Stealing Spree

Chapter 2950: Can’t waste time on talking

"Wow, seriously? Now I have something to look forward to."

"Stop acting, idiot Ruki. I’m serious. You’re already good enough for high school-level tennis. If you polish your control a bit, you’ll be able to rank high in a district-level tournament." She paused for a moment to look up at me. "But knowing you, it’ll just be a hobby, right? You have other sports you also practice. Boxing, kendo... and what else?"

"Well, only those three and I don’t practice kendo much. I only learn it for..."

... subduing my fierce Otoha. I left that hanging.

Still, Fuyu understood what I meant. And since she still didn’t want me actively telling her about the other girls, I would respect her choice. But these days, she probably already met most of those in their school. Yae and the other girls often came to hang out with them. Together, it was like they were creating an impenetrable shield around them, preventing any flies from buzzing around.

"I get it. Everything you learn is for a girl, you playboy. There’s no cure for you," Fuyu sighed.

Sensing her mood, I couldn’t help but pull her even closer. Then, after exchanging signals with Akane and Eimi, I dragged her towards the same alley I used to hide from the crowd.

"You... What about walking us to the gates? What are you doing?"

"Well, someone is still sulking and I only know one way to appease her."

I should really appease her before leaving. Otherwise, I would feel restless knowing she’d be sulking for the rest of the day. It would also be better to clear her thoughts before Futaba confessed everything to them.

Anyway, Futaba’s boyfriend seemed determined to continue his act of oblivious chivalry, I didn’t feel the need to be overly cautious for now. With Akane and the other girls around her, that girl wouldn’t be in any trouble today unless that guy confronted her.

As soon as we stepped into the narrow gap between two brick buildings, away from the prying eyes of the student crowd, I didn’t waste a second. I pressed Fuyu against the wall, my body shielding her from the street.

The sudden shift from the breezy morning air to the enclosed heat of the alleyway made her flustered right away.

"Ruki! Someone could actually see us!" She lightly hit my chest but not enough to push me away. In fact, her hands eventually gripped my shirt with a mix of hesitation and longing.

"Let them look. You told me to reflect on my actions, right? Well, I’ve decided that the only way to truly apologize is to make sure you’re not thinking about anything else for the rest of the day." I pinched her chin and dropped a peck on her pouty lips.

Fuyu’s eyes widened for a split second before they fluttered shut. The protest she had been preparing died in her throat as I captured her lips with mine.

More than a gentle apology, I was claiming her. The tension that had been simmering between us since the train ride finally boiled over, and she responded with eagerness, pouring all her grievances out to me.

Her arms gradually wound around my neck, pulling me closer until her bountiful chest squeezed tightly between us. Her tongue tangled with mine as she deepened our connection.

At this moment, Fuyu was also staking her claim. It’s like she was telling me not to forget about her just because Futaba had given herself to me.

Of course, she probably wanted to scold me more. However, after confessing her feelings for me, all those times she reprimanded me for Akane’s sake kept weighing her down. She wanted to make up for it.

Mhm. This is why I also can’t help but fall in love with her. She’s just that sweet and thoughtful.

As my hand drifted downward to the curve of her hip, Fuyu let out a shaky moan as she trembled. Not from fear, but from delight and a little bit of excitement.

After all, we were playing a dangerous game, perched on the edge of public visibility. And that risk only served to heighten the electricity coursing through us.

"R-ruki..." Fuyu called out as our lips separated.

"Hmm?"

"... This isn’t enough. I’m still not forgiving you." Her voice was thick with desire as she arched her back, pressing her chest more firmly against mine, effectively trapping any air between us.

This girl... Don’t tell me she has also grown bolder? She won’t ask me to bring her to a more secluded spot to do something more intimate, right?

This is Fuyu, after all. If anything, she’ll probably like it more if we’re in a more private setting. At least there, she can fully unleash her longing and affection for me. However, she wants to compete with Akane. She naturally wants to prove that she can be the most demanding and the most satisfied.

"Then tell me how to make it up to you. I’m a fast learner, and you’re the coach, remember?"

Fuyu looked to our left and right then back at me, her eyes shimmering with complex emotions. "H-how long do we have?"

"Well, only a few minutes. They’ll probably wait for us at the gate."

Somehow, the anticipation within me was also rising. She wouldn’t ask that if she just wanted more kisses, right?

Hearing that, a small, determined smirk touched her lips.

Without another word, she grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me deeper into the shadows of the alley. After finding the familiar corner that I previously used with the other girls, she spun around and pressed me firmly against the wall.

This role reversal was sudden and intoxicating. I guess she’s now taking full control of this situation as my ’coach’.

But what kind of lesson will she impart on me?

"If we only have a few minutes... then we can’t waste them on talking. " Fuyu whispered, her tone becoming more seductive.

But looking at her current expression, her desire and embarrassment were locked in a fierce battle. She looked like she wanted to devour me and run away at the same time.

That crimson flush on her cheeks intensified as she reached down, her movements urgent yet trembling.

When her hand made contact with the zipper of my pants, the girl squatted down while her gaze remained locked on mine.

Yeah. Should I stop her? But then again, rejecting her might actually be a crime given the look of pure, desperate longing in her eyes.

"Fuyu, don’t force yourself, alright? You know I love you. Proving it like this isn’t necessary."

I held the words ’we can wait until you visit our house again’. I really want to cherish this girl but the thing with Futaba seemed to stimulate her competitiveness.

Fuyu gave a small, stubborn shake of her head. "I’m the coach here, remember? Now just... stay still."

Asserting her position, huh? But this isn’t tennis, is it?

Ah... Better not talk too much and let her have her way.

I let out a soft exhale as Fuyu’s focus shifted entirely to the task at hand. The contrast was striking. The distant, muffled roar of students chatting and laughing just outside the alleyway and the intense, private silence of this narrow gap.

As she worked the zipper down, Fuyu’s breathing became ragged. Even with little experience, she easily pulled my cock out of my pants -- although the way she tugged it got it stuck for a bit.

She let out a cute flustered noise as her face turned an even deeper shade of crimson when she struggled to free it.

Then, when it finally popped out, she blinked, staring at it for a moment as the tip firmly pressed against her lips.

The suddenness of the release made her jump slightly, but the girl stubbornly held on. She looked up at me with tenderness before shifting her gaze back at it.

As her eyes fluttered closed, she puckered her lips slightly, kissing the head of my cock gently. Then, with a determined hum, she gradually parted her lips open, sliding her mouth over me.

Watching her like this, a warm and pleasurable sensation filled my chest.

Who wouldn’t be mesmerized by this sight? Ugh. I truly have to take care of her better. No. Not just better. I want to spoil her more.