Oresama teacher is one of the mangas I've found and that got me hooked up and getting my imagination going nuts.

As a warning my fanfics are as always labelled as mature for a good reason. Those of you that have read my earlier fanfics know what I'm talking about.
I serve lemons. Lots of lemons.

This fanfic has been written under a long time. I promised myself that I would write it from start to finish before putting it up. So yes. It is complete already.

I've only borrowed characters from Izumi Tsubaki and the series Oresama teacher. I exhort you to buy her mangas and make sure that she will continue with this series.

Enjoy!

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Kurosaki Mafuyu woke up feeling content and warm. She tried to move into a comfier position and realized that she couldn't move the way she wanted to. Her eyes opened in an instant. What the heck?! She tried to move once again but became dead still when the heavy arm on top of her was doing more than holding her down on the madras. Her heart started to beat uncontrollable quick and she glanced to the side. What the… Takaomi-san?! What did he do in her bed again?! She turned away her eyes from him and looked down at her front.

Kurosaki stopped breathing. His hand was really gripping her breast! It groped her small breast through the fabric of her t-shirt she was wearing. She felt the panic increasing. 'How do I wriggle out of this hold without waking him up?! Man, he would kill her if he knew what was going on… not caring about that he and not her that was the one doing the…the…' She thought. Just as she was about to try wriggle herself free she gasped of the electric shock she received. The strong fingers on the hand had moved a bit and softly fondled the peak her nipple had turned into. The sensation was both the scariest thing she had been through in her 21-year-old life, but at the same time the movement made her feel… different. She tried to move again but her body had quit working. Maybe her brain had burned up and the logical circuits up there had overheated once too many times. Or maybe it was just the hands movement that was a bit too hypnotic for her… She both saw and felt how his thumb and index fingers softly pinched it this time.

Kurosaki gasped once again. It felt like a lightning bolt went through the fabric, through her breast and down towards her spine and down between her legs. Making her whole body shivering not from being cold but something else. She gasped again and this time she was shocked of the sound that came out from her mouth when the thumb and index fingers pinched her nipple through the fabric once again. Was it really her that made that… mewling sound? She felt how she without thinking about it arched her back so that her breast pushed into the hand and fingers that made the sparks move through her like that.

Her breast ached for more. She wanted…

A soft warm breath filled her right ear and neck.

"I didn't know you were this sensitive to my touch Mafuyu..."

"Wah!" Kurosaki screamed and in less than a second she bolted up from the bed, her elbow hitting something and then she fell hard on the floor. She quickly turned around and scrambled into a sitting position ignoring the pain on her nose. She gaped at the half naked, ruffled haired smiling bastard that looked back at her with a smiling grin. He looked like he didn't even feel the red and swollen chin that had been in contact with her elbow.

"Damn you Takaomi-san! Stop harassing me!" she yelled and felt embarrassed. She had made a fool out of herself once again!

He slowly rose from her bed and finally he seemed to realize that his chin was aching. He rubbed it with the other hand that had fondled her breast just seconds before… It was like he realized something, and he looked down at the hand, opened and clinched it a couple of times before looking at her once again.

"You do know that breast massage can make breasts bigger Mafuyu. Since yours are so small I can gladly help with that..." he said and made a groping hand sign with it towards her.

"You're such a jerk Takaomi-san!"

Kurosaki Mafuyu covered her breasts with her own hands trying to hide them away from the fiend in front of herself and almost gasped again when she felt how hard and swollen they felt. She felt ridiculous and like she had gotten into his trap by doing so. Damn that man! She hurried out from her room and into the bathroom where she quickly locked the door before sagging down on the floor with her back to the door.

A loud bang was heard when her head hit the door. She sighed and banged into it again with frustration. Her eyes open staring into the ceiling but not seeing the answers she wanted.

How the heck did she end up like this?! It had been like this the last couple of weeks, no, not the same since he hadn't touched her like this earlier. She tried to calm down and think about what the heck Takaomi-san had gotten his ideas of bullying her from. She went back to the beginning of when all this started…

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First chapter done.

What do you think? Please write me a review and tell me what you think.

And as I promised. The next chapter is already available.

/Aaska