Hyouka: Vanilla Sunday
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Summary:After the event at the pool, Oreki Houtarou tends to his newly acquired battle scars. However, an unexpected visitor invades his home, drawing him away from his grey lifestyle.
Yes, this is a lemon. It started a couple weeks or a month back after a friend and I talked about Hyouka and what a great series KyoAni animated. Then I began brainstorming an idea for a Hyouka lemon and she was all for it. This is the 1st product ready for public consumption. I hope you enjoy and please leave any comments about what you think.
Written by Jyoohan
Editted by Yuurei-san
Hyouka: Vanilla Sunday
Chapter 1:
Yes, this is a lemon. It started a couple weeks or a month back after a friend and I talked about Hyouka and what a great series KyoAni animated. Then I began brainstorming an idea for a Hyouka lemon and she was all for it. This is the 1st product ready for public consumption. I hope you enjoy and please leave any comments about what you think.
Written by Jyoohan
Editted by Yuurei-san
Hyouka: Vanilla Sunday
Chapter 1:
Spoiler:
The Morning Call
I took another deep breath for the nth time. This stuffy shirt clings to my skin whilst I’m laid out atop my bed. A trickle of sweat rolls down the side of my forehead and into my ear. A very unpleasant feeling, yet my body still doesn’t move. My eyes are fixed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
When my body finally does move, the prick of a thousand needles assaults me again where my skin is burnt to a crisp. I hope my skin doesn’t peel, no thanks to the glowing disc everyone knows as the sun. I have no energy to curse her infrared rays but mentally note to use sun block more thoroughly, if there is a next time.
“Summer… so hot…”
I could barely even complain as I lift my arm to cover my eyes from her overabundant light. But soon as my vision goes dark, her lucid figure never fails to resurface. Her bright form is burned into my eyes. Ah, that’s not good. I could feel my blood pressure already, thinking about her clear skin. At this rate, if I don’t stop thinking—too late.
Straining my eyeballs to look down, I can see a tent slowly pitching itself up without fail. With one more sigh, I gave up resisting my youthful instinct… at least I think it is. Those breasts, to think she had them hidden under her uniform all this time. She really did look great in her bikini, especially when she walked over and splashed water in my face. Sitting up on that high chair, I swore I could see them bounce with vigor. I wonder, are they soft or firm?
“What’s soft or firm?”
“!!” My mind is screaming, but I keep my mouth shut in silent terror. I swear my heart is about to explode. This may be the first time I could feel my sweat running cold down my back while staring at my sister. She looks at me, in my sorry state, leaning against the door with that mild look of amusement on her unnerving face.
“Do you know how to knock?” I rub my eyes but as a cover to calm my racing pulse before she suspects anything. But deep down I have a feeling; she already knows. She always does. I don’t know how. Womanly intuition, shrewd instincts, wise experience, because she is my sister, somehow this weird sister of mine figures out what I’m thinking.
“You’re thinking I’m weird or crazy, aren’t you?” I must have winced or something as she chuckles before continuing, “You shouldn’t think such things my cute little brother. Anyone could have figured out by now that your compassionate sister is trying to teach you how to treat girls with affection, devotion.”
“You did a very good job of that, didn’t you?” I reply sarcastically before I notice my own tone of voice.
Hm? Hm-mm-mm?” She creeps into my room on her knees with a devilish grin. “Was that… disappoint, I hear?”
“As if!” I throw myself up, feeling like she hit my weak spot, but made me think twice if I really did sound disappointed. She retreats behind the door, a trail of giggles in her wake. God, my heart is beating like crazy again. I got to get Chitanda out of my head.
“Well big sis is very bored and wants to go meet some friends from her adventurous high school days. Just making sure my cute little brother won’t be lonely because his wonderful elder sister is leaving her poor brother home alone on this hot Sunday.”
One day, someone would believe her if she didn’t use that obvious tone of voice. She’d be a bona fide con artist if combined with her poker face, without a doubt. However, me having the house to my peaceful self for the rest of the day; it sounds like paradise.
“Then everything is fine, no, better than fine. I can almost consider it as a favor even, but don’t expect anything in return, okay?”
“Fufun, and I see you’ve brought back quite the battle scar with you from that job I suggested. I can tell you had fun, like here and here!”
“H-hey! Don’t touch it. I’ve been feeling this for the past few days now.” I try to slap away her barrage of nosy little fingers.
“Come on, just a little please? Your sister is so proud I can just pinch you!”
“I said quit it!” Ugh, why can’t she just leave already instead making me waste all my energy like this? It must bring her joy to see me using up all my energy for her own wild enjoyment. Actually I have this nagging feeling it’s all her fault to begin with.
“Okay, I shall grant my dear brother the hard earned rest he deserves.”
Then say it like you mean it. But my stare has no effect as usual.
“Oh, I left a surprise downstairs so be sure to enjoy that very soon, okay?” Five seconds pass by, and just as I was about to lie back down. “That means right now!”
“Jeez, what do you want from—hey, wait…” I mindlessly stare as she disappears down the hall with a cheerful hum. Knowing this is my sister after all, I try to put some effort to think but.
“So… hot.” My mind melts to a stop as I drag myself to get some ice cold barley tea. I need something before my head overheats and drag myself into the kitchen.
Downing three full glasses of refreshing tea, effectively reducing the need for repeated trips, I strategically park myself under the gentle embrace of the electric fan. I let my body sink into the couch, watching it sway back and forth as I could feel my energy slowly being stored away, safe and sound. A moment of respite before my sister returns.
I tilt my head and stare out the sliding door into the sky, round wispy clouds rolling along. Yeah, those two round ones side by side particularly… Ah crap, I’m thinking about that again. My hands clench open and close as I can feel restlessness taking over my body once more.
“Chitanda…” I whisper her name thoughtlessly.
“Yes! W-What is it, Oreki-san?” A familiar voice gave a surprising squeal as an answer. For a second, I sit with the idea of Chitanda suddenly being in my house, seated on the couch adjacent to me with that endearing look on her face… wait one damn second here.
“Chi-Chitanda?!” Crap, did she hear me call her? Idiot, of course she did! She answered you didn’t she? My hand covers half my face, probably bright red now. Wait-wait-wait, that’s the least of my problems, what is she doing inside my house?!
“I’m—I’m sorry for intruding on your Sunday! You suddenly walked in and I didn’t know if you knew or… Y-Your sister said she would go get you but suddenly left without a word. Perhaps she was in a rush?” She gave a polite bow. I think I remember seeing her wear that same dress. I think when we met at the café but more importantly.
“That sister, of all the…” Wait, no point wasting energy by thinking now that I remember those ominous words left by her. So this is the surprise she was talking about. But that’s strange, where were the other two? I’m sure they wouldn’t be far just to prod a few jabs out of me.
“Is Satoshi or Ibara here?” The gut feeling that they were grinning right around the corner wouldn’t leave my mind.
“Mayaka-san said Fukube-san promised to take her somewhere today it seems. I tried to invite them when Oreki-san’s sister invited us over. It was very nice of her to offer when I called. Oh my, but your sister did say that you weren’t feeling well. Are you feeling alright Oreki-san? Please tell me if you are feeling pain anywhere.”
“I-I’m fine, just calm down Chitanda. Jeez, telling you something unnecessary.” I click my tongue. “But Ibara dragged Satoshi, you say? And Satoshi just let her? No, she probably did drag him to take her somewhere. Heh, maybe she forced him on a date? As if. It’s not like Ibara would… um, Chitanda?”
“So that’s why Mayaka-san didn’t accept my invitation? To think I almost interfered with her plans today.” Chitanda has a look of shock etched on her face that even a baby could tell without a shadow of a doubt.
“Ah, wait, Chitanda. I’m sure Ibara doesn’t think that way. We don’t know even know if they’re on a date. It was just a joke, a joke.”
“Oh, that’s right. Could it be that Fukube-san invited her? I wonder what he has planned today. I’m sure they’re already having fun as we speak if it’s him. They seem so close to each other.”
