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>this hot afternoon found you relaxing at the Crimson Squad's hideout with Haruka and Mirai

>you four were lazing about near the small table by the TV, Haruka fanning herself as Mirai flipped through the channels

>you notice that Haruka was laying pretty close to you, looking bored out of her mind as she stared at the ceiling and sighed

>deciding to save both of you from the uneventful evening, you slid over to her side

>as Haruka turns onto her side to notice you coming, you lean in and lightly kiss her

>when you go to pull away she wraps her arm around the back of your head and leans in herself to keep it going, more than happy to play with you a bit

>her leg raises to come down on you hip, using her leg to pull you two even closer to one another

>your hands don't waste time, one moving to cup one of her bountiful breasts while the other went around her back as a half embrace

>"No way!! You two can't really be doing that behind us!"

>whoops

>you both untangle quickly, sitting up as you try to hide the embarrassment of actually getting caught in the act

>"Ah, I'm so sorry, Mirai", Haruka apologizes for you both,"the heat must have gotten to us"

>Mirai didn't seem to buy her excuse,"just keep it in your pants you two!", she scolded as she turned back to the TV and raised the volume much higher

>you were still trying to swallow the shame you were feeling when you felt Haruka's hand rubbing your lap

>you look down to see Haruka picking back up where she left off, rubbing her palm against the budding erection she was raising earlier

>you looked at her only to be met with a mischievous wink

>seemed getting caught did nothing to take her out of the mood for some fun

>it almost seemed as if it made her more daring with how she went right for your pants this time

>not long after she'd freed your member, giving it a few strokes to work yo up more

>once you seemed ready to go, Haruka stopped jerking and patted your hip a bit as she slid to sit near the table

>you piece together that she was guiding you to follow her, moving to her side as carefully as possible

>you were afraid the entire time that you'd raise your hips too high and that the table wouldn't be able to hide you

>once you take a seat Haruka goes back to work, taking her time rubbing your shaft

>you tried to maintain your best pokerface the entire time, feigning interest in what was showing so that your face didn't give anything away

>in the scenario you were in, your free hands looked for anything to do, drumming on the table a bit, balling into a fist over and over, anything to not stay idle

>when you look back at Haruka again, something you could put them towards comes to you

>one hand sneaks off of the table, going to her thigh and snaking it's way under her skirt and up her thigh

>Haruka pieces together what your after, shifting a bit as she opened her legs for you

>your fingers find her pleasure spot, trying their best to go to work on her covertly

>it wasn't easy to do it without looking at what you're doing and using only your wrist so as to cut down on moving too much and getting caught, but from her reaction you seem to be getting her there

>as the mutual masturbation goes on for a bit longer, you feel your climax coming

>Haruka reads it from how you pulse in her hands, picking up her pace and aiming your member downwards

>you keep your mouth shut as you wordlessly finish on the floor underneath the table

>you hope to shinobi god that neither of the two girls in the room notice

>your hand is still inside Haruka, and moment after you feel her clamp around your fingers as her body slumps against yours

>she managed to keep her orgasm quiet as well unsurprisingly, just taking a moment to catch herself

>as she's cooling down you take a moment to dwell on the deviancy you were part of

>you initiated, but part of you was still surprised by it

>not to mention that you actually got caught

>the memory still makes you feel sheepish