The room was filled with an electric tension as Yukino parted her lips, her eyes locking with Nozomi's. Her shyness and inexperience were evident, but so too was her determination.
Nozomi's heart swelled with affection, watching the emotions in her eyes, from embarrassment to hesitation to a quiet resolve. He gently pushed his boxers down, revealing his hard, throbbing erection. Yukino's eyes widened, a hint of nervousness in her gaze, but she did not falter.
She leaned forward, her lips brushing against the tip of his length. A shiver ran through Nozomi, his grip on her hair tightening for a moment before he forced himself to relax.
Yukino hesitated, taking a deep breath before wrapping her lips around him, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked gently. Her tongue flicked tentatively against the underside of his shaft, her movements clumsy yet endearing.
Nozomi let out a soft moan, his fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her gently. He could feel the heat of her breath, the slightest hint of teeth as she fumbled, but it only added to the intensity of the moment.
"Careful with the teeth, Yukino-chan."
Yukino's eyes fluttered shut, her focus on pleasing him. She deepened her rhythm, her movements gaining confidence as she began to understand the sensations she was causing.
Nozomi watched her, a proud smile curling at the corners of his lips. He encouraged her, his fingers moving through her hair, his breathing growing heavier as her efforts paid off.
Yukino's cheeks flushed, her tongue now moving confidently along his length, her lips sliding up and down in a steady, deep motion. She couldn't take him all in but the innocence in her gaze, her determination to make him happy, was intoxicating. Nozomi's fingers tightened, his body trembling, the pleasure building within him. He could feel his climax drawing near, his breathing ragged.
He gently pulled her away from him, his voice husky with need. "You've done well, Yukino. Just a little more... let me show you."
He positioned himself back at her lips, his hand guiding her head back down. This time, he took charge, thrusting into her mouth, his movements rougher, more demanding.
Yukino was surprised, her eyes widening at the sudden change, her tongue following his length, her hands moving to grip his thighs.
The room was filled with the wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh, the scent of arousal heavy in the air. Nozomi's breath hitched, the pleasure building to a breaking point.
Finally, he let out a groan, his hips bucking, his seed filling her mouth. Yukino's eyes widened, her cheeks bulging as she took it all, swallowing his release with determination.
Nozomi's body shuddered, his fingers tangling in her hair once more. He pulled out, his breath ragged, a look of awe on his face as he watched her.
Yukino wiped her lips, her cheeks flushed, her eyes meeting his, filled with a mixture of pride, embarrassment, and love.
"I was a bit rough at the end, wasn't I? I'm sorry, Yukino-chan." Nozomi apologized, his pleasured stupor quickly wearing off.
"Y-You don't have to apologize ,Nozomi. I know you aren't truly satisfied , I'm sorry I'm not ready to go further." Yukino said, her eyes downcast.
"Don't apologize, Being with you, I'm more than pleased enough." Nozomi said, quickly grabbing her and placing a kiss to her cheek to stop her from overthinking.
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Yukino POV
Holding back her shyness, Yukinoshita Yukino gently parted her soft pink lips, her breath quivering with nervous anticipation. Her heart was not calm—far from it.
No matter how she tried to rationalize it, Nozomi was simply too overwhelming.
She had done her best. Tried her hardest. And still, she had only just barely managed—maybe halfway there. Yet that unfamiliar sensation, that strange heat that would normally repulse her, didn't make her feel disgusted.
Because she knew—deep in her heart—that Nozomi truly cared for her.
He liked her.
And for someone she also held dear, Yukino was willing to try. Even to make sacrifices. To prove that she, too, could be enough. To show she was not lesser than Yuki Suo, not in any way. Even if they had once been close, she was here now. And she would change for him. Grow for him.
With her eyes narrowed, she felt his gentle fingers stroking her silky hair, and her heart fluttered in response. That daunting aura he gave off, that wild energy—it didn't feel scary anymore.
In fact... wasn't it a little cute?
She had been incredibly nervous at first. The anxiety came from the things Yuki Suo had whispered to her before. But now, Yukino gathered her courage and peeked up at Nozomi, only for their eyes to meet—like fate had drawn their gaze together.
Nozomi froze. His heart skipped a beat.
How could Yukino be so adorable?
And just like that, the sincerity in Nozomi's eyes made her heart leap. Her arms tightened around his waist, pressing her cheek to his chest.
"Wuu… Wuwu…" she whimpered softly, burying her embarrassment. Quickly, she escaped to the bathroom where she freshened up.
A short while later, Yukinoshita Yukino rested quietly in Nozomi's embrace. Her gaze, shy and affectionate, rose to meet his again. She didn't resist. She didn't feel regret.
Instead, she was one bit nervous, two bits excited for satisfying her boyfriend and two bits embarrassed.
Nozomi's hand stroked her hair gently. He leaned forward and pressed a tender kiss to her cheek.
"Yukino... please stay by my side."
Yukinoshita didn't respond with words. But her actions spoke volumes. Shyly, she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek in return.
It was the clearest sign she could give—for now—that she recognized him as her one and only.
They hugged in silence, warmth spreading between them.
Then, with cheeks like blooming sakura petals, she murmured, "I want to take a shower."
Nozomi grinned mischievously.
"I'll carry you."
He tossed the bedsheets into the washer like it was nothing and swept her up.
...
Back in the room, Yukinoshita Yukino had changed into a loose, flowing nightgown. She looked so gentle, so serene.
