Note: I don't wish to steal anything from anyone. I don't own anything, and I'm doing it purely for entertainmentpurposes.
This story is Rated M for foul language and sexual content.
Please be aware that mostly everything I write is weird and absurd, including this one. I apologize if my stories make you uncomfortable, but I like writing weird stuff.
Characters are 18+.
"" = Speaking
Italics = thoughts
Bold = analepsis
Chapter 3
Hachiman POV
"Alright, guys! Pair up!" My PE teacher yelled. Everyone around me scattered, pairing up with their friends. I was left alone as everyone had chosen their partners. I preferred it that way anyway.
Since these situations tend to happen frequently, I already had a plan. I walked over to my PE teacher.
"I'm not feeling very well. Can I just hit it against the wall? I'd be dead weight for my partner anyway," I said to him. While talking to him, I noticed Zaimokuza holding a soccer ball on the other side of the fence.
He thankfully granted me my request. I walked over to the wall where I had hit my tennis ball off many times before, passing by all the other guys playing tennis.
"It's just perfect. It's the ultimate countermeasure against the old pairing-up routine that I've developed throughout my loner life," I thought. I hit my tennis ball into the wall, making it bounce back at me. I repeated this action many times after.
"The combination of "I don't feel so good" and "dead weight for my partner" doesn't just have synergistic effects. It also subtly hints I don't want to do anything during PE. I'll teach Zaimokuza this trick someday."
"Dude, that shot was totally awesome!" Someone yelled, interrupting my thoughts. Looking over to my right, I saw the most popular guys in school.
"Not really. I just happened to slice it the right way. Sorry." Hayama said.
"Dude, it was totally a magic shot!" Dude, I gotta do something crazy, too! Alright! Magic Slice Shot!" The guy with the dyed brown hair yelled. The guy served the ball and accidentally hurled it towards me. I covered myself in case the ball hit me, which luckily didn't, landing right next to me.
"Sorry! Uh…Hikitani-kun? Could you get that, dude?" The guy asked.
"Who the hell is Hikitani-kun?" I asked myself. I threw the ball back to Hayama, which he caught.
"Thanks, Hikitani-kun," Hayama said. I simply grunted and nodded at him.
"Hmm, that's odd. I feel like I would've done something different there, like bowing to Hayama due to his position on the social ladder, but I didn't. I mean, it's not as if I'm higher than him on said ladder, but maybe being with Yukinoshita has affected me in some way.
I went back to hitting my tennis ball against the wall; however, as my ball bounced back, it hit another tennis ball on the floor, causing it to fling into my face, making me fall on my ass.
"Maybe not," I thought.
—
I grunted as I took a bite of my yakisoba bread.
"Eating lunch in my favorite spot sets my heart at ease," I thought. I found a small staircase outside the school building, close to the bike racks and facing the tennis courts.
"My school is located near the shore. When lunchtime comes around, the wind changes direction. In the morning, the salty sea breeze blows in, and as though returning to whence it came, it blows back out to sea. It's not so bad," I thought.
"Oh hey, Hikki!" I heard someone behind me say. I turned around and saw Yuigahama. "What are you doing out here?" she asked me.
"I always eat lunch here," I answered.
"Why? Why not eat in the classroom?" Yuigahama questioned.
"Take a hint, damn it!" I thought.
"What're you doing out here?" I asked her, not answering her earlier question.
"Well, you know, I totally lost a bet against Yukinon, so it's like, loser pays up," Yuigahama explained.
"So you have to talk to me?" I asked, slightly offended.
"N-No, no! The loser buys drinks, that's all!" Yuigahama elaborated, frantically waving her hands.
"Oh, really? Thank God. I nearly killed myself just now." I thought.
"At first, Yukinon was all like, "I can acquire my own nourishments by myself. I fail to see how satisfying a faint lust for conquest can bring any true satisfaction," and didn't want to do it at first," Yuigahama imitated.
"Yeah, that sounds like her," I said.
"But after I said, "Don't think you can win?" she agreed to it," Yuigahama stated.
"Sounds like her," I repeated dryly.
"I've done this kind of thing a lot with my friends, but this is the first time I thought it was fun," Yuigahama mentioned.
"Friends? Hmph. Freaking in-games," I commented.
"Hey, come on. Don't tell me you don't like them," Yuigahama said.
"Obviously. I hate in-games and in-jokes. But I do like in-fighting. Because I'm not "in." I told her. I took a sip of my drink while Yuigahama pouted.
"Wait, aren't you always in Yukinon?" Yuigahama asked. Yuigahama jumped in place as I abruptly spat out my drink. I began coughing and hitting my chest with my fist to try and clear my lungs.
"W-What..k-kind of a q-question…i-is t-that?" I asked while still coughing.
"S-Sorry, I guess I could've phrased that a bit better," Yuigahama apologized.
"You think? Who the hell even phrases shit like that?" I asked after clearing my lungs
"I said I was sorry, geez. Anyway, I meant, aren't you always making in-jokes with Yukinon? Sometimes, I just can't break in," Yuigahama elaborated. I caught my breath and thought carefully about answering Yuigahama's question.
