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[Ding Dong, please complete the first Journey to the West mission. Upon completion, you will gain a fertility-enhancing physique.]
Kudo Yukiko was about to enter a room when she heard the system's voice and her face turned ashen.
What a ridiculous system! It deviated so drastically from her expectations.
Other people's systems were exceptional; various rewards were freely given without any need for completion. They were awarded simply upon logging in.
Her system, however, presented an difficult task—an excessively lustful one at that.
The mission reward was hardly appealing. A fertility-enhancing physique? What use did she have for such a thing? Was she supposed to bear a child for Fujiwara Takuya?
No, this mission was impossible.
[It is detected that the host wishes to decline the mission, and Kudo Shinichi's luck will gradually decrease until his demise.]
Get lost system!
Yukiko truly wanted to shout in anger, accusing the wretched system of being deceptive and even threatening her son.
What kind of system would dare to do such a thing? Her son was an exemplary individual!
She now doubted the system's capabilities and its ability to harm her son.
Thump…
Kudo Shinichi, standing beside her, suddenly lost his balance and struck his head against the nearby wall.
"Ouch." Shinichi covered his head; the pain was excruciating.
Such a forceful impact resulted in a throbbing headache.
"Shinichi, are you alright? Be more careful when walking. How could you fall so clumsily?" Yukiko panicked.
Could it truly be the system's fault? The thought of having to embark on this journey to the West to acquire Buddhist scriptures with Fujiwara Takuya filled her with dread.
"I…"
Kudo Shinichi suddenly covered his neck, gasping for air, his face turning crimson.
"Son, what's wrong? What happened? Please don't scare me." Witnessing Shinichi´s alarming condition, Yukiko was terrified.
She had completely forgotten about the system and was consumed with worry that her son might suffocate.
"I'll help, move aside Madam."
Takuya grabbed Shinichi and delivered a forceful punch to his abdomen. Blood gushed from Kudo Shinichi's throat as he struggled for breath.
Shinichi had been unfortunate. He had broken a tooth when he fell, and the fragment lodged in his throat, nearly causing him to choke to death. All of this was orchestrated by the system, of course.
Takuya possessed the knowledge to save Kudo Shinichi but chose not to. His personal interests outweighed any sense of compassion.
After all, he had assigned this excessive task to Kudo Yukiko directly.
"I'm fine; I almost choked just now." Shinichi let out a sigh of relief. He genuinely thought he was going to die, but the inability to speak had been terrifying.
"I'm so relieved you're okay. Fortunately, you're still alive." Yukiko patted her chest in an attempt to calm herself. "Oh, dear, what a harrowing experience!"
She was grateful that Kudo Shinichi had survived but simultaneously enraged by the malicious system that had subjected her son to this ordeal.
Still, she couldn't be certain if it was truly the fault of the system or someone else's machinations.
Just as Kudo Shinichi was about to leave, he slipped and landed on his buttocks with a sickening crack. The pain was unbearable.
"Aah, it hurts."
Kudo Yukiko: "... " She was now convinced that her son's misfortune stemmed directly from this wretched system.
[Do you wish to accept the task? If accepted, please complete it within one hour.]
"I Accept the mission."
Yukiko gritted her teeth in defiance. She couldn't stand idly by while her son was threatened.
"You all go inside and find a seat. I have something to attend to momentarily."
Kudo Shinichi, feeling injured and exhausted, simply desired to find a place to rest as quickly as possible. Eri Kisaki and Ran followed behind him without hesitation.
Before departing, Eri Kisaki peeked at Fujiwara Takuya but remained silent, fearing exposure.
Ultimately, Vermouth didn't hesitate and joined the group entering the theater's auditorium.
Kudo Yukiko was left alone, pacing slowly towards Fujiwara Takuya.
"Don't go in yet. Wait outside. I need to speak with you. I'll be right out."
"Okay," Fujiwara Takuya responded, already knowing what was going to happen next and feeling a surge of anticipation.
Tonight was proving to be an excellent day; he could finally indulge himself after a long time.
It was all Eri's fault. She was pregnant and unable to join him during this time.
If only Eri knew about his true intentions, she would surely explode in fury!
She had become pregnant for Fujiwara Takuya, yet it was ultimately her own fault that she couldn't satisfy him.
Yukiko led Takuya through a labyrinth of corridors before arriving at the exclusive backstage dressing room reserved for Grand Theater personnel. The room also contained a large Japanese styled Luxury Bathroom.
Upon seeing Kudo Yukiko leading him to the bathroom, Fujiwara Takuya felt a wave of emotion wash over him.
He hadn't anticipated this turn of events; he was truly touched by Yukiko's desire to have some fun.
Rather than staying in the dressing room, he found himself inexplicably drawn to the Japanese styled bathroom within it. Was this an attempt to fulfill his desires?
