Free Web NovelChapter 120: B - The bite of the snake
The revealing cowgirl outfit she wore the previous evening is nothing compared to what Miori has on now.
A semi-transparent white blouse held together by a single button, short enough to leave her midriff exposed, with the red lace of her bra clearly visible beneath the thin fabric. Below that, an incredibly short black miniskirt paired with matching black heeled ankle boots.
But that alone isn’t what’s driving Aoshi insane.
From the moment she stepped into his apartment, she never once crouched beside his futon like she usually does. This time, she’s sitting directly in front of him on the floor, her knees drawn almost up against her chest — a posture that, combined with that dangerously short skirt, gives Aoshi a perfect view of the red thong matching her bra.
"H-How are things going with Renji? Has that bastard hurt you again?"
"Thankfully no, but... to be honest, I haven’t seen or heard from him in three days. It’s really strange..."
"Well... that’s a good thing, isn’t it? I mean... the fact that Renji hasn’t shown up again."
"Y-Yeah, I suppose so... These past three days without him have felt like a new beginning... or maybe it’s because I spent them with you that I feel this way? Either way, thank you again for the wonderful things you told me last night. Your words really touched me — for the first time in my life, I didn’t feel alone anymore."
"Y-You don’t need to thank me. They were just words..."
"Whether they were just words or not, they helped me more than you can imagine, so... now I want to help you."
Miori opens her bag and pulls out a small tube of pain relief gel.
"As you know, I go to the gym, and whenever Renji pushes me through workouts far beyond my limits, I sometimes end up with muscle strains. This gel works wonders on bruises too, I promise. So... you probably won’t be fully recovered overnight, but I’m sure even one application will make you feel much, much better. Come on, Aoshi — show me where it hurts."
"W-Well... mostly my sides and my back. But thanks a lot — you can just leave it on the table. I’ll ask Eliss to put it on for me once she gets home from work."
Even though I have absolutely no idea what kind of excuse I’m supposed to come up with this time... I just hope Eliss and Ayane buy the story again that Takuma was the one who brought it over...
"Absolutely not. You’ve done so much for me, so I want to do something for you in return! And I already told you — I’m experienced when it comes to treating injuries like these. Someone who doesn’t know how to properly massage the muscles and apply the gel could actually make things worse. You shouldn’t take your health lightly!" freewebnoveℓ.com
"I-I get that, but... wouldn’t it make you uncomfortable to give me a massage? Back when we were dating, you barely even let me hold your hand..."
"I already explained that to you, didn’t I? If Renji had seen us holding hands — or worse, hugging each other — he would’ve completely lost it. I don’t even want to imagine what he might have done. But now..."
Miori’s voice drops lower — softer, warmer, almost seductive.
"...but now we’re alone, Aoshi. No one can interrupt us here. Let me spoil you a little... let me take care of you..."
"O-Okay, Miori... if you say so..."
With some effort, Aoshi rolls over onto his stomach.
He swallows nervously, squeezing his eyes shut the instant he feels Miori’s fingers hook around the hem of his shirt.
And then...
A sudden shiver races through his entire body as the fabric slowly slides upward, her nails lightly grazing his skin while she pulls the shirt off him.
His back tingles with goosebumps the moment the cold gel trickles across his skin.
And finally...
A deep, overwhelming wave of pleasure crashes over him the instant he feels Miori settling herself on top of him — straddling his waist, her warmth pressing softly against him — while her fingers begin massaging his body with slow, steady movements.
She hadn’t lied about being experienced with treating bruises. Ever since childhood, her family had forced her into martial arts training, and she had long since grown accustomed to taking brutal blows to her torso and legs. Learning how to treat those injuries herself had become second nature to her.
"Do you like it, Aoshi? Do you like the way I’m touching you...?"
"Y-Yeah... you’re amazing, Miori..."
Aoshi suddenly jerks in surprise when Miori’s fingers tighten around his hips before slowly sliding beneath his abdomen.
And lower still.
Until her fingertips slip beneath the waistband of his pants — sending his mind spiraling completely out of control.
H-How... how the hell did things end up like this?! Four days ago I hated her, and now she’s about to slide her hand into my underwear?!
Shit... I’m hard as a rock! Still... I guess any guy would react the same way in this situation, but...
"M-Miori, listen, I don’t think this is a good idea—"
But before Aoshi can even finish the sentence, Miori leans forward — her breasts pressing firmly against his back.
That single touch is enough for Aoshi to realize she’s no longer wearing a bra. He can clearly feel the stiff peaks of her nipples brushing against his skin.
N-No, I can’t... I can’t do this to Eliss — not after everything she’s done for me. I know her love isn’t real, that it’s only the result of a spell gone wrong, but that doesn’t mean she wouldn’t suffer if she found out what’s happening right now.
I-I can’t betray her like this!
Aoshi’s already fragile resolve wavers even further when Miori’s hands slip inside his underwear and wrap themselves around his erection — harder and more swollen than ever.
Miori smiles to herself in satisfaction. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
Wow... I pretty much assumed his dick would be bigger than that loser Renji’s, but he actually exceeded my expectations. I don’t think I’ve ever held one this big before — who would’ve expected it from a guy like him?
Well, well... I think I’m going to have a lot of fun with him. I wonder how sexy he’ll become once I fix him up properly — buying him decent clothes, forcing him to spend some time at the gym...
There’s still an hour before that little bitch Eliss comes back — we’ve got plenty of time.
Come on, Aoshi... my orgasm is your ticket out of this dump and into a life of luxury with me... at least until I find someone better, of course.
Miori leans even farther forward, bringing her lips to the base of his neck. Her tongue slowly glides across his skin while her hands stroke up and down along his swollen erection.
"M-Miori... please, stop..."
But at that exact moment—
SLAM!
The apartment door bursts open.
Eliss.
