The blazer was abandoned under the bed. Hagiwara was sitting at your side. The wet, licked sensation traced from your neck to your shoulders. His hand gropes the side of your waist from behind, the zipper goes smoothly to the bottom, and his hand is already inside your shirt. Being fondled by strange hands on your breasts, even though you know it's Hagiwara, you can't help but hold him down through your clothes. From your ears to your neck to the soles of your feet, your whole body heats up. You can imagine what you look like now in their eyes, probably turned red, especially your face.
Due to their gender differences, Hagiwara and Matsuda both have thick skin, and the numbers are rising like crazy, but it doesn't show much on their surface. They clearly feel the heat and their eyes look different than usual. The focused eyes fall on you, and the meaning conveyed by the sight is straightforward - two hungry beasts see a honeycomb dripping with honey. This feeling of being craved heats up you again. You suddenly understand why there are people who are keen to do this kind of thing. It is indeed so comfortable that it breaks the bottom and makes you afraid instead.
Matsuda was unbuttoning his shirt. The nimble fingers gently pick one, and do not have to stay long to move to the next. In a flash, he was already halfway there.
You grab his fingers and stop him from continuing. He looks at you, perhaps waiting for you to explain.
"Wait," a question instantly occupies your attention,
"Matsuda-kun, may I ask if you can see like this?"
"I can see it, then why have you suddenly become so polite?"
Because of the change in angle, you suddenly see his eyes through his sunglasses. Your eyes meet.
"But I can't see you."
"Oh my God." Matsuda touched his trouser pocket and tried to hold a cigarette to calm down. However, he forgot to bring a cigarette. And why smoke at a time like this! he asked himself.
He covers his mouth helplessly and shifts his attention to the bare wall to keep himself calm, which just exposes his reddened ears to you. You can't help but think: Yeah, we know each other very well, and the three people in the room are all just people who know nothing but theories, nothing to be ashamed of. This time you smoothly remove Matsuda's sunglasses and he doesn't resist.
After Hagiwara's hand was pressed, he sensed your attitude, so he silently withdrew his hand and even helped you zipper it back up.
He picks you up and has you sit on one of his laps. He then wraps his arms around you, while one hand wraps around your stomach and the other passes between your breasts and presses against your collarbone. You lean back with his force, the feeling of being caught in his chest settling you. He sighed and kissed your earlobe, first licking it as a soothing touch, then biting it gently. You are like a slight electric shock, more of a mental stimulus, your mind exploded.
"Ah!" The unprecedented excitement causes you to make an unintentional sound. By the time you realized you had just done something that was prone to overthinking, things were irrevocable. You remembered the zipper that had only just been pulled up, "Sorry, I may need some time to get used to it, so that was just ......"
"No, I was in too much of a hurry before." Hagiwara rubs his nose against the back of your neck. Years of being together have allowed you to understand what the other is trying to say without having to say the whole thing.
Matsuda came closer. The eyes beneath the curly hair have a soft glow, as dark and lovely as a Shiba Inu and as focused as a Doberman. When you lock eyes with these eyes that won't let you go, he keeps closing in, and you get closer and closer to Hagiwara behind you, and when you can't retreat, you're already resting on Hagiwara's shoulder.
Matsuda deflated and stepped back.
"What are you hiding for, I don't bite."
"But you look like you're going to bite me!"
"What have I done to make you distrust me like this? Come on, tell me so I can change."
"Well ...... it's not like there's a lack of trust. Probably because you don't look friendly?" You ruffle his hair and cup his face to turn around and mull it over, and it finally dawns on you, " Your behavior and your temperament are too aggressive!"
Matsuda was so shocked that he said to Hagiwara, "Thanks, Hagi! It's a good thing you pulled me back then, or I really would have scared her away!"
Hagiwara smiled, "You're going to make me regret doing that then."
Now you are here, right in front of him. So, Matsuda humbly asks you, "And what does it take to reach a level like Hagi?"
You pull back your already-empty thoughts and think for a moment. Matsuda then sits patiently waiting for you to answer.
"Friendly and aggressive personalities actually have their pros and cons, there is no good or bad difference, you do not need to force change. You can't suddenly have the same personality as Hagiwara. I'm not sure about the rest, but I think it's good to keep it the same."
"What do you mean?"
You struggle to organize your words, and in the end a thousand words are translated into a summary: "Just don't bite me."
Your ability to express yourself was so bad that Hagiwara was shaking with laughter. It's really hard for Matsuda, who has a hard time with the liberal arts, to understand the meaning and derivation of words is his shortcoming, but he understood your meaning at the first time, which makes you feel very comfortable.
You support yourself with your knees and arms as you move closer towards Matsuda, one of your legs reaching between his legs and being caught by him. You sit on his knee and hold his chest as you continue to lean closer.
"Don't be nervous." And with that you kissed. At first it was fine, but as you explored, you clearly felt Matsuda's arms move. You raise your knees in warning pressure. He stops and turns to grab the sheets. Your lips have long been moistened, the light nibbling of your teeth making his lips even redder. His eyes blink stubbornly, and he struggles for a long time before finally closing them. But eyes are of no use at this time, for you both feel each other entirely with your lips. When you delayed progress, he couldn't resist meeting up to deepen the kiss. Not surprisingly, you two are new to the game and inevitably bump into each other's teeth.
" Hmm!" A warm body is pressed against your back, arms wrap around to hold you up, and the back of your neck is captured by Hagiwara. In that moist warmth, sharp canines rub against you, and then you feel sucked.
You stop and wait for the excitement to end, but you don't expect it to get stronger.
"Hagi ...... ooh!"
"Just call me Hagi."
Without waiting for your next response, Matsuda chases after you, finding his lips from the chin up to block your voice. You grabbed Matsuda's shirt. For a moment you was so consumed with pleasure that you almost forgot your initial purpose.