Chapter 505

“Ah, sunbae-nim...! I don't want this...!”

Hiyori, who had followed silently behind me all the way to the room, slumped to the floor the moment I opened the door with my keycard and stepped inside.

It was funny seeing her grab my wrist with both hands, dropping her weight to anchor herself stubbornly to the floor.

She looked a bit like a girl clinging to a departing boyfriend, or maybe a child throwing a tantrum.

“What are you doing?”

“I'm sorry. Let's just go back out... Ah, come on...!”

She looked adorable as she was dragged along, whining like a hungry puppy.

She shouldn't have done something to warrant an apology in the first place.

Strictly speaking, it wasn't a huge mistake, but she had soured my mood, which meant she had to be punished.

I practically tossed Hiyori onto the bed—without even letting her take her shoes off—and immediately climbed on top of her.

Pinning her hips firmly with my legs so she couldn't squirm, I snatched her flailing arms and pressed them down into the mattress.

“Uh...? Hyaaaah! It hurts...!”

A dramatic shriek burst from Hiyori's lips.

She was clearly faking it.

I wasn't even pressing down hard. How ridiculous.

“If you keep being noisy, I'm going to rip your clothes.”

I glared down at her as she struggled wildly. At my threat, she immediately sucked her lips tight inward.

Smiling in satisfaction, I continued.

“Why do you keep acting up?”

“...I told you I was sorry...”

“So you just do whatever you want and think an apology fixes everything? In that case, I guess I can just do whatever I want to you and say sorry afterward.”

“Wh-what are you going to do...!”

“Don't play dumb.”

Rustle.

I pulled the hem of Hiyori's T-shirt up just past her navel. Startled, her entire body went rigid.

Her breathing grew heavy, and as I watched her face gradually turn bright red, I spoke.

“Hey.”

“...”

“Aren't you going to answer?”

“Why...?”

“You're going to move in with me, right?”

“I-I don't want to... Hya...!”

Hiyori hurriedly brought an arm up to cover her chest.

That was because I had yanked her T-shirt up rather aggressively the moment I heard her answer.

Resting one hand against her fair skin—baring her ribs and the lower curve of her breasts—I narrowed my eyes slightly and stared down at her.

“You don't want to?”

“No... I mean... that's not something you can just decide on your own, sunbae-nim...! W-wait a minute... why are you taking off your pants?!”

“So, you don't want to?”

“Are you crazy today?! Why are you doing this?!”

“I said, you don't want to?”

“I-I didn't say I don't want to, but we need to discuss it properly...”

Discuss it? She normally just did whatever she felt like.

Sure, moving in together was a major decision, but her stalling still annoyed me.

“Do you actually want to move in with me?”

“Well... I-I am a little curious about it...”

“Then that settles it.”

“It doesn't settle anything! Moving in together isn't a decision you can just easily— No, no! Wait!”

Hiyori's eyes doubled in size as she caught sight of my now-exposed lower half.

When I fully freed my member and pressed it near her chest, she sucked in a sharp breath and audibly gulped.

“Wh-what are you trying... Ah! Why are you moving my arms...?”

She squeaked out the question as I pushed both of her arms firmly against her chest.

Pinning her arms against her ribs to lock them in place, I answered.

“Stay exactly like this.”

“What are you trying to do... What is it?”

“Why do you have so many questions? Just be quiet.”

“But...! You're...”

Twitch.

Hiyori's body, already so tense that her teeth were chattering, gave a violent shudder.

The stiff member digging into the center of her bra had just introduced her to a completely unfamiliar sensation.

The front clasp of her bra clamped down tightly around my shaft.

Utilizing that friction, I thrust my hips forward, forcing the tip to poke right out from the deep cleavage pressed between her breasts.

“Eek...!”

Hiyori stared down at the sight beneath her bunched-up T-shirt, and I could feel the trembling vibrations racking her entire body.

It was incredibly erotic to watch her eyes slowly fill with curiosity.

Pleased with the reaction, I gave her an order.

“Look up.”

“...Huh?”

“Look up and stick your tongue out.”

“Why...?”

“Hurry up.”

“I-I'm scared...”

“You're scared?”

“Yeah...”

“Good.”

“What do you mean, 'good'?! Sunbae-nim, you look super ugly right now...!”

Suddenly bringing up my looks out of nowhere.

I probably wasn't actually ugly; my forceful attitude was just intimidating her, so she was lashing out in her own clumsy way.

“Is that so?”

“It is...!”

“Do you want to have my baby, too?”

“Wh-what did you just say...?!”

Her jaw dropped wide open.

Judging by her sheer disbelief, she hadn't anticipated that question in the slightest.

Since Hiyori and I hadn't built up the same deep bond that Miyuki and I had, her reaction was entirely understandable.

“I'm just joking.”

I gently stroked her bright red cheek. Shaking her head to snap out of her daze, Hiyori flashed a horribly awkward smile.

“R-right...? It was a joke, right?”

“Of course.”

