The Key of Change - Chapter 3
This is just as it has always been. Kei taking his best friend home to hang out, play games, drink a bit. At least that's what Kei thinks, as he leads a man that sees him as someone completely different into his personal space.
Chapter 3: A chill evening
What greeted Haru inside was… A mountain of clothing in the entryway. He glanced towards Keiko and she instantly looked away, a light blush on her cheeks.
“Look… I couldn't find anything that fit in his clothes… Just… Just go sit on the couch or something…" She huffed as she stepped over the mess, and turned to the kitchen side of the one room apartment, and left Haru to his own device. He walked over to the other side of the room and sat down on the couch, folded back from its bed state earlier in the day. As he looked around the place, it somehow felt… different, probably because this girl was right there, a few meters away doing something in the kitchen area… A thought came across his mind, as Keiko did say she wanted to thank him, took him home to “chill" and… Well, he wasn't a genius but there were enough dots that the lines were rather pointless now. The image was clear already…
Keiko was busy taking two glasses, a bottle of soda and one of oolong tea that she set up on a platter to then turn around towards the living space, and see Haru… unbuckling his belt.
“E-Eh…? Haru? What are you…" She started before feeling her grip loosen on her platter, leaning forward to quickly put it down on the kitchen table and fall out of sight from a very surprised Haru… Before she quickly popped back up over the kitchen counter. “Wha-What are you doing…?" she continued as if nothing happened, her face twice as red as it was before.
“I… I thought you meant… You took me here because nobody's there and…–" He stopped as his own face started to blush bright red, figuring out how wrong he was. After all it was called connect the dots for a reason, not guess the picture… And today he learned just that. “I-I'm so sorry." He instantly apologized… As the both of them froze up, staring at each other with a few meters separating them.
It was… awkward, to say the least. The silence was heavy, and continued. That belt buckle didn't move, and her gaze went down to it a few times, wondering why he didn't put it back on… or why she didn't tell him to do it. The rather obvious shape in his pants showed quite clearly that she was getting him like this… That his desire was not some manufactured lines of code behind a cute avatar. Keiko realized what she had said, thinking like a guy with guy friends, not even thinking about what boys think when they hear this kind of stuff from girls… After all, Keiko didn't truly think of herself as one. It was a nice place to hide… And now she had put her -Kei's best friend in an awful situation. What if he just didn't believe what girls told him in the future? Didn't read their signs properly? If Haru, the popular guy so sociable and able to read between the lines, thought this was where things went… who was Keiko to ruin this? That confidence was part of what made Haru so nice to hang out with after all.
She had to do something… Something to save Kei's friend from a humiliating end to this day, she wanted to protect him from giving him a story he'd look back on with dread. So, she eventually walked around the kitchen counter to the living area, and with a timid voice she said “I can do this… Just this though…" as her hand started a light jerking motion in the air.
Her fleeing gaze, the teasing, and even that cute but slightly out of it look she had resembled Kei's quite a bit in Haru's eyes… But the words, the topic of this conversation was nowhere near anything they had talked about before. He gulped down, as if words had given up on him, and… silently accepted her offer, tugging down his pants to reveal slowly more and more of his length. The thickness of it was painfully throbbing, until the full length eventually snapped back up from the hem of his pants. It was… Big, even in Keiko's eyes. Of course she wasn't an expert on the subject, having seen only one but… It did fit the boy's size and… Wouldn't be easy to take care of with her own smaller hands… She looked away for a second, then looked back at it, a warmth building up inside of her as her heart started to race… She was making him like this… Somehow, coming from this boy that could probably have any girl he wanted, it was… an odd compliment. She knew she didn't look bad to her own, male tastes but… It was much nicer to see the lust in someone else's eyes than her own… It felt less weird.
Keiko waited for him to sit, and sat next to him… Her dainty hand slowly moving up onto his thigh, making it way more sensual than she should as hesitation was slowing her down. Haru's gaze was fixated on her face however, his breathing seemingly around one breath a minute. He hadn't felt that nervous in… forever. Maybe because it was in Kei's room, maybe because it was his best friend's cousin… Maybe because he was so ashamed and aroused before that the entire mix was messing with his brain… And eventually, her hand touched his shaft.
