Even though Miyagi tended to hesitate, when it came down to it, she never held back.
She undid every button on my blouse and stared at me.
There was no concern for how I felt in her eyes. Even with my camisole on, being ogled like that made me uneasy.
「I said you could leave a mark on my body, but I didn’t say you could stare.」
I said to Miyagi, who was still staring at my chest.
「Shut up. I was just about to do it.」
「Yeah, yeah.」
Her fingers traced the straps of my camisole.
It didn’t feel like she was about to leave a hickey. It felt like she just wanted to look at me and run her hands over my skin.
Still, having her attention fixed on me like this wasn’t bad. It was embarrassing, being stared at so openly, but right now, Miyagi was only looking at me. I was the only thing on her mind. And that made me want this moment to keep going.
「Sendai-san.」
She said my name quietly.
「What is it?」
I asked as she brushed her hand over my chest through the camisole.
「After this, you’re going to leave a mark on me in the same place I leave one on you, right?」
「Yeah. Have you picked a spot yet?」
「Not yet. But I’m about to.」
She spoke quietly and slid her fingers along the straps of my camisole, making my body tense as I wondered if she was about to take it off. Miyagi hesitated and stopped, pressing her hand to my chest just above the edge of the fabric.
「I’m leaving it here.」
A moment later, her lips replaced her hand.
She sucked hard, as if drawing heat out of me.
All my nerves gathered at that spot, and I became keenly aware of Miyagi leaving her mark on me. Even though our bodies were like oil and water, the places where we touched felt like they were melting together, like they wanted to become one with her.
I stroked her hair and held her head.
Her lips stayed firmly on my skin, but only a few moments later, they pulled away.
「Okay. I’m done.」
Miyagi muttered as she slipped out of my arms.
When I looked down, there it was — a small mark just above my camisole. Miyagi traced it with her fingertips for a moment before pulling back.
「You sure you’re okay with just one?」
「Yeah.」
「You know, the one you left on me the other day faded already. I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to leave another.」
There had been a mark on the inside of my thigh.
The other day, I’d ordered Miyagi to lick my foot. Instead of obeying, she’d left a hickey on my inner thigh, and now it was gone. Hickeys didn’t last forever. They faded with time, became part of me, and that made me want more.
So if Miyagi said she wanted to leave another one there, I would’ve let her.
「… If I agree to that, you’re going to mark my inner thigh too, aren’t you?」
Miyagi asked quietly.
「Of course.」
「Then I’m not doing it.」
「Fine. Then take off your sweatshirt, Miyagi.」
She did as she was told, leaving her in just her T-shirt.
「Take this off too.」
I said, tugging at her T-shirt.
「What? Why?」
「I won’t be able to leave the mark otherwise.」
Miyagi had left a hickey on me just above my breasts.
She’d had to unbutton my whole blouse to reach it, so I doubted I could leave one on her in the same place while she was still wearing a T-shirt. That was why I needed her to take it off.
「You can leave the mark on me without making me take it off, can’t you?」
「Nope. I need it off.」
「I don’t want to.」
「Well, if you don’t want to do it yourself, then how about I do it for you instead?」
It wasn’t like we hadn’t taken our tops off before, and since she’d gone out of her way to undo every button on my blouse, I felt it was only fair for Miyagi to take her shirt off too.
「I don’t want that either.」
「If you don’t take it off, I won’t be able to leave the mark on you.」
「That’s just what you think, Sendai-san.」
「Miyagi.」
I called her name firmly and let go of the hem of her T-shirt when she answered in a displeased voice,
「Fine. Then you take yours off too.」
「I don’t mind, but what are you going to do?」
「I’ll take mine off myself.」
「Okay, but you take yours off first.」
Her words were exactly what I’d expected, and I had no problem accepting her conditions. Still, I felt Miyagi wouldn’t keep her promise if I went first.
I stared at Miyagi.
As if proving my point, she showed no intention of taking her shirt off.
「If you don’t take it off, I’ll leave a hickey somewhere everyone can see. Is that okay with you?」
I asked quietly. Miyagi frowned, then reluctantly pulled off her T-shirt, leaving her in just her undergarment.
「Is this good enough?」
「Yep. Here, I’ll take that from you.」
Before she could reply, I took her shirt and placed it behind me. Then, before she had a chance to complain, I followed through with my end of the deal and took my blouse off too.
「Take this off too.」
Miyagi said, tugging at my camisole.
Yeah, I saw that coming.
It seemed taking off my blouse hadn’t been enough, so I obediently removed my camisole too, leaving myself in just my bra.
Miyagi still didn’t seem satisfied, though.
「Give me my shirt back too.」
「You can have it after I leave a mark on you.」
I said, staring at Miyagi as she frowned back at me.
I was faced with the sight of her white bra covering her modestly sized chest.
My heart was pounding so loudly it made it hard to breathe. I’d seen Miyagi like this before, yet for some reason I still felt incredibly nervous.
It was only ever like this with Miyagi, and moments like this reminded me just how special she was to me.
「Don’t just stare. Hurry up and put your mark on me already.」
「You’re staring at me too, aren’t you?」
I replied in a low voice, and she glared at me.
I brushed my fingers against her bra strap.
It was simple and plain, not flashy at all — exactly Miyagi’s style — though I couldn’t help thinking something a little cuter would suit her too.
「If you’re not going to do it, then give me my shirt back.」
She didn’t sound angry, but I could tell she wasn’t happy.
If I could, I would’ve stared at Miyagi forever. Still, I knew that if I kept looking at her like this, she’d kick me out of her room before I even got the chance to leave a mark on her.
I traced my fingers over the spot just above her breasts — the same place she’d marked me.
This was where Miyagi had wanted to leave her mark on me, and where she’d decided it was okay for me to mark her too.
