Yoshioka Rokurou - Stellaworth Story

It was about a week ago that my mother said to me, “I want to go out with her, just the two of us.”

I was worried that being alone with my mother might be a burden, but she [Akari] willingly agreed.

"Thank you for your hard work today. Being dragged around by my mother…was it tough?"

By the time the sun had completely set, I welcomed her who had finally returned home and asked her that question.

Apparently, my mother had taken her shopping here and there and used her as a dress-up doll.

"Did you enjoy being able to wear all kinds of clothes? …I see, I'm glad to hear that. I remember my mother always said that she wanted a daughter because we are all boys....those shopping bags - are they the clothes you bought? "

She had her hands full of fashion brand shopping bags and looked apologetic at my question.

"Did my mother buy them for you? If you don't mind, wear it the next time you see her. I'm sure she'll be happy."

I was relieved to see her nodding, not out of concern for me, but out of genuine enjoyment of the outing with my mother.

–– That night, the bedroom door opened and she walked into the room after taking a bath.

I had been reading on the bed and put my book on the side table.

“How was the water temperature? I put in some bath salts from the store you told me about..."

When I raised my head while saying that, I was at a loss for words because of the sudden noise in my head.

The woman standing there with a somewhat nervous look on her face was wearing a transparent lace baby doll slip dress.

"Um... that…what happened?"

I had never seen her like that before, and to be honest, it was quite a sight for sore eyes.

While pretending to be calm, I asked her and she shyly lowered her eyes and answered.

"Eh, that's also because of my mother? Because she said it suits you? Haaah...what on earth is she thinking...I’m sorry, you must have been troubled."

When I apologized, she modestly shook her head.

Then, did she mean that she wore this not only because my mom bought it for her, but more or less because of her own volition?

"…Come here."

I felt a rush of love for her and pulled her slender hips closer to me.

I was about to push her down on the bed, when a thought occurred to me.

"Oh, that's right. Since you're here, why don't you sit here and let me take a good look at you?"

I lightly patted my own knee, and she hesitated for a moment. But then she must have realized that I had no intention of giving in, so she slowly straddled my lap.

"Here, put more weight on it. Don't worry, it's not heavy at all.”

After saying that, she dropped her hips and completely sat down on me, apparently having given up on resisting. I held her close and kissed her lightly, and just by touching her, the sweet scent of her after-bath tickled my nose.

"This looks good on you. You're cute no matter what you wear, but today's atmosphere is different from usual..."

I traced her body over the soft fabric as if to check its texture. She let out a small laugh, perhaps because the lack of direct contact was tickling her.

"Fufu, do you want me to stop? ...Then, can I touch you directly next?"

The thin cloth she was wearing, which had almost no defensive power, easily allowed my hands to enter.

As I ran my fingers along her back, a different sweet voice came out of her this time.

"Nggh…"

As if swallowing her voice, I melded our lips on top of each other's.

The kiss gradually deepened, and with her body temperature being a little high after taking a bath, on top of my own uncontrollable desire, everything felt so hot that I thought I was going to melt.

[Akari’s POV]

Rokurou-san gently pushed me down, and my body sank into the bed.

I looked up and saw that he was taking off his clothes in a somewhat messy manner, as if he was feeling impatient.

Rokurou-san was someone who was usually so perfect and polite in his day-to-day life, so I was surprised to see this rough masculine side of him that he would sometimes show whenever we do things like this.

"... Oh, that's right. I have one request for you."

As if suddenly remembering, Rokurou-san opened his mouth.

“I was happy that you got along with my mother today, but....It's hard for me to be away from you until the evening on my long-awaited day off, so if you ever go out again, can I go with you?”

–– I never thought that Rokurou-san would miss me so much.

I nodded with a smile on my face and offered [compensation] to make up for the time I spent away from him today.

"Fufu, are you going to stay with me all the way until morning? But, are you sure? Saying that so easily.”

Rokurou-san smiled meaningfully and began to kiss my neck.

"...Nggh..."

He sucked on my skin strongly, making a loud noise as he did so, and afterwards, on the spot where his mouth had been was a bright red mark. He continued to kiss me lightly from my neck down to my collarbone, repeatedly, without once releasing his lips.

“I may have said it casually, but…I'll take it to mean that I can do whatever I want to you until morning, right?”

At his words, I couldn’t help but blink.

Of course, I had intended to stay with Rokurou-san until morning, but the nuance of his words clearly differed from my intention.

But I couldn't take back my words now, so I gave a small nod instead.

“…Thank you. Then, I'll take your word for it..."

Rokurou-san kissed my ear while running his hand over my chest, and I felt my hips jerk involuntarily as his nails teased the soft skin of my breasts.

“…Cute reaction. Do you like this?”

I had no time to reply to his question, and as I desperately clutched his hand, Rokurou-san gently lifted my body up.

I was then placed in the same position as before, sitting on his lap, and he intertwined his fingers with mine, forcing my tightly clenched hands to open.

I was wondering what he was doing when Rokurou-san continued by putting my arms around his back.

"If you hold your hands so tightly like that, they'll get hurt, won't they? You can claw at my back if you want.”

Rokurou-san said that and began to run his tongue over my chest, and I reflexively clung to his back.

It must have been painful to be scratched by my nails, but for some reason, he let out a satisfied smile.

"Hmm? ...Ah, I've always been able to leave my marks on you, but you've never left any of your marks on me, right? That’s why, right now I feel kind of happy."

While saying that, Rokurou-san gently traced the marks he had made on my neck earlier.

Even as I was filled with guilt and shame, I couldn’t help but let myself be at his mercy and have him toss me around.

“…Perhaps, I can’t do it too deeply today?”

Rokurou-san, who was being unusually impatient, then gave me a deep, robbing kiss.

–– After that, he kept reminding me of his boundless love and I later realized that his words of 'until morning' was not a mere metaphor.

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