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Miyamura is sitting in Horis’ bedroom, taking out his learning material and waiting for Hori to come up with their drinks. Miyamura has not found out that Hori has other plans for this afternoon, though, even she didn’t imagine that it would lead to what it did. She hoped for a good laugh and a story, they could laugh at later.
Hori comes trough the open door and closes it with her foot, having her hands full with iced tea. First, she tries to let it seems like a normal learning date, so she takes out her own material. They start their learning session.
After an hour: “Uff, I can’t anymore. I need a break, Hori.” Miyamura leans back on Horis’ bedframe and loosens up his sitting position, so his legs are spread out.
It’s the perfect time to start Hori’s plan.
“Ok, let’s do something else, Hmmm, Miyamura, could you put your hands up?”
Miyamura, not perceiving in what danger he is getting himself, does as Hori says and puts his hands in the air.
“What now?”
“Wait.”
Hori crawls closer, between Miyamura’s legs, her knees touching his thighs, and she leans over him. Miyamura feels blood collecting in his cheeks, making them burn, as he looks away from Horis’ breasts, which are right before him.
“Like this!”
Miyamura hears a clicking sound and feels something around his wrists. He tries to put his hands down but he can’t.
“Hori, what?”
Hori leans back, looking at him with glittering eyes and grinning behind her hand mischievously.
“Hehe, got you criminal. I am taking you to the police station.”
Miyamura first needs a bit but as he understands his situation, he chuckles and plays along.
“What did I do?”
He looks at Hori with a challenging gaze. He won’t let it slide with a laugh. Hori started it so she has to look it through.
Hori hasn’t thought this far. She imagined they would laugh it off by now. But she doesn’t want to back down. Suddenly she has an idea. She opens up Miyamura’s shirt and states:
“For indecency!”
With smiling eyes, he asks:
“And what will be my punishment, miss policewoman?”
“You can’t move.”
He sees her excitement. She is enjoying this. He wants to prolong this scene.
“And? That’s it?”
“The rest you will see.”
She puts her hands on his shoulder, leans to his face and kisses the corner of Miyamura’s lips. His blush reappears again. He thought she would kiss his lips. But she doesn’t, her kisses wander to his neck where she nips at his Adam’s apple, which lets him groan. Horis’ administration doesn’t leave him cold, his dick stirs until it gets apparent, he had an erection. Hori sees it and lets her hands wander from Miyamura’s shoulders over his chest down to his v-line until they stop at the top of his trousers. He gulps. Even Hori doesn’t seem sure what she wants now, but then she looks decisively and she puts one hand on his dick, where she teases him over the fabric.
“Hori−i”
Miyamura whines, as Hori leans zo his ear, licking and nibbling. He wants more.
“Hori please, I need more.”
And it seems that Hori decides to listen. She opens his trousers, but then she doesn’t take him out as he expects, but she starts to tease him over his underwear again. Now that there is less fabric he can feel the warmth of Hori’s hand on his dick. He moans.
After a bit Hori decides she had enough. She wanted to tease him even more so she straddles him and starts to thrust and circle her bottom on his lap. Mimicking thrust, riding him, as if he was in her.
This is something Miyamura can’t take. He wants skin on skin contact. He wants her on his lap with much less clothes. He wants to touch her as well. He decides Hori had enough fun teasing him and exerts some strength to break the handcuffs, that seemed to be out of plastic.
Suddenly Hori was on her back and Miyamura was leaning over her looking at her with hungry eyes.
Oh, I overdid it probably a bit.
Hori looks up sheepishly, but Miyamura is happy that he can move and do what he wants. He kisses Hori hungrily. His hands wander under her blouse pulling it up, so he sees her bra. It looks cute on her. Its white, with lace and light blue details. But it will have to make way. He leans down, finding the clasp and opening it, takes her boobs out of the cups to be able to look at them, kiss them and suck at her nipples. Hori moans. She loves when Miyamura takes his time loving her body. She feels her panties getting wet. One of Miyamura’s hands finds its way to Horis’ thigh, wandering up and pulling her skirt up with it. He rights himself up, looking Hori straight in her eyes. The hand, he used to lean on, finds its way to Horis’ knee, putting it up so he can lean his head on her thigh, and still looking at her kiss it tenderly. His other hand wanders even more up and touches Hori’s underwear at the top. He asks:
“Can I?”
Hori nods eagerly
“Yes!”
With Hori’s help he pulls down her underwear. Then he kisses up her leg, skips the fabric and kisses up her hip, her breast, her neck up to her lips. One of his hands wanders to her core, where he finds her wet. His finger cycles first her outside. Her inner and outer lips and her clitoris, which makes Hori moan, pleasure coursing through her. Then he slides his finger into her, feeling her wetness around it. He groans, imagining his dick being surrounded by her makes him twitch. He thrust his finger in her languidly. Even thou he is desperate to be inside her; he wants Hori to enjoy it as much as him, so he takes his time to arouse her. He puts another finger in her and starts to thrust in her with a scissoring motion.
