Chapter 26

***Enjoy some Itsuki smut. So yes, WARNING this is a lemon!

(y/n) P.O.V. 1st Person

I push out of the cafeteria, trying to figure out what to do with all the extra time before class. "(y/n)," a voice whispers sweetly in my ear. I nearly hit Itsuki out of surprise. He stares at me intently, "So have you received any more of those messages?"

"No," I shake my head. They had appeared once a few days ago, and that was it. But you never knew what more to expect. They put me on edge as I'm sure they were meant to. I can't imagine who would have done that though. That was the kind of thing I attributed to those bitchy popular girls in those teen movies, not something I'd expect to see in an all boys school.

"Are you doing anything before class? I don't have an appointment today." He smirks at me, batting those long eyelashes. "If you're free, we can have some fun. I could teach you a few things. I prefer to be the student though," he winks at me.

"Where are we heading?" I ask as he drags me off.

"To the club room, of course." It isn't that far from where we are.

The door is unlocked, though no one's inside. 'Do they just leave it that way? No wonder Toru could easily get in and take toys. I can't imagine what other problems that must bring.' We head inside, and I make myself comfortable on the couch. The very one I'm certain has similar memories to the ones we're about to make on it. Shikatani goes into the closet to pull something from the boxes. "I'm gonna change, just wait there." I simply hum in response, letting my eyes wander the room.

The door creaks open as Itsuki steps out in a new uniform. It's the school girl kind, middle school to be precise. Though I have no clue why our club has that on hand. He smiles up at me, but I can see the nervous sweat patting his temples and a bit dripping off his thigh. I raise my brow at him, "You realize it's all gonna come off in a minute anyway, right?"

"It just helps set the mood for me," he replies, sitting down next to me. I have never noticed how pretty and feminine his face is up close. His lovely purple orbs seemed to sparkle at me, if only I didn't know how horny he was feeling right now.

I push him down on the couch, crawling into his lap. My hands work at the top, pulling it over his figure to reveal the pink plaid bra underneath. Trailing my fingers up his knee length socks, under the dark fabric of his skirt, and along his chest, I grind my hips against him.

His hands grip my thighs, fingers intertwining themselves into the fabric of my panties. He tugs them out of the way, just enough to slip his fingers underneath. He stimulates my clit, and I squirm a bit at the sweet feeling. I shift my hips until I get his digit inside me, sliding up and down them as I unclip his bra and toss it to the side.

I trail circles around each of his nipples before pinching them between my fingertips. He makes a sweet sound like the ones escaping my lips right now. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I bite down on the smooth skin of his chest. My tongue trailing his buds, feeling them soften between my lips as I suck on them. I bite down on one as I clench my walls around his fingers, my mind drifting to the feeling of my pelvic muscles tightening and loosening.

Itsuki pulls his fingers out of me as he moans, bringing his palm down to the bulge in his skirt. I pout, yanking my panties off and tossing them into the black hole that is the club room. Swinging my leg over the arm of the couch, I carefully moved his glasses out of the way. (Bc trust me, you don't want them to snap when you sit down.) His lips tickle my labia, and I soon feel his warm, wet muscle drag across the sensitive area. I let out a moan as he plunges his wet muscle into me.

Leaning forward, I lift the hem of his skirt. I pull his member out of the matching, pink panties he wears. Running my hand across his length, he groans. His cock twitches in my grasp as I pump him in my tight fist. His own hands grip my thighs; his lips continue to eat me out. I let out a deep moan as I cum, his face pulling away from me as he licks my juices off his pretty lips.

Switching our position, I slide onto him, increasing my pace and I slam my hips down roughly along his length. (Kinda random but one of these days (y/n)'s going to break one of these boy's dicks. Just pop a blood vessel going down too hard when they're hard. I haven't decided who but I have the scene planned out.) He lets out heavy moans, trying to move his hips underneath me. I draw my face nearer to him, letting the sounds he makes echo in my ear. My shirt is sticking uncomfortably to my skin, so I unbutton it and slip it off. I bite on my lip as I pull my hips off him and slam back down on him. My hands work off my bra. I take a deep breath in, loving the lightness in my chest.

I bring my hand down to my vulva, stimulating myself as I keep going. My other hand roams over my chest, massaging my breasts. "Ah! (y/n)!" He calls out as he fills me up. Once I hit my climax I pull off of him, plopping down beside him.

I felt a grin tugging at my cheeks that I couldn't stop. "Wanna play a game?" I ask, running my fingers through his hair. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, still sitting in his lap. I have something perfect in mind, but my smile quickly washes away as my eyes meet his. 'What's with that face?' I want to ask as I watch his frightened expression. His whole body is trembling as he peers over my shoulder and behind me. It's like he's frozen in place.

I turn around to find Matsumura-sensei standing in the doorway. "I thought you said you were busy today," Itsuki mutters, his voice a stuttering mess. He tries to hide it though, but it slips out.

"Did I now?" The teacher cocks his brow at us, stepping forward towards the couch.

Itsuki doesn't even look at me as he speaks, "I'm sorry, (y/n). Get out."

I gather my clothes, hurriedly putting them on as I head towards the exit. For a second, I catch Matsumura-sensei's eyes as I pass. A faint chuckle on his lips. I walk through the door, carefully closing it behind me.

I remember how terrified Shikatani looked a moment before. 'Is it okay for me to leave him there with Matsumura-sensei?' From the doorway though I catch a glimpse of the two making out in the darkened room before I shut it.