[in dire need of some editing]
Matsuragi Michiko. Sakusa Kiyoomi. What starts off as a middle school crush becomes something unexpected.
Warning ⚠️
Includes mature language with a splash of immature thinking, may get a bit steamy in later chapters...
WARNING ⚠️ This chapter is a 🍋, so if you're not 16+ you probably shouldn't read it, but I also can't control what you all do, so read with caution. I'll signal when it starts and ends so that you can skip and still be able to enjoy the chapter :) Thanks for getting this story to reading this shit!
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Michiko was frozen as her face became furiously red. His voice definitely lowered an octave as he whispered those words to her. The underlying innuendo of his question made her hot along with that goddamn smirk on his lips. She's had lewd thoughts of her boyfriend that made her embarrassed, but now she wanted those thoughts to come true.
Yeah, the small girl had plenty of kisses and make-out sessions with a few other guys before she came to Itachiyama, but she always stopped before she could do the nasty with any of them. She did have quite a bit of experience, but not in the department of fucking someone. As corny as it may seem, Michiko wanted her first time to be somewhat special and with someone she genuinely liked.
She was a virgin, but fuck it, "What kind of dessert do you want?"
Michiko's words escaped her mouth producing a sultry tone as she played along. She looked at Sakusa with half-lidded eyes. Her lips were red and slightly swollen from the aggressive kiss. She looked like a dream to the curly-headed boy. The small girl's hair was a little disheveled and her cheeks were flushed. On instinct, Sakusa stood up still holding Michiko. She wrapped her legs around his waist as she held onto him in response.
***Lemon Starting***
The next thing Michiko knew was that she was thrown onto Sakusa's bed and her lips were soon attacked again. She ran her hands through Sakusa's hair and tugged at his curls. One of his hands moved to her thigh and softly caressed it, causing the shirt she borrowed to lift up and expose her lacy, black panties. Sakusa groaned as his fingers lightly brushed the material of her panties. He pulled away, his nose barely touching Michiko's.
"I should have never given you my shirt," he grunted.
Michiko blushed, not saying anything back. Her chest rapidly lifted up and down as she tried to catch her breath. Sakusa bent down to her ear giving Michiko goosebumps.
"Because now, I have to tear it off of you."
And that he did. Sakusa skillfully tore his shirt off of Michiko exposing her matching bra and panties. She gasped at the sudden coldness hitting her skin. He slightly growled at the sight beneath him as his eyes clouded with desire. He admired the flustered girl as she looked away from him.
"That's no fair Kiyoomi," she pouted.
He chuckled and swiftly removed his own shirt. Michiko moved her eyes to his exposed torso. Oh, fuck. The small girl had seen Sakusa shirtless before when he changed jerseys for practice or games, but to have this guy up close with his toned chest and abs in her face was another thing. Her hands moved on their own as they roamed his body. Sakusa sighed at the touch of her small, delicate hands.
