Thank you, sweet Nonny-Mouse!
Ui knocks on Hairu’s apartment door. She invited him over for dinner, and he’s been looking forward to spending time with her all day.
“Come in!” she sings, and Ui cracks open the door. He immediately stumbles.
Hairu leans against the wall, clothed in lacy black lingerie.
Ui hyperventilates. “H – H – Hairu!”
“So silly.” Hairu shuts the door quickly. “Too much? Too fast?”
“Uh, n-n-n-no.” Ui’s face is scarlet. Blood roars in his ears.
“Are you sure? Do you need to sit down?” She can’t resist adding, “I have a bed.”
“If you’re really uncomfortable, I can change.” Hairu strokes his hair. He leans on her to avoid falling over.
“You look beautiful,” he manages, and Hairu grins.
“You look handsome yourself.”
“M – M – May we?” Ui is now sweating.
“If you want,” she purrs.
His lips crash onto hers, and he lets her tug him into her bedroom.
She lies him down on the bed and tugs off his jacket, then his shirt. She strokes his well-toned abdomen, then moves her hand lower, and he groans.
“I’ve never done this before,” she admits, her face as pink as her hair.
“Guess we’ll be learning together, then,” Ui says with a chuckle, playing with the edges of her lingerie.
Hairu has condoms she’s just purchased, but they have quite the adventure getting to that point. It’s slow and funny and he thinks she’s so cute, the way she squeals and peppers his face with kisses. And she thinks he’s so dashing, because he’s gentle and desperate and awe-struck all at once.
They love making each other happy, and now they have another way to do that.
Mercy and Magic 