I pressed my lips to the same place she’d left her mark, only on her body this time. I pushed against her skin, like I was trying to melt into her, and sucked hard, desperate to make the mark stay even a little longer. I wanted this one to be special, and I wanted it to last. Then I pulled away.
「Hey, Miyagi. Can I leave another one on you?」
I asked, stroking the red mark I’d just left on her.
「I only put one on you, though.」
「Then you can put another one on me in the same spot.」
「You don’t seem to have any shame, so no. You probably want to put it somewhere weird anyway.」
「I’ve said this before, but even I have a sense of shame too, you know.」
I tried to push back against Miyagi’s rude remark, but she looked back at me like she didn’t buy it.
「Sure doesn’t seem like it.」
「But I do.」
「So where were you thinking of putting another one, then?」
My gaze dropped to Miyagi’s legs.
If she’d let me, I wanted to kiss the inside of her thigh. I wanted to leave red marks there, kiss my way down her leg to her toes, and let my tongue trail over her skin.
「The same place you left one on me the other day.」
「You know I’d have to mark you in the same spot, right?」
「Maybe that’s exactly what I want you to do.」
「Sendai-san, you really are an erotic demon.」
I let out a small sigh when she called me that unpleasant nickname again.
「Then let me ask you this. Where would you have wanted to leave a mark on me if I didn’t have to give you one in the same place?」
「… You’d have to take this off.」
Miyagi said, tugging at my bra strap.
「So you wanted to leave one somewhere I’d have to take my bra off for you to reach?」
「What, am I not allowed?」
「Looks like I’m not the only erotic one here.」
「Yeah, but I’m not as perverted as you are, Sendai-san. Now give me back my shirt already.」
Miyagi said, holding her hand out toward me like she was urging me on.
「If you let me leave a mark where I want, then I’ll take it off.」
I offered instead of giving her shirt back, thinking it wasn’t such a bad deal. Miyagi clearly disagreed, and her tone turned cold.
「Give me my shirt back.」
「I don’t want to.」
「Seriously, give it back, Sendai-san.」
Miyagi inched closer, reaching for the shirt I’d hidden behind my back, so I pulled her into a hug. I still had my bra on, but our bare skin touched, and our warmth mixed together.
It was warm, hot, and it felt good.
Her smooth skin clung to mine. The comfort of her warmth brought impure feelings along with it.
「It’s too hot like this, Sendai-san. Let go of me.」
Her voice brushed against my ear.
I tightened my arms around her, and she pinched my side in return.
「I’ll let go if you let me leave a mark where I want.」
「… Sendai-san.」
「What is it?」
Hurry up and let go of me already.
I sighed, already knowing what she was going to say.
「You said you wanted me to keep you under my control. Are you really okay with that?」
Instead, she asked something I never expected her to ask.
「Yeah.」
「Why?」
「Because I want you to pick out earrings for me.」
「— Is that really the reason why?」
Miyagi asked, as if trying to dig out the truth, and shoved me away. The skin that had been touching separated, the warmth vanished, and all at once I felt weak.
「Yeah. So hurry up and pick something already.」
The room, which had felt too warm before, suddenly felt cold, so I took Miyagi’s hand. As I softly kissed her fingertips, I heard her murmur,
「… I don’t really know what kind of earrings would suit you.」
「Anything’s fine. Really.」
「It’s not fine. The necklace wasn’t always visible, but earrings will be.」
I had to hide the pendant Miyagi gave me back in high school. I also had to hide every mark she left on my body.
But my earrings weren’t something I needed to hide.
I wanted to wear the earrings Miyagi chose for me and let them be seen by everyone.
「Isn’t it better that way?」
「… Sendai-san, you’re so pretty.」
「Wha—?」
I hadn’t expected those words to come out of her mouth at all, and I couldn’t stop a silly noise from escaping me.
「So I can’t just pick anything for you.」
Miyagi muttered, lowering her gaze.
「Wait, what—」
「It doesn’t matter. Just give me my shirt back already.」
What did you mean by that?
That was what I wanted to ask, but before I could, she snatched the shirt I’d been hiding behind me away.
I watched Miyagi get dressed in a daze. Then she touched the spot she’d marked on me and pressed her lips just below it, sucking hard and leaving another mark.
「Let me put one on you in the same place you just did.」
「No.」
Being unreasonable, Miyagi traced the fresh mark with her fingers, then let them slide downward.
This is bad.
Even without any kind of deal between us, I wanted her to take off my bra and mark me underneath it.
And I wanted to do the same to her.
I’d been using these marks to hide the impure feelings inside me, but it felt like I wouldn’t be able to keep it up forever.
「Make sure you keep your promise, Miyagi.」
I said, and she looked up at me.
「I know. I’ll pick out a good pair of earrings for you.」
「That too, but there was another promise you made me.」
「Another promise?」
「Yeah. You remember the day you asked me to tell you how good it felt when you touched me — like some kind of pervert?」
「… I’m not a pervert.」
「You promised I could do it to you next time. If you manage to remember that, I won’t argue about you not being a pervert.」
That day, when Miyagi had touched me while I was blindfolded, she’d said she’d let me touch her again.
「That wasn’t meant to be a promise to let you do it to me next time.」
「Oh yes it was.」
「… Sendai-san, we agreed to stay just roommates, right?」
From her tone, it sounded like she didn’t want to keep her promise.
「We can do it even while staying roommates, can’t we?」
I said, staring at Miyagi.
If she wanted our relationship to stay ambiguous, that was fine.
I didn’t mind our relationship existing in the shape Miyagi wanted.
But I also wanted to turn that vague promise into something real.
「I want you to keep that promise someday.」
「… When is that supposed to be?」
「Just someday.」
I said, then pressed a kiss to Miyagi’s earring.
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