Kissing My Student, It's Over if We're Caught-Chapter 3Volume 2 .11 - Kirihara Touka - Happy Moment: "Welcome back," "Im home," "Lets eat"

In an instant, perhaps it was my momentary loss for words that did it, but Kirihara let out another mischievous laugh.

“Master, excuse me.”

As if a weird switch had been flipped again, Kirihara, now speaking politely, reached for my pants.

“Ah, hey…”

“Is it not okay? When Master gets into the mood, you always touch me, don’t you?”

Since it was true, I couldn’t say anything back.

“….Oh? …Fufufufufu”

Kirihara, sliding her hand, finally noticed my state and wore the most devilish smile of the day.

“I had almost forgotten… Master is really cute when being attacked. You’re so stubborn, yet your body is incredibly honest.”

Despite both of us being weak to being attacked, Kirihara teased me.

I had said she could do as she likes, so I stayed silent… but being toyed with like this was not satisfying.

While Kirihara was casually grabbing and playing over my clothes, I reached for her “milk bags” and lightly kneaded them.

Nn! With a high-pitched voice leaking out, the atmosphere changed—or so I thought, but Kirihara’s flinch was but a moment. She soon regained her composed smile.

“Did you want to touch? …It’s okay, go ahead.”

Kirihara placed her hand on the back of my head, pulling me closer to her chest.

The scent of citrus from the perfume Kirihara favored wafted through my nostrils.

Even through the fabric, Kirihara’s chest was very soft.

“…You’re not wearing underwear?”

“Isn’t that what you prefer, Master?”

…

I silently slid down her “milk bags” in retaliation. However, Kirihara only wore a triumphant smile in response.

“Please, do as you like.”

With permission granted, I took her nipple into my mouth.

I rolled it with my tongue to see the reaction, but the mischievous maid’s composure didn’t falter.

She patted my head, maintaining her superior stance as if she was “letting me” do this.

“Wouldn’t everyone be surprised if they saw this?”

She implied that she alone knew this side of me, which probably gave her a sense of superiority.

It was twisted, yet I couldn’t stop myself.

…The frustration was mutual.

I, too, had countless times—desperately held myself back while Kirihara slept beside me.

Gently sucking, I kneaded the other breast with my hand and flicked the sensitive spot with my finger.

Ah… Finally, a voice leaked from Kirihara’s mouth.

Looking up, I could see her face turning red.

I moved my lips away from her chest and kissed her instead. Kirihara, who had been assertive just moments ago, now relaxed and let herself be carried away, completely reversing our positions.

But then, an alarm went off.

…However, I didn’t stop kissing her. I couldn’t.

As Kirihara, now underneath, lightly pushed me away, I separated our lips.

“Continue?”

Silently, I tapped “Snooze” on my phone and reached for Kirihara’s chest again.

Her eyebrows furrowed in distress.

No good. That expression is cheating.

I muttered excuses in my heart, lifted her skirt, and reached for her underwear.

Feeling the distinct moisture on my fingertips, Kirihara arched her body and neck with a soft cry.

“…So, sensei is also pent up, huh? I’ve thought this before, but if it’s tough, should I help you release it?”

“That’s a tempting offer, but it would mess up the floor and your nice clothes.”

“It’s okay. You can just release it in my mouth.”

Frozen in place, Kirihara pointed at her lips and smiled seductively.

“I’ll drink it for you. …What will you do?”

As I hesitated with a response, my smartphone vibrated again.

“Another alarm?”

No, the vibration felt different. Someone was calling.

The display showed “Yuzu”. I ignored it for a bit, but the ringing didn’t stop.

“…Sensei, it might be better to answer it. If someone notices the call and comes this way…”

Kirihara was right, as usual.

“Hello?”

As I answered the phone, I moved away from Kirihara and started fixing my disheveled clothes with one hand.

“Ah, there you are.”

“What’s up, Yuzu? I’m kind of busy right now…”

“I know, I know. It’s the day of the cultural festival, after all. But I really wanted to see Gin-sensei in action at least once, you know? So, I’m at the school right now, but──Gin, you’re around the back of the gym, aren’t you? What are you doing in a place like that?”

My heart stopped at her unexpected words, and my hand, which was fixing my clothes, froze.

How did Yuzu know such a thing?

──Could she be nearby?

──Did she see me with Kirihara?

“I accidentally left my GPS app open, and it started tracking you!”

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I felt utterly drained.

Really, once someone gets close, their sense of distance just glitches out.

“I’m just here to pick up some vaulting boxes from the storage… Where are you?”

“I’m in front of the gym. Oh! There’s a basketball game happening inside!”

“I’ll head inside the gym later, so hang out and wait for me.”

After hanging up and turning back to Kirihara, I saw she had already changed back into her uniform, neatly folding her maid outfit and packing it into a paper bag.

“We’re supposed to bring this to the gym, right?”

“Yeah.”

tln : i wonder how Gin be able to hold out that much longer. i usually exploded  cuz the pent up