Stealing Spree

Chapter 2918: Should I reciprocate?

After getting a drink from the nearest vending machine, I returned to the Archery Club storage room to find Yumika sitting on one of the closed crates inside.

Before I left, I had already helped her fix her uniform back. After all, I couldn’t just leave her behind half naked after giving me superb service. In any case, her image in my head remained that alluring senior who was willing to strip tease just to get me turned on. No matter how many times I replayed it in my head, it would still evoke a reaction from me.

Anyway, Suzuki Yumika appeared to be in a daze that it took her a few seconds before looking up at me. Most likely, she had also been replaying everything that happened. The crimson bloom on her face remained, and as she looked at me, her eyes flickered with a mixture of lingering desire and the bold honesty that defined her character.

”You really ran to get a drink for me...” She murmured, her lips curving up with a satisfied smile.

She took the bottle from me and pressed it to her face, using the coldness to diffuse the lingering heat.

”Of course, senpai. After doing all that for me, I’d be a bastard not to take care of you.” I sat down next to her, grabbed the bottle again to twist the cap before handing it back to her.

Suzuki Yumika sheepishly bit her lips before nudging me lightly, ”Yeah, right. I did all that for you, pervert junior. How did I not even feel embarrassed?”

”Why ask me, senpai? You know the answer to it. Don’t say I didn’t warn you enough.”

”Hmph. I know. It’s my curiosity. You’ve given me enough warnings and I still ended up doing that for you. To think I would do that before having my first kiss...” As though she just happened to have that sudden realization, her free hand covered her flustered face as all the embarrassment she was holding back finally caught up to her.

Then, to cool off, she finally took a sip of the drink. After gulping down a few mouthfuls, she glared at me.

However, the competitive fire that had driven her to ’win’ the encounter had simmered down, leaving behind something softer and more genuine.

”You’re right. I should’ve kissed you first.” I nodded as I watched her reactions closely.

I could’ve really done that first, but she didn’t give me a chance, right? She was so focused on turning me on that once she succeeded, she immediately dropped to her knees.

Of course, I could’ve picked her up but I got so indulged in finding out how she’s going to act. So, in the end, it’s really my fault. I should make it up to her. That’s just logical.

”Y-you. What are you saying all of a sudden?! Kiss is... more intimate! Isn’t it?” Suzuki Yumika stuttered as her composure fractured. She even nearly choked on her drink.

A moment later, she looked away as the red hue on her cheeks deepened to a shade of plum. ”I just handled your... that thing... but a kiss is different. It’s a different kind of score. More intimate.”

I chuckled, shifting my body toward her. The storage room felt quieter now, the heavy sexual tension shifting into something warmer and more tender.

”Is it different? Isn’t sucking my cock more intimate?”

”It is not! It... it is my curiosity driving me on!”

She hit my shoulder and drank a mouthful again as if drowning herself in that drink could wash away the heat on her face.

Too bad for her, I wasn’t one to back away. Not when her reaction was this amusing.

”But it is intimate for me, senpai.”

”Onoda-kun, do you want to kiss me? Is that it?”

”Heh... Now you’re passing it to me. But I will be lying if I say no. Those lips... I can’t just let my cock enjoy them, right?”

”Y-you pervert! No kiss. If I kiss you. How will I stop?!” Suzuki Yumika blurted out as she faced me.

Sure enough, her bold honesty was something. Her thoughts were laid bare.

She didn’t know how she would stop, huh? I guess I can reserve that for next time.

After holding her gaze for a few seconds, my lips stretched thin before I seductively whispered, ”Then, should I have reciprocated instead? It’s unfair for you, senpai. I mean, tell me, how does it feel down there for you? Moist?”

Suzuki Yumika froze, and the water bottle in her hand was almost crushed.

Her eyes slowly drifted downward, alternating between our laps. She rubbed her legs together instinctively.

At this point, the competitive spark was gone, replaced by a wide-eyed realization that she had spent the entire encounter focusing on my pleasure without once considering her own state of arousal.

”I... I didn’t think about it,” She whispered, her voice barely audible.

As if to answer for her, a soft, wet sound echoed in the small space.

Yumika jumped slightly, her legs tightening together. The friction of her thighs against her underwear only served to highlight the slickness that had accumulated between them.

She pressed a hand down there, her expression shifting from confusion to a sudden, intense longing. The heat she had worked so hard to build in me had mirrored itself in her own body, leaving her trembling and needy.

”Can I check? I’m also curious, you know?” I grabbed her hand and whispered close to her ear.

Yumika’s body shivered slightly as her gaze returned to me. Most likely, she was trying to see if I was serious about it.

Upon ascertaining that I was, she let out a shaky exhale and slowly shifted her hips, opening her legs just enough to invite me in.

The proud senior, the disciplined archer who demanded perfection, and the bold girl who didn’t hesitate to give me a head, was now trembling under the prospect of being touched and licked back.

”Go ahead,” She replied without even trying to mask the rush of excitement on her face. ”Check if... if I’m as ’perfect’ as you think I am.”

If someone she knew heard her, she’d probably think she was someone else. After all, Suzuki Yumika would probably not say something like this before this day.

”Are you sure, senpai?” I teasingly asked, though my hand was already moving. ”Once I start checking, I might not stop until I’ve graded every single part of you.”

Yumika only flinched slightly before letting out a haughty hum as if daring me to see if I would really go through it.

”As if you could find a flaw in my form. Just... hurry up.”

Since she was even sounding a little impatient, I didn’t waste any more time. My hand shamelessly landed on her lap before my fingers slowly slipped between her thighs.

To build up her anticipation, my naughty hand focused on her inner thigh first, rubbing it gently while I intently watched how her body reacted to the sensation.

Yumika let out a sharp, hitching gasp, her back arching as my fingertips grazed the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. She tried to maintain that proud yet very expectant expression, but her breathing had become a series of shallow rasps.

Even without saying it directly, she was already looking forward to what I was about to do.

”You’re... you’re taking too long, Onoda-kun,” she whimpered, her voice losing its edge and becoming soft, almost pleading.

I couldn’t help but chuckle before saying, ”Impatient, senpai?”

”I’m not!”

”Sure. I believe you.”

”Ugh. Are you just going to tease me or what?” Suzuki Yumika rolled her eyes, though the effect was ruined by the way her hips were instinctively tilting toward my hand. She was trying so hard to maintain the facade of the superior senior, but her body was betraying her with every shuddering breath.

”You’re just so adorable not to tease, senpai,” I replied. And before she could even mount a protest, I slid my hand further upward, slipping underneath her skirt.

The moment she sensed my fingers gently pressed against her sacred place, her legs closed instinctively, trapping my hand in a warm, tight embrace.

Her eyes and mouth closed on their own, looking like she was doing her best not to make a sound.

Alas, the fabric of her underwear was already soaked through, clinging to her skin and telegraphing the tender and wet heat of her desire.

”You’re quite sensitive, senpai. I’m just starting. I’m still far from using my mouth as you did to me. Say, does this mean you want me to stop or...?” I leaned close to her ear, saying those words slowly while nibbling her ear.