"Would you be willing to feed me with your mouth?"
Amamiya Natsuki swallowed the grape in his mouth and watched the girl offer him another without needing to be asked. He went straight for a kiss.
A moment later.
Looking at the black-haired girl with her lips parted, her gaze hazy, and her breathing uneven, Amamiya Natsuki couldn't help licking his lips, wanting more.
"Then... what about something even more outrageous?"
If he said it, he did it.
Nothing was against the rules in a dream.
Besides, if Yukino really didn't want to, the dream would simply collapse. There was no need to worry about going against her wishes.
Amamiya Natsuki picked up a small carton of yogurt. As he opened it, he gave his hand a shake and pretended to spill some on himself.
"Didn't you say you couldn't lift your arm?"
Yukinoshita Yukino tilted her head and questioned him, her tone adorably vacant.
Amamiya Natsuki said with a straight face:
"After eating the grapes Yukino fed me, I feel like I can do it again."
Yukinoshita Yukino's gaze was pure. "...Really?"
Looking at the girl, whose eyes were exceptionally pure, like a clear lake atop a snowy mountain, Amamiya Natsuki cleared his throat twice and continued:
"Never mind that... I spilled yogurt on myself. Help me wipe it off."
Stop teasing Yukino?
As if!
He wasn't one of those timid wimps who overthought everything, too scared to follow through after making a move!
If Yukino agreed, he'd dare put her and Haruno side by side tomorrow!
"You... lie down."
Looking at the yogurt Amamiya Natsuki had accidentally spilled on himself, Yukinoshita Yukino furrowed her brows. As someone with a cleanliness obsession, there was no way she could refuse.
"Thanks for the effort."
Amamiya Natsuki lay back down and