"Lick it" she said. The look on her face was positively frightening, a sense of calm rage, simmering beneath her smiling exterior.
Trembling, Tomoya raised his head over her leg and begun to travel it upwards, hovering over her covered thighs, and letting his breath tickle her.
Slowly, he poked out his tongue, and started to clean up her sweat in the only place where her flesh was showing, right between the PE mandatory short and her thigh high stocking.
He noticed her arm shivering, as she tried to cover her blushing face.