A Saiyan's Prison Ride:
Chapter 16: The Madness Persists.
"Well, I'd guess that went better than expected, given the look on your face." Risa opined, as both she and Kate made it back into their shared room. The door clicking shut behind them, as the shinai-touting girl looked on at her leader and oldest friend. "Been quite a while since you've looked this joyful, Kate."
"Hehehe. Can you blame me, Risa?" Kate shot back with an audible, satisfied giggle, holding the biggest smile she'd had in a long while, as she sat herself down on her bed, producing what almost sounded like a moan of bliss as she hooked one smooth, sexy leg over the other. Her head upturning to what seemed like the heavens themselves as her hands planted down on the soft sheets and mattress of her bed. "I knew bringing Mitsuko along would give some benefit, but even I couldn't have guessed something like that would happen, nor everything that happened after. Not only did I gain Gohan-kun's favour quite handily, but I also managed to one-up and send that bitch Mari packing with her tail between her legs for once!"
This time, Risa was positive that Kate did moan, as she mentioned getting one over on the raven-haired leader of the USC. And it wasn't a short one, either. It was a long, drawn-out sound pouring out from the depths of her best friend's throat as she clutched the sheets of her bed between her curling fingers. Her face a mask of pleasure as she blushed unashamedly and quivered with excitement.
"No matter what I did, she always seemed to be one step ahead of me, overshadowing me at every turn, but in that hallway? For the first time, I could see it. That cool, composed mask of hers was finally cracked. That damnable calmness of hers was frayed, and she was showing genuine frustration and anger. I could see it all so fucking clearly." The orangette all but trilled, as she swiped her tongue along her lips. "Mmm… With how long she's spent pissing me off and getting in my way, seeing her be the one faltering for a change as I was in the dominant position…" She shuddered blissfully, and one could even say sexually, as she leaned back. "By Kami, it felt like I was having an orgasm by the end when she stomped off like a petulant child and all but admitted defeat…"
"Yeah, that kinda surprised me, I'm not going to lie." The shorter-haired girl remarked, as she made her way over and sat down on her own bed across from Kate, whilst bringing her wooden sword to rest over her knees. "That girl always seems to be in complete control of everything, with the kind of grace and composure that's won over pretty much all the girls in this school, with the exception of us. Yet, out there in the halls just now, she seemed flustered for some reason."
"For 'some reason'? Ohoh, Risa dear, let's not play dumb here. You and I both know what, or should I say whom, was responsible, or at least partially so, for Mari's little lapse out there." Kate smirked.
"Gohan, huh?" Risa hummed. A small, genuine smile on her face. "Not sure why that is. He seemed like a pretty decent guy from what I saw."
"That he is." Kate agreed. "And yet, somehow, he's managed to get under Mari's skin enough to make her act out. Quite the feat, given how insufferably calm and cool she's always been up to now."
"You think she really does have a prejudice against boys to such a degree that his mere presence in the USC might be the cause of it? I know you said as much back in the hallway, but I'm not sure."
"You're right to be. Personally, I don't believe that to be the case, either. Much as I despise her, to be that bent out of shape about him being made an honorary member of her little club temporarily would be out of character for her. I don't doubt she is quite annoyed and frustrated by that, but enough to where she'd visibly show it like she did a few moments ago? No. that'd be too easy. It has to be something else that I'm just not aware of. Something bigger." A curious, sly gleam entered her vibrant pools as she shivered openly with delight. "The real question now is, what that something might be?"
"Could be something to do with her father, the chairman." Risa piped up helpfully. "Rumour has it, she and him aren't exactly on the best of terms, so it's a possibility."
"I'd hardly call it a rumour, given she was one of the most vocal against his decision to allow boys into this school in the first place. Especially given what's ended up happening with the boys, it wouldn't surprise me if she resented him for his choice of bringing them in. If he is involved in it though, it has to be something more than the admittance of the boys that has her so irked…" Kate hummed in thought, pondering over what the exact cause of Mari's fractured composure mere moments ago could be about.
