**Fiction, [MF][STR]**
“Were you looking at my chest during the lecture?” Cassy asked with a pleasant voice.
Roy hesitated briefly. “… Y-yes.” He wanted to apologize, but a forced admission was all he could muster.
She smiled a calm, soft smile. “Don’t worry. I don’t mind at all.”
His pulse was already high from the embarassment, but those words made his heart beat even faster. He felt his blood flow through his entire body and adrenaline building up, leaving a faint, bitter taste in his mouth.
“With Lyra’s and Kimmy’s breasts being so very impressive I was worried mine would go unnoticed. A girl is very flattered when someone she likes looks at her like a woman, and not just like any other person, you know.”
Her eyes, her voice and her smile seemed shy, yet her words and her body was confident. She was leaning back on the desk, half-sitting and holding herself up with her hands on each side, her fingers pointing away from her. The ways her arms were twisted pushed her upper body out towards Roy, inviting him to drop his vision from her eyes to her bosom. Her appearance slowly shifted from shy and confident to excited and confident. Although she was usually the image of composure and calmness, her blood was now flowing like his, changed by the confirmation of what she already suspected; she was just as desired as she wished to be.