Chapter 95: Miyuki's Public Indecency #2 [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 95: Miyuki's Public Indecency #2 [R-18]
“Matsuda-kun. I really like you too, but I think we need to separate our personal and professional lives.”
Miyuki brought up the serious topic in front of the gym storage room.
I shrugged and replied, “I really like you too. That’s why I came to school instead of skipping like I’d planned.”
The corners of Miyuki’s lips twitched slightly before returning to normal.
She was clearly happy about my confession, but she also looked like she wanted to set me straight, in her capacity as a member of both the student council and the disciplinary committee.
Chuckling to myself, I waited for her next words.
“You still have to get a demerit point.”
“Do you really have to go that far? For being two minutes late?”
“If it were just me, I don’t know, but a senior is here too. And fix your shirt.”
Miyuki stepped closer and fastened the top button of my uniform dress shirt.
Unlike her sharp attitude at the main gate, she was gentle now.
It seemed my repeated confessions of affection had worked.
Pat. Pat.
After brushing the dust off my chest, she continued.
“One demerit point isn’t a big deal, so let’s just be careful from now on. On days like this, I’ll make sure to wake you up early, Matsuda-kun, or I’ll...”
Peck.
A faint sound of something soft touching, a sound you’d miss if you weren’t paying attention.
At the same time, Miyuki froze, all her movements ceasing.
It was because I had stolen a kiss from her lips.
Watching her face turn red in real-time as she stood there with her lips pressed shut, I gave her the cool smile she loved most.
“Is there no option where you let me off the hook if I promise to be careful from now on?”
Finally snapping back to her senses, Miyuki glanced around nervously.
Relieved to see no one nearby, she shook her head frantically and said, “...N-no... there isn’t...!”
“That’s a shame.”
“And what do you think you’re doing, pulling a stunt like that...!”
“A stunt? Why do you make it sound so trivial?”
“That’s not what I meant... I’m on student council duty right now... If it looks like we have an improper relationship, it could cause misunderstandings... O-of course, I was going to give you the demerit point anyway... but still...”
As I took one slow step, then another, toward the rambling Miyuki, she stumbled backward with each step I took.
“Don’t come closer...! Don’t do that again...!”
Thud.
Her back, retreating as she tried to wave me away, soon hit the storage room door.
As Miyuki tried to sidestep me, I grabbed her by the waist and tried the doorknob with my other hand.
Creeak.
The knob turned with a dissonant sound. As expected, the door was unlocked.
Of course it was. A special event was about to unfold for the main character; the door couldn't possibly be locked.
I opened the door and pushed Miyuki inside.
Then, before she could say a word, I quickly locked it.
Click.
“W-what are you doing...?”
“You said you were worried it would look like an improper relationship. There’s no one in here.”
When I hinted at another round of intimate affection, Miyuki placed a hand on her chest and shook her head.
“I have no intention of doing anything like that...!”
“You don’t want to?”
“It’s not that I don’t want to... Is this really the time? We need to hurry to first period...!”
“I’ll finish quickly.”
“F-finish what qui— Hyaak...!”
A sweet shriek escaped Miyuki’s lips.
I had grabbed her firmly under the buttocks and lifted her up.
The motion made her instinctively wrap her arms around my neck, and as her bottom landed on the vaulting horse, she tried to stop me in a flustered tone.
“Matsuda-kun...! Are you really going to do this?”
“You wrapped your arms around my neck. You must like it too.”
“I only did that because I needed something to hold onto...! So I wouldn’t fall...!”
“Let’s just say that’s the reason.”
A sly smile played on my lips.
Seeing my expression, Miyuki’s eyes widened as if she’d just realized something.
“Matsuda-kun... your car isn’t actually broken, is it...? You took public transport with this in mind from the start, didn’t you...?”
“It’s broken.”
“There’s no reason for a car that was running fine yesterday to suddenly break down...!”
“It could have been in an accident.”
Annoyed by my nonchalant tone, Miyuki tried to get off the vaulting horse.
But I was standing too close, and her attempt failed.
Placing her hands on my chest to block any further advance, she spoke in a small voice.
“If you keep trying to brush things off like this...”
“Like what? You’ll add more demerit points? Or maybe report me to the disciplinary committee?”
“That’s not what I mean... Ugh... this is driving me crazy...”