"I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually, Kate. Especially with Gohan paying our club a visit soon. Get him to come around regularly enough, and he should eventually give you a clue, even if he himself might be oblivious to it."
"Is that excitement I hear, for him coming over to see us?" The orangette teased with a light giggle as she picked up on her friend's enthusiasm at him coming to see them, before she finally gave her long-time friend a glance. "My, my, Risa… I didn't think he'd made that good of a first impression on you…"
"Oh, stuff it!" Risa gave a small laugh, taking her friend's playful comment as she knew she should, in jest. "I'm just intrigued by his martial arts background, is all. He's obviously at a high level, given how easily he could tell which martial art you practised, just by your grip alone from a handshake. Honestly wouldn't mind showing him some of my kendo moves if he shows me some of his in return. Think it could be fun."
"Hmm… I can't deny I'm a little intrigued by his knowledge myself." The Aboveground Student Council President acknowledged, as she placed a thoughtful hand beneath her chin. "You know, seeing as we're going to be seeing much more of him from now on, outside of his potential use against Mari, perhaps a friendly spar or two with him in Aikido might be fun, seeing as he's admitted to practising it himself at some point."
"Oh please, you just want to hear him compliment you more, don't you?" Risa teased back with a grin, recalling how flattered her friend had been by his compliments of her in the hall.
"Maybe." Kate said shamelessly, not even attempting to deny it, as she grinned back at Risa. "His praise does feel quite good, after all. It's not wrong to want more of it, especially when it's all true but doesn't get acknowledged as much as it should. Plus, if what I hear from some of the track girls who saw him exercising with miss big-boobed bimbo is to be believed, he's got a killer physique too. If nothing else, he'll make for some great eye-candy, particularly if I can convince him to spar with his shirt off."
Risa genuinely did blush at that thought, before letting another small laugh. "Heh, if those girls from the USC caught wind of that, they'd probably blow a fuse."
"As if either of us care what those bitches think." Kate smiled savagely. "If things go my way, which it looks like they will, I'll have each and every one of them under my boot." And when I do, I'll be sure to set the record straight between me and Mari, as to whom is superior, when I have her highness on her knees, grovelling at my feet. The orangette's eyes nearly glazed over at the thought, feeling her underwear become rather damp as she fantasized about the future with her most hated rival. About being dominant over her, and in total control. Oh yes… that'll be the best!
Meanwhile…
"Haaah…" Gohan breathed a sigh of relief, as he removed his uniform shortly after arriving at and entering the bathhouse for males. His absurdly erect, vein-riddled cock all but springing out with a vengeance as he unzipped and dropped both his pants and underwear within the changing area. The monstrous, ten-inch python almost taunting him with its arousal, as he removed his clothes and wasted little time getting his things in order within a basket, placing them inside one of the containers lined up against the wall before he placed the plastic-wrapped spare up above to be changed into when he was leaving. With that done, Gohan ignored the way his cock throbbed and began to make his way to the showering area. The half-breed bringing with him a towel and a bar of soap that were, conveniently for him, left next to the containers for use, assuming that shampoo, if needed, would be in reasonable abundance within the bathing area itself.
Unbeknownst to him just yet, as he slid open the door leading into the bathing section, a pair of brown eyes leered in from the door he'd left slightly ajar. As he walked in, a deep blush touched the cheeks of the one looking in, as they openly, and rather shamelessly stared at his behind just as much as his dick, gulping as they watched it sway from side to side with his stride inside. His stalker pushing the door open gently and carefully, as he closed the other door behind him, her bob-cut blonde hair swishing lightly in the wind, as she stepped inside and then closed the door behind her.
"Okay. Set to cold." Gohan said to himself, as he entered one of the shower zones and turned the temperature dial, right after placing his towel on a nearby rack mounted to the wall. There were no stalls separating any of the other showers from his, which would give anyone else, were they in here, full view of everyone else's private bits as they washed and cleaned themselves. The half-breed didn't put much thought into that design choice though, given this school was still an all-girls institution but only a month ago. Why bother trying to hide anything from anyone while bathing, when everyone was the same gender, and for the most part, it seemed, knew how to behave?
