Painfilled Lessons [nsfw]

After a few seconds of stunned silence, a small crash and a yelp sounded. "WH-WH-WHAAaAT?"

A smaller almost whispered reply. "Y-You'd...want...to...?!"

Muika's head bolted up at the crash, which caused her to immediately get up from her spot and move to the door. Her face was still burning from just saying that, but...crash...he could have hurt himself!

"I-I said I would!" She responded to his stunned whisper, now close enough to hear it. "I-I want...want to...i-it'll make you...f-feel good right? If...If you still have...a problem with that then...then...when you're all better...then...then make us b-both feel good..."

"I um I am I don't know what..." Iyuki's voice was soft and small in the bedroom, utterly baffled and confused. He was laying on the bed, having almost fell off when Muika had said those things, the lamp from a table next to it on the floor but not broken. He had caught himself in time but...

Iyuki's hand covered his lower face as he groaned, the towel the only thing he was wearing and not concealing anything at this point. Why did she... his mind was picturing it. With a strangled groan a small one word reply floated out. "...F-Fine..."

Muika, after a moment once she'd heard his response, opened the door; her face was still burning obviously, and the towel still hung over her head as she entered the room and shut the door behind her.

She was...relieved though to see he hadn't fallen and hurt himself. The lamp was just on the floor, not broken, but it'd fallen. She leaned over to pick it up and put it back in its place when she was close enough before moving onto the bed next to Iyuki, moving to his right where she usually was.

He was covering his mouth, and she brought her hand to gently pull it away before leaning it. In an affectionate gesture, she nuzzled her face against his before she moved to kiss him.

Muika was wearing that towel still in a rather cute manner, but Iyuki could barely look as her face was as red as his. His hand still covered his mouth, his eyes glancing away after looking at her, the bathing suit still causing his already broken mind to break more.

Watching her pick the lamp back up, he muttered a sorry before continuing to look away. However as Muika crawled onto the bed, the young man gulped and tried to keep his hand on his mouth. The nuzzling was too much and he gave up his efforts. Returning her kiss, than hand came up to cup her cheek as he made a small groan in the back of his throat.

Was she really going to...?

Muika held the kiss, her hand moving to rest on his right side as she deepened the kiss. She wanted to lean into his touch when she felt his hand on her cheek, but she focused on the kissing. At the small groan he gave, she moved down to his neck.

She still...felt she hadn't done much when they'd...he'd said it'd been enough, but...maybe she could make up for it a little here. She wanted to, it would make him feel good and she wanted him to feel good.

Iyuki shivered and let out another sound in his throat as Muika deepened the kiss. It was a pleased sound as his body relaxed, the color fading from his face to rest on his cheeks as Muika moved down to his neck. Another small sound escaped him, her body felt a bit too sensitive to her touches and her mouth right now.

He'd...never had anything like this before in his life. He didn't know what to do other than bury his hand on her hair gently and tilted his head for easier access.

Iyuki seemed to be enjoying it, that was good, it was what she wanted. Her hand resting on his side tensed slightly when she felt his hand in her hair, but other than that she didn't stop with giving his neck attention.

She...hadn't ever done well...what she was planning on doing, but she knew what to do at least...as embarrassed as she was to knowingly be going off of Aoi's advice from that day, and like Iyuki had done to her before she gave a few light licks and nips to his neck before she finally began trailing lower, kissing downward, but being careful to avoid his injuries.

Iyuki felt odd making such noises but his body was responding to Muika's focus on his neck. His eyes closed for a bit, small pleased sighs coming from him before he inhaled sharply as she licked and nipped it... And then moved lower.

He bit his lip lightly and looked down, still not believing what Muika was going to do. His breathing was starting to become a bit more heavy, his body tensing slightly from anticipation as she kissed him...which also felt really good.

Muika had to resist smiling at his noises, the simple fact that he was enjoying it making her happy, and she was still only just kissing.

Her hand slid from his side down to his hip as she reached his stomach, having to move back a little to make herself comfortable. His hand in her hair felt nice too. Her hand moved a bit lower, moving to tug the towel from his waist to just fall. It wasn't much of an obstacle but it still was one, better for it to be gone.

She wanted to look up at him, just glimpse at his expression, but she felt if she did she'd focus and start blushing again, and she didn't want to stop or lose focus like that, so she kept going. Upon finally moving low enough, her hand moved to him before she leaned down and gave a small lick for a reaction before she moved to fully slip him into her mouth.

Muika's hand on his bare body felt good as she slid it down to his hip, another small sound escaping him as he shivered more. Iyuki's hand stayed in her hair, gently moving every once in a while as he responded to her kisses on his skin, small sounds also accompanying such actions. As the towel was tugged away, he suppressed a small grown and looked down with more than a bit of interest.

As he felt her hand touch him, he let out a low moan and his hand clenched slightly in her hair. Not hard at all but he obviously enjoyed it. However at her lick and then her mouth the young man couldn't resist moaning a bit more as he watched Muika with half lidded eyes.

"...o-oh..." His eyes couldn't deal with what they were seeing and he had to close them as he moaned. T-This was what...it felt like? He was going to melt...

Muika felt his hand tense in her hair, another action of his showing his pleasure before he started moaning for real. He was really enjoying it, and she couldn't help but feel another wave of happiness at that.

He'd been...upset before, like this was some giant problem...it could be embarrassing, yes, but...fixing it wasn't a problem, she could help him with it.

