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Reminder: Dialogue will use “quotation marks”, thoughts will be italicized, and thoughts Saiki projects instead of speaking will use “both”. If he’s reading someone else’s thoughts they will appear ‘like this’.
and to the person that directly copied this before, die in a hole
Well this is unfortunate.
Kusuo examined the broken tinted glasses on his nightstand. He looked up toward the window in his room and noticed a small hole, just about the size of a baseball. After looking around his room again, he found said ball at the foot of his bed. It must have gone through his window bouncing off his glasses on the nightstand and rolled under his bed.
What a pain. Whatever, I just have to fix it.
He held the glasses in his open palm and let his powers wash over his glasses. Just like usual, the cracks faded away instantly. He turned them over to inspect, accidentally cracking them again.
What the hell? I barely twitched my hand and it completely split in half.
Kusuo sighed to himself. Even his powers had limits and now he would be able to do a simple restore. Still, it was only in two pieces, he should be able to fix it. By getting a little creative with his pyrokinesis and other powers, his glasses were good as new. He was very careful as he put them on this time, not wanting to repeat his actions. Then he noticed the green tint was lessened and the sides of the glasses had a new shine to them that wasn’t there before. Overall the glasses felt sturdier, as if they’d been reinforced.
He scratched his head absentmindedly, then felt how one of his antennae had been skewed. It was almost knocked out of his head completely. He pushed it in and looked back at his glasses.
I might have gone too far. But, how bad can more advanced glasses be anyways?
Despite his nonchalant thoughts, there was a deep worry sinking in the pit of his stomach as he got ready for school.
“Hey buddy! What’s up,” Nendo shouted behind Saiki as he walked to school.
Saiki sighed, turning to him with a frown.
Nothing get lost.
“Hey Saiki, did you pick which of the fables you’re doing your project on?” Kuboyasu asked.
“Fable? Project? What are you talking about?” The psychic projected into their minds.
Saiki turned his head to the side questioningly, forgetting about their discussion. Where was the jumpscare of their muscles assaulting his eyes? He blinked, confused when his vision still showed their normal forms. There wasn’t a bone or muscle tissue in sight.
“You know the project we’re starting this week. We had to pick a fable from the list the teacher had and work with partners to create a version for it in modern times.” The former thug clarified.
Oh.
He had forgotten all about that. He supposed it didn’t matter. The project was starting this week and as long as he got someone half normal it should be fine. They all made it to class on time like usual, waiting for the list of partners to be passed around.
Saiki listened in on the rest of his classmates and was pleased to note it sounded like everyone was behaving as usual.
Perfect.
Plenty of students had already written their names together. Hairo was competent enough and strangely didn’t have a partner. Saiki wrote his name next to Hairo without any worry. Soon the list was passed back to the teacher who began writing the fables with their corresponding partners on the chalkboard.
Everyone began walking toward their assigned partner as the teacher wrote. Saiki waited patiently for Hairo to appear, until he felt the unmistakable glow of someone approach him.
“Oh Saiki, it looks like we both wound up being partners,” Teruhashi squealed.
Life isn’t fair.
Sure enough, his name had wound up next to hers on the chalkboard in the teacher’s writing. He looked around the room trying to piece together how such a thing could happen. Obviously, every boy had begun erasing their names and putting them next to her own. The jumble of eraser marks and half drawn letters must have spelled out a name similar enough to his own. Hairo must have seen they had the same person listed and kindly offered to pick a different partner for Teruhashi’s sake. God truly did have favorites.
With a sigh, the pink haired boy stood up and turned to face his partner. She smiled that same perfect welcoming smile she had practiced and waited for him to respond. For a second, Saiki was struck with the realization that this was one of the few times he could look at her without the startling image of her insides tainting it.
Now that I’m looking at her, she really does have a well structured face. On a superficial level, she really is quite pretty. No wonder she’s so self-absorbed.
Her cheeks tinged a slight pink, only adding to the pretty aspect he was noticing.
‘He’s just staring at me! Is there something on my face? No, there's never anything on my face, I’m too perfect for that. But he’s never looked at me that way before. Normally it’s like he’s just looking past me,’ she thought.
Oh no. I had spent too long staring at her.
“What fable are we doing again?” He asked telepathically.
She coughed, recomposing herself before flashing that practiced bright smile. “We’re doing the tortoise and the hare, do you want to meet up after school in the library to work on it?”
Not like I have a choice.
He nodded his head in response, much to her pleasure.