SHPREEEEEEEEEEEEE!
The shower head burst to life within seconds, and before long, Gohan stood beneath it being pelted by countless droplets of cold water that wetted his hair and skin at high velocity. The sound of the whirring machine above his head loud enough to where the half-breed could focus on and lose himself to it, finding it oddly calming as he let all thoughts fade, and hoped the coldness of the water pellets smacking and splashing down on his cooling body would eventually make his erection go away as he washed.
Becoming absorbed in his own cleansing, Gohan shut his eyes as he took the opportunity to scrub himself down with the soap, producing suds everywhere on his toned, muscular body that were washed away almost as quickly as they'd appeared, while paying extra care to not lather his penis, in case it became more excited from the action. The half-breed never noticing the sound of the door to the bathing area sliding open once again, as his blonde colleague peeped her head inside, and ogling him with hitched breath before pulling her head away from the open door-frame.
Nngh!... Why does everything feel so hot…? Hana bit her lip. Her expression one of confliction as she gripped her skirt, feeling her own arousal. His naked body… It's making my crotch feel all tingly… And my heart's beating so fast…!
Damnit, she almost wished he'd have chosen to stay in his room, but this place would allow for more privacy between them, which still made it a more preferred choice. Even if the way his nude body made her heart THU-THUMP, THU-THUMP, THU-THUMP fast and hard enough to ring in her ears, whilst making her face and core feel like they were set on fire, making her question if she shouldn't just go back to her room, before he noticed her. Try her best to get over what she was feeling after their previous confrontation without confronting him again.
No. Hana shut that latter idea down as soon as it cropped up in her mind with a shake of her head. I spent all day trying to do that, and I only ended up feeling worse by the end! A-As much as I've tried to tell myself I'm not at fault for anything, I can't deny this… this shame I'm feeling any longer. She thought anxiously, resting a hand on her chest over her ferociously beating heart. I-If I'm ever to be rid of it… much as I don't like it – and I don't like it! – I'll need his help… I-I'll need to… to…
Hana's eyes began to swirl, damn near, as she thought of what exactly she was here to do, and gulped at the only answer she'd been able to come up with to make things right. The blonde feeling her breath quicken along with her heart, whilst feeling her crotch become a little too uncomfortable within the confines of her leggings and panties. Beads of sweat from her discomfort alongside how abnormally warm her body felt cascading down her temple and brow, as her lips wobbled and her eyes shot to a basket on a nearby shelf filled with folded towels.
Impulse taking over, she reached for them while her other hand began to unbutton her blazer.
Back within the bathhouse itself, Gohan grabbed the shampoo and opened the lid, dousing his hand in the gooey liquid, before placing the bottle back on the ground, rubbing both hands together to lather both with the shampoo, and then bringing them up to scrub his matted, but still spiky hair. All while his eyes remained closed, allowing no stray thoughts to enter his mind, not only to be at peace, but also to ensure there was as little chance as possible that, while aroused, his thoughts could turn even the slightest bit dirty.
After a moment, in which he kept his hair away from the shower-spray, allowing it to mainly bounce and splash off his pecs, his hair was sufficiently lathered up, having turned a sudsy white covering and a good chunk of his hair, which had become much more tidy-looking, slicked back as it was. A kind of hair-style his mother had preferred on him, but had never been able to get to stick for long, even after a hair-cut, as his hair would always end up back in its usual, spiky form before long, without any assistance from Gohan himself.
Even being a half-breed, his Saiyan genetics were almost as prominent as they were for a pure-blooded one like Vegeta or his father, according to the former, much to his mother's chagrin at the time. Something about when Saiyan's are born, whatever hair they'd had at the time basically became a permanent fixture of a sort, so no matter how many cuts or reshapes it was given, it would always inevitably return to its original shape. Even their hair follicles were as stubborn as their spirits and the rest of them, it seemed.