A light squeak escaped Keiko's mouth as she felt how hot that thing was, her own cold hands having quite an effect on Haru, reminding him of his obligatory breath in of the current minute, which he took in sharply. “A-Ah… Sorry… Did I hurt you? I'm… I'm not used to this." She let out, as she indeed wasn't used to doing this on anyone else… What kind of strength to put, how much strength she could even give in this body, all of it was so… Different. Her hand started to move gently, pushing up along his shaft, the light squeeze helping the tip from eventually leaking out down onto the rest of the shaft, the line of liquid soon meeting her hand… The feeling was… here too, different. She didn't mind it too much, as Haru's pleasure showed even more.
“If… If you don't want to hurt me… Well, your tongue can't hurt me so…" He offered in a slightly trembling voice, the mix of nervousness, pleasure and excitement making his voice oddly cute to Keiko's ears. “Well or… You can just go a bit hard, that won't hurt…" He then added, to make the first thing he said appear as a joke, with a light laugh following it.
Her ears were the next thing getting a bit red, her face completely showing her embarrassment. She didn't answer, only looking at him with a glare from the corner of her eyes, thinking he was asking for far too much, before looking down at his shaft… The sight of it being squeezed in her small hand, pulling up, pushing back down, feeling that soft skin moving under her digits yet being unable to feel that pleasure for herself… She was doing it for him, to thank him, to protect him from a shameful display… She wasn't enjoying it…
More and more, she was breathing in more of this scent… It wasn't quite the scent she was used to. After all, Haru working out wasn't something new and the smell of a locker room was one every boy knew but… This one was different in nature. Parts of it were the same, but the sexual scent was more alluring, calling to something inside of her. That was it, she wasn't enjoying this… Just, she enjoyed this scent she didn't know before. Nothing more, nothing less… So if it made it better for Haru, maybe tasting it was fine too. She was doing it for him after all.
“Just… Look away…" She told him without even looking at him, waiting a few seconds before slowly sliding her rear along the couch in the opposite direction, to lower her upper body down, face slowly getting closer and closer to his cock. Her hair slowly started to slide down over her shoulder, which she pushed back over her back and across, making sure she could at least see what she was doing…
Haru looked away -for a grand total of two seconds- before looking to the back of her head, wondering how that even worked… He felt guilty, somehow, to have her do even more… But his excitement was reaching untold levels once he could feel her breath on his shaft.
Keiko on the other side of this exchange had her mouth opened over the man's tip of his length, panting a breath out as she felt the excitement and nervousness of it all… Her mind chased away the thoughts of Kei, wondering why he was about to blow his best friend, only keeping what mattered most… Her thankfulness for him, her eagerness to make him feel anything near as good as she was made to feel today, and how much she was curious to follow that path her body was egging her on.
Her tongue slowly pulled out, a drip of saliva rushing down faster than she could, falling on top of the uncovered tip of that shaft… Leading the whole thing to twitch as Haru let out a light gasp, before her tongue slowly slid down along the sensitive tip, smearing both her saliva and the leaking, strong tasting fluid on the soft flesh. The taste was overwhelming, sending her mind reeling as the mix of that mind numbing soft scent and tongue coating taste were filling up her senses. The first lick led her to wanting to make sure she was really enjoying it, tilting her head to the side slightly to send her tongue back under Haru's tip, running back along the curve of it all the way to the top, only to feel another ration of his mess trying to lube up something that wasn't there, coating her tongue…
Haru's gasps were turning into light moans every so often, as every successive licks paired with the constant pumping of that hand along his shaft was slowly making him wonder if this truly was her first time doing this… After all, the focus she had on the very tip was nearing bullying, leaving him not a second to rest and collect himself, to hold back his orgasm… Although he didn't really know why he would… After all, if she had nothing to compare to, he could just… Show her how much he was enjoying this. So he gently put his hand down onto the back of her head, without pushing down or forcing her to do anything, only gently caressing her hair as his head tilted back over the couch.
The more he was making those noises, the more Keiko felt desirable, arousing, the more he was empowering her… There was something so enjoyable about having this gentle giant of a man being turned to complete putty for her, something that was starting to deeply get her off in a way she had never felt before…
The hand on her head only added to it, and while she didn't feel forced to do anything, the large, soft pressure made her want to… make him lose it even more. A smirk barely showed up on her lips before opening her mouth wide, a little “Ahm" sound coming from her lips as she pushed their fullness along the tip of his cock… The slow spread of those petals over his sensitive glans sent jolts through his body, more and more twitching happening from the very base of his shaft as the heat of it all was deeply felt by Keiko… And soon, her lips rolled around the base of the head, getting herself stuck on his shaft for a few seconds. She was right, that thing was big and… She probably wouldn't be able to push anything more than this… But at the moment, she didn't even think about it, as her tongue started to roll along the captured cock-head.
