A Morning of Secret Indulgences
The sound of a zipper sliding down under the dining table felt impossibly loud right now.
I tried to cover it up, deliberately clinking my chopsticks against the bowl and making small, clumsy noises. Luna shot me a quick glance, but it didn’t last. The warm breath brushing against my thigh made it impossible to care about her stare.
Yuzuki didn’t slow down or pull back at all. It was like her brakes had completely failed.
Finally, when my pants were unzipped all the way, the tented fabric of my underwear—strained by my erection—appeared right in front of her nose.
“……”
Yuzuki’s pupils trembled without pause. Her eyelids fluttered repeatedly, and her throat bobbed up and down with visible tension.
The emotions swirling in her gaze as she stared at my hardened bulge were unfamiliar ones she clearly hadn’t prepared for.
It was so pure and adorable that the shape inside my drawers grew even more pronounced. Yuzuki let out a tiny, startled gasp.
She froze in place, unable to move even a fingertip. Her wide, round eyes stayed fixed on my crotch, trembling. The heat touching the tip of her nose and the clear outline seemed to have locked her in place.
It was as if she’d even forgotten how to breathe—like time itself had stopped inside her.
How long had it been?
At last, Yuzuki seemed to make a small decision. Her fingertips moved again.
She carefully grasped the waistband of my underwear and began pulling it down with deliberate care. I lifted my hips to help her, and soon the fabric slid past my thighs.
The moment it was free, my cock sprang out as if released from all restraint, twitching and vibrating right before her eyes.
Yuzuki had been staring at it in a daze, breath held, when her eyes suddenly flickered. It was because of Luna’s unexpected voice.
“Yuzuki. Is something wrong?”
Luna’s words came from above the table. It was a perfectly natural question after Yuzuki had stayed underneath for so long, but to Yuzuki it sounded like a precisely aimed warning.
She flinched, shoulders jerking. Then she bit her lip, carefully scooted backward on her knees, and crawled out from under the table.
She sat back in her seat, picked up her chopsticks as if nothing had happened, and resumed eating.
Watching her, I couldn’t shake the feeling of disappointment.
The innocent tension on her face and the fresh nervousness that had brushed the tip of her nose still lingered like an afterimage. The fact that it had simply ended there left me feeling empty.
Of course, with Luna sitting right there at the same table, hoping for more would have been too much.
Thinking that, I reached down to fix my underwear—only for Yuzuki’s foot to suddenly emerge from under the table and gently block my hand. Startled, I looked up. Her gaze caught mine.
She shook her head very carefully so Luna wouldn’t notice. The look on her face carried a message clearer than words.
It wasn’t over yet.
As if to prove it, the tip of her foot slowly moved forward and gave my cock a light, deliberate tap. Then another.
It was a gentle but intentional tease.
Soon her stocking-clad foot slipped smoothly between my thighs, pressing in at an increasingly intimate angle.
In the strange tension of watching for Luna’s reaction, Yuzuki was seducing me with nothing but her toes.
The sensation through the stockings was soft and ticklish. The smooth surface gliding against my skin, the gentle pressure—it felt incredible.
As Yuzuki’s playful foot continued, my erection grew more and more sensitive. Clear precum began to seep out, gradually soaking into her stockings.
Yuzuki must have felt the warm wetness spreading across the fabric. I sensed her flinch.
She swallowed hard, body twitching for a moment, but then she looked up at me with sparkling eyes and a small, satisfied breath.
It was a mischievous, playful look—like she had just achieved some great feat.
With that expression, she rubbed my cock again with her toes. Before long she seemed completely absorbed in the act herself.
As if recalling something she had read in a book, or following a scene from a video, the tip of her foot pressed, stroked, and wrapped around me with slippery precision, adjusting the rhythm.
The pure desire to make me feel good, and the serious effort she put into doing it—everything was being conveyed so carefully through those two little feet.
The repeated stimulation was so intense I nearly let out an involuntary moan. Yuzuki, clearly enjoying the way I struggled to hold back, suddenly spoke up in a casual tone.
“By the way, starting today we’re doing coupling experiments with students from other classes, right?”
“…Yeah.”
“That must be really tough for you, oppa. Having to couple multiple times a day and still get called around for research.”
“Can’t be helped. It’s important work.”
This was already the second time an Outer outbreak had suddenly occurred across the entire country. There was no guarantee a third wouldn’t happen. The situation had become a full-scale emergency.
Because of that, I had even started feeling a real sense of responsibility lately. My expression grew serious—right at that moment.
“Still, live-fire training starts today. You’ll have to choose one of us two, right? Who are you going to do it with on the first day?”
The moment she finished speaking, Yuzuki’s foot—which had been moving so eagerly—suddenly stopped. It became perfectly still.
But hidden within that stillness was clear intent. She kept my cock gently wrapped in the curve of her foot, leaving a faint, trembling pressure against the tip.
It felt like a cute little threat: ‘If you don’t choose me right now, I’ll stop here.’
…How was I supposed to ignore her when she was doing this?
Luna was also watching me with bright, expectant eyes, so I kept my face calm and answered.
“Today I’ll do it with Yuzuki.”
Luna made a slightly disappointed face, then stood up and brushed herself off.
“I’ll head out first. I’ll do the dishes, so bring the bowls over when you’re done.”
