Prompt: Our Night at the Amagi Inn (Persona) (Patreon)

 Summary: The Amagi Inn Saga continues as Ren and Makoto share an unforgettable night at the Amagi Hot Springs... Includes: First Time, Romance, Smut.

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The Amagi Inn was almost quiet. It was late in the night, and by now most of the guests were asleep. The few exceptions were Makoto and her friends, who were still talking the night away together. Futaba laid in a small bed, sleeping soundly as the others finished their Shogi game.

Soon, each of them would be going to their respective rooms to sleep soundly, and that meant Makoto would be leaving to join her boyfriend, Ren. The very thought made Makoto’s face burn hot, both with excitement, embarrassment, and shame for lying to her sister.

It wasn’t that Makoto wanted to lie to Sae, obviously! Usually the sisters were happy to share a room together, but this was different. Makoto told her older sister that was she going to be sleeping in Haru’s room with the auburn-haired woman. Really, that was just a lie. 

The real plan was that Makoto would be sleeping with her boyfriend tonight.

Her cheeks burned at her own poor phrasing, and she hoped the others didn’t see her face as she shook her head, trying to whisk the red off of her cheeks.

Not like that! What she meant was that she would be spending the night with Ren. Haru would help her sneak to her boyfriend’s room, and they would drift asleep in each other’s arms. Yes, they would hold one another, and… and Makoto’s face turned red at the possibilities of what else could happen tonight...

“Makoto?”

“Huh?!”

The brunette jumped where she sat, her heart almost popping out of her mouth as it jumped up her throat. Her sister stared at her, brow raised in confusion as Makoto laughed nervously

“S-sorry, sis.” The younger of the two smiled at her sister. “What were you saying?”

“I just wanted to know if you wanted to share a room for tonight.” Makoto’s eyes widened, and her words were caught in her throat. Her sister was ignorant of the brunette’s shock as she continued. “I know you were planning on staying with Haru, but, well..” Sae sighed, and Makoto could see the exhaustion and guilt in her scarlet eyes.

“I’ve just feel guilty, honestly. I’ve been so busying cleaning things up after Shido was taken away that I feel like I haven’t been able to keep my promise to be a better sister to you. I was hoping, that maybe we could change that? Just spend the night together?”

Makoto had a hard time describing the look Sae was giving her. It certainly wasn’t an attempt at guilting her. Sae would never stoop to that level, not in a serious discussion. It was like a weird, older version of puppy dog eyes. ‘Big Sister Eyes,’ perhaps would be the most appropo description. 

Sae gave her sister a pleading look that just begged Makoto for the chance to make up for her supposed mistakes. In all honesty, yes, Makoto would have loved to spend more time with her sister. The only problem was the timing. 

“Oh.” Makoto glanced away from her sister’s heartfelt eyes. She opened her mouth, before closing it. She wanted to be with her Sae, and the look the silver-haired woman was giving her was absolutely heartbreaking to the young woman, but at the same time… Well, Makoto wanted to be with Ren. 

There was a brief internal struggle within the girl that lasted only a few moments in reality. In the end, Makoto smiled at her sister and nodded her head. “Sure thing, Sae. I’d like that.”

Sae returned the smile, nodding her head. “Excellent! I’m glad. It’ll be nice to be able to feel like normal sisters again.” Makoto nodded in agreement, as her she mentally kicked herself, apologizing to Ren again and again in her mind.

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Makoto and Sae entered the room together and laid on their beds. 

“What a night. I’m not sure if I’m exhausted from the Shogi game, and or so relaxed from the springs that I’m ready to sleep,” Sae admitted. 

“It has felt like an eventful night, hasn’t it?” Makoto combed her fingers through her hair, before letting out a tired sigh. “I never would have thought that Shogi could be so exhausting. Perhaps we should buy a board for our home? Make a weekly night of it?”

Makoto imagined the idea, and she had to admit, it could be fun. The game was a battle of wits and strategy, and challenging her older sister, or better, beating Sae, was an alluring idea. 

“I think I’d like that. We could even invite Ren and Hifumi to join us.”

Sae nodded her head, before glancing at the ground. She hesitated, something that Makoto didn’t miss. It was like her sister, who normally glowed with fiery confidence, was out of her element, nervous about what to say.

“How have things been between you and your boyfriend? Has he been treating you alright…?”

Sae asked the question hoping for a genuine answer, though she couldn’t help the slight sharpness to her tone. The idea of anyone, Phantom Thief or no, treating her sister disrespectfully… Well, it made Sae wish had the power her Shadow apparently had. 

“Oh.” Makoto shouldn’t have been surprised. It was normal for family to ask about significant others, it was just that this was the first time Sae specifically asked Makoto about how her boyfriend treated her. “Things have been good.”

“And he hasn’t done anything… stupid?” Sae asked, out of a lack of a better word. 

