A bite here, a hard suckle there, and a world swallowing vacuum down below.
I paid Emmie back, quite thoroughly. I showed her the consequences of her provocation. Like snow after the passage of the harsh sun, I left her melted, without strength to do anything else.
She may not have my heightened sensitivity, but I have the drive to make the necessary efforts.
After she regained some strength, and after I made her bring me the backpack I threw aside before, she has disappeared somewhere in the house again.
I return my attention to the book and notebook before me. I'm naked, lying on my belly, but I'm not bothered at all. I can still review and learn in that state.
*Slam* "Max! Look here!!"
I turn to the side with a frown, and my eyes are attracted away from the disturbing element who has jumped onto the bed beside me. I follow her arm to look at her phone, and she presses on the screen to take a selfie of us.
*Snap*
I squint at the flash, then glare at the unclothed Emmie.
"What are you doing!?"
Even as I speak, I jump on her and I rip the phone off her hand.
"Wait, Max! Don't erase it!!"
I hold my hand far, preventing Emmie from getting it back even as she pastes herself against and crushes her breasts against my back. My fingers pause, and I look at her, waiting for her explanation.
"Speak. Why are you taking nudes of us?"
She feels relieved for a moment, relaxes, and smiles.
"I'm not taking nudes. Look, only a small part of your back is visible, with half of my chest. My nipples are not even in the picture."
While speaking, she points at her phone in my hand. But that is not enough for me. That doesn't even answer the question I have posed, so I keep looking at her, my eyes full of threat.
"Don't like that, Max~! Alright, I will speak."
"I'm listening."
Emmie pouts at my intransigent look, and finally gets to the point.
"I told mom that you will come visit me later. I'm just about to send the proof to her that you have come."
I raise an eyebrow and look deep Into the red eyes across to make sure there is no lie, or at least any omission on her part. It is only when she blinks with sincerity that I relent.
Say that I have been traumatized by Tyne's private library, I don't care. Nudes and I can hardly coexist for now.
I turn to the picture. After a careful look, I crop it along the edges, and take away most beyond our heads of red and yellow hair.
Emmie's expression comically twists at each of my actions, until I save the end result, and send it to her mother myself. It is only then that I throw the phone back at her.
"Now you can send whatever message you want to add. After that, come see the notes of today's classes. I don't have to ask how you are doing, I have felt that already. What you must do now is catch up to what you have missed today."
"Yeah, yeah…"
The answer is as perfunctory as it can get. I glance at her typing a text, then shakes my head slightly. I'm not really surprised. I turn back to adjust my book and my notebook and resume reading, only to be harshly interrupted as the bed moves, and the red-haired bundle of energy who seems to have finished writing to his mother slaps me on the butt.
*Pa!* "This is for being so uptight. Humph!"
"You! Emmie!"
But she doesn't wait for me to explode. She runs away, still as naked as before, as she shouts to the back.
"Max, you have become too serious! You have changed!"
I take a deep breath and suppress the tingle running through my still sensitive pussy. I want to get angry at her for having too much energy and wildly spreading it, but thinking about what she said, I'm taken back to the more carefree past.
I admit, had things not changed, I would have just smiled, and I would have laughed it off even if the picture had been even more compromising.
I shake my head at my lost immaturity and innocence. I return my attention to my book, and pick up the pen to take notes. This one is about informatics, more precisely, data analysis, a good way for me to step into the field of technology from management.
At that moment, Emmie comes back with a plate of snacks she put down on the cabinet by the bed.
"Anyway, I think I can understand you. Moreover, mom explained what happened yesterday to me after I woke up at the hospital. Don't worry. If we take nudes in the future, I will lock them tight."
I glance at Emmie. She is uncharacteristically serious this time, with a soft smile on her lips. I look at her without blinking, a seed of heat appearing in my chest, before I snort, and turn away.
"Hmph! Who will take nudes with you?"
All Emmie does is laugh.
"Hahaha… Alright, I will take them alone and send them to you."
Her genuine laughter makes me blush slightly, and I find my hands things to do. I tuck my hair behind my ear, and twirl my pen.
Emmie leaves the room again. I expect some peace at last, and I do get some of it. I manage to focus longer than the previous few times combined. I'm so focused that I don't even notice Emmie coming back.
It is only when I feel clandestine hands gripping my butt that I jolt, and my heart almost stops when something pokes at my hole. The shape is so distinct that I feel fear for the first time in a while, a different kind of fear, one like nothing I have known in my past life.
It is fear as a woman, the fear I suppose any woman whose mind is telling she is about to be molested would get, about to lose her right to say no and be used as a mere object.
I snap around just as the object slides inside me, and I lose my breath. Then I jump on Emmie. She is surprised by my exaggerated reaction, and she can react when I pin her down, and spank her.
*Pa– Pa– Pa*
"Hey, Max! What is it!?"
But I'm not in the mood to answer, so I continue painting her butt red even as it ripples.
*Pa– Pa– Pa*
"Max! Anh~!!"
The last sound makes me pause. I take a better look, and find out that the little bitch actually got excited.
It is like something got stuck in my chest. I feel so stuffy that I raise my hand a few times but can't bring it down.
"Max?"
There is confusion in that call, as well as… desire?