Stealing Spree

Chapter 2891: Are you curious?

”How can that be? I’m being sincere, senpai.” I promptly replied, my voice laced with slight grievance.

”Hmph. I can tell. I’m not... so innocent as not to know when a guy is teasing me, Onoda-kun.” Suzuki Yumika lifted her chin slightly, attempting to regain some semblance of dignity. ”You know all along but here you are, trying to make me admit it myself.”

Hearing her response, I couldn’t help but chuckle. ”And that is why I’m apologizing, senpai. I just thought it’d be amusing. But I must say, that’s quite an interesting reaction.”

“Ugh!” Suzuki Yumika groaned and immediately covered her flustered expression. Her embarrassment, even if she was aware of it now, couldn’t be shaken off easily.

I watched the girl squirm in her seat as she rubbed her legs together. A few seconds later, she exhaled as if she had already resigned to her fate.

”Y-you win. I was peeking... But you can’t blame me, Onoda-kun. I never thought I’d see something like that.”

Her hands gradually slid down, just enough for her eyes to meet my gaze again. However, she failed to hold my gaze for even a few seconds. She was currently too embarrassed.

”Right. I can’t blame senpai. It’s my fault. I should’ve put up a sign outside that says ’Do Not Disturb. Serious Couple Activity Inside.’” I chuckled as her fingers dug into her cheeks, muffling another frustrated groan.

After inhaling sharply, I heard her whisper, ”Seriously... it’s quite amazing.”

I pretended not to hear that, suppressing my amused expression as I tilted my head, ”Hmm? What did you say, senpai?”

Amazing, huh? Even if she didn’t see much from that angle? I guess her imagination was quite wild. And clearly, seeing my backside and how I move my hips obscenely as I made love with Hana was enough for her.

”Nothing. Just. Never mind.”

Suzuki Yumika’s fingers twitched against her flushed cheeks as her eyes flickered between defiance and something far more vulnerable. Desire.

Yeah. As someone who had been obsessed with satisfying my desire, I would never miss it even if it was shown as a subtle fluctuation in her current state. Beneath her embarrassment lies the growing desire.

Let’s see. Since she’s accusing me of teasing her, let’s tune it up slightly.

”No. I think I heard you say, ’it’s amazing’” I teasingly replied.

”So, you did hear it!” Suzuki Yumika’s voice cracked as she clenched her fists on her lap, ”Onoda-kun, you’re such a...”

She didn’t finish her words there. Possibly, she couldn’t find the right term.

“Senpai, you’re losing composure in front of a junior.” I continued, not relenting in lacing my words with playful teasing.

Suzuki Yumika bit her lower lip which I found a little seductive. Then, her gaze at me became filled with grievance, ”How can I not if the junior is as audacious as you, Onoda-kun?”

The girl rubbed her legs again, this time more noticeably. Moreover, her breathing grew uneven as she glanced at the door where Hana slept, then back at me with an odd mixture of hesitation and hunger.

This girl... I don’t know if she’s just influenced by what she witnessed or if she’s actually enjoying this verbal sparring. Either way, I can’t deny that seeing her flustered like this is quite entertaining. It reminds me of the times I used to keep teasing Satsuki or Izumi. But unlike them, who would rather close their mouths than admit anything, Suzuki Yumika was oddly honest.

”Eh? How am I audacious, senpai? Haven’t I shown you nothing but proper respect?” I replied, feigning innocence while deliberately shifting my knees forward until they brushed against hers.

The contact made her jerk back as if electrified. The chair legs screeched against the floor again.

Suzuki Yumika’s gaze dropped to my crotch again before hurriedly snapping back up, her throat bobbing as she swallowed hard.

At the same time, the friction of her thighs increased subtly as if there was something itchy she was attempting to scratch through the motion.

”Y-you’re right.” She eventually said but the way her eyelashes fluttered belied her forced composure. Her fingers crept upward to adjust her collar, though there was nothing wrong with it. ”Of course. You’re perfectly... respectful.”

”There you go. I’m glad we’re on the same page, senpai.”

My lips stretched into a grin before shifting back for her peace of mind. ”But senpai, now that you’ve seen something so private... wouldn’t you say you owe me a secret in return?”

”A secret?!” Suzuki Yumika was alarmed. But perhaps remembering how she had been caught red-handed, she sighed in resignation and rubbed her forehead. ”Fine. What do you want to know?”

