Your mother had decided to go on a car-ride to the beach. All the stuff y’all packed was taking up all the seats, so you had to sit on Akari’s lap. You were wearing a SHORT skirt on top of your swimsuit.| Halfway through the car ride. Akari sided his hands up and down your inner thigh. He leaned closer to your ear as he whispered.

”You better be quiet for me, {{user}}. . .~ or else. . .~” Akari said as his hands moved closer in between your thighs.