Saonji's words drifted in and out of Kouhei's mind, as if they couldn't fully sink in, but deep down, he knew. He understood exactly what she was about to do with him.
"B-But, Saonji-san…" Kouhei's voice trembled, his mind spinning from the situation.
"If we don't do this, you're going to die," she replied, her tone chillingly calm. She lowered herself, licking his right nipple with a deliberate, slow motion while her fingers pinched the left, sending sharp pulses of sensation through him. "I'm only transferring a little bit of life force by doing this. It's keeping you alive, but if we don't take it further, you'll die."
Her words hit him like ice water. He could feel fear crawling up his spine. Kouhei didn't want to die—not yet. There were things he hadn't done, experiences he hadn't had. The thought of death, looming closer by the second, sent panic racing through his veins. But the reality of what was about to happen made his chest tighten. This seemed like the wrong move, even if it was necessary to survive.
"B-But are you really sure about this, Saonji-san?" he asked, his voice shaking. "I-I don't think I'll be any good at it. I've never done this before… I'm totally inexperienced."
That's right. To no one's surprise, Kouhei was still a virgin. The only woman he'd talked to since hitting puberty was his aunt, and beyond that, nothing.
Saonji paused, lifting her head to meet his eyes. "You don't need to worry," she said, her tone unwavering. "I'm a virgin too."
Kouhei's heart stuttered in his chest, the weight of her confession hitting him like a tidal wave. That was… unexpected. He had never heard any rumors about Saonji being involved with anyone. He had always assumed she was out of everyone's league. Some people even whispered that she might be into girls, given how many females were in love with her. But this? It shocked him, sending his pulse into overdrive.
Suddenly, Kouhei felt something strange. It wasn't just his heart racing—it was hers. Her heartbeat synced with his, pounding in unison, as if their bodies were aligning in more ways than one. The sensation was intense, overwhelming, and impossible to ignore.
"I'm happy that you want to give your first time to me, and I'm happy as well that you'd give it to someone as unassuming as me. B-But… are you really sure about this?"
"I'm really sure," Saonji's gaze locked onto him. "Can't you see that already? Or do you need me to prove it more?"
Her hand moved lower, her fingers brushing against his crotch before wrapping around his throbbing length, sending a jolt of heat through his body. Kouhei couldn't stop the groan that escaped his lips. His member was rock hard, impossible to hide, especially with her naked body pressed so intimately against him. This wasn't just anyone—it was Saonji Hana, his crush, the Takane no Hana, the girl everyone viewed as untouchable.
"S-Saonji-san…!" Kouhei tried to protest, his voice barely a whisper, but Saonji cut him off by leaning forward, her lips finding his nipple. She licked it slowly, her warm tongue flicking against his skin while her other hand gently squeezed his stiff member.
Each touch, each movement, sent shivers racing down his spine. This felt like something out of a dream. And even if it was, he wouldn't care—he'd happily let it continue.
Without a word, Saonji shifted, straddling him in one smooth motion.
"Your thing… it's bigger than my wrists," she whispered, her voice low and sultry. "I wonder if it'll fit."
She guided his pulsing length to her entrance, her wetness slick against the tip. The sensation sent a rush of heat straight to his core, making his breath hitch. Kouhei felt a shudder ripple through his body, so powerful it nearly paralyzed him.
"S-Saonji-san!" The pleasure was too much, and before he knew it, instinct took over. He pushed her off him, flipping their positions so he was now on top, staring down at her flushed, glistening body.
"Okumura Kouhei," Saonji's voice remained calm, as if none of this fazed her. Her red eyes locked onto his, while strands of her sweaty hair clung to her face. "If I don't do this, you'll die."
"I know," Kouhei replied, breathless, staring down at her. "That's why… I'll do it myself." His heart pounded in his chest as he asked, "Can I?"
Saonji felt a sudden warmth spread through her groin, a sensation she couldn't quite explain but found undeniably pleasant.
"Help yourself, Okumura Kouhei," she said.
Kouhei gulped hard. Right now, he was about to have sex with Saonji Hina.
With shaky hands, he grabbed his throbbing member, positioning it against her soaked entrance. The second the tip brushed against her warm, slick folds, a shockwave of heat shot through him, sending an intense shiver down his spine.
I'm really about to have sex with her, he thought, swallowing nervously. Her body was perfection itself—those full, firm breasts that were more stunning than anything he'd ever seen in porn, her skin flawless, smooth, and begging to be touched. Her lower lips were pink and bare, not a single hair in sight, making her look almost unreal.
"I-I'm going to enter," he stammered, voice barely holding steady.
"Very well," Saonji replied, her gaze steady and her voice calm, despite the intimate position they found themselves in.
Kouhei tried to push in, but instead of sliding in easily, he was met with resistance. What the hell? He couldn't get in.
"H-Huh?" he muttered, confusion clear in his voice as he glanced down.
Without hesitation, Saonji reached between her legs, her delicate fingers wrapping around his member. With a firm yet gentle touch, she guided him exactly to her entrance. "Right here," she murmured, eyes locked on his. "Push it in now."
His breath hitched as her hand left him, and he tried again, this time feeling his cock finally start to slide inside her—just the tip, but it was enough to send sparks of pleasure surging through his body.
"Nnnn…" Saonji's face tightened, her body instinctively tensing as she gripped the bedsheets beneath her.
"Are you okay, Saonji-san?!" Kouhei asked, worry lacing his voice as he froze, unsure if he should keep going.
"It's fine," she breathed, though her voice was tight with discomfort. "Go on."
Her reassurance was all he needed. Slowly, carefully, he pushed deeper, feeling her tight, wet walls stretch to accommodate him. Inch by inch, he slid into her warmth until he finally reached the deepest part of her.
"Aaahh…! Hng, mmm..." Saonji gasped, her arms wrapping around his back, pulling him closer as he filled her completely.
Kouhei's senses were overloaded—the heat of her body, the slick, pulsing tightness that gripped his thing, every sensation heightened to an unbearable degree. It was so warm, so wet, so good that before he could even think, his body betrayed him, and he felt himself cumming hard, unable to stop.
Saonji's eyes fluttered shut, her body trembling as she felt his hot seed flooding inside her. The sensation was strange but oddly pleasant, sending a warmth through her that spread from her core. It was her first time too, and the intensity of it overwhelmed her senses. Before she knew it, her own orgasm hit, her body tensing and releasing in waves of pleasure.
Both of them came at once, their bodies shaking as the pleasure consumed them entirely. It was raw, intense, and undeniably good.
They locked eyes, breathless and flushed, staring at each other as if they couldn't quite believe what had just happened. Then, as if pulled by some invisible force, their faces moved closer until their lips crashed together in a heated, desperate kiss.
Kouhei, still hard despite just orgasming, began moving, thrusting into her with slow, deliberate strokes. He was far from satisfied, and the feel of Saonji's perfect body beneath him only fueled his desire.
With her, he felt like he could keep doing it all night.