Before The Show

Crow was really glad that no one in the room was paying attention to him. Or even thinking it was weird for him to be so quiet. But he still had to figure out a solution to his… Problem. Or else he doubted no one would realise he had a boner once he was on stage.

He knew he only had himself to blame for it. But he never knew when his brain would decide to just start thinking too much about Cyan. He hoped he hadn't accidently been staring at her and making her uncomfortable…

He had thought of discreetly going to a bathroom to take care of his problem. But right as he was getting ready to get up, Cyan quietly approached him, unnoticed by the other 6 people in the room.

She smiled at him with a blush and he smiled back. He couldn't help it. Seeing her smile just made him so happy inside.

She then sat on his lap before he could say or ask her anything. He really hoped she wouldn't notice what was going on in his crotch. But, unfortunately, she seemed to notice it as she adjusted her position, her cat ears and tail reacting in shock.

Crow was silent, frozen and embarrassed. What was he even supposed to say or do? But at the same time, he wanted to do something to make sure Cyan wasn't too nervous…

"C-Crow…" She whispered, glancing back at him. "Do you… Do you need some help?"

Crow almost choked on his own saliva. Cyan suggesting something like that was very unusual, even if they had been dating for quite a while already.

But… He had to admit, he didn't dislike her embarrassed face.

"A-are you sure?" He asked.

"I mean… If you'd want to… I know it's kinda risky."

Crow quickly glanced towards the others. And he confirmed they were indeed still very focused in their own discussion.

"Alright." He whispered directly to her ear this time, talking even more quietly than before. "I think there's a broom closet kinda close by. We'll have to be sneaky though."

Cyan nodded before silently standing up. Crow grabbed her hand, intertwining their fingers, then went towards the door with her. He quietly opened the door, and once they had walked out and closed it, he realised he had unconsciously held his breath.

"Okay, seems we're clear." He whispered before walking in the direction he remembered seeing the broom closet earlier.

He could tell Cyan was a little nervous from the way she was squeezing his hand. So he squeezed hers and smiled back at her in an attempt to reassure her. She did loosen her grip slightly and smile back at him, so he felt better.

They arrived at the broom closet he had seen before. He turned the doorknob and, to their luck, it opened and it was empty. He breathed a sigh of relief. Doing it in a bathroom would have probably been much more risky.

He looked back at Cyan for a moment. "You're still sure, right?"

Cyan was quiet for a moment, but then nodded. Looking determined despite the blush on her face.

With that final confirmation he walked into the closet with her and closed the door behind him. It was big enough that they could walk into it deep enough that they didn't have to worry about being heard as long as they were careful. It was also quite dark, but being able to feel each other was good enough.

He pinned her against a wall, leaning his forehead on hers as he just breathed, taking in her scent and smiling. She smelled so sweet, like always…

She was the one who pulled him in for a kiss. Despite that sudden movement making their noses bump in the darkness, he just giggled with her and kissed her back.

He didn't take long to slip his tongue into her mouth, reminding himself that they had to be quick. Cyan stopped tugging on his shirt and then wrapped her arms around his neck. They pressed their bodies closer to each other, Cyan gasping from feeling his erection once again.

He held her thighs under her skirt, caressing them gently and slowly moving his hands higher. He could feel her body reacting, trembling as her breathing hitched.

He separated their lips, letting Cyan catch her breath as he spread open-mouthed kisses to her jaw. Meanwhile, one of his hands slipped inside of her panties, rubbing his finger against her and smirking at how wet she was and the way she covered her mouth to muffle a moan.

He pulled her panties off, slipping it into his pocket so it wouldn't get lost in the darkness.

He grabbed her hand, guiding it to his crotch. She took a deep breath and started undoing his pants, with a bit of difficulty since she couldn't see properly. But she did manage to free his cock, letting out a small gasp as she touched it directly and felt just how hard he was.

He was the one who gasped this time. Finally getting direct contact was such a relief. He bit his lip when she started pumping him, trying not to moan. But he loved her touch so much…

His hand started touching her center again, slipping one finger inside of her and smirking at the moan she muffled by biting her lip. He trusted his finger in and out of her, meanwhile spreading kisses and nibbles through her neck. But not actually biting her. As much as he'd love to, he knew fully well Rom would give him an endless lecture if she went on stage with hickies all over her.

"Crow…" She gasped, tightening her grip around him. She didn't need to say anything else. He too knew they couldn't just indulge each other for too long.

He gave her a quick kiss to the lips before turning her around so her back was facing him. He squeezed her thighs one more time, appreciating how soft they were.

He lifted her skirt, then proceeded to shove his cock into the gap between her thighs. It brushed against her cunt and clit in the process, making her gasp and her cat tail shoot up. He caressed her thighs soothingly. And once he felt her relax, he started thrusting into her thighs.

She put her hands on the wall, trying to keep herself standing as she held back her louder moans. But she still let out a few audible whines. Only audible enough for them, though. And that fact just made Crow even more turned on.

Everyone else probably saw her as a sweet, innocent and pure girl. And while she really was all those things, Crow was the only one who could see her in such an impure state. Those sounds and that view belonged to him only.

He leaned his chin on her shoulder, panting and gasping by her ear as he thrusted faster and tightened his grip on her thighs. He felt her cunt flutter in response, a gasp escaping her lips.

Cyan turned her head towards his direction. Without waiting a single second, Crow kissed her lips. The kiss was sloppy, but the wet noises just turned him on more.

Cyan grabbed one of his hands and squeezed it, her whines becoming a bit more frequent. And soon, she was cumming with a muffled moan.

Crow groaned at the sensation of her whole body trembling. His hips moved faster. And then, he moaned into their kiss as he came, his sperm falling to the ground of the dark closet.

They separated their lips for a moment, both panting as they tried to catch their breath. Crow's breathing was back to normal faster than her, so he started spreading small, soft kisses through her neck.

Cyan started running her fingers through Crow's hair as she stopped panting. She smiled at him, then whispered "I love you."

Crow's face became warmer as he heard that. Even after dating her for quite a while now, hearing that still made his heart skip a beat. He gave her a quick kiss to the lips. "Love you too."

After a few more soft kisses to her lips, Crow stepped away from her. He handed her panties back to her, and she let out a quiet embarrassed squeal. He couldn't help but smirk at that.

Crow made sure the hallway was clear before they stepped out of the broom closet. Realising it was probably around the time for Plasmagica to be up on stage, he gave her one last peck on the cheek before pushing her to move on. "Go do your best up there, angel."

There was a faint blush on Cyan's cheeks as she heard the pet name. She gave him a determined smile. "I will!"

She kissed his cheek as well before rushing away towards the waiting room.

Crow just leaned against the wall. Him taking longer to show up would make the others less suspiscious. He'd rather not be teased to eternity by his bandmates, or get disgusted looks from Retoree.

But he didn't intend to just stand around for too long. After all, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn't watch his girlfriend up on stage?