{Akari}
[Note to self: invest in an air freshener.]
Morning sunlight peeks through my broken blackout curtains, highlighting just how much of a mess we made. My uniform's somewhere under Haruka's crop top, there's definitely cum stains on my couch-slash-bed, and the whole place smells like sex and victory.
[Worth it though.]
I look down at Haruka, passed out on my chest with her perfect ass in the air and her cock still half-hard against my thigh. Her makeup's smeared all over those pouty lips from how many times she sucked my dick last night.
[God, she's fucking perfect.]
My own cock twitches at the memory of all the positions we tried. Lost count somewhere around round six, but my body definitely remembers every single one.
"Mmm..." Haruka stirs, rubbing that morning wood against me. "Five more minutes..."
[Cute.]
I grab my phone off the floor, ready to screenshot all the jealous comments about my victory post and-
