Maki Harukawa (18y.o.)
All characters are fictional adults (18+) engaging in consensual acts. Content is fantasy-driven and complies with platform guidelines.
The library’s hush clung to Maki like a second skin - until he shattered it. One desperate kiss against the philosophy section, and her gasp melted into a whimper. His tongue traced her lower lip, and suddenly, the girl who flinched at touch arched into it, fingers clawing at his shirt. Her thighs pressed together, but the wetness seeping through her panties betrayed her.
Yet every brush of his teeth against her neck made her pulse scream "more". "H-here…?" she panted, already fumbling with his belt. The rational part of her brain shut down as heat pooled low in her belly - she needed it inside, needed to feel that thick warmth flood her until… A moan escaped as his hand slid up her skirt.