For Gohan, his was a little more lenient, but as he'd found it alongside his mother, that was only in how long it took before the Saiyan hair thing kicked in. He got it when he'd fully hit puberty, as opposed to on the day of his birth. He'd had this very hair-cut upon turning thirteen, and, his mother wanting to try something else, had taken to cutting it herself, giving him the slicked-back hair that he could feel on himself now thanks to the shampoo, which'd only lasted for three days before his hair had grown back out and spiked up again.
Looking back, it was kinda amusing how his mother had freaked out after cutting it a few more times, only to be met with the same result again and again. She'd ended up going to Bulma to see what was wrong, only to end up with an explanation from Vegeta about Saiyan hair, and how that trait, due to his half-breed status, must've simply taken longer to come about.
Leaning his head back in to the showerhead's range, his hands continued to scrub along his scalp as the water rinsed through each of his locks. Before long, the shampoo was washed away as well, leaving both it and his body feeling refreshed, clean, and also cold. Not to the point of freezing, but enough to where the temperature of the blood in his blood-stream was greatly cooled, enough to where it should've had an impact on his 'problem' downstairs.
The venomous twitch he felt between his legs in response, as he finally opened his eyes, let him know before even looking down that his cock, despite being thoroughly doused and wet with cold water for multiple minutes now, hadn't lost even a little of its erect bulk. A somewhat frustrated sigh then peeled through Gohan, as his eyes glared down at it.
"Just what in the world am I gonna do with you?" He whispered in annoyance. "I'd rather not go through another sleepless night because of you."
Stepping back a little, and focusing in on the sound of the running water again, as well as the WRRRRR of the showerhead, Gohan let the countless, watery pellets bash down and splash over his lower midriff and pelvis, before he reached up for the showerhead which, thankfully, was something that could pull down without a fuss. The musclebound teen aiming it directly down at his penis this time, from a much closer angle, so as to allow as much of the cold droplets to splash against it as possible.
He knew it was a bit of a waste of water, but he hoped that if he stayed like this for a minute, perhaps the more direct downpour over it would calm his third leg down. Even if not completely, he was hoping it'd be enough for it to be manageable for him to sleep the rest of it off, this time.
When that minute elapsed, however, despite being stuck in a close, cold downpour, his manhood refused to shrink even a little under it, remaining as hard as ever. In fact, both to Gohan's surprise and dismay, his member only got more excited than it'd already been, under the cool stimulation of the beating water pellets focused on it. Even more veins cropping up over it, and forcing a noise of discomfort out of him as he finally turned the shower off and placed the showerhead back where it'd been.
As he did, he failed to catch the set of murky brown eyes on him again from the slightly open door, which caught him letting out a hot breath as he placed his hands on the wall and looked down at his groin, making a disgruntled sound.
"Oh, come on! Colder temperatures are supposed to cool down the bloodstream and then cause it to recirculate. It should be desensitizing you and making you less reactive to stimulation, but instead, the cold water has only seemed to make you worse!" Gohan groaned. Was this the added difference that Saiyan blood made, reacting to stimulants and such different from humans? In hindsight, he really should've asked Vegeta what other differences there were between humans and Saiyans when last they'd spoken, even if the man wasn't exactly the most approachable out there. It was to do with his people, after all, so he may well have been more forthcoming with it, even without Bulma's pestering. "This sucks…"
He'd thought he had priapism initially, but his case didn't match the symptoms – which he'd made sure to double-check as he was looking things up – except for his penis being able to remain erect well past what should be normal or possible without an issue for a human. Painfully hard, yes, but not in the progressively worsening way that was described in what he'd read. All of that was what had tipped him off it could be his Saiyan half causing it.
He couldn't try to go to sleep like this. Last time he'd hardly gotten even a wink of real sleep. Now though? He was even worse and doubted he'd get even a few minutes of proper shut-eye and that wasn't healthy. It was certainly possible for him to go about his day without having slept, but he would end up with cognitive impairment from sleep deprivation, which would only get worse the longer he couldn't get some genuine rest. And with all the blood rushing through his member right now, keeping it excessively excited, there was no chance he'd get that. And he didn't even know when it'd calm down either, given how long his previous erection had lasted.