“Great! I’ll meet you there right after school!”
‘Now's my chance to finally get Saiki to fall for me. I can just tell something is different. Today is the day!’ She thought as she glided away.
Don’t get ahead of yourself.
It was clear something had been disrupting his x-ray vision. When he had restored his glasses this morning, he must have gone too far and advanced them to also filter out his vision related powers. It wasn’t the worst thing that could’ve happened, all things considered. In fact, it was kind of nice. Saiki had gotten used to seeing everyone’s skeletons, he had forgotten how peaceful it could be to not witness such monstrosities with every encounter.
Normally, he could still see faces and bodies, just not without the preemptive x-ray scan beforehand. It was a bit like when you used a website to watch a video and there’s always a pop up ad you have to click past. Imagine that every time you blinked. It was freaky, but like everything else he had gotten used to it. Now it felt like something was constantly missing.
There are worse things that could’ve happened with my antenna off.
“So I grabbed a copy of the fable already. There was only one left so I figured it would be okay if we shared,” Teruhashi said sweetly as she came to their table in the library.
Saiki took a second to read her mind and was a bit shocked to find out she was telling the truth. Having to share a book would be exactly the type of thing she’d do to get him to be swayed by her.
She suggested reading it once before trying to adapt it. Since it was a common fable, they both had an idea of how the story went. Nevertheless, she insisted on reading it out loud for both of them. She gracefully scooted next to him so he could also see the pages.
‘Now’s my chance. I can use reading this book as an excuse to sit next to him! He’s probably freaking out getting to be so close to me.’ She thought as she took her seat.
Good Grief.
He purposefully made sure to not be close enough to accidentally touch her. She was already too caught up in this assignment as is. Still, she sat close enough that he could smell the sweet scent of her perfume. It was a perfect mixture of something floral but also soft. Nothing pungent or overwhelming, how perfectly on brand for her.
“Once upon a time…” she began.
Saiki sat back in his seat and paid attention to the story. It never hurts to listen to it at least once. At least she had a good reading voice, something she’d no doubt practiced several times. Her voice suited her features, now that he could see it clearly. He’d always thought about her as overly arrogant and conceited.Yet, right now she just sounded calm and confident.Plus, while she read, her thoughts were momentarily stilled.
The next hour and a half passed by easily enough. She was fairly studious after all. He carefully evaded most of the small talk with just nods of agreement. Pretty soon they were done with about half of their adaptation.
A soft jingle chimed on the speakers, interrupting their writing. “Attention everyone, the library will be closing in fifteen minutes”.
“Oh, my it’s already time to go. Great work today Saiki!” Teruhashi said with a small smile.
‘He really does work hard. I’m a bit surprised since normally he’s an average student,’ she thought.
I do work hard to be average.
‘He must be working so hard to impress me!’
One step forward two steps back.
“Say Saiki,” she began as she packed her books into her backpack. “Well, since we’re working so well today. I was wondering if you wanted to come back to my place to finish the project? I mean, we still have a few hours before dinner and I don’t want to spend the whole week working on this.”
He waited a minute before responding, checking her thoughts for any ulterior motives.
‘As much as I want to get Saiki to like me, spending too much time with him might make me look desperate. Plus with all the extra activities I do, I really can’t afford to spend too much time on this,’ she thought.
Oh, I guess she does just want to work. I’m going to ignore that extra bit.
“Sure,” he projected into her mind.
“Great! Here’s my address, I’ll see you there.” She said with her signature shiny smile.
Her fingertips briefly skimmed past his own as she handed him the paper with her address on it. He felt something stir in his chest at the contact mixed with her pretty grin. He didn’t like strange feelings and chose to ignore it for his own sake.
Saiki stood outside her house hesitantly. The strange feeling was not boding well for him. He was not the most social person and he didn’t care for relationships or feelings that come with them. It’s not that he couldn’t experience them, at least, he thinks he probably could. It’s just if you see naked bodies and skeletons all the time, you get kind of used to it. Thinking about trying to see other humans without their clothes loses its appeal.
It wasn’t always like that though. In fact going through puberty was incredibly awkward. He learned how to keep his features stone cold during that time, unless he wanted to walk around with a nosebleed or hard-on the rest of his life. He was a healthy teenage boy, he’d tried masterbating a few times…It was just…a bit difficult as he got older and his powers developed more.
Anyways, he could only ignore Teruhashi’s thoughts for so long. She was a bit obsessive and he knew she only wanted his reaction to satisfy her pride. He couldn’t ignore the strange feeling of going over to her house by himself.
