Stealing Spree

With Marika looking extremely satisfied with our small talk that she almost failed to restrain herself from getting even closer to me, a thought popped up inside my head.

Since Ichihara Jun was openly trying to restrict her again and even had the gall to come and try to enter my office, why not create another situation that would send him fuming? 𝘯𝘰𝘷．𝑜𝘳𝘨

Even if he’s already suspecting me, without actual proof in his hands, he could only act on that suspicion. And after yesterday, I doubt he would mindlessly come and barge into my office once again.

Although I never planned to bring him to a guidance counselor, the fact that I let him off lightly would remain in his mind. Rumors about it even made their rounds today which seemingly died down after lunch break.

He or his followers most likely made a move to suppress it.

That’s fine. I wasn’t betting on the rumor to be that effective.

What’s more important to me was… Marika’s growing independence in her decisions.

“Oh, senpai. Are you going home? Can I accompany you for a bit?”

At the same time as I said that, I took my phone from my pocket and sent a short message to Chii, informing her that I would be returning shortly.

I doubt this would take a while, anyway. And even if I wished for it, it’s currently impossible.

“Accompany me?” Marika paused to look behind her, checking in with her bodyguards. Although I couldn’t see it from where I was standing, she was probably communicating with them through her eyes.

And sure enough, a few seconds later, the two stepped out of the vehicle and walked away, leaving the engine on.

The girl then turned to me, a hint of gleeful anticipation on her face as she reached her hand out to me.

Placing my hand on top of her palm, Marika clenched it as she led me inside the car.

Of course, the two of us checked our surroundings first. Given that most students already went home, there were only a few that could be seen from where we were standing. And luckily enough, none of them were walking in this direction.

And so, the two of us settled inside the backseat without any problem.

Once I pulled the door close, Marika released my hand and bashfully lowered her head, “Uhm, is this what you meant by accompanying me, Junior-kun?”

This girl… Should she really ask that? I never mentioned wanting to be in the same situation as before. But then again, I wasn’t that clear with her when I told her I wanted to accompany her for a bit.

In any case, I gotta make use of this situation instead.

“Mhm. This reminds me of last week, senpai.” Upon saying this, I inched closer to her with my arms stretching to her side.

Back then, she was the one who initiated everything by being so forward so… it’s my turn today.

With my fingers gradually clamping onto her soft waist, I exert a bit of my strength, tugging her close to me.

Even before Marika could utter a response, her whole body was already pressing on me. And perhaps to support herself, she used her hands to lean onto my chest with her head comfortably placed on my shoulder.

The sweet fragrance of her hair wafted to my nose but it was soon replaced by warm breath when she raised her head and replied in a gentle tone.

“Me too, Junior-kun…”

“You’re a little cheeky back then. Of all people, you chose me to become your instrument to make him jealous.”

Using my free hand, I placed my thumb on her red lips, tracing it gently. Marika sucked her lips in at first but when I didn’t stop at it, she gradually opened it, allowing me to do what I wanted.

And while I was doing that, one of her hands bravely climbed from my chest to the back of my ear, holding my head like that. I could feel her fingers gradually digging into my hair to get her firm hold. And perhaps in response to what I did, her thumb sensually caressed my ear lobe.

“I have no regrets, Junior-kun. If not you, no one else can fill that spot.”

“Yeah, right. I’m the only one daring enough to take advantage of you like this.”

Marika had no words for that. Her mind wandered a bit, most likely remembering what happened these past few days before a radiant smile peeked from her lips.

She then grabbed my thumb, clutching it in her palm. Following that, even if it was a little difficult considering how she lost support, Marika lifted herself as she slowly took her place on my lap, straddling me.

My arm naturally followed her, supporting her back and unconsciously fixing her position.

As bold as this situation was, we’re safe because of the tinted windows. Only when those bodyguards press their faces on it would they be able to see what’s happening inside. And at the moment, they’re still at a certain distance, just watching our surroundings.

After getting her most comfortable position, Marika moved my hand she was clutching down to her waist and pushed it to her back. In this way, she became enclosed in my arms. With a little tug, the almost negligible distance between our bodies was instantly closed.

Her squishy front pressed into my chest, giving me the window to glance at that crevice inside her uniform. Her bra was also a little visible but with all of her buttons still in place, I could only see the outer layer.

In any case, that’s not the best part of this. With the way she was sitting on my lap, I could feel the growing warmth beneath her skirt. She perfectly settled on top of my little brother, after all.

Although it wasn’t hard yet, I doubt I would be able to hold on to how assertive she’s becoming.

Not that I hate it. In fact, this was better than what I imagined when I asked for a bit of her time.

“Junior-kun… am I allowed to do this?” With her face mirroring the conflict she’s feeling at the moment, Marika raised that question alongside calling out to me with a hint of affection.

“Does this feel wrong to you? This isn’t the first time we became this close.”

Right. Every instance that we’re alone together, we always end up this close. For her to question it now, she’s probably on the verge of convincing herself that nothing’s wrong with this. In that way, whatever guilt she was still carrying would disappear in a flash.

“A bit. Jun-kun is my fiancée yet we’ve never been this close.”

“I see. Have you ever thought about doing this with him?” As I said this, my hands slid down her spine and settled just before the soft pair of her lower body.

Marika squirmed a bit from being tickled but she didn’t even try to stop me.

“No. I have never… But I’ve seen him do this to other girls.” She replied.

Oh. So, she’s not that entirely clueless about his womanizing habits. I first thought that no one informed her of it. That the only thing she was aware of was his habit of approaching another girl which she always try to stop. Like that time with Ishida-senpai.

Well then, this might sound like I would be manipulating her but… this was the right moment to bring up the idea that popped up in my head.

“Then, senpai. What about showing him this? Let’s take another photo. Let him have the same experience as you. He’s aware that you only used me for that last photo, we better make it appear genuine this time.” After dropping that suggestion, I let my hand drop to her squishy bottom, cupping the pair perfectly.

Marika’s eyes widened instantly but whether it was because of my suggestion or what I did, I had no idea. Because right after that, the girl buried her face in my shoulder as her arms crossed behind me.