102 *Dishonest hands*
Under her rounded eyes…her mouth parted as if she wanted to speak something but Elandor’s lips already overlapped hers.
Like this, they shared their third kiss.
Lips had touched, her heart was agitated~
The stage was perfectly set-up, how could Elandor be considered a man if he still hesitated?
His tongue pried open and launched a direct offensive.
Mitshua’s retreating tongue was finally caught and entangled together.
It is said kissing skills are something that gets better with time as you keep practising.
Mitshua doesn’t know why but she didn’t feel the need to push him away.
Maybe just another simple kiss, get over with it quickly- was the thing she told her questioning mind.
The concept of becoming enemies to lovers always has different approaches. It depends if you had a deep blood-grudge against your enemy because only then reconciliation is something deemed impossible.
But she shared no such hatred with Elandor, he had neither killed someone important to her nor hurt someone she cherished.
The first time she kissed, she was forced and because of being scared and a bit disgusted, she couldn’t enjoy the feeling.
The second time she kissed, she felt like she had no escape and abided by the agreement and told herself a lie that it wouldn’t matter much.
But how could it not matter? A person can forget everything but he can’t forget the person he was intimate with for the first time.
And, when she was kissed just now for the third time, she was having a bad day. Due to not getting Shouta’s reply, her mood was down, under Elandor’s repeated attacks an opening finally cracked in her tight defence.
“It’s ok~”
“It’s okay to enjoy this feeling.”
“A person must remember their first kiss.”
“Since it was forced the first time let me make up for it this time.”
“Mitshua, you are beautiful.”
Pants~
“This mint-like smell…”
“…This feel of your soft skin.”
“I have become addicted.”
-Under Elandor’s sweet words, Mitshua’s resistance diminished.
All girls like to hear praise from someone close to them.
Even if the words are fake, a girlfriend would want her boyfriend to say that she is the prettiest girl in front of them. That is how reality is…
So how could Mitshua not?
How could she still remain unresponsive to such a cruel attack?
‘Shouta, I am sorry! It’s only for one month then we will be together.’
-tears dropped from her eyes as her wriggling hands which were resisting lightly finally stopped, and let Elandor lock her in his embrace, even tighter than before.
“It’s okay to follow my movements, this is gonna go on for at least a month. If you can learn to enjoy it you will find that the feeling is not that bad…and once you become skilled, when you do it with your real boyfriend, he will be impressed by your proficiency.”
Elandor’s words were filled with truth and lies. Just like the Devil’s whisper, she thought about it.
‘He is right! We have to kiss every day for one month straight, as long as I have Shouta in my heart, it doesn’t matter if my body is soiled. Instead of feeling disgusted and feeling intimidated, it’s better to take the initiative and enjoy and become more proficient in this skill. When I kiss Shouta later, he will be surprised and become inseparable from me after witnessing my skills.’
This was the final straw, the devil’s whisper worked as Mitshua gave in to temptation at that moment.
Elandor knew there was no such thing as only one time. If it happens for the second time, it will happen for the third time too and so on….
Temptation is a disease that if given a reason will eat you from indside out, until your thinking process completely changes.
Her tongue which was in a passive state in her mouth took the lead for the first time and entered Elandor’s mouth as it pushed back the domineering offensive launched by Elandor’s tongue.
Just like Elandor, she too curled it to and fro and sucked in and out.
Seeing Elandor’s actions slowing down which was deliberately done by him, a false sense of victory started prevailing in her mind.
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The feeling that she was winning in this battle of tongues fired her-up. Her actions quickened as a sweet smile formed over her glossy lips.
Seeing things developing in the direction I wanted, I launched the second offensive. My hands, which were around her waist, started becoming dishonest as they sneaked inside her top.
Her body jolted but before giving her time to adapt, I started caressing her bare chest.
Mitshua, who thought she was winning, was dissatisfied when she saw the smile on my face. Not to be undone, she too slipped her slender fingers inside my shirt from below. She was still inexperienced to unbuckle the buttons but that didn’t stop her actions. Right now, she just wanted to win this showdown.
Like a piece of art, I dexterously caressed her as my hands became even more dishonest. Slowly, it ascended up to her breasts. Her bosoms were neither that big nor too small, the amount of flesh needed for her age was perfect, it was an amazing experience.
The soft and subtle bounciness was something unique only her body could offer.
Her breathing deepened as a loud moan escaped her mouth.
Aaahh❤️~
“…You are still naive. You thought you could win?”
-Hearing my blatant provocation, she narrowed her eyes.
Following my actions and like a novice learning from his master, she too started caressing my strong muscular back.
The touch and feel of such a muscular back along with such a strong masculine smell which couldn’t be avoided due to such close-proximity, her mind started overloading.
I knew she was sick.
If I wanted I could push her all the way today but I knew I must not.
If I did that, then I will only get her body….I will never get her heart.
To end up, I gave her breasts a tight squeeze.
“Kyaaaaaaah ❤️❤️”
A sweet sound escaped from her tired mouth.
The stimulus of breasts being so strongly squeezed was too much for her as she lost the strength and thus, lost her counter-attack.
Under her complex eyes, I withdrew my hands and separated.
“It wasn’t that bad, right?”
She remained quiet. She does not know what to say.
Her mind was filled with a lot of things but she did not want to admit that she lost herself in the heat of the moment.