A World Just for You (12)
Nagase Yui. She had been nothing more than an ordinary re-examinee who liked manga, masturbation, games, and one particular tutor.
That was, until the thugs who suddenly burst into her home kidnapped her.
She tried to fight back with her awakening ability as best she could, but there were simply too many of them. In the end, after they injected her with drugs, she lost consciousness.
How much time had passed since the kidnapping? Yui came to—though her body still refused to move.
Being trapped inside herself, able only to think, terrified her beyond measure. Then she was laid on a cold bed, and voices drifted into her hearing.
"Her condition is fine."
"Then proceed as planned."
As planned. It wasn't long before she understood what those words meant.
They were going to extract her brain.
At first she thought she'd misheard. But they discussed the surgical sequence and the necessary drugs as casually as if they were talking about the weather—voices that never even considered she might be listening.
She wanted to scream. Save me. Please don't do this.
But her lips wouldn't move. She couldn't even shed a tear.
Would she have to endure everything while still conscious? The thought made it hard to breathe.
Then, from somewhere, a familiar voice cut through.
"Reeeen!"
A wailing cry. It was Misaki. Yui felt herself being pulled into an embrace.
"Yui… Yui!"
She couldn't believe it. She wondered if she'd misheard—but then she caught Misaki speaking with some man.
"Misaki. Take Yui and run first."
"……What?"
The man told Misaki to take her and escape. Suddenly the world went dark. Only Misaki's ragged breathing remained.
Had he really saved her? Had he gotten her out of that nightmare?
Yui wanted to cry with joy. She wanted to throw her arms around Misaki and thank her. But her body still wouldn't move.
Then Misaki whispered, barely audible:
"Please be safe… Ren……."
Ren. A name she knew.
The guy next door Misaki sometimes mentioned. So the man who'd stayed behind at the lab must have been Ren.
Was that guy an Awakened too……?
Only then did the situation roughly click into place.
Misaki and Ren had come to save her. And Ren had stayed behind at the lab so the two of them could escape.
Relief washed over her—and with it, a gnawing anxiety that Ren might not make it back.
Misaki kept murmuring the same words over and over. Please come back safely. Please make it by the promised time.
Yui could do nothing. Trapped in darkness, she could only listen to Misaki's trembling voice.
Then she heard Misaki call out Ren's name, bright with joy. It seemed he'd returned unharmed.
Thank goodness.
She was truly, genuinely glad.
Honestly, she'd felt a twinge of jealousy toward Ren before—but since she'd come back alive thanks to him, she found herself wanting to do anything for him.
Time passed, and the location changed several times. From a car into someone's arms, then onto a bed.
Someone checked the pulse at her wrist and lifted her eyelids. Probably Ren. She could faintly hear him talking with Misaki.
Fortunately, there was nothing seriously wrong. She would wake naturally with time.
She'd been terrified of being trapped in her body forever, so those words were a profound relief.
As more time passed, a faint sensation returned to her fingertips. She slowly flexed her fingers.
Her eyelids were heavy, but she managed to lift them little by little. An unfamiliar ceiling swam into blurry view.
Her body was still heavy as lead, and her head felt fogged. Worse than either, though, was the thirst. The inside of her throat was parched bone-dry; even swallowing saliva hurt.
"Water……."
Yui gripped the edge of the bed and slowly pushed herself upright. From outside the room, she could faintly hear running water.
She advanced carefully, one step at a time, until she saw the shower door standing half-open. And from inside came Misaki and Ren's voices.
"……!"
Her mind snapped fully awake. A man and a woman—together in the shower?
Her imagination took off at a sprint.
Forgetting her thirst entirely, Yui padded toward the shower with the careful steps of a kitten. Then she secretly peeked inside.
**
Misaki poured a generous amount of body wash over herself. She spread it evenly across her breasts, working it down into the valley between them, then wrapped her arms around me from behind.
"Nnh……."
A cool, soft sensation pressed against my back. Over those heavy mounds of flesh, small stiff peaks poked and prodded against my skin.
She slowly rocked her body up and down, rubbing her breasts along my back. At the same time, both of her hands reached around and began stroking my cock.
"Ren. Feels good, doesn't it?"
Misaki kept asking if I liked it. Each time, all I could do was clamp my mouth shut and nod.
If I so much as parted my lips, I was sure some pathetic sound would slip out.
She breathed against my ear and whispered:
"Mmm, can't you stop holding back those moans? I want to hear them… Ren's moans……."
"Hnn…!"
A weak moan escaped. Some might say a man shouldn't make sounds like that—but anyone in this situation would.
"Ahaha! Did you just feel that?"
Excited, Misaki pumped my cock even faster.
