#(ryo)

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You sat next to each other in your sleeping bags, the tent tightly zipped up.

Every now and then, a tree branch would brush the tent, or something would skitter past, and you would both flinch.

An owl hooted, and Ryo grabbed your hand.

“What are you doing?” you said, trying to shake his hand off.

Ryo’s voice was a whisper. “I was just trying to comfort you. You seem kind of scared.”

You smiled. “Right. I’m the scared one.”

You reached into your pack and pulled out a bottle of tequila. You took a quick swig, feeling the crackle of warmth spread through your lungs.

“Here,” you said, giving it to Ryo.

“Alcohol?” he said in a squeak.

You chuckled. “Drink it. To stay warm.”

Ryo took a big gulp, then another, and you realised you’d forgotten to warn him about how strong it was.

“Okay. Enough,” you said, pulling it from his lips.

He shivered, wrapping an arm around your waist. “Feels nice.”

“Wow,” you said, “You are drunk, Hirose.”

Ryo laughed, and somehow, you were hugging him. You weren’t sure who initiated it, but it felt incredible.

You wrapped your arms over his broad back, digging your fingers into his soft hoodie. You buried your nose and mouth in his shoulder. He hugged you firm and strong, without the faintest hint of awkwardness. God, he even smelled good, like leaves and rainy soil. You had no idea teenage boys could smell good.

Even in the pitch black woods, you felt safe.

Ryo shuffled, holding out his arm for you to rest on, and you lay down. His arm was a thousand times softer than the prickly ground of the tent.

Resting your head on Ryo’s shoulder, pressing your cheek to his warm throat, tangling your fingers in his silky hair, you drifted off to sleep.

At one point in the night, you even realised that your legs were intertwined with his. You were clinging to his leg with both of your thighs, while his other leg was curved over your hip.

If you had been fully awake, you would have realised this was totally inappropriate for two classmates who were practically strangers. But tonight, your guard was down. It just felt right.

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You woke with a gasp.

There was a faint blue light, so it must have been nearly dawn.

You cringed, realising you must have been having a sex dream. Your lips were tingling. Your whole body was warm and relaxed, like you were bathing in syrup. The most humiliating part was the sweet throbbing between your legs.

Your underwear was probably swimming. You had spare panties in your backpack, but there was no way to get them now.

You rubbed your eyes, looking for Ryo …

He was sprawled out, occupying the whole tent, one arm over his head. You realised he was the reason you had woken up.

Ryo was talking in his sleep.

“Give it to me…” he mumbled, tossing his head. “Put it on me. Please.” He wriggled in his sleep, his hips jerking forwards. “Let me in.”

You realised what was happening. Ryo was having a sex dream too.

You struggled not to laugh out loud. You had to see where this was going. You made a mental note to tease him about this for the rest of his life.

Ryo’s head turned, his lips falling open, his red tongue poking out of his mouth. Drool leaked over his cheek. His freckled cheeks hollowed as his tongue ran over his lips.

With the hand that wasn’t above his head, Ryo cupped his bulge, over his trousers. He pinched his dick with his thumb and forefinger in sloppy squeezes as he spoke.

Sleeping Ryo is kind of a perv, you thought.

Ryo’s thick eyelashes fluttered, his head turning towards you.

Your heart leapt into double speed. If his eyes were open, he would have been looking right at you.

“Just for a minute…” Ryo mumbled. “Let me put it in… Y/n.”

You shrieked. Ryo had said your name.

Ryo’s eyelids flew open. He was staring right at you, his eyes red and watery, still squeezing his dick in one hand.

You both looked down. Ryo slowly flexed his fingers, staring at them like they belonged to someone else. Ryo’s cock stuck up like a pin under his waterproof trousers.

When he looked up, his face was stained a dark purple and he could not meet your eye.

“Ryo,” you said a little hysterically. “You’re pitching a tent.”

He laughed automatically, then groaned, covering his face with his hands and rolling onto his back.

“You talk a lot in your sleep,” you said.

“No. God. Please. Did I say all of that out loud?” he said, his voice muffled.

He turned on his side so he was facing away from you.

You crawled over to him, hugging his back as you had earlier.

Ryo went completely stiff under your touch.

“You did,” you whispered. “You said a lot of things. About sex. About wanting to be inside … me.”

Ryo gulped. He was speechless for a whole minute. “Don’t take it personally. Please. It’s just biology. You’re so lucky you’re not a guy.”

“Felt pretty personal to me,” you said quietly. “And girls get morning wood too.”