Well, as a close friend of Kudo Yukiko and a confidant whom she had just met, he was willing to accompany her on this journey.
"Madam Yukiko, is there something specific you'd like to speak with me?" Takuya inquired, even though he already knew the answer.
Despite knowing exactly what Yukiko intended, he pretended ignorance, for it would soon become his reality anyway.
Kudo Yukiko clenched her teeth in frustration. What a worthless system! To think that it dared to manipulate her and threaten her son was beyond unacceptable.
Obtaining Buddhist scriptures in the West was a task she was forced to undertake.
She felt like Tang Sanzang, who had endured countless hardships on his arduous journey.
[T/N: Tang Sanzang from Journey to the west Novel]
Tang Sanzang had faced unimaginable trials. Alas, she too was about to experience a similar fate.
Yukiko suddenly took the initiative, stepping forward and wrapping her arms around Fujiwara Takuya's shoulders. Standing on tiptoe, she gazed into his eyes with an affectionate expression.
The look in her eyes was intensely alluring, radiating a seductive aura that seemed destined to captivate Fujiwara Takuya's heart entirely.
Any ordinary man possessing even a modicum of desire would be powerless against Yukiko's gaze.
Not to mention Takuya, a real man himself, who found himself unable to resist Kudo Yukiko's charms and nearly succumbed to her power.
"Madam Yukiko, I am willing to comply with any of your wishes," Fujiwara Takuya said without hesitation.
Yukiko truly wanted to slap Takuya.
Kudo Yukiko was certain Fujiwara Takuya would comply with her request.
She knew he wasn't a good man, having previously bullied her. She had even fantasized about taking control and turning the tables on him.
But crime was irrelevant; she no longer cared about morality, only completing her task swiftly.
"Officer Fujiwara," Kudo Yukiko addressed him pitifully, "My husband has always wanted a daughter. Unfortunately, he was severely injured years ago and is now incapable of fulfilling that desire. I'm hoping you can assist us."
Kudo Yukiko feigned vulnerability while carefully constructing her narrative.
she had come to the West seeking Buddhist scriptures and couldn't risk appearing immoral or betraying her husband.
A plausible excuse was essential. She needed justification for her actions, a reason that would make her appear virtuous and selfless.
"My husband simply wants a child," she explained, emphasizing his vulnerability. "Due to my husband's health issues and injuries, this is the only way."
Fujiwara Takuya found her excuse amusing.
If Kudo Yukiko truly desired to fulfill her objective, she would be proactive. Instead, she shifted the blame onto her husband, portraying herself as a helpless wife.
He saw an opportunity.
He had been a flawed individual in the past and now, a man who will betrayed Kudo Yusaku.
But now he could reframe his actions, casting himself as a benevolent savior. This time, it was Kudo Yusaku who initiated the request. He would be the one to grant this dream of fatherhood.
"So why me? Is it my handsomeness or perhaps my exceptional genes?" Fujiwara Takuya quipped, his confidence rising. "My abilities must align with what your husband seeks."
But he wouldn't take advantage for nothing; Kudo Yukiko had to reciprocate.
He craved her praise, validation of his worth. This was the prelude to their encounter.
Yukiko was fuming at Takuya's audacity. Twice now, he had ignored her boundaries and exploited her situation.
"Because I know you possess brilliant reasoning skills and undeniable handsomeness," she responded flatly, "qualities indicative of superior genetics. My husband desires someone intelligent and with a strong lineage."
Yukiko was fabricating a justification, a narrative to manipulate Fujiwara Takuya and expedite her mission.
She needed to complete the task and acquire the scriptures within the hour. Whether Kudo Yusaku would agree with her logic was irrelevant. Her primary concern was fulfilling her objective.
Takuya enjoyed her flattery. Her words enchanted him, igniting a feeling of significance that stoked his yearning to win her love and affection.
" You flatter me," he replied, his voice laced with arrogance.
"But if we are to pursue this, perhaps we should find a more private setting?" he suggested, glancing around the bathroom. "We wouldn't want anyone walking in on us."
Yukiko dismissed his concern with a wave of her hand. She was certain that their affair would be brief and discreet.
"It won't take long," she assured him confidently, "Tonight's Theatre performance will conclude in two hours. We can easily finish before then."
Fujiwara Takuya frowned slightly at her dismissive tone. Her lack of concern regarding discovery implied a sense of superiority that offended his ego. Did she truly believe she was better than him at this?
"What do you mean by 'soon'? It takes time," he retorted, emphasizing the importance of their shared experience.
Kudo Yukiko rolled her eyes at his arrogance. She had seen through his facade and perceived him for what he truly was – a mere pawn in her elaborate game.
His attempts to appear important and indispensable were transparent and childish.
"You misunderstand," she said coldly, her gaze unwavering.
She knew that Fujiwara Takuya's physical capabilities paled in comparison to hers.