"Yukinoshita is an anomaly. She's inevitable. I can't break out." I gave Yuigahama a vague answer.
"What does that mean?" She asked.
"It means "unable to be avoided." Sorry, I used some big words there," I jokingly apologized.
"Not like that! I know what the word meant! Don't treat me like an idiot!" Yuigahama yelled, punching my shoulder over and over. "I passed the entrance exam for Sobu High, you know!" She mentioned. Yuigahama chopped the back of my neck, causing me to start coughing again.
"Hey, Hikki, while we're on the topic… Do you remember the entrance ceremony?" Yuigahama asked out of the blue. The tone of her voice drastically changed to a more somber tone. I grunted as I rubbed the back of my neck.
"No, I was in a car accident that day," I told her.
"A-Accident? Was that-"
"Huh?" A new voice said, interrupting Yuigahama. I looked over to where the voice came from and saw a girl with short silver hair and blue eyes wearing a gym uniform.
"Oh, Sai-chan!" Yuigahama exclaimed. "Yo!" She greeted her.
"Yo," this Sai-chan greeted back, a bit more timid. "What are you two doing here?" She asked.
"Nothing, really. You practicing, Sai-chan?" Yuigahama questioned.
"Yeah," The other girl responded.
"You practice at club and during lunch, and you picked tennis for gym too, right? Must be hard on you," Yuigahama said.
"No, I play tennis because I like it," Sai-chan denied. "While we're on the topic, Hikigaya-kun… You're pretty good at tennis, right?" She asked me. My jaw hung open in surprise as this girl willingly brought me into the conversation.
"Is he?" Yuigahama asked.
"Yeah," Sai-chan answered. "His form is spectacular," She complimented me.
"Wow, you're making me blush," I chuckled while scratching the back of my head in embarrassment. "Who are you again?" I asked bluntly.
"What?! We're in the same class! I can't believe you!" Yuigahama yelled. The silver-haired girl lightly giggled.
"I'm Totsuka Saika from your class," Totsuka introduced herself.
"Sorry, I don't really talk much to the girls," I said.
"I don't really talk to the guys either," I thought.
"I'm a boy," Totsuka admitted shyly, pushing some of her- his hair behind his right ear. My face turned to a mix of shock and horror.
—
It was PE again, and I found myself hitting a tennis ball off the wall once more. I deeply exhaled and wiped the sweat off my forehead. I was so distracted I didn't notice someone sneaking up behind me.
I felt a light tap on my right shoulder. I tried to turn around to see who it was. However, I got poked in the cheek by what felt like a finger. I then heard a familiar giggle. It was Totsuka.
"You fell for it!" Totsuka beamed.
"What's up?" I asked nonchalantly, not making a big deal of his strangely cute appearance.
"Perhaps if I weren't in a relationship with Yukinoshita, I would've confessed on the spot…and if he wasn't a guy," I thought.
"Well.." Totsuka began timidly. "My usual gym partner is absent today, so… Will you do it with me?" He asked while blushing. He looked like a sad puppy, pleading for me to help him.
"Stop looking at me like that," I thought, fighting off other thoughts.
"Yeah, sure. It's not like I have a partner," I accepted.
—
I caught my breath as I slumped down on a bench.
"You really are good at it!" Totsuka complimented, sitting next to me. A moment of silence came between us.
"Umm… Actually, can I ask you a favor, Hikigaya-kun?" Totsuka asked.
"A favor?" I repeated.
"Yeah. You probably know about our Tennis Club, and how weak it is. We don't have many members, either. When the third-years retire, we'll be in an even worse state," Totsuka explained.
"I see…" I drew out.
"Don't ask what I think you'll ask," I thought. I had a feeling about what Totsuka was about to ask me, and I wasn't too fond of the idea.
"So, um… If you don't mind, Hikigaya-kun, would you join the Tennis Club?" Totsuka asked.
"And there it is."
—
"Absolutely not!" Yukinoshita said sternly. I had just asked her if I could join the Tennis Club and she didn't seem too happy with the idea. In fact, she looks pissed. Yukinoshita and I were standing a few feet away in the clubroom.
"I figured you'd say something like that," I mumbled. "Look…" I began.
"You heard me," Yukinoshita stood firm. I let out an exasperated sigh.
"What I mean is, they just want me to relight the fire in the hearts of the Tennis Club," I explained.
"If I weren't in a relationship with Yukinoshita, I most definitely would've wanted to use this as an excuse to quit the Service Club and slowly fade out from there, but that's not the case. This club is the only excuse to be together without drawing too much attention. If I leave the Service Club, that also means leaving Yukinoshita," I thought. Yukinoshita calmed down slightly after I explained myself.
"Realistically speaking, do you think you can even do anything on a team? I doubt they would accept you," Yukinoshita said. She walked closer to me until our chests were inches apart. Yukinoshita softly cupped my cheek with her hand.
"I know I was like that once, but they won't see you as I do now," Yukinoshita stated.
"Granted, I doubt anyone will," I thought.
"I-I know, which is why I planned they would all come together as a team, finding a new, mutual enemy in me," I told her, blushing.
