Lewd Labyrinth : Sent to an Ero-Game with my Classmates [18+]-Chapter 39: parted

The touch was light, almost reverent, but it ignited a fire in her core.

Miki exhaled, the sound long and trembling, her body arching slightly despite herself.

Reina moaned softly, turning her face aside as if to hide her flushed cheeks.

Yuri let out a low, approving hum, her eyes glinting with delight.

Aika’s mouth parted, but no sound came—her breath was shallow, her composure fraying at the edges.

"I’m mapping response patterns," Kota said, his voice steady but quieter now, like he was speaking to himself as much as to them.

"Each of you is tied to different glyphs. Miki is the hub. The only way we solve this is if I touch her—accurately. All over. In sequence."

Yuri laughed, a soft, throaty sound.

"Wow, you’ve really leaned into this leadership thing."

He ignored her, his focus unwavering.

He moved to Miki’s ribs, his hands steady but gentle, like he was handling something fragile. Each touch was deliberate, a test.

He noted every reaction: who twitched, who gasped, who held their breath.

His fingers brushed her knee—Yuri blinked hard, her smirk faltering for a split second.

He pressed along her hipbone—Aika flinched, her lips pressing into a thin line.

He cupped her jaw, his thumb grazing the edge of her chin—Reina swallowed audibly, her eyes squeezing shut.

Miki’s mind was a whirlwind of sensation and emotion.

Every touch was a spark, every pause a torment.

She felt exposed, vulnerable, yet there was something thrilling in it, something that made her want to lean into his hands despite the embarrassment burning her cheeks.

Kota’s mind, though, was a storm of cause and effect.

He saw rhythm, sequence, sensation—a puzzle to be solved.

This wasn’t about desire, not for him.

It was a test of control, a challenge to navigate the delicate balance of their reactions without losing himself.

And for once, he had all of it.

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Miki lay sprawled across the pedestal, her sun-tanned skin glistening under the pulsing glow of the runes.

Her bright orange ponytail splayed out like a fiery halo, her busty chest heaving with each quickened breath.

Her gym bloomers clung tightly to her curves, riding up slightly to reveal the taut lines of her thighs.

Her fingers twitched nervously at the pedestal’s edge, betraying the restless energy coursing through her.

She stared up at the ceiling, an endless void of black, avoiding everyone’s gaze as her body hummed with anticipation.

Kota stood at her side, his dark eyes tracing the petal-shaped glyphs blooming beneath her, each one glowing softly, as if craving his touch.

The chamber felt alive, its low hum vibrating through the air, sinking into Miki’s bones and making her skin tingle with a heady mix of nerves and desire.

He reached out, his fingers brushing the hollow of her throat with the lightest pressure.

The touch was electric, sending a shiver rippling through her.

Miki gasped, her lips parting as a soft, needy sound escaped.

Her nipples stiffened beneath the thin fabric of her top, straining against it, a silent plea for more.

A second later, Reina whimpered, her sharp violet eyes squeezed shut.

Her long black hair spilled over her shoulders, her thigh-high socks accentuating the creamy expanse of her thighs.

She pressed a balled fist to her mouth, her D-cup breasts rising and falling rapidly as she fought to suppress the heat flooding her body.

Her posture faltered.

Kota’s gaze flicked back to Miki, his hand trailing lower, skimming across her collarbone toward her shoulder.

His touch was featherlight, teasing, and Miki’s chest arched upward, her full breasts bouncing slightly with the motion.

The runes beneath her shimmered, mirroring the flush spreading across her skin.

Yuri shivered, her tight blouse and pleated skirt barely containing her thick, curvaceous frame—hugging every generous curve.

"Mm. That one tickled," she purred, her voice low and sultry, her lips curling into a wicked grin as she shifted her weight, her hips swaying provocatively.

Kota didn’t respond, his focus razor-sharp.

In his mind, a map was forming—a living, trembling grid where every inch of Miki’s body was a key to unlocking the others.

A graze on her left side might send a jolt through Reina’s right thigh.

A brush along her ribs might make Aika’s spine quiver.

It wasn’t just where he touched, but how—soft or firm.

He was learning her, learning them, with every shudder and gasp.

He knelt beside her, his hand settling on her thigh.

His touch was soft, almost reverent, but it sent a pulse of heat straight to Miki’s core.

The rune beneath her leg flared in a pale gold glow, brighter and hungrier than before.

Miki squirmed, her bloomers growing damp as her body betrayed her arousal. freeweɓnovel-cøm

"K-Kota..." she whispered, her voice a shaky plea, her thighs pressing together instinctively.

"Shh," he murmured, his tone calm but laced with an edge of command. "Let me figure it out."

His fingers slid along her inner thigh, stopping just shy of the hem of her bloomers.

The air grew thick with tension, and Aika let out a sharp, audible intake of breath.

Her long brown hair, usually pinned in a loose bun, had begun to slip free, framing her flushed face.

Her sheer black pantyhose gleamed under the chamber’s light, her pencil skirt riding up slightly as she shifted.

She stood tense at the petal’s edge, her hands clasped behind her back, her composed facade cracking as her eyes locked onto Kota’s hands.

Kota moved again, his fingers skimming Miki’s ribs—first left, then right.

Miki giggled, the sound melting into a sharp, throaty moan.

"Ohh... that’s... weird," she gasped, her body writhing as the rune beneath her flared brighter.

Her breasts jiggled with each squirm, the fabric of her top stretching taut, her arousal impossible to hide.

Reina’s body arched, her lips parting as she bit down on her lower lip, a soft moan slipping free.

Her fists clenched tighter, her thighs rubbing together as she fought the wave of pleasure echoing through her.

Kota leaned forward.

He took Miki’s right hand in his, raising it to his lips with agonizing slowness.

His dark eyes locked onto hers as he parted his lips and sucked her index finger into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it with a slow, sensual precision.

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