The room pulsed with soft breaths, flushed skin, and bodies tangled in a quiet heap of heat and affection. Shin lay beneath them all—his heart pounding hard, not from exhaustion, but from the overwhelming feeling of belonging.
Yuki's breath tickled his chest, Ai's warmth pressed against his side, Rika's arms draped loosely over them, and Aiko curled up against his other flank, her bare skin sticky with shared sweat.
A sigh escaped his lips.
He looked up at the ceiling with a crooked smile before he whispered, low and sharp like a switch being flipped:
"Alright… That's enough of you all having your way with me…"
Every head turned toward him, eyes wide and startled. Their exhausted limbs tensed slightly.
He grinned, eyes gleaming.
"…Now it's my turn."
A shiver rippled through the group.
Before any of them could react, Shin sat up with practiced grace, muscles flexing under the pressure of their weight. Aiko gasped as his hand found her wrist and gently—but firmly—pulled her away from the group. Her eyes widened in a mix of surprise and anticipation as he guided her to lay on her back.
"T-Taa-Kun…?" Aiko whispered, her breath catching.
But he didn't answer—not with words.
He pinned her softly beneath him, his body hovering over hers, eyes filled with heat. Her legs instinctively parted to welcome him, her breath shaky, her cheeks flushed a deep pink. Shin leaned down slowly, capturing her lips in a deep, lingering kiss. His fingers traced the curve of her cheek before trailing down to her shoulders and then to the generous swell of her chest.
Her back arched slightly, a tiny whimper escaping her throat as he cupped her breasts with both hands—fingers splaying, then squeezing, feeling the way her body reacted to his touch. He broke the kiss only to press his lips to her jawline, then her neck, trailing lower and lower until his mouth found her breast.
Aiko trembled.
Her fingers gripped the bedsheets as Shin's tongue circled her sensitive nipple, sucking softly, then biting gently. He pinched the other with his free hand, teasing and kneading as his body settled fully against hers. She could feel his heat—his hunger—pressing firmly between her thighs.
"Taa-Kun… ah…" she whimpered, her breath ragged. "Y-you're… teasing me too much…"
He chuckled low in his throat and looked up at her with mischief in his eyes.
"I haven't even started yet, Haa-chan."
Aiko's heart nearly stopped.
His rhythm began, slow and purposeful. His hips rolled against hers, drawing a gasp from her lips with each motion. Her fingers tangled in his hair as she pulled him close, her body writhing beneath his. She moaned softly into his mouth as he kissed her again, passionately, possessively, then dipped his head once more to her chest, nipping and sucking, marking her with kisses and warmth.
Behind them, the others watched—entranced.
Ai sat upright, breath still shaky, her thighs rubbing together subtly. Rika licked her lips, eyes heavy-lidded, tracing every movement of Shin's body with a hungry gaze. And Yuki—poor Yuki—his cheeks flushed pink, squirmed where he sat, already stroking himself gently, biting down on his wrist to keep from moaning too loudly.
One of his hands disappeared behind him, fingers trembling as they pushed inside, and his breath hitched. His hips twitched.
"B-baka… you said it's your turn, but you're not even looking at me…" he thought bitterly, lips pouting—but his hand didn't stop.
Rika shifted to sit closer beside Ai, her fingers dipping between her own legs as she watched Aiko arch and gasp under Shin. She leaned in and whispered something naughty into Ai's ear, making the girl flush even deeper before her own hand followed suit, mimicking Shin's pace.
But Aiko—Aiko was drowning.
Every stroke, every thrust, every flick of Shin's tongue sent her spiraling deeper into a haze of desperate want. Her body responded to him like it always did—eagerly, willingly, lovingly.
"Taa-Kun… I… I love you so much it hurts…"
Her voice broke with a moan.
And Shin, above her, whispered against her ear, "I know. I feel it, Haa-chan. All of it."
Then he kissed her again—soulfully—holding her tighter, moving faster, letting their bodies connect in a rhythm that grew louder, wetter, needier.
They were lost in each other.
Ai, Rika, and Yuki touched themselves in silence, lips parted in breathless awe at the raw display of passion before them.
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Aiko cried out beneath him, fingers clenching the bedsheets as her body surged in trembling waves of pleasure. Her skin was slick with sweat, her hair sticking to her flushed cheeks, and her thighs shook from the effort of holding on.
Shin's body moved with power and rhythm, hips grinding down into her again and again, filling her with heat, each thrust making her gasp out his name louder than the last.
"T-Taa-Kun! Aah—Taa-Kun, I… I—!"
