Stealing Spree

My fingers tightened in her hair, trying to hold on as the pleasure coiled tighter and tighter.

“Juri… just like that,” A moan escaped my lips as my hips gave tiny thrusts that I couldn’t control.

She hummed in satisfaction as she took me deeper.

The sight of her like this. The cool, untouchable Juri bent down in front of me, lips stretched around my cock, cheeks hollowed as she worked me with that single-minded focus. It was almost too much. It could only be a dream for others.

Mina had been clumsy and eager, Yayoi-san experienced and teasing, but Juri? Juri was deliberate. Every move was calculated to drive me insane, as if she were directing her own private shoot and I was the star.

When she felt me throb harder, she pulled back just enough to whisper, lips brushing the tip, “Cum for me, Ruki. I want to taste you.”

Then she took me deep again, hand twisting faster and tongue relentlessly teasing.

And with that, I couldn’t hold it back anymore.

I came with a low, strangled groan, hips jerking as the first pulse hit her tongue. Juri didn’t flinch, but she popped it off as she watched my cum shoot out in fascination. She opened her mouth to catch them but still, she underestimated how much pleasure she brought me.

The second pulse sprayed all over her face as my cock twitched from being freed from her mouth. Due to that, she quickly tightened her hold on it, aiming the tip right at her waiting tongue. Pulse after pulse spilled out, painting her lips and chin in thick, warm streaks as she tried her best to catch every drop.

Juri’s eyes fluttered half-shut, a soft, satisfied escaping her lips as she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then used her fingers to scoop the rest from her skin, licking them clean as if it was a splash of cream.

The sight of her like this, the cool, elegant Juri with my cum glistening on her face, tongue darting out to taste me like I was her favorite dessert, nearly made me hard again on the spot.

When she finished, she leaned forward and pressed a sticky kiss to the tip and then licked it clean, making me twitch from oversensitivity.

“Mmm… you taste better than I imagined, Ruki,” She whispered in an extremely erotic yet natural tone. That was another praise from her, right? She always finds a way.

Her cheeks were flushed crimson, but the satisfied little smirk curving her swollen lips told me she wasn’t embarrassed at all.

If anything, she looked proud. Like she’d just claimed something she’d been waiting weeks for.

I reached down, brushing a thumb across her chin to clean a stray drop she’d missed, then brought it to her lips. She sucked on it eagerly before climbing back up, snuggling into my embrace.

Juri’s body was warm and pliant against mine as she settled back into my chest, her bare skin sticking slightly from the heat trapped under the blanket.

Her breath came in soft, satisfied puffs against my neck, each one carrying that faint minty scent.

She nuzzled closer, one leg draping lazily over my thigh like she was claiming her spot and had no intention of moving anytime soon.

“Mmm… that was… better than I thought,” she murmured, voice low and husky, the cool edge completely gone. Her fingers pressed on my chest, like she was drawing little secrets only we knew. “You’re really weak to my mouth, huh?”

I chuckled softly as I slid my hand down her back, fingers spreading over the curve of her ass just to feel her shiver again. “Weak? You have no idea, Juri. That was amazing. You just wrecked me. That tongue of yours… is dangerous.”

She let out this tiny, pleased hum, pressing a sticky kiss to my collarbone. “Good. I’ve been practicing in my head since that day. Glad it paid off.”

Practicing in her head. Of course, she had. Juri was always like that. Methodical, even in her fantasies, turning something impulsive into art. It made the whole thing hotter, knowing she’d been thinking about me like this while I was busy with everyone else.

My cock twitched at the thought, still half-hard despite everything, and Juri felt it. Her hips gave a subtle roll, grinding just enough to tease.

“Already?” She whispered, amusement lacing her voice as her hand slid lower, fingers brushing the base like she was checking. “Insatiable pervert. Setsu would be livid if she saw you like this right now.”