Nozomi wrapped his arms around her slim waist and rested his palm on her soft lower belly. Yukino leaned into him, her face flushed with a quiet kind of happiness.
His lips brushed her ear as he whispered, "Be good and sleep, Yukino. Just know… after we're officially engaged, I'm not letting you sleep a wink."
She gave a soft scoff. "What if I change my mind and say no?"
"Then I'll listen to you," Nozomi said with a gentle sigh. "I like you too much to upset you. All I want… is to be with you. So I won't do anything to make Yukino hate me."
His honesty made her heart throb sweetly.
She wanted to tell him then—that she no longer found him scary. But… she held back.
After all, a proper lady had to maintain a bit of mystery.
"Yukino," he continued, "I really hope you'll live in Sakurasou one day."
"Hah! Dream on!" Yukino huffed, her face flaring. "You just want to bully me every day if I stay here."
Nozomi chuckled, holding her tighter. "How could I bear to bully you? I'm an angel, aren't I? Ask Mahiru or Sayu—have I ever bullied them?"
Yukino twisted around, her arms lazily encircling his neck. Her cherry-pink lips touched his collarbone in a soft kiss.
"I'm not asking something that embarrassing."
Nozomi laughed and patted her head lovingly. "Alright then."
"Can you sleep now, Yukino?" he asked.
"Mmm… I feel more awake, actually," she mumbled, pouting.
She gave him a soft bite on the neck, like an annoyed kitten.
"Stop getting all energetic! I tried so hard just now to calm you down."
"I can't help it," Nozomi groaned playfully. "You're just too cute. Anyone would go crazy."
"You're shameless," she huffed, crossing her arms.
Yukinoshita Yukino pouted softly, brushing her fingers along his chest. "Anyway, I won't let you... get carried away. But I promise, next time... next time I'll come over to stay overnight."
"Really?" Nozomi's eyes sparkled instantly, like a boy catching sight of his favorite festival treat.
"Yeah, really," Yukino said, her cheeks glowing faintly pink.
"Yukino, you're the best," he whispered, pulling her close once more.
Yukinoshita Yukino narrowed her sapphire eyes, resting her head on his shoulder again. That's right. She didn't want to lose—to Yuki Suo, or to her own hesitation.
It wasn't that she disliked Yuki. Of course not. In fact, she admired her in some ways. But when she thought about Yuki Suo's unwavering devotion to Nozomi... it made her feel clumsy by comparison.
She'd always been the kind of girl who held back, who thought too much before acting. Passive.
But being liked by Nozomi—it was wonderful. And that meant she needed to show him how much she cared too.
She'd never been the type to express affection boldly. But slowly, gently, she was learning to.
(Yukinoshita Yukino still liked Yuki Suo... in a complicated way.)
Just now in the bathroom, Yuki had pulled a mischievous little prank on her. It had left her flustered, but... maybe having this kind of quirky, tangled family wasn't so bad.
After all, she'd been in a silent standoff with her mother for over a decade. Cold words, colder glances.
But then Nozomi appeared.
She'd learned from her sister about their father's affair, how their mother had cried quietly, how her controlling nature was a kind of armor.
Yukino had begun to understand. There was a possibility—no, a hope—that they could reconcile. And that hope had bloomed thanks to Nozomi.
He really was an incredible man.
"Nozomi, I have a question," she whispered suddenly, her voice barely above the rustle of the sheets. "You have to answer truthfully."
"Of course," he said, his voice warm. "Ask me anything."
Yukinoshita Yukino draped her arms around his neck and nestled into the crook of his shoulder. His scent was calming.
"How far have you and Suo-san... gone?"
Nozomi chuckled awkwardly. "Mm... about as far as you and I have now."
Yukino clenched her jaw, frustration flickering in her eyes.
Still too slow.
But then she looked up and caught the gentle look in his eyes. Her heart eased.
It was okay to take it slow. She had time.
Yukinoshita Yukino, proud daughter of a cold household, wouldn't lose. She'd make him fall for her even deeper.
"Why? Is Yukino jealous of Yuki?" he teased, brushing his fingers through her hair.
"...Yeah. A little," she admitted, glancing up sideways. "Do you even know what she's done for you?"
Nozomi shook his head. "Not really. But I know she cares. And I'll protect her too."
"I know what she did," Yukino whispered.
"You do? Then tell me."
"No. It's a secret between girls. You wouldn't understand."
Nozomi smirked. "Then I'll have to find out myself. I'm a curious guy, you know."
He stroked her hair again with practiced ease.
"So, if I ever gave Yuki more attention, would Yukino get jealous again?"
"No," Yukino said flatly.
"Ouch. That's cold."
"Are you dumb?" she huffed.
"Because it makes me feel like Yukino doesn't care... You said you won't get jealous."
Yukino rolled her eyes. "That's not what I meant, you idiot. We should all get along, right? Isn't that what we want? If we spend our time jealous and fighting, we'll end up like Cherry-senpai and the others."
She smiled then, the faintest tilt of her lips.
"So don't hold back. Show me your roguish side."
Nozomi grinned mischievously. "In that case, I feel completely refreshed. Yukino, looks like you have to help me again."
Yukinoshita Yukino wanted to slap herself.
Why did she open that door!?
This guy was too much. Had he planned this from the start?
And so, once again... the embers of passion quietly reignited.
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A blowjob scene, tell me if you want it or not in the comments.