As the day went on, the trio found themselves walking through the quieter streets of Tokyo, the city's neon lights reflecting off the pavement.
The atmosphere was warm and comfortable, the kind of quiet intimacy that only comes after a day full of laughter and shared moments.
Eriri and Mahiru exchanged a glance—a silent conversation passing between them.
Mahiru's fingers twitched nervously at her skirt while Eriri cleared her throat.
"Actually," Eriri began, unusually hesitant, "we have one last stop for your birthday."
Akifumi raised an eyebrow. "Oh? More surprises?"
"Close your eyes," Mahiru said softly, stepping closer.
The faint scent of her vanilla perfume mixed with the electric buzz of the city.
"And no peeking!" Eriri added, jabbing a finger at his chest.
Akifumi chuckled but obliged, shutting his eyes. "You two are being awfully mysterious—"
Cold fingertips brushed his wrists as both girls took his hands.
Eriri's grip was firm and slightly clammy; Mahiru's touch feather-light yet insistent.
"Step carefully," Mahiru murmured as they guided him forward.
The sounds shifted around them—the crowd noise thinning, then the automated whoosh of sliding glass doors.
Air conditioning prickled Akifumi's skin as carpet replaced pavement beneath his shoes.
An elevator dinged, then the subtle motion of ascent made his stomach flutter.
"Eriri, are we—"
"I said no talking!" Eriri hissed, though her voice lacked its usual bite.
When the elevator stopped, they led him down a hallway where their footsteps echoed oddly—wide, expensive flooring then.
A keycard beeped, a door swung open, and suddenly warm, rose-scented air enveloped him.
"Stay right there," Mahiru whispered near his ear. Her breath hitched slightly.
"We'll... we'll tell you when to look."
Akifumi heard rustling fabric, muffled whispers ("No, you put the ears on first!" "But the stockings keep rolling—"), and the distinct click of high heels on hardwood. His pulse quickened despite himself.
"Okay," Eriri said after an eternity, her voice oddly strained. "Open your eyes."
Akifumi blinked as the hotel suite came into focus—a lavish space with floor-to-ceiling windows showcasing Tokyo's skyline, and...
His breath caught.
Standing side by side were Eriri and Mahiru in matching black bunny suits her hair being style twintails the same way as Eriri making both of them looks like twin, —plunge necklines hugging their curves, stockings stretching over toned thighs, and satin ears tilting playfully atop their heads.
Mahiru's usual elegance had transformed into something shyly sensual, her fingers twisting behind her back.
Eriri, despite her crimson cheeks, struck a defiant pose with hands on hips.
"Surprise," Mahiru breathed, the word barely audible.
Eriri tossed her twin tails. "D-Don't get the wrong idea! This is just a special one-time—"
Akifumi's laughter cut her off. Not mocking, but warm, delighted. "You two... planned this?"
Mahiru nodded, her blush deepening as she adjusted a strap. "I mentioned to Eriri... that like this sort of costume once, and Eriri..."
"It was supposed to be a joke!" Eriri interjected, stomping one stiletto. "But then Mahiru actually want to wear this and—"
"—and we wanted to do something memorable," Mahiru finished, meeting his gaze with surprising steadiness.
Akifumi stepped closer, noting how Eriri's breathing hitched when he reached out to straighten her lopsided ear.
"You're both," he paused, searching for the right word, "breathtaking."
Eriri swatted his hand away. "S-Save the cheesy lines! We're not done!" She marched to the bedside table and produced a small velvet box.
"This too."
Inside rested a silver keychain—a miniature manga volume with their three initials engraved on the spine.
"So you don't forget," Mahiru explained, "whose idea this really was."
Akifumi's throat tightened unexpectedly.
The care behind the ridiculous costumes, the sentimental gift... It was so perfectly them. He pulled them both into a hug before they could protest.
"Thank you"
Akifumi gazed at the two of them, his heart swelling with affection until he could no longer hold back.
Gently, he pulled Mahiru into his arms, When their gazes met, he felt himself drowning in her tender expression.
"Mugiho-kun…" Mahiru whispered, her voice like a soothing melody.
"Mahiru…" he murmured back, his voice thick with emotion.
"Nnh…"
Unable to resist, Mugiho leaned in, capturing her lips in a tender kiss. Reassured by his touch, Mahiru closed her eyes, a sweet smile forming against his mouth.
"Mmh… Mmh…" Mahiru pressed her tongue against his lips, silently pleading for more.
Surrendering to her desire, Mugiho deepened the kiss, their tongues intertwining in a slow, passionate dance.
