Chiyo Takes The Lead**

Without hesitation, Haruto stood up, his breath ragged and heavy with desire. 

In one swift motion, he scooped Chiyo into his arms and tossed her onto the bed. 

Her body bounced lightly against the mattress, her wide eyes meeting his for a moment before she let out a soft gasp.

Haruto hurriedly peeled off his shirt and pants, tossing them carelessly aside. 

Crawling atop her, his lips immediately sought her neck, alternating between teasing licks and gentle bites. 

Each touch elicited a shiver from her, her body responding instinctively.

"Ah… Haruto," she moaned, her fingers pressing against his chest to push him back slightly. 

Her gaze was shy but determined as she whispered, "I… I want to be on top."

His brows lifted in surprise before a slow, wolfish grin spread across his face. 

"Really now?" he murmured, licking his lips. "But if you're on top, you're doing all the work. I won't help you this time."