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FIrst Kiss Memories (2707 words) by Overlord_Mordax
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 魔入りました! 入間くん | Mairimashita! Iruma-kun | Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun (Manga), 魔入りました! 入間くん | Mairimashita! Iruma-kun | Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun (Anime)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Azazel Ameri/Suzuki Iruma
Characters: Azazel Ameri, Suzuki Iruma
Additional Tags: First Kiss, Fluff
Summary:

Iruma and Amelie share their first kiss while reading manga together.

By the time Iruma had finished reading the manga volume to Amelie, she was practically in his lap. They hadn’t started out that way, obviously. They’d started out on opposite sides of the couch in Iruma’s room– already dicey territory in terms of flustering Amelie.

The chapter…a nail biting showdown between the daughter of the Evil Organization’s head and Rin as Kakeru’s life hung in the balance…had enraptured the student council president from moment one…

But they were in Iruma’s room…and every little reminder had sent her face flushing and her concentration back to the story.

But…he was doing such a good job acting out the scenes with such passion…and she was curious to see the images she loved so much.

So of course she slowly worked her way closer and closer.

By the time the book closed, she was all too aware that she was pressed up against his side, her large body shadowing his as she curled to look at the back cover with a flustered smile on her face.

“That–” she swallowed her nerves to continue, “that was another lovely chapter, Iruma.”

Iruma was flushed– probably from all the effort of reading and acting out the chapters– and he pushed his fingers through his hair grinning. “Wasn’t it? I especially love the part where Rin is forced to save her rival’s life in order to rescue Kakeru in time!”

He was leaning close to her, probably unconciously, ine hand on the sofa, near to Amelie’s leg.

She shifted, feeling the sudden touch of his fingers as her leg shifted on the couch and against his hand, and turned a deeper red as she nodded.

Long, silky red hair bounced around her face as she smiled , her long and razor sharp fangs catching the light as she looked down into his eyes.

“And that only spurs her on more…with her vowing revenge on the edge of the sea-side cliff…it wasthrilling Iruma!”

Perhaps that was why her breath came out in nervous, shaky gasps…and why her heart pounded so hard in her chest. “Thank you…I know it’s end of terminus…but you invited me over to read anyway.”

He flushed, glancing down for a moment. His fingers flinched away from her leg but then– he didn’t move them. “I always miss reading to you, I mean… sorry if that’s weird. But we didn’t have much time over the last few months….”

Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt the heat rising in her cheeks as she shifted to press her leg a little more firmly to his finger’s touch…her chest resting gently against his shoulder as she leaned in.

“You–” her voice stammered for a moment before she managed to compose herself, “You’ve been so busy with the Abnormal Class…raising your ranks…blowing us all away at every festival.”

She laughed softly, looking into his eyes. “And the Student Council’s been keeping me busy too. Ronove made another push for leadership just before break an..” She bit her lip “…I’ve kept hoping that maybe I could make a little more time to come visit you..”

“Well, w-we’ve got time now, right?” he said, looking up at her again with his wide eyes. She could feel his warm hand on her, and feel it tremble against her. “Even if things have been so busy.”

Slowly, careful of her claws…her hand looped around until it rested on his shoulder.

“W-we do,” she said with a deepening flush. “Iruma, I …” she stammered, faltered, glancing off to the side before she murmured “even if things continue to be busy, I want to f-find the time to be with you. Because you’re…”

He made a soft noise as she touched his shoulder, and leaned closer to her, his bangs falling in his face as he continued to stare up at her with a nervous, almost awestruck expression. “Amelie….-san….”

Amelie turned a deeper red. He could see her long lashed eyes dart down shyly…the shake of her lips as she swallowed thickly before she managed to murmur.

“You’re…important. To me, I mean. You know that, yes?” It wasn’t exactly what she wanted to say…but her heart felt like it might stop if she tried.

Iruma’s hand slipped slightly on her leg, closer to her knee, and she felt his warm breath on her neck and chest as he looked up at her. He nodded, his hair bouncing around his chin. “You’re important to me too. Really important, I mean– I really… like spending time with you… and such….”

“And such,” she repeated with a smile, her fingers curling just the slightest against his shoulder, the points of her nails brushing the fabric of his shirt. His breath hitched as her nails traced over hiim, leaning toward her.

“You–” she stammerd, “you know, when we first met I thought you were trying to put a spell on me?”

She blurted it…and immediately turned red. She hadn’t meant to let that slip.

He blinked in surprise.

“Huh? To put a spell on you? But you were the one who asked me to read, w-weren’t you?”