Meditation didn't work. Cold temperatures weren't working either, and in his case, seemed to merely be acting as a stimulant, as absurd as that was. Almost as if his dick was just like the average Saiyan and took it as a challenge or something. Simply ignoring it definitely wouldn't work either, so, short of embarrassing himself by contacting Bulma over something like this for a pill, that left only one option.
The sound of the door to the showers snapping open, then shut behind him had Gohan flinching in surprise, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up, as his thoughts halted and his eyes widened, before swivelling around to see who'd entered.
"H-Hana!?" The half-breed's mouth hung open in shock, cheeks flooding red, as he saw the bowl-cut blonde had come inside the shower area. The girl, who shouldn't have been here with him, being dressed in nothing but a towel that wrapped around her body, leaving some cleavage exposed along with a sizeable portion of her lithe, creamy legs, as it covered her torso and groin. Her cheeks a cherry red as she kept her gaze to the showering half-breed, watching with somewhat laboured breath, as his nude, shredded body dripped with enough water to highlight every last contour of his chiselled physique, especially his abs and his huge, rigid cock.
"I-I can… help you, if you want…" She stuttered, clearly nervous and embarrassed herself, but also determined at the same time.
"H-Help me!?" Gohan stared in disbelief. His brain struggling to process what the hell was going on right now, especially with much of the blood that usually flowed through it, now flowing through his manhood, which twitched uncomfortably in the blonde's direction, as his hands flew down, seeking and failing to obscure his enormity from view. "Help me with what!? And what the hell are you even doing here, in the first place!?" He damn near screamed in severe discomfort. "Y-You're not meant to be in here, Hana! Th-This is supposed to be the male-only showers and… and…"
Gohan's words trailed away from him, breath catching in his throat, as Hana swallowed audibly before doing the unthinkable, by hooking her finger on the top rim of her towel and giving it a simple tug. A nervous one, which saw the only piece of obstruction keeping her with some modesty flutter and unravel slightly, revealing more of her toned, but curvy legs in her inner thighs, which got dangerously close to a certain part of her anatomy. Something which he caught the briefest glimpse of, whilst getting to witness more of her small, but no less perky breasts being exposed.
The hormonal boy, as aroused as he already was, could feel the way his penis throbbed at just that alone, shutting down all thought in his head momentarily.
"I-I'm here to… to…" Hana's face scrunched, as she struggled to get out what she wanted to say. "I'm here to apologize…"
"Huh…?" Brain still not working properly, Gohan at least managed to pull his gaze up mainly to her face, which was redder than his own, as her eyes seemed to be locked on his throbbing member, which could feel her gaze upon it. And as if enticed by it, pulsed even more than before, making what little ran through his mind in that moment even more of a jumbled mess.
"I-I've had suh… some time to think… and uhh… I realized that uhm… what I did before was… well, it was out of line…" She choked out as if someone had put her on the spot and her own brain was struggling to arrive at the proper words, as though they were in conflict with something she'd believed up until then. And even with Gohan's head not being screwed on correctly, at the moment, he still got what she was referencing. "Y-You were… right to be upset… with me…"
"U-Uhh… T-That's uhh… uhm… great and all… b-but…" The rational piece of Gohan's mind still hanging on for dear life told him to ask her to leave, or to leave himself, right then and there. And under more normal circumstances, he would've done precisely that, but the words never came out. In fact, he found himself rooted to the spot as a far more irrational part of him, which grew by the second, tried to convince him to do unspeakable things that he'd normally never even ponder.
