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“ ugh . . yeah . . ” but she doesn’t remove her clothes , as sweat drips down the sides of her face — clearly at comfort with such warmth . gazing at her freshly poured shot with half - lidded , drunken eyes . . .

yeah , yeah- yeah . . of course . she’s just staring at the other woman , even with a shot in front of her . staring . staring . she’s perfectly safe ! and the NEET is tooootally ready for another round !

ughhhhhhGHHHH ! it’s fine . it’s , like , sooo fiiiiine , heheh * hic - don’t mind her as she slurps down the shot , dropping the measured glass as the alcohol burns her throat , hands messily lifting to clutch her face and bangs . a moan of drunken anguish - .

really ? when she’s tearing up , stumbling and contemplating feeding her more . . self - destructive habits ? after all that ? still offering her more ? gosh , just her type , hyehehee ~ !

ㅤㅤㅤ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ * she’s drunk . . ㅤㅤㅤ

the little stalker’s brain might just melt if she hears that . . and that would be nice . the neet likes edm , perhaps they could have their own private rave ?

kinda cute . . ? don’t make eryn squirm anymore than she does already when she thinks about the raver . . !

the gooey neet - seed glazed Kaze’s hand after the simple handshake , making a hot mess of her palm and fingers . “ a . . h -! ” eryn squeaked , a delayed reaction , her eyes wide and face red — staring in shock at their messy hands . . . . this is why she can’t have friends .

it did not go well . * 𝗦𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗦𝗛—𝗦𝗣𝗟𝗥𝗧 ♡ the sound filled the air as their hands connected , something sticky , heated and unfathomably thick filling Kaze’s palm and oozing between her fingers . . . . it seems that eryn didn’t have time to clean her hands at all . +

eryn admitted softly , blinking sparsely — the only thing she wanted to watch was the teacher , after all !

shaky , sweaty hands pinch and claw at the can , taking a moment to open it . and the neet wasted no time gulping down a mouthful , beer oozing down the corner of her lips as she stares awkwardly at her sensei . “ i . . i don’t know what to put on . . ” ( + )

the neet makes a variety of awkward sounds . gasps , fast stutters and strange whimpers . her eyes dart around nervously , hands trying to conceal her lengthy , thick and seed - soaked length . “ you - hwwheh ? - - looking for something ? c - can you help me find my glasses ? ”

the shut - in whines , groans and shivers in a strange , wilting sound of pleasure — a hot mess glazing her lap . turning in her chair , huffing softly as she reaches around , trying to find her glasses , but instead catching sight of the visitor . “ h - hwuaaaah ?! “ * 💧

that gentle kiss knocks all breath from the shut - in’s lips , her eyes widening , a corner of her lips twitching . “ hyeeeh . . yeeeeees , teach . . ” the rose cheeked girl said , stumbling dizzily over to her sensei’s couch and taking a seat , hands playing with her skirt . .

her eyes widen slightly , before her eyelids sink back to that half - lidded , loving gaze . “ y . . you would . . drink beer with . . me ? ” she takes in an audible , deep breath . “ let’s have beer . . . t - together . . fwehehe ~ ”

“ hwaaah ~ ♡ . . y - yes , i’m thirsty . . ” there’s a slight whine and moan to her shaky , fragile voice , as she fills her lungs once more with the woman’s scent before lifting her gaze up to meet kaori’s eyes . “ what . . what do you have to drink ? ”

“ K . . Kaze ? That’s a . . fhweeh ~ . . cute name . . ” her cheeks are red , sweat oozing down her brow , breaths still holding at a gentle pant . from the darkness , the silhouette of her hand appears , offering to shake the fellow neet’s hand . . . . . . . ♡

“ oh , uhm . . i think the sound is coming f - from upstairs , yeah . . ! ” the skittish girl blurted out swiftly , her eyes wide with adrenaline , bizarrely captivating amethyst eyes continuously glancing and appreciating her neighbour from head to toe .

there’s an almost hysteric , nervous giggle vibrating from the neet’s lips against the sensei’s bust , her body squirming and shivering at the compliments . . “ haaaah ~ . . th - thank you . ” the raven haired girl’s arms wrap around the woman , squeezing her tightly . . .

eryn’s hair is a total mess , and matted with sweat . her thick framed glasses are fogged up with heat , and resting at an obvious tilt on her face . the otaku . . might have interrupted something — “ o - oh , haah — uhm . . h - hello — kyeeehehe — ♡ ” she’s out of breath . .