Wasn’t this something his classmates always talked about wanting to do?
He doubted Teruhashi had asked him for anything in that realm. In fact he knew that’s not why she asked him over. So why did he feel so weird?
It’s too much trouble. I’ll just turn back and tell her I got caught up helping my parents or something.
“Oh, hey Saiki. Looks like you beat me here,” that familiar feminine voice called out.
He turned and saw Teruhashi walking up to him with a to-go bag in her hands.
“I hope I didn’t keep you out here too long. I bumped into Mera on my way here. She had a few extra treats she wanted to share.” She thought a snarky ‘surprisingly’ in her mind as she finished.
Well played God.
The house was exactly like it looked on the outside; spacious and perfect. He took off his shoes and followed her through her short tour of the house. He whipped his head back and forth searching for signs of her pervy brother.
“You’re probably wondering where Mokoto is,” she stated.
Who’s reading who’s mind?
“He’s doing a big film for the summer so he’s out of town for the next few months.” She said with a silent thanks to her god. “My parents are hanging out with their friends after work too. So I guess it’s just us.”
At least that means its less chaotic.
“Oh God! What if he thinks I arranged all of this just to get us alone? He’s gonna think I’m throwing myself at him!”
Well I wasn’t, but isn’t that a bit what you normally do?
He could hear her thoughts racing and noticed her eyes flickering around nervously. “Oh no how do I get out of this?”
“What kind of snacks did she give you?” He asked mentally instead.
“Right the snacks!” She exclaimed, opening the bags. It was a few pastries thrown into a to-go bag from her work. Sadly there was no coffee jelly, but there were plenty of sweets to make up for it.
“If this was what was left over what did she eat?” Teruhashi muttered to herself.
Saiki bit back a smile. It was true, that friend of hers was a bit of a glutton.
The time went by pleasantly enough. She brought back out the book and the papers they had been writing once the desserts were divided up. He mostly let her ramble between bites of food and writing sections.
She was going over her part of the story with a pen while he sat back and finished the strawberry pudding that was left. Saiki really did enjoy sweets.There was something just so simple, so delicious about a little treat. He couldn’t help the pleased look on his face as he finished licking the spoon.
“Oh god, I’m going to hell. I’m a pervert and I’m going to hell,” he suddenly heard someone's thoughts say.
He dunked the spoon back into the treat carefully, to not arouse suspicion. He took another bite of the sweet pudding and glanced to the side. Sure enough, Teruhashi was blushing and hiding her face with one hand as she scribbled furiously.
“What am I thinking? It’s not like I’m some gross horny guy! I Get it together Kokomi, he’s just eating.”
Ah.
He set the treat down with a hard swallow and moved to drink his water instead. It’s not as if he’s never heard perverted thoughts before. Every fifth thought from Toritsuka alone is something that should get him arrested. However, this was the first time he’d heard something of that nature about himself, he wasn’t sure how to feel about that.
Girls had had crushes on him before, however misguided and crazy that was. It was mostly obsessive and about gushing over them. He could hear Teruhashi’s thoughts going again and swallowed his water slowly. This was not about them drooling all over him, quite the opposite actually. She was thinking very detailed ideas about what he could do to her.
“I’ve got to get this out of my head. I can’t do that to him. He’s so quiet and shy. We’re not even dating.”
Exactly this isn’t even a date.
“Still, I guess…there’s no harm in thinking about it? I mean it’s not like he can hear.”
How I wish that was true.
“Can I see what you’ve done so far?” He actually verbalized, cutting off that train of thought.
“Oh!” She shouted with a blush, stirring her from the sinful thoughts. “Right, right the paper. I’m almost done editing my part. If you’re done with yours, I don't mind combining them. I’ve been told I have pretty good handwriting.”
He nodded, swapping the papers so she could look over his edits. When he handed her the paper he took that moment to look at her. It was crazy being able to see people for long durations of time without his x-ray vision. She really was pretty. Her dark lashes framed her eyes nicely as she read and her hair was pulled back in a cute ponytail. Her eyes were nice too, he supposed. Dark blue eyes that matched her hair and almost seemed to sparkle when looking up, if you could believe it. She really was God’s favorite wasn’t she?
Wait… He can see her eyes which means he’s staring while she’s staring back.
“Saiki?” She asked softly, batting her pretty eyelashes up at him.
He couldn’t help it. It was like stopping to watch waves on the beach that’s all. Still, he should really say something.