“Your tone got so gentle all of a sudden... Are you sure it's a joke? You aren't trying to trick me, are you?”

“Why would I trick you?”

“You're going to put me at ease with a lie and then do... that... inside me...”

Well, well. She was reading my thoughts perfectly.

If that was the case, I might as well just do it. Ejaculate first, think later.

Honestly, the very fact that she was voicing those worries meant she was already mentally prepared for it to happen anyway.

I decided to look at it that way. There was no need to overcomplicate things.

“I'm not.”

“Really...?”

“Really.”

Having reassured Hiyori with a gentle tone, I pulled her T-shirt back down over us.

Then, as I slowly began to thrust my hips back and forth, Hiyori let out a long, trembling breath through her nose, feeling the friction right between her breasts.

Her hot breath drifted down the collar of her shirt, lightly brushing against the tip of my member.

The sensation brought an immense wave of pleasure and satisfaction. Gradually increasing my speed, I fully surrendered to the thrill of this unique play with Hiyori.

“I-is it good...?”

Squeezing her breasts together tighter and tighter as time passed, Hiyori asked the cautious question. I gave a slow nod.

“Yeah.”

“Does it actually feel good...?”

“It does. Squeeze tighter.”

“H-how?”

“Push them together more.”

“Don't be so mean about it!”

“How is that being mean?”

“Your tone is super mean!”

“Stop spouting nonsense and squeeze them together.”

“Don't order me around!”

“I'm not going to say it twice.”

“Geez...”

Despite the massive pout on her face, Hiyori obediently followed my instructions.

The soft pressure gripping my shaft grew delightfully snug. I kept thrusting my hips, staring down at her.

She still looked incredibly sullen, but that had its own unique charm.

It was like seeing a perfect half-and-half mix of Renka and Miyuki.

Just looking at her seemed to amplify my pleasure.

“Hey.”

“What?!”

“Stop being so rebellious.”

“I'll do what I want!”

“You won't regret that?”

“I won't!”

Even as she talked back, Hiyori pushed her breasts together even tighter so I could feel it better.

Wasn't this her first time doing a paizuri?

And yet, she was adapting surprisingly well. It was both funny and incredibly endearing.

“Alright then.”

I let out a patronizing chuckle. As Hiyori glared at me, refusing to back down, I picked up the pace.

“Ngh... My shoes...”

“What about them?”

“No... Never mind...”

Hiyori gave up on complaining and clamped her mouth shut.

Unable to meet my gaze, her eyes darted around the room. It seemed the situation—the feeling of being completely dominated, paired with the heavy, sticky atmosphere—was finally getting to her, flooding her with arousal.

The sweat gathering in her cleavage acted as a natural lubricant, making every thrust of my cock feel unbelievably smooth and soft.

I ruthlessly teased Hiyori, who was clearly getting off on the visual stimulation alone. As a familiar tingling began to build up in my groin, a smirk crept onto my face.

“Wh-what are you doing...? Why are you smiling...?”

Seeing the anxiety flutter across her face, I pulled my cock out from between her breasts and slid all the way down to her crotch.

Without hesitation, I undid the button of her pants—something that had been especially getting on my nerves today.

The visual stimulation must have done a number on her; her panties were completely soaked.

Pushing the damp fabric aside, I pressed the tip of my member directly against her plump, exposed folds.

“No, wait...!! What are you doing...?!”

A cry of absolute panic ripped from Hiyori's throat.

She had figured out exactly what I was about to do.

“Shut up.”

“You said you wouldn't...! You promised you wouldn't do it inside me!”

Hearing her desperate pleas only turned me on more.

Completely giving in to my desires, I drove my hips forward.

Squelch—!

My cock slid smoothly past her entrance, burying itself deep inside her.

“Hyaaaah...!!”

Watching Hiyori buck her hips wildly and tremble all the way down to her legs, I knew I had made the right choice.

I flattened myself against her upper body and let myself go. The very moment I began to ejaculate, her legs instinctively wrapped tight around my waist.

She hadn't been anticipating it; her body had just reacted purely on instinct.

“Hwaaah...”

Spurt after spurt of scorching hot seed pumped out, filling her to the brim. The sensation must have been unimaginably overwhelming for her; she threw her head back, her entire body trembling in ecstasy.

I pressed my lips against her long, pale neck, sucking on her skin as I continued to pump my seed deep into her womb over and over again.

“Aaaah... You're so mean...”

Why did her weak complaint sound so intensely erotic?

Her voice was dripping with a natural, unconscious charm that made my brain feel like it was melting from the sheer pleasure of it all.

Strangely enough, finishing inside Hiyori made me feel like the finish line of my ultimate goal was finally within reach.

I didn't understand why I was feeling this way.

Perhaps it was because I was deliberately pouring my seed into Hiyori, my final heroine.

My mind felt completely clear and refreshed.

It felt as if all my complicated worries had simply melted away.

I would pour every last drop into her.

With that thought in mind, I crashed my lips against the dazed Hiyori's mouth and thrust myself even deeper inside her.