“Wait, Chitanda, I think you should stop. I know they are close but you might be getting a little ahead of yourself.” She’s not listening to me as usual. It is true that those two are close enough to look like an arguing married couple sometimes but… now I’m starting to believe my own joke. I should stop before I get ahead myself now. “Besides, it might be Ibara making sure he finished his part in the anthology.”
“That may be so, but I’m curious Oreki-san. I’ve been wondering why Fukube-san and Mayaka-san declined to come by even to just briefly to see you. They always seem interested or even excited to see you. And it should be even more so when I heard you weren’t feeling well. Don’t you think it strange? I’m curious!” Isn’t it because you have more interest in me than they do? Wait, now what am I thinking?!
“I… guess I can understand that, though I don’t know about excited.” Calm down me.
“Fukube-san always has a look of excitement in his eyes with you Oreki-san. I think Fukube-san sees you as a very special friend; however, I really wonder what they could be doing right now. For them to ignore Oreki-san when he’s distressed, it must be something very important. Don’t you agree?”
Ah man, there it is again. Those twinkling eyes, it feels like I’m getting sucked in by them. Is this what hypnotism feels like? If so, should I be aware of it? Or maybe it’s all in my own head? Whatever the case, I have to say something quick before I get cornered.
“It’s not like sunburn is that important. But… you could always call and ask or we could go meet them tomorrow if you’re that curious.”
“I suppose you’re right. I didn’t mean to pry.”
Thank god she backed down, but that sullen look on her face. Ugh, I’m feeling guilty now seeing her like that. “Hey Chitanda…”
Crap, my heart just skipped a beat. Her upturned glance, is that some kind of secret weapon? Why am I freezing up when it’s only a simple glance? Logically it makes no sense. But I can’t control myself no matter what. C’mon, get a grip.
“Is there something wrong?” Ugh, don’t tilt your head to the side. I can’t even look at you or else I’ll…
“Uh, would… would you like some tea, Chitanda?” Good recovery, if I say so myself.
“Yes, I would love some, thank you. And Oreki-san, I have a small request… if it is not a bother.”
“Sure, I don’t mind.” I hope she’s fine with green tea… please be fine with instant.
“May we have tea in your room?”
I should have asked before saying I wouldn’t mind. The box of tea slipped out of my hand onto the floor. I’ve never felt my neck feel stiffer than it is now as it literally grinded with every degree it took to turn, hoping maybe I didn’t hear her right.
“Sorry, could you repeat that?”
~*~*~
Stupid, I’m the biggest idiot there is. I can’t believe I let myself get a little excited and even more for letting my own imagination go wild for a brief second. I need sleep, yeah, that’s what it is. It could just be that I’m tired and not feeling myself right now. But still, this is a very strange situation I am in. I’m sure Satoshi wouldn’t let me hear the end of it even if we finish high school and college, if we miraculously end up in the same one.
Here I am, sitting in the middle of my room without my shirt. Chitanda is behind me, carefully taking a small amount of ointment from a tiny jar.
“P-Please stay still, Oreki-san.” Her voice quivers in my ear.
“Y-Yeah.” C’mon, your nervousness is going to get to me if you’re that uncertain yourself. “Thank you, Chitanda.”
“No-no, please don’t mention it!”
“I can put my shirt back on if it bothers you.”
“You can’t do that Oreki-san. We have to make sure the ointment is absorbed by your skin. It’s best… to have your shirt off so please bear with it.”
“Alright, but you don’t have to be so nervous.” Her hands covered in ointment were shaking.
“Y-Yes! Then, pardon me.”
“Uwah!” I nearly jump from the cold sensation on my raw skin.
“I’m sorry. Did it hurt Oreki-san?”
“No, it felt… really cold. I was just surprised, sorry.”
“You don’t have to apologize. I should have warned… you.”
Our eyes meet and lock for a minute before I realize I’m staring and break it. But this is totally different from what I thought it would be like. Unlike my sister’s, her hands are smaller and much softer. I could barely feel her sometimes when she touches my skin.
“Does it hurt Oreki-san?”
“No. Actually it feels… nice.” Her hands feel good, almost too good. I kind of never want this to end. From the corner of my eye, I stare at my closet mirror and watch Chitanda. Her ever comforting smile on her face warms me up. I feel self conscious as she stares at my back so attentively, as if she’s studying me.
“Now then, if you would please, could you turn around Oreki-san?”
“Huh?” Wait, she can’t be thinking…
“I need to finish putting on the ointment.” She said matter-of-factly whilst rubbing more ointment between her hands.
“Wait a minute; I can do the front by myself.” I grab her hands before letting go without thinking.
“I-It’s going to be fine Oreki-san, just let me do this for you today, okay?” I squelch the groan in my throat. There, her eyes were once again pleading me. Where does my resolution go when I see those gleaming eyes? No, I have to resist.
“You’ve done more than enough.”
“That’s not true! You’ve done so much for me. Please, just let me do this much for you.” Why is she so insistent?
“Is this about Hyouka?” I could tell from her reaction. “You’re giving me more credit than I deserve. Besides, sensei was the one who told you about your uncle.”
“But you’re the one who helped me remember!” Her eyes bind me again. “Because you were there, I remember what I had forgotten all this time. Because you’re the one, I…”
Why can’t I simply say †˜no’ to her? I probably said this innumerable number of times by now. “Alright-alright, I understand. Then… if you would please.”
This is bad. I’m giving her too much leeway. I need to draw a line somewhere but she keeps pushing the line before I can even draw one.
“Oreki-san… you have big shoulders.”
“R-Really? That should be normal for all guys, wouldn’t it?” Whoa, I can feel her fingers tickling my chest. Not good, if she feels my heart beating fast.
“Yes, but I’ve never touched… a boy like this so I’m--.” She cut her word short, and I could guess 100% what she meant to say.
Maybe it was partly because it was the most obvious thing at the moment. Plus, it really doesn’t take long to figure out her catchphrase. I hesitate to ask the question for her since this is a more sensitive subject we’re moving into, but this was a good time if any to tease her, just a little. “Are you curious… about boys?”
Her reaction was cute to say the least. I never knew her face could turn quite the lovely shade of red, and it was close, too.
“Is that wrong, Oreki-san? Am I a lewd girl for thinking such thoughts Oreki-san? Since that time we met in the clubroom, I can’t help but be curious about you.”
“L-Lewd? Wait—you’re curious about me?”
“Hau…” She let out the most adorable gasp I’ve ever heard as she shrunk away. It’d be pointless to hide the slight smirk on my face. I was kind of happy to hear that…
“If it makes you feel better Chitanda. I guess you can say I’m a little curious about you, too.” I scratch my head, trying to make her feel better.
“Eh, you as well, Oreki-san?” Too close, her face is way too close that our noses are almost touching!
“Well… just… a little.” I try to look away, but her face is right there. I could feel her breath tickling me.
“Then, is it alright if I touch you more, Oreki-san? Because I’m curious.”
“Huh, then you’re not rubbing ointment on me?”
“…T-That’s what I meant, I’m sorry!” Chitanda covers her face in bloody red shame. She bows her head but almost look like a turtle hiding in its shell.
“It’s fine. I was only teasing. Chitanda, it’s okay.” I pat her back, trying to console her.
“Then Oreki-san… do you want to touch me, too? You said so yourself. Are you curious?”
My train of thought screeches into a devastating crash, my brain left in a fiery mess. And she casually tilts her head ever so slightly to stare at me with those upturned eyes once more. This… oh, this is dangerous. No, it’s beyond dangerous. This is a crisis, a catastrophe.
I mean, I should turn down her offer right? That’s the correct, moral thing to do isn’t it? This is taking advantage of the situation. I am taking advantage of the situation! I am going to be taking advantage of her, aren’t I?
However, she admits to touching me for satisfying her own curiosity. So it’s like a trade right? I can just touch her a little bit… but how much is too much? She mostly touched my back, shoulder, and chest. Her chest… I clench my hand into a fist reflexively, thinking about her breasts being kneaded in my hands. And I have yet to realize how long I have been staring at her cleavage conveniently in plain sight.
