Kissing My Student, It's Over if We're Caught-Chapter 3Volume 2 . - Kirihara Touka - Happy Moment: "Welcome back," "Im home," "Lets eat"

Despite being so young, she was as intimidating as Kurei-sensei. With things having come this far, I had no choice but to obediently comply.

Entering the bathtub, I positioned myself behind Kirihara. I was sitting with my legs on either side, and Kirihara was seated between them.

I wrapped my arms around her from behind, but Kirihara didn’t cuddle up to me in her usual tsundere manner.

“As for your question earlier, it would be a lie to say I didn’t have Yuzu on my mind at all. But, you know, it’s like this. After being all snuggled up with Kirihara over the weekend, Yuzu’s presence made me go “Ugh,” but not because of Yuzu herself. It was because I was reminded of Kirihara, you see?”

“...Is that so?”

Kirihara turned her head slightly, peering over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of me.

“If that’s the case, I guess I have no choice but to forgive you. Ehehe.”

After she laughed, she leaned back against me without any reservation.

...She’s adorable, this one.

“Hm? ...Mm.”

Unconsciously, my hand reached out to Kirihara’s face. Though it made for an awkward position, I found myself turning her face towards mine and kissing her.

“Mm... mmm... nhau...”

The sounds of our kissing echoed through the bathroom.

When we broke the kiss, Kirihara had a blissful look in her eyes and smiled happily.

“It’s rare for you to kiss me... It made me feel so happy.”

“If this makes you happy, I can do it as much as you want.”

“Wow, so cool... Were you always the type to say things like that?”

Kirihara teases me, but honestly, I’m far from being in the mood for jokes.

Even through her swimsuit, Kirihara’s body felt soft. Her wet hair seemed even glossier than usual.

...In truth, her body is something I should not touch until she graduates.

But—she always says it’s okay for me to touch, offering me such a tempting body.

Perhaps reaching my limit of restraint, my hand naturally started caressing Kirihara’s stomach.

“Mm... that tickles, Gin.”

Despite her protest, I couldn’t stop my hand. I couldn’t make myself stop.

As I fondled her over the swimsuit, Kirihara squirmed.

“Your touch... feels naughty...”

“...Right. I should stop.”

Though I said that, my eyes couldn’t help but fixate on Kirihara’s ample chest visible over her shoulder.

Despite knowing the danger, I found myself increasingly curious.

“If you want to touch, you can.”

Seemingly noticing my gaze, Kirihara asked.

“No, but today—”

“It’s not good to force yourself... I like being touched by you. My big boobs is only good for honey traps, pillow business, gravure, or making someone I like happy. And I definitely refuse everything but the last one.”

While society might not approve, Kirihara was ready to offer me absolution.

“You can touch. If it makes you happy, I’ll be happy too... nn... mmm...”

Instead of answering, I let my fingers glide, and immediately, she reacted.

Her stomach was softer than her chest, yet there was a mysterious firmness. Just lightly squeezing made me incredibly happy. Kirihara exhaled deeply, relaxing further.

“Gin, your touch is really skilled...”

“Is it?”

“Mhm... it feels so good.”

As I shifted from squeezing to stroking, Kirihara relaxed even more.

But as I continued, she gradually tensed up again.

“Mm... mmm... ahn~...”

As her breath mixed with distressed sounds, Kirihara looked at me with longing eyes.

“...Won’t you touch me directly?”

Slipping my fingers under her swimsuit, I relished the feel of her bare skin.

The silky touch was almost moving.

“Gin, more... Just touching like this makes me feel so... kya!?”

When I pinched the peak of her curves between my fingers, she reacted strongly.

Holding tight, her weak moan stretched out.

Easing my grip, Kirihara took shallow breaths, her shoulders rising and falling.

Her face was flushed red. Licking her ear elicited a small, animal-like noise.

“...Sorry, I need to get out and wash off. If we keep going, things might get out of hand.”

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Kirihara giggled nervously as she exited the tub to rinse off with lukewarm water.

“I wish I could graduate sooner. Then we could... But for now, patience, patience, gotta have patience♪”

She sang a little impromptu song, mixing laughter and wistfulness.

I watched her silently.

The sleek line from her slender neck down her toned back to the curve of her hips was incredibly tempting.

“...”

I got out of the tub. I had to.

Grabbing Kirihara by the shoulders, I turned her to face me. Her surprised “Huh?” was met with an unexpected kiss.

Her eyes widened in shock but soon narrowed in content acceptance. Entwining our tongues, I could see her placing a hand over her heart, as if to calm it.

Parting our lips, she seemed slightly pained.

“Gin... ah...”

Trailing a finger along her inner thigh, she stiffened noticeably.

Sliding my fingers to her groin, I encountered a moist sensation. Kirihara bit her lip and shyly looked down. Touching between her legs elicited a “nya...” as she sat down on the washroom floor.

I knelt, pulling her by the waist toward me.

“Uh... are we, Gin?”

Seemingly caught off guard, Kirihara was both surprised and confused.

Whether it was the long bath or Kirihara’s allure clouding my judgment, my thoughts weren’t clear.

I just wanted to be closer to her. To have more of her.

“Do we...?”

That single question snapped me back to reality.

“Sorry, I should stop here—”

“If you want to, it’s okay.”

At that moment, she dangled the ultimate pass before me, and my heart thudded loudly in response.

Staring back at Kirihara below me—

—We’ve already done it once, even though I don’t remember because I was drunk.

—So just for today, once more...

Though I said nothing, Kirihara’s expression turned utterly seductive as if she read my deepest thoughts.

An enchanting face that bewitched me, unable to hide her anticipation.

“Your body tells the truth—it’s been wanting this for so long... It’s okay to indulge. If it makes you happy... I’ll do anything, really...”

Saying this, Kirihara lightly shifted the fabric covering her most intimate area.

...As I moved to pull her closer, she lifted her hips, adjusting the angle to welcome me.

That pleading gesture and her expectant look were my undoing.

“Gin, come...”

My heart raced wildly. My head spun, my vision blurred. Was it excitement, or was I breathless?

“Gin?”

I couldn’t stand straight anymore, staggering.

“Gin!?”

“My head’s spinning... Oh...”

“Kyaa! This is bad! Get out! Out!!”

I had completely succumbed to a heat stroke. Supported by Kirihara, I stumbled into the dressing area.

Two hours later, Kirihara and I were in the bedroom, lying side by side on the bed.

“Sorry...”

“No, it’s fine.”

I was feeling much better, thanks to Kirihara’s quick use of wet towels, ice pillows, and cold packs.

“You were really tired today, huh, Gin.”

“Shameful...”

“I’m not blaming you. We all have those days.”

“Ugh...”

“Why are you so down?”

“What’s more embarrassing than the heat stroke is that I couldn’t control myself...”

“Ahaha. That was a close one, huh.”