Stealing Spree

Chapter 2360: Futaba's Request



That's her honest thoughts. No doubt. So how should I answer that? Encourage or discourage her? Either way, it wouldn't go well.

I kept my silence for a while, just observing. She started fidgeting and her lips trembled as if the shame was slowly creeping to her face.

No matter what, I didn't want her to look back at this moment and regret things. I had to be clear about my point to prevent her from regretting her choices.

"Futaba, since you haven't talked to him yet. I believe we shouldn't be discussing this for now. You know. There was a time when I didn't respect someone's relationship... Ah. Wrong. I probably still do it. However, I am more conscious of what I'm doing."

"What do you mean?"

"I get it. I can probably make you feel the same way again. I'm quite confident in that. However, what will be the end of it?"

"I... I don't know. That's why Onoda-kun... I want you to help me figure it out."

"Help you? How so?"

"By... letting me get used to it. Get used to that feeling..." At this Futaba's voice cracked in shame. I could see her fidgeting as if she wanted to hide her face but she held on.

"Hear me out first, okay? Maybe... if I keep feeling that way, my body will slowly adapt to it. The pain I am feeling may disappear. Yuichi-kun is inexperienced, I need your skilled hands, Onoda-kun."

This girl... I was trying to talk sense into her. Yet, I might've achieved the opposite.

Looking at those determined eyes, it brought me back to that night last week. The way she asked me to touch her again might've stemmed not just from the blissful sensation of my touch but also from her frustration.

It's like she found an oasis in the middle of a desert but because she can't just leave the place she's staying at, she just decides to keep coming back to it until she gets her fill or someone from her place digs a well and creates their own water source.

"Look, Futaba. I understand your logic. That may really be a cure for your condition. However, you know what you're asking for me, right? I'm still a guy who can lose control regardless of my inhibitions. In fact, I may just end up wanting you for myself. Can you still ask me for my help knowing that?"

Upon hearing that, Futaba's eyes faltered momentarily. With her sensibility still at work, she clearly knew what she was asking for. And now that I was being this direct to her, even more

So.

"... I understand the risk. But if three of my closest friends think so highly of you -- two of which are dating you and the other trusts you enough to be her male best friend, that says a lot about your character. You will be honest and won't just take advantage of me."

That's too much glazing of my character but she's not wrong though. That's the current reality of my situation. She put a lot of thought into this request. I guess her week passed with her mind constantly considering this choice.

I didn't reply to her immediately, instead, I took a step forward and closed our distance. Just like how I did it with Eri, I wanted to see if she was going to be intimidated if I just broke into her personal space and touched her.

I reached for her waist and then pushed her gently against the nearby wall.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Her eyes grew wide, the glow from the nearby street light above casting shadows on her face that revealed a mix of fear and apprehension.

"O-onoda-kun?" She stuttered. "Are you... trying to scare me?"

"I do. See how I can easily push you like this? Do you still think I'm trustworthy? You're beautiful, Futaba. And as I said earlier, you've already seen me before with different girls. I'm not the kind of guy who will stop at two girlfriends."

"Still... I believe you won't just do it without reason."

"What if the reason is because I want to steal you from your boyfriend? Will you run away from or accept me?" I whispered as I leaned closer to her.

Her eyes closed shut for a moment but sensing that I stopped right before claiming her lips, she sighed and opened them again, "I... I want to believe you won't do that."

This girl... Why are all the girls so stubborn? Am I not fearsome enough? Or maybe my consideration is outshining my supposed 'bad boy' aura that they can't take me seriously.

I pushed myself closer to her. This time, I completely hooked my arm around her waist and one of my legs squeezed in between hers. Her bountiful chest pressed against mine and whatever distance between us had disappeared except the few centimeters between our lips. Her chest started drumming and her breathing grew erratic. Clearly, this is too much even for her. But before I could say another word, she spoke, "O-onoda-kun... I-I'm scared. But I trust you. I really do. You're the only one I can ask for it. I'm not here to force you for it. You can reject my request but I... I won't change my mind."

Her voice was shaky, and it was like she was begging. It's not that she's begging for it to happen but begging for me to understand her position.

In a sense, she's right. I could've just said no and this would be the end of it. Yet, I'm not the one insisting on her to think twice. Quite hypocritical of me, really.

But I understand why I am doing this. I'm not some dense idiot. There's a part of me that wants to help her, another part that wants to touch her, and a bigger part that doesn't want to see her seeking help from someone else.

Yep. Really hypocritical. I am also like this with Eri, no? I said no but I was not stopping her clinginess. In fact, I was even condoning it.

Regardless of what I say about respecting them... my actions say otherwise.

Futaba and I stared at each other for a while. Her eyes were trembling but there's a clear determination in them that she's not going to back down unless I turn her down myself.

In the end, I pulled back and sighed. This could really complicate things but I also knew that I couldn't just leave her like this.

"Alright, I'll help you." I started. And almost instantly, a flicker of joy flashed in her eyes.

"That one time can be an exception but if you're sure you want my help regarding this, we can't keep it a secret from Akane or Fuyu. I told you how I value honesty. I promised not to keep things from them."

"I... It's fine. I also don't like keeping things secret from them." Futaba nodded right away but her body was quivering slightly. She was nervous but now that she's standing at this juncture, she's not just going to back down anymore.

"Good. But what about your boyfriend? I may contradict myself with this but we both know you can't just tell him about it. If you are going to keep it from him, I'll understand as long as

you know what you're doing."

"Y-yes. It's that complicated."

"Of course, it is. But you know this can cause a serious issue between you two, right?"

Futaba bit her lips and nodded.

"If it comes to that, I'll take full responsibility. Onoda-kun, I won't blame you at all. I... I'm doing this for us."

Well, that's a genuine answer from her. She knows yet she's still going for it. I guess this is how desperate she is to feel pleasure instead of pain. And if she will succeed, that guy will be the one to benefit from this.

Even though it hasn't happened yet, I can already imagine the bad taste it will leave in my mouth. My possessiveness is severe enough that the possibility of stealing her through this is

higher than not happening.

I mean, I'm close to losing my restraint during the first time. And that's even without touching her in her most sensitive area. Now that her request is to help her overcome her

body's sensitivity issue, there's no way it will not lead to that.

After another long silence, we both let out a sigh as we continued staring into each other's

eyes.

"I apologize for putting you in this situation, Onoda-kun."

"Don't be. I can only blame myself for being so... considerate."

I let out a chuckle to lighten the mood and Futaba giggled in response, fully understanding

my meaning.

Her eyes searched mine for reassurance and I gave her a comforting smile.

"Don't worry. We're friends, right?" I whispered, my hand resting gently on her cheek,

caressing it. "And as your friend, I'll help you out."

"Friends. Un. It's quite ironic to bring that up, Onoda-kun."

"I know. But that's just how it is."

"Thank you..." Futaba whispered, her eyes welling up with tears of relief. Her body was still

tense against mine as I returned to holding her. The tremors of her earlier anxiety slowly subsided as she leaned into my embrace.

After a while, we continued the short walk to her house. We could discuss the terms next or so

I thought. Because the moment we stopped in front of it, Futaba turned to me and said, "No one's at home. They went to visit my grandparents. Onoda-kun, c-can we... start tonight?"

... This... How convenient. She was not planning for this right from the start, right?