"…Tch. Bringing me clothes that show off my chest like this on purpose, huh."
He's the one who picked this outfit. No one who knows me would ever imagine me wearing something this flashy. I've got to hand it to him—going so far as to get me a one-day black hair dye? That level of thoroughness is ridiculous.
I use the coffee shop's glass wall as a mirror to check my clothes and newly darkened hair. Twin tails are a first for me, but I managed to pull them off decently. They shouldn't come undone if someone… grabs them a little.
"…Nn."
Saliva floods my mouth. It nearly drips from the corner of my lips, and I press a hand to cover it.
"Ha… I'm a real pervert now, aren't I?"
Today's date plan: grab some food, catch a movie, do a little shopping. After that, since I'm in casual clothes, he says we're hitting a hotel. Last night on the phone, Miyagi sounded downright giddy when he laid it out:
"I'll grab your twin tails with both hands and ravage your mouth 'til you pass out, Natsuki-san. Sounds fun, right?"
"…Nmph."
Just thinking about it makes my head spin. When his dick goes wild in my mouth, my mind turns to mush. My whole body feels like it's melting—I can't even tell if I'm standing or sitting. But Miyagi doesn't stop. He keeps violating my mouth over and over until he's satisfied, and each time, my mind blanks out more. This tingling—this fear that I might not wake up, that I'll die like this—pierces through me again and again.
Next thing I know, I'm blinking awake as he wipes my face. I always pass out. No, it's impossible not to. That kind of pleasure? No one could endure it.
"Nn… Nnnh."
Just remembering it—there's no holding back. Drool seeps past my tightly pressed lips. Swallow it? Nah, not quite. I'm about to spit it out somewhere when the crowd around me stirs.
What's going on? I look up and spot Miyagi walking toward me. Pretty boy looks aside, a guy like him strolling solo naturally draws eyes. With every gaze locked on him, he finally stops in front of me.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Ao-chan! Let's get going!"
He grabs my hand with an exaggerated grin and a loud voice—while his other hand, tucked in his pocket, messes with my rotor! Calling me "Ao-chan" instead of Natsuki—probably to keep my disguise intact or dodge any nearby classmates. He's weirdly considerate like that. Gentle, even.
"Huh. Are we standing out or something?"
'"We"? No, it's YOU, dumbass!'
The stares stab into me now. Why's he with a girl like her? That's what they're thinking—disdain mixed with jealousy and envy.
'…Hmph.'
I snort without meaning to. Walking with a guy this hot (looks-wise, at least!) does wonders for my ego. All those jerks who used to look down on me as a woman? Now I'm the one looking down on them. Could get addicted to this.
Then Miyagi pipes up again.
"Hey, Natsuki-san, link arms with me. Squeeze my arm between those big boobs of yours."
"…Nmph."
My mouth's a drooling mess, so I just nod and do it. The stares intensify. Of course they do—making a guy grope my chest in broad daylight? That's a call-the-cops situation. But the culprit's grinning ear to ear.
"Man, Natsuki-san's boobs are the best."
Who're you comparing me to, you jackass!?
"It's kinda loud here. Let's find somewhere quieter."
'Because of YOU!'
I want to snap back, but I can't. The more I touch him, the worse my mouth gets. My body's conditioned now—craving it. I want him in my mouth, drool-soaked, pounding my throat. Haha… am I done for?
No. I'm still fine. This is just a physical reaction—my body's been trained to respond, that's all. Nothing to do with my mind. Today, I'll tough it out without passing out. That's what I tell myself, holding firm.
"…Hey, Natsuki-san. Your mouth's a mess right now, isn't it?"
He noticed!?
"Mmph!?"
"Keep it closed tight, okay?"
He scans the crowd, waiting until no one's close, then presses a finger to my lips.
"Let's see…"
"Nmph."
His finger slips in slowly. I clamp my lips shut, desperate to keep the drool from leaking.
"Wow, that's incredible."
His finger swims around inside, brushing my tongue and teeth. Each touch sends a jolt through my hips.
"Come on… just like that, follow me."
He takes my hand and leads me behind him. It's a secluded alley off the main street. No way—he wouldn't. Not even Miyagi would dare with dozens of people just meters away… right?
I shoot him a questioning look. He flashes a bright smile.
"Kneel down?"
You've got to be kidding.
But before I know it, my body's already on its knees in front of him.
"Here we go. Can you take it without spilling?"
He holds out his belt. I undo it fast, unzip him, and ease my lips toward his erection, careful not to let the drool drip as I take him in bit by bit. When I reach the tip, Miyagi grabs my hair, stopping me. Then, in a voice like he's soaking in a hot spring:
"…Ahh… so warm…"
Freak.
Doesn't he think a girl's drool-soaked mouth is gross? I glare up at him in protest.
"Oh, that look… Guess I can't hold back much with you staring like that."
The second he gives me that troubled grin—
"Nmph!?"
He thrusts in deep. I can't hold it—drool spills from the corner of my mouth.
"Whoops. You're soaked now."
"Y-You just—mmph!?"
And just like that, he ravages my mouth until I pass out. The movie we were excited for? Missed it. The dinner reservation? Gone.
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"Guh, Kyo-kun, hold on, it's too much…!?"
"Oh, I've always wanted to try throat-fucking while groping your boobs."
"Mmph!"
I was pissed about missing the movie and dinner, but once we got to the hotel room, it's back to the usual. No—today's worse than usual. Miyagi's obsessed with this childish twin-tail look, going at my mouth nonstop. First, I'm kneeling before him as he stands, gripping my twin tails with both hands. Now I'm on my back at the bed's edge, my chest crushed in his hands as he keeps going.
I can barely breathe as his dick speeds up in my throat.
"First one's coming, okay?"
"Nn!?"
My mouth fills with a white rush of pleasure. My body convulses uncontrollably—a mix of chills and burns tearing through my spine. Am I really going to die this time? I think that every time, but my body keeps craving more. My lips cling to him as I spread my legs.
Next is down there.
"Whoa, it's a flood again today."
"Shut up… mmph… Hey, when you finish…"
I beg him like always.
"Got it. I'll give it all to your mouth, Natsuki-san."
"…Yeah."
And so, once again, Miyagi dyes my body and soul beyond return.