Miyagi who isn't mine — 218
Translated by KaiesV
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Miyagi is always hesitant but never reserved.
Eventually, she unbuttons all the buttons of my blouse and stares at me.
The way she looks at me, I don’t feel any consideration for me. Even though I am wearing a camisole, it’s unsettling to think that she was looking at my body one way or the other.
「I thought I told you to mark it, not look at it.」
I called out to Miyagi, who is looking at my chest.
「I’m putting it on now, so shut up.」
「Okay, okay.」
At the sound of my voice, Miyagi’s fingers trace the shoulder straps of my camisole.
There is no mood for kissmarks.
She just looks at me and crawls her fingers along my body.
This isn’t a bad time to have Miyagi’s gaze and feelings all to myself. I feel embarrassed to be staring into her unreserved eyes, but I hope this time lasts because I know that Miyagi is looking only at me and thinking only of me.
「Sendai-san.」
A reserved voice called out,「What is it?」I replied, and Miyagi gently patted my chest from the top of my camisole.
「Sendai-san is going to put it where I put my marks, right?」
「Yes. Have you decided?」
「It will be decided soon.」
With a small voice, my shoulder straps are almost shifted, and my body stiffens for a moment, wondering if she intends to take them off. But Miyagi’s hand stopped, as if lost, and pressed a little above my breasts, which were hidden by the camisole.
「Mark it here.」
Miyagi declares and attaches her lips to the pressed place.
My skin is sucked hard to take the heat from the body.
Nerves gather at the place where her lips are pressed and I am clearly aware that Miyagi has marked me. The bodies of others don’t mix like water and oil, yet the parts of our bodies that are touching each other want to melt and become one with Miyagi.
I stroke Miyagi’s hair and hug her head.
Her lips attach strongly to my body, but she quickly pushes me away.
「I marked it.」
Miyagi blurts out and runs away from my arms.
A little above my bra, I look down and see a small mark.
Miyagi’s finger strokes the fresh mark and moves away.
「The mark, is one enough?」
「It’s enough.」
「The mark Miyagi put on it the other day has disappeared, and you can reapply it.」
A red mark on the inside of my thigh.
It was made by Miyagi, who didn’t obey the order to lick my feet, and it’s gone now. A kissmark is not eternal. They disappear over time, assimilate into me, and I want them again.
So if Miyagi wants me to wear it, I can wear it again.
「…If I put it back on, Sendai-san will put it in the same place.」
Miyagi says in a low voice.
「Of course.」
「Then, I’m not letting you.」
「Okay, Miyagi. Take off your sweatshirt.」
When I said this, Miyagi maturely takes off her sweatshirt and leaves only a cut-and-sew.
「Take that off, too.」
I pull on the cut-and-sew she is wearing.
「Eh, why?」
「I don’t think I can mark it with your clothes on.」
Miyagi put a kissmark on my chest slightly above my chest.
It was in a place where she could only put it on if she unbuttoned my blouse, and not while wearing a cut-and-sew. If I wanted to mark the same spot, I would have to ask her to take off her cut-and-sew.
「You can put it on without taking it off.」
「It’s impossible. Take it off.」
「I don’t want to.」
「If you don’t want to undress yourself, I’ll undress you.」
I have done enough in the past to take off my top, and even I have had my blouse unbuttoned, so Miyagi should at least take off her cut and sewn.
「I don’t want that too.」
「I’m telling you, you have to take it off to put it on.」
「Only Sendai-san thinks that way.」
「Miyagi.」
When I let go of the hem of her cut-and-sew shirt I was pulling on, calling her name strongly, I could hear her complaining.
「Then, take off your clothes, Sendai-san.」
「I don’t mind, but you, Miyagi?」
「I’ll take it off myself.」
「That’s fine, just take it off first.」
Her words are what I expected, and I have no hesitation in complying. But I have a feeling that if I take off my clothes first, Miyagi will not do so as per the terms of the exchange.
I look at Miyagi.
She doesn’t want to take off her clothes, as if my expectations were right.
「If you don’t take your clothes off, I’ll put a kissmark where I can see it, okay?」
Miyagi raised an eyebrow at me quietly, and then, as if she had no choice, took off her cut-and-sew shirt and left me in her underwear.
「Sendai-san, is this okay?」
「Yes. I’ll take this then.」
Before I hear a response, I hide Miyagi’s clothes behind my body. Then I keep my promise and take off my blouse before she complains.
「Take that off, too.」
Miyagi pulls on my camisole.
Well, yes.
There’s no way I’m allowed to just take off her blouse. I maturely take off my camisole as well, leaving only my bra.
But Miyagi is still not convinced.
「Give me back my clothes.」
「After I made the mark.」
Look at Miyagi with a grumpy look on her face.
I see the white underwear covering her modest breasts.
My heart is loud.
My heart is beating so loud that it’s hard to breathe. I must have seen these Miyagi in the past, but I am terribly nervous.
I can’t help but be aware that only Miyagi can be like this and that she is special to me.
「Don’t just look at it, put it on.」
When I reply to the low voice,「Even Miyagi saw me,」I get a glare.
I touch the strap of her bra.
It’s simple design is more Miyagi-like than glamorous. But it could be something a little prettier.
「If you don’t mark it, I’ll wear the clothes and give it back.」
She doesn’t sound angry, but I can hear that she’s in a very bad mood.
If I could, I would watch Miyagi all the time, but if I watch too much, I’m afraid I’ll be kicked out of this room before I can make my mark.
