24 Meow, Nyaa~ (2)

"Muu, what makes you believe that? I think I know them enough to...trust them?"

She pouted and murmured the question while gazing at Tenshi with a tilted head. In that position, her glossy black hair tied in a ponytail fell on her chest.

The pink A-line dress she wore outlined her cute and innocent look, and whenever she smiled, it felt as if flowers were blooming. Not that she wasn't cute or beautiful, it was just that her demure and gentle personality sparked a certain desire within Tenshi.

Tenshi had ever since childhood liked only a linear line of behavior in women: feminine, shy and traditional. And regardless of how hypocritical it would sound coming out from his mouth; he wasn't afraid to voice out his thoughts.

Returning to reality after seeing her dole out a more pressing gaze, he shook his head and escorted her to a certain portion of the mall.

She slid her hands together with Tenshi's and embraced it; she grabbed his left arm and coiled her body around it, effectively embracing it and stuffing it in her chest.

Sakura's pout didn't differ from before, as she feverishly huffed and puffed in fake-anger. She actually didn't care about anything else except Tenshi, but of course she was curious about her family's affairs too.

The passersbyes often glanced at them both and expressed voices of astonishment—inside their heads of course— because Sakura was actually...very intoxicating to their eyes.

Sakura's eyes expanded as she felt the eyes on her using her keen senses. She then trembled for a few moments and stopped walking. And when Tenshi turned around with a worried gaze, she shook her head and started to walk again—with a few wobbly movements here and there.

"U-um, wh-why are they staring at me..?" She whispered in Tenshi's ears.

What? Is she secretly an idiot...? Well, she did mention before that she doesn't go out much, but...to this extent?

"I-I knew it, I look like a bag of trash, r-right?! No w-wonder they're staring at me!"

Tenshi's eyebrows tensed stiffened as he saw her shudder and hide her face behind his back, all the while as strangers looked at her and then redirected their gazes.

This was the only problem with Sakura; her anxious and socially-inept behavior. And those two were only second-in-command to her bad self-confidence.

The solution to the problem? Simple: she can't believe if she's praised or applauded — and even if she achieves her dream, it'll only plague her with more self-destructive tendencies than remove them. Because her problems stem from her childhood and are deeply entrenched within her personality; they're hard to remove.

The only solution he could find to relinquish her feelings of ineptitude would be to to satisfy her sexual...desires...

Sakura's only salvation was sexual attention. And nothing else would be able to save or offer her a more satisfying answer—to her unique situation.

"Come on, don't worry. It's just that you're too beautiful!" Tenshi nonetheless chuckled and whisked her away to his destination.

Sakura softly whimpered and looked down at her feet, visibly somewhat ashamed of her antics.

"I acted really disgracefully just now, didn't I? I'm sorry, it's just that I can't handle huge crowds and stuff...and..."

Tenshi showed an understanding smile, "Nah, don't worry. I rarely feel ashamed of anything, so you don't have to worry about embarrassing me."

"You anxiety can be easily cured though, if you can do what I say."

By then, Tenshi had succeeded in diverting the conversation from delving into questions that he'd rather not answer.

"For example, why not try cosplaying for a change?" Tenshi winked towards Sakura as he turned her head towards a brightly lit shop within the mall — a cosplay store.

Sakura blinked once or twice, and started to fidget like a midget.

"Don't worry, I'll totally train you in the art of cosplaying. By tomorrow, you'll learn how to meow(?!) sensually!"

Sakura managed to out a chuckle, even though she was scared to death.

"Now let's go."

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Having nothing to do as he waited for his lady, Tenshi browsed his phone for news.

As usual, the local news showed some usual murders and fraud stuff — nothing really new.

As Tenshi was flicking through the news using his phone, he didn't really need any source of entertainment beside scavenging for the news.

As he patiently sat beside the changing room allocated to Sakura, he felt a strange feeling in his heart as he looked towards the door and frowned.

The plain red door was unlocked, and from within, he could hear rustling sounds of clothes rubbing against each other. It was erotic, but the thought that someone else might chance upon her in the nude irked him.

As a girl, how could she forget such an important thing like locking the door? What if some perverted old man comes and ogles at her?

However, as soon as he stood up and was about to peek in, he heard a few chiming sounds as the door opened as Sakura bobbed her heard outside.

Seeing him, she was just as surprised as Tenshi. Her mouth went wide as she covered them with a white hand, the sight was also somewhat beautiful as her hair trailed beside her ear and fell towards the floor— and her hair was as long was long enough to reach her knees.