"But they would only put in the effort to eliminate you. They wouldn't continue to improve themselves. And so it wouldn't solve anything. I'm the source on that," Yukinoshita said.
"I see. Wait, source?" I asked as Yukinoshita took her hand off my cheek.
"I studied abroad once. When I transferred back to Japan in middle school, all the girls in school grew desperate to eliminate me. But none of them tried to improve themselves to surpass me. The fools," Yukinoshita explained.
"Well, what about Totsuka?" I questioned.
"If Totsuka-san needs our help, he can come to us and make a request. However, regardless of what he needs, it will not end with you leaving this club, understood?" Yukinoshita answered. I simply grunted and nodded my head, not wanting to anger her.
"Good," Yukinoshita said, satisfied with my obedience. "Besides, do you really want to leave the one place we can have our private time?" She asked.
"No, but I've wanted to talk to you about something regarding that topic," I said. Yukinoshita looked at me with curiosity. However, I heard the clubroom door slide open before I could say anything else. I quickly took a couple of steps back from Yukinoshita.
"Yahallo!" Yuigahama greeted. "We have a visitor today!" she said. Yuigahama moved aside, revealing none other than Totsuka.
"Hikigaya-kun?" Totsuka questioned upon seeing me.
"Totsuka?" I questioned back.
"What are you doing here?" Totsuka asked, walking further into the clubroom.
"Well, I'm actually a part of this club," I answered. "Why are you here?" I wondered.
"Well, you know, I'm part of the Service Club too, right? So, I thought I'd do something for the club. And Sai-chan looked like he needed help, so I brought him here!" Yuigahama explained.
"Yuigahama-san," Yukinoshita said.
"No need to thank me or anything, Yukinon! I just did what's natural for a member of the club!" Yuigahama stated.
"Yuigahama-san, you aren't actually a club member," Yukinoshita revealed, proverbially raining on Yuigahama's parade.
"I'm not?! But I did the initiation and everything!" Yuigahama yelled, upset she was not a part of the Service Club.
"Correct. Although you did the initiation, I never received a letter of intent to join or moderator approval. So, you're not a member," Yukinoshita explained.
"I'll write a letter of intent right now! I'll write as many as you want!" Yuigahama yelled, frantically going through her backpack.
'So, you're Totsuka Saika-kun, are you?" Yukinoshita asked Totsuka, ignoring Yuigahama's behavior.
—
A letter now sat on the table in the clubroom reading, "Letter of intent to join. I'm joining the Service club! Yay! Class 2-F. Yuigahama Yui." I stared at it with mixed emotions, none of which were positive.
"Now that Yuigahama-san is in this club, how are Yukinoshita and I going to keep our relationship a secret? Yukinoshita thinks our sneaky sex is fine, but I know we'll get caught eventually. We'll need to figure out a different plan," I thought.
"Very well. We accept your request. We just need to help you with your technique, correct?" Yukinoshita said to Totsuka. Everyone, including myself, sat around the table.
"Yes. If I get better, everyone else will work harder. I think," Totsuka responded.
"So, what are we going to do?" I asked.
"I have an idea," Yukinoshita answered with an evil smirk.
—
Yukinoshita's idea was to have Totsuka do push-ups, run laps, and practice matches until he died. Yuigahama decided to join him so he wouldn't feel so alone, but she struggled much more than he did.
Besides Yukinoshita, we all changed into gym uniforms before beginning physical activities. Although I changed, I just stared at some ants and did nothing else.
"I'm surprised that Yukinoshita hasn't tried anything sexual. Given her previous ideas, I figured she would've tried something by now, but I guess not," I thought as I watched Totsuka and Yuigahama play a game of tennis. My thoughts were interrupted by Totsuka yelping and tripping while trying to go for the ball.
"Ah! Sai-chan, you okay?!" Yuigahama asked in a panic.
"I'm fine. Let's keep going," Totsuka answered, a little in pain. The harsh ground scraped his knees a bit.
"You want to keep practicing?" Yukinoshita questioned.
"Yeah. You're all here for me. I want to do as much as I can," Totsuka responded.
"I see. Then I leave it in your hands, Yuigahama-san," Yukinoshita said as she began to walk away. I was curious about where she was going but decided not to ask.
"I'm not getting better no matter how much I practice. Maybe she's tired of me," Totsuka mumbled, clearly disheartened, watching Yukinoshita leave the tennis court.
"No, I don't think so. Yukinon would never abandon someone who's depending on her," Yuigahama said, trying to cheer Totsuka up.
"That's right. Not even your terrible cooking skills could drive Yukinoshita away," I told Yuigahama.
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Yuigahama yelled.
Before I could respond, my phone surprisingly chimed, signaling I received a message. I pulled out my phone from my pocket and saw the message was from Yukinoshita.
Yukinoshita: "Service Club."
My heartbeat increased as I read those two simple words. I momentarily stared at Yukinoshita's message before realizing she was probably waiting for me to respond.
Hikigaya: "Be there in a second."
"Everything alright, Hikigaya-kun?" Totsuka asked, grabbing my attention away from my phone.