Hori loves this. Her body feels alive, hot, electrified. Miyamuras fingers caressing her outside and inside, lets her body tremble. Her thoughts are one jumble. She feels a bit incoherent as moans leave her lips, and she can’t find the words to tell Miyamura, that she wants to feel more of him, wants him nearer, wants him everywhere.
Miyamura loves seeing how Hori unravels under him. He finds her beautiful when he sees her enjoying his touch. Moaning as he caresses her. He continues his administration from before, sucking and nibbling Hori’s breasts lightly. He feels how Hori is really excited and takes his finger out of her circling her clit once more. He kisses her deeply. Then he whispers into her ear:
“I want you to ride me.”
Horis’ eyes light up, she likes his idea.
Miyamura helps her up. He sits on her bed, leaning on the wall. On the way he lost his trousers and underwear and took a condom out of the nightstand. Hori leaves her blouse on the ground and as she sees the condom she snatches it out of his hand.
“Let me!”
She opens it up with her teeth, trying to look cool, which Miyamura finds adorable, but he says
“Cool.”
Hori seems proud of herself for what she learned, she really wanted to show Miyamura her new trick the next time she got the chance, and rolls the condom on his length. Miyamura moans. Finally, he feels her hands on him. Skin on skin, with no fabric in between her fingers and his shaft. One hand on Miyamura’s dick and the other on his shoulder she straddles him. First, she positions herself, so that Miyamura’s dick touches her entrance but then she decides to teas him even more and redirects it to her clit, teasing Miyamura’s tip and herself. Bumping them together. She moans and closes her eyes.
Miyamura knows she likes to teas him. She wants him to lose control. But today, he won’t let her win. He thinks how to surprise Hori and at the same time achieve his goal of being inside her, then it occurs to him. He takes her chin hardly in his fingers. Surprised, Horis’ eyelids spring up. Miyamura looks at her deeply
«Hori, let me inside you.”
Hori wasn’t prepared for that. A blush creeps up her neck to her cheeks and ears. She loved when Miyamura was mean to her. So, she does what he said and takes him inside her.
Miyamura feels like in heaven. His eyes role back and his head falls back as he feels Hori around his length. He loves connecting with her in this way. It is so pleasurable and feels so intimate. His hand finds its way back to Horis’ hip and helps her with going up and down. Hori likes having Miyamura inside her. She always feels so pleasantly full off him, sometimes she wanted that this feeling would never end. But she feels her orgasm building. She picks up her pace and squeezes him with her walls. Miyamura groans from the feeling of tightening up. He feels how he is nearing his peak. He knows Hori squeezes him mostly when she was near so he lets his hand wander down to her clitoris, circling it. Hori throws her head back enjoying how Miyamura teases her clitoris. She wants to hold of her orgasm, but she can’t do that for long and is reaching her peak. Her walls start to spasm, which is the last straw Miyamura needs to cum.
Miyamura collects Hori into his arms. Her leaning on him and him leaning on the wall. He kisses her closed eyelids her nose and then he gives her pecks on the lips. This makes Hori laugh:
“Give me a real kiss.”
“These are no real kisses?”
Playfully, Miyamura says outraged:
“And I thought, I was showing you how much I love you.”
“Come here.”
Hori takes his cheeks in her hand and kisses him. Their tongues intwine.
As Souta comes back, Hori and Miyamura are taking a break in the living room, watching a movie together.
“I am back!”
“Welcome back, Souta” the couple says in unisono.
Souta finds them giggling at their own antics. Hori stands up and prepares him a snack, before he goes out to play with Yuuna. After Souta finishes up, he goes to his room, preparing to go to the playground. After a while he comes down and asks:
“Hori, have you seen my handcuffs, I got from that magazine. We wanted to play police and bandits.”
The couple blushes. Sheepishly Hori lies:
“No haven’t seen them. You probably misplaced them, somewhere?”
She scratches her cheek looking away from Souta.
“Ok.”
Souta looks up, his finger on his dimple, thinking where he could have left them. As he wonders he puts his shoes on and says:
“Whatever. I am leaving. Bye!” and leaves the house.
As he leaves, Miyamura can’t hold his laugh back anymore and starts to laugh so hard, that he starts to tear up. He wipes them away and looks at Hori:
“Really, we used Souta’s handcuffs?” He has to hold back his laugher again, but lets out a chuckle. As Miyamura was laughing Hori starts to pout:
“I didn’t think we would use them for the purpose we did.”
She crosses her arms and turns around. Miyamura sees how she is pouting cutely and wants to kiss it away. So, he hugs her from behind around her hips and pulls her to himself and pecks her lips. After he says:
“Even thou they were Soutas, I really enjoyed today.”
Hori deflates:
“Me too.”
“All good?”
“I will forgive you for laughing, when you kiss me 100 times!”
“That won’t be hard.”
And he kisses her again.