“Chi… Chitanda, you do realize what you’re asking? I am a guy and you are… a girl.” Is this really happening to me? How serious is she? She seems so innocent when I think back. Is she really going to do it? With me?
“Please don’t say that Oreki-san…” Chitanda shields her chest, realizing how hard where I was staring. I began to let out a sigh of relief until she replies back, “I would only do this for Oreki-san, no one else.”
Something snaps. I could feel it. It wasn’t something physical. I didn’t know what it was or what it did. But I definitely felt something… go pop in my head. Was it my reason, my excuse, my cowardice? Maybe all of the above, but it probably didn’t matter. I think I just stopped thinking so much.
“Then… can you come closer?” I can hardly believe what I’m saying. My chest feels like it’s ready to burst from this indescribable feeling, yet the rest of me feel unusually calm. Chitanda looks around as if someone else might be spying on us. Her body inches closer to mine to where I could put my arms around her shoulders.
“Please… treat me kindly, Oreki-san.”
“Yeah, me too.” I reply almost too naturally, and she looks up almost in surprise. But from that movement, I could feel something soft press up against my lips. She tries to lean back, but I grab her shoulders. It feels comedic to think that my first kiss was just taken by accident. She no longer tries to lean away but stares back. Her eyes… I can never look away when she stares at me intensely like that.
“Chitanda, try closing your eyes.” I could feel her hand twining onto mine and returned her feelings by grasping hers. “Chitanda…”
“Y-Yes?” Her eyes flutters open. But before she could say another word, she would have to say it through my lips. She didn’t cringe away like I thought she would, seeing how nervous she was. Instead, I can feel her push some of her own feeling into it, if that’s the right way to put it. Or I would hope.
It was a plain kiss, I thought. Just our lips pressing together, yet my arm is locked around her shoulder as my other hand pulls her closer with her fingers woven between mine. I’m pulling her closer and closer without thinking. My eyes closed, I let my other senses delight in our moment. The smell of her hair tickles my nose, and it feels like I’m almost drinking her scent. If drinking alcohol always feels like this, then I would consider myself a hopeless drunk.
“Oreki-san, I can’t…”
“S-Sorry,” I pull back, albeit grudgingly I must add. “Did it hurt?”
“N-No-no, I just… I, um…” Chitanda wouldn’t look at me. “I forgot to breathe.”
C-Cute, so cute that it’s cheating! This unbearable urge just to hug her tight is tingling in my arms. I can restrain myself, but it’s killing me. Before she could even let out a peep of protest, I draw her in close till she was literally sitting on my lap.
“Wait, Oreki-san? W-What are you—?”
“This is practice, Chitanda.”
“Prac-… -tice?”
“Mm-hm, practice until you can breathe through your nose while we kiss.”
“Eh… eeeh?!”
“This is very important. Because… I want to kiss you as long as I want.”
“E-Eh? Then… I’ll try my best.” It seems like she is pumping herself up. I was worried she might refuse.
“I’m going to try something different, too.”
“What do you mean different?”
“Like… I want to touch you, like your chest or…” I couldn’t really finish the rest and didn’t want to make her anymore uncomfortable by saying the details.
“I’m fine with it since it is Oreki-san.”
“T-Thanks…”
“P-Please, don’t mention it…” We stare at each other for a second before both of us chuckle, trying to choke our mirth. Without a word, I hold her cheek and draw her close. Like before, only a plain kiss, but it feels like I could stay like this without end. Something so simple makes me forget everything except her.
My hand slides up her leg and feels her body squirming. I continue up and around her waist before moving up and cup her breast. She broke the long drawn kiss, gasping for breath. She covers her own mouth, trying to keep her voice from coming out. Without thinking my other hand moves to grasp her other breast. A shriek slips through her fingers when I gave both of them a generous squeeze.
“Did that hurt?” Her head shook side to side rather vigorously, a relief.
“It just… it feels like it tickles but… feels… nice… Ah!” Oops, I got excited and pinched her nipples. “O-Oreki-san! Please don’t pinch them when I’m—hngh!”
I should probably feel bad or maybe stop but… it kind of felt fun for a minute to tease her like this.
“Wait—Nn! Oreki-san, I can’t-mnn… spea—eek!”
My hands squeeze and pull at her tips as she was trying to speak with amusing effect, though I stop before ruining the mood.
“Sorry, I wanted to tease you a little.”
“Jeez, Oreki-san, a boy should treat a girl more tenderly, do you understand? That felt… very strange.”
“Sorry, forgive me.” I hung my head apologetically.
“You don’t sound like you really mean it.” Chitanda tries to growl but instead sounds more like a mischievous purr that riles me up even more.
“Then do you mind if I try a little bit more?” I gave her a hint by slipping my hands between her legs. She didn’t say a word but didn’t resist either. I could feel her back shudder against my chest. My hand is brushing up and down the inside of her thigh. Her legs slowly spread open and close as I drew closer to her most private spot with each pass.
I look to the side again to my closet mirror and see both her hands clasped against her mouth again. I want to hear her voice as she cries out. Her moans and whimpers, just thinking about them is making me swell up inside. Without thinking, I blow a kiss on her neck. Her head snaps back nearly hitting me square in the nose, but I hear it.
I could hear that small moan caught in her throat, begging to come out I could imagine. With her head crane back, a smile curls my lips before I stick my tongue out.
“Wha-wha-what? Wait! What are you doing?” Chitanda cries out feeling something wet tickle her ear.
“I’m licking you.” I continue down, painting her neck.
“Why are you doing something like that?”
“Why you ask…” I thought about it for a second, “no reason.”
“Eh?” Disbelief is written all over her face.
“I guess it’s like… instinct, maybe? Don’t ask, it feels good right?”
“… Please don’t ask me something so mean!” She covers her face again in embarrassment. God, everything she does is just too cute.
“Then don’t worry about it.” I end the argument but warn her, “I’m going to touch you even more now. Okay, Chitanda?”
I didn’t know if she was about to reply. But when my hand slipped between her legs and stroked her most sensitive spot, she literally jumps a couple of inches off my lap. She turns her head to stare at me like a confused child.
I slow it down a bit, drawing small, elongated circles. I wonder if I was doing anything until I could hear her breathing. Her chest is heaving up and down faster and faster. And then I felt something wet on my fingers. I brought my fingers up to see and felt something sticky.
“No, don’t show it to me, Oreki-san.”
“Ah, no, I didn’t mean to.” Chitanda’s face is redder than I had ever seen to the point even her ears were glowing. I look over and could see a stain starting to spread on her underwear.
“Hey, um… are you feeling a little hot?” She turns to look at me as if asking why. “My air conditioning isn’t working that well right now so um… I thought you, I mean, we might feel cooler if we…” This is too embarrassing to say. I’m scratching my head trying to figure out how to say it.
“Then… could you help me Oreki-san?”
“Huh?” Before I could reorganize my thoughts, Chitanda pulls her hair to the side revealing the zipper to her dress.
“It’s a little hard to reach so…” Her eyes meet mine before looking away.
My hands are starting to sweat now as I slowly pull the zipper down. Her healthy skin is glowing before my eyes. I try in vain to swallow the lump forming in my throat.
“Wait, no bra?” My heart jumps whilst my head went into overdrive, drawing out several conclusions in seconds.
“Don’t say it like that. The dress has a built in bra that’s why.” She chides me like a child. Her arm is raised like she was about to hit me.
“I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Are you sure?” She stares at me with scrutinizing eyes.
“Please forgive me.” I yield by bowing my head but turn my head up slightly to stare at her chest, now only hidden by a single arm.
“Where are you looking Oreki-san?”
“N-Nowhere.”
“Hm… I didn’t know Oreki-san would be such a pervert.”
“Hey now, I can’t let that pass,” I challenge her, “I didn’t say anything before but I could feel your butt rubbing my crotch more than one occasion.”
