A Night to Remember, A Day to Cherish

We reached the requirement of one chapter with a 1.5k word count. Here's the update:

Kaguya Shinomiya's POV

"Hayasaka-kun…" I gasped, clinging to him tightly as his cock pushed deeper inside me, breaking through my hymen with his huge cock.

The sharp pain mixed with the pleasure as I felt the warm trickle of blood, and yet, I couldn't help but moan his name in pure bliss.

I was overwhelmed with happiness—finally, we were one.

His movements started slow, his cock thrusting in and out of me gently, as if trying to let my body adjust to his size.

My tight walls clenched around him, struggling to accommodate his sheer girth.

He was trying to be careful, trying to make me comfortable rather than causing me pain.

But I was far from satisfied. I wanted more. I needed more.

His tenderness, though sweet, left me feeling unfulfilled.

"Hayasaka-kun… go faster. Don't hold back. I'm not some fragile doll you need to protect."

"Very well, then." Hayasaka's tone carried a hint of amusement, but he didn't hesitate.

Without warning, he quickened his pace, his thrusts becoming rough and relentless.

"Yes… yes…! Like that, Hayasaka-kun…! Faster! Harder!" I cried out, the intense pleasure ripping through me as he pounded into me with everything he had.

The wet, obscene sounds of our bodies slapping together filled the room, drowning out everything else.

My arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him close as I kissed him feverishly, my body arching beneath his relentless thrusts.

His cock moved with ease now, sliding in and out of my slick, soaked pussy as his rhythm became almost primal.

My moans grew louder, my breaths more ragged.

"Hayasaka-kun…! Ah… so good! So good! I'm cumming!" I screamed, unable to hold back as a powerful orgasm tore through me, my juices gushing out uncontrollably.

My body trembled beneath him, and I couldn't stop the wave of embarrassment that hit me when I realized I had come before him.

Why did I climax first?

Was I really this weak when it came to sex?

But when I looked at him—still rock-hard, his cock twitching with need—I felt a pang of guilt.

I hadn't satisfied him yet, and that thought gnawed at me.

But guilt wasn't the only thing I felt—I also felt a surge of determination.

I wouldn't stop until I completely drained him. No matter what it took, I would give him everything.

"Hayasaka-kun… I'm not done yet. Let's keep going," I said, my voice laced with resolve.

I shifted positions, getting on all fours in front of him, raising my ass high into the air. I presented myself to him shamelessly, knowing full well how degrading this position was, yet also knowing how much men loved it.

He didn't say a word. Instead, he grabbed his cock, positioning it at my entrance, and slammed into me from behind.

I let out a loud moan as I felt him penetrate me deeply, his hands gripping my waist tightly as he began to move.

"So deep…" I whimpered, the overwhelming sensation of fullness making me shiver.

This position wasn't as bad as I'd imagined—in fact, it felt amazing.

"Hayasaka-kun…! Ah…! Be rougher with me! Don't hold back!" I begged, completely lost in the pleasure.

Hayasaka didn't need any further encouragement.

He reached for my red ribbon, pulling it loose and letting my hair cascade down.

Then, he grabbed a fistful of it, tugging it firmly as he fucked me even harder.

"How's this, Kaguya-chan? Didn't you say you wanted it rough?" he asked with a cocky smirk, his voice dripping with dominance.

"Yes! Yes! Just like that, Hayasaka-kun! Deeper! Make me yours! Ruin me!" I cried out, my voice breaking as he pounded into me mercilessly, his cock hitting spots I didn't even know existed.

"I'm close, Kaguya-chan… I'm going to cum," he growled, his thrusts becoming erratic.

"Inside me, Hayasaka-kun! Don't you dare pull out!" I demanded, looking back at him with desperation in my eyes.

"Very well," he said, his grip on my waist tightening as he buried himself deep inside me one final time.

With a guttural moan, he released, his hot cum spilling into me, filling me completely.

Spent but satisfied, we collapsed onto the bed together, our bodies tangled.

I kissed him deeply, savoring the taste of him as we caught our breaths.

Tonight, we had completely given ourselves to each other, and as I lay in his arms, I couldn't help but feel utterly content.

...

Hayasaka Raiden's POV

"Hayasaka-kun… Wake up, we're going to be late," Kaguya urged, her voice sharp and urgent.

I groggily opened my eyes, my gaze immediately locking onto her as she stood in front of the wardrobe, wearing nothing but black lingerie.

Her delicate fingers rifled through the hangers as she searched for her school uniform.

The sight was downright sinful, her smooth skin glowing faintly in the morning light filtering through the curtains.

The temptation to pull her onto the bed and ravish her right here, right now, was overwhelming.

 My body screamed for it, but I clenched my fists and nodded instead, forcing myself to look away.

Some boundaries had to be kept between us, no matter how difficult it was.

Her impatience was clear—not just from her tone but also from the frantic way she searched her wardrobe and pulled out her uniform piece by piece.

It was obvious that being late was the last thing she wanted this morning, though I couldn't quite figure out why she cared so much.

Dragging myself out of bed, I headed straight to the shower behind the door of our chamber.

Turning the dial to cold, I let the icy water pour over me, a necessary shock to calm the hormones that were raging inside me, screaming to claim Kaguya for the entire day.

The cold stung, but it worked, dulling the fire enough for me to think straight again.

Once I was done, I grabbed a towel and dried off every drop of water clinging to my skin.

Wrapping the towel around my waist, I stepped out of the bathroom, only to find that Kaguya was already gone.

There was no trace of her in the room, but I didn't feel the need to search for her.

Instead, I turned to the mirror, where my reflection stared back at me as I began dressing in my school uniform.

I adjusted myself and smoothed my hair, ensuring everything was in place.

The face staring back at me looked ready to face the day, even if my mind was already bracing for whatever madness it would throw my way.

When I made my way to the breakfast table, as expected, Kaguya was already there. She was hurriedly biting into a piece of buttered bread, her movements rushed and almost robotic as she gulped down her milk.

Her urgency was palpable, and I didn't bother greeting her.

Instead, I grabbed my own share—a piece of bread and a glass of milk—and ate in silence.

The room was thick with impatience, neither of us having the time or mood for small talk.

Once we were finished, we grabbed our things and headed to the car waiting outside.

As the she started the engine, Kaguya turned to me, her expression softening with a tinge of guilt.

"Is this why you're in such a hurry?" I asked tentatively, glancing at her as the car sped along the road.

"Yes, it is," Kaguya admitted with a sheepish tone, her usual composure slipping just a bit.

"My mother will never tolerate me indulging in anything as trivial as pleasure or love. I need to show her results—discipline that reflects the Shinomiya Family's standards—before she'll even consider giving me true freedom."

She paused, her eyes flickering with unease. "And we're almost late for school, which won't go unnoticed. If my behavior doesn't meet her expectations, she'll turn her attention on you, and believe me, you don't want that. She's... dangerous."

"Do your best, then, Kaguya-chan," I said with a reassuring smile, my voice steady despite the weight of her words.

Everyone needs their own space, after all.

Since she was so busy navigating her world of expectations and consequences, I decided not to intrude.

The trial of the tower seems to have started now, and I have no idea how long it'll be before we meet again.

"Thank you, Hayasaka-kun," she said softly, her lips curling into a small smile at my encouragement.

Her car accelerated, cutting through the morning traffic as it raced toward the school.

...

Tomorrow, I won't be updating. With the New Year approaching, I don't want to spend too much time in front of the screen.

Besides, the number of power stones has been disappointingly low for my taste yesterday.

So, I'll only update when I have the time, and that happens to be now.