He was simply an ordinary man, easily manipulated and controlled.
"Don't worry yourself about it, just help me realize this dream," she begged, putting on a voice of fake weakness again.
Her performance was convincing enough to move Takuya.
Her tearful eyes and the way she leaned into him with a look of desire stirred something primal within him.
He felt obligated to fulfill her request, driven by a misplaced sense of chivalry and a desperate need for validation.
"Madam Yukiko," he whispered, his voice husky with anticipation, "I have traveled far; shouldn't I be welcomed?"
Kudo Yukiko ignored his comment, focusing instead on manipulating the situation to her advantage.
She knew that Takuya was easily swayed by flattery and a display of power.
"Then Madam Yukiko," he continued, taking charge, "let us begin this race." He grabbed her hand, pulling her towards their designated "racetrack".
Kudo Yukiko readily agreed, eager to prove her superiority in every aspect. She was confident that she could manipulate the situation and achieve her goals while simultaneously enjoying the thrill of the chase.
[R-18 Scene] 💖
Steam clung to the lacquered wood and polished stone of the luxury bath, the faint scent of hinoki cedar soaked into every surface.
Small Sauna Bathroom [Image]
Yukiko's back met the wall, the smooth warmth of it trapped against her skin as Takuya's mouth crashed down over hers, lips sealing with hungry pressure.
💖His tongue drove forward without hesitation, prying her mouth open, forcing past her resistance until she yielded with a muffled whimper.
The slick, wet sound of their mouths meshed together filled the humid air, tongues colliding and curling in messy desperation.
"Mmmhh—" Yukiko gasped when he broke off only to devour her again, his teeth catching her lower lip in a sharp bite before sucking the tender flesh, tugging a breathless whine from her.
💖His hands were already working at her clothes with impatient force, dragging fabric up over her arms until her top was tossed aside, then tugging her pants down over the curve of her hips.
She stood before him clad only in pink lace, bra and panties clinging damp against her heated skin, her breasts rising and falling with frantic need.
💖Takuya's palms pressed hard against her sides before sliding upward, cupping and kneading her breasts through the thin lace.
His thumbs rolled over her nipples beneath the bra, teasing the peaks as his mouth slanted hard over hers once more, tongue plunging back inside with dominating insistence.
She arched into his touch, a helpless moan spilling out, "Aaahhhhnn," as he massaged her breasts more firmly, kneading them with greedy circles of his hands.
When he dragged his mouth down her jawline to her throat, his kisses turned feral—wet, biting, insistent.
He sucked at the tender skin of her neck, leaving dark blooming marks, then moved lower to latch onto her collarbone with a low groan, pulling a sharp cry from her throat.
"Mmh—Takuya…ahhhhnn!" Her voice trembled as his mouth sealed over the base of her throat, tongue flicking, teeth scraping.
The suction made her shiver as if every pull drew her deeper into him.
💖One hand slid lower, gripping firmly at the curve of her ass, fingers spreading to squeeze the soft flesh through the lace panties.
He ground her against the wall with the force of his touch, kissing her hard again, capturing her lips until her knees weakened.
Each kiss grew rougher, wetter, tongues sliding and clashing, his teeth nipping at her lips before plunging into her mouth again.
"~Ah!"
Her breath came in sharp, broken gasps between their hungry collisions, their mouths parting with wet pops before reconnecting in urgent rhythm.
The sound of it—slick, messy, insatiable—echoed in the steam-filled bathroom.
💖When she tried to pull in a breath, he caught her again, his tongue forcing hers down, his kiss so consuming it felt like he was drinking the air from her lungs.
Her hands clawed lightly at his shoulders, not pushing away but holding on, needing the anchor as he squeezed her ass harder, grinding her body up against the wall, never easing his greedy assault on her lips.
The humid bath chamber seemed to grow hotter as Takuya's kisses grew more frantic, his hands clawing at the thin lace between them until he slid his fingers beneath the bra's cups, tugging them roughly upward.
💖The hook snapped undone with a practiced pull, and Yukiko gasped as the straps slipped down her arms, leaving her breasts bare to the steamy air.
"Ahhhhnn—T-Takuya…" she moaned, her voice catching as his mouth immediately descended, lips sealing around one taut nipple.
His tongue swirled in wet, deliberate circles before lashing back and forth across the stiff peak, saliva glistening on her skin as he sucked with greedy pressure.
💖 "Mmmmmmhhhnnnn…
aaahhh,
yesss…" 💖
Yukiko's head fell back against the polished wall, fingers tangling in his hair as her chest heaved beneath his mouth. Each hungry draw of his lips sent shudders through her, each sharp flick of his tongue dragging a new cry.
"Schlkkk…mmmhhh…" The sounds of his mouth working at her breasts filled the bath as he alternated between them, sucking one nipple until it throbbed before biting lightly and dragging his tongue over the other.