"Mwah… Mmh, mmph! Mmh❤︎!"
"Mmh…"
Meanwhile, Eriri watched from the side, her cheeks flushed with a mix of jealousy and longing. Unable to stand it any longer, she tugged at Mugiho's sleeve.
"Mugiho… Me too…" she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Pulling away from Mahiru, Mugiho turned to see Eriri's pleading expression—her usual sharp demeanor softened into something vulnerable.
He chuckled and patted her head affectionately.
"Okay."
"Nnh… Mmh❤︎…"
"Mmh❤︎.. Mmh…"
"Mwah… Mmh, nph! Mmh…. Nnggh…"
He alternated between the two of them, showering them with kisses until, finally, Eriri and Mahiru pushed him down onto the bed.
"Mugiho-kun…" Mahiru said softly, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on his chest. "Today is your birthday… Let us take care of you this time."
"Ye-yes… Just relax and enjoy," Eriri added, her voice wavering slightly as she tried to sound composed. "We'll… um… give you a special massage."
Their warm, supple bodies pressed against him, their delicate hands working in unison. Mahiru's fingers nimbly unzipped his pants, freeing his hardened length.
"Whoa… M-Mugiho-kun, you're already this big…" Mahiru gasped, her cheeks turning pink. "You must have been holding back a lot, haven't you?"
"Well…" Mugiho admitted, realizing just how pent-up he had been lately.
"Mugiho-kun…" Mahiru's voice was tender yet firm. "You can be honest with us about your feelings, okay?"
She glanced at Eriri, who fidgeted before mumbling, "W-Well… I guess she's right."
"Then…" Mahiru smiled sweetly, her fingers teasingly tracing circles on his thighs. "We'll spoil you a lot today."
"Rub, rub, rub, rub…"
Mahiru's hands gently cradled and massaged his sack, sending tingling waves of pleasure through his body.
At the same time, Eriri's fingers wrapped around his shaft, her strokes slow but deliberate.
"Mm… You're already so hard, Mugiho…" Eriri murmured, her touch growing bolder.
"Of course I am," he groaned. "How could I not be with two beautiful girls touching me like this?"
"I-I see…" Eriri's face reddened. "But… does it really feel good?"
"Your hands are so soft, Eriri… It's amazing."
"H-Huh?! R-Really? …Thanks…" She averted her eyes, but the pleased curve of her lips betrayed her.
"Mugiho-kun, what about me?" Mahiru asked, a playful pout forming on her lips.
"You're doing an incredible job too, Mahiru."
"Hehe… I'm so happy to hear that, Mugiho-kun." Her eyes sparkled with affection before she leaned in, capturing his lips once more.
"Mm… Mmph… Nnnh, mwah, mmph…"
"Hah… smk… Smap… Mm… Mm-ff…"
"Mm… Nnhh… mwah, mmmph, Nng…" She pulled back just enough to whisper, "Does this feel good too, Mugiho-kun?"
"Yes…"
"Hehe, that's wonderful… Hah… mm… Mmmgh… Mwah, mm…"
"Mugiho-kun… You're throbbing…" Mahiru murmured between kisses. "Just kissing me gets you this excited… I'm so happy…"
Meanwhile, Eriri watched from the sidelines, her body growing hotter with every second.
Noticing her flustered expression from the corner of his eye, Mugiho reached out, pulling her closer and cupping her breasts.
"Hnngh… Mm, mm, ahgn… W-Wait, Mugiho! Y-Your fingers… They're so hot!" Eriri gasped, her tsundere facade crumbling under his touch.
"D-Did that hurt?" Akifumi Mugiho asked, his fingers lightly tracing Eriri's sensitive skin.
"N-No…!" Eriri gasped, her face flushed as she squirmed under his touch. "It's not that… It just tickles… and feels too good…"
Mahiru giggled softly, her voice warm and teasing. "In other words, Eriri is asking you to do it more, Mugiho-kun~. Look at her face—she looks absolutely delighted."
"I-It's not like that!" Eriri snapped, her cheeks burning. "It's just… whenever you touch me, mm—the tips of my— Aah! W-What the hell are you making me say, you jerk?! Hah—mmph!"
Akifumi couldn't resist her adorable flustered reaction. Before she could protest further, he sealed her lips with a deep, hungry kiss.
"Nngh! Mh… mhhh… mmmh… mwah…" Her body trembled, her knees squeezing together as the kiss grew more intense.
"Mmh…" she whimpered between breaths, her resistance melting away.
