Kissing My Student, It's Over if We're Caught-Chapter 2Volume 1 .8 - Things I Dislike: Cheating, Thieving Cats

This spot was loved by my ex-girlfriend.

—Remember, Gin. A girl’s body is a treasure trove.

—You’re sure to find pleasurable spots, so search thoroughly.

With those words in mind, I continued to explore Kirihara.

“Why do you always go for the distant spots… uuuuu.”

They were indeed good spots, but seemingly not the decisive ones. However, satisfaction wouldn’t come easily. Her breathing became erratic, cutting into short gasps, and her body’s trembling grew more frequent. Finally, I touched the center of her underwear with my palm, gently swaying it. I couldn’t tell if it was sweat or something else, but there was a moist sensation.

“Hyah, ah… nn, ahn nnn~~~aahhh…”

Kirihara tensed her body and continued to tremble for several seconds. Then, she relaxed, seemingly exhausted on top of me. …Maybe I went a bit too far. Or rather, she’s quite vulnerable when attacked.

To apologize, I sought Kirihara’s hand with my left and gripped it. My right hand was placed on her back.

The moment I touched her, her body jerked defensively, but as I continued to stroke to soothe her, she relaxed again. Feeling the tension release, I moved my hand to her head.

…After a while, Kirihara initiated a kiss. Perhaps she wanted to regain control, as her tongue became more assertive.

…After being tantalized to her satisfaction, “Fuhaa,” our faces separated, and our lips were freed.

Our eyes, now at close range, drooped lazily.

“…Cooled your head?”

That was a poor choice of words. Her eyes suddenly sharpened.

“Not at all.”

Troubled… I was satisfied with my retaliation, having no desire to continue.

“I don’t want my Sensei stolen away.”

“That’s a misunderstanding.”

“But you were close, weren’t you?”

I couldn’t argue with that.

Kirihara straddled me again, looking down at me.

“I didn’t know. I could get so annoyed at girls hitting on my Sensei.”

Since her anger wasn’t directed at me, there might still be a chance.

“I thought it was wrong of me to be possessive, but I can’t help it anymore.”

Hm…?

“I’ll do as I please.”

As Kirihara straddled me, she began to remove her underwear.

“Hey, hey, wait!”

“Can’t wait. Besides, you started it. Take responsibility.”

Completely nude, Kirihara dived in, burying her face in my neck and lightly biting.

“We’re doing it today.”

There was an undeniable determination.

Unfortunately, my body was already responding to our previous play.

“Ah, damn it. Let it be.”

Perhaps driven by the alcohol, I abandoned all thought, deciding to go with the flow.

I might regret this later.

But if Kirihara needs me this much…

“Sensei…”

Her sweet whisper melted my last resistance.

“Say it’s okay?”

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth.

Just as the words “It’s okay” were about to escape my throat, a loud crash of cymbals from another room interrupted us.

The mood was utterly destroyed.

Upon opening my eyes, I saw Kirihara also detaching and stirring.

“What’s that? What’s happening?”

With a clearly displeased expression, Kirihara answered.

“…My phone. A call.”

Kirihara set individual ringtones for her contacts, so she knew who it was before even answering.

Both before and after picking up, her disgust was evident.

“End of term? It’s over. Not sure about the scores yet… No problem there. Yeah. Uh-huh… I know, okay? I haven’t dropped in grades. I’m managing the household too. Anyway, what time do you think it is? …Yeah, I was awake, but this could’ve waited till tomorrow, right?”

Kirihara’s words trailed off, sensing the caller had more to say.

In a moment, Kirihara’s voice filled with anger.

“It’s always about some woman with Dad, right! …Work-related? Ah, I see. If it’s necessary, that’s fine. But don’t make it obvious to me! I don’t plan on stopping you anymore, but I dislike it! It makes me sick! Do as you please, but don’t forget the money transfer for living expenses. I’m hanging up.”

She ended the call one-sidedly and placed the phone on the table. Naked, Kirihara crouched down, resting her forehead on her knees, sighing deeply.

Before I could say anything, Kirihara sneezed cutely.

“…You’ll catch a cold.”

While still crouching, Kirihara glanced over.

The air conditioning was left on. I crossed the living room and turned it off.

“What now? Wanna shower?”

“…I’m a bit tired. I want to lie down together.”

Pulling her hand, I led her to the bedroom.

We lay down together on the bed, and I covered us with a towel blanket.

She still seemed cold, so I hugged her from behind.

“…Sorry for everything.”

Perhaps the call had sobered her up, as Kirihara sounded more demure.

“It’s okay. Was that call from your parents?”

“Yeah. …Can you hold me tighter?”

I did as she asked, and she played with the arm I had wrapped around her, tracing back and forth.

“Are things bad with them?”

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It felt like the right moment to ask, so I did.