Miyu's eyes were widened to saucers, shock exploding across her features like a bomb.
Strikingly different to how they had been a second ago, her fingers were frozen, stuck inside her pussy. Renji saw a fresh gush of juice drip from her cunt to join the puddle on the tiled floor.
Plat.
The sound echoed in the quietness.
She stared at him. Not merely because she had been caught, but because she was surprised that he was the one who caught her.
Her mouth fell open further, face draining of color beneath the flush, her hand still buried inside herself, the boxers tumbling from her grasp to her lap.
"Renji?!" she repeated with a cracking voice, pulling her fingers out with a wet pop, her skirt falling haphazardly over her thighs as she tried to stand.
Renji didn't even know what to say so he just watched.