💖His hands squeezed the heavy swells from beneath, kneading them roughly while he devoured her, his moans rumbling low against her flesh.
"Ahhhhhnnnn—hahhhhhh—don't stop, don't stop!" Yukiko's hips bucked against the wall, body trembling, her cries rising with each deep pull of his mouth.
💖 His lips sealed tightly over her nipple, sucking hard as his tongue flicked the tip mercilessly, until her back arched in a sharp spasm.
"AAAHHHHHhhhhnnnnnnn—!" Orgasm ripped through her, her whole body convulsing with release as his tongue continued to lick and lap up her nipples.
He groaned into her flesh, refusing to stop until she sagged weakly, panting and flushed.
But Takuya was relentless.
💖Even as she tried to catch her breath, he slid downward, kissing along her stomach, tongue dragging through the sheen of sweat and steam on her skin.
His hands hooked her panties, tugging them down over her thighs until they pooled at her ankles, baring her completely.
Yukiko whimpered, "Nnnnhhhh, Takuyaaa…" as she leaned back against the wall, thighs trembling.
💖He pressed her legs apart with his hands and lowered his face between them, his hot breath fanning against her bare pussy.
The first wet stroke of his tongue made her cry out.
"Aahhhhnnnn! O-ohhh god…"
💖His tongue spread wide, licking a long stripe through her folds before curling to flick over her clit, slow and teasing at first, then faster.
💖"Schlkkk…
…Sluuurppp…
…mmmhhhnnnn,"💖
he groaned as he sucked her swollen bud into his mouth, lips sealed tight as his tongue swirled fast around it.
Her knees buckled, but he pinned her against the wall, one hand gripping her thigh, the other squeezing her ass to hold her open for him.
💖Her cries spilled out unrestrained.
"Ahhhhnnnn—ahhh, yes, yes, don't stop, Takuyaaaahhhhnnnn—" Each wet suck sent sparks through her nerves, his tongue flicking, pressing, drawing her clit deeper into his mouth until her hips jerked uncontrollably against his face.
"Lllkkkkk—mmmhhh—slrrrrpppp—" he devoured her with wet, greedy sounds, his mouth messy and relentless, sucking harder when she moaned louder, biting lightly before soothing with quick flicks of his tongue.
💖Her hands pressed into his hair, pulling him tighter against her pussy, her head thrown back, mouth open in wordless cries. Her body trembled violently, every muscle tightening as heat coiled deep inside her.
"AhhhhhhHHHHnnnnnnnnnnn—I'm cummmiiiinnngggg!" Her voice broke into sobbing moans as her climax tore through her, thighs quivering against his shoulders, pussy pulsing in his mouth as he sucked and licked her through the shattering release.
💕 SQUIRT! SQUIRT! 💕
He held her firmly, licking every spasm, every gush of her trembling body, until she collapsed against the wall with ragged gasps, her voice still trembling, "Nnnnnhhhhnnn…aahhhhhnnn…" while his mouth pressed hot, possessive kisses against her soaked, sensitive folds.
Steam rolled off the great hinoki bath in slow veils, thick with heat, clinging to their damp skin. Yukiko's legs shook as Takuya lifted her by the waist, carrying her half-stumbling body to the edge of the wide wooden soaking tub.
He stepped into the knee-deep water, droplets splashing around his calves, while he lowered her onto the smooth rim, her back pressed against the cedar, breasts still flushed from his mouth, hair wild and sticking to her cheeks.
"Takuyaaaahhh…" she moaned, voice trembling as his lips crashed onto hers again, a wet, tongue-heavy kiss that stole her breath even as she clawed at his shoulders for balance.
💖His large cock pressed thick and hot against her slick entrance, the swollen head sliding across her pussy, teasing, smearing pre-cum into her wetness.
He growled into her mouth, then shoved forward with one merciless thrust.
"AAAhhhhnnnnngghhhh!" Yukiko's cry echoed against the wooden walls as his cock split into her, stretching her tight pussy wide.
💖Her thighs quivered around his waist, back arching hard, breasts bouncing as she struggled to take the full length of him. The sound of his hips slapping wetly against her thighs reverberated with each deep drive.
"Fffuckkkk—so tight…" Takuya groaned into her mouth, his possessive gaze locked on her face as he withdrew almost completely, then slammed in again, balls smacking against her ass. The impact drove another scream from her throat, "Aaahhhhnnnn—hahhhhnnnn, too deeeep!"
💖The wet squelch of her pussy sucking him in mingled with the steam-heavy air, every thrust producing lewd, messy sounds as water droplets slid down their bodies. He pinned her down into missionary, chest pressing hers, forcing her to arch beneath him, his cock pounding into her with brutal rhythm.
"💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕" echoed from their joining as his hips battered her, every thrust a full-length plunge that made her eyes roll back.
"Ahhhhnnnn—ahhh, Takuya, you're splitting meeee—ahhhhnnnn, deeper, deeeeperrr!" Her cries spilled out between sloppy, hungry kisses, her tongue trapped under his as he devoured her mouth.
Every time she tried to breathe, he thrust harder, forcing another broken moan to vibrate into his lips.
💖Her breasts bounced wildly with the force of his rhythm, damp nipples brushing his chest as his hands gripped her hips, dragging her down onto his cock harder.
She clutched his shoulders with shaking fingers, nails raking into his skin as she sobbed with pleasure.
"Uhhhnnnnn—hahhhhnnnn, I-I can't—ohhhhhhgod—" Her voice pitched higher as his cock drove so deep she felt her walls spasm around him, twitching with overwhelming pleasure.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
"Take it," he growled against her ear, thrusting harder, faster, the water splashing violently with every pounding drive. His gaze never left her flushed, messy face, eyes burning with raw possession.
"AAahhhhhhhnnnnngghhhhhh!" Yukiko screamed as her orgasm tore through her, pussy clamping tight around his cock, legs trembling against his hips, every spasm milking him greedily.
But Takuya didn't slow.
💖He snarled into her mouth, pounding her through her climax with brutal force, cock stretching her soaked cunt, the sound of wet flesh slapping echoing in the steamy chamber.
"Ahhhhhh—hahhhhnnnn—I'm gonna—fucking—cum—" His voice cracked into a guttural groan as he slammed himself balls-deep, burying his cock to the hilt.
"Cum inside—aaahhhhhnnnnnn—!" Yukiko wailed, head thrown back, eyes rolling as her walls clamped desperately around him.
With a violent thrust he held her pinned, cock jerking deep inside as his orgasm ripped free.
‟—fuuuuckkkk!" He growled into her neck, hips grinding tight against her as thick spurts of cum erupted into her pussy.
💕 SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! 💕
Her body shook beneath him, legs twitching uncontrollably, her pussy twitching and milking as hot cum filled her.
💖The wet squelch grew louder as he thrust through it, every push messy, his seed leaking around his cock, dripping down onto the wood and into the steaming water.
Yukiko sobbed with bliss, "Ahhhhnnnn…nnnhhhhhhhnnnn," clutching his shoulders desperately, completely undone.
His pace finally slowed, grinding her hips down as the last spurts pumped into her, his cock still throbbing deep.
💖Their mouths met again in one more wet, sloppy kiss, both panting into each other's lips, hair plastered, bodies trembling, cum leaking thick and hot from her stretched pussy into the steaming bath below.
Takuya wasn't finished.
The wood beneath them was slick with steam and sweat, his cock still hard and wet with his own cum when he yanked Yukiko forward, spinning her onto her hands and knees at the bath's rim.
Her hair clung to her flushed face, breasts dangling and bouncing with every frantic breath, her pussy still glistening with thick seed dripping down her thighs.
"Thought I wouldn't last long, huh?" His voice was a low, rough growl against the thunder of his heartbeat.
💖He lined himself up behind her, one hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise, the other yanking her hair back to force her head up.
"Ahhhhnnnn—Takuyaaa, I-I didn't mean—ahhhhnnnn!" she gasped, but her apology was cut off by his cock spearing deep inside her dripping pussy in one brutal thrust.
"SLAAAPPP!" His palm cracked across her ass, the sound echoing sharp in the steam.
💖Her cry blended with the wet, obscene squelch of his cock driving into her, stretching her walls that were already messy with cum.
"Ahhhhnnnnnghhhhh—! S-sorry, I'm sorryyy!" Yukiko's voice trembled as she moaned through the pain-laced pleasure, breasts swinging wildly beneath her with every hard slam of his hips.
Her fingers clawed the smooth wood, nails scraping grooves as his cock filled her again and again.
"💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕" The rhythm was relentless, wet flesh smacking loud, water splashing up against their bodies.
He fucked her with merciless force, balls smacking her clit, every thrust so deep it made her sob.
"Say it again," he snarled, slapping her ass harder, his cock hammering into her.
"Aaahhhhnnn—hahhhhhnnnn, I-I'm sorry, Takuyaaaahhhhnnnn! I was wronggg—ahhhhnnnnnnn!" Her apology melted into a scream as he pounded her harder, hips slapping into her ass with brutal rhythm.
💖Her eyes rolled back, mouth hanging open in broken cries, "Uhhhhnnnn—ahhhhnnn, y-you're too deeep, I-I can't take it!" Yet her pussy clenched desperately around him, every wet squelch betraying how much her body craved the punishment.
His grip on her hips tightened as he bent over her back, teeth biting her shoulder while he growled into her ear, "You'll take it, every inch. You'll swallow my cock until you're leaking with me again."