“He’s a good man, Sae. You know that.”

“I know, I know, I just… need to make sure.” The silver-haired woman nodded her head, before silence consumed the room once more.

Sae was the first to break it. 

“I know this a bit awkward,” she confessed, giving her sister a sympathetic smile. “But I’d like it if we could feel… normal, for a bit. Just talk about boys, and your studies, and…” The silver-haired woman glanced at the wall. “Other casual things… Perhaps we shouldn’t discuss your studies, I-I don’t want you to feel like I’m hounding you about them, I just-”

“Sis, it’s okay,” Makoto chuckled. Seeing her sister, usually so proud and strong, struggle to be informal was just what the brunette needed. “School is fine, but maybe you’re right. Let’s talk about something more… normal?” The very word made Makoto chuckle. “I could use more normal after my time as a Phantom Thief…”

Sae nodded in understanding. “Well, you and Ren. How has that been going? Has he treated you right? Taken you to see a romantic movie, perhaps?”

“Oh. Y-yeah. Something like that.” Makoto blushed as she remembered the last movie she and Ren had seen together. He invited her to his humble home away from home at Cafe Leblanc where the two watched a movie he knew she would enjoy. “The last movie we saw together was…”

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“The deal was a hundred guns. I only count ninety-nine.” Hiro ‘Dragonslayer’ Ryutaro took the cigarette out of his mouth, before blowing smoke into the air. 

“My mistake. Here it is,” the arms dealer, Oji ‘Black Hands’ Takanato replied, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his pistol. 

He fired three shots, bang, bang, bang, two for his heart, and one for his head. Hiro fell to the ground, his body unmoving as Oji smirked. 

“Thanks for the cash, Hiro. As a sign of my gratitude, take these extra bullets. On the house.”

The old criminal laid on the ground, blood spewing from his chest. Oji began to walk towards the nearest exit, only to freeze as he heard a low groan. The arms dealer turned around, his skin turning pale as Hiro stood back up on shaking legs. 

“Actually, I don’t want them.” Hiro played with something in his mouth, before he spat the crushed, dented piece of lead into his hand. “Or the guns. I hope you plan on getting me my money back, or do I need to show you the receipt?”

Hiro crushed the bullet in his hand as Makoto beamed, sweaty palms grabbing onto Ren’s shoulders as she shook her boyfriend side to side.

“This is my favorite part. Oji is going to reveal he killed Hiro’s uncle and Hiro is going to begin his quest for vengeance, and justice, teetering the line between hero and monster…” Makoto was beaming as her boyfriend chuckle, happy to see her so excited.

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“Nice.”

“That’s good,” Sae smiled. “I feel like it’s been forever since I’ve actually sat down to watch a movie. Maybe I’ll join you and Ren next time.” Her smile quickly fell though as she sighed. “Then again, having your big sister join you on your next date might be a tad… awkward.”

Makoto chuckled at the idea. “Yeah, maybe, but me and the girls go to movies all the time. Me, Ann, Futaba, Haru, and Shiho. You could come with us. We always like voting together on what movies to see, so you can add your vote to the group.”

“Well, I’m happy to see you part of a democracy,” Sae chuckled. “Maybe I will, if that’s alright. What kind of movies do you girls like to see?”

“Oh, Ann likes romance movies, Futaba likes scifi, Haru likes horror movies.” Sae stared in disbelief at that, earning another laugh from Makoto. “I promise, she does. She always votes to see them. Anyways, I usually like-” The brunette hesitated, taking a moment to clear her throat as she tried to change her answer before she let it slip. “Shiho and I like all sorts of movies, so our preferences usually change from day to day.”

“I see. So you and Suzui are the wild cards while everyone has typical preferences. Interesting.” Sae didn’t seem to notice Makoto’s verbal stumble, and the older woman placed a finger to her lips in thought. 

“I’ve never really given much thought to what types of movies I would like to see in theaters… It feels like forever since I’ve even had the chance. Perhaps I would be a wild card, like you and Suzui. I’ve never had much enjoyment from horror, it typically just seems like senseless violence and scantily clad women, though perhaps watching a film with Okumura could change my opinion. Science fiction always seemed ridiculous, though, considering what I’ve seen lately it might be more realistic than I thought... I haven’t even watched that many romantic movies in my life. I wonder if Takamaki has any recommendations?”

“Y-yeah, maybe.” Makoto chuckled at how much thought her sister was putting into the idea, and despite how amusing it was, a part of her was genuinely looking forward to watching a movie with her sister and friends.

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The two sisters continued to talk, but eventually they agreed that it was getting too late and both needed their sleep. They turned off the lights and pulled their respective covers over them, but it wasn’t long for Makoto to stir awake. 

