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+G to L › Loveless
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
945
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Loveless or the characters. I just twist them for my own fun.
Stickers and Stuff
Midori bit his lip anxously, gazing around the room which was empty besides them. Class had just ended, but-
someone could've left something behind and return any minute to retrieve it.
"Ai," he muttered, trying to budge her from where she knelt in front of him. "Ai, this is dangerous. We could
get in trouble for this! Remember how harsh Ritsu was that time?"
Ai laughed happily. Her voice, like many other things about her, had changed rapidly over the years. Her breasts
were a bit larger now and he could see her nipples through her black shirt. He longed to reach out and touch the
m, but he didn't want to encourage her breaking of the rules. He swallowed, trying not to gaze at her right now. He was aroused enough as it was.
"Midori, you worry too much! Besides, if we get in trouble, at least we'll get in it together! It'll only take
a minute, anyhow, you worry wart." she chirpped, her cheeks flushed.
He didn't think he'd last for even a moment as it was. But, evidently, she thought he would. With a slightly
shaking hand, she reached out and ran her hand down his leg. He bit back a moan, Ai, however didn't seem to
hear him. She was still smiling as she lifted up his pantsleg, her hand reaching for--
"Crap. I forgot to get it out of my pocket. Sorry, Midori, it'll take just a minute longer." she said, frustration
evident in her voice, as she started digging in her pants.
Midori sighed in relief, well at least that was over. Undoubtled Ai had forgotten it in her room.
Or so he'd thought.
"Yes! It's here! Okay, Midori, I hope you're ready for this!" she squealed and before Midori could protest she
slapped it on him.
To make matters worse, he felt some wet and warm caress over it.
This was so wrong! He'd get in trouble for this, Ai, too. And that'd be bad, considering that Ritsu didn't like
her. He shiver again as she reached over and slowly pulled it back. Ai was giggling by now and he hoped she didn't
notice what was probably obvious right now and dear God-- he came.
He came right as she pulled it off.
Ai looked at him in confusion, the washable off sticker in her hand and the wash clothe in the other.
"Midori . . . ?"
someone could've left something behind and return any minute to retrieve it.
"Ai," he muttered, trying to budge her from where she knelt in front of him. "Ai, this is dangerous. We could
get in trouble for this! Remember how harsh Ritsu was that time?"
Ai laughed happily. Her voice, like many other things about her, had changed rapidly over the years. Her breasts
were a bit larger now and he could see her nipples through her black shirt. He longed to reach out and touch the
m, but he didn't want to encourage her breaking of the rules. He swallowed, trying not to gaze at her right now. He was aroused enough as it was.
"Midori, you worry too much! Besides, if we get in trouble, at least we'll get in it together! It'll only take
a minute, anyhow, you worry wart." she chirpped, her cheeks flushed.
He didn't think he'd last for even a moment as it was. But, evidently, she thought he would. With a slightly
shaking hand, she reached out and ran her hand down his leg. He bit back a moan, Ai, however didn't seem to
hear him. She was still smiling as she lifted up his pantsleg, her hand reaching for--
"Crap. I forgot to get it out of my pocket. Sorry, Midori, it'll take just a minute longer." she said, frustration
evident in her voice, as she started digging in her pants.
Midori sighed in relief, well at least that was over. Undoubtled Ai had forgotten it in her room.
Or so he'd thought.
"Yes! It's here! Okay, Midori, I hope you're ready for this!" she squealed and before Midori could protest she
slapped it on him.
To make matters worse, he felt some wet and warm caress over it.
This was so wrong! He'd get in trouble for this, Ai, too. And that'd be bad, considering that Ritsu didn't like
her. He shiver again as she reached over and slowly pulled it back. Ai was giggling by now and he hoped she didn't
notice what was probably obvious right now and dear God-- he came.
He came right as she pulled it off.
Ai looked at him in confusion, the washable off sticker in her hand and the wash clothe in the other.
"Midori . . . ?"