Never in his life that he would've thought he'll be in a situation like this. Like really. Moments ago they were just messing around, nothing like that mind you; or so, it went from a friendly to an intimate one real quick.
Sure, he may have developed feelings for the girl, and thoughts even, but no way his accidental perverted fantasies will be visualized in real life. Maybe he was dreaming? No. Hallucination? Hell no. He was not an addict, but a normal high school boy!
Hold on.
With a slightly sleazy side and an imbalanced luck and misfortunes? Yeah. On the former? Maybe, maybe not. Well, who knows. He is still a teenage boy with an uncontrollable libido just like other teen-
Okay, maybe that was exaggerated a little bit. Don't you think so? It was like the more you read, the more things don't make sense, and things stray further away from the original topic it was talking to. Ah! Who the hell asked!
Ahem.
Again, Oreki never would've thought. Never crossed in his mind. Like, no, no, no. That, Ibara; A annoyingly sharp mouthed girl that only does every single time she is with you is to criticize every action you do, would act girlishly and straddle him down as if they were lovers.
But he hoped so. But didn't because the author said so. It doesn't matter, anyways. He's maidenless, after all. No big deal. Or maybe. Maybe not because nobody asked. Ouch. He only has his hand. That must've hurt.
Furthermore, the said man is concerned about his situation right now. He is nervous. He really is. The feeling, the adrenaline, his unconveyed conflicted feelings. His heartbeat, that is beating very fast, can possibly surpass an average BPM of Camellia/Cametek songs.
The look in her eyes, the way her lips quiver, her scent, her figure and her unjustified pair of mountains... Yeah that would suffice. I don't want to sound like a pervert, okay? Sorry?
Geez, what's with this unreliable narrator? He's here to tell a story and not to infuse his story into this story. How troublesome.
"Please stop..." Oreki pleaded as his feelings started to go out.
This is bad, really bad, he thought. Any more of this can lead to another... and you know what that means.
"Hmm?" Ibara touched his cheek, giving a kinky wink and continued. "Make me."
With that, she snatched his lips. Each other's fighting for dominance; No one wants to lose, yet neither win. This time they are fighting each other but being honest to each other. No hostility, only love. Later, the small kissing part will turn into a full-blown steamy boom-boom session.
Who knows? I'll leave that in your imagination.
