"No problem. From now on, Yukino will continue to make my anime. I will wait until it's finished and watch it with you. When our children grow up, I'll tell them that this is our anime," Akira said softly, a teasing smile on his face.
"I don't want my children to watch anime from such a young age. I hope they can be as capable as me," Yukinoshita Yukino shook her head, calmly not even flustered or embarrassed at its mention.
Even though her cheek has turn red a little.
"That depends on whether it's a boy or a girl. If it's a girl and she's as outstanding as you, I have no objections. If it's a boy, it would be better for me to educate him," Akira said after a moment of thought.
"No, if you educate him that way, he'll definitely become a terrible person," Yukino glared at him. Her eyes narrowed.
Akira smiled awkwardly at her scolding.
After Yukino calm down, she leaned on his shoulder. And said softly—
"...Actually, whether it's a boy or a girl, I hope my children won't be like me."
"Don't worry. Our child will definitely have someone to accompany them," Akira said gently.
Yukino heard this but didn't reply. She instantly understood what he meant.
After half an hour, the car stopped in front of her apartment.
Akira and Yukino took the elevator and arrived at her door.
They changed their shoes at the entrance.
As Akira walked toward the kitchen, while Yukino headed to the bathroom.
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After dinner, Yukino cleared the tableware.
Akira stayed in the bathroom for half an hour before changing into pajamas and going to the living room.
Yukino sat on the sofa, looking at the notebook on the coffee table.
"You actually enjoy watching anime?" Akira asked as he sat next to her and held her in his arms.
"As a supervisor, watching more animations helps me understand the styles of other production companies," Yukino replied,as she leaned into his embrace.
"President Yukinoshita, how much have you learned so far?" Akira asked with a smile as he softened his hold.
"Those famous directors all have strong personal styles, but I can't find my own yet," Yukino admitted.
"You haven't even finished one animation. How can you have your own style? Make a few more and you'll find it," Akira said teasingly, looking down at her.
"Then can I do the next animation by myself? You handle the script, and I take care of production. You can't participate in the process," Yukino asked, turning her head toward him.
Akira was not surprised by her decision.
Although she was the supervisor of Madoka Magica, the project already had a complete script with a detailed plot, all of Akira's ideas. As a supervisor, her role had been mostly observational.
This was why Yukino followed the Third Animation Production Studio daily. She wanted to gain experience from Madoka Magica and eventually become a skilled animation director.
"Yukino, the script needs inspiration, and I don't have enough right now," Akira said meaningfully.
"Do...you need some material?" Yukino asked, cheeks red, as she boldly hugged his neck.
"Yes. I want to teach you something new. If you learn it, I'll promise you," Akira replied, moving closer.
"...What do you want to teach me?" Yukino asked, blushing.
"Mhm!?"
Akira suddenly kissed her without saying a word, while he closed the notebook with his free hand.
Yukino surpised at first, started responding in kind.
Akira swept Yukino into his arms, her slender body pressed against his as their lips moved in perfect sync, devouring each other in a kiss that seemed to consume them both.
"Mhmm~"
Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair, anchoring herself to him as he carried her toward the bedroom.
The soft carpet muffled their footsteps, the only sound the heavy breathing that accompanied their passionate embrace.
The bedroom loomed ahead, a sanctuary of intimacy, its dimly lit interior inviting them to surrender to the moment.
As they crossed the threshold, Akira gently lowered himself onto the edge of the bed, Yukino still cradled in his arms.
"Haa...haa"
Her lips parted slightly, her breath coming in short gasps as she looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire.
Without a word, she slid from his grasp, her knees hitting the floor with a soft thud.
Her movements were deliberate, her hands already reaching for the waistband of his pants before he could protest.
"Yukino, wait—" Akira began, but she silenced him with a sharp glance.
"Shut up," she muttered, her fingers already tugging at the zipper of his trousers. "I know what you want."
Her words were laced with a fake confidence that was betrayed by the trembling of her hands.
Akira watched silently, his heart pounding, as she freed his cock from its confines.
It stood thick and hard, the veins pulsing with anticipation, and Yukino's eyes widened at the sight.
She hesitated for a moment, her breath catching in her throat, before leaning forward.
"...Are you sure about this?" Akira asked again, his voice softer now, but she cut him off with a sharp nod.
"Yes. Now be quiet. It's my first time, so… I may be not good at it," she admitted, her cheeks flushing slightly.
As she hesitantly bring her soft tongue out, tracing a path along the length of his shaft.
Akira groaned softly, his head falling back against the headboard as her lips closed around the tip.
Her mouth was warm, her movements awkward and unpracticed.
She licked and sucked with a clumsy eagerness, her jaw straining to accommodate his size. Her teeth grazed his skin occasionally, sending a jolt of sensation through him, but she adjusted quickly, her lips sliding up and down in a messy rhythm.
Akira watched her silently, his breath hitching as she tried to take him deeper, her inexperience evident in the way her throat constricted around him.
"Mmh," he groaned, his hands tangling in her hair, guiding her gently. "Take it slow."
But Yukino was determined, her lips moving with a fervor that belied her clumsiness.
She bobbed her head, her tongue flicking over the sensitive skin, her hands gripping his thighs as she tried to find her rhythm.
Akira's breath quickened, his body tensing as she struggled, her efforts both endearing and intensely arousing.
"Yukino—" he started, his voice cracking as he felt the pressure building inside him. But before he could warn her, his body betrayed him. His hips bucked involuntarily, his cock throbbing as he climaxed, his seed erupting into her mouth.
