Stealing Spree

Aya’s warmth, her quiet trust and the way she fit so perfectly in my arms were like a puzzle piece clicking into place, making this moment so precious despite how busy I still am during the day. My hands slid up her back as my fingers traced the delicate curve of her spine through her uniform. The girl shivered slightly and breathed out in that adorable way that always made my heart throb.

“Ruki, you’re teasing me again,” She mumbled against my neck, yet there was no real protest in her tone. Instead, her shaky voice had a hint of satisfaction as her fingers curled into my hair, locking me further as if she couldn’t get enough of the contact.

“Am I teasing you? Nope, I’m just making sure my birthday girl gets properly spoiled,” I replied playfully as I tilted her chin up to meet her gaze.

Her eyes sparkling with affection held mine with an intensity that made the room feel smaller, like it was just us and nothing else mattered.

“You said you wanted to be intimate, Aya. So, let’s see how much closer we can get.”

“T-this isn’t what I meant… But it’s not bad.” Her cheeks flared crimson at that admission.

Of course, what she truly meant by being intimate was more than this. The more intimate and passionate one. To make love to each other.

“Mhm… This isn’t that bad. It must be great to hold you like this every day, no?”

“Un. But won’t it be inconvenient?”

“How so? I can just carry you with me if we’re going to eat something. And then, we’ll go to the bathroom together.”

“Pfft. The first part sounds great but the last one, what if we needed to pee or something else? We can’t always be together like that, right? It’ll be embarrassing!”

“Oh. Sure. But if it’s with my Aya, I don’t mind.”

“You flirt! That’s not good at all! Uhm… but I like the idea of living with you, Ruki.”

“Living with me, huh?” I grinned, brushing my thumb across her cheek, savoring the way her blush deepened under my touch. “Careful, Aya, you’re gonna make me come to your house and ask your parents to let you come home with me.”

She giggled, her hands sliding down to rest on my chest, her fingers curling lightly into my shirt. “That’s tempting, Ruki. I’ll help you ask them. But then we’d have to figure out how to fit all my books in your room.”

“Books? Oh. You can use my old room as a library. We can also stay there.” I teased, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her forehead.

Aya’s eyes sparkled again as she was probably imagining that scene. Moments later, her lips stretched into a pleasant grin. “That would be heavenly… My books, you, and our room together… I can’t ask for more.”

“Really? But seriously, Aya, you name it, and I’ll make it happen. Today’s your day, but I’m thinking about every day after this too.”

Her eyes softened as she tilted her head. Her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.

Instead, she closed the distance between us, her lips pressing against mine. A kiss that was gentle but filled with a quiet intensity, like she was pouring all her feelings into it.

I kissed her back, matching that intensity as my arms tightened on her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between us.

The sofa creaked faintly as we shifted, her legs parting further to let me settle between them. I lifted my knees to climb up as I slowly pushed her down the sofa.

Her uniform skirt slid up slightly, and I could feel the warmth of her thighs against my sides. My hands stayed respectful, one on her waist, the other cupping her face but the heat of the moment was undeniable.

Aya’s breaths came quicker, her kisses growing bolder as her tongue shyly met mine in a dance of passionate kisses.

“Ruki…” She whispered between kisses, a soft plea that tickled my unyielding desire for her. “I… I want more. For my birthday. Can we…?”

I pulled back just enough to meet her gaze. It was filled with trust, desire, and that quiet strength that made Aya so special.

“You sure, birthday girl? I’ll give you anything you want, but I need to hear it.”

She bit her lip as her cheeks flared up, but her voice was steady. “I’m sure. I want to feel you, Ruki. Closer than this. I… I want us to make love.”

This girl… How much will she tug at my heartstrings today?

My response was simply cupping her cheeks again as I lowered my head while aligning us at the length of the sofa.

Aya closed her eyes and awaited my lips to land on hers before she turned it into an almost reverent kiss that sent a spark through my veins.

Whenever she’s taking the initiative, Aya’s kisses are always like this. Soft at first, like she was testing the waters, then growing bolder as she let herself go. Her fingers threaded through my hair, tugging lightly as a quiet whimper escaped her as I nibbled her lower lip.

I deepened it as I carefully pressed down on her, making sure she wouldn’t be burdened by my weight.

The sofa creaked faintly beneath us, my knees pressed down on the cushion.

And from here, my naughty hands started moving. One went to her exposed thigh and the other slipped under the hem of her uniform, sliding up to her navel and eventually finding its way to her soft, warm skin beneath. My fingers traced the gentle curve of her waist, savoring the way she shivered under my touch and how her body responded with a subtle arch that pressed her closer to me.

Aya let out a soft moan that had been muffled by our kisses as my hand wandered higher, brushing just beneath the edge of her bra.

I paused there, pulling back from the kiss to check her expression, making sure she was still with me.

Her eyes fluttered open, half-lidded and hazy with desire, but there was no hesitation, simply that quiet trust she has for me.

“Ruki…” She whispered affectionately. “It’s okay. I want this… with you.”

I kissed her again, pouring every bit of care and affection into it as my hand slid further, gently cupping her through the fabric. Her body tensed for a moment, then melted as I squeezed her pleasant mound, my thumb teasing her sensitive cherry underneath.

Her legs shifted to wrap loosely around my hips, pulling me closer. The intimacy of it and the way she opened herself up to me was overwhelming in the best way.

My other hand stayed on her thigh as it slowly found its way underneath her skirt. I could feel the heat of her through her panties, the faint dampness that told me how much she wanted this, and it took every ounce of self-control not to rush.

Aya deserved better than that. She deserved to be savored, every moment drawn out to make her feel like the only person in the world.

I broke the kiss, trailing my lips down her jaw to the sensitive spot just below her ear and then her neck, earning me another soft gasp of pleasure from the girl.

“You’re so beautiful, Aya. Every part of you… I’m so lucky.”

Her hands gripped my shoulders tightly, letting me know how much my words affected her. “Ruki… you always say things like that… it’s not fair. You make me feel… so much.”

“Good,” I replied with a roguish smile before nibbling lightly at her collarbone as I went down to press my face on her chest again. “Because that’s the plan, birthday girl. I want you to feel everything.”