The scarlet-eyed woman frowned as she checked her phone. It was five in the morning, and she couldn’t sleep. Her mind wasn’t busy with any particular thought, and the bed was comfortable, but she just couldn’t sleep anymore. She was restless, and she rose up from the bed with an annoyed sigh.

Hm. What to do? She thought to herself, before an idea struck her. Makoto decided to go to the hot springs, seeing as there would be no one there, including her friends. She loved the girls, but the simple fact was that they tended to be a rambunctious group most of the time.

Besides, the hot springs were just amazing against her skin, and while Makoto was in Inaba she should have enjoyed what the town had to offer her.

Makoto quietly grabbed her things, using the light of her phone to help gather her stuff. Her sister let out a quiet, low snore as the brunette finished collecting her things and slipped out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Just as Makoto suspected, the halls of the inn were empty, no doubt due to the late hour, and while it was nice to be alone, there was an unfortunate side effect. The halls of the inn were, for a lack of a better words, creepy. It was so quiet, and the lights were dimmed to save energy.

The springs themselves were no better. Makoto almost found herself missing her friends’ company. At least then it would be less uncanny… There was just something off-putting about an empty, quiet room that should have been filled with people and sound.

Still, Makoto brushed those fears aside and stepped into the pool area. She froze as she saw someone standing a few feet in front of her, their back to her. Fear returned to the brunette’s mind, but she quickly cast those thoughts aside.

It was probably just another guest who had the same idea as she did. That was fine. At worst, the pool would just be a little awkward. They could still sha- Then Makoto realize who was standing before her, and she blinked.

“Ren?”

The young man jumped slightly, clearly surprised by the voice. Her boyfriend turned around, his own face mirroring the surprised expression Makoto had. “Makoto? W-what are you doing here? It’s late, or, uh… early, I guess.”

“I was about to ask you the same thing. Couldn’t sleep?” 

Ren scratched the back of his head, chuckling awkwardly. “Heh. No, not really. Same thing with you, I’m guessing? What’s wrong, does Sae snore a lot?” he joked.

Makoto smiled at the idea, shaking her head. She clearly surprised her boyfriend, but it didn’t take him long to try and make light of the situation. To come off as cool, and charming, not to say he wasn’t, but Makoto had known him long enough to know the real Ren. 

“No, no. She’s a quiet sleeper, for the most part.” The subject of her sister brought Makoto’s smile down, and she glanced at the ground as she stepped closer to Ren. He did the same, walking towards her.

“I’m sorry for tonight, Ren.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, not being able to spend the night with you! Sae-”

Ren held up a hand, shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. Ann filled me in. I just hung out with the guys instead, which was still pretty fun.” He smiled at her, putting on his best charming grin on his face.

It… was pretty charming, Makoto had to admit.

Not to mention the fact that he just had a yukata wrapped around his body. It clothed his body, but the front of it was open, giving Makoto a front row seat to his smooth, muscular chest. It was clear to see Ren worked out, fine-tuning his body to be acrobatic and fast in a fight, something Makoto had seen first had during their tenure as Phantom Thieves.

“So, Sae. She’s mostly a quiet sleeper? Does that mean she snores some nights, or does she maintain her stoicism even in her sleep?” Makoto chuckled at the joke. “Or, maybe you’re the snorer? I’m sure I’ve heard you snore a few times before…”

“I do not snore,” the brunette countered, smiling at her boyfriend. “I just couldn’t go back to sleep, so I decided to try and relax at the hot springs. What about you? Why are you up so early?”

“Oh.” Ren’s smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly recovered. “Couldn’t sleep. Nightmares.”

“Oh.” Ren had been a victim of his own dreams ever since Makoto met him. Nightmares of the night Shido framed him, nightmares of Shadows and Palaces, and even nightmares of the God of Control, Yaldabaoth, and how close they came to losing everything…

“Yeah, well, I should probably head back to my room. Pool’s all yours,” Ren declared, stepping forward to walk past Makoto, only for the young woman to step in his way.

“W-wait. W-would you join me? I-I mean, you’re here, I’m here, and it’s just us...” It was like someone shot Makoto in the face with a red paintball. Her cheeks were aflame with embarrassment as she continued to explain her reasoning. Meanwhile, Ren stared at her with surprise in his eyes as he listened to her rattle on.

“N-no one else is here, and I doubt anyone will find us, s-so we could enjoy the hot springs t-together! I-I mean, we are dating, so this would be excellent for our relationship, not that our relationship needed something new, I’m actually quite hap-”

“Makoto.” She looked at her boyfriend, tearing her gaze away from her feet. Ren was avoiding her, staring at a nearby wall as his own cheeks glowed a faint shade of crimson.

“I-I mean, are you sure?” he asked, scratching his neck.

“Um, yes. I-I’m positive.”

“Ah.” He nodded his head, and he kept nodding it until he seemed to realize how long he had been doing it. That was one thing about Ren Makoto found endearing, even… cute. 

