Chapter 15
Yuki hesitated—his fingers hovering just above the edge of Katashi's robe as her eyes locked with his, daring him. "I don't bite," She whispered. "Unless you're into that." He could swear that his dick hardened just by the purr in her voice.
His hand trembled slightly as he reached down, gently parting the soft, floral robe from her body. It slid open without hesitation, pooling at her waistline to reveal the full curve of her bronze figure, dressed in sheer black lingerie that left little to imagination.
His eyes turned red, dots appearing on every side of her body. He could see her
Yuki swallowed hard, his cheeks burning. He kept his eyes respectful—mostly.
Katashi raised an eyebrow. "Still shy? That's cute. But it won't help you survive here."
He nodded silently, pouring more oil into his hands and warming it with slow, measured breaths before placing his palms on her collarbone. He rubbed in small, circular motions, tracing down toward her shoulders, and the swell of her upper chest.
Katashi's lips parted slightly, letting out a sigh of pleasure. "Mmm... better. You've got soft hands for a boy who looks like he hasn't seen a real woman naked before."
Yuki stiffened. She was right, and it was probably written all over his face.
The tablet pinged again. +10 points.
His eyes flicked to the glowing screen. Fifteen points already.
A flash of heat surged behind his eyes, and then—everything shifted.