"Tsk!"

  The brief satisfa Shizuka felt vanished quickly. She'd expected something like this, but did Ryuji really have to say it so bluntly?

  "Well, I didn't want to lie to you, did I?" Ryuji smiled knowingly, catg her thoughts.

  "Tsk!"

  As frustrating as it was to deal with him at times, Shizuka still felt a surge of happiness hearing that. "Fi's your call."

  Not that she could do much to ge Ryuji's mind anyway.

  "But you'd better not e over for the few days."

  "What, why?"

  Ryuji was fused, briefly w if this was about jealousy or something else.

  Shizuka hesitated, her face reddening a little with embarrassment. "I ime to recover," she muttered.

  In truth, if not for the ges Ryuji had somehow caused in her physique, she'd probably be too worn out to even speak. Moderation is key, after all!

  "Pfft!" Ryuji almost burst into ughter, quickly realizing the reason for her ent.

  "Hahahaha!"

  As his ughter echoed, Shizuka, who had been lounging, shot him an annoyed look, though there was a hint of pyfulness in her gaze.

  "Laugh all you want now, but one day I'll make you feel like I do now."

  "That day 't e soon enough!" Ryuji teased, fully fident in his stamina.

  After they bantered a little more, Ryuji checked the time. "Well, I should get going."

  Shizuka waved him off, clearly needing the rest. "Yeah, yeah, go on."

  ---

  "Ryuji-kun!"

  Ryuji looked up from his phoo see Utaha waving at him, already waiting at their meeting spot.

  He hat she had put some extra effort into her appearaoday, her usual elegant charm boosted by her outfit. Her perfectly styled hair and figure turned heads as she stood out from the crowd.

  "Sorry to keep you waiting," Ryuji said as he approached.

  Utaha smiled, her cool demeanor melting into warmth. "Not at all. I just arrived myself. There's a restaurant I wao try out. Shall we go?"

  "Of course," Ryuji agreed, following her lead.

  As they reached the restaurant, Ryuji raised an eyebrow at the sign.

  "A couple's restaurant?"

  Utaha blushed slightly but still responded with determination. "I told you, I'm trying to experiehings for my novel. I thought this might help me write a better romance."

  Ryuji chuckled at her ear reasoning. "Alright, lead the way."

  After their meal, they walked through the streets, with Utaha holding onto his arm. "This is research tht?" Ryuji teased.

  "Of course it is," Utaha replied fidently, though the slight flush on her cheeks betrayed her embarrassment.

  The evening was going smoothly until a sudden downpour forced them to take shelter under a nearby mall. Utaha's mood dipped as she gazed at the heavy rain, realizing it had ruined her carefully id pns.

  "I guess we 't tinue our walk," Ryuji mused, looking at the downpour.

  "No, wait!" Utaha said quickly, not wanting the evening to end just yet. "There's… there's something else we do."

  "What do you have in mind?" Ryuji asked, genuinely curious.

  Utaha's face turned a deeper shade of red as she gnced meaningfully toward a nearby hotel specifically, a couple's hotel.

  It didn't take long for Ryuji to cat.

  "You want to skip all the steps and fast-forward to the end?" he asked, a sly grin f on his lips.

  Utaha rying to maintain her posure despite the overwhelming embarrassment.

  "Well, I'm not oo refuse su offer," Ryuji responded without hesitation.

  ---

  The sun had barely dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the city as Ryuji and Utaha strolled hand in hand toward the hotel.

  They reached the entrance of the hotel, a glittering facade that seemed to be them inside. As they stepped through the revolving doors, the noise of the city outside faded into a gentle hum, repced by the hushed elegance of the lobby. Soft cssical music pyed lightly in the background, mingling with the st of fresh flowers that wafted through the air.

  "Good evening, sir, madam," greeted the hotel attendant, a young man with a polite smile and impeccable manners. "How may I assist you tonight?"

  Ryuji g Utaha, who returned his look with a pyful glint in her eye. "We'd like to che for the night," Ryuji said.

