Akane stayed slumped against the dusty boxes for several long seconds after Rin bolted out the door, his pants still half-zipped, and his shirt crooked.
Her thighs trembled weakly, some slickness chilling on her skin, yet a relaxed, stupid smile spread across her face anyway.
She had felt him inside her body; his thick and hard cock filled her up. Though, even if he hadn't cum, even if he had run off like the campus was on fire, the memory of those extreme but steady thrusts still throbbed between her legs.
For now, her body felt taken by the one she loved. So she was satisfied. Almost happy, even.
She pushed herself standing with a shaky sigh, tugging her panties back into place. The bunny print was soaked through now, clinging uncomfortably to her lower lips, but she didn't care much.
She reached for her jeans with clumsy fingers, when some low footsteps echoed from the shadowed corner near the door.
"Ahhh, what a scene we just witnessed," a cheerful voice said. "Right, Hanako?"
Akane spun around so fast her jeans slipped halfway down her thighs again. "O… Oka-san? Kurosawa-san?!"
Then two girls stepped into the thin gleam of light from the high window.
The first girl was Oka Hinata; she wore a loose blouse tucked into straight-leg jeans, her dark green hair cut short and messy around her ears, and her dark eyes sparkling behind round glasses.
She looked like she had just walked out of a casual lecture, except for the sleek black camera dangling from her hand.
The second girl was Kurosawa Hanako; she stood a step behind, her arms folded. Long black hair fell straight past her shoulders, surrounding a face that gave almost nothing away, utterly emotionless.
A dark jacket over a pale shirt, with skinny jeans hugging those long legs. She was cool, distant, and expressionless in a way that made the small room feel colder. Often called the Ice Princess, due to her lack of reactions.
"Were you…" Akane yanked her jeans up, fumbling with the zipper. "were you watching the whole time?"
Hinata's smile turned teasing, as she lifted the camera in her hand and wiggled it. "I recorded the whole porn with this cutting-edge model. 4K, stabilization, with low-light enhancement. Also has crystal clear audio too. By the way, you were loud, Hashimoto-san."
"D-Delete it now. Right now!" Akane's face burned hotter than any fire she could summon. "that was something private."
Hanako spoke before Hinata could reply Akane.
"We are well aware of your abilities, Hashimoto-san." Her voice was flat and calm, though practically wearied. "In our club, we accept your kind with open arms. Won't you reconsider joining us?"
Akane finished zipping her jeans and crossed her arms, "Like I said before…" trying her best to look composed even though her legs still felt like noodles. "I don't want any part of those hero stuff or the Supernatural organization. I know you bunch work with them."
She glanced away, toward the closed door Rin had fled through. "Besides, my dad is an executive in the Supernatural Control Organization, and even he hasn't managed to recruit me. So just stop all your—"
"KIYOSHI RIN," Hanako exhaled, cutting Akane off cleanly.
"…" Akane's head snapped back. "What?"
Hanako's dark eyes didn't falter as she continued. "You want to get Kiyoshi Rin to be yours, no?"
Akane opened her mouth to say something, but closed it, her cheeks flushing again.
"S-So what?" She looked down at her sneakers as her voice dropped to a mumble. "He… he just had sex with me. That's already a huge step, don't you think? Yeah, he left me hanging there, but still. It's progress. A-A-A-And he came inside me too—"
"HE… didn't cum." Hinata covered her mouth, mocking.
Akane jerked and looked away.
"He pulled out and left before he could feel good," Hanako continued, her tone sounding matter-of-factly. "YOU felt good. But he didn't. Because, let's be realistic, he does not love you."
"…"
The words stung more than Akane wanted to admit. She dejectedly hugged herself tightly, silently staring at the floor.
"But," Hanako added, "he would be a figurine in your hands if you agree to join our club. I am not referring to the organization we're associated with—just the Occult Research Society here in campus. You see, we have resources, information, and… ways to keep someone interested in you."
"Eh? Why something so suspiciously specific?" Akane raised a brow, but her heart still gave a painful thud at the possibility.
She thought of Rin's bored expression while he pleasured her earlier; the way he had thanked her like it was just a transaction, and then bolted away like she was an errand already checked off.
It was actually heart-breaking. And she was greedy for more.
She wanted more than just sex. She wanted him to look at her the way he looked at those other impossibly stunning women who followed him everywhere.
"I…" Akane swallowed. "If things don't work out with him… if he doesn't… want me despite your processes… I'm out immediately, agreed?"
Hanako's lips curved into the thinnest possible smile. "Acceptable."
Then Hinata bounced once on her toes, glasses glinting. "Yay! New member vibes!"
"Hey! We haven't finalized anything yet." Akane shot her a glare.
"We will start the operation immediately." Hanako ignored the interruption and continued. "we shall wait for Kiyoshi Rin to finish his lecture. He'll come out the main exit of Building C in about twenty minutes. I guarantee you this, Hachimoto Akane, he'll be yours after today."
"H-He better…" Akane frowned. "But… you have a plan?"
"Young lady," Hanako's expression didn't change much, but something colder and confident flashed behind her eyes. "I always have a plan."
"Come." She turned toward the door, her long black hair ever-changing like waddled ink. "We'll watch from the courtyard, discreetly."
"Don't worry, Hashimoto-san!" Hinata looped her arm through Akane's before she could protest, dragging her gently but securely toward the exit. "This is gonna be fun. And if it goes wrong, we can always leak the sex tape to motivate him~"
"D-Don't you dare. I'll even be receiving damages too." Akane yanked her arm free, her face burning scarlet.
Hinata laughed brightly and unbothered as she followed Hanako. But Hanako simply opened the door and stepped out first, more cool and more reserved.
Akane followed last, her jeans finally buttoned, but her heart hammering so hard she could feel it in her throat.
She didn't know what Hanako's plan was, and part of her didn't want to know—it felt fishy. But another part—the part presently aching from Rin's touch, still hot from the memory of his cock inside her—whispered that this might be the only way to make him stay with her forever.
She stepped into the hallway as the door clicked shut behind her.
"Twenty minutes. Just twenty minutes, right?" She could wait twenty minutes…
Indeed, she had completely forgotten she was supposed to be in the class as well.