“I wonder if he wants to kiss me.”
No, I just get it now is all.
“He might be waiting for me to make the first move.”
I need to look away.
Then, as if God finally heard him, keys jingled in the front door.
“Oh no! That’s my parents!” She screeched.
“Why is that a problem? You knew they’d be coming back.” He asked mentally.
“I told them a classmate was coming over, I didn’t tell them it was a boy!” She freaked. “They’re just a bit over protective and I don’t want them to get the wrong idea about me. You have to hide!”
Saiki frowned and looked around the room. If it was just him he would teleport home, but he couldn’t unless he wanted her to know.
“Come on!” She shouted, dragging him by the wrist down the hallway.
Saiki followed, hating where this was going.
“I’m sorry, get in and hide!” She said, shoving him into her closet.
He stumbled back into some of the clothes she had hung up.
Really, none of this was necessary.
“Kokomiiii we have a surprise! You’re brother stopped by for a visit!” They heard her mother shout in a sing-song voice.
Kokomi made a face of disgust before running into the closet right behind Saiki.
“Hey why are you hiding?” Saiki grumbled.
“I really don’t want to see him right now,” she whispered as she shifted further into the closet. “He can be… a bit overbearing.”
Saiki used his powers to read her mind and watched as the memory of Makoto smelling her clothes crossed her thoughts.
God he really was a perv. Wait her clothes!
“Kokomi my love, come give your brother a hug!” The familiar voice shouted as it opened the door to her room.
Kokomi squeaked, trying to hide further behind the clothes. Saiki sighed, pulling her back against him behind the larger coats. They should be decently hidden enough that she wouldn’t question them being seen. In reality, Saiki was going to use his powers of invisibility to hide them both.
“Just don’t say anything.”
The closet door flew open as the famous actor looked in. Kokomi squirmed a bit into Saiki, trying to lean further back in him. She pressed herself against him, one hand behind her between his thigh and the wall. The other gripped his arm wrapped around her tight, trying to make herself as small as possible. He could feel her chest rising and falling in his arm.
“Kokomiiii,” her brother called a bit more bored. “Hmm, guess she’s not here.”
He closed the door with a shrug. Saiki didn’t move or breathe, instead used his clairvoyance. Her brother was still in her room, smelling her things and creeping around.
“He’s still here,” she whispered.
She was leaning back uncomfortably, and shifted to stand, unaware she was essentially rubbing her ass against him. A small shiver ran down Saiki’s spine despite himself. He loosened his grip on her, letting go of her waist. She turned back to face him.
“Wow, I can’t believe he was so domineering! He totally pulled me back into him to protect me from my brother,” she thought with a lovesick sigh.
I pulled you back so we wouldn’t get caught, you idiot. He’s annoying and you clearly don’t like him.
“Or maybe it's because he wanted to be alone with me in a small room,” she thought with a sultry gaze.
It was your idea to push me in here.
Nevertheless, she straightened up in the small room, standing barely a breath away from Saiki. Saiki straightened himself as well, standing up from his spot in the corner.
She looked from his eyes to his lips. She could barely see in the dim light that came from underneath the door, but she could hear his breathing. Slow, even breaths, as if everything was completely normal. She took a step closer to him, waiting.
“I can’t help it. There’s just something about him today. It’s like he was actually looking at me the whole time. Even with his bored expression.”
I knew I should’ve looked away.
They heard more feet shuffle around the room outside the door, different objects being picked up and set down. Occasionally her brother would mutter to himself.
“Why won’t he just leave,” Saiki asked.
“I’m sorry, this is my fault. He’s probably just looking through my socks again,” she sighed quietly.
Saiki shook his head. It wasn’t her fault her brother was a pervert. He’d have to remember to curse him with something later. Like swapping his hair product with hair remover.
“Whatever moment happened–”
There wasn’t one.
“– it's clearly over…I should just face my brother so Saiki can escape. It’s not like Saiki’s going to do anything… I just have to face the music.”
She looked toward the door with a sigh. “Saiki, I’m going to—mmphh!”
Good Grief.
He pulled her chin back and cut her words off with a kiss. Or at least her audible words, unfortunately her thoughts were spiralling.
“Oh my god oh my god, he kissed me! I can’t believe he’s kissing me! Wow his lips are so soft,” she thought.
That’s almost insulting, I’m not an animal.
It took a second for her to respond to the kiss, tentatively moving her lips against his. Eventually, her hand left the door and moved to his shoulder.
