Guilt and Pleasure (1) *
We made the bed so we have to lie down with it. Literally.
And Fuyu now has to live with it.
Maybe it was a delayed realization but the girl once again became flustered again when Akane and I called out to her.
She got stuck standing on the side of the bed with her eyes fixed on the space next to me.
Looking at her figure, my shirt on her really gives her a peculiar charm that somehow tempts me to slowly lift it off of her. Couple that with how she's rubbing her legs together, she's probably thinking some indecent things as well.
Ah. Right. It must be because she had just noticed that I was also wearing the bare minimum.
In the room earlier, we were so focused on each other's faces that we didn't really get the chance to observe our appearance.
"Fuyu, are you regretting it?" Akane said in a teasing tone. She's clearly aware of what's happening but she had to provoke her best friend.
In any case, that was quite effective.