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The building has been nearly completely destroyed, and now that the search and rescue mission is done, it is time for everyone to pull out. That should not be a problem for most of the students, but neither Kyoka nor Minoru have any easy time of it. They were both in deep, and now they have to cautiously navigate their way out while also avoiding the parts of the building that are starting to collapse around them.
There is no way to do this quickly, and yet, doing it all too slowly is not an option either, not if they want to actually make it out of here before it is too late. Unfortunately for the two of them, they are not quick enough at all, and before they are able to get out, they are trapped, as another part of the building collapses, getting them stuck where they are, with no way out.
Naturally, during that time, both try and use their abilities to get them out, but Kyoka quickly finds that there is nothing she can do, and Minoru’s panicking does not do much either. In fact, all it does is get her stuck to a wall, face first, by her shirt. As she struggles to pull free, they are radioed, informing them that help is on the way, but it is going to take a long time before they are able to be recovered safely. During that time, they are advised to stay right where they are and just focus on staying safe.
“So we’re stuck here? Are we gonna die here?” Minoru wails, not noticing just how stuck Kyoka is, because of him. And she does not pay his whining any mind, pulling back to try and get away, only for her face to go pale as she hears the sound of fabric ripping.
If she had remained still, he might have been able to help her, or at least to advise her that she would not come unstuck on her own, but now, due to her stubborn nature, she is left without a shirt. Kyoka is left without a shirt, when her most perverted classmate is alone in here with her. She can’t imagine worse luck than this, and as she stumbles back from the wall, she tries to see if she can keep her jacket covering her chest. As long as she can keep from being too exposed, then she can deal with him otherwise, at least until help arrives.
Turning around, Minoru starts to ask her something, but he gawks at the state of her shirt, and she panics, crossing her arms over her chest, and in her panic, she stumbles backwards. Which means that she hits that ball again, with one of her arms this time, and, as her terrible luck would have it, her other arm strikes another ball, and she is stuck once again, this time facing out, with her shirt in shreds, and her jacket barely covering anything.
“Holy shit,” Minoru breathes, openly gawking at her, and Kyoka wishes that she were anywhere other than here.
“Don’t come near me!” she shouts, knowing that threats are all she has now that she can’t move.
“But if I don’t come over there, how can I help?” he asks in a teasing tone, and she scowls.
“With the way your voice sounds, and that stupid look on your face, I don’t think I want your kind of help,” she snarls. “So stay the hell away from me! Just sit over there and mind your own business until help gets here!”
“Aw, don’t be like that,” he replies, but he can tell that she is serious.
“If you touch me, I’ll kill you! If you even come near me, if you even look at me, I’ll kill you!” she keeps throwing these threats at him, and he keeps staring at the way her jacket sways as she squirms, and he is trying to decide what, exactly, he should do about this situation.
Obviously, she is serious about not wanting him to come over there. Even if she didn’t say anything, he would know that, because he knows Kyoka. She really might kill him if he touches her, and besides that, it’s not as if she is his top pick. At least, from how he talks about the girls in his class, it often seems as if Kyoka is really low ranking for him. She doesn’t have the body of some of his classmates, and coupling that with her personality, and how mean she always is to him, it never seems worth it to try anything with her. There are definitely bigger, better boobs for him to risk his life to play with, that is for certain.
But then again, how many opportunities like this are just going to show up? How often is he going to find himself in a situation like this? Even knowing the consequences, he has to wonder if it might not be worth the risk, considering how rare and perfect it all is. And beyond that, it isn’t as if he finds Kyoka to be unattractive. Far from it! She’s incredibly hot, and he can see the appeal in all sorts of girls, and small or not, her boobs are still boobs, and ones that are very real and right in front of him, and completely at his mercy.
She continues to yell at him, telling him to stop staring at her and to not get any ideas and to not come anywhere near her, while he lets himself forget it all, weighing those options in his mind until he decides what the best course of action is. Naturally, he knows that the best thing to do is just go for it. After all, they could have died in here, and life is so uncertain. He may never have this chance again, and he thinks this all must be a sign from above, to grab life by the horns whenever he can.
