Chapter 165: First Kiss with a Liar

"Haa... J-Junior... It's really hot in here, isn't it...?"

Chinami exhaled a hot breath, her eyes completely unfocused.

Beads of cold sweat had formed across her face.

Her half-dried bangs clung tightly to her forehead, giving her an uncharacteristically alluring look.

Perhaps it was because her cheeks were flushed so brightly.

"I told you it was going to get hot."

"You... did... Ahem..."

Trailing off, Chinami couldn't keep her hips still.

She shifted restlessly back and forth, unbothered by the presence of my hand—proof of just how aroused she was.

As I sat cross-legged beside her waist, her hand was currently clutching my big toe.

She didn't seem to realize it, though. Just like a comfort doll someone instinctively hugs before drifting off to sleep, she had grabbed hold of it purely on instinct.

A smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth at her cute behavior, and I began openly tracing along her panty line.

Running my fingers over her plump, oil-slicked mound...

"Nngh...!"

I watched Chinami tightly purse her lower lip, then slipped my fingers further down to brush against her labia...

Then, right as she startled and looked up at me in bewilderment, I pressed the tip of my middle finger firmly into that plump spot.

"Mya...!?"

Chinami let out a gasp as her hips jerked upward.

She seemed genuinely puzzled by what her own body was doing.

Feeling the warm heat radiating against the finger pressing into her intimates, I offered a gentle smile and drew my hand away.

"Are you okay?"

"Huu... Haa... Ye-es...?"

She was completely out of it.

She kept licking her lips, her grip tightening firmly around my toe; if I left her like this, she looked as though she would fret in misery, clueless about how to relieve her own lust.

Of course, I didn't think she was actually that naive, but that was what it looked like.

"Let's change positions."

"Eh...? S-Should I... lie on my stomach... again...?"

"No. I'll move you. But before that, could you let go of my foot?"

"Ye-es...?"

"The hand holding my toe."

At my words, Chinami looked down at my leg and flinched.

"W-Why am I holding your toe, Junior..."

"It happens. It's fine."

"Ah, right... I'm sorry..."

Once Chinami gave a sheepish reply and released her grip, I lay down flat beside her.

While she tilted her head in confusion, I took hold of her waist and pulled her up onto my body.

Her front pressed entirely against mine, with only a single oil-soaked towel between us.

Startled by the sudden intimacy, Chinami squirmed and tried to pull away from me.

"Myaa...? J-Junior..."

But when I patted her rear, she quickly ceased her struggling and blinked her wide eyes.

Her expression was still filled with sheer bewilderment.

Feeling the soft pressure of Chinami's breasts against my chest, I spoke.

"It's a massage. Relax."

"...T-That's not a massage..."

Sometimes Chinami seemed completely innocent, but she always knew what was really happening.

Instead of answering, I wrapped my arms under her buttocks and hitched her slightly higher.

Chinami's face was now right beneath my chin.

Was it too embarrassing to look at me from this close, in a position like this?

Chinami squeezed her eyes shut.

Without a word, I softly kneaded her hips and bottom, stoking her subsiding arousal back to life.

"Nngh..."

Before long, Chinami let out a languid breath, melting into my touch.

I could feel tension gradually building in her legs, draped loosely along both sides of my waist.

"Ah...! Ah!"

Every time I slyly teased her labia like before, her body twitched and she let out adorable whimpers...

At this point, we were far beyond the bounds of a massage... Chinami had to know that too, right?

She didn't show it on the surface, but she had definitely caught on.

"Uuugh..."

Drowning in pleasure once again, Chinami slipped her arms beneath my armpits and held me in a tight embrace.

She buried her face deep into my chest, panting for breath while squirming against me.

The friction against my lower body sent intense waves of stimulation straight to my groin.

'Hmm...'

Taking a good look at the dazed Chinami, I decided to take things a step further.

As I lightly drummed my fingers up the backs of her thighs and over her rear like playing piano keys...

"Eh...!"

Chinami's head shook wildly from side to side.

Seizing the moment, I pulled her panties aside.

Then, with the very tip of my finger, I lightly—ever so lightly—brushed against her exposed folds.

"Ah!?"

Chinami's head snapped up.

Allowing someone else's hand on her bare skin there for the first time was clearly an unfamiliar sensation for her.

I reached for the steamed towel beside us and gently wiped the oil smeared over her face.

With my other hand, I nonchalantly continued caressing her supple, firm skin.

