Aiko couldn't stop smiling.
Asahi, stiff and adorable as ever, sat in her lap—back to her front, legs folded between hers, his small frame entirely wrapped in her arms like he was her precious stuffed animal. And in many ways, that's exactly what he felt like. Warm. Soft. Easily flustered. Absolutely irresistible.
And currently? Completely muffled.
His face was smothered into her chest, arms frozen as they pressed tightly into the sides of her breasts for support. Aiko had made very sure he couldn't see what was happening in the tub nearby, especially not what Shin was doing to Yuki and Ai. Not because she was embarrassed, no—she just didn't want Asahi's pure little mind distracted. Not when he was here, with her.
She giggled, brushing her fingers through his tousled hair, her voice lilting with sugary mischief. "A-Chan~ You're so tense. Are you trying to squeeze all the air out of me?"
"Mmh! Mnnnh!" Asahi's muffled voice trembled against her cleavage.
Aiko looked down, watching his tiny fists clench tighter, causing her chest to squish around his cheeks. She bit her lip, suppressing a gasp. Even his innocent struggles felt too cute.
"You really like my boobs, huh~?"
He finally managed to peel his face back just enough to speak, face beet red, breath shallow.
"I-I d-didn't mean to! I'm just trying to stay steady! Y-You said to not turn around! I'm not peeking! I p-promise!"
"I know, I know~" she cooed, squeezing his waist a little tighter. "You're such a good boy for me. That's why I don't mind sharing them with you."
Asahi blinked, ears practically steaming.
"A-Amu-Chan...!"
She laughed and rocked him gently side to side, loving the way he melted into her even as he squirmed.
"Nee~ A-Chan, can I ask you something?"
"Y-Yeah...?"
"Other than Onii-Chan... what kind of girls do you like?"
His body froze. Then slowly, like a wind-up toy returning to motion, his arms pressed harder against her chest again. A soft, accidental moan slipped from Aiko's lips before she could stop it. Her eyes fluttered as she swallowed her voice back down.
Asahi's voice came in a whisper. "I... I think... I like girls like you. I mean... Amu-Chan... I like you. I l-love you... after Onii-Chan."
She went still.
Asahi turned his head just slightly, burying deeper into her cleavage again as he mumbled, "You're so much fun to play with... and your body is really... really... nice. You smell good too. And you hug me like no one else."
Aiko's heart thumped.
She didn't even hesitate. Her arms tightened around his stomach, then slid up until she was hugging his chest fully from behind, resting her cheek on the back of his head. Every inch of space between them vanished. She felt him. Every shiver, every heartbeat.
"Awwwh... A-Chan... you're going to make me cry. You're so sweet. Why are you this sweet?!"
She squeezed tighter. The boy let out a small squeak, caught between embarrassment and bliss.
"I love you too, A-Chan. I mean it. I adore you. You're ridiculously cute. My little angel. If you were any more perfect, I might not let Onii-Chan have you back."
Asahi whimpered softly.
"B-But I... I want to be with both of you...! Is that wrong?"
"Nope! Not at all!" Aiko kissed the top of his head. "That just means you're greedy~ Just like me."
They stayed like that for a while.
The muffled sounds of splashing and whispered moans from the tub faded into the background, unnoticed by either of them. Asahi's fingers slowly unclenched, resting openly on her breasts, like he finally accepted his position. Aiko hummed softly, cradling him.
Aiko's fingers gently traced along Asahi's sides as she cradled him against her, her arms still tightly wrapped around his small frame. His face was completely buried in her chest—his warm cheeks squished into her soft cleavage, lips slightly parted against her skin. She could feel every tiny breath he took, every nervous shiver that ran down his spine.
But what really made her giggle?
The death grip he had on her boobs.
His little hands were squeezing them like stress balls—tightly, desperately, as though his life depended on it. It was cute. Too cute.
"A-Chan~" she sang in a sweet, syrupy voice, her lips brushing against the top of his head. "You're holding on really tight, you know~"
"I-I'm sorry!" he squeaked instantly, not daring to lift his face. "I-I wasn't trying to! I-I just got startled and my hands m-moved on their own!"
She giggled, shifting her chest just a little so his hands sank in deeper. His fingers twitched helplessly.
"I didn't say I minded~" she whispered close to his ear. "In fact... I really like it when you do that."
"Amu-Chan!" he whined, writhing in embarrassment—but his hands didn't let go. If anything, they clutched tighter.
She bit her lip, letting out a soft, teasing moan. "Mmm... You really are becoming a naughty little boy, huh?"
Asahi's whole body stiffened.
Aiko tilted her head, curious, feeling the sudden tension in his lap—and then... her eyes widened slightly.
"Oh~?"
She felt something poking at her. Right against her lower belly. Small, warm, twitching.
"A-Chaaaan..." she purred with a mischievous grin, hugging him even closer, grinding her hips just enough to make sure. "Is that what I think it is~?"
Asahi immediately tried to squirm away, but Aiko wouldn't let him. She wrapped her legs around his, trapping him completely in her soft embrace.
