My Dear Seatmate ♤ Classroom Of The Elite ♤

Bitch

Everything was going perfectly well, Kiyotaka was about to kiss me goodbye when the sound of a photo being taken broke us out of our bubble.

When I met the eyes of the person holding a cell phone. The impact that their cold eyes being melted by the flames of hatred had on me was devastating.

I ask myself, how does it feel to have the future of the person you hate most in your hands?

I hope it's enjoyable, because I'm going to do everything I can to answer this question as personally and warmly as possible.

Suzune Horikita

That was crazy...

We'd just had a very long and tiring "goodbye" and yet there I was... throbbing and sensitive, trying at all costs to feel more of your skin on mine...

It was never enough.

The cold water running over my body made me shiver and yet I still felt on fire. There was no time to feel cold as Kiyotaka kissed, caressed and squeezed me in all the right places.

Kiyotaka turned off the shower and pushed me against the cold wall, his lips leaving mine and concentrating on my breasts. Licking, sucking and biting, I had left a mark on his neck, but Kiyotaka seemed to want to write his own name on my breasts and that's not a complaint. Ayanokouji stopped but didn't move away, I could still feel his warm breath on my flushed and sensitive skin, with his firm hands on my waist Kiyotaka moved down... his breath tickling my skin, he got down on his knees and looked at me.

"I want you to put your legs on my shoulders."

It wasn't a request and he was on his knees, it made me have conflicting feelings and sensations so I decided not to question it too much and just obeyed.

Leaning where I could.

The first caress of his tongue on me made me lose my balance and I ended up turning the shower on again, if it hadn't been for Kiyotaka's hands on my waist, I would have had a less than pleasant encounter with the tiled floor.

He waited impatiently until I signaled that I was ready and even though I wasn't, I nodded for him to continue.

I was tense, Kiyotaka's shoulders, although broad, were flat because of the water, and it was difficult to balance myself, mainly because of Ayanokouji's tongue on me. Touching, caressing, sucking and invading places I didn't know needed to be explored.

The moment was tense and torturous and yet I had never felt so... free? I wanted to scream, but I only allowed myself to raise my voice a little - the water from the shower would surely drown out the unrecognizable sounds coming from my throat.

I was almost... I was very close, my body tensing and pulsing in flames, when in one swift movement Kiyotaka put me down and stared at me for a few moments, his lips glistening with moisture, my legs barely able to support me.