I smirked at Azusa’s dramatic attempt to get my attention while my eyes took in her outfit. Unlike Hanabi, who wore a one-piece dress that hugged her slender fra just right, accentuating her long legs and that innocent bounce in her step, Azusa had gone all out.
She was decked in a tight, trendy blouse that barely contained her generous chest. It was long enough not to fully show her belly button and waist. Then, she paired it with a high-waisted skirt that rode up her slender thighs, covered with skin-colored stockings, the kind that scread ‘look at ’ while pretending to be casual and graceful.
Her high ponytail remained the sa, except for the accessory she used to tie it.
"You look great, senpai."
Contrary to her expectation, that’s all I said. I stepped closer and put on a teasing smile as my hand slid around her waist, fingers digging into her exposed skin before pulling her flush against .
She tried to push on my chest but like always, she surrendered while stubbornly huffing, "Hmph! As if I’d dress for a shaless junior like you. This is just... comfortable. Don’t flatter yourself."
The way her voice wavered and how her eyes kept focusing on my lips before she bit her lower lip showed how her egotistic mask already had cracks seconds after eting again.
“Lift your head, senpai. I ought to give you a kiss too, right?” I teasingly whispered as my fingers traced the curve of her waist, dipping just under the hem of her blouse to brush against the warm skin of her lower back.
Azusa inhaled deeply, acting like she was not on the verge of gasping from the sensation. Then, her egotistic facade of not wanting to back down surfaced again. Even when I tilted her defiant chin up, she narrowed her eyes into a glare, hiding the anticipation within. "Tch, do you think you deserve it, shaless junior? Make it worth my–"
I cut her off by swiftly pressing my lips against hers, which got her to swallow her words. She stiffened for a split second, her hands pressing against my chest in a half-hearted push, but then she lted, her body pressing flush against mine.
Her tongue darted out to et mine like she was still trying to win, wrestling for dominance as soft whimpers escaped her throat.
My free hand slid up to cup the back of her neck, grasping her nape and pushing it just enough to deepen our kiss.
With her eyes closing and her body surrendering to the sensation, I carefully guided her back down to the sofa. Once she’s seated, I pull back and put on a satisfied grin as I watch her tongue wriggle out to chase after mine.
“Senpai, how’s that for a greeting?”
Azusa clicked her tongue before covering her mouth. Even without seeing it, I could tell how she licked the traces of my taste from her lips. Her thighs pressed together, the stockings whispering as she shifted, trying to ease the ache building between them. “Tch... not bad, shaless junior. But don’t think one kiss makes you the winner.”
Her voice was breathy, the haughty edge dulled by the flush creeping down her neck to the swell of her breasts straining against that tight blouse.
Looking at her like this, it’s understandable why her class still revered her as their queen. Yet, they had no idea she was so weak to soone not intimidated by her egotistic nature.
“I never said I won. By the way, senpai. Do your friends know?”
“Know what?”
“That you’re so adorable when you can’t have your way.”
“Psh. You’re so cocky, shaless junior. I’ll have my way. One way or another. I just...”
She hesitated as she glanced at Hanabi and Nao.
“Hmm?”
“... Nothing. Don’t ask about anything. I’m here because I got invited, okay?”
“Sure.” I shrugged before giving her one more kiss, but the egotistic girl answered with a bite on my lips.
“Stop showing sothing indecent to the kid.”
When she said that, I noticed Minoru looking at us. She didn’t know. The boy was already used to seeing kiss Akane and Miwa-nee.
“It’s not indecent when I do it for my queen, right?”
“Who’s your queen?!”
Her cheeks instantly reddened at the way I called her. She quickly raised her hands to cover her face.
She liked that, huh?
Behind , I could hear Hanabi giggling at her display.
When I turned around to check on her, the goofball whistled, acting like that would make think she wasn’t watching us.
"Babe, co here, I also haven’t pampered you yet, right?"
I turned fully to Hanabi, my smirk widening at her goofy whistle that did nothing to hide the way her eyes sparkled with mischief. She was still standing there, her long black hair swaying slightly as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, that ribbon in her hair bouncing like it was in on the joke.
Her one-piece dress clung to her slender curves in all the right ways, the fabric stretching taut over her perky chest and flaring out just enough to tease the length of her smooth legs.
"Babe, you heard . Get over here," I said, crooking a finger at her with that teasing lilt she always fell for. My voice dropped lower, laced with promise. "Or do I have to co drag you?"
Hanabi grinned as her cheeks flushed a cute pink while she bounced on her toes. "Heh, drag ? You’d like that, wouldn’t you, babe?"
Mhm. No matter how silly she appeared, she’s still that goofball who’s too free-spirited. I an, even her acceptance to this sleepover must have been done in accordance with her whim. She’s still too bored with simply studying. And with , she could find more ways to have fun.
Ah. Now I wonder what kind of surprise she prepared for .
"Of course, I do. You know I’m thinking about when I can tease you again."
I matched her grin which instantly made her pout.
"You! After all this ti, you’re still thinking about teasing ? I’ll tell Matsuri how much of a tease you are, babe!” Hanabi finished with a dramatic gasp, clutching her chest like I’d wounded her pride.
Her eyes glittered with playful outrage, but the way her thighs pressed together under that dress told she was already imagining what kind of ’teasing’ I had in mind.
I stepped closer, closing our distance again until she had to crane her neck to et my gaze. “Go ahead and tell Matsuri. She’ll probably ask for details. And you know you’ll have a hard ti explaining to her how I’m teasing you.”
Hanabi’s mouth opened, then snapped shut. A squeak escaped her throat as her face turned scarlet. “Y-you... Ugh, babe, you’re the worst!”
She lunged forward, not to slap , but to thump her forehead on my chest. My hands landed on her shoulders before patting her head again and eventually caressing it.
Little by little, I could feel her head heating up. But before the girl could erupt. Akane called out from the kitchen.
"Husband, stop teasing Sister Hanabi. She missed you too. She’s just too shy to admit it. Let’s go eat. Bring the other one too."
The other one? Ah. Azusa. I guess my silly wife was also at a loss as to how to deal with the egotistic girl. Or not?
"Alright, you heard her, babe. Shall we?" I whispered to the girl who was still trying to act like she was not pleased at how I was doting on her. Then I turned to Azusa on the sofa who huffed again and stood up gracefully. She walked to the boy, guiding him up to join us.
Hmm? Would you look at that... Is she actually good with children? That’s an unexpectedly cute side of her.
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