Chapter 47 Hirokazu Teases Manami to the Edge in a Night of Passionate Love
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Manami’s body twitched and shuddered in perfect time with Hirokazu’s tongue, her breath hitching as she let out a series of airy sighs.
He reached out, his hand gently brushing against the fabric of her silk knickers. The mere contact sent a fresh jolt through her, making her start. She was incredibly damp already, a testament to her growing desire. Hirokazu felt a sudden, sharp urge to touch her directly, to sweep away the barrier between them, but he remembered how she had teased him earlier. A small, mischievous smile tugged at his lips. Since she had been so demanding, he decided he would return the favour and tease her until she could hardly bear it.
He ceased the soft attention he had been paying to her chest and moved upward to capture her mouth in a kiss. Manami met him with a desperate sort of hunger, her tongue tangling with his in a frantic rhythm. The wet, rhythmic sounds of their shared breath only served to heighten the feverish tension in the room.
”Hirokazu, love me more…” Manami whispered.
He traced a path of kisses from the curve of her neck to her shoulder, down over her collarbone and across her chest. He moved lower still, his lips pressing against her midsection until they reached her navel. He let his tongue flick lightly against the small dip of her belly.
”Noooo, that tickles!” Manami cried out, giggling as she squirmed, trying to wiggle away from the sensation.
He didn’t let her go, continuing to swirl his tongue around her navel while his fingers found the sensitive peaks of her chest, rolling them gently.
”Hummm…”
Manami gave a sudden, sharp flinch at the unexpected attention to her chest. Hirokazu let his body slide further down the bed. There, right before him, was the dark lace of her undergarments, radiating a heady, feminine scent. The fabric was quite literally drenched, clinging so tightly to her form that every curve and detail of her most intimate area was clearly visible through the damp material.
He held her legs firmly in place and leaned in close, breathing in the scent that belonged only to her.
”Hirokazu, stop, I’m sure I smell…” Manami protested weakly.
”It would be a tragedy to miss this,” he replied, his voice low.
Manami shifted her weight, trying to move away, but he ignored her protests. He took a deep breath, filling his senses with her fragrance until he felt quite lightheaded with it. While savouring her scent, he began to trail kisses and light licks from her right knee, up along her inner thigh, right to the very edge where her skin met the lace. Then, he mirrored the path on the other side, moving slowly from her left knee to the top of her thigh. He was careful to keep his kisses soft and gentle; after all, they had school the next day, and it wouldn’t do to leave any marks that might be seen.
”Gasp… gasp… gasp…”
He repeated the motion, gliding from right to left and back again, his attention focused entirely on the stretch of skin between her knees and her core. Every time his tongue neared the sensitive area at the top of her legs, Manami’s back arched, her hips lifting off the sheets in anticipation. She was clearly wordlessly begging for him to touch her there, but he remained stubbornly focused on her thighs.
”Sigh…”
As his tongue glided toward the top of her right thigh once more, Manazu’s hips rose again, and this time, he leaned in to press a lingering kiss against her most sensitive point.
”Nooo!”
Manami’s entire body recoiled, her back bowing as if she’d been struck by a bolt of lightning. He continued his game, sometimes pressing a kiss to that sparking centre and sometimes pointedly ignoring it, driving her into a frantic state of suspense.
”Hum… hum… huuummm…”
Whenever he did kiss her there, she would react violently, her body tensing, and when he stopped, she would move her hips as if trying to chase the sensation. A large, damp patch began to spread across the bedsheets beneath them.
”I’m taking these off,” Hirokazu said.
Manami nodded breathlessly, lifting her hips to assist him. As she spread her legs, the light from the room caught the moisture on her skin, making her look incredibly, provocatively radiant. He began to lick her slowly, his tongue sweeping over her with a steady, rhythmic pressure.
”Sigh… sigh…”
As he continued his slow, deliberate work, the moisture only seemed to increase, overflowing. He leaned in, drinking in the sweetness of her.
”Ah… no… it feels too good…” Manami moaned.
”Where does it feel good?” he asked.
She didn’t answer, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. He pulled back, stopping his movements entirely.
”If you don’t tell me, I’ll stop,” he teased.
”Over there…” she managed to whisper.
”Where is ‘there’?” he asked, leaning down to press a light kiss to her inner thigh.
