“Not that it matters.”
Since she could not intervene, Ange shut the door hard enough to nearly break it and turned around.
(I already knew he was a pervert.)
She had not seen anything odd there.
She had no obligation to tell Sakae, so she went back the way she had come, pretending to not have seen anything.
At this point, practicing for the play would help distract her from this, so she
started back toward the gym.
But on the way…
“Oh, Ange-chan. They say we can’t practice any more today.”
“Huh?”
Saya spotted her and said that was no longer an option.
The time they had reserved in the gym had ended. And with their lead gone, they had broken up for the day.
“…I can’t believe this!”
She had lost her place again.
Saya had said she had other work to help with, so Ange clicked her tongue and set off in search of somewhere else to be.
“Ange.”
Someone caught up to her once she was alone.
Mutsuki tapped her on the shoulder. She felt her heart leap and formed a lopsided frown to hide how shaken she was.
“Do you need something? I thought you were having fun with Ibekusa.”
“Fun…? Hey, don’t leave me behind.”
“…Hmph.”
He had apparently shaken Machina off of him as soon as she had left. His cheeks were still flushed.
She was supposed to be his bodyguard, so she should have taken him with her then even if she had to punch him out first, not just leave. That had been her
mistake.
But even if it was her duty as a bodyguard, how was she supposed to interrupt that kiss scene?
Since she saw fault in her actions, she shut her mouth. And the boy saw no reason to criticize her, so he could not say anything either.
They were both at a loss for words.
“Mutsuki-kuuun! My practice is overd”
Then a further nuisance interrupted.
“Nmh…hh, hh.”
“You kind of taste like Ibekusa. C’mon, use your tongue more. You promised, remember?”
“Y-yes, I remember. But, Lucia…nmh.”
This time it was Lucia’s tongue inside his mouth.
Machina did not use her tongue much, but the demon boy showed no restraint. He licked all over each tooth, both sides of the tongue, and the inside of the cheeks as if to eliminate any remaining scent.
“Pwah, pwahn, ah, ah.”
“Heh heh. You’ve always been sensitive below the tongue, Mutsuki-kun
?”
Lucia whispered teasingly to him. When their tongues pulled apart, thick saliva bridged the gap between them.
“You don’t get to run away. Ibekusa okayed this.”
Lucia gave an excuse and pressed against Mutsuki’s lips even more.
That calculating demon had not just let the “as long as no one can see you” agreement slide. He had made sure to get the same thing promised for him. So as long as Mutsuki was out of the public eye, he had to kiss Machina and Lucia until they were satisfied.
But while Machina was “willing to” do it and was only thinking about him, Lucia really was a demon.
“Pwah?”
His kisses were so intense that Mutsuki could only gasp for breath, leaving no room for complaints.
And the sexual demon matched his seductive breaths to Mutsuki’s, so the sweet demon boy’s flavor spread throughout Mutsuki’s tongue, esophagus, and lungs.
He was used to the action itself, but he was still kissing another boy. That made it
feel more odd and immoral, making the boy hesitate.
He saw Lucia as special and he knew that demon was not just a boy.
But since he generally saw himself as straight, homosexuality had a powerful sense of the taboo to Mutsuki.
Especially today since Lucia was wearing his school uniform. That boy’s uniform made it all too clear that they were the same sex.
And at the moment…he glanced to the side.
“…”
Ange was watching them uncomfortably.
Mutsuki was shy and sensible, so he was reluctant to have someone watching him kiss even when it was with Machina. There was no way he could focus like this.
(…Honestly. Stupid Mutsuki.)
But the girl did not know how to react to this either.
As his bodyguard, she could not leave him. But it was also difficult to interrupt.
She desperately brushed aside the indecent atmosphere filling the storeroom and waited for the two boys’ intense kiss to end.
(Really, though… What is…what is this?)
There was no real reason for her to watch. What did it matter to her what promise
Mutsuki had made with a demon? Couldn’t she shout “Stop gaying it up!” and drag him away by the ear like she usually did?
“Heh heh? …Nn, you’re drooling.
With the demon’s tongue violating his mouth so much, Mutsuki’s mouth hung dully open and drool dripped out of the corner.
The demon’s pink tongue scooped up every last drop. Then he sealed the other boy’s mouth and slurped up the accumulated saliva.
“…Gulp.”
Ange found herself gulping along with him.
(M-Mutsuki’s saliva.)
Kisses with him were always so gentle and sweet. And her synapses interpreted the flavor of his saliva like hands massaging her entire body. It felt like a powerful embrace. And like a manly girth penetrating her body. It was linked to so many pleasurable memories.
Those pleasurable memories ran through her womb and her lower stomach trembled.
(M-me too… M-me too…)
Her knees bumped against each other and she rubbed her thighs together.
She could feel the dampness inside her spats.
“Hee hee?”
While well aware of the angel’s reaction and the pride that would prevent her from asking to join in, Lucia pushed up against Mutsuki even further.
“Nhah…wait, L-Lucia-kun, what are you doing?”
He pressed his lips and body against Mutsuki and had him sit down on a nearby mat.
Confused at being gently pushed down, Mutsuki realized his shirt had been
unbuttoned at some point.
He was wearing an undershirt, but this exposed his throat and he realized what was happening to him. But his body had already gone limp at this point.
“Y-you can’t do this, Lucia-kun. Um, it was just kissing. The agreement was just kissing…”
“Hm~? Was it?”
As long as their lips were together, Lucia’s prey remained limp. And while keeping Mutsuki from resisting like that, the demon boy swiftly stole away the boy’s clothing.
He opened the shirt and pulled up the undershirt.
“Ah…”
While not to Lucia’s extent, Mutsuki’s build was not exactly manly. His early adolescent body had no muscle tone and was quite feminine. He had no excess flesh on his stomach or chest, but they were somewhat soft and the nipples were a cute pink.
Once his belt was undone and his pants pulled down, he finally revealed a manly part of him that was impressively erect, but the lines from his hips to his butt were childlike and adorable.
“Stop. Um, Lucia-kun, not…here.”
With the skillful kiss overwhelming him, Mutsuki could only resist the sexual demon’s lustful hands with a weak voice.
“W-wait, give it a rest.”
Ange was here to save him and she intervened, but…
“What? All I’m doing is kissing him.”
“Uuh…”
“Hee hee. Also…”
She could not defeat the demon in a game of words. Plus…
“Kyah!”
He tugged on her hand and pulled Ange onto the mat as well.
She should have been stronger than him, but he had realized she was weak in the knees.
“I’ll keep my promise, so don’t interrupt. …I just have to stick to kissing, right?”
Lucia moved his face to Mutsuki’s throat as a show for the girl lying alongside them.
Instead of just the mouth, his lips crawled along Mutsuki’s throat, chest, and belly.
“Hwah, wait, Lucia…-kun, ah.”
Kisses reached Mutsuki’s belly, ribs, and nipples. A ticklish chill caused his arms and legs to tense up.
It was so much more embarrassing with Ange right next to him, but Lucia was too good at keeping him from resisting. And…