Chapter 592: Do that after marrying me
Chapter 592: Do that after marrying me
It’s no surprise that in that few minutes, Aya and I worked up a sweat with our clothes set aside.
However, because it’s literally an empty room apart from a rather old locker at the side, the two of us had no bed, table or even stool to use.
Fortunately, I found a clean curtain tucked inside the upper compartment of the locker when I went to pick one of the cleaning tools to block the door from opening. The lock of it had already malfunctioned after all.
With that curtain spread on the ground, it protected our bodies from being dirtied as we lay down on it.
Although I didn’t really plan on having sex with her, I also hadn’t expected that Aya would be too adorable for me to resist.
Aya also understood it or rather, she’s expecting it to happen upon realizing that we’re in a private room.
As much as how most of my girls now possessed the ability to read me, I had long been able to read each and every one of them.
From Aya’s voice, expression and gestures she showed me, even if I didn’t make a move, Aya would take it upon herself to do it.
With the two of us having that mutual understanding, we didn’t tarry any longer and made use of our limited time.
Aya, despite her few experiences with me, already had her boldness ingrained in her mind. From foreplay to the actual act, Aya followed my lead, resulting in us having a great time together.
Just hearing her lovely moan when my length was completely buried inside her was enough to set my enthusiasm ablaze. With how much we loved each other, sex that was filled with our affection would always result in a deeper bond between us.
For me, I will always love doting on how adorable she is.
And perhaps for Aya, she will always love the attention I always give her.
She said it herself. If at first her admiration for me was born from how I tried talking to her despite her lack of courage to communicate to another person, she’s now loving me more and more because of how I was always there for her.
The reason she easily accepted my multiple relationships actually stemmed from her lower self-esteem. Thinking that even if she’s not my favorite, she could still feel my affection for her.
However, her mindset had been slowly changing after getting acquainted with my other girls and observing how I never neglected everyone. Even if I couldn’t be with all of them at the same time, she liked the fact that I would always contact and check on them through calls or chats.
Perhaps for some normal relationships that sound burdensome and lacking, but in this abnormal relationship of ours, it’s kind of considered as a luxury. In fact, most of them wanted me to cut back on doing that and set aside those times for me to rest my mind.
However, I would always turn that suggestion down.
Well, chatting and calling them through the phone only required me to sit or stand somewhere. For me, that’s already considered a rest.
Isn’t that the case? I only needed to move my mouth, eyes or fingers.
“Like everyone said, your stubbornness is more incurable than your desire…” Aya muttered after concluding our conversation about it.
At this point, we’re still naked and Aya was still on top of me, resting after she stubbornly wanted to make me cum with her own efforts.
Who’s the stubborn one now?
“Aren’t we all stubborn?” I answered while my hands were busy wiping off the accumulated sweat on her face and body.
Without any retort to that, Aya could only puff her cheeks before taking the handkerchief from me to do the same thing for me, wiping off my sweat.
Five minutes later, Aya and I left the room with the girl having a satisfied smile. As I said, despite some slight disagreement on who’s more stubborn between us, our bond grew.
Before reaching our classroom, I separated from her. It’s to meet Satsuki…
“Idiot Ruki, you spent some time with Aya, am I right?”
That’s Satsuki’s question as soon as she spotted me coming in her direction.
The place of our rendezvous was, as usual, the side door of the Gymnasium.
At this time, there’s no other student here yet. Moreover, with the next period being PE, Satsuki had already brought both of our PE uniforms with her when she left the classroom earlier.
We’re going to change somewhere around here rather than in the changing room. This way, we’d have more time for ourselves.
“Is it that obvious?”
There’s no need to deny it since she could easily infer why I let her go first.
Furthermore, Satsuki was just confirming it. True, she’s slightly jealous and I could easily feel that from her voice and expression but she easily brushed that away.
And for sure, it’s her way to not make me worry.
“You’re always obvious, idiot,” Satsuki answered as if it’s a matter of fact. ”So? What’s your plan?”
She then crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows as she put on a slightly amused expression.
Before answering her, I looked around to check our surroundings and after confirming that there’s no one else around, I stepped forward and slipped my arms to her back, enclosing her in my embrace. “What about teasing my Satsuki?”
Satsuki instantly twitched her eyebrows as her eyes went down to my arms, scrutinizing my audaciousness.
But despite doing that, she never truly stepped back to get out of my embrace or even uncross her arms to push me away from her.
“Nope. Rejected. Who will like being teased by you?”
“Oh. I know someone. It’s this girl in front of me. What do you think? How should I tease her to stop her from being a massive tsundere?”
As I watched her expression that’s going from being annoyed to becoming embarrassed as she started to have a hard time not succumbing to my words.
Naturally, I was also trying to read her expression, making sure that I wasn’t overdoing it.
She might be a tsundere but she extremely dislikes being teased by me because most of the time, she’s losing it.
“Who are you calling a tsundere?! Do you want my fist or my knee?”
Ah. Her threats, I remember back then, her punch counter transformed to kisses as soon as we entered her room back when I first visited her house. I might be a bit forceful for her that day. Nonetheless, I could still vividly remember how Satsuki accepted me. At that time I still hadn’t remembered that emotion so… I attributed everything to my desire.
But thinking about it now, my interest in her at that time was more than just my desire to steal her. If she rejected me and asked me to stop, I would surely do that for her, preventing our first time to happen.
But that’s already the past, I became aware of how much I love her and by then, I started trying to do it right for her even if it meant misleading Sakuma to let her have an easier time in moving on from the love she held for him…
“Let’s see. I can take both as long as I can keep my hold on you.” I teasingly smiled before I stole a kiss from her lips. Furthermore, I opened her arms and put her hands on my shoulders.
She didn’t resist or rather, she’s actually waiting for me to do that. Unlike Aya who would become bolder when there’s only the two of us, Satsuki was the type to let me do what I wanted at first before returning it to me with the same intensity.
“This shameless guy. Why can Aya get sweet words from you and all I get are your teases?” With her lips pouted, Satsuki complained.
“Because you’re too lovely when you’re being teased?” I answered. “But if it’s sweet words you want, your wish is my command.”
After saying that, I kissed her once more before whispering, “Do you know how much I want to brag about being your boyfriend?”
“I don’t know. And as if you can do that.”
“That’s right… I can’t yet. But when the time comes, I will not hesitate to shout and brag about being your husband.”
“Hey, don’t you go jumping to that status!” With a fully flustered face, Satsuki hurriedly covered my mouth with her hand.
And after a while, she silently whispered, “Do that after marrying me.”