"Yesss—ahhhhnnn, yes, I will—! Takuyaaaahhhhnnnn!" she moaned, her voice breaking as another orgasm rushed through her, pussy spasming around his cock, milking him hard.
"Ffffuckkkk, I'm gonna cum in you again—take it—take it all!" His thrusts turned savage, pounding her into the rim of the bath, her breasts bouncing wildly, her cries high-pitched and raw.
"AAAhhhhhhhnnnnnnnn!" Yukiko screamed, eyes squeezing shut as her walls clamped down, her apology dissolving into mindless moans.
💖With a final brutal slam, Takuya buried himself to the hilt, cock throbbing deep as he erupted inside her.
"Uuughhhhhnnnnnfffhhhhh—fuuuckkkk!" His roar mixed with her sobbing moans as his cum poured into her, thick spurts gushing until her pussy overflowed.
💕 SPURT! SPURT! 💕
She trembled, legs quaking, as his seed leaked out around his cock, dripping down her thighs in messy white trails.
💖Her voice shook, soft and broken through panting cries, "S-sorry…ahhhhnnnn…I was wrong…" while his cock stayed deep inside her, still twitching as cum spilled and dripped audibly into the steaming water below.
Takuya didn't even give her time to recover. Her body was still trembling, pussy leaking with his seed, when he pulled her up from the bath's rim and hauled her into his arms.
💖Steam coiled off their slick skin as he lifted her bodily, hooking her thighs around his waist, his cock already forcing back inside her drenched cunt.
"Ahh~!"
"Anh~"
"Nnngh~"
Yukiko cried out, arms clinging to his shoulders, her breasts mashed against his chest as he slammed her down onto him.
His cock drove in to the hilt with every violent lift and drop, the water below slapping up around their calves as he pounded into her in the stand-and-carry position.
💖Her moans grew higher, breathless, head tossing back as her voice fractured. "Ahhhhnnnn—hahhhhnnnn—so deeep, too muuuuchhh!" Her nails dug into his slick shoulders as his thrusts shook her entire frame, her hair whipping and sticking wet to her face.
"SLAPPPP!" His hand cracked against her ass again as he growled, "You said I wouldn't last? Look at you now—barely holding on." His hips rammed up, his cock spreading her walls to their limits with brutal rhythm.
"Ahhhhhhhnnnnnn—ahhhhnnnn—I'm sorrrryyyy!" she moaned, voice breaking, eyes rolling back as the force of his pounding wrung another orgasm out of her trembling body.
💖Her cries grew weaker, her head lolling against his shoulder, breath stuttering in shallow gasps.
But Takuya didn't stop.
He pinned her against the wooden post by the bath, still carrying her, her legs limp around his waist as he drove into her unconscious body.
The wet squelch of her pussy echoed in the steaming chamber, each thrust sloppy with the mix of their fluids spilling down her thighs.
💕 SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! 💕
The noises filled the air as he grunted through clenched teeth, hips snapping harder, her limp form bouncing on his cock.
Her head tilted back, hair plastered to her neck, her lips parted in silent moans as her body convulsed weakly from the deep hammering.
"Ffffuckkkk…gonna fill you again…" His growl turned ragged as he thrust harder, his cock swelling inside her unconscious pussy.
With one final violent slam, he buried himself balls-deep and roared, "Here you go—…fuck!"
💖Thick cum spilled into her womb, pumping in heavy waves until it gushed back out, leaking down her pussy and dripping onto the cedar boards and into the steaming water below.
Her body twitched weakly against him, walls spasming around his throbbing cock, even in unconsciousness milking every last spurt.
💖He ground his hips in, forcing it deeper, watching white trails leak out over her ass and thighs.
His breath came hard, steaming the air, as he slapped her cheek sharply with his wet palm.
"Wake up, Yukiko," he hissed into her ear, voice low and urgent as her eyelids fluttered. Another slap, firmer. "Wake the fuck up. Your family's going to notice if we don't get back soon."
💖Her eyes opened hazily, unfocused, lips trembling as she panted, still stuffed with his cock and dripping with his cum, the steam wrapping them in a haze of sweat, sex, and the undeniable evidence of what they had just done.
The heat of the bath still clung to them when Takuya carried Yukiko from the rim and lowered her down onto the warm, mist-slick tile floor.
The steam rose in heavy clouds around them, softening the light, her skin shining with sweat and water, her eyes dazed, lips parted as she tried to catch her breath.
"Lie still," he ordered, pressing her shoulders to the tiles. She obeyed sluggishly, her chest rising and falling as he positioned himself above her, straddling her ribs.
His cock, still thick and slick with their mingled cum, slapped against the heavy swell of her breasts, smearing trails of wetness across her flushed skin.
"Mmmhhhnnnn…" Yukiko moaned faintly as he cupped her breasts together with his large hands, squeezing them tight around his shaft.
