Satoshi didn't come.
"..."
While Irisu was helpless, she walked out of the bathroom, completely refreshed. She changed her clothes in the bathroom and wrapped her wet hair with a towel. After taking a bath, she should feel relaxed and cool, yet her heart was unhappy as she stared at him coldly.
"...why did you look at me that way?" Satoshi was speechless.
"Nothing." Irisu became irritated, wondering whether she was the one who should make a move. She's a woman, okay? How could she appear like a slut, asking him to hold her, making her crazy, and pouring her inside as if trying to mark her like his property?!
She still had common sense, yet this was also the weakness of women, as they couldn't be truthful to themselves, and they had to appear demure and soft as society expected them to be. The truth was, she just wanted to hold the young man that she loved so much that she didn't care about anything.
Even if he had a girlfriend and was quite a scumbag, it didn't matter since, in the end, he would be with her; she was fine, yet, this guy didn't read her intention and just stayed at the outside like a good boy instead of being a beast.
'Well, it is good that he is a gentleman.'
Unfortunately, if one wanted to be a gentleman, they should do it outside, but as they were inside the room, alone, if he pushed her, then she would let herself be held by him.
Still, Satoshi only smiled. "I will take a bath first."
"..."
Watching his back as he left for the bathroom, Irisu's lips twitched, then pouted, knowing that she was being teased once again. As usual, instead of making the first move, he loved to make her move, watching her begging him, then slowly becoming obedient.
'Dammit!'
Sitting on the soft sofa, Irisu cursed herself, wondering why she had become so easy by his side. She wanted him to beg her, yet why had she been the one to beg him?
Moreover, there was this emotion in her that wished to take a peek at his naked body, especially when she often caught a glimpse of his trained body.
Satoshi might appear thin, yet Irisu was clear that his body was amazing, especially his abs, which were like a sculpted statue of a Greek god. When she saw his body, she was like a boy who wanted to rub his loved one's boobs. Holding, playing, then sucking them deliciously, yet once again, this made her frustrated.
"...why is it easy for me to get wet?"
Her parting, slender, long legs showed a luster from a certain liquid that dripped from her shiny, lewd hole. Sighing, she wondered why she had become such a pervert. Holding her cheeks helplessly, just the thought of having her stay in the same room as him made her body tingle with a strange sensation that she often felt when she touched herself.
Yet, she knew well that if she did that with him, then the sensation would be different, and it might be even stronger, especially when she had often felt his stiffness on her belly. It was immense and overwhelming, clearly bigger than the average size of most people in this country.
Gulping her saliva, she felt her body become hotter, feeling that she could no longer control her body, and the more she thought of him, the more she felt that he would come out soon, and they might do the act; she felt quite nervous yet also excited.
"It's so comfortable."
"...you are done?"
"Yup."
"I thought that you would take a long time."
Trying to mask her nervousness, Irisu looked at Satoshi, who walked out of the bathroom, watching his figure, who also had worn the bathrobe that was prepared by the hotel. While her voice appeared calm, it exuded a sensuality that couldn't be described by a mere word. Her gesture, gaze, and the way she sat on the sofa, while she didn't realize it, she appeared so lewd, inviting him to do the immoral exchange.
Yet, once again, Satoshi appeared calm, as if her seduction didn't affect him. However, while he said so, his erection was obvious; it was impossible to hide from his bathrobe.
Irisu's eyes couldn't look away and were drawn toward them. Her reaction was like those men who were attracted by big boobs, which was so perverted.
Sitting next to her, Satoshi looked at her, lowering his eyes as he glanced at the smoothness between her slender legs. He wondered why it appeared so beautiful, and he couldn't look away, which made it even harder.
"Let me sit between your thighs."
Without waiting for her response, Satoshi let his head rest on her lap, which made her body tense yet slowly relax, then glanced at the lower part of his bathrobe that was slightly parted, which made her able to see the beast inside.
"Geez... you really never change."
While she said so helplessly, she didn't pull away and just lightly patted his belly with her longer fingers, rubbing his abs carelessly with the tip of her fingers and smooth nails.
Satoshi also looked up, staring at the two taut pinkies that exposed the gap in her bathrobe, which made him have an urge to suck them.
"Stop looking at me like that, you pervert."
Watching his expression, Irisu looked at him with contempt.
While speechless, Satoshi complained, "Aren't you the one who wants to touch it? You keep rubbing me near that area."
"Is it? It's just your imagination." Irisu snorted, then moved her finger closer, tapping the hardness that had been attracting her.
"Then, what's wrong with your hand?"
"...do you want me to stop?"
"No, just touch it. It's fine."
"If you want me to touch you, then you should beg, right?" Irisu felt that she had won, so she wanted him to beg.
"...."
Satoshi was speechless, and this time, he raised his body, stopping her from touching him.
"...what are you doing?" Irisu was startled by his action and felt a bit panicked, wondering whether he hated her.
"Let me remind you first." Satoshi met her eyes and said, "Once I start, I definitely can't stop, and I will definitely make you cry sweetly under me."
"...boasting!"
Irisu couldn't look straight at him, looking away shyly, yet she could feel that he was moving closer.
Satoshi should have asked whether she was okay with everything, especially since he had a girlfriend, but he didn't do that and just started to kiss her neck since it was clear what she wished for.
Still, Irisu knew that she couldn't fight him, and she had prepared herself, yet even so, she wanted to hear one sentence from him.
"Do... Do you love me?"
"....."
The silence made her heart, and she regretted saying so, especially when she was clear about his feelings. More importantly, how could she expect him to love her at the beginning?
In his mind, she must be a despicable and horny woman.
More importantly, instead of having such a feeling toward him, she should have treated him as a toy, as a tool to comfort her, yet why couldn't she control her heart and fall for him?
Yet, as her tears were about to spill, she was hugged, and her hair was kissed gently.
"I love you, Fuyumi."
Being held by his arms, Irisu knew that she was really in love with him.
Under the bright night neons of Tokyo, he held her softly, like the most precious treasure, as she cried sweetly under him, understanding why Kaho loved him so much~!