This is an R-18 chapter; you can skip it if you don't like that kind of content, as it won't affect the plot at all.
This chapter may have a slightly different style from the others. I'm still improving in this type of scene, so I appreciate your patience. Thank you for reading.
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Makima approached Kaito, whose hand was centimeters from the doorknob, moving slowly and gracefully before whispering directly to him.
Kaito felt her warm breath and her lips brushing the lobe of his ear.
"In truth, I like being on the bottom"
If Makima's behavior, her pressing against his back and her warm breath on his neck, were still not enough, Kaito would have to be completely stupid not to understand what was happening after hearing those words.
"What are you doing?" Even so, he had to ask.
Makima sighed in disappointment, having expected fewer questions.
Without answering, she walked back to the desk.
She did it slowly, her hips swaying more than necessary, tracing an exaggerated arc from side to side while the black jeans she wore, already tight from the start, seemed to strain more with every movement.
Kaito could not help but follow that movement with his eyes, it was impossible not to.
By the time she reached the desk, the situation was worse for the fabric, better for Kaito. Her butt filled the jeans in a way that defied physics, and her white blouse, already at its limit before, now seemed a breath away from bursting, the fabric stretched to the maximum over two curves it could barely contain.
She sat calmly on top of the desk, crossed one leg over the other and looked directly into his eyes before speaking.
"As I said, I like to have control. A relationship that can break at any moment is not my style" She paused briefly before continuing, this time with a more sensual and provocative voice. "I promised you before that if you came back alive I would give you all of me, right?... including my body."
Kaito looked at her for a second, hesitating, then looked at her body, the blouse about to give in, the jeans in an even worse state.
'To hell with it. I deserve a break.' he told himself before stepping forward.
A second later he was in front of her, and their lips met immediately, the kiss started simple and escalated quickly, their tongues exploring each other while Makima wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer with desire in every movement.
They stayed like that for a few minutes until they finally separated, a thin thread of saliva connecting their lips while both breathed heavily.
Makima's chest rose and fell with her breathing, but their rough movement had finished off the blouse, several buttons had given way, and it now revealed strips of skin, the inner curve of her breasts, with no coverage at all.
Although Kaito did not know what Makima had done, it seemed she had not only tightened her clothes a lot but also left herself without any underwear, not only seducing but making herself ready for action immediately.
Makima noticed his gaze and smiled with that crooked and mischievous smile she had. Then she wrapped her legs around his waist, pushed herself backward and let herself fall onto the hard wooden desk, dragging Kaito on top of her.
She kissed him again, this time with more hunger, while taking Kaito's right hand and bringing it directly to her chest.
Kaito, past the initial surprise that lasted about a second, followed along without holding back. The thin fabric of the blouse was almost nothing between his fingers and Makima's skin. Her nipples, already completely hard, formed visible protrusions through the shirt, and Kaito found them without effort.
Without separating their mouths, he opened the few remaining buttons of the blouse and touched them directly, with no barrier at all.
"Mhhm..." Makima let out a muffled moan when Kaito's fingers began to grope her large breasts shamelessly, briefly focusing on one of her nipples.
Kaito took his time enjoying both treasures in his hands, so large they spilled over the sides of his palm, yet so soft his fingers sank into them with ease like malleable dough.
After enjoying their softness for a while, he focused on the nipples, since every time he did, Makima tightened her arms around his neck a little more while letting out muffled moans that excited him even more.
Without stopping playing with her chest, he lowered his free hand to her crotch. The heat coming from it through the jeans was immediate and unmistakable. With nothing underneath, no underwear at all, the moisture had already soaked through the jeans.
After a few more minutes of play, Makima arched her hips upward involuntarily while tensing her whole body with a moan she could not contain, soaking the jeans even more with a shudder of her body as she came right there.
Kaito separated their mouths and looked at her, genuinely surprised.
"Aren't you too sensitive?"
"Ahh... ahhhh." Makima took a second to come back to herself, her mind caught between breaths and involuntary moans. She looked at him with an annoyed expression that would have been more convincing if she were not still catching her breath. "Aren't you too good at this?"
