Cover doesn't belong to me.
Y/N, a girl, with unexplainable beauty and brains, the perfect combination. A little fragile but she knows when to be hard. With the blink of an eye, Aoi Ryugoku, the enforcer of the student council, falls in love with he...
There is smut in this chapter. If you're not comfortable with reading smut, then please do not read this chapter. Nothing major will be there. So you'll remain on track with the story line whether you read this chapter or not.
Y/N whined as she was pushed to the wall of the closet. Has she ever felt intimidated by Aoi? Well, no. But this time this intimidation was something completely different. She found this controlling, dominant side of Aoi's quite hot and it made her feel different. A good different.
She had never been so vulnerable under the older's frame before but now she felt completely helpless as if she were powerless. She had no control. And Aoi could easily do whatever she wanted with her. It turned her on.
She was already imagining Aoi doing all sorts of hot and wild stuff to her. She bit her lip and raised her head to make eye contact with Aoi despite the darkness within the closet. She still knew that Aoi knew her well enough to know what she would do. So, when she leaned forward just slightly, Aoi held her chin and kissed her again.
The kiss felt unreal as if it lasted for hours. Aoi licked her bottom lip asking her for entrance but she decided to be playful and denied. This was enough to get Aoi more riled up. She deepened the kiss, and gripped Y/N's waist harshly. A small whimper sounded out from Y/N's lips as she let Aoi explore her mouth.
Aoi pulled away and heard the closet opening. Shiromi was standing there wearing a devious smirk. She giggled and knew she needed nothing more to say or do to let them know that she was literally listening in on their make-out session.
"Are you gonna say something?" Aoi asked as she pushed past her out of the closet. Y/N followed.
"Why'd you just assume that?" Shiromi asked, looking very obviously shocked.
Y/N laughed a little, "Chill out, both of you." Shiromi smirked and nudged Y/N's shoulder playfully, "Rough,ay?"
"YOU LITTLE-" Aoi was gonna swear but she just composed herself and let it slide.
"Damn, I've never seen her miss a chance to curse," Shiromi said, "It seems you really put a leash on her."
Y/N shrugged.
"Seriously though," Shiromi said as she sat down on the couch, "Is she rough?"
"I mean," Y/N giggled nervously and scratched the back of her neck, "We didn't really do anything, I-"
"Then how come it seems like you both had a good fuck in there?" Shiromi said, her words turning Aoi dark red.
"We didn't," Aoi said, through gritted teeth, "We just kissed that's all."
"Oh, you both are so messed up right now, noone would believe that," Shiromi said, laughing.
The couple blushed and looked away, avoiding eye contact.
Timeskip
After the council members left. Aoi and Yeri made their way up to the bedroom and they freshened up.
Y/N
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