I run my finger over Miyagi’s chest, in the same spot where I was marked.
This is the place Miyagi wanted to mark, and it’s a place I’d be happy to mark.
I put my lips to the same place where I was marked. I press down hard to melt her body and suck hard and hard on her skin. I leave my lips with a mark to make this place special so that I can remain in Miyagi’s body for as long as possible.
「Miyagi. Can I put one more on?」
I ask, stroking the red mark I just put on.
「I’m only wearing one.」
「You can put it where I put it also, Miyagi.」
「Sendai-san, I don’t want to because you have no sense of shame. You’re thinking of putting it in a weird place.」
「I think I’ve told you before, I’m embarrassed too.」
I argue with Miyagi, who is rude, but she gives me a look of disbelief.
「Doesn’t look like there is.」
「It’s there.」
「Then, where do you want to put it on?」
I drop my gaze to Miyagi’s leg.
If I were allowed, I would like to put my lips on the inside of her thigh. I want to leave a red mark, kiss the tip of her foot, and let my tongue crawl over it.
「The last time, where Miyagi put it on.」
「What if they change it back?」
「I’m hoping to put it back on.」
「Sendai-san, you erotic demon god.」
Called by an unwilling name, I let out a small gasp.
「So where was Miyagi going to put it if I didn’t put it back on?」
「…Here, take it off.」
Miyagi says as she pulls on the straps of my bra.
「You mean you want to put it on where I have to take it off?」
「You won’t let me?」
「I’m not the only one who’s erotic.」
「Not as much as Sendai-san, Give me my clothes back already.」
When she said this, Miyagi put out her hand as if urging me to do so.
「I can take it off if you let me put marks where I want to put them.」
Instead of returning the clothes, I make an offer that shouldn’t be so bad. But Miyagi didn’t like it, and I hear a cold voice.
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「Give me back my clothes.」
「I’m not going to.」
「Sendai-san, give it back.」
Miyagi approaches me and hugs me as she reaches out to take the clothes hidden behind my body. Though wearing a bra, the body temperatures mingle with each other, skin to skin, with nothing to cover them.
It is warm, hot, and pleasant.
The smooth skin suckles against me, bringing not only the comfort of body heat, but also impure feelings.
「Sendai-san, you’re hot. Let go.」
I’m tickled to hear her voice in my ear.
I put strength into the hand I put around Miyagi’s body, and she pinches my side.
「Let me mark my favorite spot and I’ll leave you alone.」
「…Sendai-san.」
「What?」
Get away from her as soon as possible.
Anticipating her next words, she lets out a small breath.
「I told you to keep it under control, but is that okay with you if I keep it under control?」
Miyagi asks something I never thought she would ask.
「Yes.」
「Why?」
「I want you to pick out a pair of earrings for me.」
「——Is that really what this is all about?」
Miyagi says as she probes and pushes my body.
The skin that had been clinging to me separates, the heat that had been communicating with me is gone, and I suddenly become unreliable.
「It’s for that kind of thing. So choose quickly.」
I grab Miyagi’s hand, feeling as if the room, which should have been too warm, has turned cold. As I gently kissed her fingertips, I heard a small voice.
「…I don’t know what kind of earrings would suit Sendai-san.」
「Anything’s fine to me.」
「I’m not fine with that. I couldn’t see the necklace, but I could see the earrings.」
I had to hide a pendant I got in high school.
The markings on my body also had to be hidden.
But I don’t have to hide my piercings.
I want to wear the ones Miyagi gave me where I can see them.
「It’s okay that you can see them.」
「…It’s because you’re beautiful, Sendai-san.」
「Eh?」
The words said in a disappearing voice are not what I expected, and a pause comes out of my voice.
「I can’t pick something weird.」
Unintelligibly, Miyagi says, and drops her gaze.
「What does that——」
「I don’t care what it is, just give me my clothes back.」
What does that mean?
And before I can ask, the clothes I had hidden away are taken from me. As I continue to watch Miyagi changing in a daze, her hand strokes my mark again. She then pressed her lips slightly below it, sucking hard on the skin to make a new mark.
「Miyagi, I’ll mark the spot where it was now.」
「I don’t want to.」
Any more is not good.
I would love to take off my bra and be marked there without an exchange.
I would want to do the same thing to Miyagi.
I have been fooling myself with the act of marking, but I don’t think I can do it forever.
「Miyagi, keep your promise.」
Miyagi looks up at my voice.
「Choose my earrings properly.」
「That’s one thing, but another promise.」
「One thing?」
「Yes, that’s right. You remember the promise we made the day you told me to tell you how good Miyagi felt, like a pervert.」
「…I’m not a pervert.」
「Promise that next time I can do you, Miyagi. If you remember that, I can pretend you’re not a pervert.」
The day I was blindfolded and touched by Miyagi.
Miyagi said it was okay to be done to me.
「That wasn’t a promise that the next time I could do it, it would be from you, Sendai-san.」
「That’s a promise.」
「Sendai-san, you’ll be my roommate, right?」
I don’t want to make promises I can’t keep.
That’s what Miyagi says in that tone of voice.
「We could do it as roommates.」
I say clearly and look at Miyagi.
If she wants the relationship to remain ambiguous, that’s fine.
Miyagi wants to be the way she wants to be.
However, I would like to formulate a vague promise that it is okay for me to do so.
「One of these days, you’re gonna have to keep your word.」
「…And when is that?」
「In the near future.」
Saying this, I kissed Miyagi’s earrings
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