While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 111: This Day (4) / Being Close

Chapter 111: This Day (4) / Being Close

Ten or so minutes later—

Yuu still lay atop me, her body pressed against mine.

“Haa…♥♥♥ Haa…♥♥♥ Haa…♥♥♥”

“Phew…”

Satisfied with three kiss marks on her neck, Yuu went limp, exhaling to calm her ragged breaths.

…It’s kind of amusing that she’s more exhausted than me, the one who did the sucking.

She was busy trembling and moaning sweetly while I marked her.

My skin’s covered in countless kiss marks from her, and her neck bears three—though she claims that’s “way too few.”

“Ren… cha…♥♥♥ No… more…♥♥♥”

“…”

My erection strained painfully against my pants.

Her softness and warmth pressing against my lower abdomen made it worse.

…Worse still, I kept unconsciously reaching for my belt, only to catch myself and pull back, over and over.

Troublingly, I wondered if my love was inseparable from lust—my male instincts making me question myself.

But this time, Yuu oddly didn’t push for sex, which made me hesitate to jump her.

Is she waiting for me to undress her? …No, it doesn’t feel like she’s “waiting.”

She was definitely aroused earlier, her mind all pink.

Yet now, she gave off a strange vibe.

Sensing it, I almost let my guard down, thinking, “Hey, maybe I’m not so bad?” But I need to stay sharp. Don’t mess this up, me.

“…Enf… Ren-chan…”

“Hm?”

Her breathing and arousal calmed, Yuu’s vibe softened as she murmured my name.

“What’s up?”

“Well… um…”

Burying her face in my chest, her muffled words were hard to catch.

Her loose, sweet demeanor showed her mood, avoiding my gaze.

“…Ren-chan, um?”

“Yeah?”

Maybe rethinking her approach, she lifted her face slightly, speaking clearer but still hiding.

“Do you… know what today is…?”

“Yeah.”

“R…♥♥♥ Right…?”

Yuu buried her face again, hiding completely.

Her ears were red—her face probably too.

Despite all her bold antics, she’s still shy about something with me. A sign her rationality’s back.

“You saw through me…♥♥♥ Our hearts connect…♥♥♥ But… I’m a bit… embarrassed… maybe…”

“Hm? What?”

“…N-Nothing… ugh…”

“…”

She spilled her heart like a monologue, but I pretended not to hear.

…I’d been sensing something off about her all day.

Now I know it’s tied to today’s date. I pinpointed why she’s so shy from my mental list.

“It’s been… eight years, literally… hasn’t it…? Our… love… came true…? You and me… we’re mutual, right…?”

Mumbling into my chest, her hot breath seeped through my shirt, her lips tickling slightly.

She looked carefree, but her trembling voice stirred unease in me.

Does she still feel unsure about our relationship, even now?

As childhood friends, does she find our closeness tricky?

“…”

—Couple disconnect.

That drama trope flashed in my mind.

“Ren-chan… today… no, always… you’ve been too kind to me… accepting me endlessly… Sometimes, even now… I wonder if this is a dream…”

“…”

Yuu’s mentioned this “dream” fear before when we’re together.

To her, being with me feels unreal, like a dream—she’s that overjoyed.

I get it.

Her joy at being with me makes me happy too.

“Ren-chan… there’ll be challenges, right? But… please… stay with me… forever…”

“…”

Even at happiness’s peak, people feel unease, unconsciously seeking balance.

It’s like an animal instinct to protect oneself.

During eating, excretion, sleep, or sex, animals are vulnerable. Studies show unique mental states during pleasure.

Desires have priorities.

When one’s fulfilled, you notice or seek another. That’s when you snap back.

Here, it means our relationship has progressed.

But progress is just a step—not a finish line. There might not even be a finish line.

Rom-coms focus on getting together—the fun, bittersweet peak of love’s fruit.

But real love doesn’t end there.

Being with your beloved isn’t the end.

A confession accepted, a happy kiss, holding hands—not the end.

There’s always a continuation.

Does love’s fruit ripen, plant seeds, take root, and sprout?

Or does it rot and fall?

In reality, there’s always a “next.”

Emotions don’t end with a single wave; time keeps going.

“You won’t… go anywhere, right, Ren-chan…?”

“…”

I could’ve joked, “Let me go out sometimes,” but dodging wouldn’t ease her core fear.

I’ve tried showing my feelings through words and actions, but it’s not fully reaching her.

I don’t think my feelings are completely lost on her…

But Yuu’s intense love and desire demand even more sincerity from me.

…Well, I just need to keep addressing it. But her action-oriented nature means missing even one sign of her unease could lead to more than just “consensual confinement” like before.

“Ren-chan… you won’t abandon me…?”

“No way I’d abandon you.”

Abandon? Who do I think I am?

I should be the one striving not to let her down.

“Ren-chan… Ren-chan… Ren-chan…”

“Alright, alright, I’m not going anywhere.”

I smirked at her hot breaths and sniffing (unconscious, like it’s natural), stroking her hair.