He was suave, charming, and confident when he had a plan, or when he was in sync with his team. Take him out of a plan, throw something spontaneous at him, and he had a habit of losing his balance, at least for a moment.

Still, his red cheeks were nothing compared to Makoto’s beet-red face. 

Eventually, Ren nodded his head, smiling at her. “Alright. Sure.”

The two were on opposite sides of a cubby shelf as they began to strip off their clothes. Neither said anything, and both avoided looking at the other out of respect for their loved one, and simple embarrassment. 

Both could clearly hear each other though. They could hear their clothes falling to the ground, and both blushed as they began to imagine the other’s naked body.

Makoto could remember a night where they kissed, their lips passionately pressed against each other. His hands on her back, slowly going down to… to squeeze her butt. It was amazing, and it might have led into something more had Makoto’s sister not come home early.

The way Ren made her feel… The way his hands sent electricity coursing through her… It was like nothing Makoto had ever felt before. It was a fire in her chest that made her press her legs together. The young woman understood the birds and the bees, obviously, but… but reading about it was different than experiencing it.

Unbeknownst to the young woman, Ren was experiencing similar demons. He thought of his girlfriend’s naked body, and he prayed the towel could hide his erection. He took a deep breath, digging his fingers into his palms as he tried to calm down.

Ren didn’t consider himself a pervert, but Makoto was special. She already had his heart, and, well… he just really, really liked her. He loved her. She reduced the master thief to a blushing, horny young man. 

He shook his head side to side, sighing. He tried to get the imagined image of his girlfriend’s naked body out of his mind as he spoke up.

“Ready, Makoto?”

“Y-yes. I’m ready.”

Both stepped out and finally they looked at one another. Both of them quickly faced the same trial, trying not to ogle the other. Makoto had a towel wrapped tightly wrapped around her body, accenting her shapely form. Ren was wearing a similar, white towel, wrapped around his waist. 

It was hard to believe for both of them that beyond the thin, white fabric, their partner was naked. Ren tried not to stare at his girlfriend’s chest. The towel wasn’t big enough to cover her whole body, so just the top of her cleavage was open to his eyes, teasing him. Makoto might not have been the most buxom of girls he knew, but what she had was more than enough to make the young man blush.

He looked away, and Makoto glanced down, realizing her chest was exposed ever so slightly. She quickly lifted the towel up, exposing a bit more of her legs in the process as she hoped and prayed Ren didn’t see anything.

Of course, Makoto’s scarlet eyes were drawn to Ren’s chest. His physique and frame, his entire body like something of an athlete’s. She quickly stared at the ground, her face as red as a tomato as she spoke. 

“Ready to go?” she asked, quietly. It was a miracle she didn’t stutter once.

“Yeah. Let’s go,” Ren agreed, nodding his head and motioning for her to lead the way. The brunette nodded, leading her partner to the washing stations of the Amagi Inn.

The couple separated, picking a different washing station on opposite ends of the room. Neither said why, but their reasoning was the same. It was simply easier not to stare if they were farther apart from each other. 

The two sat down at their respective sides and began to wash themselves. The silence was filled by the sounds of running water, but that was hardly comforting. Makoto was the first to speak, eager to break the awkward tension and relax her own racing heart.

“So, what did you and the boys get do in town?”

“Yusuke wanted to paint practically everything he saw. We joined Ryuji and Morgana for sushi, so that was fun. Found this really nice tofu shop to eat at.” Ren washed his arm as he looked up. He almost turned his head to look at Makoto, not out of some perverted desire to look at her, but out of reflex.

Ren liked looking at his girlfriend. He knew it was polite to look at someone when talking to them. The young man almost looked at his girlfriend as she washed herself, stopping just short. He blushed as he realized his near mistake. In fact, he could actually see her body through the corner of his eye… He quickly turned away, his cheeks a scarlet hue. 

“H-how’s the water, Makoto? Need another pair of hands?” he asked, using the joke to hide his own flushed cheeks.

“No! No. No, I’m fine. Y-you can stay there.”

Ren grinned at her adorable reaction, just imagining the brunette’s scarlet face. He decided to show her mercy, recollecting his thoughts and continuing. “The uh… The woman at the tofu shop told everyone she was related to Risette. Seemed like she was.”

“Related to a celebrity… That must be nice.”

“Yeah. Ryuji wished he could have actually met her though.”

“Huh. Never took Ryuji for a fan of idol music.”

“Apparently Ann got him hooked on some of Risette’s music.”

The two chuckled at tdea of their blond, sometimes brutish, friend dancing or listening to Risette’s music. After the brief laugh, Makoto spoke next.

“Well, the girls and I had some of our own fun while you and the others were away.”