"Huh? Yeah," I answered. I quickly put my phone in my pocket, hiding it.
I averted Everyone's gaze as I walked past them, heading toward the same exit Yukinoshita walked through not too long ago.
"Where are you going, Hikki?" Yuigahama asked. I turned back to look at her.
"I, uh, gotta go to the bathroom. I'll be back later," I answered as I exited the tennis court. I returned to the school building and headed toward the clubroom to meet with Yukinoshita.
I stopped walking when I reached the clubroom's doors. I took a deep breath before sliding the door open. Upon opening the door, my eyes slightly widened.
Inside the clubroom was Yukinoshita; however, she wasn't wearing her standard uniform. Instead, she wore a pink tennis shirt and a short white skirt. She still had her stockings on, though. Yukinoshita even had a tennis racket. I stood there staring at her, starstruck.
"Y-Yo," I stuttered out like an idiot.
"Is that how you greet your student, Hikigaya-sensei?" Yukinoshita asked, blushing.
"S-Student? S-Sensei?" I questioned.
"That's correct," Yukinoshita answered. She walked over to me until we were inches apart. "I am your student, and you are my tennis coach," Yukinoshita said. She reached forward, grabbed the collar of my gym uniform, and harshly pulled me into the Service Club.
Because Yukinoshita roughly yanked me, I had to wrap my arms around her waist to prevent myself from falling over her. Our bodies were hard-pressed against each other. I stared into her beautiful blue eyes, our faces centimeters apart.
"Now, shall we get started with our private 1-on-1 training session, sensei?" Yukinoshita whispered. She bit her bottom lip sensually.
"I-Is she roleplaying? Holy shit, she is. And why is it so hot?" I thought.
"Y-Yeah," I stuttered. I made sure to close the door behind me before I led Yukinoshita to the middle of the room, facing the table.
"So, how about we start with you showing me your form?" I said, trying to role-play with Yukinoshita. Yukinoshita nodded her head and took an intentionally rigid stance.
"Is this adequate?" Yukinoshita asked.
"N-Not quite," I answered. I made my way behind her and placed my hands on her hips. "You need to square up your hips a little more. A little bit of a wider stance," I told her. I pulled her hips back until her ass hit my pelvis.
"Like this?" Yukinoshita questioned. She began grinding and rotating her ass on my crotch.
"Y-Yeah, just like that," I said. With Yukinoshita grinding on me, I could feel my cock becoming erect. My underwear quickly felt tighter due to my hard-on. I heard Yukinoshita playfully gasp.
"Hikigaya-sensei, there's something long, girthy, and hard poking my behind. Is that perhaps your tennis racket?" Yukinoshita asked, playing dumb.
"Y-Yeah?" I responded, confused by her question.
"Our tennis roleplay is more like bad acting in a weird porno. Actually, now thinking about it, hasn't every time we've had sex been like a weird porno?" I thought.
"What would you like me to do now, Hikigaya-sensei?" Yukinoshita questioned, bringing me out of my thoughts.
"U-Uh, h-how about we see your backstroke now," I stuttered, still enjoying her grinding on me. Yukinoshita nodded and proceeded to do a loose swing.
"How was that?" Yukinoshita asked.
"I-I think we need to straighten your arms out a bit longer," I said. I leaned into Yukinoshita's back and grabbed her forearms with my hands. I then stretched Yukinoshita's arms outward, leaning as far forward as possible.
"I-I see," Yukinoshita said. As I leaned forward, Yukinoshita pressed back onto me as much as she could. We practically glued our bodies together. The only thing that separated us was our clothes. I barely stifled a moan, but some of it still got out.
"Is everything alright, Hikigaya-sensei?" Yukinoshita asked. Even with our proximity, she could still make some friction between us, teasing me even more.
"I can't take it anymore," I thought.
"No, actually. Your stance is all wrong again," I said.
"My stance?" Yukinoshita questioned.
"Yeah. You need to-," I cut myself off, becoming impatient with roleplaying.
I grabbed Yukinoshita's right shoulder with my right hand and held the left side of her waist with my left hand. I forcefully pushed Yukinoshita to the table in the center of the room and bent her over it at a ninety-degree angle. I then parted Yukinoshita's long, beautiful legs.
"That's better," I sighed.
"Hikigaya-sensei!" Yukinoshita shrieked, startled by my sudden forcefulness. Because Yukinoshita wasn't ready, she dropped her tennis racket on the other side of the table.
"Oh no. I dropped my tennis racket," Yukinoshita said.
"How are you supposed to practice without a tennis racket?" I asked.
"Maybe I can use your tennis racket?" Yukinoshita questioned.
"Good idea," I said. I grabbed the seams of my sweatpants and underwear and dropped them below my thighs, exposing my raging erection. My cock twitched upon release from its confines.
"Now, Yukinoshita, we are going to test your grip," I told her.
"Don't you need my hands to test my grip, Hikigaya-sensei?" Yukinoshita asked.
"Not quite. I'm testing a different kind of grip," I said. I reached under Yukinoshita's skirt and pulled her panties down to the top of her stockings. I grabbed the base of my cock and pointed the tip at Yukinoshita's sopping-wet entrance.
