Chapter 2964: Pampered *

Izumi could only hum a soft, affirmative sound. Her fingers tangled in my hair while her legs parted open, inviting me into her most private sanctuary.

Sliding my hands to her hips, I held her steady as I gradually squatted, enough for my face to be level with her sacred place.

Pressing my lips against her inner thigh, Izumi trembled as her pulse frantically beat from the sensation.

One kiss. Then two. And little by little, my kisses moved closer to her sacred place.

A fragmented gasp escaped Izumi’s mouth as her fingers tightened on my hair, guiding me closer as if telling me she couldn’t endure any more teasing from me.

"Mhm... Relax, Izumi. Let me appreciate this for a moment." I said before licking a slow, deliberate stripe from her inner thigh up to the edge of her underwear.

The girl squeaked as her hips instinctively jerked. "Y-you pervert... you’re doing this on purpose! I feel ticklish..."

"Mhm? Something precious like this has to be properly appreciated. Otherwise, it’s a waste." I put on a mischievous smile, prompting her to squeeze my head between her thighs.

"Shameless pervert, appreciate it if you want but... it’s truly embarrassing!" Izumi’s voice was a fragile thread, wavering between a command and a plea.

I couldn’t help but chuckle. However, I wouldn’t be Ruki if I didn’t tease her more. Even with my head trapped between her thighs, I made sure to brush my lips against her sensitive skin, causing her to let out a soft, muffled cry.

Perhaps finding that what she was doing was futile, the girl could only express her frustration by twisting my ear and pulling on my hair.

Unfortunately for her, the more my lips drew nearer to her sacred place, the more her resistance gradually dissolved into a desperate need.

Soon, my lips pressed right in the middle of her panties, where a wet stain pointed directly to her warm and damp sacred place. Before parting the fabric aside, I made sure to properly taste the sweetness that had been building up, teasing her with more kisses right there.

If it was only a small stain at first, it quickly became a patch of wetness as both my saliva and her love juices soaked through the fabric. I sucked on it for a good while until Izumi begged me to stop teasing her.

"I... I can’t take it anymore, Ruki. Please?"

Her hips were shaking, and the grip on my hair had shifted from a frustrated pull to a desperate cling.

Hearing her plead like that, I couldn’t resist the urge to take it even further.

I let my tongue trace the outer edge of her underwear, circling around the heat that was radiating from her. Her entire body shuddered against the table as her breath mirrored the frantic beating of her heart.

"You’re so cute when you’re desperate, Izumi.” I whispered teasingly.

With one fluid motion, I slid the fabric of her panties to the side, finally exposing the glistening heat of her sacred place.

The sight was intoxicating. It was a delicate, flushed petal of skin that was already weeping with anticipation. As I inhaled, the heavy, sweet scent of her arousal filled my senses, stimulating a primal hunger that made my own blood rush south.

Even though I had already been squeezed four times since leaving the house this morning, her scent, her taste and the alluring expression on her face made my desire surge again.

Without wasting another second, my tongue pressed directly against her sacred place, dragging it along her slit and eventually stopping right at her clit.

"Ah--!" Izumi let out a high-pitched cry that echoed through the quiet clubroom.

Her back arched forward, almost slumping over me as she clung to my head for stability.

She gasped for breath as her voice sounded small and fragile while struggling to maintain any semblance of composure.

However, that only further encouraged me.

My tongue continued its work, focusing on that part for a minute before moving back to her sacred place, poking into her narrow entrance.

I slurped every drop of love juice she was secreting which further stimulated the girl. The way her hips instinctively bucked against my face told me exactly how much she was enjoying this ’pampering’.

Although Izumi tried her best to hold back, a series of fragmented moans escaped her lips.

Increasing the pace of my tongue, I made sure not to miss any of her sensitive spots. When her lower body started trembling uncontrollably, I braced her hips before pushing my face deeper into her heat.

"Ruki... stop... I’m...!"