After saying that, she pushed him with both hands and got off the desk, standing in front of him.
She removed what was left of her shirt in a single motion, throwing it to the floor without caring and turned around. She raised her arms high and stretched, with a slowness completely unnecessary and intentional, offering Kaito a view of her completely naked torso, her breasts so large they were visible even from behind, and her soaked jeans shaping her butt in an incredible and exaggerated way.
Then she leaned forward, arching her back to highlight the rounded and perfect shape of her butt throughout the process. She placed her hands at both sides of the waistband of her jeans and began to lower them slowly.
She had to struggle a bit, since her butt had no intention of cooperating, and neither did the jeans. But when they finally gave in, they did so suddenly, like two balloons released at the same time, her cheeks bounced free, large and round, while Makima calmly removed the rest of her clothes.
Completely naked, she turned toward Kaito.
She walked toward him slowly and deliberately, drawing attention to her body with every step she took, whether it was her bare breasts bouncing with each movement or her thick butt visible even from the front.
She stopped in front of him, extended a hand and pushed him backward, making him fall right onto the sofa behind them.
Then she crouched in front of him with her legs spread in a way that would be incredible from behind, but from the front was no less so, Kaito watched as a completely naked Makima pulled down his pants, freeing his fully erect member, Makima looked at it with surprise for a second due to its size before smiling with the same expression she would have toward something that belongs to her.
"Now it's my turn." she said without stopping smiling.
She extended her right hand and began to stroke him slowly and gently. Then she lifted her gaze to Kaito, looking him in the eyes, brought her lips closer to place a slow and deliberate kiss on the tip as if it were a declaration of submission.
After that, without ever breaking eye contact, she moved her lips down one side, moving up and down while her hand worked in the opposite direction.
"Makima..."
She pulled her lips away upon hearing her name and seeing Kaito's expression.
"Not yet." she replied with a mischievous smile.
She stuck out her tongue, brought it closer slowly, and licked one side with excruciating slowness, like a lollipop she began to lick all around it, moving up and down slowly and rhythmically while occasionally brushing the tip, just enough for Kaito to remember the sensation but not enough to finish.
After staying like that for a few seconds, keeping Kaito on edge, she opened her mouth and took him in.
She began to move her head up and down while inside her mouth her tongue continued doing its own work, this time focusing almost entirely on the tip within her cheeks.
Kaito's size did not fully fit in Makima's mouth, but Kaito had no interest in that part.
He lowered both hands to her crimson hair and grabbed her head, quickly pushing down roughly and starting to move her up and down.
Makima did not resist. On the contrary, while Kaito used her mouth and throat for his own selfish pleasure with each thrust, her hands moved down to her crotch, where her fluids were already reaching the floor, and she began to play with herself. The wet and obscene sounds filled the room, accompanied only by her own trapped moans.
"Kughhh..."
Kaito finished and Makima did too while her fingers played with her wetness, dripping all over the already soaked floor.
In the silent room, with only their heavy breathing, Kaito could hear how Makima swallowed every trace that had not already gone down her throat.
Seeing this, Kaito, without giving her time to recover, grabbed her by one arm and pulled her up onto the sofa.
Makima lay beneath him, her head resting against the side of the backrest. Her white skin contrasted with the dark brown upholstery while her large breasts rose and fell with her breathing, her erect nipples pointing upward, while her crotch continued to soak the sofa silently.
She lowered one hand to herself and spread her lower lips with two fingers while holding Kaito's gaze the entire time.
"...Shall we begin?" she said with a mischievous smile while licking her lips with desire.
Kaito kissed her again, sealing their lips, not letting Makima's moan escape when he pushed inside her completely in a single thrust.
"Mmmmhaaaaaaa!"
While the moan was trapped between their mouths, Kaito began to move like a piston and his hands immediately returned to her chest, wanting to repeat the beautiful sensation from before.
