The sun had already crept into the room through the edges of the curtains. Its warm morning glow fell softly over the mess of tangled limbs, blankets, and pillows. The scent of sleep, skin, and faint leftover passion still clung to the air.
It was just past 9 AM.
Shin slowly stirred, his eyes cracking open to the soft warmth of the girls around him. Ai's arms were draped loosely around his chest, her cheek resting near his shoulder. Rika was curled at his other side, her legs entwined with his. Yuki had claimed one of his arms, still holding it against his cheek like a plushie, his breath light and steady.
Carefully, Shin moved.
First unwrapping Ai's arms, then slowly slipping his arm free from Yuki's grasp—who grumbled softly in his sleep but didn't wake. He untangled Rika's legs next, then gently shifted himself to sit up. His body was bare, lightly marked from last night, a few scratches from eager hands. He smiled faintly, then looked to the bed next to theirs.
There they were.
Aiko and Asahi, still wrapped up in each other like something out of a heart-melting painting. The blanket was pulled up to Aiko's shoulders, but it was clear she held Asahi tightly to her chest. His white hair peeked out from the folds, face nestled deep between her breasts. The way her arms were wrapped around him made her look like a protective goddess, a young mother, and a lover all at once.
Shin's lips curved into a smirk.
He padded quietly toward the edge of their bed and stood near Aiko's feet. Her bare leg peeked out from under the blanket, soft and pale in the morning light. He reached down and gave her calf a playful pinch.
Aiko stirred.
Her brows furrowed gently, her eyes fluttering open beneath the messy strands of her hair. Without fully lifting her head, she shifted her body a little, careful not to wake Asahi. She tilted her face slightly and blinked sleepily in Shin's direction.
"…Taa-kun?" she whispered, voice still thick with sleep.
Shin grinned down at her. "Come with me."
Aiko blinked again. "Huh?"
He crouched slightly, still smirking, and said in a low voice, "It's time for your punishment, Haa-chan."
Her cheeks bloomed with color.
She exhaled softly, pulling her arm away from Asahi's back. The boy mumbled something against her chest—something incoherent, childlike, and muffled by her softness. She froze, her heart catching, but Asahi just wriggled slightly and settled deeper into the pillows with a sigh.
Relieved, Aiko peeled herself out from under the blanket. The fabric slipped from her shoulders, revealing her bare back, her generous curves, and the glistening love marks left from the night before. She rose slowly from the bed, her breasts swaying with every step.
Shin's eyes followed every movement hungrily.
They exited the room silently, Shin pulling her gently by the hand toward the bathroom just across the hall. Once inside, he shut the door with a soft click, then locked it.
The moment the door latched—
Aiko was pinned to it.
Shin's mouth crashed onto hers, his hands already exploring her familiar curves. His tongue slid against hers with no hesitation, and she moaned into the kiss, her arms looping around his neck.
He reached behind her and turned on the shower.
The sound of water hitting tile filled the room like a curtain, muffling their breaths and groans. As the steam began to rise, Shin broke the kiss, only to lower his head and take one of her breasts into his mouth—sucking, biting, and tonguing her with greedy intent.
Aiko gasped, her back arching as her nipple stiffened in his mouth.
"T-Taa-kun…" she whimpered, her hand threading into his dark hair.
Shin grinned against her breast and murmured, "Tell me… who feels better on these perfect tits of yours, huh?"
Aiko shuddered as he pinched the other nipple, then sucked hard.
"You… obviously you…!" she panted. "You make me feel like I'm flying… like I'm going to break…"
Shin's fingers gripped her waist, lifting her easily. She wrapped her legs around his torso, letting her back press against the cool tiles as her body trembled in the rising heat.
He leaned in close, nose brushing hers.
"And Asahi?" he asked, dark eyes locked onto hers.
She let out a breathless laugh. "He… he makes me feel like a mom. Like I'm holding something fragile. But you—"
He rolled his hips against her, pressing his hardness between her thighs, and she moaned.
"You ruin me," she whispered.
"Good."
His lips were everywhere now—along her collarbone, down her throat, under her breast. He left kisses that quickly turned into bites, each one a mark, a claim.
The water was hot now, raining down on their bodies, making their skin slick. Aiko moaned louder when he brought her under the spray, the wetness amplifying every sensation. He licked the water off her skin, his fingers slipping down between her thighs, parting her folds with maddening slowness.
"Already this wet, Haa-chan?" he teased.
"It's the water, idiot—ah!"
His fingers slipped inside her, and her excuse vanished in a moan. She clung to him, nails raking lightly across his back, her lips finding his again in desperate, feverish kisses.
He worked her with practiced ease, curling his fingers just right, teasing that spot that made her legs tremble.
"T-Taa-kun…! Punish me more—don't stop…"
He growled against her ear. "You said Asahi could suck your tits all night, huh? While I slept."
Her lips trembled. "Y-Yes…"
He bit her shoulder. "You naughty little thing…"
"Am I not yours?" she whispered through clenched teeth, her pleasure mounting. "Punish me, then… punish your naughty Haa-chan…"
That broke whatever thread of control Shin had.
He dropped to his knees, pulling one leg over his shoulder, burying his face between her thighs. The sudden heat of his mouth on her wetness made her scream, her hands flying to the wall to keep herself from sliding down. His tongue worked her mercilessly—lapping, sucking, thrusting—and every few seconds he would glance up to watch her writhe.
Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave.
She nearly collapsed, but he caught her, rising to his feet again, holding her trembling body. Without a word, he guided himself inside her, slow at first, but then he rammed in deep—and she cried out, her body welcoming him like it had been craving this moment.
Over and over again he moved, pinning her to the wall, her breasts bouncing between them, her cries echoing against the tiles.
"Say it again," he growled.
"You—ah! You make me fly!" she screamed, her eyes rolling back. "You make me yours!"
His thrusts grew faster, deeper.
"You feel that, Haa-chan?" he whispered against her lips. "Only I make you feel like this. Not Asahi. Not anyone. Me."
"Only you…! Only you, Taa-kun—ah, I'm gonna…!"
She came again, her whole body shaking.
Shin wasn't done.
He turned off the shower, carried her still impaled on him, and lowered her onto the bathroom counter. There he bent her over, spreading her legs wide, taking her from behind while gripping her hair and her breasts. Her body, already sensitive, melted beneath his onslaught.
Every movement was a punishment—but also a declaration of love.
By the time Shin finally came inside her, they were both soaked in sweat and water, panting, trembling, holding onto each other like it was the only thing left keeping them alive.
As they sank to the bathroom floor, Aiko curled into his chest.
"…Still jealous?" she teased with a hoarse voice.
He chuckled, kissing her temple. "Always. But I'm the one holding you now."
She nuzzled into him, a blissful smile on her lips. "And I wouldn't want it any other way, Taa-kun."
"You let him sleep on these soft things all night…" he whispered, licking the curve of her breast again. "But they belong to me."
"They're yours…" Aiko breathed, arching into him, thighs trembling. "All yours, always…"
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END OF CHAPTER : 186 : PUNISHMENT IN THE MORNING HEAT!
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