Jezebel | By : hillaz Category: +G to L > Hana-Kimi Views: 2060 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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This chapter starts during Volume One (Chapter 3), on page 88.
Chapter 2—Waiting Wolf
Sano sat on his bed, pondering the events of the day as his hair slowly dripped from his shower. Mizuki would stop at nothing to ensure that he would continue doing the high jump. How could she be so full of energy all of the time? Just thinking about her bouncing off the walls made him tired. Maybe I'm just tired because it's so late. He looked at his wrist to check the time. He saw nothing but bare skin, no watch in sight. He panicked, quickly going over the places he could have left it. He bolted up and sprinted to the bathroom, banging the door open.
"Sorry Ashiya, but can you…" He stopped in mid-sentence, mentally smacking himself for forgetting the biggest secret he had ever learned. He felt a stirring in his pants as he looked on at the scene before him—his unclothed female roommate soaked from the shower. Steam rose around her, embracing her in a way the teenager wished that he could. He felt as if he was peeping at an onsen, instead of accidentally walking in on his roommate. "Uh…" Sano snapped himself out of his stupor, reminding himself that he just came for his watch, not a peep show. "Hand me my watch…? It's not waterproof."
Mizuki, with one hand clutched to her chest in a poor attempt to hide her pert breasts, handed the watch to Sano without turning around. "Here."
"Thanks," Sano said awkwardly, leaving the room. He leaned against the door, blushing at his mistake and the fact that it turned him on so much. "I can't believe I forgot…Mizuki…is a girl. Why…," he groaned, "didn't she at least shut the shower curtain? Don't they do that in America?" He pushed himself off the door and sat on his bed. She's so careless sometimes, he thought, mussing his hair. Aloud he admitted, "But somehow…I can't stay mad at her." He covered his mouth with his palm as he said it, hoping to smother his embarrassment.
No matter how hard he tried, Sano simply could not get the image of Mizuki's exposed body out of his mind. The water had run down her soft curves, highlighting her femininity. And for a single, beautiful moment, when she first turned around to see him, he had caught a glimpse of her perky breast and pink nipple. And for a split second, not even that long, he could have sworn he had seen her primly trimmed pubic hair. The boy flopped onto his back and groaned, his hand gradually trailing down to his problem area.
Sano palmed his erection through his sweatpants, pretending it was Mizuki's dainty hand instead of his large, calloused one. Really, she should have closed the curtain. I am a man after all. He slipped his hand beneath the waistband of his pants and boxers and pulled out his painfully hard member. He sucked in a breath, relieved to finally have some sort of friction. The high jumper circled the tip of his shaft and smeared the gathering pre-cum with his thumb. Slowly he brought his fist down, and then up again, imagining it was Mizuki's warmth he was thrusting into instead.
Sighing, Sano reached a hand into his drawer to produce a scarcely used bottle of lotion. He rubbed the slippery substance between his palms, and using two hands, slowly lathered his member. From the blackness of his closed eyes emerged a naked Mizuki, mouth open and watering for him. She put her mouth around his tip for a tortuous moment before popping him back out of her lips. She traced the vein with her tongue, making sure he was completely covered in saliva before swallowing him again. With a small mewl, Mizuki bobbed her head up and down, using her hand to massage what would not fit in her mouth.
Sano bucked his hips and reached for the girl's hair, pushing her further onto his cock. Mizuki closed her eyes, opening her mouth wider. As he pushed her down, she held her breath, praying he wouldn't hit her gag reflex. His hands held her there for a minute before she broke free for air. She sucked in a few breaths before going back for more; she was determined to make her roommate cum. She kept one hand on the base of his erection while the other trailed up and down his side, scratching, not to hurt, but just enough to run chills down his spine. "Mizuki," Sano panted. "Keep your mouth there!" The teenager thrust into her mouth a few times before releasing his cum in short bursts. Mizuki swallowed every drop and continued to lick and suck his deflating shaft. He put his hand on her head gently. "Please stop. I can't cum anymore." The girl smiled up at him, sensuously licking her lips.
The high jumper opened his eyes, the lovely apparition dissipating, leaving only the lonesome truth that it had not been Mizuki's skillful mouth, but simply his hand. Barely able to stand, Sano made his way to his closet to retrieve a towel to clean himself. He hid the dirty towel under a pile of shirts and quickly made it back to his bed. Not even a minute later, Mizuki opened the bathroom door, drying her hair with a towel nonchalantly as she walked to her bed. She climbed up the ladder and, in a desperate attempt to rectify the embarrassing situation, asked Sano, "Was your watch alright?"
Sano, with a book covering his still flushed face, responded, "Yeah, I guess." The tension could be sliced with a butter knife.
No more words were exchanged the entire night. Mizuki, the sheep lying calmly in her bed, worried herself over what exactly Sano had seen. Sano, the barely restrained wolf lying below, chastised himself for his filthy mind. Neither student got a single wink of good sleep. For the next few days, all Sano could see when he looked at Mizuki was her naked body, willing to please him in any way. Mizuki had no clue as to why her roommate froze and got a strange look in his eye whenever she walked in the room, but she was not conscious enough to think for even a second that it could be because of her. And so they continued on, dancing a number that neither knew the steps to.
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