I deeply exhaled in satisfaction as I inserted myself into Yukinoshita. I heard Yukinoshita gasp as she felt me inside her.
"Oh, Hikigaya-sensei, I feel something strange," Yukinoshita moaned.
"Don't worry, Yukinoshita. I'm just t-testing your grip," I told her. I continued plunging into Yukinoshita until I hit her cervix. Yukinoshita and I moaned together, enjoying the sensation we were experiencing.
"H-How's my grip, H-Hikigaya-sensei?" Yukinoshita asked. She turned to the right, resting her left cheek on the table.
"A-Amazing," I responded. I was telling the truth. Yukinoshita's walls gripped me tightly, and it felt incredible. Although this was my fourth time being inside Yukinoshita, I knew I'd never tire of feeling her insides.
I held her slim waist as I slowly pulled out, only leaving my tip in. I then slowly pushed back in and repeated the process.
"AH, Hikigaya-sensei. Your racket is so big," Yukinoshita moaned.
"Yeah? You like gripping my big tennis racket?" I asked rhetorically.
"What the fuck are we even saying? Is this tennis dirty talk?" I thought.
"Oh, I love it," Yukinoshita said. She began backing her ass up every time I thrusted forward, matching my pace. As we got accustomed to our even pace, we silently agreed to increase it to a medium speed.
"Oh, Hikigaya-sensei, don't stop. Please keep teaching me all your techniques," Yukinoshita moaned. The table I had Yukinoshita bent over started creaking and inching back and forth slightly.
"Ah, fuck," I whispered. With our physical activity, I started getting a little hot. Using my left hand, I unzipped my athletic jacket, revealing a dark green undershirt. Although it wasn't much, it helped a bit.
"Faster, Hikigaya-sensei, faster," Yukinoshita demanded. I obeyed her command and increased my speed, which Yukinoshita matched. The table now started harshly rocking back and forth.
We filled the clubroom with loud moans and creaking and the sound of my pelvis making contact with Yukinoshita's ass. Thankfully, we were the only ones even on this side of the building.
"Y-You're hitting my s-sweet spot, H-Hikigaya-sensei," Yukinoshita moaned loudly.
"I missed privacy like this. Now, I don't have to hold back from fucking Yukinoshita, and she doesn't have to hold back her moans," I thought.
"H-Hikigaya-sensei, I'm about to-"
"H-Hold it in," I interrupted her. "Hold it…until I tell you," I said, pausing in my sentence. I wanted her to wait until I was about to cum too.
"Y-Yes sir, Hikigaya-sensei," Yukinoshita accepted. Wanting to reach my climax quickly, I increased my thrusting speed even more. I then grabbed both of Yukinoshita's wrists and pinned them behind her back, sort of handcuffing her.
"T-Tighten up more," I demanded. Yukinoshita obeyed my command and tightened her walls around me with a vice grip.
"Oh, yeah, just like that," I groaned. Yukinoshita's pussy greedily held onto my cock, as if not wanting me ever to leave. And if it were up to me, I'd stay inside her for eternity.
"H-Hikigaya-sensei, I-I can't… h-hold on," Yukinoshita stuttered. Yukinoshita moaned aloud as she experienced her orgasm. She had her mouth hanging open and her tongue sticking out. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
Due to her climax, her insides became extra slippery from her love juices, but her walls clamped down even tighter on me, keeping me inside.
"Oh, fuck," I moaned. I felt a rapid buildup in my lower body, telling me I was reaching my climax very soon. I plunged as deep into Yukinoshita as possible, breaching her cervix with the tip of my penis.
Yukinoshita and I simultaneously moaned as I poured my hot semen into Yukinoshita's womb. I leaned my head back in a sensation of ecstasy. I quickly filled Yukinoshita with my cum. Some of my seed escaped Yukinoshita's innards and dripped onto the floor.
After some time, my climax finally ended. Yukinoshita and I took a moment to catch our breath. Our love juices continued to drip onto the floor from Yukinoshita's entrance.
"H-Hikigaya-sensei… Y-You filled my stomach…with so much semen," Yukinoshita breathed out. She tried to lift her head off the table, but I quickly pinned her back down. I took both of Yukinoshita's wrists into my left hand and used my right to push the back of her head lightly back onto the table, pinning it. I had to lean forward to pin her head down completely.
"Ah? Hikigaya-sensei, what are you-?"
"You disobeyed me," I interrupted Yukinoshita. "I told you to hold it, and you didn't. Now, I must punish you," I said. Upon hearing what I said, Yukinoshita realized that my cock was still rock-hard inside her. I restarted my thrusting at a rapid pace, sending shockwaves through both of our bodies.
"A-Ah, w-wait, H–Hachi-kun. I'm still very sensitive," Yukinoshita begged, dropping the tennis roleplay. I ignored her pleas and continued slamming into her. Her insides were still slippery from the juices we exerted not long ago.
My body was at a weird angle due to leaning over; thus, every time I thrusted forward into Yukinoshita, I applied a lot of my body weight into my pelvis, plunging deep inside her.
