Chapter 64: The Ravenous Beast (Part 1)
Something is wrong.
Lately, Kobayashi Rindou couldn't hide her confusion over the sudden changes happening to her body.
Ever since Santoku Shogo—the junior who was also her designated successor for the Second Seat of the Council of Ten—had brought her to Kyushu, her body had been unmistakably off. Though she was often called dense, she wasn't dense enough to miss this clear sense of wrongness.
Simply put… she was in heat.
From the moment she woke up until she fell asleep, her body remained constantly aroused. It had become more sensitive than at any point in her life. Even the simple vibration of walking sent echoes through her womb. Her nipples stayed perpetually hard, sending electric jolts of pleasure into her brain every time they brushed against her bra. Just looking at her panties soaked with overflowing love juices left Rindou tilting her head in utter bewilderment.
She was a high school girl, after all. She possessed basic knowledge about sex. But that was only theoretical—she was a complete novice when it came to practice. She knew about it from classes, nothing more. She had never been particularly interested.
That was exactly why she couldn't understand why her body was undergoing these changes.
She tried to search for a cause, but nothing came to mind. The only person close to her was Santoku Shogo, and to Rindou he was nothing but a kind, gentlemanly junior. She never suspected him for even a second.
"…Haah… haah…"
She had naively assumed it would eventually return to normal. But as if to shatter that sweet hope, the intensity of her heat only grew stronger with each passing day.
Before long, her body craved sexual pleasure so intensely that her own will could no longer resist it.
She lied about having a stomachache and masturbated in the toilet by playing with her nipples.
In the bath, she aimed the showerhead at her nipples and clit to chase pleasure.
Before bed, she desperately thrust her fingers into her vagina and stirred them around.
While drowning in acts she once believed had nothing to do with her, Rindou struggled to suppress the endless sexual desire welling up from deep inside her body. It was the only way she could get through the daytime inspections. She couldn't let Shogo notice. That stubborn pride as his senior was the last thread keeping her will intact.
However, the two weeks they had promised to spend together… was far too long.
I want to touch it, touch it, touch it—I want to play with it, play with it, play with it!!!
On the night before the final day, both Rindou's mind and body had reached their limit.
No matter what she did, her body reacted. Her head was dyed completely pink. She wanted to pinch and tease her nipples, scrape her insides until she was satisfied, and squirt without caring about anything.
Lately, just hearing her name or the word cute was enough to intensify her heat. She was painfully aware that she was seriously broken, yet she had no way to fix it.
I want to touch it… I want to touch it…
Inside the taxi heading back to the hotel, Rindou nearly reached down toward her crotch, forgetting that Shogo was sitting right beside her. She hugged her own overflowing body tightly and forced her crumbling sanity to work. Even when Shogo spoke to her, she could only nod silently, praying they would reach the hotel quickly so she could be alone. She wanted to drown in pleasure without thinking about anything else. She wanted to spoil her pent-up body as much as it craved. Right now, Rindou had no room in her mind for anything else.
"See you later then, Rindou-senpai—"
"Yeah… catch you tomorrow~…!"
Her shoulders twitched lightly when he said her name. After somehow managing to finish her bath and share a meal with him, Rindou rushed back to her room without any proper conversation. From here on was the long-awaited time alone—the only time she could slip into her own world without worrying about anyone else.
"—…Aahhn!!"
Rindou threw off her yukata, stripped off her bra, and sprawled half-naked across the bed. She immediately pinched her erect nipples hard and devoured the pleasure she had been craving. Her sensitivity, heightened by the torturous friction against her bra all day, was at its peak. Just roughly pinching them was enough to draw out loud moans.
She then slid her fingers down to her crotch in one smooth motion and rubbed her clit over her already-soaked panties. Every time the weight of her fingers pressed the fabric against her sensitive nub, her hips bucked upward and her breathing grew even rougher.
"…~~~!! …Not… enough…!"
Rindou climaxed in less than five minutes on the bed, but satisfaction was nowhere to be seen on her face. If anything, the frustration only deepened.
In truth, what tormented her most was this very unsatisfied feeling. No matter how many times she came, it was only a temporary fix. Satisfying a light craving only caused an even stronger wave of desire to crash over her the next moment.
No matter how many times she climaxed, she remained unfulfilled. The more she came, the more her body demanded even greater heights. This vicious, almost worst-case negative loop had been torturing Rindou's body for nearly two weeks.