Ryo turned to stare at you when you said that. You saw his furrowed brows, his tongue peeking out of his lips. He was trying to figure out what you meant by that comment.

You reached out experimentally and touched his clothed erection. It was so hard it resisted your touch. It almost bounced back into place. You ran your fingers over it, squeezing it in your fist.

Ryo shuddered violently.

You pushed him down onto the ground and straddled him. You dug your fingers under his hoodie. You traced the lines of his hot, concave stomach. You fingered the loose hairs of his happy trail.

Pushing his hoodie up, you buried your face in Ryo’s chest, rubbing your cheek in the sweet crevice between the planes of his pecs.

When you kissed one of his nipples, he grabbed the hair at the back of your head.

You took that as a sign that he liked it, latching on and running your tongue around the hard, protruding flesh, before moving to bite the other nipple. You dug your fingers into the gaps between his rib bones. You clawed at the surprisingly firm flesh of his chest.

“I just - I’ve never done this before,” Ryo said quickly, as you pushed his hoodie and T-shirt over his head, leaving him shirtless, and began to suck the soft skin under his jaw. “Go slow.”

You’d had some boyfriends, but you’d never had sex either. You weren’t about to tell Ryo that.

“You want to do this, don’t you?” you whispered, pulling back to stare into his dark, starry eyes, like coins at the bottom of a wishing well.

Ryo just looked flustered.

“I mean…” you said, your heart sinking. “I want to do this.”

Ryo let out a long, shaky sigh. “Yes. I think. I want to do this.”

“Should I give it to you, then?” you teased.

“Give it to me,” he mouthed, smiling shyly.

“Open your mouth,” you said, squeezing his soft cheek, and running your thumb over his freckled cheekbone.

Ryo slowly parted his lips.

You kissed his sweet red mouth. You held his jaw open with one hand, tipping his head back so you could thrust your tongue inside. You licked all the way around his cheeks. You twirled your tongue with his, teaching him the moves, feeling him get more confident. When you coiled his hair in your fist, he moaned, “Y/n.”

“Wow,” you said, eyeing his embarassed face. “You love saying my name.”

“It was an accident,” he mumbled.

“It was hot,” you said.

You couldn’t hide your curiosity about Ryo’s manhood anymore.

You crawled down his body, running your hands over his bare chest and stomach, till you were face to face with his clothed erection. It rose again under your gaze.

“Y/n,” Ryo said, breathing deeply. “Please. Be gentle.”

Your mouth watered at the thick red and white checked waistband of his boxer shorts. The ridges of his abs made it ripple. The skin of his stomach, with its smattering of dark hair, looked so soft and welcoming. You carefully unbuttoned and unzipped his waterproof trousers, then pulled the whole lot down.

His dick sprang into your face, a deep, delicious purple in the dawn light.

Curved yet rigid, rising between thick hair, Ryo’s cock looked so much more animal than the rest of his soft, shining body. It looked almost prehistoric.

Ryo pushed himself up onto his elbows and stared at you as hard as humanly possible.

You nuzzled into his cock, rubbing your cheek against the hot flesh, just feeling it out with the fingers of your other hand. It was the strangest texture, somewhere between silk and velvet, getting slicker all the time. Even here, Ryo smelled good. Musky.

You leaned in and pressed your lips to his tip, tasting the salty moisture, wondering what to do next.

Throwing his head back, Ryo mumbled something once, then twice. You had no idea if he knew what he was saying. “Let me in. Let me in.”

You laughed and took his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, licking up and down the length, touching your cheek to feel its shape through the skin.

When you began sucking on it, Ryo jerked violently, hitting the floor of the tent with his fists.

Ryo was a mess. If he could have told you to stop before, he couldn’t now. His eyes were closed as he writhed on the floor of the tent. His abs rippled with every movement of your mouth.

A few times, Ryo reached out, almost grabbing your hair before clenching his fists.

Not stopping the rhythm of your head, you twined his fingers into your hair.

Ryo moaned. He slipped his fingers through your hair and stroked all over your face—your forehead, your cheeks, your eyelids. He touched you like he might still be dreaming.

You were getting tired from the ache in your jaw, so you let Ryo’s dick spring free and crawled up his body again.

You kicked off your jeans, leaving you in just your underwear, then rolled so Ryo was on top of you.

Ryo stared down at you with dazed eyes as his fingers searched between your bodies.

Ryo found your panties. He patted the soaked fabric in awe. Every time he brushed your clit, your pussy throbbed unbearably.

