What?! The Magical Girls from My Favorite Yuri Are Into Me?!

Noah felt the warmth of Yume’s breath brushing against his skin, quickening his own pulse.

“Yume…”

He murmured. She gave him a soft kiss on the cheek, lingering a second longer than necessary, then another right at the corner of his lips.

“I wanted to see you.”

Another kiss, slower.

“I wanted to hear you.”

Another, this time with the tip of her tongue barely grazing his skin.

“And I wanted to make sure you’re still my boyfriend.”

Noah squeezed her hand tighter, feeling desire begin to course through his body.

“I’m still your boyfriend.”

Yume kissed him on the mouth with intensity, a deep, hungry kiss that drew a soft moan from Noah against her lips.  

He held her by the waist carefully, but she pressed herself closer, intertwining their fingers tightly as their bodies molded together.  

Her breasts softly flattened against Noah’s chest, and the heat radiating from her made him tense with anticipation.

When they parted, Yume’s cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen, and her breathing ragged.

“Then it’s okay.”

Noah tried to catch his breath, his heart pounding hard.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

But instead of pulling away, Yume slowly lowered her lips to his neck. She kissed the sensitive skin gently at first, then with more pressure, sucking lightly while her tongue traced wet paths.  

Noah tensed, feeling a wave of heat shoot straight down to his groin.

“Yume, wait…”  

He said in a hoarse voice, even as his body betrayed his words by leaning slightly toward her.

She stopped, looked up with a confused and slightly annoyed expression, her eyes bright with desire.

‘Why is he stopping now? I want him so badly…’  

Yume thought, biting her lower lip.

Her hands stayed clasped on him, one at the back of his neck, the other slowly sliding down his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat beneath his clothes. The air between them was thick, heavy with restrained sexual tension.  

She spoke in a confused and slightly annoyed tone.  

“Why?”  

Noah noticed the tone.  

“It’s not that I don’t want to be with you.”  

“Then why are you stopping me?”  

“Because if you leave a mark on my neck, my family will see it.”  

Yume frowned.  

“You can cover it.”  

“Not always.”  

“Then you can say it was a bug bite.”  

“Yume.”  

“Well… it would be a very specific bug bite.”  

“You’re not helping.”  

She crossed her arms, still sitting very close.  

“Are you ashamed for them to know about me?”  

“No.”  

“Then?”  

Noah took a breath.  

“I want to introduce you first.”  

Yume went still, and Noah continued.  

“I don’t want my family to find out through a mark or by accident. I want to tell them properly that you’re my girlfriend, the way it should be done.”  

The annoyance on Yume’s face began to shift.  

“You want to introduce me?”  

“Yes.”  

“As your girlfriend?”  

“As my girlfriend.”  

Yume looked at him in silence, then her eyes started to shine with emotion.  

“Really?”  

“Yes.”  

She stayed motionless for a second, then pushed Noah onto the bed.  

Noah fell onto his back.  

“Yume!?”  

Yume climbed on top of him and planted her hands on either side of his head.  

“It’s okay.”  

Noah looked up at her from below, completely alarmed.  

“What part of what I said led you to this conclusion!?”  

“I’ll wait.”  

“You’ll wait?”  

“Yes, I’ll wait for you to introduce me as your girlfriend.”  

Yume leaned down toward him.  

“But in the meantime, I can kiss you in more intimate places.”  

“I don’t see how that…”  

Yume kissed him before he could finish.  

Noah tried to speak, but she kissed him again with greater intensity, their fingers still intertwined.  

Yume seemed to have recovered all the confidence she had lost during the call—or perhaps she was trying to reclaim it forcefully.  

Noah couldn’t deny that he liked being with her, but part of him remained on alert.  

‘We’re alone.’  

Yume pulled back just a little.  

“Noah.”  

“Yeah.”  

“I like it when you say I’m your girlfriend.”  

Noah swallowed.  

“Because you are.”  

Yume smiled.  

“Then say it again.”  

“You’re my girlfriend.”  

With that, Yume made up her mind.  

Noah felt the heat of her body pressing against him as Yume kissed him with renewed urgency, her tongue seeking his with clear desire. The kiss grew deep and wet, and her hands began to explore.

Yume slid one hand down his chest, her fingers trembling slightly with excitement but not stopping. She moved her fingers over his abdomen and kept going lower until she brushed against the bulge already forming under his clothes.

“Yume, wait.”

“Just a little more.”

“Yume.”

She looked him in the eyes, breathing hard, lips swollen and cheeks flushed.

“I’m not going to do anything you don’t want.”

“It’s not that.”

“Then let me be with you.”

Noah was about to respond, but the words caught in his throat when Yume knelt in front of him with smooth but determined movements. Her hands traveled up Noah’s thighs and skillfully unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down along with his underwear just enough to free his already fully erect and throbbing member.

‘Yume… this is going way too fast…’  

Noah thought, but desire clouded his reason.

Yume looked up at him from below with eyes gleaming with lust, biting her lower lip. She took Noah’s cock in one soft but firm hand, feeling its heat and hardness. She brought her face closer and first kissed the tip tenderly, then slowly ran her tongue along the entire length, leaving a wet, shiny trail.