I crossed my arms, emitting a thoughtful hum while observing how Suzuki Yumika’s posture stiffened with her shoulders tensing like drawn bowstrings. ”Let’s see... How about we start simple? Tell me exactly how much you’ve seen, senpai.”

Suzuki Yumika sucked in her breath as she crossed her arms as well, her gaze darting to the ceiling before landing back on me with reluctant honesty. ”Enough to know... you’re very gentle... Far from what my friends said.”

”Gentle? Oh... Has senpai not seen something like that before?”

Suzuki Yumika’s fingers knotted in her lap as her glare returned. ”W-what kind of question is that?”

”Just confirming. If it’s uncomfortable, you don’t have to answer.” I raised my palms in mock surrender, watching her shoulders relax slightly before adding, ”Though I’ll admit I’m curious what senpai meant by saying ’it’s quite amazing’.”

Suzuki Yumika let out an involuntary sound when someone realizes they’ve walked straight into a verbal trap. Her fingers curled into the fabric of her skirt, knuckles whitening as she struggled between indignation and reluctant curiosity.

”I meant... the way you...” Her voice faltered, lips pressing into a thin line before she exhaled sharply through her nose. ”The way you moved. Like you were--”

She bit off the rest, shaking her head as if physically dislodging the memory. Of course, how could she forget that sight easily? She’d remember it for the rest of the day. And even after going home.

I leaned forward, elbows resting on my knees. ”Like I was what, senpai?”

Suzuki Yumika’s lips parted, then pressed together. From what I could see, she was picking her words carefully. Maybe not to sound so obscene?

”Like you were... savoring her,” She whispered at last, the words escaping like a confession pried from clenched teeth. Then, she shifted in her seat, crossing her legs restlessly. ”Every movement... is filled with care. Almost reverent.”

I hummed, watching the way her pulse fluttered through her expression. ”Interesting observation, senpai. Though I’m surprised you could tell from just watching my back.”

Her blush deepened, spreading down her neck. ”Y-your hands... your gestures... you didn’t just grab her. You traced everything. You’ve never asserted dominance, just let her feel every inch of you.”

Ah. So she’d seen enough to notice the details.

My fingers drummed against my thigh as I studied her. ”Senpai’s watching skills are impressive. Should I be flattered or concerned?”

At this point, her flustered expression couldn’t be redder anymore. Even that pair of ears now appeared succulent.

”Neither. Just... honest.” Her gaze flickered downward, evading my gaze but somehow she ended up focusing on my lower body again. But instead of jerking away again, she lingered. ”You didn’t rush. Even when she... when she.. came.”

She’s really detailing everything, huh? And here I thought I’d just tease her for a bit and drop the topic but listening to her was having an effect on me.

Like I want to see how much more honest she can be. The thought alone makes my pulse quicken.

Of course, considering Hana’s current state, I shouldn’t be gone for too long. That girl would wake up if she sensed me not by her side.

”That’s because she’s precious to me, senpai.” I honestly replied, watching how Suzuki Yumika flinched slightly as she met my gaze again.

Perhaps seeing the sincerity in my eyes, Suzuki Yumika seemed to relax slightly, ”You’re quite a romantic, Onoda-kun.”

I rubbed my nose and chuckled, ”I don’t dare claim to be one. But if that’s how senpai sees me, I’m flattered.”

Hearing that, another blush flared across Suzuki Yumika’s cheeks, lowering her gaze again.

I don’t know if she’s just evading my gaze or she’s fascinated by something else, but the way she’s staring at my lap makes me think she’s considering jumping into it.

”By the way, senpai. Are you curious?” I dropped a hand casually onto my crotch, pushing it up slightly against my pants, not enough to be obscene but just enough to emphasize the shape. ”About what you didn’t get to see?”

Suzuki Yumika’s eyes widened as she caught the movement perfectly. She swallowed audibly as if she was drinking the sight.

”W-what kind of question is that?” She blurted, but her gaze remained fixed at that part of me.

The contradiction was quite stimulating. Don’t tell me she’s not even going to try resisting the temptation?

Have I reached the point of being too seductive, I could catch a girl’s attention with just a glance and teasing words?

Wait... Isn’t that my modus operandi?

Ugh. What to do?

”A simple question that can be answered by yes or no, senpai.” With the stimulation, it didn’t take long for my cock to regain its full vitality, and with another push, it propped up nicely on my pants.