“I am willing to help with this matter too” he said and kneeled down.

He put the tip inside his mouth. He started to lick it and sucked it halfway. I can feel the precummed drips immediately as soon as he puts it in his mouth. I am losing my mind, he looks so innocent and too focused about what he is doing.

Someone’s in the door, "W-wait Yumi" he questionably stared at me while my penis was still inside his mouth. He ignored me and continued to suck it softly with his clumsy yet gentle mouth. Because of his looks, I unexpectedly shoved it all inside his mouth. Just a little bit longer and I think I will cum.

The thing is, the person was still outside of the door and kept knocking. Even though it was against my will, I insisted on pushing his head away from my thing. "I-I think t-there is someone knocking"

He seemed to realize what he was doing, he was expressionless and left immediately.

I hoped I could cum right into his face. I finished off and took a bath at once. I still don't understand his actions, it was conflicting with his words. What should I believe more?

I rushed to come out quickly to see who it was knocking, took away my precious Yumi and prevented me from cumming to his beautiful face! I peeked at them in the living room. He was talking to Miya, thankfully it was not that idiot, Ryota. Miya ran towards me as soon as she noticed I was there and grabbed my face.

"What happened to your eyes?! And what is this? You got stabbed again?! What if it is grave?" here we go again, she was hysterical again.

"Excuse me, I will prepare something to eat" Yumi suddenly stands up and goes to the kitchen.

“Oh sure and thanks Yumi! And now mister Miyuki can you put on some clothes before we continue?” she ordered when it was her that made me stop going to the bedroom.

When I came back to her, she was already happily eating pancakes. Yumi was in the bathroom.

“Hey Mister, I will finish this first and I will leave, I need to go. Let us just catch up on chat, right?” she asked before I sat on the sofa.

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“No please don't leave me right now” I still don't know how to face Yumi after what we did in the bathroom. I need Miya to avoid him for now. Right! We should talk about the perpetrator who is constantly targeting me.

“I'm sorry to say that your pretty face does not work to make me stay” she sarcastically said “I would prefer if that gentleman would ask me to stay, right Yumi?” she jokingly said while pointing to Yumi who just got out of the bathroom.

“What are you talking about?” our eyes suddenly met. “Please excuse me, I will do the laundry, you should hang out a little more” he said and left.

“Come on, chat is better and more private, Goodbye!” she hurriedly stood up and shouted to Yumi “Yumi I will be going now, thank you for the pancakes!” in an instant she vanished.

To kill the boredom and avoid interaction with Yumi, I just worked out until he called for dinner.

As expected, we were awkwardly eating and facing each other’s food. No one dares to spea-

“How was the thing with Miya?” he suddenly asked but he was still not looking at my face.

“We were getting along, we even talked about the imprintee-”

“That’s good, about your awakening, stop thinking about it and focus on being strong enough to face any possible attacks” after he said that, he would leave me alone at the table.

While I was doing the dishes, I was wondering if I should apologize to him because I forced him to stop? Nope, it will only make him more embarrassed. Or should I give him a blowjob instead? It will make us both embarrassed right? Ugh! Whatever! I don’t want to end our day like this. I hope he also feels the same way.

“You can drink this” I was startled when he suddenly talked right beside me and handed me a small glass with blood. Not just blood, it was his blood! I can smell it precisely!

“How? W-why did you do it?!” He was hiding it but I can still smell it coming from his wrists. I grabbed his left wrist before he was about to walk away from me. “I don’t want to be saved or recover or whatever if it will just put you in danger situations” I just muttered while looking at the floor because I started to feel the tears were about to fall. I just couldn't control it no matter how I tried until it unconsciously fell.

“I just want to help you, what if suddenly someone tries to abduct you again? You are not yet in your good condition.” I don’t want to hear any of his explanations. I hate him for putting himself in danger. And there goes my tears that betrayed me and continuously drip. “Hey are you crying? Stop it, I’m sorry I just want to help.”

All of a sudden, he cupped my face and shouted “I said stop!” our eyes met and we were both caught by that moment “c-crying” he continued demurely.

I leaned towards his shy face, “Then help me like this” I pressed my lips onto him and forced my tongue inside his mouth.