She gathered a few dishes and walked toward the kitchen. Soon the sound of running water drifted out from that direction.
“……”
The moment Luna’s back was fully turned, Yuzuki glanced toward the kitchen to confirm, then looked back at me.
She had been sitting with her legs neatly together as if nothing had happened, but that was only a brief pause.
That modest pose now felt like a signal that something new was about to begin. And sure enough, Yuzuki’s movements quickly grew bold again.
There was no need to watch for Luna anymore.
With Luna’s back turned, Yuzuki spread her legs without hesitation and gently pressed her foot against my crotch.
Her toes slid along my shaft once more. This time the pressure was far more deliberate and focused.
The way her sole and toes wrapped around me felt completely different. The heat from her stocking seeped straight into my skin.
On the surface, Yuzuki’s expression looked calm and indifferent, but every single movement happening beneath the table was daring.
She was stimulating me while silently declaring with the atmosphere alone: ‘Now the real fun begins.’
Her footwork grew more refined, the rhythm smoother and tighter.
I found her effort and pure enthusiasm so cute and lovable that I simply leaned back and decided to enjoy the sensation.
Yuzuki kept stealing glances at my face as her foot wrapped around my cock again. The pressure and friction blended perfectly. Her toes moved with relentless focus.
The warmth and texture soaking through the stocking, along with the sincerity Yuzuki poured into every motion, sank deep beneath my skin.
How much time had passed? Yuzuki’s breathing had grown rough, and her stocking was slick and sticky with my precum. That was when it happened.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. The hot urge that had been building deep in my lower abdomen surged up like an explosion. The moment Yuzuki noticed, she quickly pressed the sole of her foot directly over the tip.
To stop the semen from shooting upward, she pushed down hard with her entire body weight behind the motion.
And so my cum spurted out beneath her stocking and the soft sole of her foot.
The thick, white fluid spreading across her stocking in visible streaks.
The semen soaked through the fabric in scattered droplets, spreading outward. Yuzuki curled and wiggled her toes as if savoring the sticky warmth coating her foot.
After some time, she lifted her head, looked at me, and whispered.
“Later… whenever you want this again, I’ll do it for you anytime…”
Her eyes were filled with both embarrassment and pride.
It was clear that she, just like me, had found deep satisfaction in what had just happened.
Yuzuki quietly drew in a breath. The viscosity and heat spreading beneath her sole were far more intense than she had expected.
She gently curled her toes, feeling the slick sensation of the drenched stocking and the hot warmth clinging to her skin.
It was worth practicing with those videos for days.
Wiggling her toes, Yuzuki let a small smile form on her lips.
Even so, she began worrying about how to clean this up. It had been brave of her to take the initiative, but the aftermath was the real problem.
If she stayed like this, the semen might drip through her stocking and onto the floor. She carefully looked around, pondering what to do, when her gaze happened to drop downward.
“Here. Tissue.”
The voice came from behind her. Without thinking, Yuzuki reached out and took it. She unfolded the tissue to wipe her stocking—then a chill raced up her spine.
She sucked in a sharp breath. When she turned her head, Luna was standing right behind her.
How long had she been there?
Yet Luna’s expression as she watched Yuzuki wiping away the semen was eerily calm. With a bright, sunny smile, she said,
“Consider this me overlooking what happened this morning, okay?”
“As expected, Yuto and Yuzuki are getting along so well even from the morning.”
At the front door. While Yuzuki was inside her room changing her stockings, Luna spoke to me as I quietly tied my shoelaces.
I slowly turned my head to look at her.
“How long have you known?”
“Since Yuzuki stayed under the table for way too long?”
“…Yeah. There was no way you wouldn’t notice.”
I gave an awkward laugh and naturally reached out. Without a word, I brushed past the hem of Luna’s skirt and slipped my hand underneath.
The moment my palm met the thin fabric, I felt the warm body heat radiating through it.
The slightly tense inner thighs, the soft and supple flesh between my fingers, the warmth that spread like ripples from my fingertips.
“Mmh…”
Luna’s body trembled ever so slightly.
Tension traveled up her delicate skin. Her breathing hitched.
But she didn’t pull away. Instead, she slowly tilted her head and gave me a smile that, at first glance, looked no different from her usual one.
“What is this… all of a sudden?”
“Just making sure you don’t get jealous of Yuzuki.”
“Jealous? I adore Yuzuki. I even deliberately left the table for you two earlier.”
“Then why did you scare her at the end instead of holding back?”
“That was just… a little prank—ah—.”
At that moment, I put strength into my fingers.
Beneath her skirt, the flesh against my palm twitched softly, and her thighs contracted in surprise.
But it only lasted a second. I slowly slid my hand downward. Luna followed the movement with her eyes, then let out a quiet sigh and murmured,
“You didn’t play along with my prank, but you let Yuzuki do everything she wanted.”
There was clear jealousy and a sense of being left out in her voice.
“So… I got a little jealous. That’s all.”
I praised her honest answer by gently cupping and stroking her ass.
Luna’s lips moved wordlessly for a moment before she gave in and let out a small laugh.
Right then, the door to Yuzuki’s room opened and she hurried out.
“Sorry… am I late?”
Watching Yuzuki rush to put on her shoes, I casually lowered my hand as if nothing had happened.
And so the morning for the three of us began like that.