound echoed again, this time louder and more insistent. Shouichi groaned, dragging his exhausted husk of a body upright. Each step felt heavier as he stumbled through the dark, his sluggish feet scuffing against the floor. Reaching the door, he blindly swung his hand to grasp the handle and yanked it open, his movements clumsy and unfocused.

"What?" Shouichi whispered, his voice vague as his eyes adjusted to the dim hallway light.

Standing at his doorway was Ayane, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Her gaze darted back and forth nervously, like a child caught sneaking out past curfew. Her hands fidgeted behind her back, and she bit her lip as though she were contemplating whether to speak or retreat.

"Don't laugh." She whispered to him sheepishly, "I'm afraid of ghosts. I can't sleep." 

"Sounds like a your problem than my problem." Shouichi quipped as he yawned and shut the door on her face. 

Knock~Knock!

A soft knocking came again. It really started to bug him to his core. 

"What?" He opened it again and asked. But this time Ayane didn't ask for his permission, she walked into his room and sat on his bed, as inconsiderate as she could be.

"It stinks so bad in here." She commented brutally, wiggling her nose with a sour face. 

"Ay! What you think you're doing?!" Shouichi asked in puzzlement, he quickly slammed the door shut. The last thing he wanted would be his mother catching him and Ayane huddling in his room. 

"By the way, I'm sleeping on this bed." She simply informed, clearly not a request as she lay down on the bed. With the right amount of light seeping through the curtain's gaps, Shouichi eventually caught a glimpse of her black nightgown, to make matters worse, it was one of those revealing ones.

"Yoko-san… What have you got her to wear… sob," He cursed at his mother in his mind. 

"Ayane! You can't just take my bed. Get off right now..." Shouichi ordered her while keeping his voice down in a whisper.

"Hehehe, it's really comfy. I like your blanket, so warm, super fluffy." It was too late, Ayane had already buried herself in his blanket.

"And she said it stank just three seconds ago..." He thought and let out a big air from his nostrils. 

"Whatever, man! I'm getting in!" Shouichi's mind wasn't in the right place with the drowsiness creeping up his mind, he decided to foolishly lay in his bed next to his gorgeous friend.

Reality often diverged from expectation, and Shouichi was no stranger to such discordance. Yet, he found himself unprepared for the sight before him. His heart pounded loudly in his chest, each beat reverberating in his ears. His face burned hot, a deep flush creeping across his cheeks as his gaze fixated on Ayane's exposed elegant back. Worse, the curve of her exposed upper bottoms peeked just above the fabric of her outfit.

Struggling to maintain his composure, Shouichi instinctively took a scoot back further, leaving a deliberate gap between them. It was as though he were constructing a mental barrier — a fragile but necessary partition to safeguard his spiralling thoughts.

"Hehehe, I gotcha!" Suddenly, Ayane shuffled and turned around to face him. Scooting closer, her mischievous eyes stared at him like a predator looking at its prey. 

"Eh?" Shouichi gasped, momentarily baffled. Not to realise that his breath was getting heavier and harder.

"Come in, you don't wanna get a cold, right?" Ayane teased, lifting up the blanket to cover his body, unintentionally, his eyes gawked at her naked chest from the loose V neckline. "She~she doesn't wear any bra! What the freak…" The boy was beyond flustered. Didn't know what to do, his mind short-circuited. Not knowing what to do, he just lay there, unmoving like a stone.

"Hahaha, you definitely don't know how to handle girls, Shouichi-kun..." Her fingers traced sensually on his chest, "You really are a virgin, aren't you?" Ayane teased, whispering in his ears so close that Shouichi could feel her soft minty breath brushing against his cheek.

"Y~yes… You are not wrong..." Shouichi replied, trembling in his tone.

"Wanna continue what we left off at the pond?" She whispered, deliberately slowing down each word to sound more erotic.

"Definitely not, I'm not falling for the temporary desire and the pleasure of the flesh..." His citing voice hardened and his mind was reinforced, no amount of teasing would make him falter. As if Shouichi became one of the monks with unwavering resolve and unyielding perseverance.

"Hooo, hooo. Hahaha. You are... so funny." Ayane chuckled cheerfully. 

"Begone Thoth!" He cited in his mind.

"...How about this?" She suggested and began to libidinously caress his abdomen.

"Hold the door! Hold the door! Hold the door!" Shouichi chanted, fighting for his life. But he was a simple man, no matter how strong his resolve was. He couldn't hold it down any longer, a raging rod broke out, straining against his pants.

"Ummmm, please stop, Ayane-chan..." Shouichi begged with frustration in his trembling voice, Ayane, who almost touched his private part, paused in an abrupt motion.

"Now that I think about it... Didn't you get stiffy during the ride home as well? Fufufu, I could feel it pressed against my butts." She continued her ruthless operation, like sleep was never her option to begin with.

After a long pause, the bewitching girl offered him a condition, a game of the night, "...If you come, I promise I will go back to my room... Let's start..."

"You lewd succubus…" He grumbled as he accepted defeat with a new-found realisation that he could never truly refuse when it came to Morimura Ayane.

Shouichi kept his eyes shut tight and prepared himself to be rubbed lewdly. 

Five minutes passed and nothing happened, Shouichi fluttered his eyes open in bafflement before realised the lewd assault had never been delivered. 

"...Zzz... ...Zzz... ...Zzz..." 

"Ayane...?" Shouichi whispered softly, his voice laced with a mix of concern and hesitation. His hand hovered just above her shoulder, the urge to gently shake her awake almost overwhelming. Yet, as he leaned in closer, he realised the truth.

Ayane's breathing was slow and steady, her head slightly tilted as she slumped in place. She had fallen asleep mid-sentence, the day's events having drained her entirely. Shouichi sighed, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Even you have a limit, hmm?" Shouichi spoke to her, knowing she was completely knocked out.

"Ayane-chan... Thanks for helping out at Yoko's shop, joining me on the trek to find the lucky pond, making amends with Misaki-chan, and lastly strolling food stalls together. You truly made it a wonderful day for me, the day that I can never forget..." He reflected effectively, his eyes traced her beautiful facial features. 

"Hehe... You know you can be so cute if you stop being a lewd weirdo, you know?" He adoringly stared at her serene expression. Shouichi watched her purring quietly, he couldn't help but pat her lush hair on her head.

"Good night..." He said his farewell and then eventually, he got to enjoy his peaceful and tranquil slumber.