"I… I know…" Hana gave a shaky nod, which gave Gohan the instant feeling that she'd come to her own conclusion about what he'd actually been about to say, especially when her cheeks blossomed an even more vibrant red and gave another damning tug on her towel. One that caused another slight unfurling of the only thing keeping her totally nude form from his viewing eyes. "I-It's one thing to… to say it… but… a whole other thing to… mean it…"
"H-Hana…" Gohan gulped anxiously, his body feeling way hotter than it should've, and was certain that it wasn't just shower water running down his naked form anymore, as his eyes twitched, refusing to leave Hana no matter what he mentally screamed at them to do. "Let's be… reasonable here…"
"Wh-What I'm doing is reasonable…" Hana squirmed in response, just as much to herself as to him, seemingly, as though a part of her wanted to dart away at that very instant, before she breathed in deeply through her nose, and then steadily let it out from her mouth, as a way to calm her nerves. To steel her resolve, even, as her eyes moved from his groin, up to his eyes. "I-It's the only reasonable way… to apologize…"
With that said, and while staring at him eye-to-eye with bright-red cheeks, she gave one last tug on her towel.
Gohan felt part of his sanity permanently perish as she did, and the cloth unfurled from her completely thereafter, fluttering to the floor behind the blonde. Each sound it made, as it did, despite not being loud in reality, might as well have boomed like thunder in Gohan's ears, especially as it THUMPED against the floor, pooling by her heels.
If the demi-Saiyan's mouth was hung open before, his jaw had effectively hit the floor, by this point, as the redness of his cheeks reached such a vibrant shade, that even the ripest of tomatoes would've been jealous. The unprepared half-breed feeling his erection harden to the point of pain behind his hands, with veins beginning to pulsate from it vehemently, as his eyes, wide as plates now and with pupils as small as pinpricks reflected the sight of Hana's bare figure.
Her form was a curvy, athletic and somewhat muscular build, with well-toned thighs and biceps. Her belly was slim, with the vaguest beginnings of abs showing over her midriff, which lent remarkably well to her shapely hips. Above them, which she made no attempt to hide, were her small, but perky B-cup breasts, which were tipped off with pinkish-red areolae and erect, tantalizing nipples. And betwixt her toned thighs, a cleanly-shaved pair of vibrantly pink lips that already glistened with some moisture, despite the fact none of the shower water had touched her yet.
Hana gulped a knot down her throat, rubbing her bare arm as she shyly turned her head away from the highly muscular boy. Her embarrassment on a whole other level, all of a sudden, now that she'd revealed herself to him like this, made bearable only by the fact he was just as nude as she, and this strange hotness that permeated her body. A hotness that came with emotions besides embarrassment that made doing this feel oddly exciting, not that she'd openly admit that.
"I-I did something I shouldn't have with your… ermh…" She swallowed again, before continuing. "Your penis… Suh-So it's only fair, I guess… that you, uhm… get to… return the favour…"
Return the favour…? Gohan's mind whirred. She didn't… No, there was no way she actually meant that, right? Right!?
But then, why else would she have gotten naked, then?
Take my advice, Gohan. Kate's words from earlier suddenly replayed in his mind, her voice repeating in his ears. It'd be wise for you to be extra wary from now on with Mari's group, because I don't doubt that she and her pals are going to be trying their hardest to catch you out in something they can use to boot you from their little club and lock you up like the other boys. She's petty like that.
Was that what this was all about, really? Had Mari sent the word out to Hana, and she'd followed him here to catch him in a trap? If so, it wasn't the best one, as it involved the blonde being in an area that was restricted exclusively to the boys.
Then again, they could easily make up some kind of fabricated story, one that painted him as a pervert who dragged her inside here and had her strip down naked alongside him. And if he actually went along with what Hana was most likely going for, then they'd have his DNA on Hana in places that would be pretty damning. And it wasn't as if there were cameras in here, or right outside in the hallway, meaning that whatever came about from this, would turn into a he-said-she-said deal, if he denied whatever was alleged, in that scenario.