“Wha… I never did such a thing.” She shook her arms in emphasis and her well endowed bosom gave an energetic bounce for my eyes to feast on. I didn’t realize my mouth hung open while staring until she covers them up again. “That’s not fair Oreki-san that I’m the only one undressing.”
An amusing idea pops into my head when she said that. “My shirt is already off but since you said that, would you like to take my pants off?” Immediately her face flares up again.
“Calm down, I’m joking.” I didn’t think she would have it in her to do it.
“I’ll do it!” Apparently I am wrong. Her response is a little too eager than I had hoped. Never in my life would I have thought a girl would have such a serious expression inches away from my pants.
“You don’t have to be so serious about it Chitanda.” She’s totally unaware of the serious look she has right now.
“I’m fine! I just… need to…” I can see her hands fidgeting as she undid my belt and zipper. Now I’m starting to get nervous, she’s about to see me, everything. Ugh, it’s starting to wrack my nerves. “It’s kind of soft but hard at the same time.”
Oh god, her hand is touching me. Not directly but she’s still fondling around, feeling me. I almost made a noise that I would rather die than let Chitanda hear. I wonder for a second if she was thinking the same thing earlier when I was—whoa! “Chitanda?!”
She suddenly pulls my boxers back, allowing my shaft to stand up inches from her face. She just stares at my guy with a glossy look in her eyes. I can’t tell what she’s thinking.
“Um, Chitanda, since we’re this far. Let me just take my pants off myself.” She only nods without a verbal response, not breaking her eye contact from my crotch.
“May I touch it Oreki-san?”
That came out of nowhere with no warning! “… Go ahead.”
“T-Then, I use my mouth to…”
Fellatio right off the bat?! “Um… Chitanda, where did you learn that?” I pulled back before she could attempt.
“I’m sorry, am I doing it wrong? I heard that I need to use my mouth for fellatio so…”
“Wait one minute, someone taught you?” My head is starting spin wondering who told her something like that. I can already feel my blood ready to boil.
“Well the girls were talking about it when we were in the changing room some time ago. I was curious and asked them what they were talking about, and they told me all these weird things about using your mouth to make the person you love happy.”
In an instant the heat in my head began to cool down. “So it was just gossip you heard.” My heart is still pumping but I let out a sigh of relief.
“So this is a boy’s… cock.”
Hearing that word out of her mouth, my body jerks like it was zapped by an electric shock. “Did they teach you that word, too…?”
“They did. They also told me to use my tongue like this I think.”
Before I could ask, I had to hold back my groan feeling something warm and wet slide up my shaft. It feels ticklish more than anything, but still, seeing Chitanda between my legs, doing what she’s doing. I could almost feel the blood my heart is pumping going straight down into my groin. Plus the fact that she’d stop and stare at my gorged member before diving back in.
“Does it… does it feel good, Oreki-san?”
“Yeah, it feels… good.” What else I could say? This is my first time, anything she does feels good. I’m already happy enough that she would take the initiative for something like this.
“Then how about…”
Today had a lot of surprises. I never really knew what it was like to have my breath taken away until now. Overwhelmed by this feeling of something hot and moist coiling around me, this is…
“Gah! Chitanda—wait—your teeth!”
I could barely hold back my groans. I can feel her throat vibrating when she tries to speak. I could guess that she is saying †˜I’m sorry’ again and again. A slight shock at first, feeling her teeth scrape my skin. But before I can piece together my next sentence, I feel my cock suddenly get sucked into a vacuum.
My hands are already holding the side of her head. My hips twitch against my will as her head slowly bobbed up and down my shaft. All I could feel that warm vacuum sensation. My groin is throbbing non stop as she pulls away before sucking me back in. Little by little, Chitanda is working her way down to my root.
“That’s… too… good.” I wanted to at least praise her. It really is beyond anything I imagined. But with those words, I can feel her pace quicken. Again my cock throbs harder in her mouth as she works faster. Crap, at this rate, she’s going to make me come in no--.
Chitanda suddenly pulled her head away, a heavy cough from her throat.
“Hey, you okay?”
“Un, I--.” She let out a few more coughs before clearing her throat. “I think I tried a little too hard.”
Give me a break and don’t give me that kind of look. I think my heart is falling for her over and over again. Is it possible to have such a sweet yet erotic face like that? If only I could just push her down.
“Did you like it, Oreki-san? Hya?!”
Well this is an awkward moment for me, actually pushing her down suddenly without any forethought… not my best moment, I shall admit. Her eyes gaze right back into mine, a little stunned. And damn it, I can’t move. What am I supposed to do now?
“Oreki-san, it’s alright.” Her voice calms my nerve with no effort. “As long as it’s you, I’m fine.”
“Chitanda.” I’m rendered speechless. What’s this feeling? I want to do so much for her. I feel like I want to do anything for her. I want her. I want her. I want Chitanda.
“Ah, O… Oreki-san… your hand is—hah! So suddenly…” It’s incredibly soft, but beyond that, watching Chitanda’s face as I fondle her chest. I want to make her feel even better.
“Does it hurt, Chitanda?”
“N-No… I’m… it’s…” I wonder if I should stop. She could barely speak as I kept rubbing her breast. Huh, her nipples have gotten hard.
“No! Don’t pinch them!”
“Sorry!” I pull my hands back and raise them over my head in a panic, while she covers her chest. She took deep breaths, slightly hunched over. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it would hurt.”
“No, that’s not it, Oreki-san.”
“Eh?” Then what was that sudden reaction about?
“It felt… good, even better than before.” She finally looked at me again, a small tear in the corner of her eyes. “It tickled when you first touched me but now my body is… so hot. So hot it hurts. It’s not like before. I… what’s…”
“Is it because you’re getting aroused or did you almost come?” That’s what it sounds like.
“Aroused? That’s right. I’m aroused because of Oreki-san.” She shows me flawless smile. A perfect two-hit K.O. after what she just said, too.
“I’ve thought about you so much Oreki-san.” She pressed her head against my chest, hiding her face. One hand hovers over her heart while the other covers her crotch. “I can feel something, like an ache that won’t go away here… and here. When I’m alone, it would tingle so much when I think of you. Thinking about when I could see you again, wanting to meet you soon.”
She’s kidding. She has to be joking right? I think my head is ready to burst with steam any second from listening to her. It’s actually pretty embarrassing just listening to her talk about me.
“Do you think about me, too?”
“Yeah, I do.” That’s one lie I can’t tell. And even if I did, I’m sure Chitanda or anyone would see right through me. “If you don’t mind me being a little honest, I was thinking about your breasts not too long ago, before you came.”
“My breasts?” I turn Chitanda around so her back leans into my chest. “Do you like breasts, Oreki-san?”
“Yes, but yours to precise.” I lightly knead her and alternately press and pull.
“It’s warm, your hands.” She could barely stifle her moans.
“Are they?” Her hands cover mine as I fondle her.
“Yes, they’re also… big--.” She couldn’t finish her sentence as a hot sigh escapes her lips. She pushes her body into my chest, trying to run away from my grip but trapped in my embrace. Her breaths are getting erratic. I can feel the way her body heaves for each breath.
“Does it feel good?” She could only nod her head, her eyes looking at me in a trance. Her breast has to be pretty sensitive.
“Wait… not there—not now.” She gripped my hand, steadily moving up her thigh. Her legs fold together in an attempt to block me from going further. I move slower to assure her.
“It’s okay Chitanda. I want to make you feel good.” As soon as I said those words, I could hear small cracks in her voice. Hot sighs mixes with stifled groans while stroking her outer folds. I could feel her crotch getting wetter and try to look over her shoulder.
“P-Please don’t look. It’s dirty down there.” Chitanda sounds like she was ready to burst into tears.
“What are you saying now?” I wrap my arm above her waist and hug her before continuing. “Remember what you did for me?”
The fellatio was still quite fresh in both our minds, that, I am confident of. “Did you think that I was in any way dirty Chitanda?”
Of course, she shook her head like I thought she would.
“Then I would never think that there’s anything dirty about you.” I whisper softly into her ear. “You’re beautiful and adorable Chitanda. You’re beautiful.”
