He had just sat down to play his game when he heard you at the front door.
“I wish I had super powers and could just call for the front door to open for her so I don’t have to get up,” Kenma thought as he let out a long sigh.
You were merrily knocking and pushing the doorbell so relentlessly that it did wonders to spur Kenma to action- who dragged his ass up off the bed to go and get you.
“Hey!” you greeted him with a giant grin once he had pulled the front door open, entering and following him up to his room.
He was walking ahead, but also watching you closely over his shoulder and you smiled at him.
“What?” you asked when it looked like he wanted to say something.
“Nothing,” he said softly, still looking at you.
He was waiting for you to say something random so he could work out a date idea but you were being frustratingly quiet.
“Where’s Kenm—oh hi baby! Hello puss-puss,” you greeted the cat as you walked into Kenma’s room and saw him on the bed.
“Meow?” Kenma called, his tail up and twitching as you walked over to him to give him a pat.
He stretched his head up to your palm and head butted it as you stroked him from head to the tip of his happily quivering tail.
Kenma, your boyfriend, was still waiting for you to say something weird, and so just stared at you, hoping you would say it soon.
“Why do you keep looking at me like that?” you asked him, noting he was still looking at you for an oddly long time.
“Yes you are? What’s wrong?” you asked, then you suddenly remembered the fluffy clouds you had seen earlier, “oh! Giant fluffy balloon poodle!”
“Do you want to go on a date with me to… Umm… make… balloon animals?” Kenma suddenly asked.
“OH MY ASAHI, YES!” you exclaimed.
“Who is Asahi?” Kenma asked.
“I dunno it just came to mind now. But yes. Yes, I definitely want to make balloon animals with you!” you said excitedly.
“Ok…” Kenma said with a small head nod, “now I just need to find somewhere that makes balloon art and can teach us,” he added to himself.
It was a bit of a struggle to find somewhere that would teach him and you to do balloon art, as most places were for hire of a clown to come to a party to do balloon art… but finally he found some dodgy place that said they would do something like what he was asking for.
Hesitantly, he booked it, and hoped for the best.
“Hey,” he said as you walked home a few days later, “I’ve booked our date.”
“Oh! You have?!” you asked with a giant childlike grin on your face, “I’m so excited, when is it for?”
“Yay! That’s so soon,” you exclaimed, bouncing a little as you walked.
“Yeah,” Kenma said, staring down at the ground.
You reached over and held his hand, swinging it as you headed back to his place to chill together.
As usual, you spent a little time giving Kenma- the cat, some cuddles, while Kenma, your boyfriend, played on his PSP, then once you had felt like he had had enough time on it, you put the kitty down and crawled over and butted your head onto his arm and pushed him a little.
“I want cuddles now,” you demanded playfully, rubbing your head against him and trying to crawl into his lap.
Kenma lifted his PSP so that he could still play it while you curled up in his lap and you wriggled around happily, doing your best to distract him.
Finally, Kenma beat the next level boss and put the PSP down so he could give you attention and you squealed with delight and turned to grab him in a hug then drag him sideways onto the bed to cuddle him.
Your legs intertwined with his and your lips locked with his as you lay pressed together on his bed.
You and Kenma had been together for close to 2 months now and he was getting more comfortable with tongue kissing and letting his hands roam and you were now at the point where you could touch him down there over his clothes and he didn’t seem too embarrassed about it.
He too, was getting bold enough to touch you between your thighs, again, over clothes, and you liked those afternoons where you just kissed and touched each other.
You liked how he made you feel.
Feeling a little more adventurous that day, you reached your fingertips under the bottom of his shirt and lifted it slightly so you could touch his skin, and he allowed it… but you could feel he was either shy or ticklish about it… or maybe it was a bit of both.
“Is it ok if I touch you here?” you asked him.
“Mmm,” he hummed, “I’m just not used to it.”
“You can touch me if you like?” you offered, “I like you touching my tummy.”
You lifted your shirt up and he blushed, looking down at your soft skin before him.
Seeing as he was a little shy to make the first move, you took his hand and placed it on your bellybutton.
“See! It’s ok,” you said brightly.
He nodded and watched his hand as you ran it up and down your stomach.
Kenma was rock hard watching his own hand touching your bare body. The warmth radiating from you to him was immense and while his fingers traced over you gently, he leaned back in and kissed you.
You loved it.
Being close to your boyfriend was always a treat and as he continued to touch you, you pushed your leg in between his and ground down onto his thigh.
There was this aching in your core that you couldn’t get rid of but putting pressure between your thighs certainly helped it.
“I don’t know what this is… but I kinda want your hand here…” you pulled back and pointed between your thighs.
Kenma blushed heavily.
“Can you put your hand here?” you asked him, still pointing between your thighs.
“I-If you want me to,” he said softly, sliding his hand from your tummy down over the top of your school skirt and pressing his hand between your thighs- at your coaxing.
Your heart rate increased and you clamped your legs around his hand, pulling it in close to you.
“It-It feels so good,” you panted lightly, finding it hard to keep your breathing calm.
Kenma nodded, his eyes glued to where his hand was jammed between your legs.