She called out my name only to be cut off by the sudden, violent shudder of her own climax.

Izumi’s body stiffened, her toes curling and her fingers digging into my hair as a wave of pleasure crashed over her.

Meanwhile, I kept my lips clasped around her narrow entrance, catching everything she released.

The intensity of her climax was so strong that her legs clamped shut around my head, momentarily trapping me in a vice of warmth.

For a few seconds, the only sound in the clubroom was the ragged gasping of Izumi, who had completely lost her fight for composure. She collapsed forward, her forehead resting against the top of my head as her body felt like a piece of melted wax.

"I hate you, shameless junior."

Instead of sounding angry, her voice was sweet and tender.

“Mhm. I love you too.”

As there would be more opportunities in the future, the thought of doing it one more time was shelved in my head.

After a while, I gently disentangled myself from her legs. Looking up, Izumi was still in a state of complete disarray.

Her cheeks were flushed a deep crimson and her eyes were hazy yet filled with both desire and satisfaction.

As her legs loosened slightly, she pulled me back up. Following that, she wrapped her arms around my waist as she snuggled her face into the crook of my neck, hiding her embarrassment from my eyes.

"How is it? Have I pampered my Izumi enough?"

"Shut up, pervert."

"Heh. But I’m your pervert."

The girl couldn’t help but huff before I felt a pair of fangs sinking lightly into my neck. It wasn’t a bite meant to hurt, but just to express her annoyance at my answer.

A moment later, she continued in an almost endearing tone, "I love you..."

Mhm... this fake delinquent girl is so adorable. Too bad. She’s exclusively like this when we’re alone.

I gently patted her back while stroking her hair, letting her enjoy the silence for a few minutes.

When she finally recovered, I helped fix her uniform, making sure no stray buttons were left undone. As for her drenched panties, I simply helped her clean up with a few tissues, a gesture that made her face burn even brighter than before.

Then she complained about how uncomfortable it would be to go back to the classroom with damp fabric clinging to her skin. I couldn’t help but smirk before suggesting, "Let’s see. I should start bringing a few pairs with me at all times, just in case. They’ll fit snugly in my pockets anyway."

"Y-you actually have it in your head to do that? You really are a hopeless case!" Izumi exclaimed, but then a thoughtful look crossed her face. "Actually... maybe that’s not a bad idea. Ugh. Why am I approving of that?."

I chuckled, leaning in to give her a quick peck on her lips. "Got it. If Arisa and the others ask why I have spare panties for them just in case, I’ll tell them it’s your idea."

"You wouldn’t dare!" Izumi hit my shoulder, though the force behind it was nonexistent. She looked away, her cheeks still warm, but a small, defeated smile played on her lips.

After a while, she looked up at me and opened her arms, asking for another hug. Although she glanced at my still-bulging crotch, the girl didn’t say anything and only smirked.

Yeah. This was her revenge for teasing her.

Ah. Of course, there’s also the fact that we were running out of time.

"Hmph. Hold it in for now. I’ll deal with that shameless appetite of yours later. Don’t you dare give it to other girls. Even Arisa!" Izumi warned, as though she was trying to put an invisible leash on me.

"Understood. Your wish is my command," I chuckled, giving her one last squeeze before finally stepping back and helping her hop off the table. "But you know me. My desire is bottomless and I find you all irresistible. You must come and claim it before someone else does."

Izumi rolled her eyes before throwing a punch at my shoulder. "I’m not talking to you, scumbag."

She walked towards the door but stopped right at the threshold, glancing back at me with a mixture of possessiveness and genuine affection.

She was waiting for me, of course. Can she be any sweeter?

My lips curved up into a grin as I dashed to catch up with her.

In the end, we left the Club Building a few minutes past the bell. Arisa, who was waiting outside, teased us with a playful grin, asking how our talk went. Then, seeing Izumi’s face still flushed crimson and a little out of breath, the girl acted spoiled with me, demanding a piggyback ride to their classroom.