  "Certainly," the attendant replied, his fingers already movily over the keyboard of his puter. "Do you have a suite preference? We have several options avaible."

  Ryuji hesitated for a moment, sidering their options. "What do you reend?" he asked, turning slightly toward Utaha.

  "Well, we have the Deluxe Suite, which offers a king-sized bed, a jacuzzi tub, and a private baly with stunning city views," the attendant began. "For something more luxurious, there's the Premium Suite, whicludes all of that plus a four-poster bed, a firepce, and access to our exclusive spa facilities."

  Ryuji raised an eyebrow, gng at Utaha again. She gave him a subtle nod, her lips curling into a mischievous smile. "I think we'll take the Premium Suite," Ryuji said fidently, pulling out his wallet to pay.

  The attendant nodded approvingly. "Excellent choice, sir. Your room is ready and waiting for you. Let me show you to your aodations."

  As they followed the attendant to the elevator. The ride up to the top floor was smooth and quiet, the only sound being the soft rustle of Utaha's dress against her legs. When the elevator doors slid open, they were met with a plush carpeted hallway lined with orwork and elegant fixtures.

  The attendahem to a door at the end of the hall, swiping a keycard to unlock it. "Here we are," he said, stepping aside to allow them entry. "Please enjoy your stay."

  Ryuji thanked him, watg as the attendareated down the hallway. He turned back to Utaha, who was already stepping ihe suite. "After you," she said with a teasing wink.

  The room was even more impressive than Ryuji had imagihe terpiece was a massive four-poster bed draped in fine linens, surrounded by dark wood furniture and soft lighting. A crag firepce cast a warm glow across the room, and through a set of French doors, Ryuji could see the twinkling lights of the city skyline beyond the baly.

  Utaha wandered over to the firepce, holding her hands out to the heat. "This pce is incredible," she murmured, her voice tinged with awe.

  Ryuji nodded in agreement, his eyes following her every move. "It sure is," he replied, his voice low and husky.

  She turo face him, her cheeks flushed from the warmth of the fire. "Shall we freshen up before... tinuing our evening?" she suggested, her tone pyful.

  Ryuji swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. "Yeah, good idea," he mao say, though his thoughts were already rag ahead to what would e after.

  They made their way to the spacious bathroom, where a rge tub sat invitingly beside a shower equipped with multiple jets. Utaha started the water running, adding some fragrant bath salts that filled the room with a heady aroma.

  "I'll go first," she said, slipping out of her dress and stepping into the tub. Ryuji watched, mesmerized, as she sank into the bubbles, her skin glistening uhe soft light.

  When she finished, she ed herself in a thick white bathrobe and stepped out of the bathroom, leaving Ryuji to follow suit. He took his time, sav the sensation of the hot water pounding against his tired muscles, thinking about what was to e.

  By the time he emerged from the bathroom, Utaha was already lying on the bed, her robe tied loosely around her waist. She looked up at him with a sultry smile, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

  "Ready for the part of our date?" she asked, her voice dripping with desire.

  Ryuji nodded. "More than ready," he replied, walking over to the bed and sitting down beside her.

  He reached out, his fingers brushing the knot of her robe. "May I?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

  Utaha's breath hitched, her eyes locked onto his. "Yes," she answered, her voice trembling slightly.

  With a slow, deliberate motion, Ryuji uhe knot, allowing the robe to fall open and reveal her bare skih. His hands trembled as he pushed the fabric off her shoulders, exposing the swell of her breasts, her pink nipples and the curve of her hips.

  Utaha's chest rose and fell with rapid breaths, her eyes half-lidded with arousal. "Touch me," she whispered, her voice thick with need.

  Ryuji didn't o be told twice. His hands moved of their own accord, skimming over her breasts pying with her nipples, trag the tours of her body. He could feel the heat radiating from her skin, the tension coiliween them like a livewire.

  He leaned in closer, his lips grazing the sensitive skin of her neck. Utaha shuddered beh him, her hands fisting in the sheets as she arched her back, pressing herself against his touch.

  "Ryuji," she breathed, her voice a mix of pleasure and desperation.