The sun filtered softly through the curtains of the spacious living room, casting golden patterns across the floor and dancing over tangled blankets, rumpled pillows, and sprawled bodies. The air was thick with the remnants of last night's heat—an untamed energy that lingered like smoke from a wildfire.
Liam stretched lazily, the faint ache of the previous night's wild antics tugging at his muscles. His shirt hung loosely around his sculpted chest, revealing toned lines that seemed carved just for temptation. A faint smirk played at his lips as his gaze swept over the girls sprawled like satiated sirens, each more breathtaking than the last.
The first to stir was Mei Mei, her silver hair tumbling like silk as she rose, her bare shoulders peeking from beneath her blanket. She stretched her lithe body, arching like a cat, before turning toward Liam with a slow, sultry grin. Her voice, still laced with morning huskiness, curled through the room like a velvet caress.
"I can't believe you stopped us last night," She teased, her tongue flicking over her lower lip as her silver eyes shimmered with mischief. "We were just getting started, Liam…"
Liam arched a brow, his smirk deepening as his gaze locked with hers.
"Trust me," He replied, voice low and smooth like dark honey, "if I hadn't, half of you wouldn't be able to move this morning."
Sakura, tucked into the corner with a blanket slipping dangerously low on her shoulder, let out a breathy laugh—half embarrassed, half playful. Her cheeks bloomed a delicate pink as her lips curved into a soft pout.
"You're such a gentleman, brother," She murmured, voice dripping with faux innocence. "Always saving us from ourselves."
"Someone has to," Liam shot back smoothly, rising to his feet with a languid grace that made the room collectively pause. His tall, toned frame was on full display—every muscle shifting under his shirt as the sunlight kissed his broad shoulders and defined jawline.
Around him, the girls stirred, their gazes following him like moths drawn to a flame.
Akane let out a groan, pulling a pillow over her flushed face.
"Too early…" She grumbled, her voice muffled, though the playful undertone was unmistakable. "Five more minutes. Or five more hours."
Ayaka, bolder now, poked her head out from under her blanket. Her dark eyes gleamed with a newfound daring as her lips curled into a wicked grin.
"You owe us for stopping the fun, you know," She purred, her tone laced with suggestion. "We'll be expecting some… entertainment today."
Liam turned, a slow, challenging smile tugging at his lips as he met her gaze.
"Oh?" His voice dropped, rich and teasing, each word laced with dangerous charm. "And what kind of entertainment would that be?"
The air crackled with anticipation as the girls exchanged mischievous glances, like conspirators ready to strike.
Before anyone could blink, Mei Mei pounced, her lithe figure pressing flush against him as she looped an arm around his neck, her breath ghosting against his ear.
"Flirting practice," She whispered, her tone sultry and deliberate as her fingers trailed lightly down his chest. "You're too good at shutting us down, Liam. Let's see if you can handle us when we really try."
The words dripped like molten honey, her silver eyes dancing with the challenge as she leaned into him. For a moment, the room seemed to freeze—everyone watching the bold exchange with breathless anticipation.
Liam's laugh was low and sinful, sending a ripple of heat through the room as he effortlessly gripped her slender waist and peeled her away, his fingers lingering just long enough to earn a soft, playful whine from her lips.
"I think you've got plenty of practice already, Mei Mei," He replied, his tone cool and smooth, though the faint gleam in his eye betrayed his amusement.
The room burst into laughter—light, flirtatious, and heady—cutting through the lingering tension like champagne bubbles.
Sakura swatted at Ayaka with her pillow, Akane peeked from beneath her own to toss a glare full of mock jealousy, and Mei Mei finally collapsed back onto the couch with a dramatic sigh, her laughter trailing like music.
The golden sunlight poured in, illuminating a scene of playful chaos—of teasing glances, soft laughter, and unspoken desires swirling in the air like a melody that refused to end.
By midday, the living room was alive with energy again. The girls, now dressed in casual but cute outfits—short skirts, crop tops, and sundresses—had turned their teasing into a full-fledged game.
