Kissing My Student, It's Over if We're Caught-Volume 1 SS.2 - The Troublesome Night Part 1

The passage of time on a holiday flies by in the blink of an eye. The hands of the clock are inching closer to the top, signaling that the date is about to change soon.

After her bath, Kirihara roams around wrapped in a bath towel, and at times, she puts her hair up to show off her nape in a rare fashion. It’s a strategic play, knowing full well what tends to capture a man’s attention. However, I had steeled myself beforehand to remain calm and not lose, understanding that under normal circumstances, I might have reacted. After all, men are social creatures. When it comes to a contest, even I can control myself.

“Should we go to bed soon?”

“…Yeah.”

Kirihara, sounding a bit sulky, nods obediently. As we move to the bedroom, I speak up again.

“We’ll share the bed, alright?”

“…Yeah.”

We lie down together and turn off the lights. A silence so profound it almost hurts the ears stretches on for a few seconds, then Kirihara quietly asks,

“…Gin, you’re not going to do anything, huh?”

So, it’s finally come to this. Kirihara, you might not understand this at your age, but—this type of contest is lost by the one who becomes impatient first.

“Gin? …Are you mad about something?”

Perhaps feeling uneasy over the silence, her voice lacks its usual firmness.

Instead of replying, I roll over to face Kirihara, who had her back to me. I embrace her from behind.

After a slight gasp, Kirihara clutches my arm tightly.

Then, she places her hand over mine.

Slowly, she moves my hand to her chest, onto the softness I had complimented earlier. She’s not wearing any undergarments, so I can feel a slight hardness in the center.

Huh? I sense something off.

Kirihara begins to sway our hands. The sound of the camisole fabric rubbing against my hand fills the bedroom, interspersed with Kirihara’s seductive moans.

“Nh… Nhh…”

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Is she trying to force me into embarrassment through sheer force…?

If that’s her game, then I slide my other hand between Kirihara’s body and the bed, circling around to her front. I place my hand on her stomach.

It’s firm but has the softness characteristic of a woman. Another enticing area.

As I wiggle my fingers, Kirihara lets out a high-pitched moan.

“Hyann…!”

Perhaps frustrated at making a sound, Kirihara begins to groan. Meanwhile, the hand pressed against her chest continues its circular motion, gradually becoming more intense.

Actually, I can feel Kirihara’s fingers tightening on my hand above hers. Her movements seemed to be stimulating her chest as if massaging it. Perhaps it’s my imagination, but I think there’s a change in the scent coming from her nape. Her breathing has become shallow and quick, and her body trembles as if in agony.

…Wait. Is this really…?

“Gin, aren’t you going to touch… my stomach?”

She wants me to touch her.

Responding to her request, I gently caress her, treating her tenderly. Yet, Kirihara still lets out a pained voice. Occasionally being a bit mischievous, when I let my fingers wander over her shorts instead of her stomach, she reacts violently with a jolt! Ignoring that and returning my hand to her stomach causes her to squirm with a “nnnnn～…”

“Don’t be mean…”

Finally, she no longer hides her unusual state. When I let my fingers crawl between her legs, a wet sensation is distinctly felt. Slight movements of my fingers elicit a moan, “ahnn…”

Touching her directly through the gap in her shorts makes her body jump with a “huh!?”

Exploring by touch alone… it’s warm and soft. The indescribable firmness that’s usually felt when nothing is happening is completely absent. Her body is fully receptive.

“Did you touch yourself?”

Silence falls. The rough breathing and the sound of fabric rubbing against each other, everything stopped.

The next sound I hear is… a sniffle.

Half in panic, I turn Kirihara’s body towards me.

Even in the dark, I can see her face is flushed, and she’s almost crying.

With a mix of embarrassment and longing on her face, Kirihara appeals to me.

“Because, Gin, you said so much about me… realizing that you see me that way made me so happy, I started to ache… I meant to just touch a little in the bath, but I couldn’t stop, and it just went on…”

Come to think of it, she did take a longer bath than usual…

“I couldn’t calm down even after getting out… I’m sorry for being so lewd…”

While sobbing, Kirihara delivers a final blow.

“Don’t get disgusted… don’t hate me…”

…I’ve lost.

I kiss her, stroke her head, and then whisper in her ear.

“Idiot. How could I ever hate you?”

I slip my hand into her shorts. She made a distress faces.

Inserting a finger inside make her moan, “no, ahhh…”

“Wait, I’m embarrassed…”

Ignoring her, I push my finger gently against the inside of her stomach.

The reaction was dramatic. Kirihara lets out an inaudible scream, pressing her fingers into my shoulder. Though her face is down, I can read her expression. Knowing her reaction makes her weak spots obvious.

It was easy to find what Kirihara enjoys.

Even when she shakes her head vigorously or tries to escape, I don’t let up, pulling her back. Her breathing intensifies, and she gazes at me with moist eyes.

Her voice and expression completely melted, I ask.

“Adding another finger will allow us to do something slightly different… What do you think?”

Kirihara freezes for a moment, breathing heavily twice. The hesitation lasts only for that brief period.

“…Do it.”

In a barely audible voice, blushing, she pleads.

After inserting two fingers and bending them separately, or rotating my wrist to do the same motion, Kirihara writhes as expected.

“Sorry, Gin, I… oh, Ahnnn…”

Her eyes are tightly shut, and her quivering lips, as well as her hunched shoulders and back, stiffen.

After a sigh of relief, her lower abdomen still rhythmically twitches.

When we kiss, her tongue responds with leisurely movements.

…Upon pulling away, she gives me a resentful glare.

“You saw my face.”

“I always look at you, don’t I?”

“That’s not what I mean! You know it! Monster! Meanie! …Ah!”

Stimulated by my movement, Kirihara trembles adorably.

The hand that emerged from under the blanket was sweaty and clammy. I gaze at Kirihara.

“…It’s not my fault. I didn’t know anything.”

She was incredibly bashful. With her face still beet red, Kirihara continues.

“…But, it felt good. Ehehe. Thanks. Gin, you’re a technician!”

Whether she was being defiant or trying to hide her embarrassment, she said it in a bright voice.

After all, Kirihara’s smile is the cutest.

“Ah, did you blush just now, Gin?”

“Correct. …Should we call it a draw?”

“…Yeah, that sounds right.”

It would probably be the most reasonable outcome. It prevents any unnecessary arguments, offering the most benefit.

“By the way, it seems like  you’re quite... excited over there… But are you going to hold back? Can you do that?”

“Of course. I’m an adult, after all.”

“I see. …That’s a bit disappointing. But, gotta endure, endure…”

The exact time was unclear, but afterwards, Kirihara began to breathe softly in sleep while snuggled up against me.

I, left with my body temperature awkwardly raised, couldn’t sleep at all. (tln : kekw, he got b*ner )

This would later be remembered as the beginning of a long night.

tln : okay guys, im done. I will translate the volume 2 soon. just wait for the info!! thanks for reading till the end.