Alya had really ended up falling asleep there. For Ryan, this was quite the advantage. He watched the girl standing in front of him, completely flushed, while she pulled at the hem of the white shirt he had lent her. It was wide enough to cover her hips, but it left a good portion of her legs exposed, a sight that made him raise an eyebrow with a discreet smile.
"Well... I could have gotten an outfit from Yuki for her... But how the hell would I explain why I have women's clothes in my home?" He thought, stifling a laugh.
Sitting on the bed, he tilted his head slightly, a sarcastic smile appearing on his lips. "So, comfortable enough?"
Alya gently ran her hand through her hair, tucking a strand behind her ear before answering in her soft, hesitant voice. "Y-yes... Thank you for lending me your shirt..." Her eyes shone, darting from side to side, as if searching for something. Until, finally, she looked directly at him and murmured softly, "Masachika-kun..."
Ryan's smile intensified, his eyes capturing every nuance of her expression. "Well, what are you waiting for? Come here and lie down with me."
Alya's face turned even redder, her breathing slightly altered. "A-are we really going to sleep together?"
Ryan raised an eyebrow, the carefree tone in his voice contrasting with her nervousness. "Yeah, so? It's not a problem, since we're dating now, right?"
She placed one hand on her chest, as if trying to calm the frantic beating of her own heart. "W-well... You really have a point..." Her steps were slow towards the bed, the hesitation evident in her trembling tone. "J-just... let's not do... you know..."
Ryan realized she was on the verge of a breakdown of embarrassment, and before she could explode in nervousness, he leaned forward and sealed his lips to hers in a light kiss, almost like a caress. When he pulled away, his voice was low, warm, and comforting.
"Don't worry, my princess... I'll do everything in your own time."
The impact was immediate. Alya remained still for a second, then hid her face against his chest, her fists clenched and pressed against his torso. Her voice was muffled, but full of indignation.
"Y-you do it on purpose, don't you? It seems like you know exactly how to make me like this..."
Ryan closed his eyes with a satisfied smile. "And you like it, don't you?"
Alya laughed softly, an adorable sound that warmed his heart. "Mouuu~ Masachika-kun!"
The two stared at each other for a moment, the atmosphere between them filled with a silent tenderness. Then, with a playful touch, Alya placed her index finger on Ryan's lips and winked mischievously. "You better behave yourself, you little smarty. Today you're just going to sleep with your girlfriend, okay?"
Ryan sighed dramatically, his tone exaggeratedly submissive. "Yes, my princess!"
Alya made an irresistible pout, looking away. "You're lucky that... I like it when you call me princess..."
Ryan couldn't resist and gently pulled her onto the bed, wrapping her in a cozy hug as they lay down. Her body molded to his in a perfect little spoon, his arms sliding around her waist, holding her firmly and affectionately. He could feel the warmth of her body against his, her accelerated heartbeat mixing with his, creating a silent rhythm between them.
Alya, initially shy, gradually relaxed, gently running her fingers over his arm while smiling to herself. The feeling of being in Ryan's arms was comforting and safe... something that made her heart melt with happiness.
And then, almost instinctively, she adjusted her body position, fitting her hips against his. The movement was subtle, but intimate, and Ryan understood the meaning behind it. She trusted him. She wanted him there.
The room was plunged into silence, broken only by the soft sound of their breathing and the dim glow of the bedside lamp. Even without words, they understood each other. The simple touch was enough.
Until, with a sweet and heartfelt whisper, Alya broke the silence.
"Thank you, Masachika-kun..."
Ryan took a deep breath, smelling the delicate scent of her hair. His voice was calm, but curious. "You're welcome... But what are you thanking me for?"
She snuggled closer into his embrace, her hand still gently caressing the arm that held her. "Don't you remember? You saved me from those strange men..."
Ryan was silent for a moment, remembering what had happened. "True... It was obvious she was going to bring that up..."
Alya continued, her voice sounding like a soft melody, filling the room with tenderness. "I was so... so scared that day... and you really showed up to save me..."
Ryan tightened his embrace slightly, his voice low and firm. "I would never let them touch my Alya..."
She laughed softly, a sweet and provocative tone mixed with her gratitude. "That was a little obsessive... But I think I liked it..." She pressed her lips into a smile, her voice tinged with curiosity as she spoke softly:
"But... I wanted you to explain to me... why did that happen? You know, Rika-chan told me I could ask you about it because... You're probably the only one who could explain it to me..."
Ryan had an epiphany as he thought, "True... It was obvious she was going to question what that was..."
There was a hint of hesitation, but also a genuine desire to understand. Ryan felt a slight shiver run down his spine as he heard the question. Her tone wasn't accusatory, just inquisitive, but even so, a part of him wanted to run away from that conversation. He sighed, looking away and bringing his hand to her hair, gently running his fingers through it.
"Well... let's leave that for tomorrow, okay?" His voice came out lower than he intended, as if exhaustion was a heavy cloak over his shoulders. "I'm exhausted..."
Alya made a small noise of dissatisfaction, but yielded, leaning slightly towards him. Her voice sounded sweet, almost a caressing whisper:
"Good night..." She squeezed his hand lightly. "My love."
Ryan's heart warmed at that moment. There was a brief moment of silence, where he allowed himself to absorb that unexpected affection. With everything that had happened—with Yuki, with Riko—this night seemed... pure. Innocent. But, somehow, that made him strangely satisfied.
He pulled her closer, instinctively. His hand, without realizing it, found one of Alya's soft breasts, who let out a shy sigh. The warmth of her body, her slightly accelerated breathing, her heart beating against his chest... But she said nothing. She just remained there, quiet.
Ryan closed his eyes, a soft smile on his lips. "I think I can be content with just this..." And then, he surrendered to sleep.
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