Chapter 121 : Komi Is Too Nice

Ishi loved a Komi who was simple but open to his pleasure. That hidden submissive side was very tempting.

" I would be, Komi! Our last day... . Let's not waste it, let's not be crazy ! "

They had breakfast before getting dressed to go out. Each waited for the other to use their Joker.

" Let's make this day unforgettable. "

She said as she finished dressing.

" I can't wait to see the depravities you have in store for me. "

Komi moved closer, her lips brushing his ear, whispering.

" And I promise you, my Jokers will be... unforgettable. "

With a wink and a sway, she headed for the door, stopping to look at him with a shy smile. Ishi doubted her words. She was too nice to do anything crazy, but he hoped so.

" What if we begin our great adventure ? "

She says.

" I'll follow you... . "

They first go out into the seaside town. They visit a modern art gallery. Ishi considers his modern, sometimes meaningless works unique... .

" Strange tastes. "

Komi wanders through the gallery, her eyes wide with fascination, admiring the abstract works.

" Strange, yes... but fascinating. "

She muses, tilting her head toward a particularly avant-garde sculpture.

" It reminds me of our own journey... searching for meaning in the absurd, for beauty in the bizarre. "

Komi turns to him, a playful smile on her lips.

" Almost like our relationship, huh ? A departure from convention. Others wouldn't be able to understand that it's friendly. "

She approaches, her hand trailing down his arm.

" Speaking of conventions... you want to shake things up ? Using one of your jokers, perhaps ? "

Ishi doesn't quite understand these absurd words. Frankly, he just wants to fuck her. His role as coach is sometimes so restrictive. He replies nonetheless.

" I thought about it. I wanted you to use a long piece of fruit to shove it into your mouth and then post it on the walls here. The wet fruit. But no... too risky. "

Komi's eyes widen at his suggestion, a mixture of surprise and intrigue showing on her face.

" Too risky, indeed... even if the image is striking. "

She murmurs, a slight blush coloring her cheeks.

" Perhaps we should reserve these daring public displays for our private sanctuary. "

Komi glances furtively around the room before leaning toward him, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

" Tell me, Coach... what other perverted ideas are hiding in your brilliant mind ? I'm dying to know how you plan to use your Jokers. "

Her fingers dance sadistically on his forearm, giving him goosebumps.

" Secret, secret, what about you ? Nothing that makes you want to play me ? "

He asks, trying to get her to use her Jokers. Her eyes light up with mischief at his question, a slow, sensual smile illuminating her face.

" Oh, I have a few ideas brewing... Maybe I'll start with something simple but effective. A passionate kiss, right here in the middle of the gallery. "

Komi leans in, her lips inches from his.

" Try a piece, without worrying about the stares. How would you like that, coach ? To be so boldly demanded in public ? "

His other hand runs down her chest, brushing her nipple through your shirt. Komi was really too pure. He was a wasted Joker in her opinion. If she thought it was restrictive.

" Fine, if you think I don't dare. "

He moves forward, his face close to hers. He's almost never taken the initiative, letting her think he's just a coach who doesn't want to take advantage of her. The kiss was, after all, the embodiment of love.

Komi gasps in surprise when he grabs her roughly, her eyes widening at his sudden aggression.

" Ishi ! "

She squeals, her face flushed with surprise and excitement.

" You... you really are full of surprises, aren't you ? "

Despite her initial shock, Komi melts into his embrace, her body molding against his.

" I like this side of you… assertive, dominant. It's… exciting. "

Then he embraces her in a passionate kiss. Komi responds enthusiastically, her lips caressing his fervently. She wraps her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his.

" Mmmph… . "

She hums into the kiss, her tongue delving into yours.

" Ishi… coach… . "

Komi gasps as they finally pull apart, her eyes glazed over with desire.

" That was… intense. "