I repeatedly curled and flexed my fingers, teasing the entrance as if about to slip inside, before gently pressing against the outer folds...

As I continued openly caressing her like that...

"Hwek...! Haa..."

The apprehension on Chinami's face gradually melted into sheer pleasure.

The reason she remained so compliant despite how far I went had to be her trust in me.

Sure, she was partly yielding because it felt good, but more than anything, she had complete faith in me and relied on me.

"Myaaang...!"

As I explored between her legs, she let out a characteristically cute moan, and I paused when a viscous slickness coated my fingers.

Her juices were leaking out, thick and slick.

She hadn't gushed like last time, but she seemed to be feeling it far more intensely now.

It felt as though I could slide straight in without any resistance.

Deciding the moment was near, I neatly rearranged her panties and gently stroked the small of her back.

"Master. Are you okay?"

"I-I don't know...!"

She snapped back at me in a huff.

She clearly resented me for asking such a teasing question when I already knew the answer.

I patted her back like soothing a child, then gently guided her off me.

Supporting her limp body as she drifted to the side, I settled between her legs once she lay flat on her back and pulled off my damp T-shirt.

"Hyaaa...?"

Startled by my sudden action, Chinami covered her face with both hands.

That wasn't the part she needed to cover right now... Her bare skin was completely exposed.

The towel that had served as a barrier between us had already slipped off and was bunched up to the side.

After taking a moment to admire Chinami's glistening skin, I spoke.

"It got too hot. This is all right, isn't it?"

At that, Chinami parted her index and middle fingers slightly, peeking up at me through the gap as she replied.

"...Yes... You look cool..."

An unexpected compliment.

It seemed what she felt in the moment had slipped out unprompted.

Chuckling at her candid reaction, I brought Chinami's legs together and moved over her.

"Nhek...?"

As she let out a breathless gasp, I brought my lips inches from her face.

"Am I heavy?"

"...No..."

"Will you move your hands?"

"Nooo..."

Chinami shook her head side to side, keeping both hands firmly plastered over her face.

Her hands were small, but her face was just as petite in proportion, obscuring her features almost entirely.

Chuckling down at the bashful Chinami, I pressed my body against hers and began to slowly grind up and down.

Short, rapid breaths puffed continuously through Chinami's nose.

The sensation of my hardened cock rubbing against her lower belly and pubic mound must have felt strange to her.

"Junior..."

"..."

"Juniooor...!"

"I can't hear you very well."

"Liar...! You can hear me..."

"What was that?"

Was she frustrated by my playing dumb?

Chinami finally moved her hands away from her face.

She flinched at just how close I was, but quickly mustered a stern glare.

"J-Junior, you're a liar..."

"How so?"

"Y-You said you were giving me a massage... but you're just doing weird things..."

"Is that so?"

"Don't play dumb...! You..."

Tap.

"Yah..."

Chinami broke off with a muffled squeak, her eyes flying wide open.

I had pressed my lips softly against hers.

"Hmmmmmm..."

Caught off guard by the sudden kiss, Chinami mumbled incoherently, her eyes widening to twice their normal size.

She was so thoroughly stunned that I almost worried she might pass out.

Parting my lips from the utterly frozen Chinami, I offered a gentle apology.

"I'm sorry. Are you really mad?"

"...Eh...?"

"Are you mad?"

"...Ehhh...?"

"Hmm... Can I do it again?"

"...Ehhhhhh...?"

Her soul seemed to have completely left her body, judging by how she dragged out every word.

I smoothed Chinami's bangs aside, looking into her eyes with a deep gaze as I gave her fair warning.

"I'm going to do it again."

"...Ehhhhhhhhhh... Mmph...!"

As I kissed her again, she instinctively clamped her lips shut.

But only for a moment. When I brought my hand to the nape of her neck and stroked it gently, her fluttering eyelids closed, and her lips parted just a sliver.

"Uheeih... Uhiar... Uhiar...."

She was mumbling something in that state. Was she trying to say, 'Junior is a liar...'?

Her mind was so scrambled that she seemed to just be babbling whatever came out.

I wondered if Chinami would bite me like Miyuki did if I slipped my tongue in now.

Not that I was scared of that, but I didn't want to ruin the mood, so I chose to stick to soft kisses while waiting for the right moment.

'My sweet Chinami... This isn't exactly the most romantic setting, is it?'

'I'm sorry for just doing what I wanted instead of taking things one step at a time.'

'I'll make up for it by treating you wonderfully from now on.'