No Blossom

XV

"You're still here?"

I blinked my eyes and glanced over at the windows. The curtains were open and morning light poured into the living room.

What time was it? I had to- No, wait, it was Saturday.

I sighed in relief and stood up, then walked over to the window and watched the traffic build up car by car until I couldn't see the houses across the road. It was noisy, I wasn't used to the sound of traffic so early in the morning, just the sound of people rushing up and down the stairs, slamming doors behind them.

"Saya?"

I felt a hand brush through my hair and settle on my shoulder. I hadn't heard her get up, but I recognized her touch and leaned into it. It was so comforting and warm. But suddenly her other hand grabbed the zipper on my trousers and opened it in one go.

!

W-Why was I so hard?

"Wait- Saya!" I cried out, but she wasn't listening to me. She gripped my boner firmly and pressed her lips against my neck, sucking on my skin. "A-hh-!" Why was she suddenly being so aggressive? I wanted to ask her what was going on, but when I looked up from the floor, I realized that I was standing exposed in front of the window.

"Saya- We can't-" I tried to tell her, but my words weren't making any sense. All I could do was moan and lean against the window as she stroked me.

It was wrong, inappropriate, vile. What if someone saw me? I couldn't even think about it, I was so embarrassed. Was she doing it on purpose to make me embarrassed?

But no matter how hard I tried to reason and hold it in, I just couldn't. It felt so good that I thought my legs would give out. "You're trying to hold it back. I can see it all over your face", She suddenly whispered and stopped touching me. As soon as she let go of me, I came, my cum dripping down the window. "You sounded like a girl just now".

W-What?

My eyes shot open and I sat up, but I wasn't in front of the window. I was fully clothed on the couch. "Saya?" No response. She wasn't there, she was still asleep in her own bedroom.

A dream?

Realizing that I had just had such a perverted dream about her made me want to curl up in shame. What was wrong with me? How could I face her ever again? She would have been disgusted.

But even though I knew it was just a forbidden dream, I couldn't get it out of my head.

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"So you're Kiryuu, huh?"
I nodded and continued writing my report.
"Why would your parents give you a name like that?"
I was starting to get a little frustrated, so I decided not to respond and just focus on my work.

"You're trying to hold back, aren't you?"

I can't hold it anymore...I'm going to come...

"Why is your face always so red?" The woman unwrapped her scarf and looked at me with piercing eyes. At least she wasn't aware of the real reason, who knew what she would do if she knew. I was already the mockery of the workplace, my colleagues saw me as nothing but someone that didn't belong there. "Like a little bird in an eagle's nest". Most of the officials were trained in security, they worked in high positions, except the janitor, and...me.

I found out that Hibiki-san was from a digital marketing company and had been hired as part of a social media campaign. It had only been two weeks since she arrived at the bureau, but every day she made sure to remind me of my lowly position and pathetic appearance. If my life at the workplace wasn't hard enough before, it definitely was now.
So far there was only one thing that kept me from falling apart.

Saya...

"You can moan. It's alright. Kiryuu."

"Saya!"

"I thought you said you didn't have a fever", Hibiki leaned towards me, but didn't dare to try taking my temperature. She just glared at me like I had murdered somebody. "Wait a minute. Were you just blushing this whole time?" She backed away in disgust, then faced the other way. "Don't tell me you have a crush on me!"

No- There was no such thing!

"Besides, you probably won't get a girlfriend unless your parents put you up with someone. I kind of feel bad for you, but even I have standards."

Her words were nothing new, these were things that most people thought of me even if they didn't say it aloud. That I was unattractive. Pitiful. Pathetic. Not just the way I looked, but also my personality.

But sometimes, even though I had somewhat accepted who I was and learned to live with it, it still bothered me. I had one life and there wasn't much for me to choose from, just what I was born with. For someone like me, even wealth and a successful career wouldn't do much good. There were so many things wrong with me, even just my name.

"Kiryuu."

I could practically hear her voice in my head, and it alone comforted me. It was ironic, she wasn't a warm person and she didn't do it on purpose either. But she still comforted me more than anyone ever had. She never looked down on me, even though I was confident that she knew other people did. The things she said about me were all true, but she never said anything to insult me. Like people usually did.

"That's not true", I snapped at her, surprising both her and myself. Why did my voice suddenly sound so confident? "I have a girlfriend. Her name is Okajima Saya."

Hibiki stared at me for a moment, then walked over to the side table and poured herself a cup of coffee. "Okajima Saya, huh?"

"I know Saya-san well enough and she wouldn't date someone like you."

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