He's always so responsive. At least I can affect him, distract him, help him this way even if I'm useless to him otherwise. Maybe I can find other people to help him. Chiyoko-san, Hina-chan, Gotou-san.

I moan under my breath at the feel of his fingers on my neck. I scramble down him, using the movement to try to disguise wiping my eyes, then I start to lick and suck at the exposed skin at his waist, across the lean muscles of his stomach.