The residue of our love juices would forcefully spew out every time I thrusted into Yukinoshita.
"Ah, not too rough, Hachi-kun!" Yukinoshita moaned. Despite her complaints, Yukinoshita would back her ass up every time I thrusted, clearly wanting more.
The lewd sounds that reverberated through the clubroom not too long ago resumed in full effect. The table began creaking again, as did Yukinoshita's loud moans. However, the sound of my pelvis making contact with Yukinoshita's ass was more audible than before.
"Oh, don't stop, Hachi-kun!" Yukinoshita moaned, finally giving in to the pleasure.
"Yeah? You like that?" I asked rhetorically.
"OH, I love it! I love the way you dominate me!" Yukinoshita moaned. Her proclamation gave me a good idea.
I let go of the back of Yukinoshita's head and retook Yukinoshita's right wrist into my right hand. I then firmly pulled her arms back towards me, slightly elevating Yukinoshita off the table and making her back arch. Yukinoshita's hands went limp in my grasp.
Now, in this position, I could put much more power behind my hips, allowing me to drill into Yukinoshita with more force and speed.
"Oh, Hachi-kun! Y-You're hitting my sweet spot again, and it's driving me crazy!" Yukinoshita moaned. My favorite lewd expression of hers returned to her face.
I continued jackhammering into Yukinoshita, feeling that I was getting closer to my climax.
"AH! I'm cumming! Hachi-kun, I'm cumming!" Yukinoshita moaned aloud. "HACHI-KUN!" Yukinoshita loudly moaned my name as she experienced her orgasm for the second time today.
Yukinoshita's walls contracted around me as she excreted her juices, overstimulating me. I buried my cock as deep as possible inside Yukinoshita as I felt my climax forthcoming.
"Oh fuck," I throatily groaned as I ejaculated inside Yukinoshita's womb for a second time.
Due to already having almost filled up Yukinoshita's womb prior, there wasn't much room for my semen inside her, so after truly filling up her entire womb, leaving zero room, the only other place for it to go was out. Our love juices mixed and spewed out onto the floor.
After I finished cumming, Yukinoshita and I were breathing heavily, desperately trying to catch our breath. I let go of Yukinoshita's arms, dropping them to her sides. Grabbing the base of my cock, I pulled out of Yukinoshita, causing her to moan.
"Oh, Hachi. That felt amazing," Yukinoshita whispered, still catching her breath. She looked back at me.
"Yeah," I agreed. I couldn't help but stare at Yukinoshita's entrance leaking with my cum.
"What had gotten into you?" Yukinoshita asked, curious as to why I wanted to go a second round.
"Well, we usually don't have the time to go another round until now," I told her.
"So, you were making the most of it?" Yukinoshita questioned further.
"Y-Yeah, and…" I trailed off.
"And?" Yukinoshita repeated, wanting to know what I was going to say.
"And… Your tennis outfit is really hot," I sheepishly confessed. Yukinoshita gave me a smug smirk.
"Oh, is that so?" Yukinoshita teased. I nodded and grunted at her, refusing to make eye contact and blushing.
"Then perhaps sometime in the future, I'll put on different outfits," Yukinoshita said. Just imagining Yukinoshita in a maid outfit or a bunny suit made cock erect again.
"Oh, Hachi-kun. What are you thinking about over there, you naughty man?" Yukinoshita asked, feeling my erection on her ass.
"N-Nothing," I stuttered. I forced myself away from Yukinoshita before my dick took control of my mind.
"We probably need to head back now. We're taking a long time, and Yuigahama-san might get suspicious," I said.
"Plus," I began, looking down at the floor. "We need to clean up," I said, looking at the mess we made.
"Perhaps you are correct," Yukinoshita agreed, looking at the mess as well. She stood up straight; However, in doing so, she began to fall. Fortunately, I reacted fast enough and caught Yukinoshita in my arms.
"Woah! Are you alright?" I asked concerningly.
"Y-Yeah, my legs just gave out from beneath me," Yukinoshita explained. Although she was a little shaken up, she suddenly smirked my way.
"I'm so sore after all of our special training, Hikigaya-sensei," Yukinoshita said, smirking. Despite feeling a strong sense of pride, slight annoyance quickly overshadowed that feeling.
"Not this again," I groaned. Yukinoshita giggled at my dismay.
I rolled my eyes at her and brought her over to her chair. After seating Yukinoshita, I walked to the cabinet and pulled out a box of tissues. I took some for myself and handed Yukinoshita the rest.
"Just sit there and clean yourself up. I'll take care of the mess on the floor," I said while cleaning myself with the tissues I had taken. Yukinoshita nodded her head in response. After cleaning myself, I fixed my pants.
Looking at the floor, I knew a few tissues wouldn't be enough to clean up our mess, so I walked back to the cabinet and grabbed the necessary cleaning supplies.
"You came so much inside me, Hachi-kun," Yukinoshita said while tidying herself. I began to clean the mess on the floor as Yukinoshita spoke to me.
