Stealing Spree

Spending a minute just standing in awkward silence, Azusa continued her light hits on my chest as though conveying her frustration through those playful taps.

Her high ponytail swayed with each motion, the accessory tying it glinting under the dim light of my room.

“I just… didn’t want to be left out while you and that goofball were… whatever you were doing.” Her gaze flicked past me to the rumpled bed, the sheets still bearing the imprint of Hanabi’s body, and her flush deepened. “Twenty minutes. What could possibly take that long?”

“Jealousy doesn’t suit you, senpai. But it’s cute.” I pulled her closer, her body flush against mine.

“I-I’m not jealous!” She protested. “You’re just… infuriating. Always teasing, always winning…”

“Winning? Senpai, you’re the one who keeps coming back for more.” Upon saying that, I tightened my hold on her.

Like this, I let her vent for a bit as my hands settled on her back, caressing her gently and comforting her. She was pretty conscious about it but instead of wriggling from my hold, the girl gradually relaxed. In fact, her hits slowed, turning into half-hearted pats that lingered longer on my chest, her fingers curling slightly into the fabric of my shirt.

“Feel better, senpai?” I whispered as I leaned down until my lips brushed the shell of her ear. Her body tensed up as expected. She let a soft gasp escape her lips before eventually settling down.

Azusa’s cheeks flushed a deeper crimson, her egotistic glare flickering as she tilted her head up to meet my eyes. “Tch, as if hitting you would make me feel better. You’re too thick-skinned, shameless junior.”

I smirked, sliding my hand up her back to reach her nape and then giving it a gentle tug to tilt her head further back. “Well, what do you want me to do then, senpai? Should I kneel in front of you and beg for your understanding?”

Her lips parted in a huff, but no retort came. Her eyes then focused on my lips as her tongue flicked out to wet her lower lip. Still, she reeled in that desire to kiss me as she huffed once again. “Hmph. I don’t need you worshipping me. The urge is understandable. I’m such a perfect queen after all.”

This girl was really such a treat. No matter what, she’s going to keep up with this pretense. But that’s fine. It’s part of her charm. The way she’s trying to maintain her dignity even when her body is already reacting to my touch is just too endearing.

“Perfect queen, huh? Then, as your loyal subject, allow me to pamper you.” I murmured, my fingers tracing the curve of her spine before settling back on her back and sliding further down on her ass. Then I pressed her closer until her ample chest squished against me. The tight blouse strained further, the buttons looking like they’re about to give up any second.

Azusa gasped as she tried to lean back, but my hold kept her in place. “P-Pamper? Don’t get ahead of yourself, shameless junior. I didn’t come here to–”

Her words cut off with a sharp gasp as I dipped my head, capturing her lips in a kiss. She froze for a split second, her egotistic facade cracking like thin ice, before her hands clenched on my shirt, tugging me closer. Her tongue pushed against mine, still trying to wrestle for control, but the way she melted into me told the real story.

Half a minute later, I pulled back just enough to nip at her bottom lip, tugging it gently before letting go. “You didn’t come here to what, senpai? To stand at the door and glare at me?”

“Tch… you’re insufferable,” She muttered with a breathy voice as her cheeks flushed a deep pink that spread down her neck. Her thighs pressed together under that high-waisted skirt, the skin-colored stockings rustling as she shifted, trying to ease the ache I knew was building between them.

I put on a grin and watched her gnash her teeth from helplessness. Then, I turned us around and guided her backward until her knees hit the edge of the bed.

She plopped down with a soft bounce, her head tilting up as she continued to lock gazes with me. The sight of her sitting here, trying to look regal while her blouse strained against her heaving chest, was almost too much.

“Insufferable, huh? Yet here you are, sitting on my bed, waiting for me to make a move.”

I knelt in front of her, my hands sliding up her stockings-clad thighs, pushing her skirt higher to reveal the smooth skin above the lace tops. Her breath caught as my fingers brushed the edge of her panties, already damp with her arousal.

“D-Don’t flatter yourself,” She huffed, but her legs parted slightly, an unconscious invitation as her hands gripped the sheets. “I’m just… letting you think you’re in control. For now.”

“Oh, is that so? Alright then. I guess I have to do my best to beat you this time, senpai.” I smirked, leaning in to press a kiss to the inside of her thigh, just above the stocking. Her skin was hot, trembling under my lips as I trailed higher, showering it with more kisses until I reached the gradually dampening fabric of her panties.

Her hips bucked slightly as my breath ghosted over her sacred place, the wet spot on her panties growing under my gaze. “S-Shameless junior… what are you going to… Ahh~!”

I didn’t let her finish. My tongue pressed against the soaked cotton, tasting her through the fabric as she jolted, a choked moan escaping her throat.

Her hands flew to my hair, fingers tangling in a desperate grip as her thighs clamped around my head.

“S-shameless junior…!” She gasped, her egotistic tone crumbling into a needy whimper as I licked again, slower this time, savoring the way her love juices seeped through the panties as I sucked on her.

The taste was sweet, addictive, and I could feel her clit swelling under the pressure of my tongue.

I pulled back just enough to tug her panties aside, exposing her glistening folds. Her sacred place was puffy, dripping, the pink flesh quivering as I blew cool air across it. “Look at you, senpai. You’re glistening for your shameless junior. Tell me to stop, or this will be counted as your loss, senpai.”

Azusa’s face burned crimson, her high ponytail swaying as she tried to glare down at me, but the effect was ruined by the way her hips rolled, chasing my mouth. “S-Shut up… you’re such a pervert!”

“I already know that. So, should I stop or not?”

She turned her head away, raising her arm to partly cover her face. Then her slightly muffled voice reached my ears, “No… I… I mean… S-stop. Y-you’re not winning this time, shameless junior.”

Azusa’s voice cracked on the last word, her egotistic defiance hanging by a thread as her thighs trembled around my head.

“Alright then. Your wish is my command.” I gently parted her thighs as I stood up from my kneeling position. I didn’t forget to fix the fabric that I slid aside and let her skirt fall back into place with a soft rustle.

Sensing those gentle gestures from me, Azusa snapped her head back to glare at me but the fire in her eyes was already replaced by more than just her pride. There’s also the hint of affection and gratefulness.

Before she could say anything, I turned around and started walking towards the closet, leaving her sitting dazed in that bed.

Three steps later, Azusa gathered her wits and called out to me. “Eh? W-where are you going?”

I glanced back and smiled, “Well, I need to change, right? I’m still in my uniform. If senpai doesn’t mind, you can stay there. I’ll be with you in a bit.”

“Change? Now?” She huffed, crossing her arms under her ample chest again, pushing them up in that defiant way she thought made her look superior. “Tch, shameless junior. You’re just trying to tease me more. Fine, change. I’ll… I’ll wait right here. Like a queen overseeing her subject.”

Her voice wavered at the end, that egotistic mask slipping as she shifted on the bed, the sheets rustling under her ass. She was trying to play it cool, but the way she appeared restless, she’s probably already imagining what I’d do once I was out of this uniform.

Too bad for her, I wasn’t planning anything else. I’m just going to tease the hell out of her until she finally succumbs to me. Ah. Right. I still have to hear what she wanted to say. After all, she didn’t come here just to steal me away from Hanabi. There’s something she wanted to say as well.

Let’s see… Although I was quite spent from my short date and the bathroom escapade with Himeko and Maaya, the dinner replenished my stamina. Not to mention, they got me this worked up again. My cock was still hard from Hanabi’s clumsy yet eager touches, and now Azusa’s needy whimpers and the taste of her sacred place lingering on my tongue were making it throb painfully against my pants.