The dick forced itself deep inside her mouth—
Yukino stunned, her eyes widening as the sheer volume overwhelmed her. She sputtered, some of his cum spilling onto her chin and dripping onto her chest.
Her hands flew to her mouth, her glare cutting through the haze of pleasure as she looked up at him.
"...Can't you warn me?" she said in shame, her voice muffled by her hand.
Akira's gently reached out, his fingers brushing her cheek.
"Sorry, sorry," he mumbled, his voice thick with apology. "I didn't mean to—"
Yukino cut him off with a wave of her hand, her expression softening slightly as she leaned back, her fingers still lazily stroking his softening cock.
The air between them was thick with passion, the moment both tender and awkward.
After a few moments, Akira helped her to her feet, guiding her to the bathroom to clean up. The cool water soothed her skin, washing away the remnants of their encounter, but the tension lingered, a silent undercurrent that followed them back to the bedroom.
As they lay down together on the bed, the sheets cool against their skin.
Akira's hand brushed hers, his thumb grazing her knuckles in a silent plea for forgiveness. But Yukino pulled away, her expression unreadable, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, her cheek flushed.
Akira fell silent, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the situation. He had wanted this, had craved her closeness, but now he felt only uncertainty. The air between them crackled with unspoken words.
Yukino had her back to him, cheeks still flushed from what she did.
It was Akira's fault for getting her work-up about....
(Note: I was seriously thinking of leaving this scene blank because I don't what they were doing, but still add it, you all say if i should continue adding this or leave it. And I don't want sex before marriage or before everything is settle for them)
Akira hugged her from behind, softly as if asking for forgiveness.
Although Yukino didn't have the same figure as Yuigahama Yui, all girls shared one characteristic: soft and fragrant.
"Yukino-chan, just now…"
"Shut up!" she scolded.
"You've become a little foolish," Akira teased as he noticed that she is flustered and her voice doesn't carry too much anger.
"You… you bad guy! That's terrible!" Yukino said.
Akira wasn't angry; he hugged her even tighter. Yukino turned her face away, blushing, not daring to meet his eyes.
He gently stroked her hair, watching her back as he kiss her head lightly. Yukino was timid, much like Yui had been.
Their relationship progress mirrored each other.
"You… you and Yui…" Yukino asked hesitantly.
"Yui is the same as you," Akira said.
"You're such a lousy guy," Yukino muttered softly.
"Yui is different. She's easily unsettled, so I take care of her mood first," Akira explained.
"....Tomorrow, I want to go shopping with Yui, Do you have any plans?" Yukino asked after thinking for a moment.
"I have an appointment with my friends Saika Totsuka, Hachiman Hikigaya, and Hayato Hayama," Akira replied.
When Yukino heard Hayato's name, she looked up in mild confusion.
"Are you friends with him?" she asked.
"Your sister probably talked to Hayama's father and asked me to help Hayato," Akira said.
"I see… but why are you and my sister so close?"
"Well… because she's your sister," Akira replied.
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Early Saturday morning,
Akira woke up very early. He ran around Yukino's apartment several times. It wasn't until seven o'clock that he took the elevator back. Yukino was already up, preparing breakfast.
Akira showered, put on casual clothes, and went to the living room.
After breakfast, the two went downstairs together.
Akira had already arranged to meet Totsuka Saika, Hachiman Hikigaya, and Hayato Hayama.
Yukino also called Yuigahama Yui to confirm, and Yui was delighted, asking her to stay at her house tonight.
As for Hina Ebina and Yumiko Miura, they had gone to Flash Animation, with Yumiko auditioning that day.
Yukino had already made arrangements.
Downstairs, they got into the car.
"Please take me to the station," Akira said to the female driver.
"Yes," she replied, glancing at Yukino before starting the car.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of the station.
Akira didn't immediately get out. He looked at Yukino, whose cheeks had turned red, understanding his thoughts.
She lifted her long hair and leaned closer to him.
The driver quietly looked away.
A few minutes later, Akira raised his head, smiling at Yukino.
She blushed and clenched her fists, looking incredibly cute.
"Okay, I'll go first," Akira said, before lightly kissing her forehead before leaving the car.
Yukino watched him enter the station, then said the driver to continue driving.
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Akira took the train to the meeting place, where Hayato Hayama was waiting.
"Good morning, Fujimiya-kun," Hayato greeted.
"Good morning. Let's go," Akira replied.
"Where are we going?" Hayato asked.
"A tennis court," Akira said.
"Tennis court?" Hayato looked confused.
"It's probably not what you think," Akira said, reading his expression.
The tennis court was chosen because of Saika Totsuka, and all three—Hikigaya, Totsuka, and Hayato—were members of the tennis club.
This was the best way for Hayato to connect with Hachiman — Their first connection in the animation world had also involved tennis.
Not far from the court, Akira saw Hachiman Hikigaya, Totsuka Saika, and Hikigaya Komachi.
Akira estimated that Yukino would not lose to Komachi in skill.
(Household skill)
As he approached them, he glanced at Hachiman.
"Hikigaya-san, are you sure this is your sister? The difference between you two is really…"
"Hello, Onii-chan's benefactor," Komachi smiled, extending her hand.
"Komachi, please be my sister," Akira said seriously, shaking her hand.
(He is using first name basis because their is two hikigaya)
"No problem, Fujimiya onii-san," Komachi replied sweetly.
"This is Hayato Hayama. You don't have to call him Onii-chan; he's just a normal guy," Akira introduced.
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