Ren walked through the empty UA hallways with his hands in his pockets and a satisfied smile. Classes had ended ten minutes ago and most of the students were already heading home. The main hallway was completely deserted, giving the academic building an almost ghostly air.
Time to meet up with Nemuri, he thought while turning the corner that led to the faculty wing. Her, Nejire, and I before the Hero Commission. I hope they don't ask me too many awkward questions about my combat methods.
He was so deep in thought that he almost didn't notice the movement in his peripheral vision. A floating uniform.
Hagakure, he immediately recognized.
Before he could say a word, the uniform lunged at him with surprising speed. Toru grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him into a side hallway that he hadn't even noticed.
"Hey! What...?"
"Shhhh," Toru's voice whispered near his ear as she pulled him deeper into the dark corridor. "Don't make a sound or we'll be caught."
The hallway was narrow, likely used for maintenance or storage. The lights were off and only the faint illumination filtering in from the main corridor gave them any visibility.
"Toru, what are you...?" Ren started, but she interrupted him by pressing her body against his and pushing him against the cold wall.
"Ren," her voice sounded husky. "I've been waiting all this time to get you alone."
Her hands found Ren's tie and began to loosen it. Thanks to his enhanced vision, he could see perfectly how the girl's chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, while a mischievous smile played on her face.
"Here? In the middle of school?" Ren raised an eyebrow. "Someone could see us."
"Nobody can see me," Toru replied with a soft laugh as she removed his tie completely and let it drop to the floor. "And you're smart enough not to make any noise, right?"
Her fingers began to undo the buttons of his shirt, one by one. Ren felt his heart race as he watched her work.
"You're being very bold today," Ren commented. "What's put you in this mood?"
"Do I need a reason to want to be with you?" Toru pressed her chest against Ren's now exposed torso, and he could feel her softness even through the uniform fabric. "Maybe I just want to show you how much I appreciate you."
Man, you're a terrible liar, Ren thought as he watched her hands move down toward his belt. But honestly, I don't care about the reason right now.
He decided it was time to take control of the situation.
In a swift move, Ren grabbed Toru's wrists and pinned them against the wall on either side of her head. The girl let out a surprised gasp that turned into a soft, excited laugh.
"You think you can just drag me into a dark hallway and do whatever you want with me?" Ren leaned into her face, his lips inches from hers. "It doesn't work like that, Toru."
"Oh, it doesn't?" her voice sounded thrilled. "Then how does it work, Ren-kun?"
Instead of answering with words, Ren kissed her.
His lips met hers intensely, charged with all the sexual tension that had been building up.
"Ngh..."
Toru moaned softly against his mouth, her invisible body melting against his as she returned the kiss with equal ferocity.
Her lips are incredibly soft, Ren noted as he deepened the contact. And she tastes like strawberries. Has she been eating candy?
Ren's hands released Toru's wrists and traveled down her arms, feeling every inch of skin under his fingers. She took advantage of her regained freedom to tangle her arms around his neck, pressing harder against him as the kiss became increasingly desperate.
Ren slid his hands under the uniform, finding the warm, soft skin of her waist. Toru trembled under his touch, breaking the kiss just enough to gasp:
"Ngh! Ren, touch me more..."
He didn't need to be told twice.
His hands moved slowly up her torso, tracing every curve until they finally reached her breasts. When his palms covered the softness of her form, Toru let out a muffled moan that she had to bite back to stay silent.
"Mmmh..."
Ren began to massage her with circular motions, feeling her nipples harden against his palms. He could see perfectly how Toru's body reacted to every touch: how her legs shook slightly and her breathing became more erratic.
"Ren..." she panted, her hands reaching down to work frantically at his belt. "I need... I want..."
"What do you want?" Ren pinched one of her nipples, making her gasp. "Tell me with words."
"I want you inside me," Toru answered without any shame. "Right here."
Ren felt a surge of excitement rush through his body at those direct words. His belt finally gave way under Toru's skilled fingers and she immediately began to lower his zipper with urgency.
"Someone's very impatient," Ren commented while his hands left the girl's chest to slide down, finding the hem of her skirt.
"I've been thinking about this since last time," Toru admitted as she freed his erection from his underwear. Ren felt her fingers wrap around his member and he had to stifle a groan. "Every time I saw you in class... I could only think about having you like this."
Her fingers began to move in a slow rhythm, making Ren close his eyes and grit his teeth to maintain control.
This is crazy, he thought while feeling the pleasure build. We're at school. Anyone could walk by... But damn, this is incredibly exciting.
Ren slid a hand under her skirt, finding the warm skin of her thighs. He moved up slowly, rubbing every inch until he finally reached her center. When his fingers made contact with her folds, he discovered she was absolutely soaking wet.
"God, Hagakure," he whispered against her neck. "You're so wet."
"It's your fault," she panted as she continued to stimulate him with increasingly urgent movements. "For making me wait so long."
Ren slid a finger inside her, making her moan and tighten her grip. She was incredibly hot and tight; her internal walls pulsed around his finger.
"Ren... please..." Toru begged, moving her hips involuntarily. "Don't make me wait anymore."
He withdrew his finger, prompting a moan of protest that quickly turned into a gasp of anticipation when she felt him lift her. Ren pressed her against the hallway wall, holding her by the thighs while positioning her exactly where he wanted her.
"Wrap your legs around me," he ordered.
Toru obeyed immediately. Her uniform had ridden all the way up, revealing every detail of her naked body pressed against his to Ren's eyes. He aligned his length with her entrance, feeling the heat radiating from it. For a moment, both stayed still, savoring the anticipation.
