Nakatani Shinju 6

There was barely a foot distance between the two of us.

Down on both knees, her head was directly in front of a certain organ between my legs.

"What're you doing down there?" I feigned ignorance once more.

"Please... please don't torment more than you have to. I... I know what it takes to get you to stop messing with people's boyfriends. I... and I'll do it. I'll do it if that's what it takes," she said, a tear forming in her eye.

Sighing, I gently placed my thumb on her face and wiped away the tear.

"Listen, I meant what I said yesterday. I really don't feel like bullying him... or anyone else for that matter."

"I... I don't trust you," she said.

Softly, I caressed her chin and lifted her head so that her eyes met my gaze.

"I'm telling you the truth, but... if this is what it takes for you to feel convinced, then..."

'I'm not going to stop you. It's not like I can anyway. This body of mine is starting to desire you every second. Especially with the way that you're looking at me with those pitiful eyes.'

I touched her bottom lip with the tip of my thumb and slowly dragged it before placing it inside her mouth, covering it in her saliva.

'If you're so convinced that I'm lying, then I'll help you put your mind at ease by playing the role of the old me, just for today. And that's the last time,' I convinced myself.

"Beg me then," I ordered.

"...Stop messing with my boyfriend... please."

She averted her gaze for a brief moment, but I pulled her back with my fingers.

"Beg."

"Please."

"Nah. That's not begging. Beg. Beg me properly," I said with a more dominant voice than normal, tightening the grip on her chin a little more.

"Please stop bullying my boyfriend," she requested in a quivering voice.

"You're not doing it correctly. I'm about to leave," I said as I took my hand off her face.

She quickly grabbed my hand before it could return to my side, and she placed it back on her face.

Desperate, she begged in the most pitiful and shaking voice I've ever heard, "I beg you. Please leave him alone. Please stop messing with him. I beg you. I'll do anything."

"That's better."

Rubbing her ear very softly as if I were her lover, I told her, "Show me then. Show me what 'anything' means. Come here."

She leaned her body forward and placed both hands on my pants.

First, she unbuttoned it, and then, she began pulling down the zippers.

Zzzzzzzzzzip.

* * *

Getting up from the bed where the sheets were drenched in our juices, I began putting my clothes back on.

I looked over at Shinju, who covered her naked, sweaty body with her oversized shirt that I tossed over to her.

In a genuine tone, I told her, "I meant what I said earlier, by the way. I hadn't been planning on bullying your boyfriend anymore. I only did this to convince you."

"..."

I could see that complex emotions were swirling on her face.

"You don't even have to worry about me much longer. I plan on dropping out of college anyway."

The shock on her face looked like I had just told her she had an hour left to live or something.

"Yep. I'm not going to say that I'm sorry for doing what I did to you because that would be a lie. But just know this," I said as I put on my jacket. "You're lucky it wasn't the old me. If it was the old me... I would've filmed our sex in secret and threatened to leak it or something if you didn't continue to let me smash."

I stopped for a second before letting out this soft chuckle.

'The original Yasuo was really a piece of shit.'

"And don't worry about your boyfriend finding out."

Previously, when Yasuo would steal girls, once he accomplished his goal of bedding them, he would brag to his "friends," which would result in everyone on campus knowing about it.

"I won't tell no one about what we did here. Bye, Shinju. Hope you never have the bad luck of seeing me ever again," I said as I left her apartment."