False Advertising
Twenty-Nine
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Shun burst through the door with a near snarl.
However, before Shun could even voice his first words of irritation and truth,
he took to the almost scary fact that Suka was no where to be seen. He
was about to back into the hallway again had not the door clicked behind him,
eliciting an icy run of fear up his spine. He didn't want to fear Hasukawa, but in his current state of mind, who was to
say what couldn't happen? He gasped as a finger made the same trail along
his back – two hands then slipping around his waist to give him a very amorous
hug. He went pale as Suka's hot breath ran over his ear, making him shiver
involuntarily and moan as light as a whisper. He would have nearly gone
limp in his arms had not two actions brought him flying back to reality.
One of the hands dipped south a little, pressing on his pelvis while he felt
something rigid press against his rear. "Hi, Shun-chan. . ."
Shun turned and pushed Suka back hard, a hot flush
reddening his cheeks. Unable to form any sort of words at the moment, he
only returned Suka's confused expression while Kisaragi thanked the above that
the whole thing had made him too scared to be anything but flaccid at the
moment. Had he not been absolutely terrified by whatever the hell that
was pressed against his backside he might have succumbed to a very ill-thought
reaction. Shun stepped back as Suka made a slight advance. Shun turned
away to avoid looking at the slight bulge in his soon-to-be-belted friend's
pants.
Shun 'erk'ed when he ran out of
places to go, heavy breaths rushing from him. He jumped as Hasukawa's hand fell
onto his shoulder. "Shun-chan?"
He'd be really easy to smack, right about now.
What happens next? :
[Shun just buckles and faints.]
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[Shun slaps Kazuya.] – Go to
Chapter Thirty-Nine (