Miyuki trailed off, her face turning slightly to the side.
She was trying to subtly inhale, and it seemed she liked my scent.
I lifted her long uniform skirt and slipped my hand underneath.
My hand instantly found its way to her thigh.
A stifled moan of arousal escaped Miyuki’s lips as she felt my touch.
“Hngh...!”
At the same time, her legs parted slightly.
Seeing that instinctive reaction, I gave her a meaningful smile and said mockingly, “You’re being very indecent, aren’t you?”
“...That was involuntary... A-anyway, stop touching me...”
“You’re warm.”
“Are you listening to me...? I said stop touching me...?”
If you wanted me to stop, you’d do something about it. Why are you just staying still?
So dishonest, even though you’re secretly hoping for it.
Completely ignoring her words, I continued caressing her thigh while extending my pinky to gently press against the plump mound of flesh.
Flinch.
“Heut...!”
Her legs closed a little.
The tips of her pristine white sneakers shot straight up; it seemed the stimulation was intense enough to make her point her toes.
Letting out a hot breath, she gripped my uniform shirt tightly.
Then she pleaded in a desperate tone.
“Matsuda-kun... we can do whatever you want at your place after club activities are over... so for now...”
“We can do it now, and at my place later.”
“W-what kind of logic is going on in your head to reach that conclusion...?”
“I said I’ll be quick.”
“You can’t be quick...! You’re a huge pervert, Matsuda-kun...! And I also...”
“You also what?”
“.....”
Miyuki fell silent, avoiding my gaze.
From her disgruntled expression, I could easily guess what she had been about to say.
Probably something like, ‘I want to be satisfied too.’
Simply put, she was pouting because I had implied I would finish after only satisfying myself.
Looking down at her as she bit her lip in embarrassment, I gave her a gentle smile.
“I understand.”
“...What do you understand... Hyaah...!”
I pushed my hand deeper, now openly fondling her through her panties, and her grip on my shirt tightened.
The perfectly ironed fabric crumpled in her hands.
I grinned and met her eyes.
“Are you going to give me a demerit point?”
“...I am... I’m definitely not letting you off...!”
“Then you’ll have to get one too.”
“What... are you talking about...?”
“Don’t you remember what I told you when I was cleaning the bathroom? Serious deviant behavior gets a demerit point.”
“.....”
Seemingly at a loss for words, Miyuki pressed her lips together.
As I leaned in to kiss her, she pulled her head back slightly.
“No... I have to get back soon...”
“Five minutes should be fine, right?”
With a deep look in my eyes, I stared straight into hers and gently, teasingly scratched the now-warmer area over her labia.
Every time the tip of my index finger flicked up and down, she would flinch, or her hips would give a small roll as she let out a sharp exhale through her nose.
As I continued the teasing caress, I could see the deep worry on her face gradually melting away.
“H-how... uuh...! are you going to do it...?”
To Miyuki’s question, a sign she had finally given in to temptation, I smiled softly and replied, “Just like this.”
“...Just... like this?”
“Why? Disappointed?”
“W-who said anything about being disappointed...”
Despite her words, Miyuki was pushing her hips forward, allowing my fingers to press deeper against her pussy.
She was in a precarious position, perched on the edge of the vaulting horse.
Her glazed eyes, her ragged breathing as if she’d just run a sprint, her body growing weaker, and her hands trembling unsteadily.
Taking in Miyuki’s intoxicatingly sultry aura, I pressed my body fully between her parted legs.
Then I asked in a gentle voice, “Can I put it in?”
“...No...”
“I want to put it in.”
“I don’t want to... I’ll punish you...”
“I’m putting it in.”
“Hnng...”
Letting out her characteristic nasal sound, Miyuki shook her head from side to side.
It wasn’t a forceful refusal, but it was a clear one. To my eyes, however, she just looked like she was pouting.
It was a pout that was also a request, one that meant she wasn’t aroused enough yet and wanted more foreplay.
I chuckled, buried my face in the nape of her neck where it met her shoulder, and inhaled.
The scent of plums filled my nose.
As I took in that fresh fragrance, I continued my caresses.
“Hhhngh...!”
Miyuki’s body, surrendered to my touch, grew hotter with each passing moment.
Her already warm skin became feverish, and I could feel a dampness through my fingertips.