“Ah…w-well.” her nail traced a little circle against his shoulder as she blushed deeper “…when you bumped into me like that. Just like in my forbidden texts…”

Iruma flushed– almost as much as Amelie was. “Oh gosh… when you think about it, that was pretty much just like a first meeting in a manga, wasn’t it?” He laughed softly, and his eyelashes fluttered. “I wasn’t thinking about it at all then– but it must have been on your mind…”

She nodded again, as the long locks of her hair fell against his shoulder as she leaned just a little closer. Her fingers tightened a little more against his shoulder as she laughed.

“I’d thought it was some sort of love spell. That’s how…that’s how it always looked in the manga, before I knew what it meant.”

He laughed a little with her, and lened toward her– their noises were almost touching, and he fidgeted against her. “What about after you knew? Do you ever think about like– what if we were in a manga together?”

Amelie felt her heart skip another beat as she nodded slowly. “A..a few times , yes. How about you, Iruma-kun?”

“M-me?” His eyelashes fluttered again, and she could almost feel the couch shake from how he was trembling. “So-sometimes. It’s hard not to, right?”

He must be terrified she thought with a soft huff of breath or…

She looked at him with a tilt of her head , and she leaned her chest against him, shifting her leg under his hand as she closed more of the distance and tried to still his trembling with her arm.

“It’s very hard not to,” she murmured. “I…” she swallowed before she continued. “I think about it a lot, actually. At home…about what it’d be like if our lives were like First Love Memori—”

She froze. like if our lives were First Love Memories….first love memories…..

First Love.

She felt her face heating up again. “a manga.”

“First love… memories…” Iruma breathed, catching Amelie’s eye. She felt his hand relax a little on her leg, as they looked at each other– so close sitting on the couch. “Amelie-san…. is that how… you think of us?”

“I ..w-well.” Her fingernail resumed tracing around his shoulder, in a shaky circle as her fingers quivered. “I really respect you…I cherish the time we spend together. Our…da-..date to the waterpark…the readings…the dance.”

She was dodging the question. She probably should have kept dodging all night…but…what better time was there, than when she had him so close? It was the devi best time for her to say.

“S-sometimes, yes,” she admitted with a flush. “More than sometimes, really.”

“Date…” He flushed hotly. “It was date.. wasn’t it?” He smiled a rather crooked, embarrassed smile at her.

Her own smile turned wobbly, hitching a little on her fangs. “I…I mean. I hope it was. I made a whole date plan and e—-” She blurted it out again

“Date plan?” he mouthed, and then shook his head, still smiling. “I um… you know……”

She paled a little as her smile grew shaky “y-yes, Iruma-kun?”

Iruma bit his lip.

“I like to see us that way too, Amelie-chan.”

And then he pulled himself up, and against her, and pressed his lips to hers.

Amelie’s face burned hot as she gasped under the sudden contact…but only for a moment.

She pressed closer, her arm looping around his shoulders to draw him in as her lips met his in an embarassed kiss.

A kiss with Iruma. Her heart pounded faster in her chest, hard enough she was sure he could feel it in the narrow space between them.

As Iruma pressed his body to hers, she could almost feel his heart beating as loud and as fast. The kiss was clumsy, awakward, even, but eager– and tender. Their faces were hot against one another.

As they kissed, she opened her mouth, just a little, to tenderly deepen it…her fangs brushing the edge of his lips as she half pressed him to the couch.

First Love she thought again yes…he really is, isn’t he? and not only that…he saw them the same way…

He made a soft, slighly surprised noise as his lips met her fangs, but he only pulled closer. The kiss deepened– lengthened for a moment, before it finally broke, and they were left holding each other, blushing heavily.

Iruma looked up at her with wide, almost panicked eyes. “S-sorry, I should have asked you first, I…”

“No!!” she said it perhaps a bit more suddenly than she could have…but …She tightened her arm around him, pulling his body to her chest.

“No. Don’t be sorry, Iruma.” Her fingers teased the ends of his hair as she smiled down at him, despite the bright flush. “…thank you. I..” she laughed softly “can add ‘our first kiss’ to our first love memory…can’t I?”

Iruma’s crooked smile grew even wider on his sweet– currently very red– face, and he put his arms around her as she gathered him to her chest. “You can– and me too. We can add it…”

“Iruma…I…” she started with a quiet hum, her fingers brushing gently down his neck, the claws tracing lightly over his skin. “I’m happy to add it, you know. Another memory of …us. I..” she closed her eyes before she murmured “I really like you a lot, you know.”

