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However, her expressions and movements always felt incredibly familiar to Shirakawa Natsu.
In an instant, he found the familiar source.
Isn't this exactly how he usually flirts with girls?
They just switched genders.
He became the one being flirted with.
"Hmm, there are other options, want to try them?" As Mikoto spoke, her hand wandered over to his thigh.
Stroking upwards along the inner thigh.
Bai Chuanxia rested his head on her lap, his lips twitching. It wasn't that he hadn't been touched by women before; for example, his aunt was quite skilled at it.
But Auntie's teasing is completely different from Miyuki's.
The former arouses his masculine impulses.
As for Miyuki, no matter how you look at it, she seems to be flirting with him as if he were a woman, coupled with her affectionate eyes.
It was clearly an obscene and indecent act, but it became provocative. It seems that the definition of harassment really depends on looks.
Shirakawa Natsu is a man, so he is unaffected. He pressed down on her right hand, which had already touched the base of his thigh, and said, "Hey, Miyuki, aren't you doing it backwards? Also, why are you so skilled at this?"
"Oh~" Mikoto kept his eyes on him, a handsome and unrestrained smile on his lips: "Why don't you guess which number you are?"
"..." Shirakawa Natsumi was certain that Miyuki was treating him like a woman she had dated in the past, and was toying with him.
To be honest, lying in the arms of a handsome woman and being teased like this feels very different.
"That's enough, I'm not in the mood for this." Shirakawa Natsu shook her head and tried to get up from her embrace. "Besides, don't you think this is weird?"
"Hmph." Mikoto chuckled, lowered her head, and kissed him on the lips again.
"?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. This kiss was even more forceful than before.
He tried to get up, but suddenly felt her hands skillfully grip his joints, making it impossible for him to break free in an instant.
Good grief, so this is how she uses the fighting skills she learned?
The image of Master Genki flashed through Shirakawa Natsumi's mind in an instant.
The last time I saw him, his hair was getting thinner and thinner, and it was probably only a matter of time before he became bald.
As he was lost in thought, his clothes were pulled up, exposing his abdomen.
Miyuki slipped her hand under his clothes and pinched his chest with her fingers.
The kisses moved down from his lips to his neck, tickling him a little.
"..."
Shirakawa Natsu suddenly realized that this was the way to deal with a woman who was playing hard to get: forcefully take her first.
Good grief, I've become a woman.
At this point, should you shout "No!" a few times and then struggle a bit?
He was still considering whether or not to struggle.
Miyuki had already raised her head, looking down at him with a wicked smile: "I'll stop if you don't agree."
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Miyuki is handsome, a kind of handsome that's uniquely feminine. He's got that kind of masculine charm; if you put his picture online, both men and women would call him "husband."
Shirakawa Natsu admitted that he was a little jealous.
Now I'm lying in her arms, being looked down at by her aggressive gaze.
This is the kind of gaze that can turn a dominant person into a submissive one.
Now that they've kissed, no one would stop them.
Mikoto's confident expression suggested that he wasn't worried about being refused at all.
"I refuse!" Bai Chuanxia lay in her arms, still defiant. He was a minotaur, how could he be turned from a top to a bottom by a woman?
"What I, Shirakawa Natsumi, like to do most is talk to those self-righteous guys..."
He was halfway through his sentence when Miyuki lowered her head and bit his lip again, this time with great force, making his lip sting.
Shirakawa Natsu resisted for a moment, but her body was restrained, so her resistance was ineffective, and she was kissed in a mess.
After a while, their lips parted.
"You liar, didn't you stop just now because you said I refused?" Shirakawa Natsu didn't dislike her tongue, even though it was a bit forceful.
Miyuki grinned, a playful glint in his eyes: "I was just kidding."
Her tone was self-righteous, as if everything was a matter of course.
"Is this how you usually deal with women?" Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. He admitted that with Miyuki's looks, most women would be flustered and inexplicably lose their virginity after such a flirting session.
“No.” Mikoto licked his lips, his gaze deep and earnest: “Only you are special.”
"..." If Shirakawa Natsumi hadn't been watching her the whole time, she would have actually believed what she said: "Okay, stop using the same flirting techniques you usually use on women to flirt with me."
After he finished speaking, he pushed Miyuki away and sat up from her arms.
The moment he stood up, Miyuki reached out and hugged him.
Shirakawa Natsu then sat on her lap.
He was two centimeters shorter than Miyuki and had a slender build.
Miyuki crossed her legs, exuding a mature and sophisticated aura, and held him with her hand.
Surprisingly, the pose didn't look out of place at all.
"..." Shirakawa Natsu lost count of how many times she had been speechless. She sighed softly, "What exactly do you want to do? You're acting strange today."
He felt that Miyuki was acting strangely today.
She was particularly assertive today.
They were too forceful.