”Ah… please…” Manami’s hips lifted again.
”I won’t know unless you tell me,” he insisted.
”It’s… my…” She broke off, pressing a kiss to her own arm.
”My… intimate… place… oh, it’s so embarrassing!”
”Whose place?”
”Ehhh… don’t be so mean!”
He let his fingertips graze the skin of her inner thigh. Manami’s body gave a desperate twitch.
”Mana’s… Mana’s… special place…”
”And what about Mana’s special place?”
”Ohhh… Mana’s… place… it… it feels so good!”
”I’ll make it feel even better,” he promised.
He returned to her immediately, his movements making a soft, rhythmic sound as he focused on her.
”Sigh… it feels so good… I think I’m losing my mind… hummm…”
Her desire seemed to have no end, the dampness continuing to spread further and further across the sheets. He found the small, swollen point of her pleasure and began to roll his tongue over it.
”Sigh!”
Manami’s reaction was immediate and intense, her body arching sharply. He pressed a kiss there and then began to swirl his tongue again.
”Hum… no… ohhh… no, no… I’m going to… I’m going to go!”
Just as she was about to reach the peak, Hirokazu pulled away. Her body, which had been tensed to the point of breaking, went limp as she fell back against the pillows. He did this several times, bringing her to the very edge before cruelly withdrawing.
”I want to go… Hirokazu… let Mana go!” she pleaded, her voice thick with desperation.
Instead of using his mouth, he slid a single finger inside her, curving it slightly to find the textured area of the ¹ and began to rub against it with a steady, firm pressure.
”Ahhh… I’m still not allowed? No, I hate this!” Manami cried out, though her body told a different story.
He added a second finger, moving them in and out with a slow, deliberate rhythm. The moisture she was producing began to turn a pale, milky white.
”Gasp… gasp…”
He increased the speed, his fingers mimicking a scratching motion against her most sensitive internal spot.
”No… it feels like something is going to come out…” she whimpered.
Sensing she was close to something different, he moved his fingers even faster.
”No, no, no… let me go to the bathroom… it’s going to leak. Ah… no!”
As he continued his frantic pace, a small, steady trickle began to escape her. It wasn’t the powerful surge he had expected, but something more quiet and constant.
”Nooo… stop it…”
Manami let out a cry that was almost a scream, her back arching so violently it looked as though she might snap. Afterward, she covered her face with both hands, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling with every ragged gasp.
”Oh, that was so embarrassing,” she whispered.
”But it felt good, didn’t it?” Hirokazu asked softly.
”Maybe… but that’s not the point!”
She kicked her legs out in a mock tantrum, but to Hirokazu, the gesture was nothing but adorable.
”Manami, you’re so cute. I love you,” he said.
He gently pulled her hands away from her face and kissed her.
”You really are unfair…” she murmured, before pulling him back down for a kiss of her own.
It was only later that Hirokazu learned that such a reaction wasn’t always a dramatic surge; sometimes, a quiet trickle was exactly what it looked like when a girl reached that particular peak.
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Summary:
Hirokazu engages in an intense session of foreplay with Manami, deliberately teasing her to return the favor from earlier. He focuses on various sensitive areas, including her navel and thighs, while avoiding her core to build tension. Eventually, he removes her undergarments and uses his tongue and fingers to bring her to the brink multiple times. Manami becomes highly vocal and eventually experiences a release that she finds embarrassing. The chapter ends with a tender moment as they reaffirm their love for each other.
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Character Insight:
This chapter highlights the playful yet intense power dynamic between Hirokazu and Manami. Hirokazu shows a streak of dominance and mischief, using his knowledge of Manami’s body to push her limits as a form of ‘revenge’ for her earlier teasing. Manami, in turn, displays extreme vulnerability and trust, moving from playful resistance to desperate pleading. Her embarrassment at the end shows her self-consciousness, while Hirokazu’s gentle reassurance reinforces the ‘pure love’ aspect of their relationship despite the explicit nature of their encounter.
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Behind the Scene:
The author focuses heavily on the sensory details of the encounter, particularly the use of ‘edging’ (teasing the partner to the brink and stopping) to heighten the narrative tension. The final realization by Hirokazu regarding ‘shiofuki’ (squirting) reflects common tropes in Japanese web novels where the protagonist learns about female biology through experience rather than formal education.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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