"Eriri… your yelps sound so lewd…" Mahiru murmured, her voice dripping with amusement.
"W-Wait, Mahiru— Aahm! Don't listen… Aa! Mnngh!"
While Akifumi kept Eriri's lips occupied, Mahiru reached down, her slender fingers wrapping around his throbbing length.
"Mugiho-kun… your dick is so swollen," she whispered, stroking him slowly. "You've been holding back for so long… Let me take care of it for you."
With a gentle smile, she lowered herself, her soft lips parting as she guided him into her mouth.
"Mmh… Mllnn… mhhh…"
"Khh…! Mahiru…!" Akifumi groaned, his grip tightening on Eriri's waist.
Mahiru's tongue swirled around his shaft, her lips sucking with deliberate slowness. "Mmph… mwah… slrrrp…"
Saliva dripped down his length as she worked him deeper, her fingers massaging the base.
Akifumi's free hand groped Mahiru's breast, the combined sensations making his head spin. Eriri's soft whimpers against his lips only fueled his arousal further.
"Hnngh… Mm… MM… m-mmmm..! Your dick… It won't stop throbbing…."
"Pwah… Mmh, nngh… Mmmh… Slrrrp…"
Mahiru's skilled mouth and Eriri's heated breaths against his skin pushed Akifumi closer to the edge.
"Wait, Mahiru… I'm close—"
But before he could stop her, Eriri suddenly pulled away from the kiss, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips.
"Ehehe~ Let's see how you like being on the receiving end!"
Her eyes gleamed with playful malice as she dropped down beside Mahiru, her tongue flicking against his shaft.
"Eriri?! W-Wait—!"
But she didn't stop. Instead, she and Mahiru worked in tandem—Mahiru sucking the tip while Eriri licked and stroked the length, coating him in a slick layer of saliva.
"Nom… Mmph suck suck …. Nngh, slllrp…"
"Mmhah~… lick lick… Mmph, mwah…"
The wet, lewd sounds filled the room, each slurp and gasp sending electric jolts through Akifumi's body.
"Mmh❤︎, mlln, mllnngh… mmgh…"
"Mmwah, nngh❤︎, mmh…"
A hot, tingling pressure built inside him, his muscles tensing as pleasure coiled tight.
"Mm-hah! It's pulsating so hard… Mm, mm-ah! Are you going to cum?" Eriri teased, her voice dripping with smug satisfaction.
"Nnnh… Hfff… Mmm, mmh…! Nngh, slrrrp…"
Mahiru's movements grew desperate, her lips sealing around him as she sucked with relentless hunger.
"Ma-Mahiru…! I'm gonna—!"
"Mmh… D-Don't hold back, Mugiho-kun… Just let it all out… Ahmm, mmgh… suck suck…"
"Grah…! O-Oh shit… Khhh!"
With one final, powerful suck—
"Mmgh❤︎! Nngh… gulp, gulp…"
—he came hard, his release flooding Mahiru's mouth while streaks painted Eriri's face.
"Mmh! Gulp… Mmgh!"
Mahiru swallowed as much as she could, but some escaped, dripping down her chin.
"…cough… Hahh… Mugiho-kun… That was too much… I thought I was going to drown," she panted, wiping her lips.
Eriri licked a stray drop from her cheek, smirking. "Heh. This guy came just as much last time in my mouth… So, who's the quickshot now, huh?"
Akifumi's eyes darkened. A dangerous gleam flickered in his gaze as Mahiru, sensing the shift, tried to scoot away.
"Oh? You two had so much fun just now, didn't you?" Before they could react, Akifumi grabbed both girls, tossing them onto the bed with a predatory grin. His fingers traced slow, teasing paths along their skin, making Eriri stiffen and Mahiru let out a flustered gasp.
"Now… it's my turn."
"W-Wait, Mugiho—!" Eriri's protest was cut short as his hand slid down to her waist, teasing the edge of her bottoms.
Her breath hitched, her face burning red as she squirmed—her usual sharp tone crumbling under his touch.
"Eeek! A-Ah… s-stop… mmh…" Her voice wavered between defiance and pleasure, her body betraying her as she arched slightly into his fingers.
"Nngh… y-you idiot… ah! D-Don't think I'll… f-forgive you… mmh!"
Akifumi smirked, enjoying the way her tsundere façade cracked with every flick of his fingers against her clit.
"Really? Then why are you trembling like this?"
"Sh-Shut up…!" she hissed, but her hips jerked when he pressed harder, drawing out another stifled moan.