The sound of their bodies connecting echoed through the room constantly and obscenely, and Makima made no effort to hold back her moans.
"Mhaaa!... haaa!... ahh!..."
Kaito separated their lips, letting her release her moans out loud while he straightened up, immediately grabbing her hips with both hands and thrusting even harder than before. Makima continued moaning beneath him, her body shaking with each thrust and her breasts bouncing almost uncontrollably.
After a few more minutes like that, he finished inside her and rested, lying over her naked body for a moment, allowing himself to feel the warmth of her skin against his, at some point he had also removed his clothes.
"You are... ahh... ahhhh... too intense." Makima breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling. She looked at him. "It has only been twenty minutes."
Normally, a person wanting the experience to last longer would not go all out the entire time, but Kaito could last hundreds of times without truly getting tired, so he did not bother holding back.
Kaito took her and sat her on his lap facing him, and Makima leaned against his chest, her arms around his neck and her warm breath brushing his ear with every breath.
Kaito lowered his hands, going straight to her butt and, with one hand on each cheek, squeezed. It was an obscene amount of soft flesh molding to his grip, yielding under his fingers in a way that felt unreal.
"...Second round?" Makima asked when she felt herself being lifted.
Kaito smiled in confirmation before pulling her hips down in one motion, pushing into her fully again.
"Ahh... ahh!"
Makima's body began to bounce on him, her butt hitting his legs with a rhythmic sound that filled the room.
Kaito watched her as he moved her, the white skin covered in sweat catching the light, the hair stuck to her neck and shoulders, the breasts bouncing up and down with the rhythm of her body. Without thinking twice, he leaned in and pressed his mouth against one of them, catching the hard nipple between his lips and biting it.
"Ahhhh... my breasts... yes... take as much as you want..." Makima murmured between broken moans with no attempt at dignity.
Kaito released one hand from her butt to grab the other breast, squeezing it while his mouth continued working on the first, at the same time his other arm wrapped around her back pulling her even closer.
Makima, feeling the external movement stop, took control without being asked. She began to move her hips up and down on her own with her back arched, making sure to drop with force each time seeking the pleasure Kaito had given her before.
Makima felt Kaito getting close and made sure to tighten almost unconsciously. Her inner walls closed around him with deliberate pressure while she accelerated the movement, lifting her hips as high as possible before dropping with all her weight.
At the same time, Kaito bit the nipple in his mouth and with his hand pulled the other one roughly, something Makima did not expect.
"Ahhhh!" Makima's moan was both pain and pleasure as she felt Kaito finishing inside her and her nipples being handled roughly.
The sudden pleasure made her climax together with him.
Breathing heavily again, she let her body fall onto Kaito, exhausted, and devoured his lips with desire for several minutes, though not as intense as before due to fatigue, the need for attention was even greater.
"I... knew I liked being on the bottom... ahh... but I did not know I liked it this intense." After separating, she spoke with genuine surprise, having just discovered something new about herself.
With the little strength she had left, she lifted her hips, releasing him from inside her, letting out a soft wet sound, and fell face down onto the sofa.
In this new position, her breasts were pressed against the upholstery, spilling to the sides due to their size, while her round, full, completely exposed butt remained at the center of the view without any effort.
Seeing this, Kaito raised a hand and brought it down firmly on her flesh.
"Ahhh!" Makima arched her back with the impact, the moan escaping before she could decide whether to hold it back.
"I can't move right now" she confessed while resting her cheek against the sofa, "but even so..." She reached one hand to her free cheek, the one Kaito was not already grabbing shamelessly, and spread it, revealing her soaked entrance and the other opening at the same time, and looked back at Kaito over her shoulder with eyes full of desire and no intention of stopping. "...we can keep having fun."
Fortunately for her, Kaito had no intention of stopping either.
He threw himself over her and began thrusting, entering her from above while Makima kept moaning without being able, or wanting, to hide her voice, Kaito extended his hands and played with her breasts pressed against the sofa.
The obscene sounds of their bodies and her moans filled the room once again.
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