He shivered a little against her, breathless, and leaning into the touch of her claws. “I- I really like you a lot too, Amelie…-chan…” He hesitated, as if worrying she’d rebuke him.

She smiled a little wider…baring the points of her fangs happily, her arms tightening around him in a hug.

“Amelie-chan…” she closed her eyes with a laugh “from you…I think I really like that.”

“Is it okay for me to say… when it’s just the two of us together?” He leaned his head against the crook of her neck.

She nodded, her chin resting against him as she practically pulled him into her lap.

“When it’s just us…it’s absolutely okay, Iruma-kun.” She murmured. “…and I hope you’ll say it’s alright if…if I say something else.”

He huffed gently and squirmed along the rest of the way into her lap, looking up at her with wide eyed adoration. “I’d be happy… um, if you wanted to call me something….”

Amelie placed her finger on his chin, looking down at him with a shaky…and very fond…smile.

“Iruma-chan?” She hazarded, with a soft chuckle. “…I I-..” she looked him dead in the eyes as she whispered “I’m in love with you, Iruma. I’ve been for a while…Since the student council dissolution debacle.”

Iruma went scarlet– more so than even before and his voice quavered. “A-amelie-chan….” he laughed nervoustly and his hands squeezed around her. “You’re always so bold… it’s one of the thing’s I really admire– no– it’s one of the things I really love about you….”

Amelie squeezed him tighter, and he could hear the little hum that went through her as she shivered in embarrassment.

A student council president has to be b-bold.” She said with a soft chuckle.

“Though …every time I tried to say the words, my whole being froze up, Iru..” She bit her lip “..you really love it?”

He nodded quietly, his hair falling over his eyes again though he still looked her in the eye. “I do. And…. I love you too, Amelie-chan.”

Amelie closed her eyes, happy tears beading at their corners “Iruma…”

She leaned in and caught his lips in another kiss, once more half pinning him between her and the couch with her sheer size.

This time…she would be the one to surprise him.

He certainly sounded surprised as he was pinned by her, whatever he might have replied smothered by her lips against his.

Her kiss wasn’t hard…it was tender and awkward as his had been. Her own experience limited to what she’d seen and read in the forbidden texts…

But it was with a warm passion, her fangs, sharp as razors, carefully brushing against his lips as she held him close.

He made a softer noise as they kissed, pressing his body agianst hers, and yielding to the kiss, letting it deepen, his lips and the tip of his tongue quite hesitantly testing her mouth and fangs.

Her fangs were large in her mouth…sharp..but she was gentle and delicate as he brushed his tongue against them, taking care not to nick him.

Her whole body shivered gently as their tongues touched, their lips pressed together…she relished the feeling, and every sensation that came with it.

One of his hands sneaked up her body and stroked her hair, his fingers trailing curiously up the base of one of her fuzzy ears.

They flicked against his hand, twitching and jerking against his fingertips as she squeaked against his lips…

Her tongue brushed his, and her fingers curled against his back.

His fingers teased her ears for a moment as they kissed, and he pressed his tongue agianst hers. Finally, he retreated, pressing his cheek to her cheek and taking deep breaths. “Gosh…. um…..”

Amelie’s ears were perked upright when they parted, twitching in what he now knew was flustered excitement.

“I..” she stammered “…I was just so happy to hear you say it.” she smiled as she hooked her finger gently under his chin “…sorry if I took you by surprise.”

He giggled, a bit girlishly, and squeezed her, squirming. “Don’t be sorry! It um, it was a really nice surprise! But… um, maybe we should go have some tea or… something. I’m worried Opera-san might come check on us if we’re quiet for too long.”

That only made her flush even more, holding him on her lap as she blinked down at him with a broad smile. “Y-yes. I don’t know what Opera would say if they stumbled in on…ah. This.”

She laughed, and then it broke down into a giggle “Iruma-chan…you’re simply adorable.”

Slowly…she lowered her arms to let him squirm away. “tea sounds lovely.”

He giggled with her and finally took his hands back and covered his face a little, nodding. “Tea. And um, maybe I can read another volume for you… if you’d like.”

“Iruma..” she said as she hid her own face , her smile visible between her fingers, “…I’d love some more first love memories over tea…”

He rubbed his face and stood up embaressedly, smoothing his clothes. And then he offered her his hand. “It’s a date.”

She bit her lip, and stood in a fluid motion…soon looming above him once more as she smoothed out her jagged skirt. “A date…one of m-many. In the past and…I hope…the future?”

He looked up at her with that wide eyed expression of adoration on his face again. “Yeah. I’d like that.”