My Japanese Childhood Friend Is Too Flirty

65. s*xy Maid Aki (2)

Press, press, press.

“Master, how is it?”

“……How is what?”

“This. Does it feel… good?”

“……Yeah.”

“Heh, I see.”

Press, press, press.

“Then, how about here? Do you like it when I press like this?”

“Uh-huh, feels good….”

“Hehe, if Master likes it, then I like it too….”

From above, I heard Aki’s suppressed laughter.

“Now then, shall I massage down below, too?”

“Eh, below?”

“Yes, because it’s stiff here, too.”

Judging by the conversation alone, it would seem Aki, dressed in a maid cosplay, and I were engaged in some… intimate skinship.

But this was just a simple massage.

Even though the atmosphere was strange, with her panting breaths and strained grunts mixing together, it was, undoubtedly, a shoulder massage.

I swear to God, nothing beyond that had happened.

Not that I had any intentions of it… just yet.

“Oh my, our Master. Your back is very knotted.”

Slightly tired from massaging with so much strength, Aki breathed heavily, inhaling and exhaling, and pressed herself against my back.

Her hands were on my waist, but the posture was so peculiar that I wasn’t sure if I should call this a massage or not.

“You haven’t even used your lower back, so why is it so tight?”

“……”

“……It’s unnecessarily stiff, making it hard to massage. …Hmph, hmph!”

“Ah, ow…”

“A back that isn’t even being used. I hope you just get muscle aches from it…!”

As if snapped out of some reverie, Aki, abandoning her maid act, dug her thumbs into the muscles of my lower back, cursing me.

It didn’t actually hurt that much, but I feigned pain, letting out a noise and twisting away from Aki’s hands.

“Ah, it hurts. What is this? Is it okay for a maid to treat her master like this?”

“Yep, it’s fine to treat a master who doesn’t give rewards like this.”

“Rewards? What, what kind of rewards?”

“You see it often in movies, right? Loosening the belt of your trousers. ‘Heh heh, you did a good job, so I suppose I should give you the promised reward…'”

“What movie even has a line like that…?”

Even if I didn’t know what movie she was talking about, I was sure that it wasn’t a movie rated for minors.

Because there’s no way a movie with a 15+ rating would have a scene where someone is taking off their pants to give a reward.

‘…Or is there?’

If it wasn’t a domestic movie, but a Japanese film, maybe it was possible? Their country has legal adult entertainment industry, so the censorship standards are different from ours.

“Why? Are you curious?”

“No, I’m not curious…”

“Tch, what a shame. If you said you were curious, I was going to watch it with you.”

“……”

Thank goodness I said I wasn’t curious. Truly.

I stroked my chest and sighed heavily.

And then.

“Ah, could you do that just one more time…?!”

“Huh? Do what?”

Aki fixed her gaze on my neck—more precisely, the part where my Adam’s apple jutted out—and grabbed my shoulders tightly.

“Sighing heavily and swallowing. Your Adam’s apple bobbed just now, and it looked incredibly s*xy…!”

“……You find everything s*xy.”

It wasn’t anything else, but the bobbing of my Adam’s apple that she found s*xy and wanted to see again. I didn’t know why it looked so s*xy, but it wasn’t a difficult request.

I sighed deeply, just as Aki wanted, and swallowed.

“That do?”

“……Hah.”

Aki s*cked in a startled breath.

She wasn’t just *pretending* to like it; she seemed to *really* like it. I glanced over, finding her face flushed crimson, her hand shielding her mouth.

“This is crazy. You’re so…s*xy….”

“…….”

Should I try it one more time?

“……Hah!”

Since I was already at it, I did it again. Aki covered her mouth with her hand, stumbling backwards.

Her reaction was *too* enthusiastic, so I did it one more time.

“Eh, eh…?!”

“…….”

“……Hu-uh.”

Two in a row, and she couldn’t even form a proper sentence.

She made a sound like air leaking from a balloon, her gaze flitting between my neck and my face, all wide and unsteady.

‘Is it *that* good…?’

Well, I often found myself lost in the milky white curve of her nape. If I thought of it as something similar to that, it wasn’t entirely incomprehensible, but still.

“……Master.”

*Step.*

Aki took a step closer.

Her cheeks were painted a cute shade of red, but the way she was looking at me was, conversely, a little…dangerous.

Like she was about to devour someone whole, perhaps.

“C-can I…touch it?”

“Touch what?”

“Your neck. It’s amazing how it…bobs….”

“……Sure, go ahead.”

It wasn’t like letting her touch it was a difficult thing to do.

I leaned back against the sofa cushion, meaning for her to feel comfortable. Aki swallowed hard, carefully extending her hand, slowly stroking upwards from my collarbone before tapping my Adam’s apple.

“Ack, it…bobbed again!”

Well, of course it did. I had just swallowed…

“Ah, again…!”

“……”

This time, it wasn’t intentional. Aki’s fingertips had grazed my neck, a spot notoriously sensitive on any man, causing me to swallow instinctively.

