Episode 32: Call Me Reina… ※
I took Yuno’s slender shoulders gently in both hands and pressed her slowly down into the sofa.
Yuno’s lightless, glossy eyes narrowed, slow, and the corner of her mouth lifted into a small smile.
Gentle, and yet bewitching. A strange, unplaceable kind of smile.
“She’s normally so cute, but she gets this surprisingly sultry look on her face.”
Ah, there it is again——
Saeko’s words, and my chest gave a dull, aching throb.
I brought my face close to Yuno’s lips as if drawn there.
A damp, soft sensation. At first, almost ticklish — barely touching, again and again, at a distance that could hardly be called contact.
Eventually, when my tongue slipped through the gap of her lips, Yuno answered in kind, winding hers softly around mine.
The kiss deepened, gradually, growing warmer.
Suddenly, Yuno gripped my back, tight.
That grip — unbearably dear to me.
Just that, and the kiss turned fiercer again.
Shifting the angle of my face, deeper, more intense.
“Nn… hah… hah…”
Sweet sounds escaped from both of us, mixed with the wet sound of it.
My lips drifted naturally toward Yuno’s neck.
I traced the vein showing faintly beneath her white throat, slowly, with the tip of my tongue. I could feel her pulse against my tongue, and it sent a shiver through me.
Then I pressed my lips there — juuh, juruh — and began leaving marks.
“…Nn…”
Yuno’s brow drew faintly together, her face twisting slightly. Her eyes grew heavy and hooded, her cheeks flushing. Her breathing roughened.
That expression, that breathing — I couldn’t bear it.
The pull of my mouth grew stronger all at once, and dark red-purple marks bloomed, one after another, across her white skin.
As if marking her as mine.
I rested a hand against the swell of her chest and pressed my lips to hers again — and this time, it was Yuno’s tongue that slipped in first.
Slow, but without hesitation.
It wound around mine, soft, sultry. Clinging, drawing close.
As if she knew exactly where to touch to undo me. As if toying with me.
“…Nn, …fhh.”
A sound slipped out before I could stop it. My strength seemed to drain away.
My head, melting.
Where had Yuno learned to kiss like this, that it could feel this good.
— It surfaced, unbidden.
“Her kissing was incredible, you know. For someone so young.”
For an instant, my lips stilled.
But Yuno didn’t notice, winding her tongue deeper, deeper still. The skill in that movement made my chest sting.
Hey, Yuno.
How many adults have you kissed, before me.
How did you kiss Saeko. How did you wind your tongue around hers.
What face did you make, what face, when your bodies came together.
Did it feel better than this. Better than with me.
My head filled with it, completely.
My body was sweet, melting — and inside my chest, something bitter and pitch-black.
The contradiction of it felt like it might drive me out of my mind.
I want to overwrite all of it. Every part.
I want to make Yuno mine, only mine.
I want to erase everything about Saeko.
I want to carve over it, repaint it, until she can’t even remember Saeko existed.
That black feeling filled my entire body, and I couldn’t stop it anymore.
Breath-laced sounds slipped from between our lips, and the indecent, wet sound of it filled the room.
That’s when——
Crack.
“…!”
A hard sound, and I snapped back to myself with a jolt.
I looked at Yuno’s mouth — and blood was dripping, from her tongue.
My feelings had run too strong.
On impulse, I had bitten Yuno’s tongue.
What am I doing.
I’m the worst.
“…Sorry. I — that’s, that wasn’t——”
Flustered, I sat up, stammering, piling broken words on top of each other.
Yuno’s glistening eyes turned slowly to meet mine, shifting into something heavy-lidded and rapturous.
And then——
She licked the dripping blood away, lowered her eyes, and smiled.
Through her narrowed lids, her eyes were dim, and whatever lay behind them was completely unreadable.
Then, quietly, she sat up, took hold of both my shoulders firmly, and pushed me back down.
“Eh, Yuno——”
By the time I noticed, our lips had already met.
Soft. Warm. And — the faint taste of iron, seeping in slowly.
The taste of Yuno’s blood, passing into my mouth, felt strangely visceral, and my brain buzzed with a numbing tingle.
Every time our tongues wound together, every time our breath mixed, I felt the blood pulse hard through my entire body.
— I want all of Yuno.
— I want to repaint her whole past.
That black and ugly possessiveness poured out from deep in my chest, through my whole body. I tried to hold it back, but my hands had already pulled Yuno’s body in tight.
Our lips parted.
Yuno, cheeks flushed pink, looked down at me with melted, heavy-lidded eyes and murmured:
“I really do just want to see big sis go all cute and undone.”
Stroking my head gently, she brought her lips to my ear and blew, softly.
Just that, and a current of electricity ran down my spine. The tip of her tongue traced slowly along the rim of my ear, and she sucked gently at the lobe.
Shifting angle, sucking again. A teasing, calculated movement.
“…Nnh.”
A sound slipped out before I could stop it.
Yuno’s tongue slid down to my neck, moving smoothly over my skin. As if confirming, from my own reactions, exactly where felt good. Each time she found a spot, she returned to it, again and again.
Deep in my chest, a throbbing ache. Almost painful.
It felt good. So good — and yet Saeko’s face surfaced anyway.