“I knew it, I knew he liked me. I knew he wanted to kiss me too!” she practically squealed in her head.
Jeez I didn’t think she’d be thinking this much. Don’t those romance books say you get ‘lost’ in a kiss?
“Maybe I should move my other hand? No my head? God I have to do this right. . Darn it, I’ve never done this before. I can’t practice without ruining my perfect girl image.He probably expects a perfect kiss.”
I don’t, but good grief. Of course this is her first kiss.
It was Saiki’s first kiss as well, but at least he had the advantage of hearing her thoughts. Slowly, he moved his hand from her chin to the back of her head, cradling it as their lips continued to move. She leaned further into him, wrapping both her arms around his neck. He had to lean down to kiss her, and moved his free hand to the small of her back. All things considered her lips were soft too.
She sighed a pretty sigh against him before she pulled away, and he’d never admit the fact that his mouth seemed to follow hers a bit.
“What if my brother hears?” she whispered as she took a gulp of air.
He won’t. The minute she ran in I put a sound barrier around the closet. He’s still rummaging around her clothes outside, completely unaware.
Saiki shrugged. “Guess you just have to be quiet”.
“Oh my gosh, that was so hot! I had no idea Saiki could be so flirtatious.” Teruhashi thought as a blush grew on her cheeks.
Really, I wasn’t even trying.
Saiki didn’t fight the smug smile that grew on his face before pulling her back in. One of his hands gently threaded through her hair, while the other grabbed the back of her hip. To his surprise, she was kissing him harder, needier, her thoughts slowly coming apart.
“Such a good kisser. Such sweet lips, why won’t he do more? I want him. No I need Saiki,” she practically purred in her head.
Saiki gulped, telling himself it was because of the lack of air from the kiss. He moved to swipe his tongue along the bottom of her lip, which she bristled to at first. He did it again, and her lips parted completely, letting him delve his tongue into her mouth. He curiously swirled his tongue around, brushing against her own.
She tastes sweet, of course she does.
He moved the back of his hand to start massaging her head as he deepened the kiss. She let out a soft moan into his mouth that ignited a warmth inside him.
“He’s so good at this. How much practice has he had? I thought he was a recluse.”
I learn fast.
“I want more,” she thought as she began fisting the back of his collar. She pulled him down toward her, backing herself into the wall. “Please please, I can’t say it. Just read my mind.” She whined.
Well, isn’t it her lucky day.
Saiki pulled apart from her lips, catching his own breath before shifting. He bent down a bit, easing his hands down her thighs and lifting her up quickly. She squealed in surprise, wrapping them around his waist instinctively.
“Saiki,” she sighed, still looking down at his lips.
In this position it was a bit easier for her to relax pressed against the wall. He pressed his lips back against hers gently, letting her take the lead so he could use clairvoyance to check outside the door.
Goddammit. The perv passed out holding Teruhashi’s stuffed animal on the floor. No matter, I just have get her—
“~~~~~”
Saiki would never admit to the noise he just made outside of this room. Ever. Not even in writing. Nor did he want to come to terms with the feeling of his blood rushing down toward his member. Teruhashi bucked her hips against his again as she flicked her tongue in his mouth. He would not call himself a physical creature, he was far more mental. Yet, he could not deny the way his own thoughts seem to get scrambled at that action from her.
“Oh wow! Did I just make him moan? That was so attractive. I wonder if I can do it again.”
Don’t expect me to—you caught me off guard.
Teruhashi began panting, rolling her hips against his as she changed to light kisses trailing down his jaw. Saiki eyes shut completely of their own accord, drawing his senses to her touch. He tried to keep a stoney face the entire time, acutely aware of the fact that Teruhashi's thoughts were doing anything but calming down. Her hands were carding through his pink hair, yanking and pulling it in different directions. She was careful to avoid his hair clips as she moved.
“He has a surprisingly strong jaw, I wonder if he has any sensitive spots on his neck,” she thought mischievously.
I don’t want to find out.
Without another word, he adjusted them so some of the pressure was off his hardening erection. He lifted her a bit higher, now eye level with her collar bone.
“Saiki?” Teruhashi panted, trying to catch her breath.
“Oh god, yes, yes, please. Please keep moving forward. I could never say this in person, but he’s been practically reading my body language so far.”
Sure, let's go with that.
“Thank God all my bras are so cute. I just really want him to—”
“Just… stop me if it's too much.” He said cautiously into her thoughts as he moved his hands to the buttons of her shirt.