Regardless of the enticing sight he saw—her hair and a slight glance of her neck—he frowned and scolded her, "Hey! What do you think you're doing?...Why didn't you unlock the door? " his tone had slightly softened at the end as Sakura's lips twitched, and started to show a sad smile.

Wait a minute, why is she smiling like this?

"Aii…I just felt like I needed your help…n-nothing, don't worry. I can handle it myself. " she nodded her head in due courtesy and retracted her heard from the door still.

"Oh. I see, then let me inside… I was just worried you know? "

Judging from her hurt and slightly anxious face, he could judge that she was planning for something else…

"N-no, I don't need any help anymore… I'm fine. "she shook her head and was just about to close the door as Tenshi smirked and forcibly tried to enter.

Sakura let out a surprised croak as Tenshi held the doorknob and knocked it sideways, and then he quickly entered and once again shut off the door.

The immense amount of light showered on the room blinded him at first, and once he rubbed his eyes for a few moments, he was able to see again.

The entire room was illuminated and colored in white—his favorite color. In the middle of the room, a mirror and a clothing station was laid out along with a chair—it was minimalistic and quite small but it could easily fit one or two people dressing in clothes simultaneously.

Tenshi's ears perked up as he remembered what type of shop—a cosplay shop—he was in, and what type of privacy they offered. Surely they had soundproofed the dressing rooms, right?

A clean and soapy smell entered his nose as he breathed; a faint trace of a slightly bitter smell was also there, but it was very faint.

Two hands suddenly attacked his back and forcibly entered his underarms and began to tickle him.

"O-ohf?! " A squeal of surprise exited his mouth as Sakura giggled and lightly retracted her arms.

"You actually surprised me. " Tenshi faked a pathetic expression and turned back, only to see that Sakura had already passed by him.

He rolled his eyes and scrutinizingly turned towards the dressing table, there he saw a cute maiden stark nude.

Her lithe legs were bursting with feminity as she lifted one up playfully and touched her thigh with it; which effectively showed him her clean and white ankle free of any marks.

She looked back and showed a rather surprised face upon seeing Tenshi's overwhelmed look. It was as if she innerly beloved that she wasn't erotic or beautiful enough to warrant such a reaction.

Tenshi's eyes however, were skirting around her body and shimmering in delight—as if some beastly desire had awakened in him.

Sakura's eyes tenderly fell as she saw Tenshi's inviting tent. She turned immobile as she blushed and hid away her face from him.

As she moved, so did her supple and tender butt. They didn't form creases nor were they fat; they were perfect sized and decent enough. Her thighs below were enticing and rather inviting—as if they both wanted to do nothing but swallow his penis as he slammed it in them.

Sakura however, had noticed her lacking chest as she painfully hitched. She couldn't believe that she still hadn't grown; even after all these years they were barely enough to even cup in one's hand's.

"So miss, don't you think you're an S-class pervert now? " Tenshi hurriedly walked towards her and whispered in her ears.

Sakura still had that face-to-neck crimson blush, yet she didn't disagree as she faintly nodded—as if she was ashamed of her antics.

"Yes, " her words were barely a whisper, but the meekness hidden within made her ever more intoxicating, "I-I'm a pervert… "

"I want you to touch me, again and again and again! It feels nice; it always does, when you hold hands with me or touch me anywhere… T-that's why I left the door unlocked, so that I wouldn't have to expose my desire. Because I thought you'll enter anyway, and I could fake being surprised and… "

Regardless of the illicit act she wanted to make Tenshi do, one thing she would never do is lie to Tenshi. So after being asked she doled out the truth without hesitation…

"Shujin-sama, Sakura is a bad girl. She doesn't want you to look at other women other than her! " Suddenly, the way she referred to herself changed as she grabbed Tenshi's hands and applied them on her chest.

He felt the slightly thin layers of meat, along with a tender cherry on its top in his hands—signifying again that they were small.

"S~hujin-sama, h-how do Sakura's breasts feel in your hands? Are they big, or are they lackluster? " Sakura tried to pass off her voice as chipper but it was obviously agonizing judging by her twisted expression.

"S-shujin-sama, Sakura will never let you touch another woman's breasts, she never will…! W-what if you like them more than hers, and decide to leave her? "

Her facial expressions turned brittle and dark as she inserted her fingers within Tenshi's fingers and used it to force him to knead her chest.

"Do you know Shujin-sama, " she tilted her head as she lustfully bucked her butt on Tenshi's crotch, and she didn't even seem to notice that he was unclothed now.