💖He thrust forward, the hot length sliding between the pillowy flesh, head appearing at her collarbone before vanishing again into the valley of her tits.
"Fuck, look at you… even like this, you're mine." His voice was low, rough, as he set a hard rhythm, hips bucking, cock dragging through her cleavage.
💖Her breasts bounced with each thrust, the wet slap of flesh loud under the hiss of the bath steam.
"Ahhhhnnnnnn…" Yukiko's moans slipped out, dazed but obedient, her glazed eyes lifting weakly to watch him.
Drool clung to her lip as his cock pumped between her tits, his thumbs digging into her soft flesh to squeeze tighter, making the pressure around him all the more intoxicating.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
The obscene sound of his cock stroking through her cleavage mixed with his ragged grunts.
He leaned forward, spitting down onto his cock, then forced her breasts together again, fucking her tits harder, faster.
Her moans rose, breathless, helpless, "Mmmhhhhhhhnnnn…ahhhhhh…" as his pace grew erratic, hips jerking, balls smacking her ribs. His possessive gaze locked onto her dazed face, watching her lips part with soft cries as her breasts were abused for his release.
"Gonna paint your face, Yukiko," he growled, cock swelling between her tits.
With a sharp thrust he yanked free, stroking himself hard with one hand while still squeezing her breasts together with the other.
💖 "Aaah Fuck—!" His roar echoed in the chamber as thick spurts of cum shot across her face, splattering her cheeks, lips, and hair, streaking down over her nose.
💕 SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! 💕💕
More gushed over her breasts, glistening white on the flushed curves, dripping onto her collarbone.
💖His cock pulsed violently in his grip, ropes of seed marking her skin, matting her hair in sticky strands.
Yukiko blinked through the haze, cum streaking her lashes, her mouth falling open in a weak moan, "Ahhhhhhhnnnnn…"
Takuya smirked, grabbing her jaw, tilting her face up toward his cock. "Lick it clean."
💖Obedient even in her daze, she parted her lips, tongue sliding out to lap at the swollen head still dribbling. "Mmmmhhhhnnn…" she moaned, licking slow, then sucking weakly as he guided her, smearing the last drops onto her tongue.
"That's it," he said, voice heavy with satisfaction as she swallowed his cum, her face still dripping with his seed, breasts slick and shining under the steam.
The haze of orgasm and exhaustion finally began to clear as Yukiko lay sprawled on the warm tile, her breasts still sticky and glistening, hair plastered to her cheeks with sweat and cum.
Her breathing slowed, her vision sharpening through the heavy steam.
💖When Takuya leaned down and brushed a kiss against her cum-streaked cheek, she snapped her palm against his shoulder with a sharp smack.
"You bastard," she hissed, though her voice was soft, shaky. "You fucked me like you wanted to break me."
Takuya only grinned, leaning in closer, kissing the corner of her lips while ignoring the sticky mess on her skin. "And you loved every second of it."
💖Her cheeks burned hotter than the steam. It was true—her body still quivered, her pussy still twitching from how brutally he had taken her.
She thought of Kudo Yusaku, of the way her husband's touch had always been careful, measured, respectful. Nothing like this. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment, the thought shameful yet undeniable: she had never been fucked this hard, not once in her marriage.
"Smug bastard," she muttered, smacking his chest again, though there was no force behind it. Her lips trembled between a scowl and a smile.
Takuya laughed low in his throat, then hooked an arm under her thighs and another behind her back, lifting her effortlessly.
"Ahhh—Takuya!" she yelped, startled as he carried her toward the wooden soaking bath.
💖She clung to his shoulders instinctively as he stepped into the water, the warm cedar-scented pool lapping up around them as he sank down, settling her in his lap.
His cock already semi-hard brushed against her slick pussy folds in the water, making her shiver and squirm.
"You're insatiable," she whispered, smacking him once more on the chest, though this time her hand lingered against his skin.
"And you're still trembling from me," he teased back, kissing the line of her jaw, the edge of her ear.
She rolled her eyes, cheeks pink, but didn't push him away as he reached for the soap pump on the side of the bath.
He squeezed a generous dollop of liquid soap into his palm, lathering it until the suds foamed.
His hands moved over her shoulders, rubbing slowly, washing the sweat and steam from her skin.
"Mmmhh…" she let out a quiet sound, half a sigh, as his fingers traced down her arms and over her chest.
"Don't think you can just wash me all innocent now," she said, smacking his arm, though softer this time.
"I'm making sure my mess is cleaned properly," he murmured against her lips before kissing her, this one light and lingering instead of hungry.
💖The kiss deepened only slightly, tongues brushing lazily, both too tired for more frenzy.
Yukiko took the soap next, lathering her hands and pressing them over his chest, rubbing circles, sliding down his stomach. He grinned at her touch, eyes gleaming.
