"Why are you here again?" The beige-haired girl lashed out with a cold, cutting scream the moment her eyes landed on me, her face frozen into a dark, icy scowl.
This was Kushida Kikyou or rather, the version of her that existed after her little angel act had completely collapsed, after she'd lost all her popularity and could no longer play the sweet darling for everyone around her.
And honestly? That made it the perfect time for me to approach her… and breed her.
Of course, this wasn't our first meeting.
To be precise, the moment I obtained my Impregnation System, I already had my eyes set on her.
I didn't exactly "talk" to her much, but whenever we "accidentally" crossed paths in the hallway, my hands would find their way to her ass, groping and squeezing without shame.
Sometimes I would "slip" and let my face fall right into her breasts, acting like it was just clumsiness.
I'd even gone as far as brazenly smacking her ass in full view and pretending nothing happened, walking away like it was the most normal thing in the world.
Now, she finally snapped.
Her patience had run thin, but the interesting thing was, she never once actually tried to stop me before.
Why?
Because Kushida is narcissistic down to the bone.
The moment she stopped receiving validation, compliments, and praise… the moment people stopped orbiting around her… she became nothing more than a lonely, bitter girl craving attention.
When I stepped into her life during her lowest point, saw her darkest, ugliest side, and still tolerated and enjoyed her company, she couldn't bring herself to push me away.
She wanted validation so badly that even when I crossed the line, she let it happen.
Even now, with her voice sharp and venomous, I knew this was just her way of "talking" to me.
Time to put on my best act.
"Why can't I be here, Kushida-san? Did you forget? This isn't your house, it's school." I rolled my eyes, deliberately pretending I didn't get her meaning.
"You know exactly what I mean, Takashi. Don't play coy with me." She glared at me, her eyes burning with irritation.
"You don't like it? I thought you loved it, Kushida-san." I tilted my head, letting a hint of disbelief and mockery color my expression.
She scoffed, her tone cold as ice. "And what do you take me for? A whore? It's better you stay away from me, or I'll accuse you of rape. I still have your fingerprints on my dress."
I laughed, a low, dismissive chuckle at her childish threat. "Then I'll just tear that dress off you myself… and burn it."
Her chin lifted defiantly, but before she could spit another word, I closed the gap and crushed my lips against hers without hesitation.
She moaned into my mouth despite herself as my hand slid under her skirt, pressing firmly against the heat of her panties.
She bit down on my lip hard enough to draw blood, but that only made me kiss her deeper, hungrier.
She tried to shove me away, her hands pressing against my chest, but I didn't let go.
My fingers slipped past her panties, stroking and teasing until her soaked arousal was flooding through the fabric.
Only then did I finally break the kiss, pulling back with a smirk.
"It's delicious, Kushida-san. Go ahead, report me if you want. But I'm willing to bet the school already hates you and the law? They wouldn't want to waste their time protecting a bad girl like you, especially one who's ruined so many lives."
Her glare sharpened, pure venom in her eyes, but her mouth stayed shut.
I slowly ran my fingers through her hair, savoring every strand, appreciating that fiery, pissed-off look on her face.
She hated the situation, hated that I was touching her, yet she couldn't actually do a damn thing about it.
"Most people who've seen your true side can't stand you, Kushida-san. They despise you. But me? I'm the only one who's still willing to love you for what you really are. We're the same bad people. Rotten to the core. Bad breeds. So… how about being my girlfriend?"
She gave me a dramatic roll of her eyes, smacking my hand away with a sharp slap. "Ridiculous. I will never ever be your girlfriend. Never in a million years."
"Oh? So what you're saying is… you'd rather be handled the rough way?" My lips curved into a slow grin as I stroked her cheek, letting my thumb drag across her skin.
She looked gorgeous when she was like this, furious, but trapped.
Her expression darkened even further, and she spat her words like venom. "Don't you get it? I don't like you."
I shrugged like it was nothing, pulling my hand back.
For just a split second, I caught that flicker in her eyes, confusion, hesitation. "If you really didn't like it, Kushida-san, you would've slapped me a long time ago."
She stayed silent, turning on her heel to walk away.
Or at least she tried to.
