YUHI
"If you suck here, you'll be able to tell Sumire." Yuhi points to his chest. In the place closest to his heart, if she sucks there would she be able to tell?
He feels cool fingers at his chest, tracing them gently and yet the pressure from a single touch left him anticipating.
Yuhi lifted his hips to make things easier for her, but watched her carefully, wondering what she was going to do. A shiver of anticipation ran through his body. The soft cry that escaped him and the way his fingers clutched her hair made her lips curve in a smile.
That cheeky little brat, she must have been planning on doing this from the very beginning.
"Say Yuhi, do you like this?"
"I like it, do you intend to continue teasing me today?"
"Teasing is nice."