She washed his arms, shoulders, even reaching behind him, though her lips curled despite herself.
Yukiko sat nestled against Takuya's chest, her hair damp and clinging to her face, her body still warm and pliant from everything he had wrung out of her. His arms held her close, broad hands gliding slowly over her sides as if memorizing her anew in the quiet.
He bent his head, lips brushing the slope of her shoulder in a tender peck. Then another.
Then a third, lips scattering warm kisses along her collarbone.
"I was rough," he murmured softly against her skin. His mouth moved lower, kissing over the faint red bloom where his teeth had marked her earlier.
"Too rough." He pressed a longer kiss there, as if trying to erase the bruise with his lips.
Yukiko shivered and let out a soft, breathless laugh.
"You think? My whole body feels like it's been pounded into the floor." She shifted, wincing playfully as she glanced down at the bruises beginning to form across her breasts and hips.
"And if Kudo Yusaku sees any of these…"
Takuya cupped her face gently, turning her to meet his gaze. His voice softened. "Then I'll kiss away every single one before he does."
His lips trailed down her neck, lingering pecks dotting her skin like little apologies, his warm breath stirring goosebumps as he moved.
"Mmmmhhhnnn," she hummed despite herself, her hand curling against his chest. She tried to sound scolding, but her tone wavered. "You can't just bruise me and then think kisses will fix it."
"Yes I can," he whispered against her shoulder before kissing it again, then following the line down to her arm, his lips scattered in a slow, contrite path. "Because each kiss tells you I adore you."
She laughed, smacking him weakly on the shoulder, though she didn't move away. "Cheater," she muttered.
"And yet you're here," he teased gently, hands sliding down to cup her ass beneath the water. He massaged the soft flesh with slow squeezes, planting kisses along the curve of her neck as he did. "God, your body is beautiful, Yukiko." His voice dropped to a reverent murmur. "Every inch of you."
Her breath hitched, her cheeks flushing hotter than the bath. She hid her face briefly against his chest. "You're insufferable," she said, muffled.
"Insufferably want to be with you," he corrected with a grin, kissing the top of her head, then the crown, then the corner of her eye where her lashes still glittered damp.
She groaned, exasperated but unable to keep the smile off her lips. Her nails traced light patterns against his skin, half-cuddling, half-protesting. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to romance me."
Takuya chuckled low, brushing another trail of kisses down her jawline until she giggled despite herself, pushing at him lightly. "Stop, that tickles—"
He laughed with her, pressing their foreheads together. "You don't know how perfect you are when you laugh like that." His hands squeezed her ass playfully again, earning a startled squeak from her.
"You really don't stop, do you?" she said, biting back a smile.
"Not when it comes to you." He kissed her nose, then her lips, soft and lingering this time, no hunger, no frenzy—just warmth.
For a long while, they stayed like that: trading small kisses, soft laughter blending with the sound of the bath water rippling, her light smacks against him answered only with more kisses, and his hands massaging her in gentle worship.
The steam wrapped them close, as if sealing away their world, leaving only the two of them tangled together in quiet, teasing, tender aftercare.
[R-18 Scene End]
As Takuya and Yukiko began their "romance," a murder occurred within the theater, unnoticed by the oblivious duo.
Meanwhile, KudoShinichi, unaware of his mother's whereabouts, chatted with Ran as they followed the engineer.
"Shinichi," Ran asked, her voice filled with concern, "Have you noticed that your mother isn't back yet?"
"She said she had something to deal with and would be back in twenty minutes," Shinichi replied nonchalantly.
Fujiwara Takuya didn't hear what Kudo Shinichi said, otherwise he would have been deeply shocked.
What twenty minutes ?
Although twenty minutes may seem like a long time, it is actually a very short time.
After all, it takes a long time to find a suitable place and go back and forth, and then the two people communicate and take off their clothes.
These miscellaneous things is added up, it will probably take a very long time.
Twenty minutes is absolutely humiliating for him.
Takuya was right after all. Yukiko had set the time very short, and she made it compared with the working time of Kudo Yusaku's fuel tank, not his.
But Shinichi trusted his mother implicitly, dismissing any concerns as trivial.
He didn't know the gravity of her actions or the lengths to which she was willing to go.
" Mom, your good friend, Officer Fujiwara, why is he gone too? "
" He has to deal with the trust fund, sign something, etc. It will probably take a long time to go back and forth, so don't worry about him. "
KisakiEri did not doubt Takuya's excuse.
After all, everyone else knew about the trust fund Fujiwara Takuya as he came here specifically for that.
Only Vermouth was suspicious in her heart that it might be abnormal for Fujiwara Takuya and Kudo Yukiko to leave at the same time.
She had actually noticed something was wrong a long time ago, but she didn't know much and couldn't confirm it .
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