Meanwhile, Mahiru—her face flushed pink—tried to quietly slip away, only for Akifumi to catch her wrist in a firm but playful grip.
"W-Wait, Mugiho-kun…" she murmured, her voice soft but trembling. "Y-You don't need to rush…"
He pulled her closer, his breath warm against her ear. "But you both worked so hard to make me feel good. Shouldn't I return the favor?"
"Y-You can take it easy, though— Mmph! Fwahh…!"
Before she could finish, he silenced her with a deep kiss, his hands roaming over her body—squeezing her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers, and stroking her clit in slow, deliberate circles.
"Ah… nngh… M-Mugiho-kun…!" Mahiru whimpered, her usual gentleness melting into helpless pleasure. Her protests dissolved into shaky moans, her body arching against his.
Beside them, Eriri bit her lip, trying—and failing—to suppress her own sounds. "H-Hey…! Don't just… ngh… focus on her…!"
Akifumi chuckled darkly. "Don't worry… I'll take care of both of you."
With that, he shifted, positioning himself between Eriri's thighs. The head of his cock pressed against her entrance, making her tense.
"N-Not so fast— Ahhn!?"
Every time Akifumi plunged into her, Eriri arched her back, her body responding instinctively.
He pushed in slowly, savoring the way her breath caught, her nails digging into his shoulders. "You're always so loud when you're embarrassed," he teased.
"I-I'm not— Ngh! S-Stop talking…!"
Mahiru watched with wide, hazy eyes, her fingers nervously clutching the sheets. "E-Eriri… are you okay…?"
"D-Don't ask me that now— Ah! M-Mugiho, you—!"
Akifumi smirked, thrusting deeper, each movement drawing out another broken gasp from Eriri.
His movements caused her to get hit different spots inside her, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
"Ahh, nnh, nngh! Ahh, Mu-Mugiho! wait Ah❤︎, ahhh❤︎, ahhh❤︎!"
Eriri quivered with each thrust, her body riding a wave of ecstasy.
"Ahh❤︎, hahhh, hahh! Ah❤︎, ahhh❤︎! Mu-Mugiho, I-im going crazy! Ah❤︎!"
"I-I can feel your dick rubbing against me inside! Ah❤︎, ahh❤︎, ahhh!"
Her pussy tightened and twitched around him, the sensation almost too much for Akifumi to handle.
"Ahh❤︎, ah❤︎, ahhh❤︎! I-I feel like I'm going crazy! Ahh❤︎, ahhh❤︎!"
"Mm, mmh, mmmh❤︎! Nngh, uhh, ahhh❤︎! Ahhh❤︎!" Eriri writhed, trying to match his rhythm, but Akifumi held her hands firmly, limiting her movements.
"I-I can't hold back… something is coming… Eeek❤︎!"
Eriri's voice trembled as her body arched, her fingers digging into the sheets.
Her thighs quivered around Akifumi's hips, her usual sharp-tongued demeanor melting into desperate, breathless cries.
Meanwhile, Akifumi's free hand reached for Mahiru, pulling her close with a gentle but firm grip. His lips brushed against her ear, his voice a low, teasing murmur.
"You don't like being out of the loop, do you?"
Mahiru gasped as his warm breath tickled her skin, her cheeks flushing crimson. "H-Huh? W-Wait, Mugiho-kun—"
Before she could finish, his fingers traced the damp fabric between her thighs, teasing her entrance with slow, deliberate strokes.
"Haah—nghh?! W-Wait… I-I'm so sensitive right now…!"
Her voice hitched as his fingertips glided over her, tracing the shape of her through the thin barrier.
Every touch sent jolts of pleasure through her, her hips twitching helplessly.
"Ahn… Nnh, fwahh.. Ah❤︎!" Faint, sweet moans spilled from her lips, her body betraying her embarrassment.
Akifumi chuckled, his fingers pressing just a little harder.
"You're already this wet, Mahiru… You really can't hide how much you want this, can you?"
"M-Mugiho-kun…! P-Please stop teasing me…!" she whimpered, her hands clutching his shoulders for balance.
"Mm, what do you want?." His smirk was playful as he slipped a finger beneath the fabric, finally touching her bare skin.
"Ah! P-Please… more… tease m-my clit…!!"
Her plea was met with a slow, circling motion that made her back arch.
"Ah❤︎, yes!... Y-Your fingers… inside…! Hah❤︎, hnghhh!"
"Ah, mwah… Angh, aah❤︎… oh.."
As he pushed a finger into her, her walls clenched around him, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
"Hngh❤︎!! Y-You're inside… while rubbing my clit…! I-I can't…!"
