Stealing Spree

Chapter 2718: Her Surprise

“You’ll get used to it soon, babe.” I slipped a hand underneath her head, cupping her cheek and gently turning her gaze back to me.

Hanabi didn’t resist it but I could see how her eyes trembled as if maintaining eye contact with me would make her erupt from too much embarrassment.

“You keep saying that to all the girls around you, babe. But I don’t think I can... I mean, I never planned this.”

“Never planned what?”

“This! Pushed down on the bed and you, hovering on top of me.”

Mhm. She’s extremely adorable. But well, let’s stop pushing her further, I guess?

“Alright, should I take a step back? Will that make you comfortable?” I asked, still not moving my gaze from her. Her cheek was already too hot. It was almost searing my palm.

Hanabi’s eyes widened, her lips parting in a small, surprised ‘o’ as if I’d just suggested jumping off a cliff. Her hands, still clutching the back of my uniform, tightened their grip before she lightly shook her head, "N-no! I’m not uncomfortable. Just... overwhelmed. You’re too close, babe. And it’s making me... tingly."

Her voice cracked at the end, a breathy confession that sent a rush straight to my cock, already straining against my pants from the feel of her soft body beneath me. The way her thighs squeezed my knee between them, the subtle grind of her hips as she shifted-- it was all unconscious, but somehow it was driving me insane.

Should I continue teasing her? But if I do that, her surprise will probably be forgotten. I still want to see it. Or rather, I want to know what she prepared for me.

"Alright, let me just lie down with you here. Will that be fine? Or will that ruin the surprise?"

"L-lie down with me?" Rather than focus on my question, Hanabi fixated on that part. She covered her face with her hand before subtly nodding.

Well, I guess it won’t ruin the surprise.

And so, I lifted my body for a bit and then grabbed her by the waist, guiding her body to fully climb the bed and lie down like how one was supposed to.

After that, I took the space next to her, the mattress dipping under my weight as I settled on my side, propping my head up with one hand to keep gazing down at her flushed face.

Hanabi’s long black hair spilled across the pillow like a dark halo, her ribbon now completely askew, dangling loosely at her side.

She lay there stiffly at first, her one-piece dress hiked up just enough to reveal the smooth expanse of her thighs, the hem teasing the edge of her panties, simple white cotton with a faint lace trim that screamed innocent but drove my perverted mind wild.

"Babe... this is kinda intimate," She whispered with a voice of mixed goofy nervousness and that breathy edge that made my desire for her to flare up.

She looked into my eyes again, then away, then back again, like she couldn’t decide if she wanted to bolt or pull me closer. One of her hands pulled down her skirt, fixing it just enough for her underwear to be covered up again, before resting both hands on her stomach, rising and falling with her quickened breaths.

I chuckled as I reached out to brush a stray lock of hair from her face, my fingers lingering on her warm cheek. "Intimate? You dragged me in here, remember? If you’re gonna back out now, I might have to tease you about being all talk."

Her pout returned in full force, those full lips pursing as she swatted at my hand playfully.

"Hmph! I’m not backing out. I just... didn’t expect you’d be so bold right away. Lying down with me like we’re... you know." She glanced down at our bodies, so close that the heat from her skin radiated against mine, her perky breasts heaving under the dress with each shaky inhale.

"Like we’re what? Lovers?" I teased, sliding my hand from her cheek down to her neck, tracing the delicate line of her collarbone with my thumb. She shivered under the touch, her thighs pressing together again as a soft whimper escaped her. "Relax, babe. We’re just talking. For now. Besides, you know I won’t do anything that will make you uncomfortable."

Hanabi bit her lower lip, her goofy grin creeping back as she turned on her side to face me fully, mirroring my position. The movement made her dress ride up even higher, exposing the curve of her ass and the way her panties hugged her mound.

"Talking, huh? But you’re staring at my legs again, babe. Pervert."

"Ah. Sorry. It’s out of habit." I admitted with a smirk, not bothering to hide it as my gaze dipped lower. I stopped propping my head up, settling on the pillow and then my hand, caressing her shoulder, moved down to settle on her waist as I pulled her closer to me. "But can you blame me? You’re the one spreading them like an invitation."

"I-I’m not!" She protested, her knee brushing against my thigh as if her body was betraying her words. Her hand shot out to grab my wrist, but instead of pulling it away, she held it there, guiding my hand to slide further to her back, embracing her.

"Ugh, you’re impossible. Fine, maybe I am a little... curious. About what you’d do if I let you."

I leaned in closer, my lips brushing her ear as I whispered, "Curious, huh? Should I satisfy that curiosity?”

Hanabi pouted again before saying, “No... I can already imagine what you will do, babe. But surprise first, remember?"

This girl. Somehow, it felt like we were playing a tug of war. But instead of being against each other, we were on the same side, fighting both our desires.

“Fine, let’s focus on that surprise first.”

“Good. Hehe.” Once again, her goofy smile returned as she scooted closer, pressing her body to me. Likewise, I tightened my arm around her back but just enough to fully enclose her within my embrace.

After staring at me for a good ten seconds, the girl started, “My surprise is this...”

She pulled out something from the small pocket of her dress and put it between our faces.

As I came to recognize what it was, she lowered it slightly, perhaps to check my reaction before saying, “This is a letter. From Matsuri. And before you ask me if I’ve told her about meeting you already. Nope. This is hidden in a book inside her room.”

A letter from Matsuri? This girl... then why did she take it?

“Is that addressed to me?”

“Un. That’s why I took it. Hehe. Don’t worry, I plan to return it after we read it together.”

Ah. As I expected, this was fun for her. But does she realize she’s risking the ire of her twin sister?

In any case, I also got curious. Whether it was written before or after we separated, I had no idea. But considering she still kept it to this day, either forgotten or otherwise, it might’ve contained things that she wanted to say to me.

“You goofball. It’s her letter for me but you want us to read together?”

“Why not? I want to know what she thinks about you, babe. Maybe she’s still in love with you?”

“How can you know that? There’s not even a date on that letter.”

“Well, that’s not important, is it?” With another goofy grin, the girl started gesturing for me to take and open it.

“It is important. I told you, we parted on good terms. Because I was an idiot back then who could not stop stealing girls to satisfy my desire, she couldn’t stay with me. If anything, she deserved to move on, don’t you think so?”

“But she didn’t move on. You know that, Ruki. I mean, babe. She broke up with that guy and never had a boyfriend again. Even now.”

Haa... I guess there’s no harm in taking a look at what she’d written? It’s also to satisfy this goofball.

“Got it, let’s read it together but promise me something first.”

“Un. What is it?”

“That you’ll return this letter and not mention us reading it.”

“I promise!” She exclaimed in a bright, cheerful voice.

I raised an eyebrow, skeptical of her answer, “That doesn’t sound very convincing.”

“Eh... Babe, don’t you think you’re just too demanding?”

“So now, it’s my fault. Haa, fine. Just this once, I’ll look the other way from your mischief.”

“Hehe, this is why I like you, babe. I know you also can’t resist.”

“Yeah, right. But first... let me make this clear...”

Upon saying that, I pushed my head closer and whispered, “You’re mine now, babe. As much as I care for Matsuri, I also care about you now.”

And with that, the goofball once again turned into a tomato as steam rose from her head, “G-got it, babe. I... feel the same way.”