(A/N: The chapter posting ssed up again. This should be the beginning of the previous chapter.)
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"It's quite complicated but sensei can take it as Yuika-senpai having an issue with her self- esteem."
"Self-esteem? I don't think so. She's afraid to be seen, right? Was there sothing she didn't want the other to see or notice?"
This... Was she always this sharp? But I guess given the clue, it was also not that hard to co to this conclusion.
"Sothing like that." That's all I could answer as I didn't want to fully divulge the details of the situation without her express permission.
"I'll talk to her myself and decide afterward." Eventually, Orimura-sensei spoke up, her voice firm yet gentle. She knew the importance of handling such matters with care. "Now, if that's all you need, I have so preparations to do."
After saying that, she tried standing up but with my hold on her waist, she failed.
"Not so fast, sensei. We have a few minutes left. I just want to sit here with you." I said, pulling her back down and making her straddle .
Her cheeks flushed and she struggled for a second, "You brat. What are you trying to do again?"
"Don't worry. I just wanted to hold you like this. This will be enough for today." I whispered as my arms tightened around her back. As for my face, I imdiately buried it in her valley.
Her breasts felt incredibly soft and warm through the fabric of her tracksuit. I took a deep breath, enjoying the mont.
With her hand dropping to my head, grabbing a fistful of my hair, she eventually groaned in resignation, "Ugh... Why am I always getting dragged into your pace?"
"Because you love like this, sensei." I cheekily whispered, not looking up from my current position, savoring the scent of her body. Her grip on my hair tightened slightly but she didn't push away. Instead, she leaned in closer, her chest pressing into even more.
Just like this, she let out a sigh, her grip on my hair loosening slightly as she switched from tugging my hair to hugging my head. I could feel the tension in her body slowly dissipating as she allowed herself to be held by and vice versa.
It was comforting for both of us. This was the kind of intimate mont I enjoyed with all of my girls. And this ti, even Orimura-sensei had fallen for it. This wasn't just about the passion or the physical contact; it was about our emotional connection, the trust, and the comfort we shared.
"Brat, I swear I'll correct your path and make you mine." She silently murmured, perhaps thinking I wouldn't hear it.
(A/N: And from here is the continuation of the previous chapter.)
Naturally, the swimsuit was the sa as what Rae was wearing, however, with their figures being vastly different, it had a distinct appeal to it. As the zipper reached its end, the tracksuit slipped down, revealing a pair of white skin with a sprinkle of freckles here and there. Her swimsuit hugged her body tightly, outlining the soft curves of her breasts and waists. Then, when I pulled down on the pants of her tracksuit, the small yet delightful bumps that were her buttocks greeted .
With how I was standing from behind her, I could see her heart racing through her chest, her breathing getting heavier from thinking too much.
"R-Ruki..." Komoe called out softly with a trembling voice as she called out my na. "You're beautiful, Komoe. This suits you as well," I whispered into her ear as I placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, making her blush even more intensely. She leaned back against my chest, slotting herself properly in my embrace. Her slender figure quivered a little before relaxing completely.
She felt so warm and soft in my arms and I could feel how she was gradually letting go of her nerves, her body lting into my embrace.
"Is it? I'm not confident in my body... it's so... plain," she murmured, her voice trembling as she spoke.
"Who says it's plain? Co on, just seeing you in your sleepwear the first ti I visited you in your house was more than enough to make realize that you're not plain, and definitely not in that swimsuit," I whispered as my arms tightened further, pulling her closer to , "Your body's perfect, just the way it is."
Rae, who had been watching the exchange with a mix of affection and mild jealousy, couldn't help but chuckle at Komoe's modesty. She stepped closer, placing a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder. "Komoe, you're not plain. You're just as beautiful as any of us in his eyes. Besides, that guy is notorious for telling what he thinks is the truth. Look at . Even I know that you have a better figure than mine."
Her words, though teasing, contained a hint of sincerity that made the tension in the room dissipate a bit. Due to that, I beckoned on the girl, making sure she knew she had my attention as well.
"Alright. As much as I wanted to get drunk at the alluring sight of you two in those swimsuits, we should really get going. The pool was too far from here. Won't you be marked as late because of ?" I teased as my lips dropped on Komoe's shoulder, gently kissing it.
"Before that, Ruki... Hold too," Rae requested with a hopeful smile.
"Of course, will I forget about my Rae?" I put on my affectionate smile as I released my hold on Komoe and turned to Rae, who looked at with eager anticipation.
"Co here," I held out my arms and she practically threw herself into them, her swimsuit- covered breasts pressing against my chest as she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.
Upon seeing that, Komoe also ran back to and the three of us got delayed for a few more minutes before I helped them put their tracksuit back on.
Although I was already late for our next class, I still offered to walk the two to the poolside. I got rejected though. They're looking out for as much as I look out for them.
Ti quickly passed and almost like it passed in a blur, the last period ended.
Those who were on cleaning duty were left behind while I started with my usual routine of escorting my girls to their clubs which in turn gave an opportunity to check on the others. When I escorted Nami, Hina and Saki to the Student Support Club, I found out that Arisa and Izumi also had a swimming class today, too bad though, it happened after the classes of Komoe and Rae finished.
But Arisa being the playful senior as always, pulled to a nearby empty clubroom as the ntion of the swimsuit was brought up. Izumi followed us, albeit shyly.
As soon as the door closed, Arisa wasted no ti in grabbing the bottom of her tracksuit and pulling it over her head, revealing her own navy blue school swimsuit.
She seed to be eager to show off and her confidence was contagious. As soon as the tracksuit dropped to the side, her breasts bounced out with a delightful jiggle as Arisa smirked at watching my reaction. "Well? How do I look?"
"Perfect," I answered as the irresistible urge to hold her grew stronger. She looked absolutely stunning in the swimsuit. Her figure was a delightful mix of her playfulness and mature allure. The way the material clung to her skin accentuated her curves made want to touch
her more than ever.
No. My feet already brought to her even before I could even think about it. My hands reached for her waist, pulling her closer until our bodies were pressed against each other. Her eyes widened with surprise but she didn't resist. In fact, she leaned into the touch as the
irresistible urge also got her.
"What's this? It looks like you didn't get wet at all." I teased, tracing my finger along the collar of her swimsuit, which was dry despite her claim of just finishing a class. "W-what are you implying, you naughty junior! Do you want to hug while my swimsuit is still dripping?" Arisa blushed as she grabbed my arm and tugged at it to have hug her tighter, "We had a class, but most of us didn't swim yet. I an, shouldn't I show off my swimsuit to you first? Like Rae-chan and Komoe-chan."
With a cheeky grin, I leaned down and whispered into her ear, "Mhm. As your pervert boyfriend, I'd love to feel your wet swimsuit clinging to your body but I think this will do just fine. You look great in anything anyway."
And with that, I claid her lips in a fiery kiss that she was also waiting for. Her arms wrapped around my neck as she responded eagerly. Sohow, we both forgot that Izumi was also in
the room.
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