Quintessential Shadows: Quintessential Quintuplets x Male Reader

Chapter 26: Woah, that was fast

"Come on, hurry up," Y/N urged, his voice firm but not impatient. "We don’t have the whole night for this."

Ichika hesitated.

Her hands clenched slightly at her sides, and a strange pressure began to build in her chest. Her eyes held a mix of emotions—determination, hesitation, and something deeper she couldn't quite place.

Her heart pounded in her ears.

'Calm down,' she mentally scolded herself. 'It’d be bad if this sensor went off, too…'

Taking a shaky breath, she stepped closer to Y/N, her fingers tightening into small fists.

"D-Don’t you dare say I’m heavy, okay?" she muttered, cheeks tinged pink as she carefully positioned herself.

Y/N didn’t respond immediately, his focus shifting as he secured his hold on her.

As she settled onto his shoulders, her thighs instinctively pressed against the sides of his head, her body tense with embarrassment.

Y/N adjusted slightly, standing up with ease.

"Hmm…" he hummed under his breath, his voice carrying a sense of curiosity rather than discomfort. "So this is what people were willing to die or kill to experience…"

Ichika’s face erupted into a deep shade of red.

"H-Hey! What are you saying?!" she exclaimed, mortified.

Realizing what he had just said out loud, Y/N jolted slightly.

"U-Umm… No, nothing," he stammered, trying to backpedal. "I just thought that it felt… familiar."

Ichika’s breath hitched.

Her grip on his head unconsciously tightened, her legs squeezing around his shoulders slightly as her face burned hotter.

"Oi, oi—!" Y/N groaned slightly, his voice muffled. "I need to breathe, you know…"

"J-Just shut up and let me focus!" she retorted, flustered beyond belief.

With her heart pounding, Ichika reached up toward the sensor, pushing aside all distractions—though her cheeks still burned as she worked.

"H-Hey, s-stop… I c-can’t breathe…!" he wheezed, his hands instinctively moving up to her thighs in an attempt to loosen her hold.

Realization struck Ichika like a bolt of lightning. Her entire body stiffened before she immediately released the pressure around his head, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"O-Oh yeah, I’m sorry…!" she stammered, her hands hovering awkwardly as she tried to process what had just happened.

Y/N took a deep breath, regaining his composure. He exhaled and then, with an amused smirk, looked up at her.

"Also… you’re not as heavy as I expected you to be," he said, his tone nonchalant.

Ichika, already flustered, turned even redder at his comment.

"S-Stop enjoying my thighs and lift me up now!" she shouted, her voice laced with embarrassment and frustration.

Y/N chuckled softly but obeyed, shifting his stance to steady her as she attempted to disable the security sensor.

After multiple failed attempts and growing frustration, the two finally gave up. Ichika now leaned back against the wooden door of the storehouse, her breath slightly heavy from the effort.

She sighed, crossing her arms as she stared up at the ceiling.

"We’ll need a key to turn off the lock," she muttered, her voice filled with resignation. "Which means… we’ll have to wait for someone else, I guess…"