Stealing Spree

Because Marika didn't give a direct confirmation, I waited a few seconds before continuing. With my hands feeling up the surprising firmness of her backside, I slowly clenched my fingers giving it a light squeeze.

When I did that, a warm breath seeped into my shoulder. Marika gasped from the sensation brought about by my hands. And with the girl not doing anything to stop me, I could only take that as her silent way of giving approval.

Now, if I was any other guy, this would probably be the moment to take it up another notch.

But for the sake of this precious ringlet girl, I relaxed my fingers before calling out to her, explaining my plan in detail.

"Senpai, this is what we will do. My hands will remain in their place and we're going to take the photo with the focus on it. Which means we don't need to show our faces. With your unique hair, he won't mistake these bouncy ringlets for someone else. However, unlike the last time, I can't let you take the risk alone anymore. I'm the one who suggested this so… I'll be sharing it."

Yeah. If not for me bringing this up, she probably wouldn't try this again given that the aftermath of the first photo was Ichihara Jun going ballistic at finding out who the guy in the photo was. Besides, with his suspicion placed on my head, he would still come after me regardless.

So, why should I be cautious in letting him know that Marika allowed me to do things that she never let him do?

Besides, my desire which had been silent for a while and was only really active whenever I am having a fulfilling time with my girls was intensely throbbing at the thought of Ichihara Jun's despair-filled face.

Even if it didn't happen yet, I already have this feeling that it would be a sight to see.

And speaking of that desire, it's currently wide awake at this very moment, beating passionately for this girl in my arms.

"Junior-kun will share it? Are you going to…" Prompted by what she heard from me, Marika couldn't help but raise her head, ending her quest of burrowing further in me. Her round, inquiring eyes focused on me and seemingly wouldn't blink unless I clarified her point of concern.

"Yes, I am. We're in this together now, senpai. Are you still worried about me? Have you forgotten how I sent him back yesterday?" I put on a confident smirk as a way to assure her.

And thankfully, that's effective. Marika accepted it but a second later she bit her lips as a remorseful expression flashed on her face. She's definitely feeling bad for involving me.

Due to that, I quickly made a move to prevent it from turning into self-blame. My hands were occupied so I ended up using them to support me in my endeavor, and along with my core strength, I closed the distance between our faces.

With her mind occupied, the girl didn't see it coming. Only when my lips landed at the same spot as yesterday did her eyes refocus on me.

She's surprised, of course. But I didn't stop there, pulling back a bit, I aligned our heads perfectly.

I waited until Marika's pretty golden eyes cleared up before moving again. Dropping the thought that I should save her first kiss for next time, I unhesitatingly aimed at her soft, cherry-red lips.

"Forgive me for this, senpai…" I whispered those words of apology before firmly planting my lips on hers.

Marika's body tensed up right away as she had no idea how to respond. But using my experience and the sensation brought about by my hands behind her, I skillfully pushed on, giving her a first kiss that she would always remember.

Like I thought, her lips were sweet like cherry. Apart from the initial kiss, I eventually sucked them and let my tongue run across them, not leaving any spot of her lips dry.

That lasted for at least 20 seconds.

"Junior-kun…"

When that time was up, Marika, who had already recovered from the shock, muttered my name and voluntarily closed her eyes, savoring every moment. Moreover, as if she's a natural learner, she started copying me. From the movements of her lips to the hungry attempt to suck on my lips and eventually entangle her tongue with mine.

In short, her first kiss didn't become a swift one like what happened with Komoe earlier but a full-on gradual progress from a simple kiss to the notorious french kiss that involved tongues.

And during it, whether clumsily or not, Marika absorbed the teachings I imparted in between our deepening kisses. When I asked her to open her mouth and stick her tongue, she obediently did it. Naturally, I caught her tongue with my lips and sucked it as much as I wanted. But to make it fair, I also did the same for her. Marika copied what I did, albeit with less intensity because of her embarrassment.

Two minutes later, the two of us had yet to stop as we were both fully committed to the act. Even the thought of taking the picture flew off our heads.

Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, the girl who wasn't used to long kisses eventually ran out of breath.

When I noticed her turning a little purple, I immediately stopped and pulled us back from each other.

"Breath, senpai." Although that sounded like an instruction, the girl was already starting to catch her breath.

With her chest heaving up and down, her crimson face gradually returned to its natural color. And when she finally stabilized, I let my lips naturally move to show a very affectionate smile to the girl.

There's no need to say anything. She's not an idiot, after all. She's aware of what transpired and what it meant for her.

While tracing her wet lips, she bashfully muttered, "We did it, Junior-kun…"

"Yes, we did. If ever you regret it, I want you to remember what I said before it happened."

"F-forgive you?"

"Mhm. I'm the one who initiated it. As for my reason… let me be honest with you here. You're about to blame yourself. I can't bear to see that. Like I said we're in this together. From today onwards, you're not alone anymore. I broke you out of your prison."

Marika took a moment to digest what I said. She had a little trouble recognizing that her environment where she was surrounded by her followers was like a prison, after all.

Upon understanding that, the ringlet girl's eyes glowed with a rather incomprehensible glint. Whether it was a conviction, pity, or any other emotion she started recognizing, I had no idea. 𝗯𝗲𝗱𝐧𝗼𝐯𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝐨𝗺

But at least, Marika eventually got her head out of it as she soon showed a bright and affectionate smile.

I had no idea if she was aware of her growing feelings for me but at least, she's not averse to it.

"Thank you, Junior-kun…" Instead of saying she forgive me, Marika only uttered those words of gratitude.

And soon, she once again fell on my shoulder.

At this point, I also decided not to bring up the kiss. We could discuss that next time.

For now, it's about time to do my suggestion.

With that, while she was sniffing the scent of my uniform and relaxing on its broadness, I once again explained what we were about to do.

Apart from taking the photo from the angle where it's fully visible how I was holding her butt, I planned to dangle a part of my armband inconspicuously. That way, Ichihara Jun would only be able to pick up that clue if he looked closely. It's a unique armband so even if it's just a part, that guy would be able to point it to me.

But then again, even if he's certain that I am the one in it, he'll keep that photo to himself and no one will know about it. He's a bundle of ego, he won't let himself suffer another humiliation.

That's why his next mode of retaliation might not be a direct confrontation but using a power that isn't his.

Well, that's just my prediction. I still have to wait for what he's going to do.

Marika soon agreed to what I proposed.

The same as last time, she took the photo through her phone. She showed it to me first. After gaining my approval, the girl saved it and put her phone away.

I thought it was the right moment to leave but Marika proved herself to be a very assertive girl despite the embarrassment.

She put her lips next to my ear and sweetly whispered,

"Junior-kun, kiss. Can we do it again?"

What did I answer? Does it still need to be asked?

The next two minutes were spent on the second round. And using that short time, Marika educated herself on what she should and should not do, becoming adept at the art of kissing right away.

Really, she's something else.