What is love?
Shinju wondered that since she entered middle school.
Unlike her friends who got into relationships, broke up, got in new ones, rinse and repeat, she had been single her entire life.
It took her sixteen years but in her second-year of high school, she finally had the answer to the question she always asked herself.
For Shinju, love was Koyoma Hitoshi. He was her love, her best friend, the soulmate she was fated to be with, and her everything.
The two of them had been friends since elementary school but it was only now that she came to realize that the depth of her feelings was more than just friendship.
She couldn't describe it in just words. It was also the moments they shared. It was the actions that he demonstrated.
Love had its own meaning in the dictionary but for Shinju, it only meant one thing — Koyoma Hitoshi.
When he asked her out, she didn't hesitate to accept and jump into his arms.
Every time they held hands, her palms got sweaty. Every time they kissed, it felt like she was flying in the air.
She was all of his firsts and he was all of hers.
Just being around him made her feel fuzzy inside.
Even her best friends told her that they'd never seen anyone fall as deeply in love with another person as they did when they saw her relationship with Hitoshi. They talked about how she would melt into his arms with each hug. They talked about how her eyes twinkled like a star whenever someone would compliment him.
Although she wasn't ready for it, he was the person that she planned on giving her first blowjob to. Her virginity, it belonged to him. Everything she had, he was going to be the first.
That was the case.
It was the honest truth.
But now — that was nothing more than a fantasy that she wishes could've come true.
* * *
"Very good," Yasuo complimented her as she began to improve on her fellatio techniques. "Have you ever done this for your boyfriend before?"
As the sound of slurping echoed throughout the room, she glared at him with eyes of fire.
"Hahaha. I'm going to assume with the look on your face that you don't."
'Of course I don't. We haven't even gone past kissing yet! We had a pure relationship and were taking our time. I was going to do this for him after graduating. My first belonged to him. And now… now you've ruined it!'
She was fuming inside her mind but her mouth and tongue did not stop.
Slurp. Slurp. Gugh!
"Wait… is this perhaps your first time giving head?" he asked. Her face twitched for a second when he asked that.
Yasuo began to clap which caused her to pause for a brief second before she continued what she was doing.
"No wonder you were so stiff and terrible earlier. I thought it was because of the guilt. But no, you just never did it before."
He continued clapping.
"Congratulations Nakatani. You're a prodigy. A few minutes ago, you were like cardboard and now, you're sucking my dick like a professional."
The compliment didn't make her feel good.
If anything, it made her feel like shit.
"I feel bad for your boyfriend though," Yasuo sighed as he grabbed her head and began to maneuver it back and forth while he stood still.
Gugh. Gugh. Gugh.
"His girlfriend was gifted with a talent that he had never even gotten the chance to experience before."
'A talent that she's demonstrating to his bully before him.'
Anger and resentment swirled in her pupils.
"Don't give me that look," he said as he sped up the pace that her head was being pulled and pushed. "I gave you a chance to back out. I was telling the truth. But it's too late now. Right now, you're nothing more than my bitch."
Gugh. Gugh. Gugh. Gugh! Gugh!
"Don't worry. I'll train you. I'll make sure that you return to him as a great girlfriend who can make him ejaculate within seconds. Make sure you deliver this gift later. He deserves it after all those beatings I've given him," Yasuo laughed.
He was completely in character and influenced by the original personality now.
Embarrassed and ashamed, Shinju tried to avert her gaze but he told her, "Don't look away from me. Keep your eyes over here. It's too late to regret it."
Gugh! Gugh!
"Ack. Ack! Ack!"
"Oh yeah. This throat of yours is next level. It has to be up there in the top ten I've ever had. This must be genetics that was blessed and handed to you from your mother."
'Why are you talking about my mother?'
Releasing her head, Shinju finally had the opportunity to remove her lips from his shaft that she had been in contact with for over a minute straight.
Even though she had been ravaged nonstop, she didn't cough like she had done so the previous time.
She just kneeled there, catching her breath.
It was shocking just how fast she was learning and adapting to the vulgar nature of this entire interaction.
In the midst of her breathing though, Yasuo's palm suddenly came into view.
Slap.
Her face was suddenly slapped by him. It wasn't hard enough that it hurt her badly but it was hard enough to leave a slight sting on her cheek.
Touching her face, she asked with widened eyes, "What was that for?"
He didn't answer. Instead, he gave two more.
Slap. Slap.
Why did he slap her?
He didn't really have an answer to that. He just felt like it and his hand moved on their own before he could stop them.
Slapping her one more time, he grabbed ahold of his shaft and tapped his mushroom tip a few times on her nose.
"Stick out your tongue."
Doing as he said, she stuck out her tongue and it was immediately greeted by his glans. He moved it around, rubbing it in the puddle of saliva that had gathered on her tongue.
"Look at you. There's not even a moment of hesitation anymore. Haha. Now suck it. Suck my penis as if your life depends on it."
When he mentioned her lack of hesitation, it shook her.
She realized that he had told the truth there.
Where had her hesitation gone? Why was she acting like this was normal now?
And that caused her hesitate for a brief moment.
Slap.
"Listen here bitch, I don't have all day for you to stare into the abyss. Suck it on your own before I grab your head again."
She opened her mouth and threw her head forward.
Gugh gugh. Gugh gugh gugh. Gugh!
"Ack! Ack!"