Kawano-kun's Sex Friend - Chapter 5

I met Takayuki about eight years ago—when I was twenty-two. I was about to graduate from university, yet I hadn’t received a single job offer, and I had no job prospects. I was feeling completely lost. It was through a friend’s introduction that I met Takayuki.

From my twenty-two-year-old perspective, he was a respectable adult at twenty-seven. He was mature in every way… and yet, the occasional glimpses of his childish side were irresistibly endearing. Before I knew it, I had fallen for him. He was shy, so he never really asked me out, and I always had to invite him. I stayed in my hometown because I didn’t want to be apart from him, and I joined my current workplace as a part-timer. I’ve remained in a flexible, non-permanent position to fit his schedule, but over the past few years, even that reasoning had become meaningless.

Takayuki hardly ever contacted me anymore.

When I got home, I roughly kicked off my shoes at the entrance and collapsed onto the bed. I wanted, no, desperately needed to cleanse this muddy feeling, but I didn’t have the will to replace it with anything else.

(……This is the worst case of love at first sight.)

It was frustrating, but the fact remained that I was undeniably attracted to Kawano-kun. Whether my desire to break his stubbornness and make him submit could be called love was questionable, but the attraction was real.

I thought taking a shower would help reset my feelings. I filled the bathtub and slowly soaked, and after a while, my mood lightened. But I was so hungry that I decided to skip a long bath.

“Ryouka? Are you in the bath?”

“…Takayuki?”

As I popped my head out of the changing room, I saw Takayuki, who must have used a spare key to get in, laying out a meal on the small two-person dining table.

“If you’re coming, at least give me a heads up. You startled me.”

“Sorry, sorry.”

I wondered if he really felt bad about it. If he did, then why not at least look my way? He was far more focused on the plastic bag in his hands than on me, freshly out of the bath, rummaging through it and pulling things out.

After changing, I stepped out of the changing room and saw he was in the middle of eating. The convenience store meal spread out on the table was clearly for one, and there was no meal prepared for me.

“Working the late shift today?”

“Yeah.”

“What about dinner?”

“Not yet.”

“I didn’t pick up anything for you, Ryouka.”

“…It’s fine, really.”

If I were alone and hungry, I could just think about what to eat. But right now, there’s a hot meal in front of me that I’m not allowed to eat. It really frustrates me. It feels like bad timing, almost like an intentional slight.

I searched for something easy to eat, but when I opened the fridge, there was nothing. I grabbed a beer, then went to the freezer… I found some microwaveable pasta, so I tore open the package and threw it in the microwave. In the meantime, I opened the beer and drank half of it.

“Is there any beer left?”

“Nope.”

“Eh~”

Why did he think he could have beer when he only prepared food for himself? Maybe because I’m hungry, I get irritated by the smallest things. I took out the cooked pasta and ate while standing in the kitchen. Why? One of the two dining chairs was occupied with my clothes returned from the dry cleaners, and the other one was taken by Takayuki.

“Sit down and eat.”

“…Huh?”

I was about to lose my patience. If Takayuki hadn’t come suddenly without notice, I would have cleared the chair and could have sat down to eat.

“Hey, what did you come here for?”

“Do you need a reason to come to your lover’s house?”

“Of course, there is. I have my own privacy too.”

“I only came because I wanted to see you.”

When his voice had the slightest hint of anger, I knew what Takayuki would do. As expected, he left the food he had scattered around and disappeared into the bathroom. Reluctantly, I cleaned up both our dishes, sat on the bed, and turned on the TV. It wasn’t until then that Takayuki finished his long bath.

“I’m going to sleep.”

“I’m sorry about earlier…”

“What for?”

Takayuki, who had switched off the TV and lay down behind me on the bed, wrapped his arm around my stomach. His lips were pressed against my neck, but I couldn’t bring myself to feel in the mood for it.

“I came to see you because I missed you, but now I feel lonely.”

“……”

“Ryouka.”

“…Don’t just force your own needs on me. I’m exhausted and just want to rest.”

“You didn’t have to say it like that.”

“I’m tired, let me sleep.”

“Ryouka.”

His hands that had moved away from my stomach stretched toward both of my br3asts. They stroked and kneaded them before the fingers of one hand began to approach my sensitive spot through my nightwear.

“I told you to stop.”

“Hey, Ryouka.”

“Stop it already. I’ve been telling you I’m tired… seriously!”

He pushed me onto my back, and his lips descended toward mine. Finding it too troublesome to avoid, I accepted it, perhaps mistakenly thinking it was a sign I had given permission Takayuki began undressing.

“Ryouka ……”

At first, I had no choice but to give up, even with my lack of response, somehow Takayuki was getting excited all by himself. As if the previous lack of s3x was a lie. The act was over before we even made eye contact. As usual, he was a premature ejaculator.

Even though my heart was pounding in my interaction with Kawano-kun earlier tonight, the s3x with my boyfriend right now was utterly anticlimactic and dull.

Chapter length 2253 characters.