Trouble Honey
Tease Jiyya

“... I wonder if you did it with Sir Joan or not?”

Jiyya's serious facial complexion was easily damaged when she heard Silvana's question for her. At first the girl thought that Silvana had a serious problem in her life until she was not present on campus. Jiyya was going to see him today with Dean. But they get caught in front of the young man's favorite ramen shop and Jiyya herself refuses to enter because she realizes she will be framed again by Dean to meet face to face with Sir Joan.

Jiyya and the man are done. He has set a high limit for it. But for some reason ever since he came out of Sir Joan's house after he took shelter there, the man seemed confused and tried too hard to get a moment with him. Jiyya hated to realize that Sir Joan had until her heart used Dean to persuade her. Really troublesome guy.

“We didn't do it.” Silvana's naughtiness stopped when she heard her friend say so.

“What? you didn't do it?”

“Iya, honestly we stopped before doing so,” I'm Jiyya. It still feels hot on her cheeks when she remembers everything she and Sir Joan have done before.

“Why?”

“I feel I can't betray the principles I have.” This time Jiyya said in a very serious tone.

“Then how does it feel? Yes although maybe you only reached the stage of foreplay.”

Jiyya looked down, her face suddenly became hot. Outside of his defensive wall, every time he remembered about it. Jiyya did not to not hide her facial expression. “Actually I don't know what to comment.” Jiyya muttered, her voice barely above the whisper.

Silvana kept shouting, she got up from her sitting position with her arms immediately upon hearing Jiyya's confession. But as he did so, Silvana had to immediately regret his overly sudden movements. The girl grimaced making Jiyya a little worried. “Aduh!” He shouted, momentarily noticing his throbbing waist ache. “Padahal already passed a few days but still I am not used to this.”

Jiyya who understands what causes this friend to complain, kept staring at the girl fixedly. He moved slightly and changed his position so that he was beside the girl and elbowed himself.

“I seem to know what caused you to be like that. Silvana,” quipped Jiyya who only answered a bitter smile from the girl. “So how does it feel after successfully completing your unnatural obsession, naughty girl?” jiyya continued with a question. “You complain like my grandmother only.”

“Yes, I'm proud of you Jiyya. You can guess it even though I haven't said anything. You are getting older,” timpal Silvana while patting Jiyya on the shoulder like a teacher who is proud to have shared knowledge with his students.

“You think who am I to be like this? Being friends with you is contaminating my mind.  Every day there are just things that make me think badly.”

“My darling, don't complain so. At least take the positive side of what I share with you and from your experience with Sir Joan.”

“Yes, I guess. I can't say that it was a training to be exact. Although it was with him I learned a few things.”

“Includes the pleasure of a man's touch right?” Once again Silvana tried to tease Jiyya, which the girl replied by keeping Silvana's mouth shut.

Silvana pulls Jiyya's hand from her mouth, then the girl grins in a way that Jiyya doesn't like.

“Ya is right. I can only say ‘wow’ before starting and can only sigh when we start playing.” Silvana told it very casually. Now even the girl changed her position to be lying next to the mattress Jiyya is not too high. Putting his head on something

tender it before closing his eyes tightly. Jiyya just stared at the girl's behavior silently. “It was really a better experience than I thought. Sir Arthur was completely beyond my expectations.”

Jiyya then did the same with her best friend even so Jiyya's head faced Silvana who was still a henchman closed both eyes. “Then doesn't that mean it's worth the pain you get? Besides, why do you have to feel pain? You've been in contact a lot *** earlier.”

Silvana only chuckled before opening her eyes, she again rose from her position to sit back while waving her hands in front of her own face. “Sir Arthur is big, Jiyya.” Silvana just said that sentence, deliberately he did so just want to see Jiyya's reaction to this. Silvana grinned when she managed to make a pink color on her best friend's face again. “Ah, and he turned out to be the rough type of player, but in such a skillful way. I can tell you about it from

early on we did it until a few rounds when you begged me.”

“Sial! Why would I beg you for that?”

“I am a generous friend. I thought you were curious about that because you haven't had time to do it yet, right? so if you guys do foreplay you've also seen Sir Joan's right?”

Jiyya just shuddered in horror at the super frontal questions her best friend had spoken. He didn't see it directly. At any rate, he only saw Sir Joan in her long training pants. The man was only bare-chested and did not take off his pants at all. After all, they were just kissing, nothing more.

“I don't know. Don't ask me about it.” Ketus Jiyya in the end.

Silvana rolled her eyeballs. “Hey, I want to hear the details of Jiyya! What's he like? How sized? Is she sexy when she does? yes something like that.”

Jiyya bit her lower lip, she turned her face and could only stare at the floor as she recalled the crucial moment between her and Sir Joan. “I now agree that he is a handsome man,” muttered Jiyya. “But he is impolite and I hate him.”

Hearing Jiyya's experience, the girl was holding Jiyya's hand. Trying to look at the girl's face as much as possible because now Silvana was too enthusiastic to hear the details of Jiyya's first relationship with a man.

“I know you're lying. Just tell me how long he's been doing it? did he get you out?” Silvana even leaned her body while shaking Jiyya's body so that her best friend would talk to her. Silvana is very motivated to sue Jiyya vigorously.

But because of that, Jiyya actually looked at him with an uncomfortable look. “What the hell is wrong with you Silvana? Why are you so obsessed with wanting to know what happened between me and Sir Joan? Usually you never want to give up when we talk. All this time you've been talking about yourself and forcing me to listen to you.”

Damn you Jiyya, why are you always so perceptive?