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Since it's Shizuka's first time, let's give her proper guidance," Orochimaru said, his gaze settling on Shizuka lying on the bed, with Yuriko beside her.

Yuriko felt a small pang of jealousy but didn't voice it.

Orochimaru saw this and move towards her , started the French kiss, suprising her.

His hand rested behind Yuriko's head while the other teased her chest, his fingers pinching just enough to draw out a soft, stifled moan.

"Mmm~"

Shizuka, watching from the side, felt a mix of embarrassment and curiosity. Her toes curled slightly, her body tense, yet something inside her longed to be in Yuriko's place.

Finally, Orochimaru broke the kiss, letting Yuriko catch her breath. He leaned in, his voice low as he whispered, "Don't worry, you'll be rewarded too."

Yuriko nodded, her anticipation growing.

"Give her a kiss—like I did," Orochimaru instructed.

Yuriko hesitated for only a moment before turning to Shizuka. Without a word, she leaned in, pressing their lips together. Shizuka let out a small gasp at the suddenness of it, but Yuriko wasted no time, deepening the kiss. Her tongue moved with purpose, exploring, tracing every inch as if memorizing the taste of her.

Shizuka's hands trembled slightly before resting on Yuriko's shoulders, her body reacting instinctively. The hesitation faded as she melted into it, returning the kiss with an eagerness she hadn't expected from herself.

Orochimaru watched, amusement flickering in his golden eyes. "Good," he murmured, his fingers trailing lightly over Shizuka's arm. "You're learning fast."

She could feel his gaze upon her naked body, and instinctively tried to cover herself. But before she could, he simply took hold of her wrists, pulling her hands away with ease.

A soft gasp escaped her lips as he spread her thighs apart, his grip firm yet unhurried—but she couldn't speak, not with Yuriko dominating her mouth.

Yuriko's tongue moved expertly, leaving no space unexplored, her kiss deep and consuming. Shizuka's muffled whimpers vibrated against her lips, her body torn between the sensations overwhelming her from both sides.

Orochimaru started with her cleavage, trailing slow, deliberate kisses along the soft skin. Each press of his lips was followed by a slight lick, his warm breath exhaling over the dampened spots, sending a shiver through Shizuka's body.

Her fingers twitched, gripping the sheets as a soft whimper escaped her, muffled by Yuriko's insistent kiss.

She gasped into Yuriko's mouth as a sharp jolt of pain shot through her—Orochimaru had started pinching her other breast, rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers while his lips continued their slow, teasing assault on the first.

The contrast of sensations—warmth and wetness on one side, sharp tugs of pain on the other—sent a confusing but thrilling wave through her body.

Orochimaru's mouth finally reached its peak—her hardened nipple. He started with a gentle nibble, teasing the sensitive bud between his teeth, making Shizuka gasp at the sudden change in sensation.

His free hand, no longer occupied, reached for Yuriko's, guiding it toward Shizuka. Yuriko hesitated only briefly before understanding what he wanted. Even while dominating Shizuka's lips, her hand slid across the smooth expanse of her chest, fingers brushing against soft skin before closing around her other peak. She pinched, rolling the sensitive bud between her fingers, eliciting a sharp gasp that broke their kiss.

Shizuka's breaths came faster now, her body responding to their touch in ways she never imagined.

Orochimaru wasn't one to forget a promise—or a reward. His hand moved smoothly across Yuriko's back, fingers tracing the lingering warmth of her skin before settling on her sensitive rear. The faint mark of his earlier touch was still there, a reminder of the pleasure mixed with pain she had indulged in.

His grip tightened, kneading the soft flesh before giving it a sharp, deliberate squeeze. Yuriko let out a quiet, shuddering breath against Shizuka's lips, the sensation sending a fresh wave of heat through her body.

Even as she continued to dominate Shizuka's mouth, her movements grew slightly unsteady, the dual sensations overwhelming her.

Orochimaru smirked, pleased with the reaction, his fingers pressing in just enough to make her gasp before trailing lower, teasingly slow.

He was in control, and they both knew it.

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