114: Target Locked (3)

Chapter 114: Target Locked (3)

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Rumi laid on her stomach on the couch with her hands under her chin.

"..."

She laid silently, saying nothing while giving Neji glances.

Beside her white t-shirt, Rumi wore short jeans that barely covered her butt. Being laid down, her ass was on full display and so Neji's eyes locked on there.

After a long moment, he nodded.

"Just relax, no need to feel embarrassed. Imagine me as a doctor, if you wish."

Neji said as Rumi closed her eyes and sighed softly. He had a point with his words, but knowing him, he clearly didn't have the mindset of a doctor. She could already guess what he must be imagining seeing her like this…

'Kids these days…'

With another sigh, she waited for him to move, while she still had her eyes closed.

Soon after, she started to feel his touch.

However unlike how she thought… he hadn't touched her butt from the get-go.

"Mhm?"

Rumi opened her eyes and gave a side glance to Neji's hands massaging her shoulders softly.

"I don't want to seem like I am scamming," Neji said, noticing her gaze. "So let me give you a first-hand experience of what I can offer, before I touch somewhere private."

The word 'private' caused Rumi to blush, and at the realisation that she had blushed from the words of a kid a decade younger than her, a chuckle found its place in her lips.

"Well, it does feel good." Rumi said, moaning softly. But it wasn't a lewd moan. "Nice hands, feels magical. Ya using your quirk or something?"

Neji nodded and Rumi asked no further question.

She's been a bit stiff indeed from the fight with the Nomu and Neji in the last two days. Her quirk healed her bruises and stuff when she slept, but her muscles were still quite stiff.

So she could feel what Neji's hands were doing, loosening her muscles and giving her flesh a soft feeling on each touch, each press, and each squeeze.

"Mhm…"

Rumi's mind relaxed and her body felt comfortable, she almost felt sleepy too.

Though she noticed how awkward Neji's position was since she was lying on the couch, which gave Neji only one side to touch her from. He would have a better time if he was above her… 

'Hmph.'

...But he was the sole reason why she even needed to get a massage. So he should face a bit of consequence too.

Like that, a few minutes passed of Rumi moaning softly at Neji's hand carefully massaging her stiff shoulders and the muscle around her spine.

"Alright," Neji withdrew his hands back. "Was the trial pleasing enough?"

Rumi rolled her shoulders and moved them a bit. "Hmm… I do feel better, great even. So I guess that's a pass. I am surprised you didn't go for my ass directly, though."

"You make it sound like I am some kind of sex-hungry beast." Neji chuckled while Rumi scoffed. "Anyway, I will move down now. Is that fine?"

Rumi eyed him for a moment before nodding. "Yes… also, get on top of my knees. Your current position is quite awkward, I noticed."

Neji blinked. "Aww, you noticed?"

"Tch."

He chuckled at her reaction and crawled above her knees, before slowly placing his two hands above her shorts.

"Hsss…"

Rumi hissed in pain which made Neji realise he had indeed gone a bit too far indeed. There was no need to hit her ass with full power…

"Um, before we start," Neji said. "You don't happen to have 'heat' problems, do you? Just want to confirm before you lose control and try to rape me."

"..." Rumi froze for a moment before releasing a heartfelt laugh. "You talk as if that had happened to you in person, hahaha!" 

Neji smiled with a sweatdrop, which Rumi couldn't see.

"Anyway, no. I guess you saw one of those myths on the internet? 'Pro Hero Mirko, because of her rabbit quirk, is always horny, always on heat and can breed loads of children'. What a load of bullshit." She scoffed. "I do have 'lust', but I have never felt it outside battle."

In other words, if her Quirk had affected her at all, it only resulted in her bearing lust for battle. A battle lust.

But Neji didn't trust her words entirely. She might just not know about the problem herself. After all, she hasn't dated anyone before. Maybe her heat starts when she's super horny, unlike Kimi who used to go in a heat the moment she was touched. But then again, that was for everyone. Going into a 'heat' when super horny was normal for humans too.

'I should still be careful.' Neji decided in his mind. He didn't want another Kimi incident to occur here. Though he doubted if he'd mind being raped for the third time… Not that he had a fetish of it, of course. He was just used to it by now.

Though he was worrying too much. He can simply knock her out if she goes into heat. He was, after all, physically stronger than her even if by a small margin.

"Alright, I am starting."

Neji said, shaking off those thoughts, as he groped her buttcheeks softly.

"Mhmm…"

Rumi released a moan which might as well have been a painful groan.

Neji noted it, and decided to pour a bit more power in his Touch of Nirvana.

[Touch of Nirvana - Level 72: 

The evolution of the skill "Acupuncture Massage". 

The user can use ancient Chinese Acupuncture like the back of his hand. Using this, he can mould the pain and pleasure hormones of a target directly.

The amount of (pain or pleasure) generated would be based on the user's Stamina. 

At the same time, it can heal wounds as long as it's something that can be healed over time.]

A useful and great skill, not just to be used in bed.

Neji used the skill to cancel most of Rumi's buttcheeks' pain, and convert them into pleasure instead.

"Ohhhhh...!"

Rumi's body jerked the second time he groped her ass.

"Y-your quirk is really versatile, Neji…"

Rumi said as she cleared her throat quickly, realising her moan.

