
Why are you so accustomed to it? It’s the thing I want to ask the most, yet I can’t find the words.
“Hatsune? What happened?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
Saki-chan tilts her head and looks at me. The slight upward glance due to our height difference is adorable, but when she stares at me with her clear eyes, I feel a sense of awkwardness and end up looking away. I can’t bear the gaze that is simply concerned for me. I feel like I could still meet her gaze if there were other colors mixed in.
“Is that so? Then that’s good.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry.”
I wonder why I’m apologizing. Neither I nor Saki-chan have done anything wrong, of course.
“Really?”
Because Saki-chan knows how to touch people. While I knew nothing, Saki-chan had already known for a long time.
Even now, it’s like that. Just when I thought your warm hand was touching my cheek, it quickly slid to the back and touched my neck. It’s a ticklish yet pleasant sensation. After tickling my neck with your fingertips, you slide to the back of my ear and stroke it, lightly pinching my earlobe.
It feels strange, heat ignites in my body and hot breath escapes.
“……h, ah……”
There’s no way I could touch like this without knowing anything. Saki-chan approaches with such a delicate touch, as if she is unilaterally provoking and driving someone away, without any hesitation.
Hey, Saki-chan, what happened in the past? Why do you do such things to me? I want to ask, but I feel like if I do, our current relationship might end, so I can’t bring myself to ask, and I end up continuing in this frustrating state. I pretend not to notice anything and keep waiting for what comes next.
“Saki-chan… enough already.”
Unable to directly say what I want, I called her name and begged, and Saki-chan’s beautiful face came closer, our lips meeting. Touching, pecking, licking. When my lips opened in surprise, her tongue quickly slipped in.
No matter how many times we kiss, I can’t get used to it. And yet, Saki seems to be completely aware of me and is enchanting me.
My tongue was entangled, and I was the only one being toyed with; it felt so good that I clutched Saki-chan’s clothes as if to cling to them. I felt like I would be shaken off if I didn’t hold on.
“Snow, …hm, Snow.”
When my name is called between kisses, a feeling of wistfulness wells up. As Saki-chan’s arms embrace my body and the other arm presses my head back, the kisses deepen even more, making me feel like I might forget to breathe.
I wish I could stop thinking altogether. I want to surrender myself to Saki-chan, dedicate myself, and become entirely hers. With a deep kiss and a hazy consciousness, I find myself thinking about nothing but that.
“It seems you are not able to concentrate.”
Just when I thought the kiss had abruptly ended, I was pushed down, and the soft futon caught my back. Once pinned down, it was now my turn to look up.
Saki-chan’s long hair is like a curtain separating me from the outside world, and the glaring light coming through the gap made me squint. In the narrowed, hazy view ahead, I was pierced by Saki-chan’s gaze.
A feverish gaze. I can’t resist the strong look that is moist yet intense.
“Saki-chan… come here.”
I can’t help but desire it. I want to embrace all the heat that Saki-chan carries, to accept it, so I wrap my arms around her neck and pull her close.
Saki-chan smiled happily and leaned in closer. Feeling the heat of the palm that had slipped under my clothes directly, I let out a hot sigh.
Saki-chan. My one and only deity. Please guide me like this.
Tonight, the night passes by without me being able to hear anything.
The future is a fleeting dream.
These guys became mythological!!!
I hope Saki-chan’s membrane breaks soon…
>>6
I don’t think there’s anything left in the flow of the conversation…
Hatsune… become my last woman…
It may just be that Saki-chan is still a top.
Uisaki suits this kind of atmosphere.
How about I take the lead…
I prepared by watching the video!
It’s not the kind of atmosphere…
Shoko has a very skilled vibe.
I’m a pianist.
There are too many women I have in mind.
Well, it’s either Mutsumi, Soyo, and Akari, or it’s everyone…
Everyone, write a forward too.
I felt like I could be a substitute for someone, but I can’t help but be concerned about Hatsune…
>>17
It’s true to the original story that one sways between the two opposing sides, genuinely torn.
I don’t need memories.
It’s quite erotic, isn’t it?
But in the end, Shoko chose Hatsune.
That is an undeniable truth.
>>20
It seems like we’re going to spend the night after the second battle at Soyoto and Asukayama…
>>22
This response is different…
>>24
It’s a really terrible story, but it’s easier to draw Hatsune when her mind is moderately shattered and cloudy…
This one is the real deal.
The cat’s first sound is erotic and healthy!
Everyone, please write about the cat Hatsune…
It’s nice to have wounds that can only be healed slowly…
It might be true that there are quite a few upright Hatsune Miku characters if you look at Shibu.
Personally, I have a strong impression that Hatsune is either a cowardly seme or uke.
Once I have some mental space, it might be different.
Since the emergence of Hatsune, the trend of cats has also begun to develop, but there certainly aren’t many works as such…
There are no domestic products or even pictures…
When it’s growing, it has the impression of being a male, and when it’s not, it has the impression of being a female.
The ratio of Saki’s sprouts to Shoko’s was too high, and it didn’t work out.
Why can’t these two stay away from each other’s dicks?
>>31
Is there…?
I was able to have a relationship with Shoko, but there was already an SS where Mutsumi had made a move on her…
Why would you do something so sad…
I want to draw a bright, cheerful cat named Hatsune.
What is output is something dim… Why…
I wonder if I should just make it a bad Hatsune, and that leads all the way to the mastermind behind everything…
>>37
I can’t believe the identity of the scammer who stole 16.8 billion is Hatsune… I won’t believe that!
I want to let you have a normal life, but if I do too much, it seems like the fun of Garupa would disappear.
Being just a silly couple is fine, but it makes me feel a bit uneasy.
Isn’t it true that once the marine bell is filled, it’s not the end?