"Oh, that reminds me. There's some stuff I've been wanting to talk to you about. And since we have some privacy, I think now is a good time," I said, remembering everything I wanted to talk to Yukinoshita about. Yukinoshita silently waited for me to begin.
"Well, first off, I was thinking maybe we should get some condoms," I said.
"What for? Do you not enjoy implanting your seed in my womb?" Yukinoshita questioned. I heavily blushed at her wording.
"That's beside the point. I just think it'd be bad if I got you pregnant… if I haven't already," I responded.
"Hmm, I suppose you have a point. I'll keep it in mind," Yukinoshita said. "Anything else?" she asked. I paused momentarily, thinking of the best way to word this.
"Secondly and more importantly, we can't keep having sneaky sex in public. We'll eventually get caught, especially now that Yuigahama-san has joined the club. I know we had the clubroom to ourselves today, but it was mainly because of Totsuka's request. I doubt we'll get many chances like this," I explained.
"So what do you propose?" Yukinoshita asked.
"I don't know, something like a new plan or place. Our one safe haven's compromised," I elaborated.
"I see... A new place…" Yukinoshita whispered under her breath. "I'll think of something," She said.
"Thank you," I told her.
I finally finished cleaning up the mess. I quickly disposed of any trash and walked over to Yukinoshita.
"Feeling better?" I asked, holding my right hand toward her, insinuating I could help her if needed. Yukinoshita took my hand and used it to help her stand up.
"I'm fine, a little wobbly, but fine," Yukinoshita answered.
"Alright, well, let's get back to Yuigahama-san and Totsuka," I said.
I held Yukinoshita's hand as we walked down the hall, helping her walk. We soon made it to the door leading outside. Not wanting to get caught, I let go of Yukinoshita's hand. Thankfully, Yukinoshita was fully capable of walking on her own.
As we approached the tennis courts, we saw a small crowd surrounding the specific court Totsuka was using. Yukinoshita and I looked at each other, confused, before rushing over.
"What's this ruckus?" Yukinoshita asked upon entering the tennis court with me shortly behind her. Yuigahama let out an audible gasp.
"Yukinon?!" Yuigahama exclaimed as she limped over to us. "What took you guys so long?" She asked, slightly pouting.
"Yuigahama-san, what is happening, and why are you limping?" Yukinoshita asked, quickly changing the subject.
"Huh? Oh, well, long story short, Yumiko saw me and Sai-chan playing tennis and wanted to play, too," Yuigahama explained.
"You're supposed to help Totsuka, not play a game of tennis with friends," I scolded.
"I know, and I tried to explain that to Yumiko, but she didn't listen. And then I twisted my ankle!" Yuigahama cried.
"Alright, calm down, Yuigahama-san," Yukinoshita said, trying to cheer her up.
"Oh, I know! What if you played for me?!" Yuigahama suggested excitedly.
"Why do I have to?" Yukinoshita questioned, walking further onto the court.
"Because you're the only friend I can ask!" Yuigahama answered, following behind.
"Fr..iend?" Yukinoshita questioned.
"Yeah! Friend!" Yuigahama confirmed. Yukinoshita walked over to Totsuka with Yuigahama shortly behind.
"Can you take a look at Yuigahama-san's injury?" Yukinoshita asked Totsuka.
"Me? Then who's going to play?" Totsuka questioned.
"Hikigaya-kun will take your place," Yukinoshita answered. Yuigahama audibly gasped.
"Why me?" I thought.
"Does that mean…?" Yuigahama trailed off. Yukinoshita simply gave her a nod. "You're so nice, Yukinon," Yuigahama complimented, happy that Yukinoshita would play for her.
"Though a certain man calls me "The Ice Queen," Yukinoshita said, looking at me from the corner of her eye. My eyes widened in fear after being called out by Yukinoshita.
"In any case, I don't care what people think about me. So… I don't care if you think I'm your friend, either," Yukinoshita said like a tsundere.
"Yukinon!" Yuigahama yelled happily, bringing Yukinoshita into a hug.
"Would you mind getting off of me? You're suffocating me," Yukinoshita told Yuigahama. Yuigahama giggled at Yukinoshita.
"Yukinoshita-san, was it?" Miura questioned, walking closer to the net. "Sorry, but I can't hold back," She said.
"No need to worry. I'll hold back for you. I'll smash your cheap pride to bits," Yukinoshita responded, annoying Miura.
"It seems my fr- One of my club's members has taken quite the harassment from you. I hope you're ready," Yukinoshita corrected herself. "I might not look like it, but I do hold grudges," She said with an evil smirk.
"You do look like it," I thought upon seeing her facial expression. I picked up a tennis racket and got ready to play. I was in the front, and Yukinoshita was in the back.
Miura started with a fast serve, which Yukinoshita skillfully returned. Miura led Yukinoshita one way and sent the tennis ball in the opposite direction, surprising the spectators.
"What?! A feint?!" Zaimokuza exclaimed. Yukinoshita saw this coming and miraculously returned the ball, catching the other two off guard and scoring a point.
"Damn. How'd you return that one?" I asked Yukinoshita. I was genuinely surprised at her athleticism.