Noah let out a low groan as she parted her lips and took him into her hot, moist mouth. Yume began sucking him slowly at first, moving her head back and forth while her tongue swirled around the head, savoring him. Her cheeks hollowed slightly with each suck, creating a delicious, wet pressure.

“Yume…!”  

Noah murmured, bringing a hand to her hair without pressing, just caressing it.

She picked up the pace, taking him deeper. The wet, soft sounds of her mouth filled the room as she sucked him devotedly, one hand stroking the base and the other resting on his thigh. Every so often she looked up at him, her eyes glassy with pleasure, never letting his cock slip from between her lips.

Noah felt the heat rising through his body, his legs tensing as Yume sucked him with more intensity, moving her head faster and sliding her tongue along the sensitive underside with every motion.  

Yume stopped, removed her own underwear, and prepared to take Noah’s member inside her, but at that exact moment the door burst open.

“Yume, I forgot my…”  

Mirai stood in the doorway.  

Noah was lying on the bed and Yume was on top of him.  

Both were half-naked and it was obvious what they had been doing.  

Silence fell instantly.  

Noah and Yume’s eyes widened completely.  

Mirai didn’t move. She looked at Noah, then at Yume, then back at Noah.  

Then she remembered the boy with the wallet, the girl named Luna, Yume’s nervous reaction during dinner, the name Noah, the choking when she mentioned him, the question about Luna, the supposed coincidence.  

Everything clicked too quickly.  

Mirai pointed at Noah.  

“You.”  

Noah raised a hand carefully.  

“Uh… hi?”  

Mirai pointed at Yume.  

“And you.”  

Yume scrambled off Noah so fast she nearly knocked him off the bed, and both hurried to get dressed again.  

Yume scolded Mirai.  

“Mirai! Why do you come in without knocking!?”  

“Why are you about to fuck the guy I met yesterday!?”  

Yume was left speechless and Noah stood up awkwardly.  

“This has an explanation.”  

Mirai crossed her arms.  

“I hope so.”  

Yume stepped in front of Noah as if that could hide him, though it was far too late.  

“I thought you’d gone out with your friends.”  

“I forgot my wallet.”  

Mirai lifted the wallet and Noah looked at it.  

‘This thing is causing way too many problems.’  

Mirai entered the room and closed the door behind her.  

Her expression was no longer one of surprise, but of determination.  

“So the nice guy I met on the street is your secret boyfriend.”  

Yume tensed.  

“Don’t say that so loud.”  

“Why? Doesn’t Mom know?”  

Yume opened her mouth but said nothing, and Mirai gave a small smile.  

“I see.”  

Noah got up from the bed.  

“Mirai, I can explain about yesterday. Luna and I are not together.”  

Mirai looked at him.  

“I already figured that out.”  

Noah blinked.  

“You did?”  

“Yes. From what I saw, the couple is you and Yume.”  

Yume covered her face and Mirai looked at her.  

“And you let me spend the whole night thinking Luna had beaten you.”  

Yume lowered her hands.  

“I didn’t know you were talking about MY Noah!”  

Noah felt the phrase hit him directly.  

“Your Noah?”  

Yume looked at him, blushing.  

“It’s just a way of speaking.”  

Mirai raised an eyebrow.  

“Didn’t sound like it.”  

Yume took a step toward her.  

“Mirai, please don’t tell Mom.”  

“Why?”  

“Because we’re not ready yet.”  

Mirai crossed her arms.  

“Interesting.”  

Noah felt a bad premonition.  

Mirai looked at both of them.  

“My sister, who spends all her time reading porn novels, got a boyfriend before me, hid him from everyone, and on top of that the boyfriend turns out to be the guy who returned my wallet yesterday.”  

Yume swallowed.  

“When you say it like that it sounds worse.”  

“Because it is worse!”  

Noah raised a hand.  

“Seriously, we didn’t want to deceive anyone. We’re just waiting for the right moment to introduce ourselves.”  

Mirai observed him with an expression that wasn’t simple anger, but a mix of jealousy, surprise, and growing curiosity.  

“How long have you been together?”  

Yume answered quickly.  

“Not that long.”  

“That’s not an answer.”  

“You don’t need to know.”  

“Yes I do.”  

“No, you don’t.”  

Mirai looked at Noah.  

“Does she treat you well?”  

Yume bristled.  

“Of course I treat him well!”  

Noah answered before they could argue.  

“Yes, she treats me well.”  

Mirai looked at him attentively.  

“Are you sure?”  

“Sure.”  

Yume puffed out her cheeks.  

“Don’t interrogate my boyfriend.”  

Mirai turned her gaze back to her.  

“Then don’t hide your boyfriend.”  

Yume couldn’t respond.  

Mirai took another step into the room.  

“Let’s talk.”  

Yume stepped back a little.  

“About what?”  

“About everything I just found out.”  

Noah felt the afternoon had completely changed direction.  

Mirai pointed at both of them.  

“And don’t try to change the subject.”  

Yume looked at Noah in panic and Noah returned an equally worried look.  

Mirai sat down in the chair at Yume’s desk as if she were a judge about to start a hearing.  

“First question.”  

Yume swallowed.  

Mirai looked directly at Noah with the mission of extracting every bit of information possible.