บท 1821: Asakura Shizu (5) *

Minutes continued to pass and we’re still in the middle of our second round. With doubts and questions expelled in our heads, Shizu and I concentrated solely on our desire to make each other feel good.

“Hahh... Numbskull, hold me, I can’t hold myself up anymore.” Amidst her moans of pleasure, Shizu’s arms gave in from the exhaustion, failing to continue propping herself up.

Having my attention focused on her, I already moved before she could say that. I bent down to grab her arms to support her, pulling on her each time my hips would do a forward thrust. I carried all of her weight, lifting her upper body off the comfort of the bed.

I know. It should be easier to just press down on her but this was stimulating for both of us. In any case, knowing that this was kind of rough wherein I could hurt her arms if I used more strength, I only put us in that position for a minute before slowing down and transitioning us to a more comfortable position.