Her voice cracked into a desperate moan as her body convulsed again—her fourth climax, and still Shin didn't stop. His breath was ragged, his forehead resting against hers, and his hands pressed tightly against her hips to keep her from squirming away.
"You're… not done yet, Haa-chan," he growled softly, his voice low and hoarse, strained from holding back. "One more… Give me one more…"
Aiko whimpered beneath him, her eyes glassy with bliss and tears. Her body was completely at his mercy, but she didn't want him to stop. Her heart swelled, chest heaving, and all she could do was nod through another moan.
Around them, the room was filled with soft, broken breaths and the subtle rustle of movement.
Yuki had stopped stroking himself. He sat near the foot of the bed, legs folded under him, his flushed face turned toward Shin, eyes wide with a helpless longing. His slender fingers had long since stilled between his thighs. He couldn't keep going—not like Ai and Rika, who were still lost in their own rhythm, touching themselves as they watched with flushed, heavy eyes.
Rika licked her lips, hand working with practiced ease as she leaned back on her other arm, her gaze fixed on Shin's every movement. Ai's face was half-buried in her pillow, her fingers trembling between her legs, her moans muffled as she tried to suppress the heat building inside her.
"Why does watching him like this make it even harder to stop?" Ai thought with a whimper. "Even after all that… I still want more…"
But Shin's focus was only on Aiko.
His hand reached down again, slipping between her legs to touch her where she was most sensitive, rubbing slow circles that made her jerk and cry out again.
"No—T-Taa-Kun, I—ahhh—!"
Her fifth climax hit her like a tidal wave—her whole body arching and shuddering violently beneath him, her breath catching in a choked scream. Her fingers clutched at his back, dragging nails down his skin as her body clenched around him.
And that was what finally broke Shin.
With a guttural groan, he buried himself one last time and spilled inside her, trembling with the force of release. His body jerked as he gasped into her shoulder, holding her close, lips brushing her collarbone.
They stayed locked like that for several seconds—breathing, hearts pounding, slick with shared heat.
But Shin wasn't done.
Not yet.
Gently, he pulled out, brushing a strand of damp hair from Aiko's cheek. Her eyes were half-lidded, her lips parted, her body limp from exhaustion, but filled with love.
"I… love you, Taa-Kun…" she whispered.
"I know, Haa-chan." He kissed her temple. "I love you too."
Then he turned to Yuki.
The boy stiffened, heart leaping into his throat.
"Yuki," Shin said softly.
Yuki met his gaze—trembling, cheeks flushed.
"Y-you came already… you should rest…"
Shin reached out and cupped the boy's face.
"You didn't finish… right?" he asked.
Yuki bit his lip, hesitating. His hands had long fallen to his sides, unable to keep going on his own. A soft, frustrated whimper left his throat.
"…No…"
"Then it's my turn to help," Shin murmured, leaning in.
Yuki gasped as Shin gently laid him back, guiding his legs apart with careful hands. The heat of embarrassment and anticipation made his whole body stiffen.
"S-Shin, I—"
"You don't have to do anything," Shin whispered, brushing Yuki's bangs from his forehead. "Let me make you feel good."
And then Shin kissed him—softly at first, then deeper, letting his body press over Yuki's trembling frame. Yuki moaned into the kiss, hands clutching Shin's arms, thighs tense from nervousness and excitement.
Shin's pace was different with him—gentler, more careful.
Yuki's breath caught as he felt Shin's warmth between his thighs, pressing inside slowly, stretching him in a way that made his toes curl. His whole body shivered.
"Nnngh—Shin…!"
"I've got you," Shin whispered into his ear, voice low and reassuring.
Their bodies moved together—Shin giving, Yuki receiving, their rhythm slow but intense, intimate. Shin kissed his neck, his jaw, whispered soft praises with every motion.
Yuki's head rolled back, lips parting in a silent moan. He had never felt anything like this—being wanted, being held like this, worshiped so deeply.
Behind them, Ai and Rika were still watching, both still trembling as they touched themselves, unable to look away.
Rika's hand moved faster as she watched Shin whisper sweet words into Yuki's ear. Ai was shaking again, her eyes glassy with tears and desire, mouthing Shin's name like a prayer.
"He's everything," she thought. "And we all belong to him…"
Yuki gasped again, crying out softly as he gripped Shin tighter.
"Shin—! I… I'm gonna…!"
"I'm right here," Shin whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Let go, Yuki…"
And when Yuki came again, trembling and breathless, his tears fell freely. Not from pain—but from overwhelming love.
Shin held him close, even as his own breath grew ragged again, even as his pace quickened.
And in that moment, nothing else in the world mattered but them.
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END OF CHAPTER : 173 : NOW IT'S MY TURN!
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