Stealing Spree

Although we hurried ourselves on doing it as if we’re running out of time, Miho and I thoroughly savored each other. Much better than when we were in that small room and we had to make do with only the table. I even brought us near the piano where I had her face it without pulling out from her.

Adding a little spice to our tryst for today, I asked Miho to play a song while I followed the rhythm that she would make with my hips. Although reluctant at first, she eventually succumbed to it when she noticed how I stopped moving.

Because my movements were limited while sitting, we both stood up where I took her from behind. At each key she would push, my hips would follow its melody, turning our intercourse something like a performance.

By the time Miho finished a piece, a puddle had already formed beneath her. It's proof of how much Miho enjoyed it. She climaxed not just once or twice.

That’s why once she’s done, she pushed me back on the chair and straddled me once more, mesmerizingly eager to squeeze me dry as revenge.

And to satisfy her, I left myself at her mercy while I enjoyed making my marks on her perky hills.

By the time I reached the point of cumming, Miho buried my cock in her deepest part, receiving everything I could give her.

When she stood up from me minutes later, my semen leaked out and got mixed with her love juices on the floor.

As soon as we caught our breath, I wiped all traces of what we did in her body and fixed her uniform myself, bringing back the elegant girl as if nothing happened between us. Nonetheless, the scent she was emitting, her heated gaze and her glistening lips would give her away if someone saw her.

In any case, that’s fine. Since our time hadn’t ended yet.

Once the two of us calmed down. I first apologized to her. Not because of our past but because of how I somehow made use of her piano to spice up what we’re doing.

Not only was it dangerous if someone passed by, but also I somehow disrespected the craft that she’s been working on all these years.

However, Miho only answered me with a kiss before straddling on my lap once more as she confessed in a subdued and embarrassed voice how what we did was thrilling for her. She even admitted that it successfully sparked an idea of a new song for her.

After saying that, she had us move back to the piano. She then fixed herself to face it as she sat in between my opened legs before asking me to keep holding her tightly.

While we’re in that position wherein my head was once again resting on her chin and watching her hand move on the piano, Miho began playing it, creating a new melody that eventually formed into a full song piece.

And as I listened to that, the whole song invoked my desire to keep holding the girl forever.

“Un... I’ll write the notes down later. What do you think, Ruki?” Miho asked me as she caressed my face.

“Well, how to describe it? Let’s just say, I was too captivated with the melody. Moreover, it totally invoked my desire to keep holding you like this. Miho, that song made me want to not let you go again and just stay like this with you forever.”

“... Un. That sounds about right. That’s the feeling I wanted to convey with the song. More than your own interpretation... it’s actually my message for you... It’s my desire for me to continue walking on this path with you... And it’s a song that I will only play for you.” Miho giggled lovingly as she pushed my head down, initiating another kiss. Even though our lips were already too familiar with each other, each kiss was always a new experience for us. “I will keep the original and tweak it slightly. That way, those who will hear it in the future will not think that I’m longing to be with them...”

“... I don’t know how music works but it’s amazing. You’re too amazing, Miho.”

Starting today, I guess I will also try to understand how to read it properly. Not just this music, I will try to at least understand everything about them, their interests and their dreams. That way, I will be able to give them proper feedback when they ask me rather than giving a vague one like this.

“Amazing, hmm? I’m glad. Honestly, I was in a slump. I just couldn’t get over you ever since that day... But meeting you again, I think I’m now out of that slump. New song ideas now continue to fill my mind. Ruki, you’re always my inspiration... ever since you stole me and showed me how much I was lacking.”

Lacking. She’s probably pertaining to how her view in life was broken by me.

Like I said before, Miho is one of the hardest to conquer and steal. Among everyone, she has the highest pride. Higher than even Mizuki or Otoha that came from a Noble Family. That’s someone nonexistent now because I already tore that pride away and made her look at things in a different light. Perhaps she’s still showing it to some but in front of me or those close to her, she’s just my Miho.

Because she's a prodigy in music, her head was always held high. Her boyfriend back then was just a decoration, a deterrent to those who would annoy her day. Much like Mizuki’s shield.

That’s why stealing her didn’t depend on pushing that guy to be lower in her eyes. I had to make her look at me in equal standing before I could even get the chance to make her mine.

“You’re never lacking, you know? Anyway, I’m honored to hear about this.”

“You better be... Your Miho will excel again. You better keep holding onto me, Ruki.”

“That’s a given. Now I know how much of an idiot I was back then.”

“You’re still an idiot today, don’t worry.” Miho's clear laughter rang out in the room.

Seeing the girl truly enjoying this time with me once again added to my determination to continue pushing forward. Forward to that future where Miho and all the others will be there with me, with clear joy on their faces.

“You’re about to overthink again, aren’t you? Well then, here’s what you want to hear. Keep holding me and... listen.”

... I guess most of my girls could see through my expression now.

In any case, with that kind of declaration, I simply nodded and tightened my hold on her. Following that, I keenly readied my ears to hear the two songs she made because of me.

One that was filled with her heartache and the other one that she created recently through her joy of reuniting with me again.

As the melody of the piano was again filling this old music hall, I intently listened to Miho and before I knew it, it felt like I was once again traveling back to that certain day where I turned her down... Her tear-stained face that I only coldly looked at before going away... It successfully hurt my heart this time as I felt a warm tear flowing down one of my eyes.

And a few moments later, the melody changed... it became colorful. Colorful enough to think that spring once again returned and flowers bloomed all around us. It’s the representation of Miho’s truly joyful feeling with my return to her life.