「W…what is it?」
Kohaku got off from Taiyou’s knees, and walking next to Aoba, whispered into her ear.
Whatever Kohaku told her, Aoba seemed to be a bit flustered by.
But it was only for an instant, as her confusion seemed to disappear quickly, and she seemed to have committed to whatever it was.
「Well, let’s do it then.」
On the other hand, Kohaku was ready to do whatever she had told Aoba to do. The nubile granny had a face like she was plotting something sinister, as both she and Aoba looked at Taiyou.
The two girls nodded at each other in agreement, and split to the left and right, then surrounding Taiyou on both sides.
They both approached him on either side, looming close to him.
He seemed like a man holding a flower on each side, on top of the sofa. An unpopular male student like in this position, he had a grim face, much like someone who was about to curse someone to death. <<<
With all of this attention, this is how he embodied happiness in this scene. Kohaku and Aoba, both of them pressing their hot bodies making Taiyou’s heart seem to steam.
(Did Kohaku talk to Aoba to get her to do this?)
Taiyou was a bit lost.
Like a protagonist deaf to choices in a love novel, he already had a physical relation with the two women. Maybe this mean that he could touch both of them without holding back from now on.
Kohaku really had just been sitting upon his knees. Even though she looked like a child on her father’s lap, she was flirting with all her might, dripping with an erotic nectar .
If he was now in this position, even without the whispering it seemed that Aoba that had sat beside him was the other side of the attack.
Why had Kohaku whispered into her ear?
He had his doubts, but they were cleared up right away.
「Husband, I want you to treat me, ruff.」
「Please be nice to me-ow.」
His question seemed to leak through his nostrils, in a very nasal voice.
Kohaku seemed very excited, while Aoba was shy…and Taiyou confused.
What were his two wives doing, Taiyou couldn’t understand.
「What are you doing, Kokaku?」
He knew Kohaku was up to something, as he asked her.
「It’s not Kohaku, ruff, I’m just your Eternal Little doggie Haku, ruff.」
「Are you okay with throwing away your identity like that?」
「All okay, no problem, ruff.」
「All you make is problems!」
「Please pet me-ow…」
He was now as red as a freshly boiled octopus. Those cute lips putting those cute expressions together like that, with that cute meow at the end.
It was so cute he couldn’t help himself, but it was also kind of painful to watch.
「If you’re that embarrassed, you don’t have to do that…」
「I’m not embarrassed at all…meow.」
On the left was doggie Kohaku, on the right was kitty Aoba.
Surrounded by the two, being squeezed by their bodies.
Even though he was encapsulated by the heated radiance of the two girls’ bodies, he was grimacing awkwardly.
(This kind of suits them so.)
He said silently to himself.
Everything for you, everything to support you. As she declared this, she seemed like the type that would speak it, like a dog…a woman like a beloved dog.
Unlike the usual pressure put on him, Aoba’s was more subtle, holding her body back in a weaker posture.
Taiyou almost seemed to have the praiseworthy nature of an owner that was loved by his two pets.
On the other side, out of one of the wives Taiyou had was a girl that hated him when she met him, Aoba, as a cat. Including the ponytail that she swished around as she gestured was the emotional nature that comes with being a cat.
Her face was look aways from his, but her body was firmly against his. He noticed that she wasn’t being curt with him now, as she held her body close.
A cat and dog.
The two roles playing like this was ever so cute.
Kohaku on one side mimicking a barking dog, and the face-turned, mouth-closed, but body-close nature of Aoba.
He told them that all this was unnecessary, but now it was starting to turn him on.
He said, putting his hand out towards Kohaku.
Said Kohaku as she gleefully jumped away from him, and crouched down to put her ‘paw’ straight onto Taiyou’s.
As she put her hand onto his, while panting away, she looked at Taiyou with eyes full of expectation.
Praise me, praise me, as if her eyes were saying.
「Awww, such a cute puppy.」
He pulled her hand towards him and when she drew close he gave her a kiss.
When their lips separated, her face seemed to look almost intoxicated by it all.
It seemed as if she might have forgotten her role as a dog, but she whined at him like one, and then exhausted, tumbled into his arms.
He went to pet the back of her cutely-cut bob-cut, while he looked at Aoba.
Perhaps because she had been front seat to the light kiss that he had given Kohaku, she sat with an flushed look.
She stared at him with a greedy stare, and he responded by tickling her chin with a curled finger.
Taiyou mischievously mimicked her strange sound.
He didn’t just say that, but stopped stroking Aoba’s chin and went back to stroking Kohaku again.
「Yes, it seems Kohaku is the cuter one.」
Both of the girls seemed really into it…or maybe not. Purely, he thought only one was into it.
「I’m happy, ruff.」
Different from before, now she mimicked a dog in a much more mellow voice.
「Bark once more for me.」
He kissed Kohaku for barking as she did again. Just a quick peck.
After Aoba saw the kiss, she looked at him, and turned away, pouting.
She wasn’t completely turned away from him though. She seemed a bit lost at what to do, and glanced at Taiyou now and again.
He slightly lost face was very cute. So cute, in fact, he wanted to jump on her.
But Kohaku was the one that stopped him.
She imitated a whimpering dog again, pulling at his clothes, looking straight at him.
Gesturing almost as if she was begging, but looking at him with very different eyes.
He understood what her eyes were saying, and calming himself, began to tease Aoba.
After Aoba was teased a bit, she fidgeted, looking even cuter.
Finally, it looked like she was ready to play along.
She was imitating a cat, and pretending to lick her paw.
With that gesture she looked up at Taiyou. After seeing her Taiyou couldn’t hold back any longer.
「Damn! You’re too cute Aoba!」
He pulled her arm to him just like he did with Kohaku and kissed her.
He pushed her down onto the sofa.
He kissed her all over her body.
He thought of kissing Aoba like that.
(Which one is the sweeter?)
Thinking that, while holding Aoba, he began to kiss Kohaku.
Kohaku, then Aoba.
Both of them were so cute, he was lost in fooling around with both of them.