Her lips trembled against his, but she didn't push him away.
Instead, Mayumi melted, her body, her walls, her excuses everything collapsing under the weight of that kiss.
Renji kissed like no boy she had ever known. No fumbling. No hesitation. Just raw, deliberate hunger.
When he finally pulled back, her breath came in sharp gasps.
Her knees felt weak. Her hand gripped his jacket just to stay steady.
"…Renji…" she whispered.
His hand traced her jaw, down her neck, his thumb grazing her collarbone.
"You don't want me to stop."
It wasn't a question. It was a statement.
Her body betrayed her, pressing closer to him. Her voice, though shaky, still tried to resist.
"This is… reckless. Someone might—"
He silenced her with another kiss, deeper this time. A kiss that devoured her protest and replaced it with a needy whimper.
When he pulled away again, his lips curved in a smirk.
"Then let's go somewhere no one will see."
They ended up at her apartment.