"Ready?" Ren asked.
"I was born ready," Toru replied with a shaky laugh.
Ren pushed forward, penetrating her slowly. The tightness was immediate and intense. Toru had to bite Ren's shoulder to silence the cry that wanted to escape her throat.
"Mmmph!"
Ren stopped once he was fully inside, giving her time to adjust. He could feel every little tremor of her body and the pulse of her inner walls.
"Are you okay?" he whispered near her ear.
"More than okay," Toru panted. "Move... please, move..."
Ren started with a slow and controlled rhythm, sliding out before entering again with firm thrusts. Each movement drew out small moans that she tried desperately to contain.
Plap... plap... plap...
The sound of skin clashing began to fill the narrow hallway, mixing with their heavy breathing. Ren gradually increased the pace, moving his hips with more force while Toru clung to him as if her life depended on it.
"Ahh... ahh... Ren..." she panted against his neck.
"Shhh," he reminded her, though he himself was struggling to stay quiet. "You have to be more discreet."
"It's... hard..." she groaned. "It feels... too good..."
Ren adjusted the angle slightly, changing the depth. The next thrust made her gasp audibly and tighten her legs around him even more.
"There," Toru whispered urgently. "Right there... don't stop..."
He kept exactly the same angle, hitting that special spot with every movement. Toru's moans became more frequent and desperate; Ren knew she was approaching her limit.
Plap, plap, plap, plap.
His thrusts became faster. Toru jerked with every impact, creating a surreal visual spectacle that only Ren could appreciate thanks to his enhanced vision.
"I'm going to... Ren, I'm going to..." Toru warned with a broken voice.
"Do it," he growled.
As if his words were the trigger, Toru's orgasm hit her with devastating force. Her body tensed completely, contracting rhythmically around Ren as waves of pleasure washed over her. She had to cover her mouth with a hand to keep from screaming, her eyes rolling back in pure ecstasy.
Ren held her firmly while she trembled in his arms, continuing with soft movements to prolong her pleasure. Only when the spasms subsided did he stop, still buried deep inside her.
"That was..." Toru panted, her voice weak. "Incredible..."
"We're not done," Ren reminded her with a smile. "Let's change positions."
He lowered her carefully, making sure her shaky legs could support her weight. Then he turned her around, pressing her against the wall. Toru rested her hands against the cold surface, arching her back in a silent invitation.
"Like this," Ren ordered, positioning himself behind her.
He could see perfectly how she presented herself: her hips pushed back and her entrance glistening with moisture. The sight was absolutely sinful. Ren aligned himself again and pushed hard. From this angle, the penetration was even deeper, drawing out simultaneous groans.
"Oh, God..." Toru sighed.
He established a new rhythm, grabbing her hips while possessing her firmly. The new angle allowed him to reach new areas, and every thrust made Toru shiver.
Plap, plap, plap, plap.
"Harder," Toru requested, looking over her shoulder. "Please, Ren... harder..."
Ren tightened his grip and increased the intensity. The sound of friction became more noticeable, filling the small hallway with the audible evidence of their passion. One of his hands slid forward, finding her clitoris and stimulating it with fast circles.
"Ahh!" Toru cried out before biting her lip. "Yes... just like that..."
Ren felt his own orgasm lurking, the pressure building inexorably in his lower abdomen. Toru's rhythmic squeezing didn't help his self-control.
"Toru..." he warned with a strained voice. "I'm close..."
"Me too..." she panted, pushing back to receive him. "Don't stop... please, don't stop..."
His fingers increased their speed while his hips moved with abandon. The control Ren had maintained crumbled completely.
Plap, plap, plap, plap, plap.
"Ren... Ren... I'm going to..." Toru could barely form words.
"Come," Ren ordered, feeling his muscles tense. "Do it with me."
"Ahhhhhh!"
Toru's second climax was even more intense. Her walls milked him hard while her body shook violently. The sensation was too much for Ren; with one last deep thrust, he let himself go too, emptying himself inside her in long, powerful pulses.
Spurt... spurt... spurt...
Both stayed motionless, connected as the last remnants of pleasure flowed through them. Only their heavy breathing could be heard in the silence of the hallway. Finally, when Ren's legs threatened to give out, he withdrew slowly. Toru groaned at the loss, turning to lean against the wall.
"That was..." Toru began, her voice still trembling.
"Completely irresponsible," Ren finished. "Someone could've heard us."
"But they didn't," she replied with a satisfied laugh. "And it was totally worth it."
Ren couldn't argue with that.
They began to pull themselves together in silence. Ren pulled up his pants and buckled his belt while Toru did the same with her uniform.
"Are you okay?" Ren asked as he buttoned his shirt.
"More than okay." Toru walked over and gave him a quick kiss. "Though I should probably clean up a bit before anyone notices anything weird."
"Good idea." Ren picked up his tie from the floor. "I have to get to Midnight-sensei's office."
"You have a meeting?"
"Yeah," he nodded, trying to regain a presentable appearance. "She and Nejire are going to accompany me to the Hero Commission."
There was a moment of silence. Then Toru spoke with a deliberately casual voice:
"Fine. Just... don't let Nejire-senpai distract you too much."
There it was: the real reason for her boldness. Jealousy. Ren smiled and stroked her cheek tenderly.
"Nobody could distract me from you, Toru," he said sincerely. "You're unique in every way."
"You're too good with words, Hayashi Ren."
"It's a talent," he joked. "Now let's go, before it's too late."
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