STUDYING HARD — mature
chapter twenty-eight
"Korei...you can't keep torturing me like this," Shinsou grumbled, his cheeks flushed and his pants tight. The green-haired girl only apologized seductively, unaware that she made it worse by doing that. "It's not fair."
"But it is fair, Toshi-kun," she cooed, placing her hand on his growing bulge. She leaned in to kiss his jaw, nipping and licking occasionally as she gently massaged him through the restricting fabric. Shinsou was going to remove her hand, but he didn't want to. "You can touch my chest again if you want." The purple-haired male jumped at the chance, grasping at her squishy boob, squeezing and massaging it as she caressed him.
"K-korei~" his voice was low and it sent shivers down her spine. She put slightly more pressure, bringing her kisses down to his neck and then back up. She continued to palm him, dragging her tongue over his neck before pulling away. "Wh-wha-?" She cut him off by sitting in his lap and attaching her lips to his. He groaned, his head tilted back and resting against his bed as she rolled her hips over his.
Hands groped her large chest, their tongues lapping wildly at each other. Korei moaned into his mouth, her boyfriend's bulge putting pressure on something between her legs that made her feel lightheaded. Her head was pounding, heart pumping blood harshly through her veins. There was nothing she could do that would make her want to stop! Just the idea alone made her feel funny.
One of Shinsou's hands dropped from her boob, falling to her thick thigh before slipping underneath her skirt to grope at the fat on her butt. She kept rolling her hips, listening to his unrestrainable moans and grunts. It was like something in her snapped. She wanted to hear more of his noises. Her only thought was to put more pressure on him, so she did.
"A-ah! Fuuck," Shinsou growled, digging his fingers into her supple skin. Their kiss broke and Shinsou let out a few whimpers. "K-korei, baby...kitten. Y-yes!" His head was thrown back as he put forth more of an effort, rolling his hips in rhythm with hers. Korei placed her hand on his throat, similar to how he had done it to her. She squeezed gently, trying her best not to hurt him. Suddenly, Shinsou yelped out her name, his body practically going limp.
Confused, Korei felt the warm wetness pressing into the skin on her thighs. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she thought she had peed on her boyfriend. That was not the case! Her handsome boyfriend just really enjoyed their time together.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Shinsou repeated, eyes shut as he reveled in the pleasure. In a few seconds, he was certain that he'd be swallowed up in shame, knowing that it always happened after he came. He could tell that Korei didn't fully understand what was happening but he couldn't think about anything other than his climax. "Fuck."
Korei couldn't help but giggle at the repetition of that curse word. Her hands slid down to his chest, a gentle kiss pressed to his parted lips. Shinsou groaned and pulled her in for a better kiss, the sloppiness so uncharacteristic and loveable. Korei felt her hips roll again, unable to control herself. She just wanted to make him feel good again!
"Did I do good?" She asked softly once they separated, earning a grunt in response. Shinsou still wasn't hit with that shame he was used to.
"You did amazing, kitten," he panted, shuffling around so that he could ease her off of his lap. His pants were ruined but he figured he'd take care of that later. "You should let me do the same thing to you." He added, motioning to the mess soaking through his pants. Korei blushed, eyelids lowering as she thought about it. "It's only fair."
"Please?" She whispered out, slowly shrinking into the floor. Shinsou smirked, moving so that he was hovering over top of her, his knee pressed between her legs. "Make me feel good, Hoshi?"
"Of course, kitten." With that, he captured her lips in his, engaging her in another sensual make-out. His knee eased closer to her heated core, but it didn't touch. Korei whined at the feeling, listening to Shinsou chuckle against her before dropping his hand down to the buttons on her shirt. He undid them easily, continuing to woo Korei with how 'skilled' his tongue was. Korei just knew that his tongue was touching hers and Shinsou had never even kissed someone else before so he wasn't skilled at all.
Her shirt was open, showing off the yellow and black lacy bra that Korei had been given by Katsuō. Shinsou didn't even think twice about the material, happy that he was able to tug the cups down so he could look at Korei's hardened nipples.
She looked so shy and innocent, her cheeks flushed brightly as she watched Shinsou stare at her bare breasts. It was his first time seeing boobies and he wasn't sure how to feel. Already, he could feel his boner again.
"Hoshi-kun," Korei mumbled out, getting his attention again. "A-are they okay? Do you like them?" It took him a bit to realize that she was talking about her boobs.
"Hell yeah," he spoke, reaching out to grab one. He quickly made sure it was okay with Korei before grasping onto the squishy breast. Her hardened nub was extremely sensitive, and just the grazing of Shinsou's palm against it made her blush darken. She let out a quiet noise that Shinsou thought only ever happened in ecchi anime and porn. His own face went bright red and he quickly leaned down to kiss her again.
His cold hand squeezed her breast, massaging it in circles as his tongue invaded her mouth. His other hand was planted on the carpeted floor, but as he deepened the kiss, he wanted more. He wanted to see her lower half...would she let him?
Korei couldn't tell where his tongue ended and hers began. Her thoughts were so rapid that she couldn't focus on any of them, all she could do was moan and squirm as he touched her. There was a burning in her stomach, a twisted knot wound so tight that she was certain she'd combust.
Shinsou pulled away, saliva string connecting the two of them as they panted heavily. No words were spoken, just brown eyes staring into purple. Shinsou's head lowered, but it wasn't to kiss her lips. He held eye contact with her as the tip of his tongue swirled over her nipple. She let out a strained moan, squirming on the ground only to hold her shirt open for him. He had only undone enough buttons that her breasts were out so the shirt would flop back into place occasionally.
Finally, as Shinsou's hot mouth encased his girlfriend's pert nipple, they heard the front door open and shut. Knowing they had locked that door but not the bedroom one, they practically jumped away from each other and hurried to make themselves presentable. Shinsou had to climb into bed to hide the fact that he had ruined his pants, but Korei was having a hard time tucking her shirt back in and fixing her hair.
Katsuō was home and the two would both be murdered if she knew what they had done. Luckily, Korei was able to fix herself and grab Shinsou's notebook to toss it to him so they could play it off as if they were studying. Korei's own notebook was held in her hand, a nearby pencil paired with it. Quickly, she began explaining to him what it meant to find the theme of a piece of writing. Her back was resting against the side of his bed, Shinsou laid on it with his hand fidgeting with Korei's hair.
"See what I mean?" She asked, turning to hold the notebook up to him, pointing at her perfectly written notes. Shinsou glanced at them and then at her, his stomach filling with butterflies as he lazily nodded. How could she go from sitting on his lap and getting him off, to teaching him about something he already knew, so easily? God, she's perfect.
"Hito! Korei! I brought some food home!" Katsuō cheered as she opened the bedroom door. She spotted her son on his bed and his girlfriend on the floor, taking note of the notebooks they held. "Oh, you two have been studying hard, huh? Come on out and take a break. I'll make some tea."
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