"A-And as I said before…" She swallowed again, this time more audibly, pulling Gohan from his thoughts, as her eyes snapped down to his crotch, where she could see the crown of his huge pecker peeking over the wrists of his hands. The blonde felt her mouth involuntarily water, along with her lower-lips moistening with an increasing, burning itch, as the thought of the powerful, tasty cream that came from it, became more prevalent in her head. "I-I'm also willing tuh-to h-help you with your… you know…"
She sounds so… strangely sincere about this… He couldn't help but notice, despite his arousal, as he couldn't detect any deceit through her words. Though, that could be blamed on his currently heated state interfering with his more deductive reasoning, as he knew from his readings that man's ability to think and recognise things critically sharply dropped when they were fully aroused. Her sincerity could very well just be a trick of his own mind, getting him to ignore any potential red flags, just so he'd do what his 'little head' wanted him to.
"W-We're alone so… nobody else will kn-know about this…" She stuttered embarrassedly and hotly, as she stepped closer, getting her small, but lively tits to bob, as she put herself at a distance where she could easily lean over and reach out to grab either his hands or his dick. "J-Just like when yuh-you saw me puh-puh-peeing in the woods, a-and wh-when I had you shuh-show me your puh-penis before… th-this stays buh-between you and me…!"
Between the two of them... Come to think of it, which was very hard, given where his mind was swimming, Hana had never mentioned the incident where he'd walked in on her peeing to the USC or anyone else, to his knowledge. The only other person who knew about that, whom she herself didn't know about, was Kiyoshi, who had never actually seen anything, but had indeed heard the whole thing from his spot up on the tree.
It was the same with the whole 'seeing his penis' debacle, sans the Kiyoshi part, which had spiralled out of proportion into Hana stimulating his manhood enough for him to ejaculate on her. That whole thing had happened, and Hana had never made a peep about it, because if she had, then the USC, specifically Mari, absolutely could've used that as ammo against him. The fact that it was all Hana would be entirely irrelevant and twisted into it being all on him, if it meant him booted out of the USC and being in the same situation as the other boys.
That still didn't mean this wasn't potentially a trap, but it did set a precedent that Hana wasn't one who divulged information about occurrences like this, not even to her most trusted friends, likely because she found them much too embarrassing to admit to.
Gohan gulped, doing everything he could to tear his treacherous eyes, powered by his arousal, away from her body, and focus them in on her cherry-red-cheeked face. "J-Just between the two of us…?" He wasn't really considering this right now, was he? "Nobody else would know…?"
Hana's expression turned utterly mortified at the thought. "Ah-Absolutely not!..." She screeched with horrified affront, though thankfully not loud enough to travel past the confines of the room they were in, along with the changing room beside it, as she suddenly grabbed his shoulders, while glaring up at him. The motion making her boobs shake, and almost pulling Gohan's damnable eyes down, if not for his self-control, which was slipping by the second. "I-I wouldn't want anyone to know about this!... I-It would be far too humiliating!..."
At this point, even with the haze of arousal that could be clouding his judgment, looking directly into her eyes, Gohan could, as much as he could detect, the absence of deceit or falsity in her response. Her beautiful brown eyes in particular, stared at him with such ferocity over his mere questioning of it being just them who would know, that he couldn't help but believe she was telling him the truth.
That ferocity she showed also had something within him respond with great approval and attention, as it not only made his erection that much more painful, but also made even his balls feel tight and swollen between his legs, as he felt his 'excitement' increase substantially.
"I-I see." He nodded dumbly. "I didn't consider that… Sorry..." He apologized, almost on reflex, even though he had no real reason to. In the moment, it was all his head could come up with to say.
Hana took several erratic inhales and exhales, the warm breath of which washed over his skin, as she continued to stare directly and intensely into his coal-black pools. Something which only further coaxed out a significant part of his subconscious, especially as he felt her small palms and fingers on his broad shoulders. Her hands gripping his muscles strongly, while also giving them not-so-subtle squeezes, as Hana broke eye-contact, took a moment seemingly to marvel at how dense his shoulder-muscles were, before her head dipped and her eyes fell to his crotch.