“Speaking of Setsuna-nee-san… We’ve forgotten about her.” I said with a wry smile before gesturing towards the direction of the other bed.

“Un. You’re right. It’s your fault, Ruki. You said you’re gonna pamper me.”

“Of course. I take full responsibility. But how should we do this?”

Juri put on an impish grin before whispering, “I’m gonna leave you two alone. Talk to her properly, alright?”

“Huh? Alone? Where are you going?”

“Just outside? Well, my manager messaged me earlier to pick up the sample print of that magazine I modeled for the last time. Remember? Also, there are a few sample outfits to try out. I’ll pick it up quickly. In the meantime, you two can… bond.”

This girl. Did she deliberately hold off picking that up for this moment? Or is it just a coincidence? Either way, she seemed to have created a perfect opportunity for Setsuna-nee and me to spend time alone together.

However… it was right after what we did under the blanket. She’d definitely be too grumpy to face me without scowling.

“I see. But are you going out with my scent all over you?”

“Oh? Is my Ruki worried over those who’d smell it on me?” Juri teased, her fingers tracing lazy circles on my chest. “Don’t worry. I’ll freshen up before leaving. Besides… I feel like carrying a piece of you with me.”

A piece of me? What piece? Oh…

Juri giggled as she watched how my face went through different expressions. She leaned in for one more kiss before reluctantly pulling the blanket off us.

Cool air rushed in, making us both shiver slightly after being cocooned in that heat.

Juri sat up, stretching languidly like a satisfied cat, completely unbothered by her state of undress. Her hair was tousled, lips swollen, skin flushed and glowing.

She looked absolutely wrecked in the best way.

I couldn’t help but stare as she reached for her discarded blouse, slipping it back on without bothering with the bra yet.

“Stop ogling, pervert Ruki. This is all for you, you know?” She said with a smirk. If anything, she arched her back a little more deliberately as she buttoned up, giving me a perfect view.

Across the room, Setsuna-nee was still facing the wall, but her shoulders were stiff, ears bright red. She definitely heard everything. Or at least, enough to know exactly what we’d been doing.

Juri noticed too and let out a soft laugh as she stood, smoothing her shorts down. Without saying anything, she moved to the bathroom in their room to freshen up.

As soon as the bathroom door shut behind her, an awkward silence ensued.

I took a quick glance at Setsuna-nee before shifting on the bed to fix my pants, tucking myself back in and zipping up with a quiet hiss that felt way too loud in the sudden silence.

The blanket was still half-draped over my lap like some half-assed attempt at modesty, but we both knew it was pointless now.

Setsuna-nee hadn’t moved an inch. Her back was still turned, shoulders stiff, that oversized hoodie swallowing her frame like she was trying to disappear into it.

But her ears were burning red, and the way her fingers clutched the edge of her pillow told me she’d heard every damn thing.

Every muffled moan, every wet sound, every whispered filthy praise Juri had pulled out of me.

I cleared my throat softly, rubbing the back of my neck. “Setsuna-nee-san… you okay over there?”

That question was met with silence. Thick, stubborn silence.

But I wasn’t discouraged. Isn’t this what I’m expecting?

A while later, Juri returned from the bathroom, all refreshed.

Once again, I couldn’t help but be amazed at how stunningly beautiful she looked even after everything we’d just done. Her hair was done to perfection, yet her cheeks still carried that post-climax glow, and the way her new blouse clung to her curves made her look effortlessly seductive, like she’d just stepped off a photoshoot and decided to ruin me instead.

Juri caught me staring and smirked, leaning down to press one last quick kiss to my lips.

“Don’t miss me too much while I’m gone, Ruki.” She whispered in a teasing tone. “And be nice to Setsu. Do not do inappropriate things without her approval, okay?”

Somehow, this felt like I was getting a reminder from my older sister. Did she adopt the role of being my older cousin again?

Ah. No. This is just Juri. Thoughtful and sensible as always.