"Y-Y-You're imagining things!" he sputtered, face bright red and steaming. "I-I-It's just! I just! Y-Your boobs are really—!"
"Squish."
His fingers clenched again, this time unintentionally pulling her breasts together even harder.
"Mmm! A-Chan!" she gasped, head tilting back. "You're grabbing them so hard now~ Is this revenge for teasing you?"
"N-No!! I didn't mean to!!" Asahi panicked, trying to loosen his grip—only to grab onto them even more frantically.
Aiko laughed breathlessly, her body shaking as she snuggled closer to him.
"You're like a tiny little pervy koala," she teased. "Hugging me... squeezing me... poking me~"
"Y-You're the one making it worse!" he cried, burying his face deeper into her chest like an ostrich trying to escape reality.
"I know, and I'm having so much fun~!" Aiko grinned.
She leaned forward just slightly, her breath hot against his ear.
"Nee~ A-Chan, since you said you love me... and that you think I smell good... does that mean I turn you on~?"
"AMU-CHAN!!!"
His squeal echoed through the steamy air, loud enough that a faint splash came from the tub. Distantly, Ai's voice could be heard, moaning between breaths, while Yuki's soft gasps followed.
But Aiko and Asahi didn't even glance that way.
They were locked in their own little chaos.
"You're so stiff~" she teased, tapping his back. "And not just your posture~"
"Stop it! You're too mean!" he groaned, fists pounding weakly against her boobs—which just made them jiggle around his face more.
"Mean? Me~?" she laughed. "You're the one with a boner rubbing against my stomach while squeezing my boobs like you're kneading bread~"
"I-I'm not doing it on purpose!" he whined, voice cracking in flustered agony. "Y-You're making it happen! I'm innocent!"
"Uh-huh~ Sure you are~" she purred, rubbing her cheek against his fluffy hair. "But I'm not mad. In fact..."
Her hands slid down from his chest to his tummy, then rested low on his hips, fingers drumming playfully.
"...I think it's adorable."
"D-Don't say that stuff!" he yelped.
"Why not~? I love this version of you, A-Chan. Blushing, squirming, and completely at my mercy~"
"I-I'm not at your mercy!"
"Oh~?"
She suddenly leaned back and bounced him lightly in her lap.
"Then let go of my boobs."
He froze.
Five seconds passed.
"...I-I can't," he whispered.
"HA! I knew it!" she burst out laughing, hugging him again. "You're hopeless! My hopeless, pervy little A-Chan~!"
Asahi groaned in humiliation, practically vibrating in place. He twisted in her hold, accidentally grinding himself against her again.
"Ah~" she bit her lip, faking a moan. "So assertive~ Is this your new strategy, humping your way out of embarrassment~?"
"AMU-CHAAAN!!"
He buried his face deeper than ever before, hoping the earth would swallow him whole.
"I can't do this...!" he muttered. "I'm too embarrassed...! I'm gonna die..."
"You'll be fiiine~" she cooed. "I'm right here, see~? Just keep hugging me. You're warm. You're cute. You're hard."
"STOPPPP!!"
The poor boy trembled violently.
Then—
Squish.
He retaliated.
Asahi squeezed her boobs with all the might his tiny fingers could muster. A full-on revenge squeeze.
"AHHN~!" Aiko moaned sharply, jolting from the pressure. Her back arched slightly. "Y-You little...!"
She looked down at him, eyes gleaming.
"A-Chan... did you just attack me with your adorable hands?"
"I had to!! You wouldn't stop teasing me!"
"You'll regret that~"
Before he could react, she tickled his sides mercilessly.
"GAHH!! Amu-Chan no!! Not the tickles!!"
"Too late! I'm punishing you~"
Their playful chaos escalated—Asahi flailing helplessly in her lap while trying to maintain his death grip on her boobs, Aiko laughing so hard she had to bite her lip to stay quiet.
From the tub, the faint sounds of water sloshing and Ai's voice panting Shin's name mingled with Yuki's sharp breaths. But outside the tub, their little comedic war continued.
Eventually, Aiko pulled him back in tight again, brushing his hair lovingly.
"You're the worst, A-Chan... and I adore you so much for it."
Asahi, cheeks burning, mumbled, "...Y-You're evil..."
"And you're erect," she teased back.
He let out the saddest whimper of his life.
She kissed the top of his head, eyes softening slightly behind the mischief.
"Thank you for saying you love me. I really do mean it when I say I love you too. Even if I tease you all day, you're precious to me."
"...Even though I got... you know... like this?"
"Especially because of that~ It means you're healthy and honest~"
"...Can I still hold you like this?"
"You better."
They snuggled quietly again, breath slowing, heartbeats syncing.
Then, after a long silence, Asahi whispered:
"...I'm never telling Onii-Chan about this."
"Good. Because if you do, I'll tell him you started humping me~"
"AMU-CHAAAAAN!!!"
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END OF CHAPTER : 159 : YOU'RE GETTING SO NAUGHTY, A-CHAN!
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