“That’s not… I’m not …” She tries to cover her blushing ears.
“What you say or think doesn’t matter. To me you are… you are…” Wait, what is she to me? Did I miss something here?
“I am…?” Chitanda asks me innocently.
Did I really get this far without putting thought into something so important? In fact, what am I doing right now? What’s this sick feeling I have all of a sudden? Am I… feeling disgusted… with myself? Did I really come this far without considering…?
“Oreki-san, is something wrong?”
“Chitanda, we should stop.”
†˜To be continued…’
I took another deep breath for the nth time. This stuffy shirt clings to my skin whilst I’m laid out atop my bed. A trickle of sweat rolls down the side of my forehead and into my ear. A very unpleasant feeling, yet my body still doesn’t move. My eyes are fixed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
When my body finally does move, the prick of a thousand needles assaults me again where my skin is burnt to a crisp. I hope my skin doesn’t peel, no thanks to the glowing disc everyone knows as the sun. I have no energy to curse her infrared rays but mentally note to use sun block more thoroughly, if there is a next time.
“Summer… so hot…”
I could barely even complain as I lift my arm to cover my eyes from her overabundant light. But soon as my vision goes dark, her lucid figure never fails to resurface. Her bright form is burned into my eyes. Ah, that’s not good. I could feel my blood pressure already, thinking about her clear skin. At this rate, if I don’t stop thinking—too late.
Straining my eyeballs to look down, I can see a tent slowly pitching itself up without fail. With one more sigh, I gave up resisting my youthful instinct… at least I think it is. Those breasts, to think she had them hidden under her uniform all this time. She really did look great in her bikini, especially when she walked over and splashed water in my face. Sitting up on that high chair, I swore I could see them bounce with vigor. I wonder, are they soft or firm?
“What’s soft or firm?”
“!!” My mind is screaming, but I keep my mouth shut in silent terror. I swear my heart is about to explode. This may be the first time I could feel my sweat running cold down my back while staring at my sister. She looks at me, in my sorry state, leaning against the door with that mild look of amusement on her unnerving face.
“Do you know how to knock?” I rub my eyes but as a cover to calm my racing pulse before she suspects anything. But deep down I have a feeling; she already knows. She always does. I don’t know how. Womanly intuition, shrewd instincts, wise experience, because she is my sister, somehow this weird sister of mine figures out what I’m thinking.
“You’re thinking I’m weird or crazy, aren’t you?” I must have winced or something as she chuckles before continuing, “You shouldn’t think such things my cute little brother. Anyone could have figured out by now that your compassionate sister is trying to teach you how to treat girls with affection, devotion.”
“You did a very good job of that, didn’t you?” I reply sarcastically before I notice my own tone of voice.
Hm? Hm-mm-mm?” She creeps into my room on her knees with a devilish grin. “Was that… disappoint, I hear?”
“As if!” I throw myself up, feeling like she hit my weak spot, but made me think twice if I really did sound disappointed. She retreats behind the door, a trail of giggles in her wake. God, my heart is beating like crazy again. I got to get Chitanda out of my head.
“Well big sis is very bored and wants to go meet some friends from her adventurous high school days. Just making sure my cute little brother won’t be lonely because his wonderful elder sister is leaving her poor brother home alone on this hot Sunday.”
One day, someone would believe her if she didn’t use that obvious tone of voice. She’d be a bona fide con artist if combined with her poker face, without a doubt. However, me having the house to my peaceful self for the rest of the day; it sounds like paradise.
“Then everything is fine, no, better than fine. I can almost consider it as a favor even, but don’t expect anything in return, okay?”
“Fufun, and I see you’ve brought back quite the battle scar with you from that job I suggested. I can tell you had fun, like here and here!”
“H-hey! Don’t touch it. I’ve been feeling this for the past few days now.” I try to slap away her barrage of nosy little fingers.
“Come on, just a little please? Your sister is so proud I can just pinch you!”
“I said quit it!” Ugh, why can’t she just leave already instead making me waste all my energy like this? It must bring her joy to see me using up all my energy for her own wild enjoyment. Actually I have this nagging feeling it’s all her fault to begin with.
“Okay, I shall grant my dear brother the hard earned rest he deserves.”
Then say it like you mean it. But my stare has no effect as usual.
“Oh, I left a surprise downstairs so be sure to enjoy that very soon, okay?” Five seconds pass by, and just as I was about to lie back down. “That means right now!”
“Jeez, what do you want from—hey, wait…” I mindlessly stare as she disappears down the hall with a cheerful hum. Knowing this is my sister after all, I try to put some effort to think but.
“So… hot.” My mind melts to a stop as I drag myself to get some ice cold barley tea. I need something before my head overheats and drag myself into the kitchen.
Downing three full glasses of refreshing tea, effectively reducing the need for repeated trips, I strategically park myself under the gentle embrace of the electric fan. I let my body sink into the couch, watching it sway back and forth as I could feel my energy slowly being stored away, safe and sound. A moment of respite before my sister returns.
I tilt my head and stare out the sliding door into the sky, round wispy clouds rolling along. Yeah, those two round ones side by side particularly… Ah crap, I’m thinking about that again. My hands clench open and close as I can feel restlessness taking over my body once more.
“Chitanda…” I whisper her name thoughtlessly.
“Yes! W-What is it, Oreki-san?” A familiar voice gave a surprising squeal as an answer. For a second, I sit with the idea of Chitanda suddenly being in my house, seated on the couch adjacent to me with that endearing look on her face… wait one damn second here.
“Chi-Chitanda?!” Crap, did she hear me call her? Idiot, of course she did! She answered you didn’t she? My hand covers half my face, probably bright red now. Wait-wait-wait, that’s the least of my problems, what is she doing inside my house?!
“I’m—I’m sorry for intruding on your Sunday! You suddenly walked in and I didn’t know if you knew or… Y-Your sister said she would go get you but suddenly left without a word. Perhaps she was in a rush?” She gave a polite bow. I think I remember seeing her wear that same dress. I think when we met at the café but more importantly.
“That sister, of all the…” Wait, no point wasting energy by thinking now that I remember those ominous words left by her. So this is the surprise she was talking about. But that’s strange, where were the other two? I’m sure they wouldn’t be far just to prod a few jabs out of me.
“Is Satoshi or Ibara here?” The gut feeling that they were grinning right around the corner wouldn’t leave my mind.
“Mayaka-san said Fukube-san promised to take her somewhere today it seems. I tried to invite them when Oreki-san’s sister invited us over. It was very nice of her to offer when I called. Oh my, but your sister did say that you weren’t feeling well. Are you feeling alright Oreki-san? Please tell me if you are feeling pain anywhere.”
“I-I’m fine, just calm down Chitanda. Jeez, telling you something unnecessary.” I click my tongue. “But Ibara dragged Satoshi, you say? And Satoshi just let her? No, she probably did drag him to take her somewhere. Heh, maybe she forced him on a date? As if. It’s not like Ibara would… um, Chitanda?”
“So that’s why Mayaka-san didn’t accept my invitation? To think I almost interfered with her plans today.” Chitanda has a look of shock etched on her face that even a baby could tell without a shadow of a doubt.
“Ah, wait, Chitanda. I’m sure Ibara doesn’t think that way. We don’t know even know if they’re on a date. It was just a joke, a joke.”
“Oh, that’s right. Could it be that Fukube-san invited her? I wonder what he has planned today. I’m sure they’re already having fun as we speak if it’s him. They seem so close to each other.”
“Wait, Chitanda, I think you should stop. I know they are close but you might be getting a little ahead of yourself.” She’s not listening to me as usual. It is true that those two are close enough to look like an arguing married couple sometimes but… now I’m starting to believe my own joke. I should stop before I get ahead myself now. “Besides, it might be Ibara making sure he finished his part in the anthology.”
“That may be so, but I’m curious Oreki-san. I’ve been wondering why Fukube-san and Mayaka-san declined to come by even to just briefly to see you. They always seem interested or even excited to see you. And it should be even more so when I heard you weren’t feeling well. Don’t you think it strange? I’m curious!” Isn’t it because you have more interest in me than they do? Wait, now what am I thinking?!