I used to think of her as a wolfhound—aggressive yet obedient.
But today, she seems to be disobeying me.
"No, this is me." Miyuki lowered her head and kissed Shirakawa Natsu's neck, biting down hard on a small piece of flesh.
"Ouch, that hurts." Shirakawa Natsu frowned, a sharp pain shooting through the spot on her neck where she had been bitten.
Miyuki immediately released his mouth, took the kiss into his lips, and gently licked and sucked it with his tongue, quickly leaving a hickey:
"Kimura asked me if I would be jealous if I saw you with other women, and I think I've found the answer."
Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, forgetting the pain in her neck, and looked at her strangely.
He was also very curious about how Miyuki defined the relationship between the two.
To still call it just friendship now would be a gross overreaction.
But to call it love, it lacks something.
The feeling he got from Miyuki, and the mood he had when he was with her, were completely different from those he got from Arina, Nao, and his aunt.
He couldn't figure out the relationship between the two of them either.
Miyuki placed him on her lap, her eyes handsome and bright: "You are like my princess, and I need to protect you."
"..." Shirakawa Natsu felt it was a bit childish, and after a while said, "Instead of knight and princess, how about prince and female knight?"
“No, let’s call her Princess.” Mikoto smiled, finding the title strangely appealing.
“Alright, then my knight is quite the ladies’ man.” Shirakawa Natsumi chuckled. For a moment, it felt like stepping back into childhood, playing house.
He didn't care how Miyuki defined the relationship between the two.
Because this will not change the relationship between the two.
However, he sensed that Miyuki's aggression was particularly strong today. After saying that, he still kissed his neck and reached into his clothes to turn him into a back-to-back position.
Miyuki was sitting with her legs crossed, so he was sitting on one of her legs.
Shirakawa Natsu felt a subtle sense of familiarity with the current position.
But he didn't have time to think about these issues.
Because Mi-no-Kami's other hand had already reached inside.
He was completely under Miyuki's control.
In an instant, Shirakawa Natsu understood the source of the familiarity.
Open some weird websites and find female dominance categories; isn't that the most common position?
But he didn't want to think about these issues anymore. Xia was caught, and although Miyuki tried her best, she had no experience.
Shirakawa Natsu leaned back into her arms.
Forget it, whatever.
The relationship between the two is strange. Whether it's a prince and a female knight or a princess and a knight, since it can't be defined by worldly standards, let's not define it.
As long as the two of them are happy.
"Not going to resist?" Miyuki asked with a half-smile, her face pressed against his, feeling each other's breath.
"Are you a pervert? Is resisting more exciting or something?" Shirakawa Natsumi pouted and tried to push her down.
But as the two fell, Mikoto cleverly turned him into the one lying on the bottom.
"You learned martial arts just for this?" Shirakawa Natsu once said that if your girlfriend knows Jiu-Jitsu, you'll be in all sorts of positions in bed and you won't be able to resist.
He now understands this deeply.
With his minotaur body, he possessed the ultimate human strength, but after his joints were controlled, his body seemed to be locked up.
Miyuki has a great figure, and it feels nice to be held, but the feeling of being completely controlled is not so good.
“No.” Miyuki shook her head: “This is just a side effect.”
After she finished speaking, she parted Shirakawa Natsu's legs, lowered her head and kissed him from his neck down, as if kissing a work of art.
Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was strange. Her brother was surprisingly skilled, but her skill was completely different from her aunt's flirtatious teasing.
When Miyuki kisses him, he always gets the illusion that he's being taken advantage of by a man.
Lying down was so comfortable that he didn't want to get up.
Gradually, their clothes fell to the side, and their skin pressed intimately together.
"So her skin is really smooth," Shirakawa Natsu thought to himself, as Miyuki kissed him all the way down from his abdomen.
Her breath hit my skin, and it felt hot.
"Are you shy?" Mikoto suddenly raised her head, her eyes teasing.
Shirakawa Natsu looked up and saw her upper body. Her figure was so curvaceous, without an ounce of fat, and you could vaguely see her abs.
The two of them looked very strange no matter how you looked at it.
"How do you think I should answer?"
His feelings were quite complicated. Why was she able to create such a strange atmosphere, as if a scumbag had taken a girl's virginity?
But in this situation, it's her first time being a scumbag, while he appears innocent...
A bit messy.
It's just weird.
Shirakawa Natsu felt that nothing was right.
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“I’m going to eat you tonight.” Miyuki grabbed his arm with her left hand and reached her right hand behind his knee, lifting him up from the sofa in a princess carry.
"..." Bai Chuanxia lay in her arms, her expression subtle. When she met her teasing gaze, she turned her head away, but immediately realized that her avoidance of her eyes was like that of a shy little girl. She turned back to meet her gaze, her eyes resolute. Although she couldn't beat her, she would never admit defeat in terms of spirit.