Or by the boob, in this situation.
“What are you doing? I said to stay over there!” she cries out, as soon as he starts to make his way towards her. “I told you not to try anything with me, and you know I’m gonna kill you if you do! Stay away! Stay over there!” Her voice becomes more frantic as he gets closer, and he can tell that, despite the big game she is talking, she is also panicking. She knows that, as long as she is trapped like this, there is nothing that she can do about it. Sure, once this is all over, she can kill him like she said she would, but by then, he will have gotten what he wanted out of this, and if that is how he is fated to die, he believes that it will all be worth it.
Right now, Kyoka does not have anything on him, and they both know it. That is why he is able to continue to approaching her with such confidence, that playful grin on his face telling her that nothing she has to say to him actually scares him in the slightest. He is not afraid of her threats- at least not right now- and he is being guided by lust.
Once he is within grabbing distance, he wastes no time in shedding his gloves and reaching out to her exposed chest. No matter how she may thrash or scream, there is nothing on earth that could distract or deter him from his unholy mission, and Minoru absolutely has to make contact, right here and right now. His hands soon reach her, and as soon as he can feel the warmth of her flesh beneath his hands, he knows that he has made the right choice. Honestly, he is not sure if her threat of murder even counts for anything, because in this moment, he is fairly certain that he has died and gone to heaven.
Kyoka continues to say something to him, insulting and threatening him over and over again, but at this point, Minoru really could not care less about anything that she says. He starts squeezing and groping at her small boobs, and right away, he knows that he could not have been more wrong, trying to compare breasts based on their size. Clearly, all boobs are perfect, as evidenced by how wonderful these feel in his grasp.
However, as he fondles them, he tries to think about what it is about this that girls would even like. He can understand Kyoka not liking it one way or another, since she explicitly told him not to do this, but in general, it does not seem like him just clumsily groping and grabbing at a pair of boobs would do anything for the girl attached to them. And as nice as it feels for him, he still has that part of him that is curious about making a girl feel good, wondering how much better that would make things for him.
“Oh, wait, the nipples,” he mutters to himself, as the realization dawns on him.
“Wh-what about them?!” Kyoka cries. “There’s nothing wrong with…I mean, don’t…stop getting ideas, okay?! Just stop everything that you’re doing, you’re already so dead either way, but-”
“If I’m dead either way then I might as well enjoy my last moments to the fullest, right?” he asks with a sly grin, and there is nothing left for her to say to that. Her threats finally fall silent, as she understands this is actually pretty hopeless.
But he is not making any comments about her nipples in particular. Rather, he remembers at last that they are supposed to be pretty sensitive, at least if what he has seen in porn has any truth to it, and if that is the case, then he might be able to make Kyoka feel pretty good by playing with them. There is still the chance that she is going to hate this no matter what, just because it is him doing it to her, but he might as well try it out and see how it works.
Besides, there is also the chance that she will actually like it, and he would love to see her fighting against her pleasure, not wanting to admit how much she loves it while Minoru has her on the edge, squirming and writhing, unable to do anything to stop him from getting her off. That mental image is so hot that he can hardly stand it, and so, he decides to go for it, and moves his hands, shifting his focus from the whole of the boob to just pinching her nipples between his fingertips, earning an immediate gasp from her.
A grin spreads across his face, and he gives her another pinch, and he can see the struggle in her expression as she tries to hold back her reaction, but fails. Once again, she is left gasping from it, and he can just tell that this is a positive reaction. So, maybe her repulsion is not enough to stop her involuntary reactions, and maybe it does not matter who the one touching her is. Maybe this actually does feel really good, and maybe he has hit on something that will benefit the both of them.
All he can do is thank his extensive knowledge of porn for all of this.
Kyoka is rendered speechless as he begins toying with her nipples, and the only sounds that she makes are her soft gasps and a few noises that sound like the beginnings of moans, but she chokes them back before they can escape, all to try and hide just how much she is enjoying the very thing that she should hate most. Yeah, this is basically the best sort of power trip that Minoru could ever imagine for himself, and he loves the look on her face as she tries to fight the inevitable.