That was unbearably pathetic.
A hand settled over the swell of my chest, kneading slowly, carefully. My clothes and underwear were slipped off smoothly, and Yuno buried her face against my bared chest.
Looking up at me from below, her eyes were innocent and adorable, and yet, somewhere in them, terribly erotic. That contradiction made my whole body ache all the more.
The tip of her tongue traced a slow circle around the peak——
stopping right at the edge of touching it, again and again.
“…! Yuno——”
The moment I couldn’t wait any longer and the sound escaped me, she finally closed her lips around it. As if she’d been waiting for exactly that sound.
A current ran through my entire body. With her lips still closed around it, her tongue moved faster, gradually, and my own voice grew louder along with it.
“Nn… ah, hah, Yuno…!”
Yuno’s hand slid smoothly downward.
Stroking my thighs, again and again. Inner, outer, teasing. Almost touching the most sensitive place, never quite. The frustration of it made my hips twist, helplessly, seeking.
I could tell Yuno was smiling, quietly. — Everything, exactly as she wanted. Realising that came too late to matter.
Smoothly, over the fabric of my underwear, she traced the spot.
“Fhaaaahn.”
A far louder sound than I expected escaped me, shame and pleasure crashing in together.
Yuno propped her cheek on one hand, tilted her head, and looked at me with heavy, melted eyes, smiling faintly. A mischievous, sweet smile, one that somehow ached at my chest too.
— Was this also something she’d learned from Saeko.
“Ahah, you’re already so wet here, like you were waiting.”
“Quiet… don’t say things… like that.”
“Why not? You wanted this the whole time, didn’t you.”
“…!”
Yuno teasingly poked at that place with her finger. Each time, a sound slipped out, and I could feel my underwear growing damp.
My face went hot all over. Embarrassed, I looked away.
Her hand slid inside my underwear, her fingertip tracing there, gently. Again and again, teasing.
I couldn’t read the rhythm. I knew, myself, that my whole body was being toyed with, completely.
Each time, I could feel myself growing wetter, the ache deepening, slowly.
“Nn, ahh, haah.”
Sounds dissolved into breath, ringing through the quiet room.
“Big sis, you’re really cute, you know. I’m the only one who knows this face, right?”
“Big sis.”
That address made something throb, sharp, deep in my chest.
— She calls Saeko by her name.
— And I’m always just “big sis.”
Before I knew it, the words were out of my mouth.
“…To Yuno.”
“Hm?”
“…To Yuno, am I… just one more ‘big sis’ among all the others?”
“Big sis…? What’s wrong?”
— I know. I shouldn’t be asking this. It’s pathetic. Not like me at all.
But I couldn’t stop.
“Call me by my name… Call me Reina…”
The words came out so plainly it surprised even me.
Yuno’s eyes widened slightly, blinking — and then she brought her lips close to my ear.
“Reina.”
A breath-laced, slightly mischievous, sweet voice.
That one word alone, and my whole body trembled.
“Reina.”
“Nnh…”
“Reina… I like you… I like you.”
Whispered, again and again.
That “I like you” means nothing at all to Yuno. Just a string of words she learned so she wouldn’t be thrown away.
She probably whispered it to Saeko in that exact same voice. Even knowing that——
None of it mattered anymore.
Yuno’s fingers moved lower again.
One finger, slowly, pressing in.
Then a second, following.
Pressing deep, withdrawing, shifting angle, pressing in again. The movement was startlingly assured, as if she’d known exactly where to go from the very start.
— Who taught you that.
“Ahh… no more… I can’t——”
My head went white, melting completely. There was no room left to hold back my voice.
That’s when——
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
Somewhere distant, a vibration sounded.
Yuno’s hand, inside me, stilled completely.
“Reina, your phone’s ringing.”
“…!”
“Aren’t you going to answer it?”
The phone kept ringing.
Might be work. A client, an employee. Might be urgent.
Right now, none of that mattered. None of it, at all.
“…Don’t… stop.”
“Hm?”
Yuno, still motionless, peered into my face.
Her eyes narrowed, slowly.
“Don’t… stop… please…”
Eyes wet, in a voice pathetic enough that even I recognised it, I said it.
Yuno stared at me steadily for a moment — and then laughed, breathing it out softly.
“Ahah, cuuute.”
That face was beautiful enough to be infuriating.
Yuno’s fingers began moving again.
Slow, slow — and then, suddenly, pressed deep. A sound tore out from somewhere deep in my body.
Withdrawing, gentling again. Just as the frustration built enough that my hips began to move on their own, it turned fierce again. As if she could read every one of my reactions.
“Hah, ahh… no more, I can’t——”
My head went white, my body jolting hard.
I couldn’t stop the sound. What came out of my own mouth no longer felt like mine.
All the strength left my body, and I sagged, limp, against Yuno. My ragged breathing wouldn’t settle.
— What am I doing. Me.
Slowly, clarity crept back in.
The phone had stopped ringing.
A dull, lingering ache remained, deep in my chest.
The afterglow of pleasure beyond anything before, guilt, and a grief I couldn’t name — all of it tangled together in a mess.
Yuno stroked my head slowly through all of it, smiling gently.