Stealing Spree

With Chii’s invitation to peek, Kushii took quite a long time before fully understanding what she had just offered. Her eyes blinked in confusion.

Moments later, she gradually leaned closer to get a glimpse of what I was doing underneath the blanket.

“Y-you two…” Kushii’s voice was a breathy whisper as she saw Chii’s hoodie rolled up and my hand and face practically pressing down on her chest.

The girl first attempted to turn her gaze away but somehow, her curiosity won her over.

“Chizuru, I’m not… I mean, I don’t need to see anything.”I’m just sitting here. Watching the movie. That’s all.” She mumbled as her hand covered half of her face, possibly covering her flustered expression.

Her words and actions were contradictory.

Chii’s fingers tightened in my hair, pulling my head up just enough to meet her gaze. I could see the hint of mischief in her eyes as well as challenge and invitation.

Since she had already offered it to the girl, she wasn’t going to take that back. And now, with Kushii practically glued to my side, her body radiated a nervous heat that was hard to ignore.

“Relax, Kushii,” Chii started, matching the volume of her voice to keep An-rin from hearing us, “You’re acting like you’ve never seen us act like this before, remember that camping trip? I mean… Kii and I… we’re inseparable now but… if you’re still interested in him… Why not try to get his interest? You know it. He has this charm and ability to keep everyone satisfied.”

Why is this girl speaking for me? No, in the first place, why is she now acting like this when she’s just acting jealous earlier?

Ah… She must be applying reverse psychology, huh? She’s betting on Kushii declining her offer. That way, she’ll ensure that she gets me all to herself tonight.

But what if… it didn’t go the way she wanted it to be?

As I thought of that, I sensed the edge of the blanket lifting up and then… Kushii slipped in from the side, basically sandwiching me between them.

I could feel her softness from my back while my front remained pressed against Chii’s body.

Then, Kushii answered, “… Chizuru, y-you can still take it back before you regret it.”

I could feel the heat radiating from both sides. Chii’s familiar warmth pressed against my front, her soft curves molding into me, and Kushii’s undeniable presence at my back, her arms hesitantly circling my waist.

The blanket draped over us felt like a flimsy shield, barely concealing the heated situation brewing underneath. The TV blared on, some character tripping over a rake for the third time, but it was just white noise now, drowned out by the thumping of my own pulse and the racing heartbeats of both Chii and Kushii.

Chii’s fingers stayed tangled in my hair, holding me close to her chest. With her hoodie still rolled up, my lips could easily enclose around her sensitive peak through her bra.

She was playing a dangerous game, her earlier jealousy now tangled with this bold move to invite Kushii into our intimate bubble. I could almost hear the gears turning in her head. Part challenge, part tease, and maybe a sliver of curiosity about how far this could go.

Her earlier possessiveness hadn’t vanished; it was just cloaked in this daring facade, like she was testing the waters, daring Kushii to make a move while betting she’d back off.

But Kushii wasn’t backing off. Her arms tightened slightly around my waist, her fingers brushing against the hem of my shirt, feeling the toned muscles of my abdomen. Her head dropped to my shoulder and her breath blew warm air against my ear and the side of my neck. She was still hesitant but her boldness was coming through.

She was quieter than Chii, less flashy than An-rin, but that understated intensity of hers was like a slow burn, impossible to ignore.

Slowly, she lifted my shirt to feel it directly, and when Chii sensed me reacting from Kushii’s touch, she pulled down her bra herself, giving the go signal for me to focus on her.

I naturally didn’t decline that invitation. A soft moan escaped her lips as I gave her sensitive peak a teasing lick before my tongue swirled around it gently, wetting her nipple. Once it hardened enough, I started sucking on her, savoring her taste and her reaction.

Chii’s fingers dug into my scalp, urging me on as her body shivered from the mounting pleasure. She arched into me as if she couldn’t get close enough.

Meanwhile, Kushii’s hands grew bolder as her fingers traced the lines of my abs, circling them as if committing the sensation to her memory.

“Onoda-shi, it’s fine, yeah?” Her warm breath blew into my ear again as she whispered that question. But she’s not expecting an answer. Her hand gradually moved down the waistband of my sweatpants, the tip of her fingers tracing the growing bulge of my cock.

With my mouth stuffed with Chii’s nipple, I naturally couldn’t answer as well, but her touch sure sent a jolt of pleasure through me. At the same time as Chii let out a soft moan, Kushii’s trembling hand found its grip around the tip of my cock. She began tracing down the length of it through the fabric, her touch filled with curiosity, like she was exploring uncharted territory.

Thinking about it, the way she stared at my exposed cock back then was heated. Perhaps if not for Hana and Chii already tag-teaming me, her boldness would’ve pushed her to do it.

And tonight, Chii had given her another chance.

I could feel myself getting harder and harder as Kushii’s fingers reached the base and eventually returned to the tip.

Somehow, the blanket felt like a cocoon now, trapping the heat of our bodies. An-rin’s laughter from the floor was a distant echo, her attention still glued to the TV, oblivious to the storm brewing just a few feet away. The movie’s slapstick chaos was a perfect cover, drowning out the subtle sounds of Chii’s stifled moans and the rustle of fabric as Kushii’s hand grew bolder.

I pulled back slightly from Chii’s chest, my lips grazing her skin as I caught her gaze. Her eyes were heavy with desire, but there was a flicker of uncertainty, like she was still grappling with the situation she’d sparked. She’d invited Kushii into this, but the reality of it was sinking in, and I could tell she was torn between her possessive instincts and the thrill of pushing boundaries.

“Kii…” Chii whispered, her voice barely audible over the movie’s noise. “This is… okay, right? You’re still mine tonight?”

Her fingers tightened in my hair like a silent plea for reassurance.

I smirked as I lifted my body slightly to give her a kiss. “Always yours, Chii. But this is something you started, right? I know you’re torn. If you don’t like it, I’ll draw the line.”

Hearing our exchange of words, Kushii paused with what she’s doing but her hand remained on my cock, holding the part that was sticking out.

“Chizuru… I’m not trying to… you know. I just… got caught up. If it’s too much, I’ll stop.”

I glanced towards her and saw her sincerity but at the same time, there was also desire burning in her eyes. Her interest in me was in full swing and given the chance she’d been given, all she needed was Chii’s acceptance to continue delving into what she started.

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