(Himiko POV – Kata's House)
"Oh, you're back?" I perk up instantly when Kata appears beside the couch, materializing like always. "That was quick. You have fun?" I grin, expecting either a deadpan 'yes' or absolutely nothing.
But instead, he… frowns slightly. It's just for a moment, accompanied by the crease in his brows, and a pinched look in his eyes.
It's all gone the next second, replaced with his normal blank-mask expression.
But I saw it.
'That's weird…' I narrow my eyes, studying him openly.
Years of faking the perfect little girl for every adult who wanted something different from me has at least given me one useful skill… reading people. Reading the way bodies talk even when mouths don't.
And right now?
He's tense… very tense.
It's subtle, almost invisible, but I've watched him enough to identify the changes. His entire body moves with unnatural precision, his natural rhythm slightly sped up.
'He's trying to hide it.'
"Should we rewind the parts you missed?" Eri asks sweetly the moment he sits down between us, offering him popcorn with both hands.
Kata pats her head with a small smile. "It's fine. I wasn't gone long and didn't miss much. Let's keep going."
She immediately leans into his side, using him as a pillow as she continues watching.
I lean into his other side just as casually, except not casually at all, and fix my eyes on the movie.
Well… pretend to.
My attention is on him, something I'm sure he's aware of. So I pretend so Eri doesn't realise anything.
'He wouldn't want to worry Eri.' I think. 'And I definitely don't want to either.'
So I stay quiet for now.
A few hours pass, the sky outside deepening into quiet darkness. Eri's head keeps drooping, jerking back up, then drooping again.
"It's bedtime, Eri." Kata murmurs, nudging her gently.
"Mmm…" She yawns, tiny fists rubbing her eyes. He gets her ready, tucks her in, and returns a few minutes later.
I sit upright on the couch, legs crossed, staring at him with full intensity.
He notices immediately.
"You've been watching me since I got back." He sighs. "Is something wrong?"
I smile. It's a gentle, soft, and warm smile, far removed from my usual grin, and it doesn't feel forced. "Isn't that what I should be asking you?"
I pat the seat next to me.
He watches it for a moment, then sits. I slide my arms around his, hugging it to my chest as I nuzzle into him. It's comforting and grounding… for him. Yes. Definitely for him.
Not just because I want to cuddle him.
Nope. Definitely not that.
I stay quiet, giving him space to speak. And after a few minutes—
"I'm worried." He finally says with no emotion, as if stating a simple fact.
I stop absentmindedly stroking his arm. "About what?"
"There's a villain who escaped today. A dangerous person who can counter my quirk. I'm worried he'll go after you guys."
His voice stays even, controlled, but the underlying tension manages to bleed through.
If he's worried, then it's more serious than I thought.
"So kill him." I say plainly.
"I will if I find him." The seriousness in his tone sends a warm rush through me.
'I suspected he wouldn't mind killing, but hearing him say it is so much better~.'
I slide my hand down his arm, interlocking our fingers with a slow, deliberate squeeze.
"Then just wait until you do." I say, as if it's obvious.
Kata rolls his eyes. "And what if he attacks you guys first?"
"I'm not scared." I shrug. "After all…"
I shift quickly, smoothly, and settle onto his lap, knees bracketing his hips. Our faces are only a few centimeters apart. I can feel his breath tickle my lips.
"I can survive a few seconds until you get there." I tap his chest lightly. "I might not be as strong as you, but I'm not fragile either."
He blinks, first in confusion, then surprise, and finally realization. His mouth parts just slightly.
"I don't know why I didn't realize that." He mutters.
"That I'm stronger than I look?" I ask, tilting my head, lashes lowering as I give him my cutest smile.
"That I just need to make sure he's delayed a second or two." His voice trails into a sigh. Then, when he notices my narrowed gaze, he corrects himself. "...And that you're strong too."
I pout dramatically, crossing my arms. "That should've been obvious from the start."
He smiles softly, the tension evaporating as his body finally relaxes.
"I guess it should." He says with a small chuckle. "Thanks, Himiko. I feel better now."
'Nooo! I did too good a job!' I panic, but decide to try the second phase of my plan anyway.