"She had the same expression as all the classmates who tried to bully me. I can see right through a lowlife like her," Yukinoshita answered.
An intense back-and-forth between Yukinoshita and the opposing team started; However, Yukinoshita got the upper hand and scored another point.
"Game!" Totsuka yelled.
"Wow, Yukinon!" Yuigahama cheered. Yukinoshita clenched the tennis ball in her hand and tossed it up for a serve. Yukinoshita then jumped, surprising everyone, including myself.
"A jumping serve?!" I questioned. Yukinoshita's serve was too fast and powerful for the other two to do anything about it, thus scoring another point.
"You're fucking crazy. Keep it up and finish them," I said.
"I would if I could. But that's not possible," Yukinoshita responded, confusing me. "My stamina is the one thing I'm not confident in," She explained.
"And with what we did before, Yukinoshita must be pretty tired," I thought, recalling our love-making earlier. We were too distracted by our conversation that we didn't notice Miura serve, giving them an easy point.
"Deuce!" Totsuka yelled.
"I heard that. You were doing pretty well for yourself, but looks like you're out of gas?" Miura said.
"Well, both teams played hard. Let's call it a draw," Hayama suggested.
"Hayato, what're you saying? Miura questioned. "It's a match. We gotta settle it, or it'll leave a bad taste in my mouth," She griped.
"This man will settle it. Be prepared to accept your loss," Yukinoshita announced, pointing her tennis racket at me. I looked back at her in bewilderment.
"I may spew insults and gaffes, but never once have I spewed a lie," Yukinoshita said, trying to encourage me. I swapped spots with Yukinoshita and prepared to serve.
"Soon, our lunch break will be over. Usually, I'd be in my favorite spot, finishing my lunch," I thought. My thoughts were interrupted by the wind blowing through my hair. I smirked, knowing what time it was exactly. I served the ball softly.
"All right!" Miura confidently yelled as Hayama went to return my easy serve.
"Miura, you don't know this, but…a peculiar characteristic of the sea breeze manifests itself in this area around this time."
Due to the harsh wind, the tennis ball blew the opposite way. Hayama saw this and quickly ran back.
"Hayama, you don't know this, but…this wind blows more than once."
As if on cue, the wind blew the tennis ball back in its original direction, surprising Hayama.
"Only I, having spent my days there in solitude, speaking to none, can make this shot. My magic shot!"
Hayama was unable to return my serve.
"Match Point!" Totsuka yelled. The crowd was mesmerized by my serve.
"That's, like, impossible," Miura said in disbelief.
"You got me. That was a real magic shot," Hayama said, returning the ball to me.
"Hey, quick question. How many kids did you play baseball with when you were little?" I asked him. Hayama was a bit confused by my question.
"Huh? You need 18 to play, right? Hayama inquired.
"Yeah. But I played by myself a lot," I told him.
"That's right. I've forged my own way alone up till now. While you guys were fighting with and consoling each other for whatever reasons, I faced everything head-on by myself. Now look at me. I'm the strongest," I thought.
I served the ball again, this time shooting it straight up into the air.
"It's nothing impressive. It's just a pop fly. I could pitch, hit, field, and play by myself like this."
"Wh-What's that?" Miura questioned, unable to see the ball due to the sun.
"Yumiko, way back!" Hayama yelled after the tennis ball hit the ground once. Miura ran to get it, not paying attention to where she was going. Hayama dropped his tennis racket and shielded Miura from the fence she was about to run into.
"Game!" Totsuka said, but the crowd quickly drowned him out with their cheers.
"Hayato! Woo! Hayato! Woo!Hayato! Woo!" They all cheered.
"What the hell?" I asked no one in particular.
"You could say we won the match but lost the battle," Yukinoshita answered.
"You won but still get totally ignored? That's, like, totally sad," Yuigahama commented.
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"Yukinon!" Yuigahama yelled, holding Yukinoshita in a hug as they walked out of the tennis court. I practically threw myself into a bench and sat down.
"Excuse me, but could you get off of me? You're suffocating me," Yukinoshita said. Totsuka timidly walked up to me.
"Hikigaya-kun, um… Thank you," he said.
"Huh? I didn't really do anything. Thank them, not me," I told him, referring to Yukinoshita and Yuigahama.
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I made my way back to the clubroom with Totsuka following and slid open the door.
"Hey, Totsuka wanted-" I cut myself off. My eyes widened like saucers as I saw Yukinoshita and Yuigahama half naked, getting dressed.
Yuigahama desperately attempted to cover herself; however, I could still see her blue bra and panties. Although Yukinoshita was surprised, she quickly realized it was me and was thus less frantic about covering herself.
"Oh my god! Go kill yourself!" Yuigahama screamed, throwing a tennis racket at my face and quickly closing the door. I hit the floor, landing on my back. Totsuka looked down at me worryingly.
"Hikigaya-kun, are you all right?"
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That concludes Chapter 3. I hope you all enjoyed it. I would appreciate any constructive criticism anyone may have as I would like to improve my writing skills.
For those who are wondering, I will not be making this a harem story. It will only be Hachiman x Yukino.