The lemon isn't done yet. Apologies.
Chapter 5 will definitely be the grand finale. (:
keep checking back! and enjoy chapter 4.
Aoki could feel his whole body tense as her tender fingers were touching him.
When she circled his nipples, tiny sensations of ice went through his back and he held in a moan, trying to be strong.
Her soft touch was driving him crazy and he felt his eyelids close slowly, loving the feeling he was getting.
But then she stopped.
"Now what?" he heard her whisper, she looked away as she said this.
He smiled.
"Keep going lower, Rin." he answered, his uncontrollable desire for her surrounding his senses.
As she unzipped his pants, panic swelled up behind his closed eyes, and he opened them.
He leaned forward quickly and grabbed her shoulders,
"Kokonoe, I-I.. don't think this is a good idea." he said, blushing. She looked too cute, under him.
He felt his member poke out of his unzipped pants from his new position.
No.
"This is .. Wrong." he said, shaking his head in disbelief.
"But what does it feel like?" Rin said, shrinking deeper in his sofa. Her face was red, perhaps as red as his.
"It uh .. It feels .." his cock rubbed against her thigh then, and he couldn't speak anymore.
He felt his chest press up against hers, and smelled her sweet breath as he leaned in closer.
"Aoki .." she said quietly. Her giant eyes staring into his, he couldn't take it anymore.
He suddenly felt his lips on hers and she tasted like cherries. His tongue licked the soft surface briefly and he heard a soft moan.
"You like that, hm?" he caressed the smooth outline of her jaw, and coyly pecked her nose.
"Yes, Sensei." she said, smiling.
"Kokonoe, I .. can't do this to you. You're my student." he said, straightening his arms so his face was farther away from hers.
He could feel the guilt rising up inside him. He would never want to take advantage of this beautiful, sweet smelling child.
His brows furrowed, and his body unconsciously rolled off of Rin, concentrating. He was sitting up, thinking over the hurt, confusion.
"But do I look pretty?" he heard her say in his left ear. He glanced at her, and his heart thumped strongly in his chest.
Her tank top straps were drooping dangerously low, off of her shoulders. The shorts she wore earlier were gone now, her legs folded behind her, covering a clear view of her panties.
Her long brown hair was out of the childish pig-tails, and free flowing strands were draped over her entire body.
He could feel his throat make a sound, a choking sound. His face and chest were burning hot and he knew his cheeks and neck were bright red.
But suddenly he couldn't feel the cushiony-feel of his couch anymore.
He fell on the floor, hard. His tush hurt from the hard wooden panels of his apartment.
"K-Kokonoe!" he exclaimed, covering his mouth with his right hand.
She giggled, and blinked innocently, "Well? Am I or aren't I?" she asked, raising her arms questioningly.
He scooted a little farther, using his legs and feet to push his upper body.
"You're.." he paused, "beautiful."
Aoki hid his face, ashamed of wanting to do things with this child.
"But, you need to keep.. Your innocence." he said, not looking at her. If he so much as glanced he would be speechless.
"For how long? As long as you did?" she accused. Her arms were crossed, annoyed.
Bitch!