Ren blushed at the phrasing of that statement, and of the images and fantasies that played out in his head. He felt his penis throb between his legs, pressing against the soft towel. “So, tell me. What kind of fun could a bunch of beautiful, cute girls have at a pool without any boys around?”

“I-” Makoto’s cheeks turned a bright red, and she huffed, pouting as she glared at the wall. Quite a mistake as she saw the mirror hanging on the wall, and she accidentally caught a peek of her boyfriend’s shirtless body. Her gaze lingered on it for a few more moments, before she looked down again, blushing.

“N-nothing that tone of yours is implying, I assure you!” Ren laughed as the brunette shook her head. “Though, I feel Futaba was trying to start something.”

“Oh?”

“S-she kept groping and touching everyone. I-it was… weird. She even groped my sister.”

“Wow. She’s probably the bravest girl I know.” Ren grinned with amusement.

“Oh? Perhaps I should have taken a page from her book then, and groped Ann, or Haru.” 

“Yeah, may...W-wait, what? N-no, I mean, uh…” Ren was clearly taken baken by the statement, and Makoto smirked with pride. She had managed to counter his offensive, and now he was the one blushing.

The idea of his girlfriend doing such things with Ann or Haru, both beautiful, if not outright sexy women, struck a chord for Ren. He gulped, swallowing spit down as closed his legs, trapping his hardening cock between them. He tried to shake the thought out of his head. 

Though, Makoto’s cheeks were still their own shade of red from even joking about the subject. “Anyways,” she laughed. She was starting to realize why Ren so liked to tease her. “Sae practically threw Futaba into the pool after that. All on reflex, it looked like, she didn’t even mean to throw her that hard.”

“Remind me to never get on your sister’s bad side.”

“Or mine,” Makoto added, trying to tease her boyfriend. “Don’t forget I’m strong too.”

“Oh, I know. I remember that time you started holding me down in my room. Remember how we spent Valentine’s Day? You were kissing me on my bed, and you started pinning me-”

“I-I didn’t mean to!” Makoto shot back, her cheeks flaring up again. That accursed memory and how… wild she became when the pleasure became too much. It was humiliating to think about, yet her nipples hardened into a pair of points as she remembered that night.

They way Ren’s lips felt on hers. The way his hands slipped under her shirt to stroke her back. It had been one of the greatest Valentine’s Days of Makoto’s life, and it drove her to writhe and shake on the small stool she was sitting on.

Her heart was pounding like a drum, just like Ren’s was. Both feared the other could hear the racing organ as they continued their talk.

“M-moving on,” Makoto muttered, eyes glancing at the mirror before her, watching as Ren raised a strong arm up to wash his sides and the underside of his arms. “After that, we just played Shogi together. Hifumi and I showed the others how to play as Futaba slept…”

“Sounds like fun.” Images of his girlfriend bathing in the pool crossed Ren’s mind, and he felt his face turning hot as he wondered if all the girls were naked. If Makoto was naked. He rubbed his face with a cold, wet hand as his penis throbbed yet again. He tried to push it back down, but his hand brushing against it, even through the towel, just seemed to make it harder.

He shuddered, trying to just ignore his erection as Makoto spoke out to him.

“Are you done washing?”

“Uh, y-yeah. Just about,” he replied, face red. 

“Do… you want to go into the hot spring first or…?” Makoto didn’t finish the statement, her own face a deep shade of crimson as she washed her leg for the third time, more out of a need to do something than actual cleanliness.

Her heart wouldn’t stop. It was like a stereo, pounding as it rose all the way up to her neck. 

“No, please. You first, Makoto.”

“Are you sure?”

There was silence. Makoto gulped, slowly lifting her head up to the mirror again, staring at Ren’s shirtless body. The water clung to his back as she finally heard his voice.

“Sorry. I was nodding, but I guess you didn’t see me… Yes, I’m sure. Go ahead, Makoto.”

His body moved, and Makoto shot her head down, terrified he would catch her peeking. “A-alright, no peeking, okay?” In her mind, she called herself a hypocrite. Here she was, taking peeks at her boyfriend’s handsome, irresistible body and she was making requests like that?!

“I promise no peeking.” Ren quickly tried to peek, as stealthily and inconspicuously as possible.

He glanced at a nearby mirror he could use, and he watched as his girlfriend rose up from her seat, and began to walk towards the hot springs. Ren gulped down his pounding heart as he watched her long, slender legs walk with grace.

Her towel was too high up, an attempt to cover her breasts, Ren realized. That meant he could see just a brief, tantalizing glance at Makoto’s firm, round ass. He could feel his dick quiver, as if begging for the teasing to end. Ren quickly put his head back down, but he could still see her body in the mirror move, swaying with her wide, round hips…

Part of him wondered why Ann was the model when Makoto was right there…

He heard water rippling, before Makoto spoke out. “Alright. I’m in.”

