Chapter 118 - Responsibility

Warmth. Setsura woke up and found herself wrapped tightly around his arms. Akito, he must have carried her back. He's really holding on to her tightly, though. Setsura bends down and kisses his lips gently for a few minutes before feeling his tongue part. Gee, if he's awake, he should say so. He's so silly. But he's hers, all hers.

Her lips turned into a soft smile when their lips pulled away from each other.

Akito looked at her with sleepy eyes, and he nuzzles against her. He pulled her closer to him. "Hey..."

Setsura's eyes fell on his lips and to his neck, to his chest and then to his arms curled around her and holding her tight. Setsura tried to move away only to find Akito's hold on her tighten. He has no intention of letting go. He is acting like a child, holding her tighter almost as though he is complaining about her wanting to leave him. A child, she concludes.

"Mmmm," he murmurs.

He looks exhausted. Setsura extended her hand out and caressed his cheeks. This person loves her so much. Yesterday he showed her that, didn't he? They only started dating a short while ago, so Setsura was unsure at first if it was okay. But, if she turned him down yesterday. Then things would be awkward. No, Akito would act normal around her. However, it's that normal attitude that would bother her.

She made the right choice. Choosing to be with this person.

"Setsura, get some more sleep."

"Yes," her sentence fell short when Akito brushed his forehead against hers. It was a gentle and sweet kiss, but it made her heart flutter. "Sleep."

It seemed like he wouldn't close his eyes until she did, so Setsura closed her eyes.

.....

When she opened them again, Akito is no longer beside her. The bright rays of light entered the room, indicating that it was morning properly now. Her gaze landed on the small alarm clock that read 7 am. Earlier it was 5, and still dark. So, she slept an extra two hours.

Akito was not around anymore, but she spotted a small note on the table.

-Servants have a day off today; we're the only ones in the mansion. I'll be in the kitchen, making you breakfast. Stay put there.

Setsura sat up and stretched her arms. She wondered when she returned to her room. Did Akito carry her last night? Last night, the events of yesterday remained fresh in her mind. Now that she was properly awake. Setsura's cheeks burned red. 'What was she thinking...' Doing it isn't a problem, eventually they'd have to do it. But, the way she acted like she was possessed by something was...

She shook her head and stood up, but the moment she did, Setsura felt her knees give out on her, and she sat back down the bed. It was her first time. So, yes - this is normal, and so was the blood on the bed and her thighs. Still, it was embarrassing for her to admit that she couldn't even stand up. Setsura could imagine Akito teasing her later on, so she attempted to get up again. But it did her no good, she stumbled in the same manner as before.

Setsura tried a couple more times before giving up. Akito told her to stay put, so he understands, right? That bothers her a bit. Now that they've done it, she has become keenly aware of how experienced he is. Akito, how many females has he been? From what she heard, Akito didn't touch his late wife. Naturally, with that age, it would be wrong of him. But still, he is a guy! Surely, he has had pent up feelings this entire time?

Akito entered the room with a tray, from where she sat, she couldn't see what he made. But the aroma made her stomach rumble. Akito chuckled, "Hungry, my love?"

Setsura nodded. "You're late."

His gentle smile didn't leave his face as he quickly brought the tray over. Akito brushed his fingers across her bangs, and then her neck. She looked over at the mirror by the bedside, and the sight made her eyes widen.

"Setsura?"

"..."

Now she understood why her body ached all over. She was too caught up in the pleasure yesterday, so she hadn't noticed what Akito was doing. All sorts of marks covered different areas of her body, but what shocked her the most was the blood on her thighs. There was a lot more.

"It's normal, you...it was your first time," Akito awkwardly tried to explain, catching her gaze.

"I—I know."

He bent down and kissed her lips, "Let's eat, yeah? We can relax in bed."

Setsura nodded meekly. She hated how shy she was acting, but she felt that this too, happened for a reason. Akito lifted the tray up onto the bed and pulled her into his arms. A content sigh passed her lips. Well, there was nothing wrong with this arrangement at all.

"Akito, my body hurts a lot," Setsura would not hide it from him.

"I know, don't worry. I canceled your work, rest up for a few days."

He's already made preparations, that's like him she supposes. Akito blew the chicken soup before raising it towards her mouth, "Eat."

"Uh, you don't have to feed me."

Akito shook his head, "It's my responsibility."

What responsibility..

Now that she thought about it, she had a conversation regarding first time with one of her friends in the future, didn't she?

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"I regret it, you know, my first time," she plays with the straw of her drink, glancing over at the other girls talking about it with smiles on their daces. "I did it with a guy because everyone else was doing it. It didn't matter who it was to me, as long as I could do it. But I wish I didn't pick such a despicable guy."

"Despicable?"

Her friend laughed, "This person ended up posting pictures and videos of my first time. Apparently, he was famous for this kind of thing, none of my friends back then told me. It made me realize that to them. I was never a friend. Just a target of their envy. Did you know they talked about doing it on purpose in front of me? To rope me into it, it was all a setup."

"..."

Setsura didn't know what to say to that, "So, that's why you transferred schools."

"Yes, it may seem cowardly. But I couldn't stay there anymore. I wish I saved my first time with my current boyfriend. S.e.x is best with the person you love. Because there is mutual consent and trust involved, so, Setsura, if Sh... wants to do it, then please discuss things, and trust him. He will take care of you and be responsible if something happens."

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Present

Something happens, huh? Setsura understood what those words meant. If she got pregnant... Her gaze fell on Akito, who was feeding her the soup. She pushed the spoon back.

"What's wrong? You don't like it?"

"It's great," Setsura mumbled. Akito is very good at cooking, even though he doesn't cook a lot. "I wanted to know if something happened. Would you take responsibility for me?"

Akito blinked and was silent for a few moments before he said. "If you're talking about marrying you if you get pregnant, then yes, I will."