Squelch, squelch.
Pre-cum welled up, and lewd wet sounds rose from where her hands worked. Pleasure surged through me until my hips trembled.
With one hand she flicked and tapped my nipples while the other never stopped moving.
"Making such embarrassing, girlish noises. You like it that much? Going crazy for it?"
"…Yeah. I feel like I'm losing my mind."
"Hehe. So honest. Good boy~"
She gently bit my earlobe, then suckled it with soft wet sounds. Her heated breath tickled deep into my ear.
She swept her palm along the full length of my shaft and rolled the head in slow circles. The all-encompassing stimulation was more than I could take.
My cock throbbed irregularly, and Misaki seemed to understand—she picked up the pace.
"That's it. Let it all out."
A coiling, electric pleasure raced up my spine.
"Kh—!"
Spurt—spurt—spurt!
Semen shot upward from my cock like a water gun. Misaki watched with fascinated eyes as it kept pumping out.
"Kyaah! You're cumming so much."
She shook my cock like a toy water pistol, milking out every last drop. Each residual spurt made my body jerk.
"Haa… haa……."
It was an orgasm that made the hair on my head stand on end.
Misaki turned on the shower and carefully rinsed every trace of cum from my cock.
"Alright—now it's your turn to wash me~"
She straightened up as she said it.
"Huh?"
"I just washed you, so now you have to wash me."
Which meant… I could touch Misaki's body however I wanted? There was no way I was turning that down.
I scrambled to my feet after her.
Misaki stood with her back to me, waiting for my hands. The moment my cock brushed her ass, the thing that had only just finished cumming began to harden again.
I swallowed hard and squeezed a long ribbon of body wash into my palm.
"Then… I'll start."
"Mmh."
With slick hands I cupped her full breasts. Soft. Yielding. I lifted them from below to feel their weight, then spread the body wash over every curve.
I kneaded them thoroughly—then gave one nipple a light pinch.
"Ha-nn…!"
Misaki let out a lewd moan. Her rough breath scattered into the air.
She enjoyed my hands for a while, then suddenly slipped one of her own between her legs and back to me. Slender fingers stroked my cock.
"Haa… already this hard……."
Lips parting, Misaki trapped my cock between her thighs. Because of the height difference, I had no choice but to bend my knees a little.
Holy shit.
My cock was deliciously compressed between those thick thighs. With her ass pressed flush against my lower stomach, it almost felt like we were having sex.
Misaki hummed a little laugh and took my right hand.
"Don't touch me like such a scaredy-cat. Do it like this……."
She guided my hand to her pussy and pressed it firmly in place.
"You can get a little more thorough with the groping……."
"……!"
How many men on earth could hold back after hearing that?
I tugged at her nipple with one hand while the other rubbed her pussy.
"Ha-ngh, nnh, right there……."
Just a brief caress and her juices were already dripping freely.
Every pass of my hand caught on a small, raised bud. Each time my fingers skimmed over it, Misaki's reactions grew sharper.
Her clit. For a guy, that would be like the head of a cock, right?
More precisely, like the head of an uncircumcised cock. Plenty of manga had made it clear how sensitive that spot was.
I spread her pussy wide with my fingers—then tapped the little protruding bud right in the center with a fingertip.
"Hyaaang!"
A thoroughly satisfying reaction.
"You like it when I do this?"
"O-okh… th-that…!"
I tormented her clit more relentlessly. Covering it completely with my palm and rubbing, then rolling it gently between my fingers while watching her every response.
"Th-that's sensitive, so—ahh…!"
Misaki's breath broke into ragged gasps. Her shoulders heaved visibly.
Her legs went weak enough that she looked ready to collapse at any second—but every time she started to sink, I supported her weight by rubbing her pussy, and she managed to straighten again on her own.
"This is… i-incredible……."
The way she focused entirely on her pussy with glazed eyes was almost too adorable. So I spoiled her clit even more fiercely.
"Huiit… s-so that's how it is, huh?"
Misaki forced a smile and clamped her thighs tight. My resting cock jumped in surprise and throbbed hard.
In that position, she began rocking her hips back and forth.
Squelch-squelch-squelch!
"Kh—!"
It hadn't even been five minutes since I'd cum, and she was already moving this aggressively. My cock felt like it was going to melt.
She wiggled her ass side to side, then mercilessly rubbed the tip of my cock that peeked out between her thighs.
The intense sensation made my head tip back toward the ceiling on its own.
I-I'm already about to cum!
I couldn't lose like this.
It might be a bit intense for a girl experiencing a man's hands for the first time—but I was going to have to use that forbidden technique I'd only ever seen in manga.
Clit-flicking.