The shopping mall wasn't as busy as I thought it'd be, especially for a Saturday.
I guess not too many people in this stinky town have enough money to shop here.
I've never been in this place before—it was too high-end for me until today.
In fact, up until today I despised anyone who could shop here. Old money. Fat cats. Disgusting show-offs.
What about us? Well, we were a different story.
Right?
Aya led the way. Always trying to be in charge.
Hina walked beside me, quiet. Her hand brushed against mine a couple of times. Accidentally? Maybe. But my guess was it wasn't.
"First stop," Aya announced, pointing at one of the entrances. "We're getting Hina that jacket she's been dreaming about."
Hina's eyes lit up. "The designer one? Really?"
"Really," Aya said. "I told you we'd buy it, didn't I? After this week's streams we can afford anything you want, sis."
The designer store was sleek. Minimalist. The kind of place where everything costs more than my rent used to.
As soon as we walked in, the saleswomen on the floor descended on us like vultures. All smiles. Evil creatures.
Aya pointed at the display. "The black puffer. Size small."
The women nodded and one of them disappeared into the back.
Hina stood frozen. Staring at the jacket on display like it might vanish if she blinked.
The saleswoman came back, little feet shuffling fast. "Here you are."
Hina put the jacket on to try it. I could see her hands trembling. Her face was pale.
"Wow!"
It fit perfectly.
Hina looked at herself in the mirror. Touched the fabric. The logo.
"I love it," she whispered.
"It suits you," Aya nodded. She glanced at the saleswoman. Haughtily. "We'll take it."
Hina glowed, holding the bag with the jacket while Aya paid.
"I never thought I'd actually get this kind of jacket," she told me, eyelashes trembling. I thought she might cry.
"That's all behind you, Hina," I said, patting her back.
She looked back at me, like she was going to kiss me. "Oh, Kaito…"
Easy now.
Next was lingerie.
A boutique shop. Even more high-end. Each mannequin sexier than the last.
"I have the perfect idea for tonight," Aya said. She pulled up her phone. She did her homework. "We'd like to see this collection," she told a moon-faced saleswoman.
"Of course, Miss," the lady bowed politely. "Please follow me."
Aya picked a few things and headed to the fitting room.
"You too," she nodded to me. "We need to know what you think."
The saleswoman looked surprised, but said nothing.
The fitting room wasn't big. Just enough space for three. Wasn't designed for company, I guess.
Aya locked the door.
"Put it on," she told Hina. "Quick."
Both of them changed. The white bridal lace Aya got looked incredible on them. Just right for Aya's curves. And almost too delicate for Hina. Too innocent.
Except for the way she was looking at me.
Luring me.
Made me hard.
"Phone," Aya said, holding out her hand.
I gave it to her.
"On your knees," Aya snapped at Hina.
Hina obeyed without asking questions. Aya knelt beside her.
"Pull it out," Aya told me.
I unzipped. My cock was almost completely ready. Aya gave it a couple of licks. "Good."
She held the phone. Angled it. She was on one side of me, Hina on another.
"Tongues out," Aya said. "Touch him. Look at the camera. Hungry."
They pressed their tongues against my cock.
Click.
Click.
Click.
"Perfect," Aya said, reviewing the photos. "That's exactly the teaser we need. This is gonna do numbers."
She handed the phone back to me and took my cock into her mouth.
Gulp.
She bobbed a couple of times. Then pulled off with a wet pop.
"That's all you get for now," she said. "No time. Plus, you have to save it for tonight."
Hina looked disappointed.
Footsteps approached outside.
"How's everything going in there?" the saleswoman asked.
"Perfect!" Aya called back. "Just finishing up."
We dressed.
"I know what else we can add," Aya said. "Meet me at the exit."
I wandered to the front door, Hina by my side.
"Kaito," she said quietly, wrapping her fingers around mine. "How did you like shopping here?"
"It wasn't bad."
Why is she holding my hand? Like we're on a date.
She looked around. "I'd like to shop like this sometime… with you…" She raised her eyes.
Huge. Again.
"Sure," I cleared my throat. "Let's go, or we'll miss Aya."
"Ah… okay…" she let go of my fingers.
Slightly deflated.
Is she competing? Or is she actually falling for me?
The last stop was the pharmacy.
Aya walked in first, but stopped right away, letting Hina and me ahead. "This is your stop."
Hina froze.
Rooted to the floor. Two aisles away from the counter.
She shook her head. "I can't… I'm not going…"
Aya watched her. A smirk played on her lips.
She wasn't going to help.
She wanted Hina to feel this. The discomfort. The embarrassment.
The responsibility.
Yup. That's what Aya's revenge looks like.
She was getting back at Hina for liking my creampies too much. For sleeping in her bed. For being more than her prop.
Hina wouldn't move. Paralyzed.
I sighed.
"Fine, I'll do it," I said.
I walked up to the counter. The pharmacist was an older man. Professional. Uninterested.
"I need birth control pills," I said.
He didn't really look at me. "For your girlfriend?"
"Yeah."
"Age?"
"Twenty."
He nodded and pulled out a few boxes. Explained the options. Dosage. Side effects. Too much information.
I really didn't want to know.
I pointed at the one he recommended and paid.
He bagged it in a crinkly white plastic bag and handed it over.
I walked back to Hina. She was still standing in the exact same spot.
"Here." I gave her the plastic bag.
She took it. Her fingers brushed mine. Her cheeks flushed.
"Thank you," she whispered.
I nodded.
Aya watched us. "All done?"
"Yeah."
The taxi ride back was silent.
Hina sat on one side of the backseat. The plastic bag rested on her lap. She stared out the window.
Aya sat in the middle. Scrolling through her phone.
I sat on the other side. Thinking. Or maybe not. Well, yes, thinking—about the threesome. That was something I couldn't stop thinking about.
I glanced out the window. The city passed us by.
The city we'd soon leave behind. Hopefully forever.
"We're right on time," Aya said.
On time...
On time for the threesome? On time for dinner? On time for the future?