“I… guess I can understand that, though I don’t know about excited.” Calm down me.
“Fukube-san always has a look of excitement in his eyes with you Oreki-san. I think Fukube-san sees you as a very special friend; however, I really wonder what they could be doing right now. For them to ignore Oreki-san when he’s distressed, it must be something very important. Don’t you agree?”
Ah man, there it is again. Those twinkling eyes, it feels like I’m getting sucked in by them. Is this what hypnotism feels like? If so, should I be aware of it? Or maybe it’s all in my own head? Whatever the case, I have to say something quick before I get cornered.
“It’s not like sunburn is that important. But… you could always call and ask or we could go meet them tomorrow if you’re that curious.”
“I suppose you’re right. I didn’t mean to pry.”
Thank god she backed down, but that sullen look on her face. Ugh, I’m feeling guilty now seeing her like that. “Hey Chitanda…”
Crap, my heart just skipped a beat. Her upturned glance, is that some kind of secret weapon? Why am I freezing up when it’s only a simple glance? Logically it makes no sense. But I can’t control myself no matter what. C’mon, get a grip.
“Is there something wrong?” Ugh, don’t tilt your head to the side. I can’t even look at you or else I’ll…
“Uh, would… would you like some tea, Chitanda?” Good recovery, if I say so myself.
“Yes, I would love some, thank you. And Oreki-san, I have a small request… if it is not a bother.”
“Sure, I don’t mind.” I hope she’s fine with green tea… please be fine with instant.
“May we have tea in your room?”
I should have asked before saying I wouldn’t mind. The box of tea slipped out of my hand onto the floor. I’ve never felt my neck feel stiffer than it is now as it literally grinded with every degree it took to turn, hoping maybe I didn’t hear her right.
“Sorry, could you repeat that?”
~*~*~
Stupid, I’m the biggest idiot there is. I can’t believe I let myself get a little excited and even more for letting my own imagination go wild for a brief second. I need sleep, yeah, that’s what it is. It could just be that I’m tired and not feeling myself right now. But still, this is a very strange situation I am in. I’m sure Satoshi wouldn’t let me hear the end of it even if we finish high school and college, if we miraculously end up in the same one.
Here I am, sitting in the middle of my room without my shirt. Chitanda is behind me, carefully taking a small amount of ointment from a tiny jar.
“P-Please stay still, Oreki-san.” Her voice quivers in my ear.
“Y-Yeah.” C’mon, your nervousness is going to get to me if you’re that uncertain yourself. “Thank you, Chitanda.”
“No-no, please don’t mention it!”
“I can put my shirt back on if it bothers you.”
“You can’t do that Oreki-san. We have to make sure the ointment is absorbed by your skin. It’s best… to have your shirt off so please bear with it.”
“Alright, but you don’t have to be so nervous.” Her hands covered in ointment were shaking.
“Y-Yes! Then, pardon me.”
“Uwah!” I nearly jump from the cold sensation on my raw skin.
“I’m sorry. Did it hurt Oreki-san?”
“No, it felt… really cold. I was just surprised, sorry.”
“You don’t have to apologize. I should have warned… you.”
Our eyes meet and lock for a minute before I realize I’m staring and break it. But this is totally different from what I thought it would be like. Unlike my sister’s, her hands are smaller and much softer. I could barely feel her sometimes when she touches my skin.
“Does it hurt Oreki-san?”
“No. Actually it feels… nice.” Her hands feel good, almost too good. I kind of never want this to end. From the corner of my eye, I stare at my closet mirror and watch Chitanda. Her ever comforting smile on her face warms me up. I feel self conscious as she stares at my back so attentively, as if she’s studying me.
“Now then, if you would please, could you turn around Oreki-san?”
“Huh?” Wait, she can’t be thinking…
“I need to finish putting on the ointment.” She said matter-of-factly whilst rubbing more ointment between her hands.
“Wait a minute; I can do the front by myself.” I grab her hands before letting go without thinking.
“I-It’s going to be fine Oreki-san, just let me do this for you today, okay?” I squelch the groan in my throat. There, her eyes were once again pleading me. Where does my resolution go when I see those gleaming eyes? No, I have to resist.
“You’ve done more than enough.”
“That’s not true! You’ve done so much for me. Please, just let me do this much for you.” Why is she so insistent?
“Is this about Hyouka?” I could tell from her reaction. “You’re giving me more credit than I deserve. Besides, sensei was the one who told you about your uncle.”
“But you’re the one who helped me remember!” Her eyes bind me again. “Because you were there, I remember what I had forgotten all this time. Because you’re the one, I…”
Why can’t I simply say †˜no’ to her? I probably said this innumerable number of times by now. “Alright-alright, I understand. Then… if you would please.”
This is bad. I’m giving her too much leeway. I need to draw a line somewhere but she keeps pushing the line before I can even draw one.
“Oreki-san… you have big shoulders.”
“R-Really? That should be normal for all guys, wouldn’t it?” Whoa, I can feel her fingers tickling my chest. Not good, if she feels my heart beating fast.
“Yes, but I’ve never touched… a boy like this so I’m--.” She cut her word short, and I could guess 100% what she meant to say.
Maybe it was partly because it was the most obvious thing at the moment. Plus, it really doesn’t take long to figure out her catchphrase. I hesitate to ask the question for her since this is a more sensitive subject we’re moving into, but this was a good time if any to tease her, just a little. “Are you curious… about boys?”
Her reaction was cute to say the least. I never knew her face could turn quite the lovely shade of red, and it was close, too.
“Is that wrong, Oreki-san? Am I a lewd girl for thinking such thoughts Oreki-san? Since that time we met in the clubroom, I can’t help but be curious about you.”
“L-Lewd? Wait—you’re curious about me?”
“Hau…” She let out the most adorable gasp I’ve ever heard as she shrunk away. It’d be pointless to hide the slight smirk on my face. I was kind of happy to hear that…
“If it makes you feel better Chitanda. I guess you can say I’m a little curious about you, too.” I scratch my head, trying to make her feel better.
“Eh, you as well, Oreki-san?” Too close, her face is way too close that our noses are almost touching!
“Well… just… a little.” I try to look away, but her face is right there. I could feel her breath tickling me.
“Then, is it alright if I touch you more, Oreki-san? Because I’m curious.”
“Huh, then you’re not rubbing ointment on me?”
“…T-That’s what I meant, I’m sorry!” Chitanda covers her face in bloody red shame. She bows her head but almost look like a turtle hiding in its shell.
“It’s fine. I was only teasing. Chitanda, it’s okay.” I pat her back, trying to console her.
“Then Oreki-san… do you want to touch me, too? You said so yourself. Are you curious?”
My train of thought screeches into a devastating crash, my brain left in a fiery mess. And she casually tilts her head ever so slightly to stare at me with those upturned eyes once more. This… oh, this is dangerous. No, it’s beyond dangerous. This is a crisis, a catastrophe.
I mean, I should turn down her offer right? That’s the correct, moral thing to do isn’t it? This is taking advantage of the situation. I am taking advantage of the situation! I am going to be taking advantage of her, aren’t I?
However, she admits to touching me for satisfying her own curiosity. So it’s like a trade right? I can just touch her a little bit… but how much is too much? She mostly touched my back, shoulder, and chest. Her chest… I clench my hand into a fist reflexively, thinking about her breasts being kneaded in my hands. And I have yet to realize how long I have been staring at her cleavage conveniently in plain sight.
“Chi… Chitanda, you do realize what you’re asking? I am a guy and you are… a girl.” Is this really happening to me? How serious is she? She seems so innocent when I think back. Is she really going to do it? With me?
“Please don’t say that Oreki-san…” Chitanda shields her chest, realizing how hard where I was staring. I began to let out a sigh of relief until she replies back, “I would only do this for Oreki-san, no one else.”