"Actually, I know something that can make you feel even better faster." I say sweetly, and he tilts his head curiously.
(Kata POV – Kata's House)
"What are you doing?" I ask calmly, despite being anything but.
'No, what am I doing?' The thought immediately counters.
It all happened so fast. Himiko's hands closing over mine and guiding them to her breasts. And then, instinctively, I squeezed.
And now… My hands still linger there, the fabric of her pajamas doing little to dull the warmth radiating from her skin.
'This is entirely on me.' And against rational judgement, I squeeze again.
Her soft breasts indent beneath my fingers, sending a jolt through me, and the heat of her body feels almost scalding.
'They feel… good.' I think absentmindedly, when she suddenly inhales sharply as my fingers brush against her quickly hardening nipples.
"I'm cheering you up~." Himiko finally answers, her voice a playful, singsong melody. Her eyes narrow with predatory intent, her grin stretching wide as her cheeks flush a deep crimson. "Is it working~?"
'In a situation like this, I'd only embarrass myself if I act embarrassed.'
"Yeah." I say, my voice steady. "Thank you." I pull my hands back, hoping to move past this without any teasing, but… she's far from done.
"I don't think you're cheerful enough yet~." She purrs, grabbing my wrists and pressing my hands back against her breasts.
"This isn't appropriate." I argue, though my resolve wavers.
"So?" She tilts her head, her expression unbothered. "I don't mind, so who'll complain?" Before I can answer, she leans in, her weight settling fully in my lap. Her arms wrap around my neck, her lips brushing my ear.
"I really like it~." She whispers, her breath sending shivers down my spine.
"It doesn't change the fact that this is still inappropriate." I insist even as my heart pounds in my ears.
She frowns, her eyes narrowing further. "We both like each other, right? We've slept together, kissed…so this is the next step." Her forehead presses against mine, her lips brushing lightly over mine. "Everyone already thinks we're sleeping together, so if you're gonna be charged, you might as well commit the crime." Her grin is devious, and I can't stop the flush creeping up my neck.
"And who's fault is that?" I try to sound annoyed, but my body betrays me. I'm painfully aware of every tiny movement she makes, and we're so close that my own would escalate the situation.
Moving my head would mean a kiss, keeping my hands still is a battle of will as they sink into her pillowy breasts. Even trying to wiggle away would only lead to us rubbing our bodies together as she sits on me.
"We should stop—" I start, but she cuts me off, her lips crashing against mine. The moment I begin processing what's happening, she pulls back, before diving in again… deeper this time.
Our mouths meld together, my body tenses, and my hands betray me once more, squeezing her breasts.
"Mphm~" She hums against my lips, her tongue teasing mine. The sensation is overwhelming, and I'm lost in her—her warmth, her scent, the way her body molds to mine…
I could stop her… I should stop her.
Telekinetic Energy flares to life within me, ready to push her away, to end this…
And then it freezes, the energy dissipating as a single, earth-shattering thought surfaces.
'I'm… enjoying this?'
I've always understood intimacy as something pleasant, enjoyable even. That's all.
'But this… this is different. I've never felt like this.'
A dizzying warmth spreads through my chest, making my head feel light, yet it's not unpleasant. My heart hammers against my ribs frantically, but there's no fear or sense of being threatened. I'm overwhelmed, drowning in sensation, but the feeling isn't one of distress. It's a chaotic storm of clashing emotions, a beautiful, terrifying mess.
'I feel… weird.' I think, my mind struggling to find words. 'But… I don't hate it.'
Something inside me finally snaps. Rather than defeat or surrender, it's acceptance. The tension flows from my body, which has been a passive participant, begins to respond actively.
My hands are the first to move. The hesitant squeezes become deliberate, full caresses that mold her breasts. When my thumbs accidentally brush over her nipples, they halt momentarily, but then Himiko rewards me with a soft, breathy moan against my lips, her arms tightening around my neck to pull me closer. Emboldened, I rotate my palms, my thumbs finding those sensitive buds again, and tracing slow, deliberate circles.
