A Love I Shouldn't Feel-Chapter 196: Bold Move, Calm Rebellion ( )

They drove through the quiet streets of Tokyo, the city lights casting soft reflections on the windshield.

Kyouko sat beside him, her long hair tucked behind one ear, the faintest smile playing on her lips.

She looked out the window, fingers gently resting on her lap.

Haruki glanced at her, then back at the road.

"You look happy."

She blinked, turning toward him with that same soft smile.

"Mm? Nothing..." she said lightly. "It’s just... I’m happy to see the place you grew up."

Haruki smiled faintly.

He didn’t say anything.

But the warmth in her voice stirred something in his chest.

Something deep.

Something that whispered, this is the woman I want to build a family with.

The traffic light ahead turned yellow. Haruki eased the brake.

The car slowed to a stop.

"Kyouko?"

"Hmm?" she looked at him again.

He paused.

Held the steering wheel a little tighter.

Then said quietly, "Nothing."

The light turned green.

The car rolled forward again, merging into the slow flow of late-night traffic.

But in Haruki’s pocket—

The pill sat quietly inside a slim silver wrapper.

Waiting.

Once they arrived at the gate, Kyouko quietly pulled out the remote, her delicate fingers pressing the button. The automated gate slid open with a soft hum.

Haruki drove in, easing the car into its usual spot.

The gate slowly closed behind them as Kyouko stepped out, heels tapping lightly on the pavement. She reached into her purse, disarmed the house alarm with a quick beep, and unlocked the front door.

They stepped inside together.

Just as Kyouko was about to step toward the kitchen, she felt it—

Haruki’s arms around her waist, pulling her gently but firmly against him.

His lips pressed softly to the side of her neck.

A slow, knowing kiss.

Kyouko gasped, laughing breathily, her body instinctively reacting to that familiar weakness.

"H-Haruki~!"

"At least let me make us a drink first."

His mouth lingered on her skin.

He knew exactly where to kiss—just below her ear, where her breath always hitched.

"Then make one," he murmured, voice low, teasing. "I’ll just stay here... keeping you warm."

Kyouko bit her lip, trying not to smile as her cheeks flushed.

"Naughty boy~" she whispered. "You’re not even trying to hide it anymore."

"Hide what?" Haruki smiled into her neck. "That I’m addicted to you?"

She shook her head, laughing softly, and finally pulled away.

"I’ll make tea. You... behave."

As she stepped into the kitchen, Haruki reached into his coat pocket.

The pill was ready.

Just one chance, he thought, to take that step.

Once the water boiled and the tea was ready, Kyouko poured it carefully into two delicate ceramic cups. A faint scent of chamomile and roasted barley wafted softly through the air.

She brought both to the table and set them down gently.

"I’m going to the restroom first," she said casually, brushing her hair behind her ear as she turned.

"Okay," Haruki replied with a smile, watching her retreat.

The moment the sound of the bathroom door clicked shut, he moved.

Smooth. Quiet. Focused.

From his pocket, he pulled out the small silver packet and broke it open carefully.

The white, tasteless powder dissolved instantly into the warm tea—Kyouko’s cup—with a soft stir of the spoon.

He paused, staring at it for a second.

Then, he reached into his inner coat pocket again and took out a second capsule—a natural male fertility booster, one he’d been taking quietly on and off for weeks.

He cracked it open and poured it into his own cup.

If he was going to take this step... he wasn’t going to do it alone.

He sat back, calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Then, footsteps returned—soft and graceful.

Kyouko came back into the room, smoothing her skirt as she sat across from him.

"Thanks for waiting."

"Always." Haruki smiled and raised his cup.

"Let’s drink."

Their cups clinked gently.

Once they both finished their tea, Haruki leaned forward—his eyes gentle, but a quiet hunger behind them.

He kissed her softly.

Not rushed.

Not forceful.

Just lips meeting lips with quiet affection.

"Thank you," he murmured against her mouth. "For accompanying me today."

Kyouko smiled, her eyes fluttering open.

"Mm~ I’m also happy," she replied, her voice sweet and low.

Haruki’s hand brushed her cheek, then slowly slid down.

"Kyouko?"

"Mm?"

Haruki leaned closer, voice barely above a whisper.

"Let’s have sex... before they get home."

Kyouko blinked once.

Then she laughed softly.

She tilted her head.

"You naughty boy..."

She stood up gracefully, brushing the edge of her skirt down.

"Then... should we go to the guest room?" she said calmly, already turning toward the hallway.

Haruki stood too.

His eyes followed her.

And his heartbeat quickened.

The guest room echoed with slick, wet sounds—deep, rhythmic, intimate.

Haruki was above her, his body flushed and slick with sweat, moving in rough, urgent thrusts.

Kyouko had already climaxed multiple times, her breath coming in soft, shaky moans as she held him close.

Their mouths kept meeting, lips crashing in desperate kisses between ragged breaths.

Haruki leaned down, his lips brushing her ear, voice low and trembling.

"You know, kyouko..."

Kyouko’s eyes opened slightly.

"I slipped something in your drink."

A pause.

His voice barely audible.

"Fertility drug."

Kyouko’s eyes widened.

Then she smiled.

Soft. Serene. Sweet.

She reached up and gently brushed his hair.

"Are you sure you’re ready for that?" she whispered, her voice like silk.

Haruki’s hips hesitated.

He stopped moving.

Eyes locked with hers.

"I’m sorry..." he said, breath heavy. "I’ll release outside. I didn’t mean to—"

"Mm~ okay." Kyouko replied sweetly, nodding, her tone innocent.

He started moving again—slower now, trying to stay in control.

But Kyouko knew that face.

She saw it.

The way his breath hitched, the strain in his muscles, the quiet tremble of his restraint.

He was close.

Very close.

She slid both arms around his neck, pulling him into a deep kiss.

At the same time, her legs moved.

Wrapped tightly around his waist.

Locked him in place.

"K-Kyouko!!"

He gasped, panicked, trying to pull back—but her grip held firm.

She leaned up, lips brushing his cheek.

"Mm? What?"

And then she shifted her hips, left, right. Eough to tease that last bit of control from him.

Her smile changed.

Graceful... but dangerous.

Too sweet. Too calm. Too sure.

"You scared now, Haruki?" Kyouko whispered, her voice soft but taunting, that serene smile never fading.

Her legs tightened around his hips.

"Scared I’ll get pregnant... and your wife will know?" she breathed, tilting her head.

"Your father-in-law will know?"

Haruki’s breath was ragged.

His muscles tense.

His hands gripped the sheets, trying to pull back—but she was already moving her hips again.

Left. Right. Deeper.

Deliberate. Controlled.

"If you’re scared," she whispered sweetly against his ear, "then why did you put that in my drink?"

He gasped.

"Kyouko..."

"No~" she said, locking her ankles tighter behind him, trapping him.

"You wanted this, didn’t you?" her voice was breathy now, body trembling under him, heat pulsing around him.

"Don’t you dare pull out now~"

Her hips shifted again—rougher.

More intense.

That pressure.

Haruki couldn’t hold it anymore.

He broke.

Released everything inside her.

A guttural groan escaped his lips as he collapsed into her, their bodies trembling together.

Kyouko smiled beneath him.

Her fingertips brushed through his damp hair as she leaned up, lips grazing his ear.

"Be ready, Haruki~" she whispered, her voice low and warm.

"We’ll check the result together."

Her breath was steady now, but her heart was racing.

"And if I get pregnant..."

She kissed his neck, then smiled again—serene, calm, but with quiet fire in her eyes.

"You better find a way."

( End Of Chapter )

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