In the dark light of the room, neither of them could see how his hands shook a bit as he purposely undid the buttons from her collar down to her chest.
“I will,” she sighed, letting her head fall back onto the wall.
Saiki nodded, letting his fingers caress the path he had opened up. A brief feeling stirred in his chest, the same one as before when he had been staring. He shook his head.
Now was not the time for that.
Regaining his composure, he started trailing kisses on her collarbone, trailing them down just as she had done. His lips were soft and felt surprisingly warm across her skin.She sighed and arched into his touch as his lips continued down toward the tops of her breasts. Even in the dim lighting, Saiki could see how round and firm they were. It was still crazy, being able to see this without the X Ray vision, being able to feel them. Muscles looked very different when packaged so nicely.
It was just skin. Just skin shaped nicely on her chest. Yet, as his lips sucked gently on the tops of her breasts, he felt a jolt shoot straight to his shaft.
Teruhashi tugged off her shirt and lowered her bra straps as he continued. She was about to undo her own bra when Saiki cut her off.
“A bit eager are we?” He teased, hovering above her skin.
She felt her brain short circuit at his words. Even Saiki had to take a moment to focus on her thoughts because they suddenly just stopped. Like a high pitch ringing going through her mind.
Oh come on. I know I have no experience in flirting but it wasn’t that bad.
“I think if he keeps talking like that I might cum in my skirt.” She thought flatly.
Oh. Well… That’s not where I thought that was going.
Neither one of them said anything else, just continued their actions from before. Saiki (using a bit of help from his powers dammit) undid the clasp on Teruhashi’s bra. Teruhashi had also been quickly undoing the buttons from his own shirt, much to his surprise, she was quite good at it.
Pretty soon his bare chest was pressing against hers, his mouth hungrily kissing her own. Saiki tested his notions from earlier, bringing a hand to her soft supple chest. She moaned into his mouth, sending a shiver down his spine. It was pretty pleasant to feel, like a soft stress ball. He brought his other hand up, palming both of them together.
“This feels so good. It’s like every nerve is lit up on my body.”
Good to know.
“I wonder if I stop kissing him…if he’d use his mouth?”
Oh. That’s a good question. Never thought about that. I guess I can give it a shot.
“Saiki,” she moaned against his lips. “Wait, I need to catch my breath.”
“There! Now I have a great excuse to stop kissing him. It's nothing like begging.”
You’re lucky I’m psychic.
Saiki bent his neck down dragging kisses along her neck, hearing her whimper when his tongue lapped against her throat. He swallowed his own noise, shaking his head as he moved down. He started slow, letting his breath blow against the tight bud. He dragged his thumb over it, softly kneading the whole tit in his hand.
She sighed, bringing her hands to his shoulders.
He placed a soft kiss against it, feeling her arch immediately at the touch.
“Woah, sensitive,” he couldn’t help saying out loud.
“Mmhmm,” she whimpered, reflexively tightening her thighs around his hips. He shook his head, not liking how the sounds she was making were clouding his thoughts.
He kissed her nipple again, this time following it up with his tongue dragging across it.
“Oh, Saiki,” she moaned as she arched into him again.
That same high pitch echoed in his mind and he was hoping it wasn’t his own thoughts. He focused instead on trying to build up a rhythm, palming her left breast as he flicked his tongue against her right.
“Oh Saiki, yes, yes,” she whimpered.
He swallowed hard, he could feel his dick pressing further into the front of his pants. He now understanding what she had meant earlier.
“Careful, don’t want your family to hear,” he whispered into her thoughts.
There’s no telling what more of her talking might do to him. She visibly shivered, feeling her panties grow even wetter at his words. She started bucking against him again, desperate to feel some sort of relief. Despite her being caught up in their movements, Saiki was still observing. He noted how the closet seemed to grow more around them, providing them with extra room. If she noticed, she didn’t say anything.
He started to suck the taunt nipple, grabbing and massaging the soft flesh.
“Ahh, Saiki,” she moaned into his hair, digging her nails in firmly.
He hummed lowly in response, letting his eyes flutter close as he continued to swipe his tongue along the sensitive nerves. She groaned, fighting her grip on his pink hair, desperately rolling her hips against him.
“Oh Saiki, I need to feel you please,” she whined.
“Mmm”
“Please, just a bit more.”
He finally picked his head up from the soft flesh, relaxig his groping of her chest.
“Oh god, I just want him to put me on the ground so I can ride this out! Take the hint!”