Sakura flopped onto the couch beside Liam, her bare thigh brushing against his as she leaned closer, pouting dramatically. "Liam, you're too quiet. Are we boring you?"
Liam's gaze flicked to her, calm and unreadable. "Just enjoying the peace while it lasts."
She rolled her eyes, nudging his shoulder playfully. "Liar."
Ayaka, who'd been shy the night before, was growing bolder with each passing hour. She perched on the arm of his chair, holding a glass of lemonade. "Maybe we should make him blush for once. He's always so composed."
Mei Mei grinned wickedly. "Challenge accepted."
She sauntered up to Liam and leaned down until their faces were mere inches apart. "You're awfully stoic, Liam. Has anyone ever told you that?"
He met her gaze without flinching. "Only you. Several times."
"Then I'll say it again." She kissed his cheek lightly, lingering just enough to make his breath hitch—though he didn't let it show. The other girls erupted into playful cheers and whistles.
Akane, emboldened, joined in. She settled next to him, her soft curls brushing his arm. "If you're going to let Mei Mei kiss you, it's only fair we get a turn, too."
Before Liam could respond, Akane leaned in and pressed a feather-light kiss to his jaw.
"That's for being so 'chivalrous' last night," She teased, her voice coy.
Sakura wasn't far behind, her lips brushing his other cheek with a giggle. "And that's for stopping us too soon."
Even Ayaka, shy as she had been, leaned close enough to plant a quick, blushing kiss on his shoulder before darting away like a startled rabbit.
Liam shook his head, chuckling lowly. "You're all trouble."
"But you love it," Mei Mei shot back, her grin triumphant.
As the sun dipped toward the horizon, casting the sky in shades of pink and gold, Liam found himself lounging on the deck, watching the girls chatter and laugh.
The day had passed in a blur of teasing banter, lighthearted games, and fleeting moments of intimacy—each kiss, each soft touch a reminder of the undeniable bond they shared.
Mei Mei stretched her arms over her head, glancing over at Liam. "You're not going to escape us that easily next time, you know."
"Noted," He replied dryly, though the smirk tugging at his lips betrayed his amusement.
Akane flopped onto the chair next to him, her smile soft. "Thanks, Liam… for letting us have fun."
"Of course," he said, his tone unexpectedly gentle. "You all deserve it."
The warmth in their smiles lingered as the day wound to a close, the playful energy mellowing into something quieter—something deeper.
Monday Morning
The next morning arrived far too quickly. The air buzzed with a mix of excitement and nerves as the girls rushed to get ready, their laughter echoing through the hallways of Liam's home.
Liam, dressed sharply and calm as ever, had arranged for a fleet of sleek black cars to take the girls to school—each one leaving at different intervals to avoid suspicion.
As the first car pulled up, Mei Mei sauntered over to him, her bag slung over her shoulder. "You're being awfully generous today. What's the catch?"
"No catch," Liam replied smoothly. "I just prefer not to deal with rumors."
She rolled her eyes but grinned, leaning in to press a quick kiss to his cheek. "Thanks, Liam. You're the best."
Sakura was next, her smile shy but warm.
"See you later," She said softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear before slipping into the car.
Ayaka lingered for a moment, her fingers fidgeting with the strap of her bag.
"Thank you for… everything," She murmured, her cheeks turning pink.
Liam's gaze softened. "Don't worry about it. Go on."
She smiled, ducking into the car with a final wave.
One by one, the girls departed, leaving Liam standing in the quiet driveway. He watched the last car disappear down the road before exhaling deeply, a small smile playing on his lips.
"They're trouble," He muttered to himself, shaking his head. But even as he said it, he couldn't deny the warmth that settled in his chest.
Inside, the house was quiet—almost too quiet—after the chaos of the weekend. Liam ran a hand through his hair, already missing the teasing voices and infectious laughter.
"Peace at last," He murmured with mock relief. But the smile that lingered told a different story entirely.
"Now let see what Toji is doing today,"
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