The room had fallen into a warm, glowing hush. The anime continued to play in the background, but none of them were paying attention anymore.
Shin's lips trailed slowly down Yuki's neck, leaving soft, warm kisses like tiny electric shocks along his pale skin. Yuki squirmed in his lap, hands trembling as he gripped the front of Shin's hoodie tightly.
"S-Shin…" he whispered, cheeks flaming. "W-What're you doing…?"
"Loving you," Shin murmured into his skin.
He shifted just slightly, and Yuki gasped—Shin's bulge pressed firmly against him again, through the thin barrier of their clothes. It throbbed against him, unashamed, and Yuki's thighs clenched tightly in reaction.
"Ngh—s-stupid! W-Why is it so big?!"
"I dunno," Shin said, lips curving as he cupped Yuki's waist. "Maybe because you're all so damn cute."
He turned his head, catching Ai and Aiko watching intently, cheeks flushed, lips parted, eyes wide. They were clinging to either side of him, breathing softly, hands resting lightly on his chest and shoulders.
"I hope you're not thinking I'm gonna leave you two out," he whispered.
Aiko bit her lip. "We're waiting, Taa-kun…"
Ai leaned up and nuzzled his jaw, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "Start with Yuki, but… we want it too."
He didn't need more invitation.
With one arm still wrapped around Yuki's waist, Shin reached for Ai's thigh, slipping his hand up under the hem of her skirt. She let out a small gasp, her fingers flying to his chest.
"O-Onii-Chan…"
"You're soaked already," he whispered with a grin.
"I can't help it," Ai breathed, biting her lip. "I'm always like this when you're touching…"
"And you?" he asked, eyes flicking to Aiko.
She was already leaning closer, eyes dreamy and wanting. "Taa-kun… please touch me too."
His free hand reached out, tugging Aiko's shirt up slowly, exposing the soft curve of her belly. He leaned over and pressed a kiss there—making her giggle breathlessly—before lifting higher, nuzzling the edge of her bra.
But Shin's focus returned to Yuki.
"Let's see how long you can last, Kiddo."
"I-I'm not a kid, you baka!"
Shin tugged Yuki's hoodie upward, lifting it over his head, revealing his trembling chest. His pale nipples were still puffed and red from all the earlier attention—almost begging for more.
He bent down, wrapping his lips around one, sucking hard.
"AH—!" Yuki cried, grabbing fistfuls of Shin's hair. "S-Stop doing it so much!"
"It's not my fault they're so addicting," Shin smirked.
He let his tongue swirl in slow, torturous circles while his hands moved lower—gripping Yuki's slim hips, thumbs rubbing slow, teasing circles into the waistband of his shorts.
"W-Wait, no—" Yuki squeaked as Shin started tugging them down. "I-It's embarrassing…"
Shin paused. "You want me to stop?"
Yuki's voice was barely audible. "...No…"
"Then be good for me," he murmured.
Yuki's shorts slid down past his thighs, his cheeks a fiery red as he tried to hide behind his hands—but Shin gently pulled them away, placing kisses on each wrist before lowering his mouth to his exposed lower belly.
Yuki trembled with every breath.
Ai, already flushed, pressed herself closer to Shin's side. "Touch me too, Onii-chan…"
Shin kissed her cheek lovingly, then slipped his hand beneath her panties, fingers gliding along her heat. Ai let out a moan and melted into him, lips finding his neck and kissing it needily.
Aiko, not to be outdone, reached around and began unzipping Shin's pants, her hands moving with growing urgency. "I want to feel you too, Taa-kun…"
Shin gave a low groan as her hands slipped inside, and his own moved back to Yuki, stroking over his trembling hips and down his thighs. Then, almost mischievously, he cupped Yuki's soft backside and gave it a firm squeeze.
Yuki gasped. "D-Don't touch my butt like that!"
"Why not?" Shin whispered. "It's soft. I love it."
"S-So embarrassing…"
"You're all mine," he whispered.
And then he leaned forward again, this time pressing soft kisses along Yuki's thighs, biting gently here and there, until the poor boy was clinging to his shoulders and whimpering through shivers.
"M-More…"
Ai suddenly straddled Shin's leg, rubbing herself against his thigh, whining softly into his ear. "Onii-chan… me too…"
He turned to kiss her—deeply—while Aiko lifted her skirt and pressed herself close to his side, his hand slipping between her legs as well. The three of them pressed against him like a nest of warmth, moans blending softly into the room.
But Shin's hands never left Yuki for long.
He cupped Yuki's flushed chest again, thumbs flicking the sensitive tips—drawing another choked whimper from the boy who now lay panting against him.
"P-Please," Yuki breathed. "I-I can't take it anymore…"
"Want me to stop?" Shin teased, kissing his collarbone.
"…N-No."
"I thought so."
His fingers traced down Yuki's stomach again, dipping low—too low—making the smaller boy tense and twitch. But Shin didn't go further yet. He teased around the edges, making Yuki whine and squirm in desperation.
"You look so pretty when you're like this," he whispered. "All red and trembling."
Ai tugged on his shirt. "Take it off, Onii-chan…"
He did—pulling it over his head. Ai and Aiko immediately moved in, kissing across his chest, licking his skin, tracing every inch of muscle with eager fingers.
Shin groaned as Ai kissed over his heart, while Aiko trailed her lips along his ribs. Yuki, still dazed, reached out and touched his stomach shyly, tracing the hard lines down toward his waist.
"You're all too much," Shin muttered, "but I can't stop…"
He leaned down to Yuki again, whispering, "Want me inside you, Yuki?"
Yuki's breath caught.
"I-I… I don't know…"
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END OF CHAPTER : 218 : W-WE'RE NOT READY—SO WHY DOES IT FEEL SO GOOD?
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