Everyone Thinks Wakana Is Innocent—But She Only Gets Naughty With Me (GL) - Chapter 27

She came to me slowly.

“––––!?”

A black thing purring and rubbing against me. There are plenty of annoying people at school who rub against me, and I hate it from the bottom of my heart. But if I’m going to be rubbed against by such a fluffy creature, I welcome it.

“S-So cute…!”

I felt my cheeks relax rapidly as I stroked the black fluff on my lap.

“What? What is this? It’s too cute…!”

It was so fluffy, it felt like there was a lot of air inside its fur. When I stroked its throat, it flipped over as if feeling good. When I stroked its belly, it wriggled and squirmed.

“Wakana-san, are you going to live with this child every day from now on…?”

Wakana-san seems to have started keeping a cat. When she came to return the massager I had borrowed, this child was already in Wakana-san’s house.

“That’s right. Isn’t it nice?”

Wakana-san raised the corner of her mouth slightly. She said it as if basking in a sense of superiority.

“Nice. It’s really nice.”

But I was so envious that I wasn’t annoyed by such a gesture.

“What’s its name?”

“Ochibizu.”

What a strange name. But that’s not bad either. Because it’s cute.

“Ochibizu~, here, here, does this feel good~?”

I made a cat-like voice that I would never usually let anyone hear and tickled Ochibizu’s belly. Feeling good, Ochibizu patted my hand and flipped over again.

“Haa~, so cute––––wait, Wakana-san, what are you doing?”

I was distracted by Ochibizu. For some reason, Wakana-san was lying on the carpeted floor.

Wakana-san, still in her uniform, flipped over without worrying about getting dirty. She lay on her back, showing her body to me.

“…Stroke me too?”

Only turning her gaze to me. Wakana-san instructed me in a whisper.

Wakana-san’s whole body was in my sight. Her body on the floor looked strangely sensual. Her slightly bent legs created a deep space between her thighs and skirt. I felt like I was going to be sucked in.

“No, stroke you, like––––”

“When I saw Ochibizu being stroked, I couldn’t stand it anymore.”

As if showing me how to do it. Wakana-san gently stroked the fabric over her blazer.

“…Is it no good?”

Eyes that seemed to rely on me. A voice that seemed to cling to me. Eyes containing a drop of sweetness stared at me.

“Or, can’t I do it?”

“No, what are you saying––––”

“Are you, conscious of me?”

The color of her eyes changed to something that seemed to be confirming me. It’s okay to stroke Ochibizu, but if I hesitated to do it to Wakana-san. That could only mean that I had special feelings for Wakana-san.

“…! It’s not like that.”

I lifted my waist once. I sat down right next to Wakana-san. Wakana-san, who I saw looking down, was still sexy. Wakana-san’s br3asts, which insisted on their fullness as if resisting gravity, were more noticeable than ever.

I endured the slight tension. I reached out to Wakana-san’s stomach. The rough texture of the blazer was transmitted to my hand. As I stroked it many times, the sensation in my hand became strange.

When I put force into it as if pushing in the blazer. Wakana-san broke into a smile as if feeling good. That was somehow funny. I sank Wakana-san’s stomach several times through the blazer.

Wakana-san opened her mouth slightly as if enduring it. I could tell that a sweet voice was about to leak out.

“…Take off my uniform?”

Wakana-san kept her gaze on me. She whispered so softly.

“Huh…?”

Wakana-san, lying down, was defenseless. That’s right, no matter what I did, Wakana-san couldn’t do anything. But Wakana-san asked me to take off her clothes myself.

“…Is it really okay?”

Wakana-san nodded slightly. I slowly reached for the buttons on her blazer. I carefully unbuttoned the two of them.

If this is the reaction through the blazer. If I remove it. What kind of reaction would Wakana-san have? Such curiosity moved me.

“––––Nn”

Wakana-san’s stomach, which I stroked over her shirt, was very soft. It was exactly the same as that time. The difference was that I was touching Wakana-san with my own will.

“…Sana, you’re good at it.”

Wakana-san’s face, saying that, was flushed. Her slightly disordered breathing and the sweet voice she occasionally leaked led me further.

“––––Nn, ah… Aah––––”

I stroked her stomach as if tickling her. Just like Ochibizu, Wakana-san twisted her body. As if enduring it, she rubbed her slightly bent legs together many times. Her thighs touched each other. Wakana-san released her pleasure.

“…Does it feel good?”

“…Yeah. Very much.”

Wakana-san is erotic. To look at me with such a face.

“Hey.”

“What?”

“Take off my shirt too?”

Wakana-san is hoping for the next stage. Feeling good, her voice leaked out. Wakana-san’s body is seeking even more pleasant pleasure.