Stealing Spree

Chapter 2951: Keep loving me more *

Fuyu’s approach was earnest and still a little inexperienced but it was characterized by her clumsy enthusiasm that made the experience feel raw and authentic for me.

The way she stuffed her mouth with my cock was simply glorifying. She wasn’t trying to perform but simply trying her hardest to please the person she loves.

Each tentative slide of her lips and the soft, wet sounds echoing in the narrow alleyway sent a jolt of electricity through my spine. And I couldn’t get enough of this sight.

Looking up at me through her lashes, her eyes shimmered with both pride and sheer embarrassment, as if to ask if her ‘coaching’ was meeting my standards.

What can I say? It’s more than that.

Furthermore, the risk of discovery added a layer of intensity that felt almost suffocating.

Every distant shout or the sound of a passing group of students made Fuyu stiffen for a second. She switched from gripping my thighs to hugging my waist as the danger seemed to fuel her.

She took in more of me, enough to almost hit the walls of her throat. Then, her tongue danced around the head of my cock, experimenting with the pressure and speed.

Like this, the warmth of her mouth gradually became an intoxicating contrast to the cool morning breeze that still lingered at the alley’s entrance.

Seeing her efforts, I couldn’t stay passive for long.

I reached down and threaded my fingers through her hair, gently guiding her rhythm.

A flicker of surprise and surrender flashed in her eyes as she kept her gaze on me. Then, a soft, muffled moan escaped her as she let my hand direct her movements. Slowly, she became more confident as she realized how much she was affecting me.

The way she looked at me, with that stubborn yet vulnerable expression, made me want to pull her into a kiss and tell her she was doing a wonderful job, but the heat of the moment demanded a different kind of communication.

My hips moved, letting the friction of her lips and the rhythmic pressure of her tongue push me toward the edge far faster than I had anticipated.

Why wait and hold back, right? For this girl, there’s no reason to prolong it and showing how much I love what she’s doing can bring her more satisfaction.

Upon sensing the shift in my breathing, Fuyu intensified her efforts, her eyes widening as she realized how close I was to breaking. She bobbed her head with a fierce determination, as if making me come undone was the only thing that mattered.

Like how she would always push through in attempting to get a Service Ace, Fuyu applied all the techniques on me.

She would hold my cock at the deepest she could go and suck it tenderly. Then, she would pull it out and use her lips and tongue, kissing and licking all over as she teased my sensitive spots.

As the tension peaked, I tightened my grip on her hair as an unbearable moan escaped my lips. And Fuyu immediately slipped my cock back into her mouth, ready to receive everything from me.

Without closing her eyes, Fuyu clasped her lips tightly as my hips strongly quivered while my cock pulsed intensely.

“Fuyu... I’m cumming!” I called out to her as the sensation overwhelmed me.

With one last push, the dam broke and the first shot sprayed into the walls of her throat. Fuyu didn’t flinch but she pulled her head back slightly to welcome the second one with her tongue, swallowing every drop with a focused intensity that felt almost competitive. As the contractions slowed and the haze of pleasure began to clear, she finally pulled away with a wet, popping sound, a thin trail of silver connecting her lips to me for a brief second.

Watching her from above, I saw Fuyu blink several times, her eyes hazy and glazed with a mixture of exhaustion and triumph. She looked like a cat that had finally caught its prey, though her face was still flushed a deep, burning red.

The girl rested her forehead against my thigh with my still-throbbing cock pressed against her cheek for a few seconds as she tried to catch her breath.

Once she gathered herself a bit, Fuyu looked up and whispered, "Did... did that count as a lesson?"

I chuckled as I gently ruffled her hair. "Mhm. If that was the introductory course, I think I’ll get so immersed and become a top student. You’re a terrifying coach, Fuyu."

Upon hearing my answer, Fuyu scoffed lightly before bursting into a peal of laughter. "As always, you’re a pervert."

"This pervert loves you though."

"I know... So, keep loving me more. Make it so that our being tolerant of you is actually worth something," Fuyu whispered, her voice returning to that habitual blend of bossiness and affection.

She stood up and began meticulously adjusting my clothes, her fingers trembling slightly as she zipped me back up, hiding the evidence of our brief detour.

After that, I reached for her bag to get her tumbler. I pulled the lid and helped her drink some to rinse the taste of my release from her mouth. She drank it all in one go, her cheeks puffing out like a hamster’s, before wiping her lips with the back of her hand.

Caressing her cheek, I pulled her back for one more quick, chaste kiss before we stepped out of the shadows and back into the daylight.

Just as we expected, Akane and the others waited at the gate. Except for Eri and the two boys, the three girls all looked at us with knowing smiles and complex expressions.

"Where did you two go?" Akane probed, even though she already knew why we were delayed.

"Well, Fuyu got a little light-headed. I let her rest a bit in that alley. I should’ve messaged you." I played along, keeping my face neutral.

Fuyu didn’t correct me. Instead, she pinched my side lightly before walking next to Akane. Her face was still slightly flushed. Even her lips looked moist and swollen, but if someone just looked at her briefly, it wouldn’t feel like she had just done something far more intimate than resting in an alley.

"Geez, husband. You make us worry. Next time, send me a message, okay?"

"Got it, wife." My lips curved up before patting Akane’s head.

Then, my gaze swept over the others.

Eimi was pouting slightly. I guess I’ll have to pamper her too.

Futaba stood steadily. Her eyes rippled slightly but her expression remained neutral, just like how it was before.

Eri was just curious. Her eyes sparkled with mischief but instead of asking, she just grinned at me as though hinting that she knew more than I’d let on.

As for the two boys... well, who cares about them? What’s important is... There wasn’t any ripple of suspicion in Futaba’s boyfriend’s eyes. In fact, it felt like I had just gotten crossed off his list of suspects.

Poor guy. He got so shocked and distracted last night that he forgot to confirm the identity of the guy her girlfriend was riding.

After a few more pleasantries and sneaky pampering, I waved them all goodbye as I watched them enter their school gates.

I didn’t turn around until they were out of sight.

—

A few minutes later, I went back to the train station, not to catch a ride but to pick up Yae. Since she didn’t stay the night over last week, her longing for me was already reaching a critical point.

When I saw her waiting just outside the ticket gate, she didn’t even let me admire her appearance or wait for me to speak before she tackled me, her arms winding around my neck.

The other students who were rushing out either frowned or rolled their eyes.

Of course, most of the envious gazes were directed at me. Although the possibility of being recognized was there, Yae and I didn’t care about it much.

Anyway, as I wrapped my arms around her waist, the girl buried her face in my shoulder before inhaling deeply, as if confirming my presence after a long absence. She was like a needy kitten, clinging to me tightly. If she had the strength, she could probably knock the wind out of my lungs.

"I missed you, sweetie. Can you skip the first period with me?"

Before I could answer her, another voice came from our side.

“Onoda-kun and... Fujimura-san?”

I glanced to that side and found Ohori-senpai, staring at us with confusion swirling within her eyes.