“Wow,” he said. “It’s just like I imagined. Wet.”

He held your panties to the side with his thumb so he could drag his finger through your wetness.

“Oh god,” he said, cupping your bare mound with his whole hand. It was shockingly intimate. You felt something ooze out against his rough fingers.

“Heaven,” Ryo said, shutting his eyes as he slipped one finger inside you. He started stroking the sensitive ridges at the edge of your pussy almost automatically.

You were so turned on that every touch was a line of fire to the tip of your toes. You felt your orgasm creeping up. You tried to fight the pleasure - Ryo’s ego would never recover if you came right now.

“I never want to leave,” Ryo said, pushing in another finger, then a third. His mouth fell open when he heard the loud squelching sound coming from between your legs.

“You’re a real perv, Hirose,” you breathed.

Ryo was too focused on your pussy to hear your comment.

Thoughtlessly, Ryo began pushing your panties down your legs. You felt his cock brush the skin of your inner thigh for the first time. It was like a homing mechanism. Ryo’s cock was coming home.

It was hot and hard as it glided through your thick hair. It was so close to your pussy now. It would take nothing for him to penetrate you - one motion, one easy glide then you and Ryo would be joined.

You imagined Ryo spearing you deep. You imagined the satisfaction as he touched your very core. You wondered if he would fuck you strong and fast, or slow and teasing. You felt a primal need like you’d never felt before.

Only, you didn’t have any condoms. You despaired.

“Yes,” Ryo said breathlessly. “Mum.”

“What?” you said.

“No. Sorry. I mean my mum gave me these condoms on my birthday - it was so embarassing.”

Ryo crawled to the side of the tent, naked except for the trousers hanging around his knees, and fetched the dimly glittering pink strip of plastic.

You felt an urge to kiss him in gratitude. Then, you realised you’d already acted cock hungry enough for one boy’s brain. You held your tongue.

“Oh,” you said coolly. “Nice.”

Ryo chuckled at your reaction. He pushed it to the side, tore the plastic, then held the glistening tip of the condom and carefully pushed it over his dick.

Ryo moved back over you, his body frozen - and you realised he was not going to make the first move.

“Just give it to me,” you said, making Ryo chuckle in embarassment.

You pulled his hips towards you, hard, feeling his cock slide into your pussy like they were made for each other.

Now, you could no longer hold back. You let out a low groan of satisfaction as Ryo’s cock hit the perfect spot deep within you.

“Heaven,” you whispered, only half joking.

“Don’t tease,” Ryo said with a smile. He grabbed your face and kissed you deeply to shut you up. As his tongue moved effortlessly over yours, his hips snapped back into the instinctive rhythm they’d had when he was dreaming.

“You really could fuck me in your sleep,” you said, laughing to hide the fact that you were on the verge of coming.

“This is better than all my dreams,” Ryo whispered.

Ryo plunged into you, deeper than he ever had, and you suddenly felt yourself orgasming. You tangled your legs with Ryo’s, shuddering and hugging him tight to hide the contortions of your face.

“Wait, did you just-” Ryo, his voice high.

“Shut up about it,” you said, although it was hard to be angry about anything when your whole body was melting.

“Oh no. It’s happening,” Ryo said shakily, hugging you just as tight as his body stiffened in his orgasm. His fists pressed your back so hard it almost hurt. You felt a strange kind of warmth between your legs.

Then you were both panting, collapsed side by side on the floor of the tent.

You realised that the sex you’d just had was more appropriate for a boyfriend and girlfriend than two horny classmates.

The tent was light now. You heard birds singing.

Ryo unzipped the tent and threw the condom outside, mouthing ‘Yuck’.

“I can’t believe we just had sex,” you said, pulling up your panties.

“My head is spinning,” Ryo breathed. “I think I need to lie down.”

“So I’m that good, huh?” you teased as you shimmied into your jeans and smoothed out your shirt. You expected another witty comeback from Ryo.

Ryo had his back turned to you and was pulling on his hoodie when he spoke. “I think you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen in real life.”

You realised that Ryo was not joking. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“I liked you since the day I met you. That’s why I did this stupid wilderness club.” Ryo turned to face you, transformed into his shy, nerdy self all over again. “I think we should date, Y/n. I mean, the sex part clearly works. And I’m really interesting. You haven’t even heard half of my jokes yet. Just consider it, okay?”

“Okay,” you said, grinning. “Just let me hold the map from now on.”

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