After Coach Tougou left the infirmary, the heavy tension that had filled the room slowly began to drain away.
Natsuha let out a long, shaky breath. The stiffness in her shoulders melted as the fear and discomfort she had been holding back finally released.
Without a word, she slumped heavily against Adrian, pressing her body into his side. Her head came to rest on his uninjured shoulder, her forehead gently touching the fabric of his uniform.
Adrian didn't say anything. He simply wrapped an arm around her and held her close, catching the faint scent of her shampoo. Neither of them moved for a long moment.
"…I was scared." Natsuha whispered, her voice barely audible. "When I saw all those guys surrounding you… and when the bat…"
Her fingers curled tighter into his shirt.
Adrian gently rubbed her back with slow, soothing strokes. "It's going to be fine. It's over now and I'm still here."
Natsuha stayed silent for a while, just breathing against him. Her body felt warm and soft against his.
The nurse stepped out briefly to fetch more supplies, leaving the two of them alone, separated from the other resting patients only by thin white curtains. The only sounds were the faint ticking of the wall clock and their quiet breathing.
After some time, Natsuha slowly lifted her head to look at him. Her eyes were still slightly red from crying earlier, but there was something softer in them now.
A small, hesitant smile formed on her lips.
"...Thank you, for protecting me back there." She said quietly.
Her gaze lowered briefly to the bandage wrapped around his head, and her expression tightened with guilt. "You got hurt because of me."
Adrian let out a soft breath through his nose. "I got hurt because a bunch of idiots decided to swing bats around. Don't blame yourself for that."
"But still..." Her fingers lightly tugged at his sleeve.
But then suddenly Natsuha's cheeks slowly began turning red again.
"H-Hey..." she mumbled, avoiding his eyes for a second. "Earlier... when you said I was your girlfriend..."
Her voice grew softer and softer near the end. "Were you just saying that to stop Coach Tougou from separating us...?"
Adrian slightly raised an eyebrow but stayed quiet, waiting for her to continue.
Natsuha nervously fidgeted with the hem of her skirt before finally forcing herself to meet his eyes again.
"So are we really..." She swallowed softly. "Boyfriend and girlfriend now?"
Adrian looked at her for a long moment, his expression softening. He gently brushed a strand of violet hair behind her ear.
"If that's what you want," he said quietly, his voice warm. "Then yes. We are."
Natsuha's breath hitched. A shy but radiant smile broke across her tear-streaked face.
She didn't say anything more, she simply leaned in and pressed her lips against his in a soft, tentative kiss. It started gentle, almost innocent, but quickly deepened as her emotions and desire overflowed.
When they parted, both were breathing a little heavier.
Natsuha stayed close, Her soft and heavy breasts squished warmly against his chest, the generous mounds yielding gently with every small shift of her body.
The thin fabric of her school blouse did little to hide their fullness and softness, her stiff nipples faintly noticeable as they brushed against him.
Her hand rested on his chest for a moment… then slowly drifted lower. Her fingers brushed over his stomach, then hesitated at his waist.
Adrian's pants were visibly strained. The thick, hard outline of his erection pressed prominently against the pants.
Natsuha's cheeks burned red hot, as she stared at it. She bit her lip, clearly embarrassed, but didn't pull her hand away. Instead, her fingers trembled as they traced the rigid shape through his pants.
"It… it got this hard because of me…?" She whispered, voice shaky with a mix of shyness and arousal.
Adrian let out a low breath but didn't stop her. "Yeah."
Natsuha hesitated for only a second longer before her small hand pressed more firmly over the bulge.
She began stroking him slowly through the cloth, her fingers exploring the thick length with hesitant but growing curiosity. Her touch was gentle as she rubbed up and down the prominent shaft.
Adrian's cock twitched under her palm, growing even harder. Natsuha's breathing quickened. She squeezed a little tighter, stroking him with more confidence, her eyes fixed on the way his twitching stretched the fabric around him.
"It must hurt…" she whispered, her voice trembling with concern and arousal. "Having it so hard like this…"
Adrian didn't answer, he simply looked at her with an aroused, hungry eyes.
Natsuha's breath trembled. She licked her lips, her small hand moved downward with trembling arousement. Her fingers found his zipper and slowly pulled it down.
The moment the fabric parted, his massive, veiny cock sprang out heavily, thick and throbbing right in front of her hand.
Natsuha gasped softly, her eyes widening in shock and awe at the sheer size of it.
"It's… so big…" She whispered in disbelief. Her small hand hesitantly wrapped around the thick base, her fingers barely able to close around its girth.
The heat of her palm radiated through his sensitive skin, her soft fingers gliding up and down the pulsing length with slow, deliberate motions. She stroked him from base to tip in smooth, steady rhythms, her grip firm yet gentle, as she explored and worshiped his size.
Her thumb occasionally brushed over the swollen, leaking head, smearing the bead of precum that had formed there, making each stroke slicker and wetter.
