Although I didn't cross out the possibility, I didn't expect her to suddenly hug me . Is this her curiosity? Or perhaps she's testing something? Either way, I guess I just have to warm her up.
I wrapped my arm around her blanket-covered shoulders, pulling her closer. Her body stiffened momentarily before relaxing into the contact.
"Not nervous anymore?" I whispered but the girl seemed not to have any thoughts of answering.
Just , a few minutes passed with Umeda clinging to me. Somehow, the girl eventually dozed off. Her breathing softened into a steady rhythm against my chest. Her arm remained locked around my waist, fingers tangled loosely in the towel fabric. The nervous tension had melted away, replaced by exhausted sleep.
At this point, I realized. It's not that she's overcome nervousness, she's just exhausted. The adrenaline crash after the relay and fainting caught up. She probably won't even remember our conversation or the fact that she snuggled up to me . She's just seeking warmth and comfort unconsciously.
As I waited for either Umeda to wake up or someone to arrive with uniforms, I continued caressing her head gently. I still had no idea what kind of favor she was going to ask me but I knew I'd probably accept it without hesitation.
Ten minutes later, I heard the door sliding open, followed by a set of footsteps and a voice so intimately familiar to me. "Idiot, where are you? Don't tell you already laid your hands on--"
Her words cut off as she pulled the curtain aside and found me lying in the infirmary bed, Umeda still covered by the blanket and sleeping soundly against my chest. The girl was already back in her uniform. In her hand were our bags containing our uniforms.
"I knew it." Satsuki clicked her tongue as her eyes then moved to the floor where my discarded trunks lay.
I put on a wry smile and whispered, "I know it looks bad but it's not what it looks like, Satsuki."
Where have I heard that line before? I never thought I was going to use that here.
"Hmph. Save the excuses. I gotta check it myself."
Upon saying that, she closed the curtain again and walked over to the bed. Her fingers immediately went to the edge of the blanket covering Umeda. Before I could protest, she yanked it down to Umeda's waist.
Umeda stirred but didn't wake, her pale blue bra straps stark against flushed skin. Satsuki's gaze swept from Umeda's sleeping face pressed against my collarbone to the towel barely clinging to my hips.
Her nostrils flared. "Explain."
"As you can see, I'm just warming her up. Nothing else happened." I kept my voice low, acutely aware of Umeda's soft breaths puffing against my skin. Her arm tightened around my waist unconsciously as Satsuki's shadow fell over us.
"Shameless idiot. Ugh... fine." Satsuki's glare softened slightly as she took in Umeda's deep, exhausted breathing. After that, she covered Umeda back up to her shoulders. "So, how long do you have to play the human heater?"
"Well, she's also concerned that I might catch a cold. Anyway, I can probably slip away now." I answered as I tried to shift my position slightly.
However, Umeda whimpered in protest, her arm tightening like a vice around my waist. Her face nuzzled deeper against my neck.
"I guess not." I shrugged as I checked if the girl had already woken up. But that's not the case, Umeda was just unconsciously holding onto me. If I forced it, she might really wake up.
Seeing that, Satsuki pouted before placing down the bags she brought with her. "Ugh. How come girls can't let go of you?"
I shrugged again, making her cheek puff up further.
"This idiot. Forget it… I have to confirm something else."
Upon saying that, the girl lifted the blanket starting from my foot, revealing my legs and eventually my towel-wrapped waist.
Her gaze lingered on the damp fabric underneath. "I see. It didn't look like you pulled this down and showed it to her."
Must she be so thorough? Well, I can't blame her for that. I'm notorious when it comes to girls. But Umeda? She's asleep and innocent. Besides, Satsuki knows I wouldn't take advantage of a girl . Furthermore, I could tell she's just making an excuse.
As I thought that, the girl continued, "I still need to check just in case... Stay still, idiot. You'll be in trouble if she wakes up."
Her fingers hooked into the waistband of my boxers beneath the towel. A sharp tug pulled them down, releasing my still flaccid cock for her eyes to see. Of course, I did get hard earlier but I got it under control.
But with this girl exposing it like that, it gradually stiffened and stood up proudly. Satsuki stared at it intently before putting on a mischievous smirk.
"Pervert idiot. Why are you getting hard?"
"How can I not when my girl is staring at it?" I whispered, shifting my hips slightly. Because of this, the towel got tented obscenely. Umeda stirred against my neck but only to snuggle closer.
Meanwhile, Satsuki sat down at the edge near my feet, her fingers gradually peeling the towel that covered my cock again. "So... you didn't touch her? What about this one? I need to check thoroughly."
This girl... She could be honest with what she wanted to do at the moment but she's choosing to tease me instead and come up with an excuse to touch me. Well, I guess I'll just let her do whatever she wants.
"Satsuki, this girl can wake up at any moment. I'm not against you checking but you know... she might see." I whispered, lowering my voice to the point that it almost came inaudible. After all, my throat would vibrate and might wake Umeda up.
Successfully peeling the towel, Satsuki looked up at me as her fingers wrapped around the base of my cock, "I don't care. It'll be smart of her to pretend not to see if she happens to wake up while I'm in the middle of checking."
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Satsuki's naturally glaring eyes softened as she bent forward, inspecting my exposed cock with a clinical curiosity as if she were truly trying to find out if I used it with Umeda.
Her fingers traced the veins along the shaft while her thumb pressed the tip experimentally.
"No residual wetness," She murmured, sounding a little disappointed. "Not even precum."
Her gaze flickered to Umeda's sleeping form, then back to my erection. "So you're cleared."
"I told you--" My words were cut off with a gasp as Satsuki's lips suddenly enveloped the tip and eventually slid further down, taking the whole head inside her mouth. Her tongue quickly went to work, coating the entirety of my cock with saliva as she bobbed her head slowly.
Then, she pulled away with a pop as she watched the glistening tip produce a bead of precum. "You'd better keep your voice down, idiot. You're not going to escape this."