Mikhail finally arrived at the designated location after a few minutes of walking within the library. He traversed the quiet and silent corridors, surrounded by shelves filled with books. Upon reaching his destination, his eyes fixed on Aika, who was waiting for him.
However, what truly surprised Mikhail was Aika's attire. She was wearing a school uniform that made her stand out in the serene atmosphere of the library. Aika seemed immersed in her own aura, with her delicate and elegant appearance perfectly matching the intellectual environment.
Her dark black hair cascaded in soft waves over her shoulders, giving her a naturally charming air. Her large, expressive eyes sparkled with curiosity and vivacity, accentuated by thin, well-shaped eyebrows that framed her serene face. Her flawless, slightly tan skin reflected the light gently, enhancing her beauty.
Dressed in a fitted black blazer with red buttons, Aika conveyed an image of confidence and refined style. Her short-sleeved white shirt stood out against the darkness of the blazer, adding a touch of purity and elegance. The short black skirt, reaching mid-thigh, revealed a slender and graceful leg. Her white socks completed the ensemble, contrasting with the darkness of the skirt.
As Mikhail admired Aika's stunning appearance, he felt a mixture of admiration and curiosity, bringing with her a unique and captivating charm that instantly captured Mikhail's attention.
"Hehehe, you've arrived, Mikhail." Aika stood up, placing the book in front of her face, leaving only her eyes visible. "So, do you like it?"
'Neuron activation.' At that moment, Mikhail's friend awoke with all his strength, wanting to escape from his pants as soon as possible.
Aika, seeing this, smiled, lowering the book to reveal her embarrassed face. "I'm glad you liked it. I had it specifically made for this kind of occasion."
'School uniform, I didn't expect to see this again...' Mikhail was somewhat stunned by this surprise.
'Don't wake up, Mikhail. Just seeing this has already overwhelmed you? Be stronger, man.'
Mikhail sighed, approaching Aika. "You truly understand me. I am so happy to have you as my partner."
"This outfit is so amazing that I don't even want to take it off of you," Mikhail said, gently holding Aika's hands and intertwining their fingers.
"Without taking it off? But how are we going to do that then?" Aika pouted and locked eyes with Mikahil, her voice filled with playful curiosity.
'How can she be so incredibly cute?' Mikahil thought, his heart tightening at the sight of her.
"Aika, it's simple. We'll do it with you wearing it," Mikahil spoke, a smile spreading across his face.
"Huh? But how?"
"By being careful. There's nothing difficult about it," Mikahil continued, his smile unwavering.
"Really? But what if it gets dirty? I don't want to ruin it since I want to wear it again," Aika spoke, her eyes glancing towards Mikahil's crotch, almost hearing the desperate cries of her friend wanting to escape.
'It seems painful...' Aika thought.
"It won't get ruined, at most just a little dirty... Or can't we?" Mikahil spoke with a puppy dog look in his eyes.
"Dirty... but if that happens..."
"Can't you just wash it if that happens?"
Aika sighed, 'It's not that simple. It's not like our normal clothes.'
Aika looked at Mikahil's face, a golden glow seemed to blind her, but it was only in her vision because Mikahil had a sad expression on his face as he said, "You dressed up all nice just to take it off? Don't you think it's a waste?"
'If it gets dirty... It won't be easy to clean,' Aika looked at Mikahil's face again.
'Damn it, I can't say no to him, damn smile.'
"Okay, I'll let you. Let's do it with our clothes on..." Before Aika could finish speaking, Mikahil began to kiss her, his hands exploring her body, feeling the fabric of the uniform beneath his fingers.
"Huff... Mikahil... Stop... Let... me..." Aika tried to speak amidst the kiss, but she couldn't. Gradually, she was being overwhelmed by the sensation of the moment.
'Shit, I wanted to ask him to promise not to get me dirty... But from what I can see, it wouldn't have made a difference,' Aika thought, feeling Mikahil's hand sliding under her skirt, reaching towards her pussy.
'I feel so impure doing this kind of thing in a library with her dressed like this, but it's simply amazing at the same time,' Mikahil thought as he began to caress Aika's pussy through the fabric of her panties.
"Aaang... Mikahil, not again with this," Aika exclaimed, gripping his shoulders tightly with her hands.
'Argh, such a tight grip. Good thing I trained my body for this occasion ' Mikahil thought, looking at Aika with a face already showing signs of desire.
' Wow, she's more sensitive than I expected ' Mikahil thought as he felt his fingers getting wet.
"This is just to prepare you, you know. If we did it without you being like this, it could be a bit difficult," Mikahil said, bringing his hand up to Aika's face, showing a transparent liquid clinging between his fingers.
"What? This came from me?" Aika spoke, looking embarrassed.
"Yes, just look down. You asked me not to dirty you, but you did it yourself," Mikahil said, bringing his hand back to Aika's panties, continuing to rub until at a certain moment, Mikahil inserted the tip of his middle finger into Aika's vagina through the fabric.
"Ah~ Ang..!" Aika raised her head, letting out a moan as her panties became completely soaked.
Mikahil gazed at the breathless Aika and spoke, "Now we're ready to begin."
Aika's face, flushed and radiant, bore the aftermath of her climax, her cheeks rosy and eyes sparkling with a mix of satisfaction and desire. Her lips, slightly parted, released soft, irregular breaths as she tried to steady her racing heartbeat. The disheveled strands of her hair clung to her forehead, accentuating her post-orgasmic glow.
Meanwhile, this was happening just under a kilometer away, a carriage was bringing Praia toward the village