The warmth of her hand combined with the slick friction sent waves of pleasure through him with every stroke.
Adrian let out a low groan. He moved both of his hands towards her.
One slid under her skirt, fingers pressing against her soaked panties, rubbing her wet pussy through the thin fabric.
Natsuha moaned softly, before quickly covering her mouth with her free hand, eyes wide with panic at the risk of being heard.
The other hand moved to her chest. Unbuttoning the top few buttons of her blouse, pulling the fabric open, revealing her white lace bra that barely contained her large breasts.
With a gentle tug, he lowered the cups of her bra. Her heavy, soft breasts spilled out freely showing its soft, pale, and perfectly round mound with a slight bounce. Her pretty pink nipples were already stiff and erect, begging for attention.
Adrian slid his hand underneath her heavy breast, lifting the soft, full mound from below.
He gently hefted its weight in his large palm, feeling the warmth and heaviness of it, before squeezing and massaging the supple flesh with slow, deliberate pressure.
His fingers sank deeply into the soft, yielding breast as he kneaded it possessively, his thumb brushing and circling the stiff pink nipple, teasing the sensitive bud before giving it a light, playful pinch.
Natsuha's breathing grew ragged and uneven, soft desperate gasps escaping her lips. Her small hand continued pumping his massive cock, moving faster now, her warm palm gliding slickly along the thick, veiny length as she squeezed and twisted gently at the head.
At the same time, Adrian's fingers pressed firmly against her soaked panties, rubbing slow, deliberate circles over her swollen clit through the drenched fabric.
He then pushed the thin material aside and slid two thick fingers along her slick folds, teasing her dripping entrance before sinking them inside her tight insides.
Natsuha's hips jerked forward instinctively, rocking against his invading fingers as she tried to take them deeper. Her thighs trembled, and her breathing turned into shaky, muffled whimpers as pleasure coursed through her body.
The thin curtains around their bed offered only the illusion of privacy. The faint sounds of other patients breathing on the other side reminded them how risky this was.
Natsuha's hand stroked him faster, her grip tightening around his thick cock as her soft whimpers grew harder and harder to suppress. At the same time, Adrian's fingers plunged deeper into her soaked pussy, curling and rubbing against her sensitive walls.
Just as the tension between them was building higher, the sound of the infirmary door sliding open echoed through the room.
Natsuha's eyes widened in panic. She quickly pulled her hand back from his cock and frantically buttoned up her blouse with trembling fingers.
Adrian swiftly tucked his throbbing erection back into his pants, trying to hide the very obvious bulge.
They barely managed to compose themselves before footsteps approached from behind the curtain.
The nurse's voice called out softly. "Everything alright in there? I brought some painkillers for the patient."
Adrian cleared his throat, forcing his voice to sound normal. "Yes… we're fine. Thank you."
The nurse lingered for a moment before her footsteps retreated again.
Natsuha buried her face against Adrian's chest, breathing heavily, her heart still racing from the close call. Her body was trembling with unspent arousal, her soaked panties clinging uncomfortably to her skin.
Adrian gently stroked her back, trying to calm her down, though his own cock continued to throb painfully in his pants.
"We should be more careful…" He whispered, a hint of amusement in his voice despite the situation.
Natsuha nodded weakly against him, too embarrassed to speak, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she stayed pressed close to him, her soft, heavy breasts still partially exposed beneath her hastily buttoned blouse.
After a few more minutes of quiet cuddling, Natsuha finally pulled back slightly. She looked at the clock on the wall and bit her lip.
"I… I should go back to class," she whispered reluctantly. "The teacher will notice if I'm gone too long."
Adrian nodded, though he clearly didn't want her to leave either. "Go on. I'll rest here for a bit."
Natsuha hesitated, then leaned in and gave him one last soft kiss on the lips before standing up. She fixed her uniform one more time and gave him a shy smile.
"I'll come back after class, okay?"
"I'll be waiting." Adrian replied with a small smile.
Natsuha gave him one final lingering look before she slipped out from behind the curtain and left the infirmary. The door clicked shut behind her, leaving the room in silence again.
Adrian let out a long breath and leaned back against the pillow, the adrenaline from the day slowly fading.
Just then, the curtain beside his bed slid open with a soft rustle. The nurse stepped through with arms crossed under her chest as she quietly watched him.
Adrian's breath was caught for a moment.
She was stunning.
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AN: Ngl I now understand why some author just put the other's intelligence down when it comes to the enemies/side characters.
I had some thought in how easily the vice-principle can leave the blackmail but then it struck to me on how convoluted the story will be and how long that would take the chapter to finish... All for a side character... So yeah...
Balancing the story is hard to be truthfull lol. Like the MC's life would be easy if he just went on a crazy rampage, just shooting many random people in secret, that would amass large amount of VPs too. But that would make a boring story ngl.