“C-coming.” Oh no. His dick… He was still hard, almost fully erect, and he was supposed to walk over and join his girlfriend in the pool?!

“Is something wrong?”

“No!” Ren replied, a little too loudly. He cringed, before taking a deep breath. “Coming.” He loosened the towel wrapped around him. Just enough to help hide his erection under the cloth. Then he stood up, and began to walk over, taking awkward, wide steps to keep his tent hidden.

He was thankful his girlfriend facing away from him, her back aimed at him. He relaxed his steps a bit, sighing quietly in relief as he walked towards her, his eyes glancing down to make sure his cock was hidden away.

Ren was completely unaware that his girlfriend was actually sneaking her own peeks, stealing glances of his half naked body. His body was glistening, muscles shimmering, hair shining. Everything about him glowed, and when her eyes traveled to the spot between his legs where his manhood laid, Makoto felt it hard to breathe…

Finally, Ren reached the pool and stepping inside. Half of his body was submerged in water as he closed his eyes, enjoying the warm, soothing embrace of the water. 

“Wow, this is nice,” he commented, getting a simple ‘Mhhm’ in return from his girlfriend.

Whatever awkward tension was in the room beforehand was now raised to an eleven. Any attempt at a real conversation was shot down by Makoto, until Ren didn’t even bother anymore. His instincts told him to look at his girlfriend, but just quickly as he did, he looked away, cheeks red.

“How do you like the water, Makoto?” He tried to put on a smile. “Is it warm enough for you? Hot enough?” he tried to sound smooth, he tried to sound cool. In his mind, he failed, because all he could think about was Makoto’s beautiful slender figure less than a few feet away from him.

“The water’s fine,” she muttered in returned, and Ren tried not groan.

Conversation failed, teasing failed… Things were quiet as all Ren’s mind could think about was Makoto. He tried to ignore his thoughts, tried to sway them towards something else, but it was an uphill battle. 

He just kept thinking about how the girl of his dreams was so close, yet so far. Dressed only in a small, white towel, yet he couldn’t even muster up the guts to look at her.

Ren’s penis ached once again, trying to rise up and actually pressing against the fabric of the towel. Ren closed his legs, trying to trap his member under his thighs as he blushed, cursing his hormones and young, eager body.

It was a good thing Makoto was distracted with her own sinful temptations, or else she might have noticed the young woman’s battle with his erection. The brunette took a deep breath, trying to cool her burning body. The warm waters of the spring seemed to only fan the flames of lust inside of her, and her own hormones pushed for her to take in Ren’s body.

His good looks, his smile, his body. Everything about him was so perfect in her eyes. Like a prince, or perhaps some dashing rogue who stole her heart. She was terrified that just one, good look at his body would be enough to make her do something stupid.

Even though she refused to look at her boyfriend, her mind still painted a picture. She could see his smooth chest, his tone stomach, his debonair smile… Feel his arms around her, pulling her into a kiss as their tongues met and wrestled for dominance…

It was becoming too much for the young woman. She had to go. Put some distance between her and her boyfriend. It wasn’t that she was mad at him, or blamed him, but these feelings welling up inside of her were becoming too much for her. She had to try and put a stop to them.

“I-I think I should go.” She rose up, standing out of the water. She walked through the warm liquid, before stepping onto the stone rim, lifting half of her body out, only for Ren to try and stop her.

“H-hey, wait. Makoto!” Ren stood up, and moved forward, and it took him a moment to realize what he was looking at. 

He saw an angel. A beautiful painting that brought the Sayuri to shame. He saw Makoto, fully, truly looked at her. Her beautiful, fair skin, glistening from the droplets of water, shimmering like diamonds. Her short, hazel-colored hair that framed her beautiful face. Her beautiful, shapely figure that curved and dipped in every perfect way.

And as crass as it was, he had an excellent view of her ass. Large, plump, but still a perfect fit for her athletic, strong body. Her towel was pulled up, covering her breasts, but leaving her rear exposed to his silver eyes. His eyes bounced between it and her beautiful face, before he finally settled on her face, watching as her cheeks were painted a bright, iridescent shade of crimson. 

Makoto gawked at her boyfriend, frozen in shocked as Ren simply stared at her barely covered body. Her mouth hung open as she struggled to find the words to say. None came to her as she felt her face burn hot, her mind in a mist of embarrassment and lust, because even shocked and startled, Makoto’s keen eyes still saw the outline of Ren’s erection under the towel.

His… His penis. His dick. His cock. Makoto wasn’t sure what to do or say, all she could think about how big it looked under the cloth, and… and how it was because of her, and her body that his manhood was so large. 

The brunette’s hands, which were crossed over the front of her body, fell limp at her sides. The towel framing her body followed, and it fell to the ground as Ren saw his girlfriend’s naked body before him. 

