"Did I... lock it?"
The heavy wooden door clicked shut, sealing them in a world of silence and shadows, leaving Fumiko unaware that she wasn't alone.
"Did I... lock it?"
The heavy wooden door clicked shut, sealing them in a world of silence and shadows, leaving Fumiko unaware that she wasn't alone.
"You're late, Fumiko."
Trapped between the rows of ancient books, Taro pressed his body against hers, the air thick with unspoken desire.
"H-hmm..."
His lips silenced her protests, his hand tracing the curve of her waist under the thin fabric of her cardigan.
"Ah... right there!"
The cool air met her heated skin as the skirt was hiked up, his mouth claiming her warmth in the quiet darkness.
"Fumiko!"
She bent over the wooden desk, surrendering to the primal rhythm as the walls of the library echoed with their passion.
"Ahhh... yes!"
The final release washed over them both, a silent, explosive climax amidst the towering shelves.