Stealing Spree
chapter-2203

Seconds later, I collapsed on top of her, our bodies slippery with sweat and our breaths trying to catch up to each other.

I could feel her heart racing against mine, our bodies still joined together. I looked down at her, a soft smile playing on my lips.

Seconds later, our lips joined once again for another kiss. This time gentle and filled with affection. Then, I pulled out and slipped down to her side. I lie down next to her and held her in my arms.

After a minute of rest, Orimura-sensei looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of pleasure and conflict.

"This... this wasn't supposed to happen,"

"But it is happening, sensei. And you couldn't deny that you wanted this just as much as I did." I countered.

She bit her lip and pouted. She was probably twisting her mind to come up with another reason. But in the end, she let out a sigh, giving up.

"I... I do want it. But I'm supposed to be teaching you restraint, not... not this."

I cupped her cheeks and pressed her lips with my thumb, "You can teach me restraint later, sensei. Right now, I just want to hold you and enjoy this moment with you."

She averted her gaze and pushed her head on my neck before her muffled voice came answering, Her breath was hot against my neck as she whispered, "You... you already made me feel good, shameless brat. Too good."

Hearing that, I couldn't help but feel a little proud. But I knew where I stood. This still wasn't enough to make her fully admit. She would continue to insist on correcting my path even if it always led to this situation.

I didn't say anything else and simply held her and caressed her to give her comfort.

We might still be half-naked but after doing all that, cuddling like this already felt normal.

After a while, she looked up again as she voiced out her thoughts while her cheeks remained flushed.

"I lost control... But I won't fault you for it... I admit it's all on me. I did everything and you're just responding to me."

I'm glad to hear that she's admitting that but I can also sense how she's about to fall into self-blame.

With that, my head quickly churned on what to say and decided to act on it right away. With a chuckle, my arms tightened around her. "Well, on second thought, you did teach me restraint, sensei. Just not in the way you planned."

And it's effective.

Orimura-sensei immediately looked back at me, her eyes narrowing slightly. "What do you mean?"

My thumb traced the line of her jaw as I answered, "I mean, you taught me that sometimes, it's okay to let go. To give in to our desires and just feel. And that's a kind of restraint too, isn't it? The restraint of not holding back, of not denying what we want."

I know. I also twisted that into some kind of boggling nonsense but that's the point I was making. Rather than comfort her, saying she could just try to teach me next time, I switched it up to this.

Orimura-sensei looked at me for a long moment, her expression unreadable.

Then, as if the sunrise rose from the east, her brilliant smile spread across her face before she started laughing. "Ridiculous brat. You're impossible, you know that?"

I grinned, leaning down to capture her lips in a soft kiss. "I know, sensei. But admit it. You love me like this."

Orimura-sensei pulled back, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I never said that!"

My shoulders shrugged as chuckled at the same time as my hands slid down to cup her ass, "You didn't have to. Your body said it for you."

She gasped and squirmed at that touch. Then, her eyes widened in mock outrage. "You're shameless, you know that?"

Once again, I responded with a smile, my eyes never leaving hers. "I know, sensei. But you love me like this."

Repeating what I just said moments ago, Orimura-sensei was once again pushed to respond a little aggressively.

But instead of a bite, the woman stared at me for a moment, her expression softening. Shortly after that, she pulled my head down, prolonging the kiss that I just planted.

At this moment, she's being completely honest. Even if she didn't voice it out, her expressions and gestures displayed it all too clearly to my eyes. This time, there was no hesitation, no resistance. Just the two of us, lost in the moment, giving in to our desires.

Ten minutes later, after fixing our clothes and straightening up the details of her rules wherein she revised the third one of not making her lose control, the two of us walked out of her office together.

Our destination? Ryouko-san.

Not to report what we did, of course. But to prepare for the PE Class. Looks like Orimura- sensei was going to help again but in a limited capacity.

Thinking back to the activity Ryouko-san presented yesterday, it was indeed better for another PE teacher to be around.

Will I be able to join in the activity though?

Unfortunately, no.

I'd be her complete assistant for today. I'd do the stretching and warming up but after that, I'd be helping them supervise the two classes.

There would be no chance for me to show off.

As we stepped out into the hallway, the intense heat coming from the room and the scent of what had transpired still lingered on us. However, it was buried under the professional front, Orimura-sensei wore.

She walked beside me, her usual confident stride restored. Nonetheless, I could notice the occasional sidelong glance she threw my way. Despite everything, the tension between us hadn't dissipated entirely-it hung in the air like an unspoken secret.

"So, sensei, I'm curious about your class. Are you also the only one handling the 2nd year classes," I asked casually, breaking the silence and acting like we just went on a normal meeting despite our lips a little swollen from the amount of kisses we shared.

Orimura-sensei gave me a sharp look, her lips pressing into a thin line. "No. There's another PE teacher. There are six 2nd year classes in the school. I cannot handle them all."

"I see. We only have four classes in our year level. But Ryouko-san was alone."

She shot me another look, this one colder, though I caught the briefest flicker of something else. I guess that was her trait of being too protective of Ryouko-san, "She's an amazing woman, shameless brat. I cannot really compare to her even if I'm supposed to be her senior. You snotty brats can be handled by her easily. It's just that..."

Her voice trailed at the end, hinting at the problem that Ryouko-san was facing.

Her harshness toward the male students as well as her tendency to issue collective punishment and instill discipline.

I may have helped her patch the underlying issue about her difficulty in handling the male

students, however, she was still far from recovering from it. The trauma was still there. I had only done patchwork on it. It would take time for Ryouko-san to completely forget that

experience.