As he keeps up the same pattern, he wonders if this might start to get boring for her, and if he should try something else to keep things interesting, and what he could do that might work, that might make it feel even better. He wants to make her come from this, or at least, to get her close to the edge, just to prove that he can. She is so far gone now that she can’t even threaten him any more, putting all of her focus into trying to keep herself from moaning for him, though that has become pretty much impossible.
Moans keep slipping past her lips, and Minoru keeps studying her, trying to get ideas that do not involve using his mouth. He definitely wants to try that, but he is also not sure if he is ready to go that far, even knowing that she can’t resist liking this. As he struggles with his decision, he finally notices the way her earphone jacks sway as she squirms with her pleasure, and it makes him wonder just how sensitive they are.
He is not sure what it is about them; perhaps just the fact that they are hers, a trait that is unique to Kyoka, or perhaps the way that he sometimes sees her playing with them, but there is something undeniably erotic about them, and knowing that he is close enough to touch them as well gets him even more exciting. It feels so forbidden and yet so sensual, to be able to touch her earphone jacks for himself, and if he is able to touch them, then he is able to use them for whatever he wants to.
Moving his hands from her chest, she starts panting and trying to catch her breath, trying to recover, as if she really thinks that he is done with her, or giving her any sort of break. But her whimpers start right back up again once he starts toying with the jacks, proving that they are nearly as sensitive as her nipples, at least when she is in such an aroused state. Minoru can hardly believe his good luck, to be able to discover so much about her in one go, and to have her right here at his mercy while he explores her body.
This is exactly the idea that he has been looking for, a new way to tease her nipples without sucking on them just yet, because if her jacks are this sensitive on their own, and her nipples are that sensitive on their own, then that means that combining those two sensations will likely be more than she can handle. It will be so easy to work her up right to her limit like that, and he only spends a little more time stroking the jacks before he starts to move them down.
Her eyes widen as she realizes what he is doing, and she tries to protest, but her voice breaks off before she can, and he would not stop either way, and he knows that she must realize that. And then they make contact, and she lets out a sharp cry, the most shameless noise that she has made so far. Immediately, she is left blushing furiously and trying to choke back any other noises that she might make, but it is already far too late for that, because he can already tell that she loves this even more.
He starts out rubbing slow circles around her nipples, the pace so slow that it is nearly torturous, and he can see the way that her legs are trembling, turned to jelly in the wake of this pleasure. In a way, she is lucky that she has something to hold her steady to this wall, because otherwise, she would have collapsed by now. Of course, if she were not held to the wall, then none of this ever would have happened, but Minoru knows there is no point in quibbling over the details in his mind, especially not when he can focus on this exciting job right in front of him.
Like this, he is not directly touching her boobs, but that does not really matter, because either way, he is having the time of his life, watching her lewd faces and listening to her erotic sounds, bearing witness to the way that even someone as tough as her falls apart when faced with pleasure like this. He picks up the pace as he rubs her, and she cries out more and more, panting and screaming, rendered so pathetic that it is hard to believe that she is the same girl that has so often terrified him at school.
Seeing her like this, she is not scary at all, though he knows that illusion will come to an end the instant she is free and can get back at him. He is going to have to find some way to prevent his death, but now that he has come this far, he thinks that he knows just how to do that. She is getting closer and closer, having no control over herself or her reactions as she moans for him, and he hopes that his porn knowledge does not fail him now, because he waits until he thinks that she should be on the verge of an orgasm, and he stops short, dropping her jacks and stepping away from her, hands up as if in surrender.
“Sorry, you’re right, I don’t want to die,” he says.
“What are you…what are you doing…?” she gasps, and it is a wonder that she is able to speak at all.
“Exactly what you told me to. I’m keeping my hands off of you and completely acknowledging your demands,” he says, putting on a grave face, acting as if this is the most serious thing in the world. It is hard not to grin as she lets out a frustrated groan, caving easily.