"...Didn't know y-you had so many techniques outside fighting too."

'So his girlfriend gets to experience all this to a much greater extent…' Rumi thought as she bit her lips.

Neji chuckled. "And you're just feeling it above your shorts. Its true power is revealed when I massage skin-to-skin."

"..." 

Rumi frowned at that but said nothing.

Neji continued touring and she moaned softly again, chewing on her lips.

"...Can I take your words on that…?"

It's only been minutes, yet she had forgotten all this was to release her pain, not to give her pleasure.

"Oh, of course. As I said, you can tell me to stop anytime." Neji answered her question. "So do I take off your pants?"

"..."

She stayed silent.

...What was she doing with a kid?

"Try putting your hand u-under the pants… maybe."

"It's too tight, it won't work."

"..."

Seeing her reluctance, Neji sighed and pulled her shorts downwards.

"H-hey, I didn't give you the permission!"

Rumi tried to turn around to stop Neji, which caused Neji's legs to stumble with her knees and his face to fall over towards her.

"Watch out!"

Rumi yelled, but Neji simply put his hands beside her neck to stop the fall.

There, Rumi laid, breathing heavily with her chocolate cheeks slightly red, her pants pulled down to her knees as she stared at Neji's face inches away from her.

They stared at each other for a moment, and Neji was the first to speak.

"Um… let's just act as if this never happened, we will continue from where we stopped."

Rumi frowned deeply at his words. "No, get off me."

...A second later, Neji sighed and did as she asked.

She pulled her pants up and looked at him sternly. "Turn around."

"Huh?"

"Turn around."

"...Okay?"

Neji did turn around, despite his questioning tone.

He heard the ruffling of clothes then, which stopped soon after. Rumi spoke again.

"...I am done, you can turn back."

Neji turned back, finding Rumi lying on her stomach again, her face buried on the couch. She still wore her shirt, but there were no pants…

Neji's eyes locked on her naked buttcheeks for a while as he winched at how sore and purple it had become. The finger marks were kinda hot though...

"...Ehm, I guess I will continue."

He spoke and then climbed on her knees again. Then, he increased the pleasure of his touch, cancelling any pain, and placed his palms over her plump butt.

"Mhmmn…"

Rumi moaned, muffled because she bit on the couch. Neji noticed her fingers clutching on the couch.

"Tell me if you feel uncomfortable…"

He spoke and continued at her nod.

He lowered the pleasure. Just cancelling pain should be enough.

Then, he started to massage her rich chocolate butt softly and carefully, as the purple and sore flesh seemed to regain its natural colour. Even the marks his palm had left started to vanish, as if melting in her skin, while Rumi kept moaning.

His hand sometimes came downwards to massage her thighs, causing her toes to curl up. He still had his hands on her ass, most of the time. The girl moaned under his delicate hands massaging and squeezing her butt, which felt as if he was trying to sculpt something out of her flesh.

The pleasure was less, she noticed, and she was thankful for that. The small part of her that was still sane didn't want to moan out loud in front of a student.

Minutes felt like seconds before the pleasure suddenly stopped.

"Uh…?"

Rumi's moan stopped momentarily, giving her a chance to realise how heavy her breaths were, and also how she was biting down on the couch, which had gone wet from her saliva.

She turned her head to Neji. "Why did you stop?"

Neji, who slowly stood straight, dusted off his hands. "The massage session has ended. Why else?"

She frowned. "So fast…?"

"Don't believe me?" 

Neji whipped out something from his pants….

His phone. 

"Do I take a picture?"

"...No. It's fine."

Seeing Rumi quickly shake her head, he whipped it back in his pants.

"Alright, then." He said. "Try… touching yourself and see if everything is fine or not."

Rumi hesitated for a moment, but after a moment, still lying on her stomach, Rumi ran her hands down her backside.

"Oh…"

Indeed, there was no pain.

Rumi was a bit disappointed at something else though…

'My touch feels nothing  like his…'

She gulped at that thought and looked at him again.

Neji noticed it and cleared his throat. "Anywaay, I am kinda sleepy. So I would prefer if you leave for your room." 

He sleeps on this same couch, after all.

That thought caused Rumi to blush deeply, as she looked down on the part of the couch that had gone wet from her saliva.

If her saliva had made it so wet… What about her lower body?

'And he'll sleep here…'

Still breathing heavily, an expression of contemplation formed on her face as she considered something deep. 

Neji turned his back on her, clearly implying she wore her clothes.

Rumi simply stared at his back and contemplated.

….

Almost a minute later which Neji passed hearing the sound of clothes ruffling, he finally heard her voice again.

But it didn't come from far, it came right from behind his ears.

She was whispering to him.

"Oh my, you want to sleep on that dirty couch? Its all wet from my sweat." She spoke. "I can't let that happen as your mentor. Come, follow me to my room."

She moved from behind him, having worn her clothes again, as she left the room via the door.

Neji stared at her back, calculating before a soft laugh left his lips… She wasn't inviting him to fuck her, she was inviting him to make a move on her.

She was in heat, actual superheat. But she was controlling it. That was to be expected… Though, will Neji accept her invitation? 

'No. It's not a good idea.'

He knew why it wasn't a good idea, so sighing on the fact that he will have to sleep with a boner again, he slowly followed her.

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Author's Note: 😀 He wasn't r*ped!