Saiki looked around and noticed that the room had seemed to grow to have enough space for him to do that. He didn’t like the fact that that meant his powers had acted without his intention. Thankfully, Teruhashi was too caught up in her lust to realize her closet was never this big.
Saiki set her back down on the floor, making sure her feet hit the ground before taking a few steps back.
Okay…how do I do this?
He adjusted his glasses that had been knocked a bit while he had been kissing her breasts. Teruhashi was still catching her breath, fanning herself while she waited for him to do something.
More importantly…Am I going to do this? Letting her grind against me was still pretty normal for two teenagers making out, but it’s not necessary to keep her in here anymore. I could just use telekinesis to make her parents get her brother out.
Teruhashi strutted toward him, pressing her hands against his bare chest. Her fingertips lightly traced over his pecs and down his abdomen toward his waistband. Saiki could feel himself growing hot at her touch.
“Saiki?” She asked with wide angel like eyes.
Well what else was there to do in a closet?
Once again, Saiki let himself be pulled by Teruhashi. She pressed her lips to his, just as intensely as before, tugging him down to the ground by his waistband. He swallowed hard as her tongue caressed his own. He let himself get distracted by her touch, finding himself lying on his back in the now fairly large closet.
His arms wrapped around her waist instinctively. Feeling her chest pressed against his only grew that fire building inside him. His skin felt hot to the touch and he knew it had nothing to do with his powers. No, it was entirely her, and her thoughts that seemed to echo the same needy demand.
Teruhashi yanked her skirt higher, not even bothering with facades. Saiki could feel the front of his pants growing damp from her arousal alone. He propped himself up against the wall, now sitting a bit more comfortably. He could feel the air in the room grow thick, the anticipation of both their climax growing.
Their kisses grew messier. Their tongues swiping between mouths in the peak of their intensity. For once, Saiki could hear his own breath coming out in pants as Teruhashi continued to roll herself on his erection. He could feel the first few drops of precum slip from him. It was building up so much, he didn’t even notice his eyes closing in heavy lust. Soft moans started to slip from his lips and she continued to drag herself along his length.
He couldn’t keep fighting it, for once his brain felt like it was completely shutting out his telekenesis. He didn’t even notice the way the room began to softly shake. The only thing he heard was Kokomi’s soft whimpers and moans as she clenched her thighs around his, determined to bring her own pleasure. He brought a hand between them, palming her breast like before, enjoying the soft feeling in his hand.
“Yes, yes, exactly like that Saiki, please,” she mewled against his lips.
She reached a hand around herself, massaging the hilt of Saiki’s length as she bucked against him
“Teruhashi,” he groaned under his breath.
“Oh GOD!” She gasped, grinding herself onto him hard. She clenched her thighs against him even tighter, pulling the back of his head as her climax washed over her.
Saiki gripped the floor of her closet tight, taking in a sharp breath as his own orgasm shot out of him. Thankfully, most of the liquid was contained in his underwear. His chest rose and fell heavily as he slowly came back to reality.
Teruhashi went slack in his arms, resting her head in the crook of his neck. Saiki shifted his hand from her chest to her back in response. The psychic tried to gather his thoughts again, looking around the room. The floor where he had gripped had a large dent in the shape of his fist. He quickly restored that, the closet going back to its original size. He had to bend his legs a bit to still sit on the floor comfortably. The perfect girl in his lap was still catching her breath and didn’t seem to notice the change.
“Oh my god what was that!” He heard a feminine voice shrill outside.
“Huh? What mom dear, what happened?” Motoka’s voice replied in response behind the door.
Kokomi sat up on Saiki’s lap and looked curiously at the closet door. Saiki followed her gaze, lowering his glasses to see through the wooden walls. Teruhashi’s mother had burst into the room panicking, waking up her brother from his perverted sleep.
“All the power on the street block went out!” She screeched.
Whoops, my bad.
Saiki shook his head, pretty soon the lights in the house kicked back on, much to their relief.
“Wow, I wonder what caused that,” Kokomi whispered.
Well, technically speaking you.
Instead of replying Saiki shrugged.
“I just hope Kokomi’s okay, she hasn’t messaged me back this whole hour. She was supposed to be here studying with a friend.” Her mother sighed.
Kokomi sat up straighter, eyes growing wide at the realization that her mother was still waiting here.
“A whole hour?? We’ve been at it for a whole hour and no one heard?”
Well we were trying to be quiet.
“I think I’ll give her a call just to check if she’s alright,” said her mom.