Ren watched the towel fall, before his eyes traveled up and down Makoto’s body, drinking in her beautiful form. From her slender legs, to her hard nipples, to her gorgeous face. She was flawless, perfect in every way to the young man. Her naked body was so… so hot. So sexy. So fucking perfect… and somewhere in the back of his mind, he decided to join her.

Ren dropped his towel, letting it float away on the warm waters of the spring as the seconds ticked by. Makoto’s crimson eyes glanced down, watching him reveal his own naked form and… and his manhood. It was large, at least to her, the inexperienced virgin. It also stole her breath away as she took a step back, returning to the pool and standing mere inches away from the man of her dreams.

They both moved as one, in sync with each other as even their hearts began to beat in time. Makoto placed her hands on Ren’s shoulders as he placed his on her waist, and the two pulled each other into a kiss, meeting in the middle. The space between them was closed as they wrapped their arms around each other and pressed their naked bodies together.

Whatever inhibitions they had, whatever fears plagued them, whatever logical bits of their minds that told them to stop… All of it was washed away by the lightning storm they felt from kissing each other. 

Makoto opened her mouth, slipping her tongue out and licking Ren’s mouth. Ren was only too happy to open his mouth, and their tongues met between them as their eyes fell shut. Their hands explored each other as they each began to let out tiny, muffled moans.

Ren, for all of his confidence, and flirtations, was still a virgin. He didn’t know how exactly to touch or hold a woman. Makoto was the only woman he had ever been with. He wasn’t sure what to do with his hands, but he did his best to relax and just… touch her. One hand fell down to her ass, digging his fingers into her firm, yet soft rear. She moaned at his strong grip.

His other hand slowly moved to her chest, where he squeezed and groped her breast, rubbing his thumb against her hard nipple. He feared if he was doing it right, but her moans were all the approval he needed as she stroked his neck, fingers combing through his hair.

The raven-haired man continued to touch and squeeze her body, even going as far as to spank her ass with his hand. She jumped in his arms, before shuddering. He gave her breast another squeeze, kneading it like dough as their tongues smacked against each other. Makoto tasted… amazing, and the way she dug her nails into his skin was driving him wild…

He placed both of his hands on Makoto’s ass and he lifted the woman up. She gasped again, before he gently sat her down on the edge of the hot spring. The two stared at each other, their eyes meeting as they finally stopped kissing. Both could feel it. Both knew what could happen next...

The only thing stopping them was, ironically, each other.

“Makoto, I… I love you, but I don’t want to press-”

“Y-you aren’t!” Makoto was panting, trying to catch her breath. “I-I want this. I want you… B-but only if you want me! I can-” He pecked her lips, silencing her and making those adorable cheeks burn with embarrassment.

“I want this.”

They stared into each other eyes, and small smiles formed on both of their lips. They kissed one last time, before embracing one another. Ren angled his erection between Makoto’s legs, and the brunette spread them for him as she kissed his neck. 

“I love you,” they whispered at the same time, before Ren pushed forward. 

He rubbed the wet head of his cock against her pussy, before slowly pushing into her. Makoto shuddered, shaking like a leaf as she felt the tip of his penis against her body. She felt it rub her clit, clumsily seeking her pussy, before finding her entrance. He pushed into her, and Makoto dug her nails into his back as she felt her body being spread open.

“T-this next part is to gonig to hurt,” Ren whispered. “Are you sure about this?” 

“Do it,” Makoto replied. “I want to be with you, completely.”

Ren nodded his head, and he stroked her back as he kept pushing in. Makoto ground her teeth at the pain of losing her hymen, and she buried her face into Ren’s neck as he popped her cherry, and pushed his penis inside of her body. 

“Ah!”

“Makoto, are you okay? I can stop, I-”

“N-no! Just… just hold still,” she replied, taking slow, labored breaths. 

Ren obeyed, and neither moved for what felt like a few minutes. Makoto just continued to breathe, slowly adjusting to the girthy shaft now inside her. She took one last deep breath as her body began to relax, and she kissed Ren’s neck.

“A-alright. I think I’m ready to continue.”

He nodded again, before he began to slowly push deeper in, before pulling his hips back. He did this again and again, in and out, and with every second passing by, Makoto began to feel a rush of excitement. Of pleasure.

“Ah, R-Ren, that feels… g-good.”

Ren said nothing, but he felt the same way. He hadn’t expected Makoto’s body to be so tight. Her pussy walls stroked every inch of his dick as he moved back and forth, panting, shaking just like his girlfriend.

The sex they had was the kind only young lovers could have. Raw, clumsy, and passionate. Neither knew how to make love, but they knew what made them happy. Makoto began to move her hips, trying to meet her boyfriend’s thrusts as they kissed each other, muffling one another’s moans. 

