Chapter 254

"Are we finishing the movie...?"

Renka asked as I stepped out, having finished brushing my teeth. Nodding, I wordlessly pulled my T-shirt back off and lay down on the bed.

"..."

Renka stood by the bed, sorting the untouched Popcorn and snacks without even eating them. I watched her attempt to hide her awkwardness with such utterly useless actions, then spoke.

"Come over here."

Renka's eyes darted between the bathroom and the bed. She seemed to be debating whether she should take a shower or not.

"What are you doing? I said come here."

At my repeated emphasis, Renka finally hesitated before climbing onto the bed. Lying a little ways away from me with her hands neatly placed on her stomach, she began to watch the movie as it entered its second half.

She definitely wasn't following the plot. She hadn't been paying attention in the first place, and we hadn't bothered to pause it when she went to fetch the Popcorn.

Renka had to know. She had to know that the movie was just a means to escalate to deeper physical contact. I turned my head to look at her as she cast meaningless glances at the TV.

"President."

"What..."

"Isn't that cardigan uncomfortable to lie in?"

It was a roundabout way of telling her to take it off. Renka swallowed hard, but gave a negative answer.

"Not really."

"It should be uncomfortable."

"Not particularly..."

"Is that right?"

"Yeah."

"Do you really not get it, or are you just playing dumb?"

"Huh...? I have no idea what you're talking about..."

Judging by her stilted voice, she knew the hidden meaning of what I said perfectly well. Playing innocent after that... I needed to punish her. Scoffing at Renka's pathetic excuse, I straddled her in one swift motion. Then, I placed my hands on the lapels of the cardigan draped over her tense shoulders.

"W-wait...! I'll... I'll do it!"

"You can just stay still."

"I said I'll do it!"

"Do what?"

"Take it off...! Myself!"

Why did she keep saying things that turned me on? How was I supposed to hold back when she talked like that?

"How much of it?"

"What do you mean, 'how much'...! Stop having perverted thoughts! Why am I even with this lunatic..."

Grumbling under her breath, Renka slipped out of her cardigan, neatly folded it right in front of me, and set it on the floor by the bed. Then she began squirming, twisting her pelvis back and forth between my legs.

"N-now get off... We have to watch the movie..."

"Do you even remember what it's about?"

"Of course I do...! I was right in the middle of a good part, and then you..."

She was lying. If I asked her how the story unfolded, she would freeze up completely. Chuckling at Renka's ridiculous excuse, I shoved my face right up to hers. Then, I asked the startled woman in a low voice,

"It's fine now, right?"

"W-what is...?"

"We both brushed our teeth."

"..."

Renka clamped her mouth shut like a mute who has eaten honey. Taking her action as consent, I flashed a wicked expression.

"Why don't you try flipping us over again like earlier?"

"...Shut up... Don't mock me... I really hate you..."

"You hate me?"

"Yeah. I hate you so much..."

As she pouted and grumbled her complaints, I hooked one of my arms and legs around hers. Then, just as she had done earlier, I simply shifted my weight.

"Hya—!?"

Our positions reversed in a flash, and Renka's hands clamped down hard on my chest and shoulders. Suddenly finding herself straddling me and wobbling, she acted purely on instinct to catch her balance. While Renka steadied herself, I placed my hands on her rear and gave her a slight pull upward.

Slide.

Brushing past my pants, her legs slipped smoothly down on either side of my waist. It was a pose that looked exactly like a face-down sumata. I would definitely have to try this again later with Renka wearing stockings.

"Wait...! I'm still not..."

I shot a stern look at her as she tried to get off me, and said,

"You said the exact same thing earlier."

"Even then, I..."

Renka closed her mouth, swallowing the excuse she had been about to make. Our faces were incredibly close.

If either of us raised or lowered our head even a fraction, our lips would meet. Realizing this, Renka drew her lower lip inward, entirely unsure of what to do.

She seemed to want to have all sorts of physical contact with me, but didn't want to make the first move herself. It looked just like a silent battle of wills.

I stroked her back from top to bottom, feeling the soft, fuzzy texture of her top, and let out a mocking chuckle.

"D-don't laugh... you bastard..."

She cursed, evidently ticked off by my relaxed, 'go ahead and try' expression and behavior. Nonchalantly shrugging my shoulders, I reached further down and began to caress Renka's rear.

"Ngh...! Don't touch me there...!"

Hearing her say that with a red flush on her cheeks only made it sound like she wanted me to touch her more. I spent some time patting and stroking her rear, before slipping my hand inside her skirt to feel her thigh.

Normally, they were soft and delicate, but with her muscles tensed like this, I could feel the firm grooves along the sides. Should I say it made them rewarding to touch? Renka's thighs overflowed with that much healthy beauty.

Even while I was doing all this, Renka just stared at me from less than a handspan away, making no move whatsoever. A slight pull of the trigger and she would probably pounce... but I felt the urge to make her approach me first, just like she had at the cafe.