I stepped forward and grabbed her from behind, pulling her tight against me so my rock-hard erection was pressed firmly into her ass through the thin fabric of her skirt.
Her breath fastened, half gasp, half moan, as my hand slid shamelessly over her body.
Without a shred of hesitation, I popped the buttons on her uniform one by one, ripping the last few open when they wouldn't yield fast enough.
Her bra barely hid anything, and in seconds I shoved it up to let her tits spill free, warm and heavy in my palms.
I kneaded them roughly, my thumbs brushing over her nipples until they hardened.
With my other hand, I yanked her skirt upward, exposing her panties.
"Kushida-san," I murmured against her ear, my tone dripping with mockery and lust, "you want this or not?"
Her jaw tightened and she spat out my name with rage. "You've gone way too far, Takashi."
"Since when have I not?" I scoffed.
Before she could protest again, I tore her skirt at the seam, the sound of ripping fabric filling the empty classroom.
I shoved her panties aside and slammed myself into her dripping pussy in one hard thrust.
Her gasp turned into a sharp cry as I felt the resistance give way, blood slicking my cock as I took her virginity right there against the desk.
"Oh… so this was your first time?" I smirked, driving into her harder. "How is it, Kushida? You're liking it, aren't you?"
She tried to glare over her shoulder, her face twisted between anger and something she didn't want to admit. "Hmph. Don't think this will make me like you."
I let out a dark chuckle. "Yeah? Then why is your pussy gripping me? You're soaking wet, Kushida. Your body's telling me the truth even if your mouth's telling otherwise."
She rolled her eyes again, but this time she didn't stop me when I pulled her head back and crashed my mouth onto hers.
The kiss was brutal, teeth clashing, tongues battling, breaths mixing with groans.
The desk creaked beneath us as I fucked her harder, pounding into her until my release hit.
I buried myself to the hilt, cumming deep inside her while she shuddered and clutched at the edge of the desk for balance.
When I finally pulled out, her uniform was torn, her hair was a mess, and she was barely standing, as she steadied herself on the desk in the silent, empty classroom.
I slumped into the chair with a heavy sigh. "Kushida-san… I don't want to be like this, but I couldn't hold myself back. I really want to have sex with you, to love you, to comfort you. I know my method was wrong, but you seemed lonely, and I wanted to do something for you."
"By raping the girl?" Kushida shot back without even blinking, rolling her eyes with that sharp, scornful look.
Her voice dripped with sarcasm and venom. "You just took advantage of me when there was no one else to stand by my side. Don't act like you're some kind of hero here, Takashi."
"If that's what you want to believe, then fine," I said, leaning back slightly.
"But at least I want what we have to last until we graduate. That's all I'm saying." I grinned, wiping away the melancholy I'd worn seconds earlier as if it had never been there in the first place.
"Dream on. I'm not stepping foot in this place ever again just to see your face." Her tone was pure rejection, her eyes radiating contempt.
"Oh, come on, Kushida-chan, that hurts," I replied with exaggerated fake pain in my eyes. "But think about it again. I'm the only one who's seen the ugliest, dirtiest side of you and still accepted you, still willing to love you, to talk to you. You won't find another guy as tolerant as me. Maybe there are others, but what are the odds they're also handsome like me and not some ugly bastard?"
For a second, her expression darkened.
Her eyes narrowed, and I could tell she was actually thinking about it.
"We can meet again," she said slowly, "but don't think about pulling those filthy stunts again. If you really like me… then do it properly."
That was basically a green light.
She'd just given me an opening to actually date her.
Yeah, it sounds fucked up.
But this was Kushida we were talking about, her brain didn't work like a normal person's.
Predictable wasn't in her vocabulary.
"Alright then… let's go on a date, Kushida-san." My grin stretched wider as I leaned in closer.
She didn't back away; her eyes locked on mine, bottomless, unreadable, dangerous.
"I will destroy you if you dare to abandon me or betray me like the others did, Takashi. My love is not cheap."
And then, before I could even react, she made the move.
Not me, her.
Kushida grabbed me, pressing her lips against mine, hard and unrelenting.
She shoved my back against the chair, kissing me like she wanted to consume me, refusing to let go.
I guess… this is life.
My fucked-up life in Classroom of the Elite.
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