[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...
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Ever since that day, Sakusa and Michiko couldn't get enough of each other. But surprisingly so, it was Sakusa who had the most difficult time controlling himself around Michiko. There would be times where he would drag Michiko away from doing something or talking to someone and pull her into a quickie in a semi-private space. She didn't mind, the idea of possibly getting caught thrilled her, but at the same time, they could actually get in trouble.
That's where she was finding herself today. She was held up against a wall of one of the showers in the boys' locker room with cum dripping down her thighs. She was still in her uniform, but her panties had been pulled to the side so that Sakusa could enter her.
Sakusa could be so impatient at times and he wouldn't bother putting a condom on, so Michiko was grateful that she had gotten on contraceptives. The two were breathing heavily as a thin sheen of sweat covered their foreheads. Sakusa smirked as he gave a small kiss on her nose.
"You seriously need to control yourself Kiyo," Michiko chuckled.
"Yeah, but you like it," he countered.
"I have to go clean up and change before practice starts," she said flattening down her skirt.
"I can help you."
"Oi! Stop that! I'm going to the girls' locker room before anyone gets here," she huffed and walked away.
Michiko left for the girls' locker room. She changed out of her school uniform and into a t-shirt with leggings. The small girl stared at herself in the mirror. Her lips were slightly swollen, hair disheveled, and a... damn hickey?! Her eyes widened at the dark bruise on her neck and lightly touched it. This fucker.
Michiko walked out of the locker room and found Sakusa sitting on a bench putting his volleyball shoes on. She narrowed her eyes at him and started to walk towards him.
"Give me your coat Kiyo," she demanded.
He looked up to find an annoyed expression on the small girl's face. The tall ace noticed the discolored spot on her neck and smirked.
"Why?" He asked playing dumb.
Oh, how Michiko wanted to smack that smirk off his face. She scowled at the curly-headed boy, but a devious smirk tugged on her lips.
"Because if you don't, we're not having sex for two weeks."
Sakusa immediately handed her his neon tracksuit jacket. Michiko pulled the oversized jacket on and popped the collar to hide her neck. She zipped it all the way up to the collar and hid part of her face into it. Everyone had arrived for practice. Izumi saw her best friend and approached her.
"Hey, Michi Michi! Why are you hiding in Sakusa-kun's jacket like that?" She asked a little confused.
"Hi, Izu... I'm just a little cold is all," Michiko answered lying through her teeth.