Sliding my hand past her thighs to her rear, which was covered only by a single pair of panties, I felt the exact same plain texture as when I touched them last time. She hadn't changed her underwear like Miyuki. A slave serving the night shift ought to pay attention to her lingerie... What a shame.

Still, Renka was brimming with perverted tendencies in other areas, so I decided to let it slide.

"Haa..."

To her, already exhaling hot breaths, I said,

"President."

"What...!"

"Why are you getting angry?"

"I'm not...! This is..."

"This is what."

"..."

"Are you acting like this because you're aroused?"

"W-who's aroused...! Please, stop deluding yourself..."

"You like being touched like this, don't you?"

"No...! Stop deluding yourself!"

Renka's face, stubbornly arguing back, was now visibly closer. But she hadn't realized it. She was simply trembling as she felt the hands brushing against and caressing her skin, admiring my bare body here and there.

"President."

"What...!"

"Look at me."

"No..."

"Hurry."

Tap, tap. When I patted her rear like coaxing a disobedient child, Renka's wandering eyes stopped and fixed on mine.

At the same time, her lips trembled palely. She had noticed that our lips would crash together if they got even a little closer, and anticipated what was about to happen next.

"..."

"..."

The silence stretched on. For my part, I was waiting for Renka to approach me first, and for Renka's part, she didn't know what to do in this situation.

"Um..."

Just as Renka opened her mouth to break the increasingly awkward atmosphere, I patted her rear twice like before. Letting out a rather high-pitched moan of "Hyat!", Renka's lips lightly bumped against mine.

"Mmph...!"

I watched Renka's pupils, resembling ripe blueberries, expand drastically before returning to normal. As her long eyelashes fluttered shut, the weight pressing down on my lips grew heavier.

Following that, the moist, soft tip of her tongue entered through her firmly closed lips. Feeling it dig between my teeth, I pulled my hand out from Renka's skirt and lifted her top slightly.

"Nnh...!"

Even though she allowed my touch on her soft, slender waist, Renka only exhaled long breaths through her nose, showing no real sign of trying to pull away. Like a fuse burning down incredibly fast the moment it's lit, she threw herself onto my lips on her own and sank into foreplay.

How much time had passed like that? Piercing through the loud OST coming from the TV, a slurping... sound of something being sucked in could be heard. It was an erotic sound leaking out as Renka sucked up some of the saliva that had pooled between us during our fierce kiss.

Warm breezes fanned across my face here and there. It was the breath escaping from Renka's nose, thick with arousal.

Engaged in the fierce kiss, Renka seemed oblivious to the fact that her top was hiked halfway up and her upper body was damp with cold sweat. She didn't care if I touched her body, continuing her clumsy tongue movements and focusing entirely on our deep physical contact.

As I kissed her while caressing her slippery skin,

"Haa..."

Renka pulled her face away as if to catch her breath. But the moment she exhaled a hot gust of air, I grabbed her body, flipped her right over, and straddled her. Then, thrusting my face under her top, which was pushed up to her underboob, I pressed my lips against her incomparably soft skin and stroked down along its grain.

"Matsu... Nngh...!"

At the same time, Renka's entire body recoiled as she tried to call me, and her hands gripped the hair at the back and crown of my head. She was feeling the caress. Completely and utterly.

Forcing my head to move despite Renka's hands, I left marks from her stomach, across her ribs, and all the way to her solar plexus, making loud, sucking noises.

"Ah...! Ahh...!"

Renka's body heaved heavily in time with the hickeys I was leaving. Thinking her reaction was quite fun and obscene, I shifted the arm firmly pinning her body upward.

Slip.

My hand dug inside the top resting over her underboob. Slipping beneath the bra protecting Renka's breasts, it reached her gently sloping, soft flesh.

"Hah...!?"

Renka let out a startled gasp. Reaching in a little more boldly, I gently cupped the side of her breast with my palm, raised my index finger, and softly scratched her.

"Haaah...!"

At that, a moan drenched in pleasure poured from Renka's mouth. Furthermore, her lower half, pinned beneath my stomach, jerked violently for an instant with an intense reaction.

Convinced that Renka had entered a state of complete arousal, I pressed my mouth to her stomach and blew a very deep breath into it before finally sitting up,

"....?"

Then, flashing a bright smile at Renka, who was staring at me in confusion with unfocused eyes, I pulled down the zipper on the side of her skirt.

"Ah..."

I saw a hint of hesitation etch itself into Renka's eyes. But only for a moment. She unknowingly licked her lips, which were coated with our saliva, and her expression turned serious, like someone who had made up her mind.

".... I'll... kill you..."

She had a gut feeling she was about to lose her chastity and had even braced herself for it, yet she was still speaking fiercely. Would she still be able to act like that if we went further here? I would watch her carefully with my own two eyes.