Anyone passing by the classroom might have heard intermittent gasps mixed with strange rustling sounds.
The curtains had been drawn over the windows.
As the sun dipped past the mountain ridge, faint light seeped through the hazy fabric, outlining delicate curves—peaks of snowy-white skin tinged with a fiery glow, tender as cherries that seemed ready to burst with juice at the slightest bite.
Human desire was truly like a bottomless abyss.
No sooner was one craving satisfied than the next demanded attention. Even the greed of a glutton paled in comparison.
Ichinose Honami's shoulders trembled slightly.
Her once-clear eyes grew hazy, her cheeks flushed like she was drunk, and her damp lips pressed tightly together, occasionally revealing a glimpse of pink between her teeth.
Her breath came in light pants as Kaoru's movements forced her to arch her pale neck.
Her hands weakly gripped his shoulders—as if resisting, yet refusing to let him go.
Leaning against the wall, her long hair cascaded over her shoulders.
Her jacket hung loosely, exposing the soft, fair skin of her stomach, which quivered with each unsteady breath.
Her tits glistened with moisture, her snow-white skin exuding a faint, honeyed sweetness as if she had been dipped in syrup.
Kaoru's hands were far from well-behaved.
The girl's breathing grew heavier, her smooth, flushed face tensed as if holding something back.
Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, and her lips parted in a whisper—almost like a plea.
"Kaoru… I-I'm gonna… break… ngh… ah…"
She couldn't take it anymore.
This was too much.
But she wasn't a mother—there was nothing here to nurture a baby.
Kaoru pulled her close.
Despite her voluptuous figure, her body was petite, delicate, and fragile.
Her collarbones were finely sculpted and the huge breast stood proud as snow-capped mountains—trembling like flower buds in a winter breeze, cradled in his palms, leaving behind a lingering warmth.
"Do you two always play like this?"
Karuizawa sat stiffly in her seat, legs pressed tightly together, her face burning.
She was no innocent girl anymore.
Just one glance, and her body reacted on its own.
Her heart pounded violently—as if she, not Ichinose, was the one overwhelmed.
It was as if they shared a connection.
Every slow, teasing stroke Kaoru applied to Ichinose resonated within her, sending faint electric currents that made her cheeks flush hotter.
"N-No… Only sometimes."Ichinose panted, then nudged Kaoru. "Alright, hurry up and go torment Kei."
At this distance, the girl could already sense Kaoru's thoughts.
She didn't want him to hold back, so she let him release his desires on Karuizawa.
"W-what kind of torment?"
Karuizawa blushed. "Didn't we agree you'd go first?"
"I'm not ready yet."
Ichinose spoke very softly, feeling embarrassed.
Even though they had done this so many times, she still felt completely clueless.
Karuizawa grew even more flustered.
Though she had been bold earlier, now that the moment had arrived, she felt a bit timid.
"It feels like I'm at the mercy of you two right now."
Kaoru kissed Ichinose. "But you're the ones who started this. Even if you refuse now, I won't let you off."
And so, Ichinose was tormented once more, her eyes brimming with tears, her body so weak she could barely stand.
Kaoru walked up to Karuizawa, who gulped nervously.
"Whose idea was this?"
Dragging him to the classroom during lunch break—this couldn't have been a spur-of-the-moment decision.
With both of them approaching him together, it was clearly premeditated.
"That's none of your business."
Karuizawa was a little scared.
He had completely drained Ichinose's energy in an instant, but she still stubbornly retorted.
"Do you and Suzune have some kind of list?"
Kaoru froze for a long moment.
Had Horikita even told them about that?
Had their relationship progressed so much in just a few days of living together?
Noticing his expression, Karuizawa bit her lip. "Actually, I can do it too. Kaoru, do you want to try?"
The girl was wearing a tracksuit.
Unlike a leotard, the winter-style outfit didn't accentuate her charm, covering her entire body and revealing nothing.
Yet, the blush on her delicate face stirred an inexplicable excitement in him.
"Isn't this bad?" Kaoru felt as if his peculiar fetish had been exposed to broad daylight.
Even he found it hard to put into words.
"What's wrong with it?"
Karuizawa's face flushed red. "I'm the one who decided to satisfy you. No matter what you want to do, I won't dislike it!"
At this point, Kaoru's gaze lingered on the girl's body with desire.
"Kei, can you step on me?"
Karuizawa was visibly stunned, but soon, a strange smile curled on her lips.
"I thought they were joking, but you really do have this kind of fetish, huh?"
"Actually, it's not just feet."
"Okay, I get it. I'll take them off now."
Barefoot, the girl placed her delicate, slender soles on Kaoru's body.
Perhaps due to meticulous care, the pinkish hue of her soles was visible, and her slightly curled toes looked like adorable little pearls.
Her movements were light, gliding over like a massage, then pressing down like kneading dough.
The touch of skin brought a uniquely warm and delicate sensation.
She was completely inexperienced, appearing very green, occasionally stealing glances at Kaoru's expression.
Seeing his comfort, Karuizawa would show a happy and proud expression.
For a girl, being able to satisfy someone she liked was a small joy in itself—not something she found repulsive at all.
Before long, Kaoru stood up, took hold of Karuizawa's feet, and stood before her.
The arches of her feet formed a slight gap, the tender red soles curling together.
Her face flushed crimson as she leaned back against the chair, her hands poised as if holding something, completely still as she faced Kaoru, quietly awaiting his next move.
Ichinose approached, gently wrapping her arms around Kaoru's waist, biting his earlobe as her fragrant breath brushed against his sensitive neck.
"Wow, this is… a lot. Does this really feel that good?"
Karuizawa fumbled awkwardly, her face burning as she stared at her own hands.
"Looks like you've been holding back for a while."
Ichinose seemed pleased.
At any rate, making him feel better was a good thing.
"Huh, it's still moving. Should we keep going?"
"You two…"
Kaoru panted. "Class is about to start. Even if you don't care about skipping, someone's bound to come here soon."
The two girls froze for a moment—right, they'd completely forgotten about that.
"Then… tonight?"
The moment she said it, Ichinose wanted to crawl into a hole.
She felt like some kind of pervert right now!
"I'll deal with you two after the exams are over."
Kaoru's expression remained blank.
It was the sixth day—just two more until they could go back.
Karuizawa licked her fingers, then helped clean Kaoru up, flashing him a playful wink in the process.
"Heh, I think someone better not forget what they said."
Karuizawa wasn't entirely convinced by Ichinose's claims—doing it all day? She and Kaoru only ever did it two or three times at most.
She seriously doubted the truth of it.
They must just be terrible at it.
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