I'm Strong But Only If I Stay Lewd Chapter 8: Hurry Up and Fk Me So We Can Go to Class, Weirdo!

"Huh? You’re always weird. Even stalking sotis. That’s a cri, you know?"

H-He knew?!

But he continues, softer, "Inferna is weird. Munganda is weird. And even I am weird, sotis... Just sotis, though. My point is, being weird isn’t necessarily bad... Now if I told you I slept with a goddess before reincarnating to another world, you’d think I’m weird."

My eyes widen.

For a second there I think he’s serious; then the absurdity hits and I burst out laughing, tears pricking at the corners.

I clutch his shirt to stay upright, the giggles shaking .

"Hahaha! Goddess? Reincarnation? You read too much light novels, Rin..."

I wipe my eyes, still smiling, and look at him closely. His expression hasn’t changed much, but there’s sothing gentle in it now.

My heart pounds. I think... this is it. I can say it now.

"Now, if I said... I l-l-liked you, you’d also think I’m weird, r-right?"

He tilts his head, considering. "I’m amazing and I have a handso face, I think. So a lot of people and strangers say they love and would like to be "my cum bucket." But that won’t be the case if I wasn’t attractive, right? But you... you seem to like the person I am, right? I totally understand."

Eh...?

Excitent explodes in my chest as I hear him speak. So... he gets it. He actually get—

"Like Inferna, Karen, Chris, Munganda, and even my little sister. You all like for who I am, and I love you guys for it too. Arigatou yo?"

Haaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh... The words hit like icy water.

"...Ah. Yes. Of course."

Not surprising. I’m... just like the others.

Just another person in his orbit. What was I even thinking would happen?

My throat tightens. I curse fate silently. Why does he have to be so oblivious...? So nice in the worst kind of way.

I turn my back to him, hiding the sting in my eyes.

My hands then move to my panties, sliding the damp cotton down to my knees.

The air feels cool against my soaked folds. I bend forward slightly, bracing my hands on a box, presenting my ass to him.

"Hurry up and fuck so we can go to class! Weirdo!"

He makes a small, whiny sound behind . "Ehhhh? I’m the one doing the hard work?"

"Shut up and just do it already!"

I hear the rustle of his fabric, then feel him step close. The blunt head of his cock nudges my pussy’s entrance, sliding through my wetness once, twice, coating himself. Then he pushes in; unhurried, steady pressure that stretches open down there, inch by inch. My eyes are rolling in.

The fullness is imdiate and overwhelming. He’s thick, hot cock filling every empty space inside .

My walls flutter around him desperately as electricity coarse through my nerves. And the mont his hips finally et my ass—fully seated and buried to the hilt—pleasure crashes through like a broken dam.

Finally... Finally, I’ve had sex with Rin. I still can’t believe it.

From only the insertion, I cum hard, a sharp cry tearing from my throat, my soaked pussy clenching musically around his cock.

My knees buckle; only my grip on the box keeps upright.

He doesn’t give any ti to recover. His hands settle on my hips, fingers digging into soft flesh, and he starts moving; deliberate, deep thrusts at first that drag over every sensitive spot inside .

Each withdrawal leaves aching to be filled again; each push forward forces a breathy moan from my lips.

The pace builds gradually. His hips snap faster, skin slapping against skin in the quiet room. The angle is perfect; he hits so deep, grinding against places that make stars burst behind my eyelids. My breasts sway heavily with every thrust, nipples brushing the rough cardboard and sending more sparks down my spine.

"Ah—R-Rin—!" The sounds spill out unfiltered: the wet squelches of my pussy gobbling him, my own bursting moans, his very low grunts of effort. I push back to et him, greedy for more, my inner muscles squeezing every ti he bottoms out.

My second orgasm hits suddenly, coiling tight and snapping loose.

I cry out louder this ti, my walls spasming wildly, my love juices dripping down my thighs. He doesn’t slow down; he keeps driving into through the aftershocks until I’m trembling, salivating, and oversensitive then still climbing again.

The third orgasm cos faster, almost painful in its intensity. My legs trembles and give out completely; if not for his arm banding around my waist, I’d collapse.

I sob his na, as my pussy milked him desperately with dirty sounds, my vision whiting out for a short mont.

When I co back to myself, he’s still hard inside , but no longer moving. Although throbbing with no release.

I reach down shakily, my fingers finding my stretched vaginal entrance, feeling where we’re joined.

But... no cum. Nothing.

"Wait! You didn’t cum?!" My voice cos out hoarse.

"Yabai." Rin looks away, suddenly nervous. "Er, uhm, yeah! Look at the ti!"

He pulls out his cock carefully—making sob internally at the loss—and bolts for his clothes. Pants halfway up his legs, he dashes for the door.

"Aho, put on your pants first!"

"Ah, I forgot!"

I watch him frantically yank them the rest of the way up, his shirt half-buttoned, his hair mussed, his face flushed a bit, as he disappears down the corridor.

The door swings shut behind him.

I slide down to sit on the cool floor, my panties still around my knees, my body humming with aftershocks. A slow, helpless smile spreads across my face.

Thank goodness I wore a cute pair today. Who would’ve known...? But... I would’ve love for Rin to fill with cum till it overflows out of my pussy...

And... And I d-don’t mind carrying his baby, too.

"Argh, that damn fool... I love him so much, it’s literally unfair."