His hot and melty shaft got sandwiched between her rear cheeks as she bit her lips and nibbled on them, and continued explaining, "that Sakura isn't a pure girl? She lustfully uses her elder sister's toys to get off, you know? "

"Sakura is a lewd and indecent girl, she can't keep up the act in front of her beloved Shujin-sama anymore❤️! "

Tenshi embraced her from her behind. And she soon started to heavily squirm. She kept her hands on the dressing table, and started to bounce her ass up and down on his member feverishly.

"That's not true, " his hands meandered around her stomach, and eventually descended to her meaty thighs after playfully avoiding her moist flower, "I don't think Sakura is as indecent as she thinks she is… "

"And besides, I'm more in favor of your thighs and legs than anything else. " he licked her ear, and once she started to writhe in pleasure he stroked his penis one last time upwards in her ass's warm embrace—and backed down.

"Ah…nyaah!" She softly purred as Tenshi plunged his hands inside her soft thighs and separated them, and with one harrumph, he penetrated the gap left behind by his actions.

"Nnn…nh!" She demurely hissed as she felt a rigid and dense rod poke through her hips. The glans that had peeked out from the front of her thighs slightly backed down, and furiously bursted out energetically.

"Fue…! "

He felt a strange tightness bind his cock in one place as he slammed his hips on her thighs again — ravishing her thighs as she tried her best to tightly sandwich her legs together.

Sakura's expression turned even more florid as she felt the hard object rise up, and soon its shaft assailed her flower and became wet with its fluids.

"A-ah, w-what's this called? " Sakura displayed a florid expression of curiosity as she turned back—and brightly smiled upon seeing Tenshi's attentive expression.

Sakura felt the frictional sensations assaulting her vulva due to his cock and hissed in sensitivity. Fortunately it never hit her clit, otherwise she'd be squirming due to pain.

Tenshi shook his head, "I don't know, but I do know that it feels good. "

Like a sentient being, Tenshi's cock expanded and contracted — as if it was breathing — and constantly twitched and writhed within her thighs comforting grasp. It was as if her thighs were made for wringing semen due to its tightness.

It plunged out of her front, and didn't move again as a thread of semen dribbled to the ground from it.

Tenshi shuddered as he tried to slowly move — although wobblingly — and start his thrusting again. But he found out to his astonishment that Sakura was breathing heavily and exerting strength on his cock using her thighs—making him unable to remove his dick from thighs.

Two dewy eyes stared at him as she bent her hips, and scooped up the string of semen using her index finger — all until she reached the urethra, then she meandered around its tip using it and then licked her finger.

Sakura's mouth immediately puckered up as she frowned, "It's so bitter…! " she then pouted and obediently stared at him.

Although how she tried to pull off that erotic stunt was honestly cute and laughable — Tenshi was actually gave her a thumbs up inside his mind for at least trying.

Sakura hazily tilted her head in confusion as Tenshi released his cock from her thighs, and stared at her.

He then crouched down and spotted a lewdly drenched crack, spilling liquid on her thighs.

"You're honestly enjoying this, aren't you pervert? " His words had seemed to spark a light inside Sakura as she trembled, and calmed down once again.

"Y-yes, but Shujin-sama is here for me, right? " With a hopeful glance, she stared at Tenshi's eyes.

Tenshi didn't understand what she was trying to convey, but he still nodded in agreement. He then cupped her breasts and pinched her bulbs, and then kneaded them — all which solicited fervent sighs.

The velvety feeling in his hands reminded him of flesh — but more softer and stiff at the same time. It wasn't even all as her evocative fragrance tempted his nose from such close lengths.

"Does Shujin-sama like Sakura's small, tiny breasts? " She shuddered as she melted in his embrace — but it felt slightly insulting and mysterious to her that she would utter such words.

"Rather than that, why don't we talk about how bad of a girl Sakura is being right now, hm? "

A moan escaped from her lips.

"She's in this room; a dressing room. In a mall; a public mall, " Tenshi licked her ears, to which she whimpered.

"Shujin-sama is yet again plundering Sakura's weak spots, haaaa…! "

Tenshi continued, "with me. She's here being willingly fondled and fucked, how about that? "

"Y-yes, I'm a bad woman…no, a bad girl. I've lost count of how many times I've pleasured myself, or imagined myself being fucked…! "

"Shujin-sa…ma is better than all of tho…se filthy men out there, he's a good husband and…pet. "

<I've finally extracted the truth — that too straight from the devil's mouth! Hahaha! >

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