She gulped even more audibly than he had, as she openly ogled his huge piece of meat that his hands failed to obscure. "Suh-So… Duh-Do we have a deal…?" She asked, as she managed to drag her head back up and pull her eyes toward Gohan's face. "Yuh-You get to repay the favour for before… a-and I help you with… with your penis' problem…"
How is this real…? The demi-Saiyan thought to himself in disbelief and barely contained horniness.
He was being asked if they had a deal… One that would involve Hana 'helping' him by most likely initiating the same act on his dick that she had before, this time, with his actual consent, and also, according to her, him 'repaying the favour' by agreeing to engage in a similar act to what Hana had done to him. All as a way for them to truly be 'even', this time. The latter quite clearly involving him getting physical with her… her…
Gohan barely resisted the urge his traitorous eyes felt in his horny haze to peer down her naked body, past her tits and taut belly, all the way to the glistening lips between her legs, and he knew they were saturated because of his nose, which was able to sniff her own arousal. Something he wished it couldn't do, right now, as he practically battled with primal instincts he'd never had to deal with before, up until he'd come to this academy. And specifically, been confronted by the blonde beauty – for she was a beauty, that much he'd admit, whether he was horny or not – before him now, who he was positive might have a screw loose in her head.
The rational part of him would've said that this was insane, and he should refuse, as while what she offered was indeed something that made up for what she'd done inside the women's bathhouse, it was absolutely not something that any normal person should be doing as an apology. Nor something any normal person should accept as an apology, given the circumstances.
It was too bad the last remaining piece of that rationality was put on its death bed when Hana's towel hit the floor, and as of now, was certainly deceased, as Gohan's cock throbbed harder than ever. Even more blood flowing into it, and away from his brain, as his hands instinctually pulled away from his groin, leaving his massive, erect phallus standing tall and fully exposed, with spider-web veins circulating all around the shaft.
The half-breed took in, then let out a long, hot breath that washed over Hana's face this time, partially making strands of her hair swish, as it made the girl shudder. All as he felt the irrational part of him gain complete control, and make a decision he would've otherwise not made. A choice he would've not considered, under a less 'heated' scenario.
"F-Fine…" He said – or rather, he groaned – as his eyes somehow managed to maintain a glare of his own, into the bowl-cut blonde's brown pools, which held even more of that ferocity that an even more hefty part of him found attractive. "Just this once… Then we're even…"
"Th-Then we're even…" She nodded back. Her lips forming into a lopsided, libidinous smile that it didn't even look like she herself was fully aware of, but at the same time, to Gohan's hyper-irrational mind right now, looked quite fitting on her, as her eyes dipped back down to his crotch. The blonde's breaths becoming even more erratic and quick, as she hyperventilated with an excitement oozing out of her, at his acceptance. An excitement that quickly overshadowed any semblance of embarrassment and anxiousness she'd had before.
And to think, once again, she'd had the nerve to call him the pervert.
In such a rough state as he was, right now, unlike before, when he was more 'himself', so to speak, Gohan didn't fault her for showing this side to herself.
For this one occasion, as out of character as it would've been for him were he not the way he was, at the minute, the half-Saiyan welcomed it, instead.
AND CUT!
So, been a loooong minute since this got an update. About time I finally got back to it. Sorry it took so long. Really have no excuse with this one, other than the spark just wasn't there for it for some time.
It's back now, and I will be doing my best to bring two more updates for this, this month, so look out for those.
Kate out here scheming, while it looks like Gohan has ended up folding due to arousal, on this one occasion. Next chapter is sure to be quite spicy indeed, I can say that much, lol.
Also, for those wondering, no. Gohan's not about to start getting horny at the sight of some naked skin. Unless he was already aroused to begin with, it's not gonna have much – if any – of an effect on him. Hana just caught our boy at the perfect time. She has the luck that Meiko doesn't, lol.
The real question is, once the deed is done next chapter, what'll come from it? Guess we'll just have to wait and see.
In any case, hope you all got some enjoyment out of this, and I'll see you guys in the next one!