But Aki, oblivious to my involuntary reaction, simply continued to knead my Adam’s apple with unwavering focus. The sensation tickled, making me squirm. Afraid it would escalate into something embarrassing, I abruptly grasped her wrist.

“Aki, could you be a little gentler…?”

“Ah, sorry! It’s just so fascinating…”

“Really? It’s nothing that special.”

“No, it’s incredibly special. Because girls don’t have anything like it, right?”

“Ah, I guess so? Adam’s apples are a guy thing.”

“Mm-hm, which makes it look kind of s*xy, I think…”

Having seemingly forgotten her maid persona, Aki mutters, eyes still glued to my throat.

Judging by her behavior and the way she’s talking, she’s definitely fixated on this strange little bump. But being a guy, I can’t quite grasp the “s*xiness” of an Adam’s apple.

To me, a smooth neck is far more appealing. Like Aki’s nape, for instance, soft and milky white to the touch – now that’s what I call s*xy.

“Rather than my neck, I think yours is far more alluring, Aki?”

“……Heup, what’s this? Are you trying to flirt with me now?”

“It’s not flirting, just stating a fact. Isn’t it true? Something smooth is much nicer to look at than something sticking out.”

“Ah, so…you mean you like my neck because it’s smooth…?!”

“……”

A concealed truth slipped out, and was immediately pointed out.

Normally, I’d launch into a denial, desperately trying to dispel any misunderstanding. But in this situation, denying it would be futile. I’ve already laid my feelings bare.

Instead of refuting it, I nodded and even dared to crack a cheeky smile.

“Yeah, isn’t your neck gorgeous, Aki?”

“……Ah.”

*Hwaaak.*

Aki’s cheeks flushed crimson.

After coming on so strong to seduce me, she’s blushing at my slightest counterattack. It’s oddly endearing.

Seeing her like this, I realize Aki has a surprisingly innocent side…?

Dressed in such revealing attire, she sways her body provocatively, which is a sight to behold. I gently tugged on her hand.

“Ah…”

Clearly fl*stered, she lost her balance and stumbled slightly. Seizing the opportunity, I pulled Aki onto my lap.

Then, the nape of Aki’s neck, the very one I’d just praised, was placed directly before my eyes.

“…Ah.”

Truly, Aki’s neck was unbelievably fair.

The term “milky white,” a phrase so popular long ago, suited it perfectly, skin so healthy, not a single blemish to be found.

Looking at it so closely, so still, the sudden impulse to press my lips to that nape arose within me.

No, I wanted to k*ss it.

And not just a simple k*ss, but a deep, lingering one.

Like leaving footprints in freshly fallen snow, I wanted to imprint my mark on Aki’s snow-white neck, pressing my lips against it.

Without even realizing it, I moved.

“Agh…!”

Aki flinched as my lips made contact.

I held Aki close, preventing any escape, and exhaled deeply through my nose as I gently s*cked on the nape of her neck.

It felt like I did that for around ten seconds.

“…Haa.”

Suddenly breathless, I pulled my lips away.

A clear mark remained on Aki’s neck where my lips had been.

I stared blankly at the mark, while Aki, as if feeling a tingling sensation on her neck, touched the lip imprint and said softly,

“…Pervert.”

“Ah, sorry…”

Your neck just looked so pretty, I didn’t even realize what I was doing.

I apologized sincerely, gently caressing Aki’s neck.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

“Of course it hurts, you were s*cking on it for over a minute…!”

“…I was s*cking on it for over a minute?”

“Yeah. Dummy.”

I hadn’t intended to do it for so long, but perhaps I was captivated by Aki’s neck, I didn’t even notice how much time had passed.

I loosened my grip on Aki slightly and apologized.

“I’m sorry, your neck was just so pretty…”

*Next time, I’ll be gentler.*

As I was about to say that, Aki’s hand touched my neck.

And then, without a word or two, she brought her face close and k*ssed my neck.

Just as I had done, Aki pressed her lips to my neck and began to gently s*ck.

“…Phew.”

About ten seconds passed before Aki pulled away.

Wiping s*liva from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, Aki playfully poked my pectoral muscle.

“Just this much.”

“Huh?”

“From now on…just this much. …Okay?”

“……”

She’s laying down the ground rules for me, huh.

The moment I realized that, for some strange reason, I found Aki endearing.

Ah, of course, she’s cute normally.

I mean that for some reason, right now, she looks twice as cute.

“…Aki.”

“Hm? …Ah.”

I reached out and embraced Aki tightly.

Aki, who was sitting askew on my lap, had her side and my pectoral muscles pressed tightly together, being pushed this way and that.

‘…She’s not wearing anything underneath.’

I realized through the sensation that Aki wasn’t wearing an upper undergarment.

Well, the maid outfit is called a maid outfit, but it’s practically the same area as underwear, so there’s no need to wear one. It’s not that it doesn’t cover the parts that absolutely need to be covered, but everything else is exposed.

