Stealing Spree

Chapter 2913: Naughty Senior (1)

”Onoda-kun?” With her voice turning into a mumble, Yumika took a half-step toward me. ”I... I’m not a pervert, okay?”

I chuckled, the sound echoing softly in the cramped storage room.

I matched her step, closing the gap until the scent of the dojo’s polished wood was replaced by the subtle, floral fragrance she naturally emitted.

”Yes, yes. You’re just curious, senpai. Right?” I reached for her wrist, my fingers gently closing around her skin.

Even without doing anything lewd yet, her body was already heating up. Just the thought of what might happen had already turned her into a blazing cauldron of anticipation. I could feel her pulse racing beneath my grip, a frantic little drumbeat that betrayed her attempts to stay composed.

”Y-yeah. I’m only curious! Don’t forget that.” Suzuki Yumika bit her lips as she took a peek at my face. Whatever was running through her head, it was clearly far from wanting to keep up appearances.

At the moment, she clearly wanted me to start right away but she couldn’t blurt it out herself out of embarrassment.

Still, despite her attempts, her bold honesty had already taken over. With it controlling her body, her arm within my grip was already starting to reach for my groin. To get another feel of my cock.

However, since I wasn’t fully aroused yet, it was still far from what she had experienced in the clubroom. I could see the slight flicker of disappointment in her eyes when her palm pressed against my groin, finding only a soft resistance. Well, not so soft since I was already half-erect but for her, it was still far from what she experienced.

”It’s not... it’s not as hard as before,” She whispered with a trembling voice. She looked up at me with a mixture of frustration and longing, her pupils dilated. ”Why isn’t it? Did I do something wrong?”

I couldn’t help but laugh at her genuine confusion. ”You’re too impatient, senpai. Didn’t you learn this from the class before? We couldn’t just get hard the second we saw each other; it takes a bit of stimulation first.”

This time, I gently pulled her hand off, then slid my hand from her wrist to fill the gaps between her fingers.

Although she looked a little lost, the sensation of our joined hands seemed to awaken something within her.

”T-this, Onoda-kun...”

”What is it, senpai?”

”Why... why are you holding my hand?”

”To keep it from being naughty in the meantime?” I smirked, leaning in so close that our foreheads almost touched. ”Or maybe because you were looking so pitiful and disappointed that I felt the need to comfort you.”

Yumika let out a small, indignant noise, but she didn’t pull her hand away. In fact, she squeezed back, her grip tightening as she leaned her weight into me. The air in the small storage room felt thicker, the scent of old straw and polished wood now secondary to the heat radiating between our bodies.

”You’re such a jerk. You know what I want yet... you’re playing like this.” She huffed, but her body was betraying her. Even as she complained, she shifted her hips, pressing closer to me.

Perhaps if not for her desperate attempt to appear composed, she would’ve already pushed me down to the floor.

”I’m not playing though. I’m being mindful of my naughty senpai.” I squeezed her hand gently before pulling on her as I moved us back into the confines of the storage room.

The moment we stepped inside, I turned around to press her against its wall while my other hand reached for the door.

Yumika let out a soft gasp, which immediately turned into a pout as she glanced at the slowly closing door. When it finally settled, her shoulders jumped for a bit before weakly murmuring, ”I’m not naughty. It’s you who is naughty, Onoda-kun.”

She understood everything. She knew that the moment it closed, there was no turning back anymore for her. That’s why her hand entwined with mine also steadied slightly. Since she put herself in this situation, she naturally wouldn’t just remain passive.

”Well, I’m a pervert so... it’s natural. But senpai, you don’t have to deny it. I promise no one else will know about you being naughty.”

As though my words contained a magical suggestion in them, Suzuki Yumika’s pout gradually eased up as she nodded, ”Promise?”

”Mhm. It’ll be our secret, you know? And I’ll protect it for you.” I assured her which unconsciously made her lips curve up into a small smile.

A minute passed in silence after that. And soon, Suzuki Yumika opened her mouth again, the edge in her voice melted into something far more vulnerable.

”Ugh. You’re always so good with words. It’s honestly annoying how much I like it.”

”It’s fine to feel like that, senpai. After all, everything is new to you. I’m certain you’ll get used to me in no time.”

Upon saying that, I lifted her hand to my lips and kissed its back.

I don’t know if it’s the act or the sensation of my lips pressing against her skin but Suzuki Yumika shivered slightly as the heat in her cheeks deepened.

She looked at me with those wide, expectant eyes as her breathing became a little shallow.

At this point, the facade of the haughty senior had already completely crumbled, leaving behind the girl who voiced her desire earlier.

”... T-then, I’m in your care, Onoda-kun.” She took a deep breath, perhaps to steady herself. Once that was done, her shaky eyes became steady again. ”So... you said I’m impatient. How long should I wait to feel it again?”

This... She’s quite incredible. Now that the layer of pride has been stripped away, her focus returned to what she initially wanted. And this time, she already sounded a little impatient.

After all, her curiosity over my cock had long surpassed her interest in anything. If she couldn’t get it, she’d probably be thoroughly disappointed. In a way, she was more extreme than the excessively curious Otsuka-senpai.

”Let’s see. Normally we have to set the mood for that. But I think there’s no need to. This place, our current position and the fact that we’re alone... the mood had already been set. As for the stimulation needed to make it as hard as earlier, it rested on you, senpai.”

My free hand moved to her waist, steadying her. At the same time, I looked straight into her eyes, reading the hunger and the confusion that fought for dominance in her gaze.

Her chest heaved slightly as she tried her best not to lose in our staring contest.

”... It rests on me? Tell me. How do I do that?” Yumika whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own erratic breathing.

I didn’t answer with words. Instead, I let go of her hand and took a step back, maintaining a distance where she could capture my frame completely in her eyes.

”It’s up to you, senpai. Your goal is to feel me up down there with the same hardness as earlier, you can either go straight to it or... do something else that can stimulate my desire for you.”

Honestly, I could’ve skipped with all these steps and let her indulge in whatever debauchery that could result between us, but where was the fun in that?

It was more thrilling for both of us to take it step by step like this. That way, she’d be more conscious of her own desire.