Haru's back arched as his eyes opened wider, blurting out a “K-Keiko… I'm gonna… Ahh stop I'm gonna cum–" There wasn't much time left of Haru's will to hold back, the sight of her body rocking back and forth along the length of the couch, her head turning here and there as her tongue kept lashing out on his cock, and now the lewd sounds of her sucking in her own saliva along his tip made the entire thing feel deliciously messy, perfect, despite how little technique the girl actually had.
Keiko heard… Some words. They definitely reached her ears but she had other things to think about… She had Haru's cock in her mouth, feeling the mix of a salty and a sweet aftertaste, and even if she didn't have those things to think about, she had to focus on sucking back in what her salivating mouth was doing to that shaft, as every movement of her lips left behind more of her own mess, showing that she might be enjoying the taste a little bit too much… Although, that part would only be a proof to her own self, if she doesn't forget about it on purpose.
One wouldn't be able to blame her for not pulling back, only to feel rope after rope of the man's seed, crashing against the roof of her mouth, gushing onto the tip of her tongue as it reflexively tried to fight the flow of semen pushing up into her mouth.
Her eyes opened wide, surprised but then unwilling to pull back so as to not have it gush all over her own face, she tried to keep the fluid in as if she had shaken a soda bottle all too much before opening it… And once she felt the twitches of that length stop, she pulled her lips back around that head… a wet popping sound escaping her lips as they snapped back together. She raised her head up, as Haru mumbled that “I tried to stop you-" before seeing her with her mouth closed tight, cheeks puffed out, her eyes slowly but surely watering up as she tried so hard to think of a place to spit all of this back out… only to gather both of her hands under her chin and let it all out right there, coating her own palms in the mess.
The blonde man's eyes were fixated on her face, and while that expression of disgust showed the taste really didn't jive with her, he couldn't help find her adorable with something akin to a pout all over her face. The sight of her spewing it out had quite the lewd aspect to it too but, it finally woke him up as he grabbed a roll of paper towels on the nearby coffee table, and began to use sheet after sheet to clean up the mess. “Really sorry, I didn't think you'd do that." He tried to explain despite having an obviously happy expression on his face, the signs of his orgasm showing even in his eyes, a light shimmer going perfectly well with the usually cool look he rolled with… It was so odd, seeing Haru being cute. It almost made Keiko forget what she was mad about, and surely simmered down that feeling.
“It's okay…" She eventually managed to say when most of that mess was off of her hands and chin, although the taste was still painfully present in her mouth. The aftertaste wasn't so bad but… It was surprising and… way too strong. “I didn't know where I planned to have it… go anyway… I didn't think either." She added with a blush, before reaching out for the oolong tea and pour herself a glass, before downing it… serving an other, swishing it around her mouth and downing it again… As Haru stared in slight disbelief as she… very much was swallowing some of “it" with all that tea.
“Phwah!" She eventually let out, gasping for air after a nice drink, head tilted back as if she had just downed a beer or three… There was an evident lack of femininity in her movements, but Haru didn't mind this… If anything, it made her more approachable in a way. She didn't seem to try hard to hide who she was, even after doing something like… “this".
One thing was for sure, it definitely broke the air of awkwardness that was between them, but added a deeper layer of it deep down, as Haru hardly knew how to act now, for once in his life. He buckled back up as she seemed to be quite happy with how things went, and so was he… And while he didn't expect her to say these next few words, he expected to hear them in this place.
She turned her head towards him, her cheeks still flushed red as she tried to move things along with a teasing “So… Wanna lose at Tekkem now?" One thing was clear, this girl was going to get her proper chilling out this evening. And to her, as for Haru, it'd feel like they were friends for years… With a few benefits and untold truths now.
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Thank you for reading an other Chapter of this story. A bit more on the lewd side as things start to ramp up for Kei here. Whether those desires are his own, or "Keiko"'s own is for him to figure out... What about going back? Well there's a lot more to do before he can even think about all of this...
Next chapter is a bit of a shorter one as a preparation piece for what is to come, hope you'll enjoy Chapter 4: The Aftermath.