"Hey Tsutsu, if I was your favorite flavor; what would I be?"

Haaaa- Amane! That's defiantly my answer!

[Tsukasa's Point of View}

I exhaled heavily, feeling my breath speed up as I leaned back. "That's perfect, just like that," I praised petting soft brown hair. Pulling it into my hand as Shijima took me deeper into her mouth. Humming playfully so I could feel the vibrations in her throat massage my cock, looking up at me with lustful eyes as she took pleasure in mines.

It was fun, doing stuff like this in public places.

I growled joyfully as she began to stroke my cock as she sucked, thrusting it in fast motions in the back of the full class room. Yes, this was fun; being surrounded by others, siting with Shijima in between my legs as the teacher spoke. Only hidden by the closed desk she was under.

The cold of the floor made her knees ache and she wobbled painfully; but her focus was unwavered. I took a deep breath, pulling hair into my fingers as I guided her head into a faster pace. Yes, risk is fun; I felt my mouth water thinking about last night.

Amane, jerking off as he kissed me; thinking I was asleep. I wonder, how horny was he to have taken such a big risk? I smiled feeling my tip become over sensitive and I bit my lip looking down at the girl devouring me. Amane, moaned my name as he came into his hand- awe, I wonder what part of me he fantasized about coming into.

I couldn't help but shake, hunching over as I gasped; cumming lustfully inside of her mouth as my body was over come by pleasure. Ah, that was too loud. "Yugi Tsukasa, is there something wrong?" the teacher asked annoyed as she turned around, causing everyone to turn their hands as well.

Still finishing, I kept my head down as I filled her mouth. I groaned raising a shaky hand, "H-Head, my head hurts," I said in a shaky voice. The woman sighed, turning back around; "You have those must too often, I'm starting to think you just like distracting the rest of the class. Keep it to yourself and head to the nurse's office next time," she huffed.

I exhaled again, looking up with dark eyes.

That was too easy. As always, I was the first to leave class; Shijima would wait until everyone left to catch up with me as to not cause suspicion. "Tsutsu- wait!" she called catching up to me.

This girl, is annoying.

I kept my eyes forward, walking casually as she caught her breath.

Shijima: "Ah, are you going to skip your next class, it's already started.

Tsukasa: "I don't feel like doing math today,"

Shijima: "Oh, but- I already two classes looking for you. A-And I missed third period so I could 'play' with you, I might get in a lot of trouble if I don't go to my next class,"

Tsukasa: "Then don't skip it,"

Shijima: "It's just that, Algebra is our only class together. So maybe"-

Tsukasa: *Looks at her with dark eyes* "I said, I don't want to do any math today,"

Shijima: *Shrugs head fearfully* "R-Right, you did say that- silly me. I-I'm sorry, I can just follow you around. Missing one more class can't hurt right Tsutsu?!"

Tsukasa: *Rolls eyes* "I'm thirsty, buy me something,"

Shijima: "Oh, r-right! Of course!"

I yawned watching her bend over to retrieve the juice box from the vending machine; glaring at perfect cream skin as her skirt road up over her thighs. Once again, I'm horny.

"Here, it's nice and cold," she smiled standing up to give it to me. "I bought you two, since they're so small," she added as I took it from her hands. Shijima, is a pain in my ass. But she does anything I want, plus; her family is rich so I can make her buy whatever I want too.

Sipping juice, I walked around my school with a hand in my pocket, Shijima following directly behind me. I wonder, how angry Amane is at me. He said he wanted us to be just like we were before, after seeing I had a girlfriend; I wonder if he'll change is mind. I'm irritated now.

"Tsutsu, Tsutsu; did you hear me?" Shijima asked. "Hm?" I asked turning my head, she pouted and ran in front of me; I stopped walking. What's that expression? "You're so distant today, if we're going to skip class can we at least talk?" she huffed gripping her bag tightly.

Shijima… Would look better with black hair.

She gasped as I felt her hair, blushing with an unsure face. "Your hair would look prettier if you cut it short. It's too long," I stated. "Ah, you want it shorter?" she asked. She shivered in excitement as I ran my hand through her hair, "If it were black instead of brown, it would be perfect," I said in awe.

Yes, if she looked more like Amane; I'd have a lot more fun playing with her. "But, why can't you like it how it is? I could cut it, b-but I'm not Japanese. So even if I dyed it black- it would just keep growing out brown," she explained looking down in shamefully.

That's not good enough.

"T-Tsutsu!" she gasped as I pulled her into the girl's bathroom, violently shoving against the wall. "P-Please!" she begged as I pinned her shoulder against the wall. I gave her a crooked smiled, exhaling in excitement; that's right- beg for mercy. "I don't like your hair brown, it's ugly," I teased with brown eyes.

She pouted as her eyes watered, pinning her with one hand I toyed with her hair in the other. She shook struggling not to fall into tears, "No, I hate this hair color, I hate the length," I said. "I hate your eyes color too," I added looking at her. I smiled enjoying the girl began to cry as her self-esteem fell apart.

"Haaaa, but I guess you can't change that huh?" I sighed moving from her hair to cup her breast. At least these are small. Her face flushed red as I rubbed her left breast through her clothing, her crying stopped as her legs began to shiver.

"Maybe if you were my type, I'd touch you more. Ah, I don't think we've ever gone past third base huh?" I asked playfully slipping my hand under her bra as she was stricken by bliss.

It was true.

I can't say I've done much of anything to fulfill her needs; it was always me who was being taken care off. Even now, it's the first time I've touched her breast in all the time we've been together- I liked keeping her sexually frustrated.

"Do you want it, more of this?" I asked tugging her nipple out of her bra, making her moan uncontrollably. I liked keeping her on the edge, keeping her excited and letting her thirst for me to build up. She nodded her head, drooling as my other hand joined fondle and tug at her hard nipples as she cried in pleasure.

Her head swayed as she came close, so overwhelmed by sexual excitement that juices ran down her thighs. I smiled as she looked at me with big eyes; you're at my mercy- and that's how I want to keep it. Letting go of her nipples before she came, Shijima fell to her hands and knees; panting heavily as I undid my pants.

Never have I let her finish.

I pulled out my cock, yanking her head up so it brushed against her lips. Shijima was fast to lick the precum, shoving her fingers in between her panties as she took me into her more hungrily. Even as she thrust two and three and four fingers in side. Even as she pumped them faster, and rubbed and flicked her clit. Shijima couldn't have an orgasm by herself, she could only ever inch toward that overbearing need to finish.

I smiled, like this- we are the same.

I leaned my head back, chuckling at how good it felt. This feels 100 times better then it did in class. But, no matter how much I came in her mouth; I was only ever inching toward that overbearing need to finish. The need to finish into you, Amane-

Creator's note:

Next is another chapter of The Promised Neverland After (red), as requested. Comments and reviews are much appreciated and are the best way to get new chapters!