Something snaps. I could feel it. It wasn’t something physical. I didn’t know what it was or what it did. But I definitely felt something… go pop in my head. Was it my reason, my excuse, my cowardice? Maybe all of the above, but it probably didn’t matter. I think I just stopped thinking so much.
“Then… can you come closer?” I can hardly believe what I’m saying. My chest feels like it’s ready to burst from this indescribable feeling, yet the rest of me feel unusually calm. Chitanda looks around as if someone else might be spying on us. Her body inches closer to mine to where I could put my arms around her shoulders.
“Please… treat me kindly, Oreki-san.”
“Yeah, me too.” I reply almost too naturally, and she looks up almost in surprise. But from that movement, I could feel something soft press up against my lips. She tries to lean back, but I grab her shoulders. It feels comedic to think that my first kiss was just taken by accident. She no longer tries to lean away but stares back. Her eyes… I can never look away when she stares at me intensely like that.
“Chitanda, try closing your eyes.” I could feel her hand twining onto mine and returned her feelings by grasping hers. “Chitanda…”
“Y-Yes?” Her eyes flutters open. But before she could say another word, she would have to say it through my lips. She didn’t cringe away like I thought she would, seeing how nervous she was. Instead, I can feel her push some of her own feeling into it, if that’s the right way to put it. Or I would hope.
It was a plain kiss, I thought. Just our lips pressing together, yet my arm is locked around her shoulder as my other hand pulls her closer with her fingers woven between mine. I’m pulling her closer and closer without thinking. My eyes closed, I let my other senses delight in our moment. The smell of her hair tickles my nose, and it feels like I’m almost drinking her scent. If drinking alcohol always feels like this, then I would consider myself a hopeless drunk.
“Oreki-san, I can’t…”
“S-Sorry,” I pull back, albeit grudgingly I must add. “Did it hurt?”
“N-No-no, I just… I, um…” Chitanda wouldn’t look at me. “I forgot to breathe.”
C-Cute, so cute that it’s cheating! This unbearable urge just to hug her tight is tingling in my arms. I can restrain myself, but it’s killing me. Before she could even let out a peep of protest, I draw her in close till she was literally sitting on my lap.
“Wait, Oreki-san? W-What are you—?”
“This is practice, Chitanda.”
“Prac-… -tice?”
“Mm-hm, practice until you can breathe through your nose while we kiss.”
“Eh… eeeh?!”
“This is very important. Because… I want to kiss you as long as I want.”
“E-Eh? Then… I’ll try my best.” It seems like she is pumping herself up. I was worried she might refuse.
“I’m going to try something different, too.”
“What do you mean different?”
“Like… I want to touch you, like your chest or…” I couldn’t really finish the rest and didn’t want to make her anymore uncomfortable by saying the details.
“I’m fine with it since it is Oreki-san.”
“T-Thanks…”
“P-Please, don’t mention it…” We stare at each other for a second before both of us chuckle, trying to choke our mirth. Without a word, I hold her cheek and draw her close. Like before, only a plain kiss, but it feels like I could stay like this without end. Something so simple makes me forget everything except her.
My hand slides up her leg and feels her body squirming. I continue up and around her waist before moving up and cup her breast. She broke the long drawn kiss, gasping for breath. She covers her own mouth, trying to keep her voice from coming out. Without thinking my other hand moves to grasp her other breast. A shriek slips through her fingers when I gave both of them a generous squeeze.
“Did that hurt?” Her head shook side to side rather vigorously, a relief.
“It just… it feels like it tickles but… feels… nice… Ah!” Oops, I got excited and pinched her nipples. “O-Oreki-san! Please don’t pinch them when I’m—hngh!”
I should probably feel bad or maybe stop but… it kind of felt fun for a minute to tease her like this.
“Wait—Nn! Oreki-san, I can’t-mnn… spea—eek!”
My hands squeeze and pull at her tips as she was trying to speak with amusing effect, though I stop before ruining the mood.
“Sorry, I wanted to tease you a little.”
“Jeez, Oreki-san, a boy should treat a girl more tenderly, do you understand? That felt… very strange.”
“Sorry, forgive me.” I hung my head apologetically.
“You don’t sound like you really mean it.” Chitanda tries to growl but instead sounds more like a mischievous purr that riles me up even more.
“Then do you mind if I try a little bit more?” I gave her a hint by slipping my hands between her legs. She didn’t say a word but didn’t resist either. I could feel her back shudder against my chest. My hand is brushing up and down the inside of her thigh. Her legs slowly spread open and close as I drew closer to her most private spot with each pass.
I look to the side again to my closet mirror and see both her hands clasped against her mouth again. I want to hear her voice as she cries out. Her moans and whimpers, just thinking about them is making me swell up inside. Without thinking, I blow a kiss on her neck. Her head snaps back nearly hitting me square in the nose, but I hear it.
I could hear that small moan caught in her throat, begging to come out I could imagine. With her head crane back, a smile curls my lips before I stick my tongue out.
“Wha-wha-what? Wait! What are you doing?” Chitanda cries out feeling something wet tickle her ear.
“I’m licking you.” I continue down, painting her neck.
“Why are you doing something like that?”
“Why you ask…” I thought about it for a second, “no reason.”
“Eh?” Disbelief is written all over her face.
“I guess it’s like… instinct, maybe? Don’t ask, it feels good right?”
“… Please don’t ask me something so mean!” She covers her face again in embarrassment. God, everything she does is just too cute.
“Then don’t worry about it.” I end the argument but warn her, “I’m going to touch you even more now. Okay, Chitanda?”
I didn’t know if she was about to reply. But when my hand slipped between her legs and stroked her most sensitive spot, she literally jumps a couple of inches off my lap. She turns her head to stare at me like a confused child.
I slow it down a bit, drawing small, elongated circles. I wonder if I was doing anything until I could hear her breathing. Her chest is heaving up and down faster and faster. And then I felt something wet on my fingers. I brought my fingers up to see and felt something sticky.
“No, don’t show it to me, Oreki-san.”
“Ah, no, I didn’t mean to.” Chitanda’s face is redder than I had ever seen to the point even her ears were glowing. I look over and could see a stain starting to spread on her underwear.
“Hey, um… are you feeling a little hot?” She turns to look at me as if asking why. “My air conditioning isn’t working that well right now so um… I thought you, I mean, we might feel cooler if we…” This is too embarrassing to say. I’m scratching my head trying to figure out how to say it.
“Then… could you help me Oreki-san?”
“Huh?” Before I could reorganize my thoughts, Chitanda pulls her hair to the side revealing the zipper to her dress.
“It’s a little hard to reach so…” Her eyes meet mine before looking away.
My hands are starting to sweat now as I slowly pull the zipper down. Her healthy skin is glowing before my eyes. I try in vain to swallow the lump forming in my throat.
“Wait, no bra?” My heart jumps whilst my head went into overdrive, drawing out several conclusions in seconds.
“Don’t say it like that. The dress has a built in bra that’s why.” She chides me like a child. Her arm is raised like she was about to hit me.
“I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Are you sure?” She stares at me with scrutinizing eyes.
“Please forgive me.” I yield by bowing my head but turn my head up slightly to stare at her chest, now only hidden by a single arm.
“Where are you looking Oreki-san?”
“N-Nowhere.”
“Hm… I didn’t know Oreki-san would be such a pervert.”
“Hey now, I can’t let that pass,” I challenge her, “I didn’t say anything before but I could feel your butt rubbing my crotch more than one occasion.”
“Wha… I never did such a thing.” She shook her arms in emphasis and her well endowed bosom gave an energetic bounce for my eyes to feast on. I didn’t realize my mouth hung open while staring until she covers them up again. “That’s not fair Oreki-san that I’m the only one undressing.”
An amusing idea pops into my head when she said that. “My shirt is already off but since you said that, would you like to take my pants off?” Immediately her face flares up again.
“Calm down, I’m joking.” I didn’t think she would have it in her to do it.
“I’ll do it!” Apparently I am wrong. Her response is a little too eager than I had hoped. Never in my life would I have thought a girl would have such a serious expression inches away from my pants.
