Serving them (1) *

Chii’s eyes widened slightly at the mention of the camping trip, a flush creeping up her neck as the memory hit her.

Her lips parted as though she was about to protest but the way her hips shifted against me told me she wasn’t entirely opposed to reliving that particular moment.

“Kii, you can’t just bring that up like it’s nothing!” She exclaimed as she hit my chest lightly, “That was… different.”

Hana lifted her head from my shoulder, her smirk returning as her fingers traced the trail of kisses she left on my neck. “I don’t think so, Chizuru. I seem to recall you didn’t mind him kneeling in front of us back then.”

“You’re no help, Hana-chi. Ganging up on me with him now?”

Chii glared at her. However, her flustered expression had already given her away.

“Not exactly. I’m simply stating facts. If you don’t like it, then that’s your loss. I’ll take your place instead.” With a smirk, Hana acted as though she was going to push Chii off of my lap.