They kept at this, riding waves of pleasure as their bodies smacked together. Their tongues met, smacking against each other as Ren’s hands alternated between groping her tits, her ass, or just feeling her smooth, perfect skin.

Makoto cried out as Ren’s cock stretched her walls, kissing the entrance to her womb, pressing against the cluster of nerves inside her. Ren moaned as his girlfriend’s tight walls stroked the length of his penis, caressing it. The build up of passion and lust drove them wild, and now they were slowly free to let go…

They carried each other to the climax, squeezing their bodies together as they broke their kiss and both let out a loud, shaking cry. They could feel their bodies spasming. It was the biggest, most powerful orgasm either had ever had. They clung to one another as Ren’s body quivered, and he came inside of his girlfriend. Makoto wrapped her legs and arms around him, happily accepting his seed as screamed into his chest. 

She felt herself being filled, and for a moment she was actually scared she’d explode from the pleasure and cum. How could anyone feel this good and not just… pop? But Makoto took the pleasure, the ecstacy, and the cum, before going limp in her boyfriend’s arms. 

After the climax, the two just… held one another, each struggling to catch their breath. For now, they were content to just bask in the aftershocks of pleasure, and each other’s warm embrace. 

“I love you,” Makoto whispered. “I love you, I love you, I-I love you so much, Ren…”

“And I you, Makoto.” He pecked her cheek, before he pulled her back into the water. They pulled apart, letting their bodies fall into the warm pool. They still clung to each other, holding one another as they drifted on the water’s surface.

“I-I can’t believe we did… that out in the open,” the brunette whispered, as if shocked by her own behavior. “W-we could have been caught,” she gasped, eyes wide as if just realizing the fact. 

“It’s alright, Makoto. We weren’t caught, that’s what’s important.” Ren wanted to chuckle at how cute his girlfriend was, before a thought poked his mind. He had cum inside of her. In an instant, he saw Sae looming over him, chainsaw in hand, infuriated at how Ren had impregnated her little sister. 

His eyes widened and he gulped loudly, praying and hoping that wouldn’t come true, only for Makoto’s laugh to bring him back to reality. Judging by the amused spark she had in her scarlet eyes, she had red his mind.

“Worried about… well,” she glanced down at her body, and Ren followed her eyes. “Don’t worry, I’m… uh…” Her cheeks took on the second prettiest shade of red Ren had ever seen, second only to Makoto’s beautiful eyes. “I’m on the pill.”

Ren’s eyes widened, and he asked the first question that popped into his mind. “Did you know we were going to…?”

“I-I might have… hoped?” Makoto squeaked, blushing under his inquisitive stare. “W-we were supposed to bunk together, a-and better safe than sorry, right?” 

Ren chuckled at his girlfriend’s confession, and she blushed, hiding her face against his chest as he laughed. “My, Makoto, were you trying to seduce me?”

“N-no! It isn’t like that!”

After Ren’s laughter had subsided, and the two continued to drift together in comfortable silence, Makoto asked her boyfriend something.

“Do… do you regret it?” She knew what his answer was, but she had to hear it. She needed to. Ren saw this, and he smiled as he gently stroked her cheek.

“No.”

“I love you,” she whispered, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. She wiped them away, as he squeezed her.

“I love you too, Makoto. Always and forever.”

And they kissed one last time under the moon, their love burning hot, and shining like the many stars above them.

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Eventually, the two decided they had to return to their rooms. It wasn’t easy finally convincing one another, but eventually they seperated and rose out of the water. Makoto’s legs were shaking a bit, so she leaned against her boyfriend. He even helped her dry off and change.

Soon, both were dressed in their yukatas, walking through the halls of the Amagi Inn. It was still early, so they doubted anyone would stumble upon them.

They were wrong.

Both Makoto and Ren came to a stop as they turned a corner, finding a woman slightly older than them. She was about to walk into them, but quickly came to a stop, just like Makoto and Ren did.

“Oh, hello there,” the older woman greeted. Ren and Makoto opened their mouths to greet her back, clearly not expecting to find anyone up this early. The woman stared at them with her dark eyes, catching several little details.

The way they leaned into and clung to each other. The way their yukatas were so messily wrapped around them. The subtle, red blushes both sported. The woman’s eyes widened, before she snickered, barely holding back a fit of giggles.

“I hope you’ve enjoyed your time at the Amagi Inn so far. Many lovers find this the perfect romantic getaway,” she commented, causing both to blush. 

“Um, y-yeah. We have,” Ren muttered.

“W-we should go,” Makoto added, pulling on her boyfriend’s arm. The two walked past the older woman, who watched them go with an amused smile. 

The couple was almost out of earshot of the woman, when she raised her voice and called out to them. “Please, enjoy our beds, but try not to make too much of a mess?” 

Both Ren and Makoto were reduced to blushing messes as the woman snorted and giggled in a barely contained fit of laughter.