“Nn…”

“Whoops.”

My fingers brushed her neck, making her twitch.

“Sorry.”

“It’s fine… I want… more of your touch…”

“O-Okay…”

I’d pulled back, apologizing for the sensual vibe, but despite not seeing, she grabbed my wrist, urging more petting.

I kept stroking her hair, head, and back, feeling each other’s warmth in slow, tender contact.

“…”

“…”

Calm time flowed.

From my lying view, past Yuu’s head, the living room window showed a gray, cloudy sky.

Rain might come, or not.

Fifty percent chance at noon. It hasn’t started, but it could anytime.

Such unclear weather.

“Sometimes… you get anxious, huh?”

“…Yeah.”

Yuu nodded solemnly at my murmur. I wasn’t blaming her, so I continued.

“I get anxious a lot too. About the future… my house is, well, kinda that, you know.”

“! …Yeah.”

Kind Yuu flinched, hiding her inner stir, nodding as before.

“As I’ve said tons of times, you really save me.”

“…”

She didn’t nod. Maybe she doubts that, or my feelings for her are her biggest concern.

“I want to repay your kindness, do anything I can for your feelings.”

“…You feel indebted, so you’re with me—”

“No.”

“—!!”

Still hiding her face, she jolted at my firm tone.

“Listen, Yuu. I—”

I spoke carefully, not wanting a misunderstanding. I’m grateful, but my feelings aren’t just rooted in gratitude.

“—Beyond that, I love you as a person, as a woman. I truly cherish you.”

“…Okay.”

After a longer pause, she nodded.

She seems too unsure about our relationship.

As expected, she’s anxious about our future.

She’s most worried about me changing my heart.

I’ve said countless times I’d never abandon her, but she’s still scared.

“Yuu, don’t you trust me?”

“…No, it’s not that. But… if I look away, you might vanish… I have to keep watching…”

“What am I, a kid lost in a store?”

And am I her mom? I slipped into our usual banter.

“‘Cause… I never want to be apart from you… I want to be together forever… my feelings won’t stop…”

“O-Okay… I’m not going anywhere, not leaving.”

The weight of “forever” felt uncertain, but no comedy followed. Yuu kept voicing her fears.

“Sorry… I might be annoying… but I love you so much, I just… can’t help it…”

“It’s not annoying.”

“Ren… chaaan…”

“There, there…”

She can’t seriously think I’d find her love “annoying.”

Her overwhelming love just spills over.

Her intense desire turns into possessiveness or action—like slipping aphrodisiacs or confinement.

Sounds bad on paper, but she cared for me during it, so I don’t mind. Knowing her tricks dispels fear.

…Though, during that confinement, when she offered to help with my bodily needs, I felt a different kind of terror. Or was it?

“What do I do… you’re too kind… I’m falling… even more in love…”

“O-Oh… there, there…”

Stroking her, her warmth felt hotter. Maybe my imagination.

…Her love borders on madness, but her intelligence and rationality ground it, making me feel both uneasy and reassured—a complex mix.

She’s not too childish or reckless from ignorance.

She understands society’s rules yet leaps over them for love, with strength and cunning.

And she never forgets to cherish her partner, something I’m almost proud of.

She knows how to value each other.

With deep love and the strength to act on it, no matter what.

…Simply put, she’s strong, kind, and deeply loving.

Perfect.

“What do I do… you saying sweet things makes me want to get pregnant…”

“Wait on the pregnancy—”

“…Please, Ren-chan.”

“Whoa.”

Yuu lifted her face, calling my name in a flat tone.

Her face flushed red.

Her long lashes fluttered, her deep black eyes shining with fervent love.

Glistening, she stared at me intently.

“Ren-chan, get me pregnant.”

In that flat tone.

“Please.”

Forgetting to control her voice or expression, she repeated, losing her calm.

The more emotional she gets, the flatter her tone and expression become.

“…Pregnancy, hold off.”

“…!! …Ah… ah…!!”

Meeting her gaze intently, she widened her eyes briefly, mouth moving wordlessly.

“…Tch-then…”

Struggling, she spoke.

“Then… I’ll stop taking the pill from today… so instead, fill me up a lot…?”

“Huh…?”

I paused, processing her words.

…Talking with Yuu can be wildly confusing.

“No, wait, that doesn’t add up…! What’s with ‘then’ and ‘instead’…!?”

Dangerous, dangerous…!

I almost agreed to her momentum…!

She really seizes any chance to get pregnant, huh!?

“Ren-chaaan…”

“No way.”

“Please…”

“No means no… and please keep taking the pill.”

“Nooo!”

“Not ‘no’… please, I’m begging!”

“I just want to grow up fast… start a family with you…”

“N-Nn…!? No, don’t say that! Please keep taking the pill today and tomorrow!”

Condoms? No chance.

She finds them, even hidden, and pokes holes in them. She hates them anyway…

I have to beg her to keep taking the pill.

“Ren-chan, please…!”

“Yuu, please…!”

The anti-contraception vs. pro-contraception battle (flirting) went on until night.