"…did it make you jealous? Or did it make you wet?"
Aoi's eyes darted down, her cheeks burning hotter than a summer sidewalk. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out at first, just a soft stutter. "I... I..."
"Don't be shy, Aoi," Akira said smoothly, like velvet rubbing against her skin. "We're alone here. Just tell me the truth."
Her answer slipped out in a broken whisper. "B-both..."
Akira felt Mia's glare from behind the bookshelf like a knife in his back. She couldn't see his hand under the table, but she knew something was up.
He could almost smell her jealousy, and it made his skin tingle. He almost smiled, enjoying the moment. Let her stew.
"Both?" he repeated, now focused on Aoi. He moved his hand higher up her thigh, his knuckles lightly touching the damp fabric of her panties, feeling the warmth coming from her core. "Tell me more. What made you jealous?"
Aoi made a small sound, so small it was barely heard in the silence of the library. Without meaning to, she rocked her hips forward just a tiny bit, chasing his touch. "I... I saw how she looked at you. Like you owned her. And I thought... why not me?"
He pressed one finger along her slit through the fabric, tracing the wet outline slowly. She was soaked, and the cotton was now sticking to her wet folds. "And the wet part? What got you like that?"
She gasped, her thighs trembling. "The way... the way you... oh god..."
[CHOICE AVAILABLE]
[A: Keep it teasing – edge her under the table until she begs to leave with you. +40 PP, slow corruption]
[B: Push hard – finger her right here, make her come with people walking past the aisle. +80 PP, instant "Fallen Honor Student" route unlock]
[C: Invite Mia to join – force a jealous threesome in the stacks. High risk, massive reward]
Ai's voice purred in his head. "Ooh, choices, choices. Which way to break her, darling?"
"Ai, option A," Akira thought, his finger circling her clit lightly through the panties. Aoi's breath caught in her throat, and her knuckles turned white as she gripped the edge of the table.
"Shhh," he soothed, pressing just hard enough to make her squirm. "Good girls stay quiet in the library. Now keep explaining this," he used his other hand to tap the page they were on. "What were you talking about?"
Aoi nodded frantically, her eyes glazing over.
She tried to focus on the book, but her voice came out shaky. "The... the author means that forbidden things... ah... feel stronger because they're... they're hidden."
He rubbed slower, teasing the edge of her panties now, his fingertip dipping under just a fraction. Her pussy clenched, and her wetness seeped out. "Why stronger? Give me details."
"Because... oh... because when no one knows, you can... you can let go. No judgment. Just... just the feeling." She paused to breathe, a low moan escaping as he pressed harder on her clit. Her hips twitched under the table.
"Why'd you stop?" Akira asked, sounding casual but commanding. "Keep going. Tell me what that means to you."
Aoi's mind raced. 'I can't believe this is happening. Here, in the library? I've fantasised about losing control like this... someone taking charge, making me do things I'd never admit to. But Akira? The guy everyone used to ignore? He's... he's doing it. And it feels so good I can't think straight.'
"It means... it means wanting to be... to be bad," she whispered, gasping as his finger circled faster. "Like... like breaking rules. Ah... without getting caught."
"Good," he said softly, leaning in closer. His free hand turned a page in the book as if he was actually reading.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded nearby as someone walked by. Aoi tensed up, her thighs tightening around his hand, but he kept going. "What rules would you break, Aoi? Tell me exactly."
She bit her lip harder, a tiny whine in her throat. "I... I'd let someone... touch me. Like... like this. Where it's... dangerous."
He smirked, rubbing her clit in tight circles now, feeling it swell under his touch. Her panties were drenched, the fabric slick against his skin. "Like this? Right here?"
"Yes... oh god, yes..." She paused once more, taking ragged breaths as her chest rose and fell. A soft gasp escaped her lips when he pressed the palm of his hand against her mound, grinding slowly.
"Why'd you stop talking?" he teased, his voice dropping even lower. "We're studying, remember? Keep explaining the symbolism."
Aoi gripped the table edge tighter, her nails digging in.
'This is insane. People could walk by at any second. But I don't want him to stop. It's like all my control is slipping away, and it feels... amazing. I've dreamed about this, being told what to do, teased until I break. But now it's real.'
"The... the rose in the story," she managed, her voice breaking on a moan she barely swallowed. "It symbolises... hidden passion. Something beautiful but... but thorny. Ah... if you touch it wrong, it hurts, but... but if you do it right..."
"Go on," he urged, his finger slipping fully under her panties now, brushing bare skin. Her folds were hot and slippery, parting easily as he traced her entrance. "What happens if you do it right?"
She rocked against his hand, desperate but trying to hide it. "It... it blooms. Opens up. Gives everything." Another gasp, louder this time. Her thighs shook, her pussy clenching around nothing.
He dipped the tip of his finger inside her, just an inch, feeling her tightness grip him. "Like you? Blooming for me right here?"
"Yes... Akira-kun, please..." She paused, breathing in short bursts, a low moan vibrating in her chest. Her hips bucked subtly under the table.
"Don't stop now," he said, pumping his finger slowly, curling it to hit that spot inside. "Tell me more about the book. Why does the character hide her desire?"
Aoi's eyes fluttered shut for a second, then snapped open.
'I can't... I can't hold it. He's making me explain while he... oh god, his finger's inside me, in the library. This is what I wanted… losing control. But it's too much. I need more.'
"The character... she hides it because... because society's watching. Judging. Ah... but deep down, she craves... craves to let go." She gasped again, her voice cracking as he added a second finger, stretching her gently.
"Good girl," he whispered. "See? You can talk through it. What would she do if someone made her let go?"
"She'd... she'd beg. For more. Even if it's... wrong." A tiny, desperate sound escaped her, sounding like a moan and whimper. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the table.
"Why beg?" he pushed, thrusting his fingers deeper, thumb circling her clit now. The wet sounds were faint but obscene under the table.
"Because... because it feels... too good to stop. Oh... Akira-kun, I..."
He felt her walls fluttering, her body tensing. She was close, teetering on the edge. "You want to leave with me? Beg for it, Aoi. Quietly."
"Please," she whispered. "Take me somewhere. I... I need you. I can't... hold it anymore."
[OPTION A CONFIRMED: +40 PP, SLOW CORRUPTION UNLOCKED]
[TOTAL PP: 465 → 505]
Akira pulled his fingers out slowly, leaving her whimpering at the loss. He sucked them clean right there, eyes locked on hers. "Good. Grab your books. We're going."
As they stood, he felt Mia's presence again from the shadows. He shot a quick glance her way, smirking. She'd follow, he knew that. This was just getting started.
But before they could slip out, Akira's phone buzzed on the table. He grabbed it, glancing at the screen.
Text from Rina: "Need to talk. It's about Kenji. Can you meet me outside after school now? It's important."