"Mmhmm~" A low hum of pleasure escapes her leaves, that she doesn't even break the kiss to express. Our tongues dance a frantic, messy rhythm, tapping and grinding together as I fight to gather air through my nose. The world narrows to this. To her, the heat radiating from her body, the taste of her lips, and the overwhelming sensations she provides…
And then, she freezes.
'Shit!' My mind screams. She slowly, torturously, breaks the kiss, her teeth catching my bottom lip in a playful, teasing nip as she pulls away. She looks at me, her chest heaving as a breathless, predatory smile adorns her face. Her eyes half-lidded and burning with a desire that mirrors my own. I'm panting too, my lungs burning, but my mind is too occupied to fully appreciate the stunning sight before me.
"You're hard, Kata~." She grins. With her arms still locked around my neck, she shifts her weight and deliberately rolls her hips, grinding herself against the straining fabric of my pants. "I was worried I wouldn't turn you on. But now you've cheered up, right?"
My hands drop instinctively to her waist, sinking into the soft curve of her hips. And yet… I don't stop her. My hands don't push her away. They simply rest there, holding her, and to my own surprise, my fingers subtly press into her skin, guiding her rhythm as much as hers is guiding mine.
"This isn't how you're supposed to cheer someone up…" I manage to squeeze the words out. "…But I also can't deny it… works."
"Perfect~." Her smile is one of victory as she leans in, planting another, softer kiss on my lips. She then slowly peels herself away from my lap, rising to her feet and sticks her tongue out, slowly, deliberately, licking her lips as if savoring my taste.
"I enjoyed myself too." She says in satisfaction.
I stare at her, my mind still hazy. "You… want to stop here?" I ask. I expected her to continue, but…
"Hmm?" She tilts her head, a flicker of amusement in her eyes. "You want to continue?"
'Do I?' The answer is a tangled mess of yes and no. Every fiber of my being screams yes, but another part of me isn't entirely ready to cross that line.
"I thought so." She shrugs, a knowing smile on her lips. She isn't upset, only showing understanding. "I just wanted to know if you find me sexy." She giggles, her gaze dropping pointedly to the very obvious bulge in my pants. "And I've got my answer."
A frown tugs at my mouth. A strange sense of dissatisfaction and disappointment settles in my gut. But before I can dwell on it, she continues.
"After all…" She turns, her movements fluid as she begins heading not toward my room, but toward her own, for the first time in a long time. "It needs to be special." She glances over her shoulder, a genuine, toothy grin lighting up her face. "You should be prepared for our date tomorrow."
With a final, playful wink, she disappears into her room, closing the door quickly.
I sit there in the sudden silence. For long minutes, I do nothing, just listening to the frantic beat of my own heart as it slowly calms down, before letting out a long sigh.
'She's so much braver than me.' I think.
This is all new to her, too, which I notice in hindsight. She was just brave enough to take the first step, because I wouldn't.
My thoughts drift for a while longer, and then, a new feeling blossoms in my chest… resolve.
'Even if she doesn't pass her exams, I'll still take her on that date. And next time… I'll be the one to take the lead.' The thought sends a fresh wave of embarrassment to my cheeks, but I push it aside, forcing my mind onto more important matters.
'I need to upgrade the house's defenses, and make a multi-layered system, that could delay AFO. I'll also add early-detection, and focus on avoidance and evasion rather than direct resistance.' I'll apply the same logic to Eri's watch and Himiko's necklace. 'And I should probably make something for the rest of the class, too.'
As plans form in my mind, I can't help but recall the warmth of Himiko's body on my own. And even as I work, a stubborn blush refuses to fade from my skin.
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A/N: Hello Everyone! How are you? If you've enjoyed the chapter and book thus far, please consider leaving me some comments, reviews, or power stones. It really helps the book out.
So, this so the chapter. I thought about how to get Kata into sexual relationships, and this was the best method I could think of. Hopefully, it wasn't forced. But it'd have been too sudden to have them have sex immediately. That would've been OOC.
Keep in mind, Kata has no experience in such things, hence him being passive in this case. He'll be much more active the next time, so don't worry about that. There's a first time for everything. I don't have a lot to say (and I'm swamped IRL with travelling😭), so I'll end it here.
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