“You don’t have to be so serious about it Chitanda.” She’s totally unaware of the serious look she has right now.
“I’m fine! I just… need to…” I can see her hands fidgeting as she undid my belt and zipper. Now I’m starting to get nervous, she’s about to see me, everything. Ugh, it’s starting to wrack my nerves. “It’s kind of soft but hard at the same time.”
Oh god, her hand is touching me. Not directly but she’s still fondling around, feeling me. I almost made a noise that I would rather die than let Chitanda hear. I wonder for a second if she was thinking the same thing earlier when I was—whoa! “Chitanda?!”
She suddenly pulls my boxers back, allowing my shaft to stand up inches from her face. She just stares at my guy with a glossy look in her eyes. I can’t tell what she’s thinking.
“Um, Chitanda, since we’re this far. Let me just take my pants off myself.” She only nods without a verbal response, not breaking her eye contact from my crotch.
“May I touch it Oreki-san?”
That came out of nowhere with no warning! “… Go ahead.”
“T-Then, I use my mouth to…”
Fellatio right off the bat?! “Um… Chitanda, where did you learn that?” I pulled back before she could attempt.
“I’m sorry, am I doing it wrong? I heard that I need to use my mouth for fellatio so…”
“Wait one minute, someone taught you?” My head is starting spin wondering who told her something like that. I can already feel my blood ready to boil.
“Well the girls were talking about it when we were in the changing room some time ago. I was curious and asked them what they were talking about, and they told me all these weird things about using your mouth to make the person you love happy.”
In an instant the heat in my head began to cool down. “So it was just gossip you heard.” My heart is still pumping but I let out a sigh of relief.
“So this is a boy’s… cock.”
Hearing that word out of her mouth, my body jerks like it was zapped by an electric shock. “Did they teach you that word, too…?”
“They did. They also told me to use my tongue like this I think.”
Before I could ask, I had to hold back my groan feeling something warm and wet slide up my shaft. It feels ticklish more than anything, but still, seeing Chitanda between my legs, doing what she’s doing. I could almost feel the blood my heart is pumping going straight down into my groin. Plus the fact that she’d stop and stare at my gorged member before diving back in.
“Does it… does it feel good, Oreki-san?”
“Yeah, it feels… good.” What else I could say? This is my first time, anything she does feels good. I’m already happy enough that she would take the initiative for something like this.
“Then how about…”
Today had a lot of surprises. I never really knew what it was like to have my breath taken away until now. Overwhelmed by this feeling of something hot and moist coiling around me, this is…
“Gah! Chitanda—wait—your teeth!”
I could barely hold back my groans. I can feel her throat vibrating when she tries to speak. I could guess that she is saying †˜I’m sorry’ again and again. A slight shock at first, feeling her teeth scrape my skin. But before I can piece together my next sentence, I feel my cock suddenly get sucked into a vacuum.
My hands are already holding the side of her head. My hips twitch against my will as her head slowly bobbed up and down my shaft. All I could feel that warm vacuum sensation. My groin is throbbing non stop as she pulls away before sucking me back in. Little by little, Chitanda is working her way down to my root.
“That’s… too… good.” I wanted to at least praise her. It really is beyond anything I imagined. But with those words, I can feel her pace quicken. Again my cock throbs harder in her mouth as she works faster. Crap, at this rate, she’s going to make me come in no--.
Chitanda suddenly pulled her head away, a heavy cough from her throat.
“Hey, you okay?”
“Un, I--.” She let out a few more coughs before clearing her throat. “I think I tried a little too hard.”
Give me a break and don’t give me that kind of look. I think my heart is falling for her over and over again. Is it possible to have such a sweet yet erotic face like that? If only I could just push her down.
“Did you like it, Oreki-san? Hya?!”
Well this is an awkward moment for me, actually pushing her down suddenly without any forethought… not my best moment, I shall admit. Her eyes gaze right back into mine, a little stunned. And damn it, I can’t move. What am I supposed to do now?
“Oreki-san, it’s alright.” Her voice calms my nerve with no effort. “As long as it’s you, I’m fine.”
“Chitanda.” I’m rendered speechless. What’s this feeling? I want to do so much for her. I feel like I want to do anything for her. I want her. I want her. I want Chitanda.
“Ah, O… Oreki-san… your hand is—hah! So suddenly…” It’s incredibly soft, but beyond that, watching Chitanda’s face as I fondle her chest. I want to make her feel even better.
“Does it hurt, Chitanda?”
“N-No… I’m… it’s…” I wonder if I should stop. She could barely speak as I kept rubbing her breast. Huh, her nipples have gotten hard.
“No! Don’t pinch them!”
“Sorry!” I pull my hands back and raise them over my head in a panic, while she covers her chest. She took deep breaths, slightly hunched over. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it would hurt.”
“No, that’s not it, Oreki-san.”
“Eh?” Then what was that sudden reaction about?
“It felt… good, even better than before.” She finally looked at me again, a small tear in the corner of her eyes. “It tickled when you first touched me but now my body is… so hot. So hot it hurts. It’s not like before. I… what’s…”
“Is it because you’re getting aroused or did you almost come?” That’s what it sounds like.
“Aroused? That’s right. I’m aroused because of Oreki-san.” She shows me flawless smile. A perfect two-hit K.O. after what she just said, too.
“I’ve thought about you so much Oreki-san.” She pressed her head against my chest, hiding her face. One hand hovers over her heart while the other covers her crotch. “I can feel something, like an ache that won’t go away here… and here. When I’m alone, it would tingle so much when I think of you. Thinking about when I could see you again, wanting to meet you soon.”
She’s kidding. She has to be joking right? I think my head is ready to burst with steam any second from listening to her. It’s actually pretty embarrassing just listening to her talk about me.
“Do you think about me, too?”
“Yeah, I do.” That’s one lie I can’t tell. And even if I did, I’m sure Chitanda or anyone would see right through me. “If you don’t mind me being a little honest, I was thinking about your breasts not too long ago, before you came.”
“My breasts?” I turn Chitanda around so her back leans into my chest. “Do you like breasts, Oreki-san?”
“Yes, but yours to precise.” I lightly knead her and alternately press and pull.
“It’s warm, your hands.” She could barely stifle her moans.
“Are they?” Her hands cover mine as I fondle her.
“Yes, they’re also… big--.” She couldn’t finish her sentence as a hot sigh escapes her lips. She pushes her body into my chest, trying to run away from my grip but trapped in my embrace. Her breaths are getting erratic. I can feel the way her body heaves for each breath.
“Does it feel good?” She could only nod her head, her eyes looking at me in a trance. Her breast has to be pretty sensitive.
“Wait… not there—not now.” She gripped my hand, steadily moving up her thigh. Her legs fold together in an attempt to block me from going further. I move slower to assure her.
“It’s okay Chitanda. I want to make you feel good.” As soon as I said those words, I could hear small cracks in her voice. Hot sighs mixes with stifled groans while stroking her outer folds. I could feel her crotch getting wetter and try to look over her shoulder.
“P-Please don’t look. It’s dirty down there.” Chitanda sounds like she was ready to burst into tears.
“What are you saying now?” I wrap my arm above her waist and hug her before continuing. “Remember what you did for me?”
The fellatio was still quite fresh in both our minds, that, I am confident of. “Did you think that I was in any way dirty Chitanda?”
Of course, she shook her head like I thought she would.
“Then I would never think that there’s anything dirty about you.” I whisper softly into her ear. “You’re beautiful and adorable Chitanda. You’re beautiful.”
“That’s not… I’m not …” She tries to cover her blushing ears.
“What you say or think doesn’t matter. To me you are… you are…” Wait, what is she to me? Did I miss something here?
“I am…?” Chitanda asks me innocently.
Did I really get this far without putting thought into something so important? In fact, what am I doing right now? What’s this sick feeling I have all of a sudden? Am I… feeling disgusted… with myself? Did I really come this far without considering…?
“Oreki-san, is something wrong?”
“Chitanda, we should stop.”
†˜To be continued…’