“Don’t…don’t just stop now!” she demands, and it is amazing, watching her fall apart like that, all because of him. “You can’t just tease me like that and walk away! And…and you can’t just say that you’re doing what I said when you didn’t even try to restrain yourself before then!” Her voice breaks, showing just how pathetic he has made her, and he can’t help smirking as he shrugs, unable to keep up his grave expression.
“Sorry, but I just can’t keep going, not when I know you’re going to kill me at the end.”
“What happened to all that talk about enjoying yourself before you died?”
“My mind is all made up,” he replies with a shrug. “You can just hang there, and I’ll sit over here, and try and keep myself out of trouble. I mean…unless you want to make a deal.”
“Anything!” Kyoka cries, even knowing that she will probably regret that. “Just please…please help me, please finish me off!”
“On one condition. You have to promise not to actually kill me when this is over. Or harm me in any way,” he says, and he can see her thinking about it. Of course, she probably would not have actually ended his life, but she could have had plenty of fun hurting him and been completely justified in doing so. And knowing that she is giving up the chance to do that must be difficult for her, but he has her so riled up that, in the end, her choice is obvious.
“Fine! I promise!”
“Now we’re talking,” Minoru says, and he moves forward to help remove her from the wall. He takes a step back as soon as he has her free, and at that moment, she pounces forward, launching herself at him. At that moment, he sees his life flash before his eyes, as he realizes just how foolish it was to trust her not to hurt him, and how foolish it was to ever believe there was a chance that Kyoka would not kill him for this. At least he can say he had some fun before he died, but he really wishes that it did not have to end like this.
But Kyoka does not kill him when she has him in her grasp, pinned to the ground beneath her, one of his legs between hers. Instead, she just starts grinding against him, whimpering as she does, her face flushed and so pathetic as she works herself right to the edge. She cries out suddenly, and Minoru can hardly believe it, even when it has happened right in front of him: Kyoka has just gotten off from grinding on him, getting off so easily because he worked her up so much by playing with her boobs.
Holy shit, he is the man.
“Get undressed,” she demands, but in this state, even her demands come out breathy and kind of pathetic. Even so, that is an order that Minoru does not mind following at all, and as she sits back and starts to strip the rest of the way down, he is quick to shed his costume as well, leaving himself naked. There is a brief moment that he worries about what she might think of him now, but he has nothing to worry about, not when she is this horny, this desperate to get off over and over again.
Kyoka gets on her back, inviting him on top of her, and he trembles a bit, hoping that he does not fuck this up. He is having a hard time catching up to what is going on, and the fact that he is about to lose his virginity, right here and now, to one of the girls who bullies him the most, seems like something out of a dream, and not something that could actually be happening to him. But Kyoka is right there beneath him, needy and demanding him to fuck her, and all he can do now is thrust forward, not holding back as he fills her all at once.
“Holy fuck!” he cries out, his voice breaking, and he has to go still just as soon as he is inside of her, lest he completely lose control of himself all at once. It feels so good, so good that good does not even begin to cover it, so much better than his hand ever could, and he feels like he could cry from how happy he is right now, so overwhelmed that he does not know what to do. Kyoka gasps beneath him, squirming, and the slight movement sends shivers down his spine.
He gives a weak thrust forward, and is once again overwhelmed by it, moaning out and feeling tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. It will be hard to keep his self-control while he fucks her, but he is going to do his best to pull that off, because he knows that he does not want this to end too soon. Not only does he want to impress her and make her feel good, but he wants to be able to enjoy this for as long as possible.
Finally, he is able to start moving properly, and soon enough, he is bucking his hips forward wildly, fucking her hard and fast and making her moan for him, Kyoka’s voice filling the room that they are trapped in. Funny, he has kind of forgotten about the danger they were in, now that the two of them have gotten so much closer, and he would be happy to stay like this forever.
She holds onto him as he fucks her, and pushes up against him, working with him to set the pace, to show him exactly what she wants, and he does his best to hold back, not letting his body betray him, no matter how good it feels, not until he feels her as she reaches her second orgasm, head thrown back as she loses control. Minoru is just barely able to pull out of her before he reaches the same fate, knowing better than to test his luck by finishing inside of her.
