Chapter 10 - "Another One"
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The next morning I decided to take the longest shower of my life.
Hot water. Steam. Finally a few minutes where no one was staring, scheduling, or verifying anything about my anatomy.
I closed my eyes and let the spray hit my face.
Big mistake.
The bathroom door slid open.
I yelped and spun around, hands flying to cover myself.
Akane stood there. Completely naked.
Red hair loose and damp-looking already, body on full display—curves, skin glistening like she'd planned this. She didn't even blink.
"Good morning," she said, stepping into the shower with me. "Health evaluation."
My brain flatlined.
"Akane—what the—get out! This is—there's a door! Knocking exists!"
"Efficiency," she replied calmly, dropping to her knees in front of me.
Warm mouth closed around me before I could process what was happening.
*Oh god. Oh no. Oh holy—*
It felt insane. Too good. Too fast. Skilled tongue, perfect pressure, no hesitation. My knees almost buckled.
I grabbed the wall for support. "Akane—stop—wait—I'm—"
I was already close. Way too close. My hips jerked on instinct.
But something snapped inside my head.
This wasn't me. This wasn't what I wanted. Not like this. Not with someone who treated sex like a morning checklist.
I pushed her shoulders back—gently but firm.
"Stop."
She looked up, water dripping from her lashes, confused but not angry.
I didn't explain. Just bolted.
Grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my waist, and ran out of the bathroom dripping wet, leaving her kneeling in the shower.
Out the room door. Down the corridor. Bare feet slapping tile. Still half-hard. Still mortified.
Girls turned to stare as I sprinted past. Some giggled. Some gasped. One actually cheered.
*Kill me now.*
I rounded a corner and nearly crashed into him.
A guy.
Tall. Dark messy hair. Same black academy uniform as mine. Walking with two girls hanging off each arm, both giggling and touching him like he was made of gold.
I skidded to a stop.
"No way…"
He raised an eyebrow, grinned. "Fresh meat?"
The girls looked me over like I was dessert.
He jerked his head toward a door. "My room. Come on."
I followed, too stunned to argue.
Inside: huge suite. Lounge area. Massive bed. The two girls immediately dragged him toward it, hands already undoing his belt.
One dropped to her knees right there and got to work. The other kissed his neck.
He just leaned back against the headboard, casual as hell.
"Name's Ren," he said, voice steady even with the girl's head bobbing in his lap. "You?"
"Kaito," I managed, standing awkwardly in my towel. "Few days here."
"First time seeing another guy?"
"Yeah. Thought I was the only one left on the planet."
Ren chuckled. "Nah. There's a handful of us. Rare, but not unicorns."
I shifted, trying very hard not to stare at the very obvious blowjob happening two meters away.
"Dude," I finally said. "Can you… maybe tell her to pause? It's kinda hard to focus with—uh—that."
Ren glanced down, shrugged. "Fair."
He tapped the girl's shoulder. "Ladies, take five. We'll finish later."
Both girls pouted but obeyed, standing and moving to the side like it was the most normal thing ever.
Ren zipped up, sat at the small table in the corner, and gestured for me to join him.
"Sit. You look like you need to vent."
I dropped into the chair, still clutching my towel like a lifeline.
Another natural-born male. Real. Breathing. Not a robot.
And for the first time since the explosion, I didn't feel like the last human on Earth.
Ren leaned back. "So. Welcome to paradise, Kaito. Or hell. Depends on the day."
I exhaled.
Yeah.
We were gonna have a lot to talk about.
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*End*