Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 468: Fighting together
The room was quiet, making the rustling of clothes around the conference table all the more noticeable.

Yamami Maki hugged the boy tightly in front of her. The girl's kiss was flustered and awkward. As she kissed him, her wet lips moved to Matsueda Jun's lips and chin, naturally kissing his prominent Adam's apple. Erotic sucking sounds filled the air.

The girl was extremely nervous, yet her body felt incredibly hot. Her senses became exceptionally acute with her rapidly beating heart; the boy's restless breathing and the rustling of their coats slipping off seemed to be right beside her ears, causing her hands to tremble.

With her remaining consciousness, Yamami Maki carefully observed the sounds in the corridor. There were no footsteps, only the faint sounds of music from the upstairs brass band and light music club, which ignited the girl's sense of shame like a flame, reminding her that she was in a school—a solemn place for learning, not a hidden place for lovemaking.

Her cheeks turned even redder, a flush of excitement and shame.

"Chun Chun." The girl was still kissing him, only calling his name indistinctly, her voice full of affection.

It was so hot that Matsueda Jun's back was sticky with sweat. His senior had unbuttoned their clothes at some point, and the girl's jacket fell to the ground, while his own jacket draped over his shoulders and onto the back of the chair. Through their thin shirts, their bodies were pressed together without any gap. The jackets that had been taken off did not cool them down; instead, they made the girl's thighs and waist writhe even more intensely.

"Senior--"

He cried out, but his lips were immediately sealed by the girl's. Yamami Maki kissed him even harder, and while kissing him, she grabbed Matsueda Jun's hands and hugged herself tightly, rubbing her soft chest against the boy's shirt.

This was a man's body—she could feel it clearly; it was hard and strong, and holding her was so reassuring. This sense of security made Yamami Maki cry incessantly, and Matsueda Jun's shirt collar was completely soaked with the girl's tears and saliva, clinging to his skin, making him restless with heat.

Yamami Maki became increasingly proactive, as if she wanted to meld herself into Matsueda Jun's body. The girl's fingers anxiously traced the defined muscles of his back, from his shoulders to his waist. Her thighs pressed against the boy's hips, and she could clearly feel the school uniform trousers beneath her radiating a temperature that didn't belong to them. The girl's breathing became even more rapid.

"Senior." Jun Matsue tilted his head away from the girl's lips and called out again, only to realize that his voice had become unusually hoarse.

However, his senior didn't hear him. The girl pressed the boy's head against her neck, and Matsueda Jun felt himself enveloped in a fragrant and sensual scent. His face slid along the lines of the girl's neck, finally landing on the alluring indentation on her collarbone—no one could resist the urge to kiss it.

Feeling the strength of the boy's lips and teeth, Yamami Maki released her hands from Matsueda Jun's head. She continued to stroke the boy's back, the touch of his shirt making the confused girl somewhat impatient. Her hands wanted to move, but instinct took over as she moved, finding another pair of larger, stronger hands and guiding them toward her body.

The girl's fair skin radiated warmth and fragrance. As Jun Matsue became fascinated by its delicate and smooth texture, he realized that his hand had been led under the wrinkled fabric.

His hand touched her slender waist, without an ounce of excess fat. He stroked the curves of her waist, trying to feel the perfect undulations, but the girl's small hand pulled him upward, urging Matsueda Jun to press his hand on her soft, overflowing fullness.

The girl's bra wasn't the type that made a strong impression. When the boy's palm touched the bottom edge of her bra, Yami Maki felt her whole body sway, and she could only pant and lean softly on Matsueda Jun's shoulder.

However, that unprecedented sense of satisfaction quickly vanished—the desire to pursue drove Yamami Maki to continue guiding those burning hands, wanting them to truly and completely envelop her.

When Jun Matsueda's fingertips touched the slightly hard bra clasp on the girl's back, his reason finally emerged from the overwhelming desire that had been consuming his mind and body.

He withdrew his hand, which brushed against the girl's bare skin, the touch lingering in his memory.

"Senior sister." His voice was a little louder, echoing softly in the room.

Yamami Maki raised her head, her eyes brimming with desire, and grabbed the boy's arm, trying to pull him closer, but it wouldn't budge.

The girl looked at him with a puzzled expression, but she quickly found another way to resolve the situation. The two bodies, which had been pressed together, separated, and Yami Maki lowered her head to look at her hand as she reached into the boy's pants.

Matsueda Jun panicked. He hurriedly tried to stop his senior's actions, but the girl's smooth and hot arms were hard to control. They quickly touched the bulging fabric like snakes. Fortunately, due to the position, it was difficult for the thing below to be released.

As Yamami Maki began a new round of efforts, Matsueda Jun picked up the girl and stood up, placing her on a chair to the side.

"Senior, we can't continue like this." Yamami Maki seemed not to hear him, but the girl's body stopped moving. She stared blankly at the boy until a few minutes later when the air gradually cooled down before she came to her senses.

"." The girl blinked. Jun Matsue picked up the coat from the ground, patted it off, and draped it over her shoulders—her own coat was cleaner than his.

"I'm sorry," Yami Maki started crying again, "I didn't mean to."

"Senior, you don't need to apologize." The boy sat down in front of her, buttoning up his clothes as he spoke. "There's nothing shameful about it if you really want to do it."

"If you had kept touching me, I really wouldn't have been able to resist."

He's still hard.

The girl raised her hand and wiped her tears with her shirt sleeve. Her cheeks flushed red again, which was particularly noticeable under the light.

Jun Matsue took a deep breath. "Let's calm down. I'll go buy you a bottle of water."

He put on his coat and went out the door. He quickly returned to the girl with a bottle of mineral water. As the cool liquid flowed down her throat, Yamami Maki felt her burning body finally begin to cool down.

"So what do you think?"

Before the passion had faded, the boy asked the girl in front of him a question.

Yamami Maki didn't speak. Matsueda Jun looked at her trembling eyelashes, on which a tear still clung.

"I told you, it's not too late for you to regret it now, senior." His tone turned cold and hard.

"Let's not be lovers," the girl whispered.

"what?"

"Please don't let your family know that I'm Matsueda's boyfriend, okay?" Yami Maki asked with pleading eyes.

"That way, Matsueda won't have to sacrifice so much, and we can continue our relationship."

"It's okay even if I can't be your girlfriend, Matsueda-kun, I'll do whatever you want with me."

"Is this okay?"

This is a win-win solution, at least that's what Yami Maki thinks.

However, what she saw with hope was Jun Matsue's indifferent gaze.

"Stop dreaming," he said calmly.

(End of this chapter)