Iyuki was not able to think, his mouth opened as he panted lightly and enjoyed the sensation. His soft moans grew the longer Muika kept up her actions. Why did it feel so good? His hand clenched again as he choked on a moan, Muika's name escaping as he couldn't help it any longer.

"G-Good... It feels...so good..." He could get that out, his face red as his eyes opened for a few moments so he could watch her. She was doing this for him, he hadn't wanted or asked... She just wanted to, to make him feel better. It was working, he was obviously not feeling anything but amazing right now.

Muika's hand that wasn't on him, rather the one she was using support herself on the bedding gripped at the bedding under it when she'd heard him call her name before he gained his voice long enough to say it felt good.

Iyuki's breathing was heavy as Muika continued, his moans becoming stronger by quite a bit the longer it kept going. He felt like he was going to melt or die, his hand holding her hair carefully but also firmly as his body shook.

It felt too good for the young man, his mind working just enough to warn her. "M-Muika I'm...I can't...anymore..."

A moment or two later, his warning came true as he climaxed quite strongly with a sharp cry. Way too good for him...way too good...

Muika continued, even after warning, her hand gripping the fabric further as he reached his climax and she pulled back, instinctively swallowing before her hand went up to her mouth as she sat up; her breathing was a bit hard as well, but it came easier to calm it compared to Iyuki.

She blinked, finally glancing at him. His breathing was hard, which was to be expected, but she'd helped. She'd made him feel good. He'd been upset over his injuries, his own thoughts...and she'd been able to at least take his mind off of it for a bit and at that she couldn't help but gain one of her small smiles.

Iyuki's eyes widened as Muika... she just... His hand moved from her hair to his lower face, covering his mouth as he looked away with a blush. Even with his heavy breathing, even after what she had just done for him... He felt a bit shy over what had happened. Her breathing was heavy as well, did that mean...?

As she smiled at him, he caught a glance of it and had to look away as his face grew more red. "Th-Th-Thank...y-you...M-Muika...Th-That...was...fun..."

He had admitted it, looking at her though his head was still turned and his mouth partially covered with his hand.

Muika moved to take the towel that's slipped from her hand to wipe her mouth, wiping off...anything that was there. Her face was lightly tinted, unable to help it considering what she'd just done.

"W-Welcome." She replied, giving a small nod at his words, her eyes peeking up over at him from behind the towel. "I-I'm glad...happy I was...a-able to m-make you feel good..."

Iyuki looked away once more as she lifted the towel to her mouth. Didn't...that taste weird or gross? He could not see her eyes or her face right now. Inside the man felt... wrong. He felt wrong just taking this from her without giving her anything in return. Even if he couldn't do anything at this moment... he wanted to. Maybe if he...

"I-I do. S-So now...can I for you? Can I...try to make you feel good as you did for me..." Turning his head back to look, his face was red but his eyes were intensely focused on Muika.

......What?

Muika's eyes were on Iyuki as he'd spoken, her face reddening as she listened to what he was attempting to say. He...What...Now, he what...

"M...m..." She tried to talk through her burning face, she really tried. "...H...H-How?"

With his arm broken, chest injured just....She'd said if he felt bad about it to just wait until he was fully healed! Then...Then he could make them both feel good! H-How now!? What!?

How?

How?

Iyuki groaned. Why hadn't he thought this through!? Still, he needed to...he had hoped she would realize... His intent and earnest expression had an addition, the addition of utter mortification as he started trying to explain.

"J-Just...as long...as I don't have to move too much or..W-Worry a-about... t-that... I-I can... I-If...you.... A-Are...careful..." Iyuki gulped. "I-I...y-you can... o-over top of my...m-mout-"

His voice squeaked as he spoke, his eyes looking at tons of things as he attempted to get this all out. "M-Mouth...O-Or...if...Y-You stand...a-against...the w-wall... I-I can...easily... N-No leaning and bending so...it wouldn't...s-strain anything..."

Was her face redder? She could only believe it was getting redder. With every stuttered word out of his mouth. Over the top of his...Or against a wall...

He...He wanted to...He...He wanted...to...

If the towel weren't mildly dirty now she'd be covering her entire face with it. How...How was she supposed to answer that!? Just...

"H...W...Which...d-do...you...you want...?"

"I-I...whatever is comfier...for you?" Iyuki's face was shocked as he stared at the bed. Yes, he had broken well and utterly. His brain could only think of one thing and that was speaking these words before they all disappeared.

Muika wanted to...? He had thought she would object. Not immediately ask which one he wanted! He hadn't thought this far ahead! He had never tried them, obviously so he had no idea which would be better or easier...

"M..Mm..." Muika quieted herself, blinking as she directed her eyes down at mattress.

How...How the hell was she supposed to pick!? This conversation topic was enough to kill her! She felt like she'd fall over at the touch of a feather right now! She...She was still in the swimsuit too...

Gh...Just...What....How...

Did...He wanted to....He...wanted...

Wh...Which would be easier on him though? Wh....Gh...

"Mm...b-but wh-what's easier on...on you...y-you're i-i...injuries..." This healing process was going to be hell. Hell for the both of them, she could feel it. If...If it continued to lead to conversations like this!?

"I-I do not know honestly." Iyuki's voice cracked again and he covered it with one hand. He knew which one would be less embarrassing... and less likely to kill him. "S-Standing...easier..."

Not on his injuries but on his pride and ability to not freak out over this, yes. It counted.