Instead, he pulls out just in time to come all over her chest, covering the breasts that he has had so much fun playing with today, the start of all of this. He is left panting as he looks down at her, her chest rising and falling as she pants as well, covered in his seed, and her cheeks are so flushed, and she just looks so happy right now that it is nearly impossible to believe that he is the one responsible for all of this.
Clearly he is, though, as he knows what he just did, and knows that there is no way he ever could have dreamt something that vivid, and that perfect. And it occurs to him now that he has really done it, that he really isn’t a virgin anymore, and that it was Kyoka of all people who gave him a chance to throw his virginity away. None of it seems real, but all of it is too crazy to be something that he has made up all on his own.
He sits back then, needing some time to catch his breath, but Kyoka sits up, an odd look in her eyes, one that he has only recently become familiar with. Staring him down, she says, “I don’t remember saying I was done with you yet.”
Needless to say, he has absolutely not complaints about that, and no complaints about letting her push him down onto his back so that she can get on top of him and starting riding him. Nothing else in the world seems to matter right now, because he has Kyoka all to himself, and still plenty of time before help arrives, so plenty of time for her to keep using his body, making it clear that she has no intention of stopping until she is satisfied, and proving herself to have one hell of an appetite, at the same time.
Minoru is not so stupid as to believe that this will change anything about their relationship. Kyoka has always disliked him, teasing and bullying him when he steps out of line, and he knows that this encounter is purely physical, and that he is lucky enough just to be able to say that he made it out of this alive. Anything more than that is too much to hope for, so he knows that he needs to just enjoy this while he can, letting her fuck him as much as she wants, because he will probably never get to do this again, at least not with her.
But for as long as they have right now, he will let himself enjoy it, and make sure that it lasts, that it is something he can fondly remember for the rest of his life.
~X~
The two of them manage to avoid getting caught, stopping and cleaning up as much as they can before help arrives, and anything disheveled about them can be attributed to the fact that they were trapped in a collapsed building for several hours. Kyoka keeps her jacket covering her chest, and acts properly humiliated about the whole thing, while Minoru never breathes a word of what really happened, even though it would definitely give him bragging rights for the rest of his life.
As expected, Kyoka goes back to treating him the same as ever, or perhaps even more coldly than before, sending him the perfect sign that that didn’t mean a thing to her, and that she never wants anything to do with him again. Which is exactly what he expected from her, so he is not all that disappointed, though he supposes that it would have been nice for her to start treating him better, and even if she still wanted to keep the whole thing a secret, having someone that he could fuck semi-regularly would have been a nice deal.
A girlfriend would have been even better, but he definitely knew better than to hope for that outcome, but maybe, just maybe, there was the possibility of her wanting to keep fucking him in secret, so impressed by his prowess that she was willing to risk sneaking around with him, just so that she could get a taste of it whenever the craving hit her.
Yeah, right. Knowing how stupid all of this is, he is able to put it out of his mind eventually, and he just uses their encounter as good jack off material, working much better for him than any of the usual stuff, since it is something he has really experienced before.
But then one night, the door suddenly burst open while he is cranking it, and Kyoka comes in without a word, slamming the door behind her as she hurries forward, plucking a ball from his head and use it to secure her hands behind her back in one swift motion. Minoru is left gawking as Kyoka pouts, looking at him with a fake expression of being put out, as if she did not land herself in this situation on her own.
“Oh no, I’m stuck,” she murmurs, struggling a bit to emphasize her point. “You better not do anything to me, you know what I’ll do to you if you don’t keep your hands to yourself…”
“Doesn’t look like you can do anything at all in that position,” he replies, his voice shaking a bit more than he intends as he tries to come to terms with the reality of this situation, straight out of one of his fantasies. But as he moves forward, ready to strip her and have his way wit her, he is pleased to realize that this means he was not an idiot to secretly hope for more of this.
And this definitely means that he’s so good that she just couldn’t resist coming back for more, something he is not going to be able to stop himself from gloating about, at least when he is alone with Kyoka.