Kokomi turned to Saiki in a panic. “I left my phone by the food! She’s going to hear it and know I’m here!” She whisper shouted.
Saiki took an educated guess and reached for a pricey looking bag. Using his aport powers, the phone instantly appeared in his hand. Thanks to the dark light of the closet, it looked like he had just been reaching for something on the floor.
“Here, I grabbed it while you were dragging me,” he said as he placed it into her hand.
“Aww Saiki you’re a lifesaver!” Teruhashi beamed, throwing her arms around him in a quick hug.
Saiki nodded his head, thankful that the dim lighting also concealed the faint blush tinging his ears.
Oh please, I’m fine the whole hour we’re making out and a hug sets me off? Good grief.
The beaming blue haired girl started rapidly texting, telling her mom she was safe and sound but had forgotten something at the restaurant they grabbed snacks from.
“Oh that’s a relief. She’s on her way back already, she just forgot something.” The mom said.
Both Saiki and Teruhashi visibly relaxed.
“Well, I should get dinner started. Makoto, why don’t you help set the table? That way the house is ready once she arrives.” Her mother asked cheerily.
“Of course mother, anything for my dear sister,” the dramatic boy called in response.
Saiki rolled his eyes, but waited until he heard the door click to move.
“Okay, I think they finally left,” Teruhashi sighed.
Saiki nodded, shifting to push himself off the ground. He helped Teruhashi up as well, looking away as she put back on her clothing. He tried to ignore the pestering thought that he had had no problem when her bare breasts were in his mouth.
It’s different.
She handed him his shirt and he worked quickly to button it back up. He also swapped his underwear and pants for clean ones in his room. Once she gave the word that she was dressed, he reached for the door. His hand hesitated a bit. They were leaving the safety of the dark closet. Once again, her thoughts were silent. He had nothing to base his anticipation on.
Oh well, ‘have to leave some time.
He opened the door to a bright, very girly room. Strange, he didn’t even have time to look at it before being shoved in a closet. It was very Teruhashi. Everything was tidy, pretty, and well balanced.
Speaking of, the girl herself finally stepped out, sporting a soft blush across her face.
“Oh god this is going to be so awkward. I mean what do I even say? What does that make us?”
Nothing if you’d like.
“I should say something. I mean obviously we both enjoyed it. Shit did we?”
We did.
“I mean I'm pretty sure I heard him moan. Of course it could all be in my head. Oh my God what if this was all in my head? There’s no way someone like me would do that. I didn’t take advantage of him, right?”
“You should greet your family soon. They said they were in the kitchen so you could probably sneak past them.” Saiki said, interrupting her thoughts.
Her panicking momentarily stopped. She nodded her head, “yeah you’re probably right”.
“I’ll head out through your window,” he offered. It was certainly big enough, and thankfully it was a one story house.
“Okay, thanks.”
Saiki was hoping the disappointment in her voice was just imagined. He wasn’t really sure where to go either from here.
“I should definitely go before I do something stupid. They’re probably waiting for me. And Saiki probably wants to just leave.”
He stood frozen for a bit. The situation was completely foreign to the psychic, his powers couldn’t save him now.
Teruhashi visibly shrank in on herself as she started walking toward the door. Plastering on her fake smile, she turned to him before opening the door.
“Well, thank you… for all the help today. I’ll see you at school, Saiki.” She said feigning pleasantry.
Oh, this is worse than her obsession.
Without another thought Saiki controlled his features. He strutted over to Teruhashi much to her surprise.
“Saiki, what are you—“
Something stupid.
The psychic pulled her into his arms and pressed his lips into her just as she had done to him before. It wasn’t as forceful as hers, but it was just as firm. His lips moved against hers just as she had enjoyed earlier. It took her a moment to respond, eyes fluttering closed as he continued to kiss her. It seemed to convey a lot without saying anything. He finally stepped away, leaving her to catch her breath.
“Sa—Saiki?” The blue haired girl called out into a question.
“Thank you for inviting me over, I enjoyed it. I’ll see you at school, Kokomi.” He replied as he made his way to her window ledge.
The perfect pretty girl stood in her room, blinking a few times as his words registered in her mind. It wasn’t a love confession, but it was about as good as she was going to get with him.
“He called me Kokomi,” she thought to herself.
As Saiki hopped down from her window, a small smile tugged on the corner of his mouth. With a light sigh, he shook his head and started walking home.
Everything just ends up going exactly her way doesn’t it?