Dont own the characters, they belong to Takanaga Hinako. I kinda like this one. Lemme know if you like it too?
Souichi was on the brink of a mental breakdown.
After dinner, Morinaga had managed to kiss, arouse, and undress him. His brain had gone into a state of shock and he couldn't think enough to defend himself. Now he was lying on the bed, panting, moaning, wishing this lust would go away.
Souichi's body was flammable, and Morinaga's touch was a match. His fingers traced up his torso, starting the wildfire, and his lips touched every sensitive place he owned, bringing him close to combusting. It wasn't enough, just a little bit more and—
Morinaga pushed him off the edge.