She would lose her mind if she didn't do something. Even after desperately searching for solutions, the only option she could think of was masturbation. Cornered with no way out, Rindou continued frantically teasing her hypersensitive nipples and insides however her desire dictated.
"…Ngh, ahn… nnaah!! …Haah, haah…"
After squirting for the second time, Rindou collapsed limply onto the bed. As she basked in the afterglow, her physical limits were approaching.
Lately, for some reason, she fell asleep unusually easily, often drifting off almost as if passing out. She closed her eyes thinking today would be the same, but her consciousness refused to sink.
"…What should I do…? …Shit, I'm getting turned on again…!"
Unable to sleep, she sat up. Once again, her body flared with heat, seeking climax. On the verge of tears and wanting it to stop, the only thing Rindou could do was comfort her own body. She got off the bed thinking she might wash up in the shower—when the sound of the door unlocking echoed through the room.
"Rindou-senpai~? You didn't answer when I called, so I'm coming in, okay~? If you're asleep, sorry—"
It was Santoku Shogo. She had definitely locked the door, so he must have used a master key. Since he had mentioned beforehand that the entire hotel chain belonged to the Santoku Group, it made sense.
Rindou had been frantically masturbating and was left panting, utterly spent. She had no time to hide herself. Shogo saw her exactly as she was—completely naked.
"…!!?"
To her own surprise, Rindou didn't scream. If she had reacted with proper feminine panic and cried out, there might still have been hope. Instead, though she shyly covered her breasts and crotch with her arms and hands, she made no attempt to escape his gaze.
Meeting Shogo's straight, unwavering stare, what she felt wasn't fear—it was excitement.
"S-sorry! …Wait! R-Rindou-senpai…!?"
"…Sorry, Shogo. …I'm really sorry."
Shogo, who had frozen in place, snapped out of it after about three seconds. He tried to look away, but let out a shocked sound when the fully naked Rindou pressed her body against him.
With a feverish voice and gaze, Rindou apologized in a frail tone. Then she took his hand and pressed it to her chest, making him rub her nipple.
"—…Nnaah!!"
The pleasure that hit her was exactly as Rindou had imagined—on a completely different level from when she touched herself.
The hand of the opposite sex she had sought as her last hope was, without a doubt, her savior.
Just as I thought… it feels so good. …Is it because it's a man's hand?
Trembling on shaky legs, Rindou clung desperately to Shogo's hand. She had vaguely realized what was needed to quell the endlessly intensifying ache inside her.
Sexual intercourse. Copulation.
Her instincts told her that was precisely what her current self needed most. The proof was that the pleasure she gained from Shogo's hand was far greater than anything she could achieve alone, finally granting her body a long-missed sense of satisfaction.
As a senior, sexually assaulting her junior was a shameful act. She knew that perfectly well, yet Rindou had made up her mind. She could no longer hold back the overflowing desire. With her body and voice steeped in heat, she pressed herself against Shogo, looked up at him with pleading eyes, and begged.
"…Shogo… Santoku~ …Will you… hold me…?"
For Rindou, who had never seduced a man before, this was her first attempt at temptation. The full-powered invitation from a complete amateur carried destructive power capable of felling many men in a single blow. Shogo was no exception.
"Nnuh!? …Mmm, nchu, chupaa…"
Like a beast, he stole her lips. His tongue invaded her mouth, ravaging it. Their tongues tangled violently, mixing their saliva.
"…Ngh, ahn…!"
Not stopping there, Shogo pushed Rindou's shoulders, shoving her onto the bed. Even as she realized she had clearly become his prey, her eyes burned with powerful anticipation. What he would do to her, how much pleasure he would give her—nothing else remained in Rindou's mind.
Hurry… touch me…! Hurry, hurry…!
She wasn't even thinking about what sex actually meant. Senior or junior didn't matter. The location and atmosphere were already set. And most importantly, she had invited him herself. No matter what he did, Rindou had no intention of resisting.
"—Nngh!! S-so good…!!"
Two fingers thrust into her secret place, pressing and stirring her insides. Every time the pads of his fingers pushed firmly, Rindou stretched her toes taut and opened her eyes wide.
"What a shame, Rindou-senpai. …To think you were such a pervert."
"S-sorry! But… it feels so good…!!"
Any trace of senior dignity had completely crumbled. Rindou apologized pathetically while drowning in pleasure. The way she rocked her hips in time with his fingers could only be described as a female in heat.
Shogo spoke words of disappointment, but his expression was thoroughly delighted, exploding with joy that the moment had finally arrived.
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