Stealing Spree
chapter-2200

Shortly after that, Orimura-sensei and I spent the time in constrained silence. I was waiting for her to make her move but other than furtively glancing at me, Orimura-sensei could only fidget at my side.

I watched her struggle to get past her internal conflict, holding myself back from reaching to her.

I mean two of the three rules pretty much put a lid on how I could act around her. No kiss initiative and no arguing with her.

Opening up a topic was possible. But at this point, what should I say? Tease her more? Then, it might lead to her third rule; making her lose control of herself.

Anyway, after a long while. Or maybe it wasn't that long?

Orimura-sensei heavily breathed in before echoing what she said last, her words hung in the air like a challenge.

"For now..."

With that, I leaned back slightly, watching her next move carefully.

Once again, her eyes kept flicking between me and the space in front of us as if she was still calculating her next move.

The tension in the room was slowly becoming thick, making the atmosphere around us suffocating.

"Sensei," Sensing that she might go silent again, I called to her, my voice as soft as possible, "I'm still waiting. You said you have something planned. Or is your plan just having us sit here in silence after you lay your ground rules?"

Upon hearing that, her expression hardened. Her hand twitched ever so slightly in her lap.

I could tell she was struggling. The professional and indifferent mask she was trying to wear kept slipping as the desires written on her face kept betraying her.

"Shameless brat," Orimura-sensei replied with a volume almost too quiet to hear. "I told you, we're not doing anything unless it's on my terms."

She straightened her back as though bracing herself. "I'm going to teach you restraint. That's what we're doing now."

Amused at that answer, I raised an eyebrow. I had no idea if she just came up with it after being pressed or if that's really what she's planning. Either way, I couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

"Restraint, huh? Is that really what you're aiming for here, sensei? Is that why you're not doing anything?"

She bit her lip as her usual confidence faltered for a split second. However, not a second later, she steeled herself again.

This time, her hand moved as it rested lightly on my chest. The warmth of her touch sent a jolt through my senses. However, Orimura-sensei quickly pulled away as if she hadn't meant to let it linger for too long.

"Yes," She answered as she forced her tone to sound firm despite the slight shakiness of it, "Restraint. If we're going to continue whatever this is, then we have to be clear about boundaries."

Yeah. Right. Boundaries.

My lips curved up again. Even if she was trying to act as though she was still in control, I could already see the cracks forming in her resolve.

Once again, I leaned in just slightly, closing the distance between us.

"Alright, sensei. I'll listen. But what happens if you start to bend the rules you've just made?"

As I said that, I made sure that our shoulders brushed and my breath blew just a few inches away from her neck.

Orimura-sensei visibly shuddered before shooting a glare.

However, the effect was softened by the way she had to gasp, freeing herself from holding her breath.

"I... I won't," Orimura-sensei answered. But it's not that convincing with the stutter, "And you won't either... If you know what's good for you, shameless brat."

I held back my chuckle this time but it was amusing how she's still trying her best to sound authoritative.

"Sure. I'll play along. After all, you're the one in control, sensei."

Not like the way I phrased that, her eyes narrowed at me.

Nonetheless, even though she was trying to hold on to the power in this situation, her body language just continued betraying her.

The closeness between us was starting to affect her, just as much as it was affecting me.

I leaned in closer, just enough for my lips to press on her neck. Instinctively, Orimura-sensei lifted her neck, allowing access to it.

But as soon as she realized what I was doing, she pushed on my chest before her voice took on

a sharp edge.

"Shameless brat, lie back."

Surprised at her sudden demand, I raised an eyebrow.

Nonetheless, upon seeing the glint in her eyes, I followed her words. I shrugged my shoulders before resting my back against the couch cushions.

As she watched me closely, Orimura-sensei hesitated for a moment before leaning forward herself, essentially switching our positions.

As her arm pushed down on my side, I sensed her fingers grazing the hem of my shirt.

She wasn't fully confident in what she was doing but she was pushing through her own hesitations.

I watched her with interest, wondering what she would do next.

"Un. I'm in control. I don't have to be taken in by his pace," Orimura-sensei whispered as if she was reminding herself as much as she was telling me.

Following that, her hands pressed against my chest, the fabric of my uniform bunching under

her palms.

Slowly and carefully, she unbuttoned and parted it away, exposing the skin underneath.

Her bre seemin got stuck as her fingers brushed my bare chest.

I couldn't help but smirk and call her out, "Sensei, are you sure you're following your own

rules? Or are you about to break one? You're about to lose control."

Upon hearing that, her hands froze and I could see the conflict in her eyes. She wanted to

assert herself, but the attraction was getting the better of her.

As though she was trying to fool a kid, Orimura-sensei cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure, "I said no kissing unless I initiate it. I never said anything about touching."

So, she's using wordplay now.

I chuckled and shrugged, dropping my inquisitive gaze. "Fair enough."

Her hand remained against my chest, the warmth of her touch spreading through me. For a moment, neither of us moved as we were caught in the tension between us.

Then, gradually, she began to trail her fingers down the center of my chest, her touch light

and teasing.

"You need to learn control," Orimura-sensei murmured. However, it sounded less like a lesson and more like something she was telling herself.

I could feel the shift in her demeanor as her hands became more confident. She was trying to take charge and set the pace. For now, I let her. I wanted to see how far she was willing to go here.

"Sensei," I said, my voice suggestive, "if you keep this up, I'm going to need more than just

your touch."

She gasped again but she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned in closer, her face inches from

mine.

Her conflicted eyes flickered between my lips and my neck, as though debating where she should plant her kiss.

"Will this shut you up, shameless brat?" Orimura-sensei whispered before pushing down,

capturing my lips.

She closed her eyes as her tongue invaded my mouth.

Naturally, I welcomed the intruder, entangling her in an intimate kiss. Something we've

already done a lot of times before.

A few seconds later, she pulled away, her dark eyes staring straight at me as though waiting

for me to say something.

Her face was already turning crimson, yet she remained steadfast in her attempt to appear

unbothered.

Slowly, my moist lips stretched from side to side as I responded to her earlier question, "Mhm. That was enough to shut me up. Can I ask for more?"

Her expression darkened at the challenge but I could see the way her resolve started to waver.

That kiss proved it. She wanted me, just as much as I wanted her. But she kept on fighting it,

trying to maintain control.

"You're testing me," Orimura-sensei muttered, her fingers tightening slightly against my skin. Then slowly, they slid further into the depths of my clothes as her arms closed to my

back.

Following that, Orimura-sensei lifted herself from her seat as she climbed up to my lap,

straddling me.

"I'm just following your lead," I smoothly replied as I guided her with my arms which she didn't deny me from doing, "I told you, sensei, I'm devoted to you too."

She stared at me for a long moment, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. Then,

as if making a decision, Orimura-sensei let go of her inhibitions. Her face softened up as her head fell down on me again, our lips meeting in a clash.

"This isn't over," she said, her voice steadying yet her breath hot and bothered, "We'll

continue this lesson of restraint next time."

"Next time, huh? When will that be?" I raised an eyebrow but didn't push my question further

lest she change her mind.

Instead, my hands moved from her hips as it slipped underneath the top of her tracksuit.

"You'll know when the time comes," She replied in between our kisses as she allowed my

hand to crawl further up, tracing a line on her skin leading to her chest. Have I broken a rule? Not to my knowledge, I guess. Everything happened according to Orimura-sensei's actions. But does this count as her losing control?

Honestly, I have no idea...

Only one thing was on my mind though... To answer the desire she's conveying at the moment.