Collarbone, armpits, ribs, lower abdomen, thighs, calves. The flimsy outfit that Aki wore, the maid outfit, inevitably showed all the points that could appeal to the opposite s*x.

If it weren’t for the frills and cat ears attached in the middle, I probably would have believed it was underwear without a second thought.

“Can I k*ss you?”

“…Yes.”

Anyway.

Putting aside the trivial things deep in my heart, I gently caressed Aki’s lower back and k*ssed her.

Lips met, tongues intertwined, and our hands carefully overlapped.

“Mmm… Haa, mmm…”

“…Haa.”

“Hht… Mmm, Master…”

“……Why?”

“……You want to touch, don’t you?”

When there were not many parts of our bodies left that could overlap.

Aki mumbled, her fingers tentatively tracing my abs beneath the hem of my shirt.

I exhaled a rough breath, instinctively about to nod.

‘……Ah, no, I can’t.’

I belatedly caught myself and froze, flinching.

“If you want to touch, you can, you know…?”

“……What are you going to do if I really do?”

“I wore this to be touched…….”

“…….”

For a moment, my heart hammered.

If the small sliver of reason remaining within me hadn’t stopped me, I probably would have truly touched Aki’s ass.

If I had touched her ass, then I would have touched below it. And then I would have touched other places, and in the end, I would have moved my body as Aki desired…….

“You’re not going to touch…?”

“……No.”

“Then, I’ll have to touch you…….”

*Swoosh.*

Aki plunged her hand under my shirt.

I startled momentarily and grabbed Aki’s wrist, and Aki, with slightly hazy eyes, looked up at me and grinned.

“Hm, why won’t you let me touch…?”

“……Let’s just k*ss today.”

“Today…?”

“Yeah, today…….”

Aki smacked her lips lightly.

“I don’t want to.”

“……Huh?”

“I said I don’t want to. …Why should I wait?”

Aki slipped her other hand under my shirt.

“When something so, so good is right here….”

“……”

Today, no matter what, it’ll only be a k*ss.

I steeled myself with that vow, playing oblivious.

As if I could control my racing heart, the swallowing, the frantic blinking.

My lower half’s biological urges, though… they aren’t a realm reason can govern.

“…Hngh, can’t stand it, can you?”

“No, th-…. *Hss*.”

Aki shifted, her body stirring against mine.

The unexpected movement stole my breath.

Against my will, I felt my face bloom with heat, a flush that Aki noticed, her eyes gleaming with a knowing challenge, a small smile playing on her lips. ‘Oh, is that so…?’

“You can’t stand it. Huh? Huh…?”

“……Not true.”

“Liar. You want to do something dirty…!”

“……”

Well, of course I do.

There probably isn’t a man alive who wouldn’t have dirty thoughts when pressed close to his childhood friend dressed in little more than a maid outfit, tongues intertwined in a k*ss.

“Why do you keep holding back, huh…?”

“……”

“Just… close your eyes tight, and do something dirty with me. It’ll make things easier…”

“……”

“There’s no need to force yourself like this. Just once…. then after that, you can do whatever you want…?”

‘……Ah.’

This is driving me mad.

It’s not just what she’s saying; it’s that she’s subtly rocking her hips while she tempts me with her words that makes it unbearable.

She’s not doing anything special, but Aki’s shifting evokes something indescribable, making my face burn even hotter.

“Master, or darling, or whatever nickname ~Uchu-chan~ wants…”

“……”

“Really, anything ~Uchu-chan~ desires, any~thing~ at all, I could do…”

“……”

“Handcuffs, blindfolds, from behind, or with my mouth or feet, even my br*easts… Ah, ungh…”

Without another word, I just planted a k*ss on her.

Truthfully, even a k*ss was skinship that threatened my sanity on a precarious edge…

But if I listened to Aki any longer, I felt like I’d lose my mind altogether.

“…Hnh.”

Aki’s eyes fluttered half-open.

In the subtle gaze, it felt like Aki’s inner thoughts were being transmitted.

‘Resist if you can, let’s see how long you can hold out…’

“…Mwah, smack.”

Squeeze.

Aki’s chest unilaterally crushed against my pectoral muscles.

“Haa, slurp…”

“…”

I’m the master, and Aki’s the maid, after all.

When the k*ss started, I was the one in control, so it was only natural that I lead.

But somehow, somewhere along the way, I’d lost the initiative to Aki, and now…

“…Tongue.”

“Huh…?”

“Tongue, stick it out… Mwah.”

Just as Aki commanded.

Moving like a fool, exchanging s*liva with Aki to my heart’s content.

For a long time, with Aki gripping my arms tightly, k*ssing me as if she wanted to devour me whole.

For a long, long time.

“I was ovulating last week, you know.”

“…Huh?”

“This week, it’s a safe period…”

For an eternity.

“I get my period exactly once a month… So the safe days are similar every month. So, be sure to remember it, okay…?”

“Okay…”

Remembering even the information I’d need for later.

Aki and I spent a long time together.

“Or, it would be safe to pounce on her now…”

“…Cough.”