She was wet. Twice as fast as usual.
Perhaps the thrill of the location had heightened her arousal.
Though by now, it was probably nothing but pure arousal.
“You should probably be wearing bloomer shorts.”
At my words, spoken while I was still toying with her through her panties, Miyuki flinched, her eyes welling up.
It seemed she had just noticed that she was soaking wet with her own fluids.
I brushed her bangs away from her face, which couldn't hide her troubled expression, and said, “I’ll go home and get you some underwear.”
“...B-but... you’ll be late...”
“I just have to be back before first period ends. I’m getting a demerit point either way.”
“What if you’re late...? You said your car broke down...”
“It’s not broken. You knew that already.”
“.....”
Was my suddenly gentle tone pleasing to her ears?
Miyuki’s lips parted as if to say something, but instead, she suddenly grabbed the hand that was fixing her hair and began stroking it with both of hers.
She even started swinging her body like a pendulum, a cute little bonus.
It seemed she felt bad about sending me back.
I pressed my forehead against hers.
“Should I stop and just go?”
“N-no... not right now...”
“If I don’t go now, I’ll miss all of first period. That means more demerit points. One is fine, but any more than that gets annoying for me too.”
“...Haa... haa...”
Even as I spoke, I didn’t stop my caresses. In fact, I had pushed her panties aside and was now touching the area around her clitoris. Miyuki’s expression melted even further.
“You’re in a tough spot too, right? If we do more here, the student council senior waiting at the gate might get suspicious.”
“.....”
“It’s a problem, isn’t it? Right?”
Slide, slick...
Her pussy was now sticky and slick with her fluids.
As I continued to touch her there, blatantly trying to coax out the opposite answer, Miyuki bit down hard on her lip.
She was weighing reason against instinct. I waited silently for her answer.
A moment later, her lips parted.
“If you... if you put it in, can you finish quickly...?”
So she chose to compromise.
Her instincts were clearly in the lead, but it was an answer that hadn't completely abandoned reason.
“Hmm. I’m not sure.”
“You just said you’d finish quickly...!”
“Things are different now.”
“Th-that’s ridiculous...”
I took half a step back from the protesting Miyuki and pulled down my pants and underwear.
My cock was fully erect, pointing upward.
Miyuki’s eyes fixed on it, and she swallowed.
Gulp.
Hearing the loud sound of her Adam’s apple bobbing, I let out a soft laugh and lifted her uniform skirt up to her waist.
After pushing her panties completely to one side, I tapped her slick pussy with my cock and moved my hips up and down.
“Haang...!”
A loud moan burst from Miyuki.
It was the loudest sound she had made in here, loud enough to be heard if someone were listening from outside.
After building up her excitement and coating my shaft and head with her fluids, I moved to insert myself, but—
“W-wait a minute...!!”
Miyuki frantically pushed against my chest with her hands.
“What is it?”
“Don’t... just cum anywhere... okay...?”
You’re already thinking about that?
Aren’t you worrying a little too much?
Of course, I understood it would be a huge problem if it got on her clothes.
“I’ll try.”
“D-do it on the floor... somewhere easy to clean...”
If you’re so worried about cum getting on your clothes or the gym equipment, why don’t you just keep it inside you?
You can just block it with your panties until gate duty is over, then go to the shower room and wash it out.
Swallowing those words, I answered obediently, “Alright.”
Then, I brought the head of my cock to the slit between her labia and pushed forward with my hips.
Squelch...
“Aahk...!”
Miyuki’s hips bucked wildly upon penetration.
As if trying to balance her trembling body, she reached her hands behind her and gripped the sides of the vaulting horse so hard it seemed she might break it.
“Huu... huuu... slowly... don’t go fast...”
“A minute ago you were telling me to finish quickly.”
“It hurts...”
It seemed she was feeling a little pain from taking my cock without any lube.
“A lot?”
“Not a lot... just a little... a tiny bit... so just go slow for now...”
Squelch... squish...
“Like this?”
“Uungh...”
A coquettish moan escaped Miyuki, and the corner of her mouth lifted ever so slightly.
Her legs rose even higher; it seemed she was enjoying the sensation of the slow penetration.
Seeing her decide to surrender her reason to pleasure, knowing there was no turning back now, I began to thrust.