Mahiru's voice quivered, her climax building rapidly under his skilled touch.
But Akifumi didn't stop—his other hand gripped Eriri's hip, his thrusts into her growing deeper, more urgent.
"Hahh❤︎, ah❤︎, ahhn❤︎… Fwahh, ahh❤︎!"
"Haa… Ahh, ahh❤︎! Nnh, ahh, ahhn❤︎…"
Eriri's moans were unrestrained now, her usual sharp retorts lost in pleasure.
Her mouth hung half-open, drool dripping onto the sheets as her body writhed beneath him.
" Ahh, ahh❤︎ ah❤︎, ahhh! Hahh, mmmh, uhh❤︎… Ahhhh❤︎!"
Mahiru, meanwhile, squirted with every push of his fingers, her juices soaking the bed beneath them.
The lewd, wet sounds only spurred Akifumi on, his own restraint fraying.
"Mmh❤︎, hfff❤︎! Ah, ahhh! Nngh, uh, ahhhh❤︎!"
"Mmmm, Eriri, Mahiru… I'm gonna cum!"
Eriri's nails scraped down his back as she gasped, "Haaaah❤︎! Aaahn❤︎, Mugiho! Just do it!"
Mahiru, lost in her own pleasure, whimpered, "Ahh❤︎! Nnh❤︎, ahh❤︎, yeah… L-Let's cum together, Eriri, Mugiho-kun… Eek! Ahh❤︎, ahhhh❤︎!"
Their voices crescendoed, Eriri bucking her hips wildly to meet his thrusts.
"Ahhh❤︎, mmmh❤︎, mmgh, fwahhh! Ahhh❤︎! Mmmh, ah, ahhh❤︎!"
Akifumi's fingers curled deep inside Eriri, his thumb pressing firmly against Mahiru's clit—
Mahiru gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure. "Ah! Nngh…! I-I'm going to… cum too—!"
Eriri arched her back, her walls clamping around him like a vice. "Ahn! I-I'm—! AHHHHH!!"
That was all it took. With a low groan, Akifumi buried himself to the hilt, spilling inside her as his own release crashed over him in relentless waves.
"Ahhhn…❤︎ Eek! Ah❤︎, ahhh❤︎! Mmmh! I-It won't stop… Fwahhh, ah❤︎, ahhh❤︎!"
Mahiru's breathy whimpers filled the air as Eriri's body twitched beneath him, her pussy fluttering in desperate aftershocks.
"Hahh… hahh… ngh…" Akifumi panted, his body still pulsing as he filled her to the brim—so much that it overflowed, dripping onto the sheets beneath them.
"Mmmh…" Eriri's hips jerked involuntarily, her oversensitive walls trying to milk every last drop from him.
When the tremors finally subsided, Eriri collapsed back, dazed. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her silver hair clinging to her flushed skin as Akifumi slowly pulled out.
"Aah…! Hah! Ngh—Haaaah❤︎!"
A series of adorable, hiccuping moans escaped her as her body twitched from the sudden emptiness.
"D-Don't just—nngh!—pull out without warning, idiot…!" she snapped, though her voice wavered. "Y-You made me… cum again…!"
"Sorry," Akifumi murmured, though the smirk tugging at his lips betrayed him.
Mahiru, still catching her breath, gazed up at him with hazy, adoring eyes. "M-Mugiho-kun… that was… incredible…"
The sight of them—flushed, trembling, utterly spent—sent fresh heat coiling in his gut. His cock twitched, already hardening again.
"Ah! M-Mugiho-kun?!" Mahiru squeaked as he shifted toward her.
"Mahiru…" His voice was low, tender. "It's your turn now."
Before she could even whimper in protest, he plunged into her, her tight warmth enveloping him in an instant.
"Ahh❤︎…! Hahh❤︎, ah! Mm❤︎, nngh…!"
"Aa❤︎… Mugiho-kun…" She reached up, her fingers trembling against his cheeks. "Kiss me… Mmh, mwah…❤︎"
Their lips met in a messy, heated kiss as their hips moved together. Mahiru's nails dug into his shoulders, her moans muffled against his mouth.
"Nng… Fwahh, ahh❤︎, ahhn❤︎! Nngh… Uhh, mmmm…!"
"O-ogh… Nhah❤︎!" Her voice pitched higher, her hips rolling desperately to meet his thrusts. "Ah❤︎, ahh❤︎! I-It's amazing…! I can feel you… moving inside me…!"
"Mmm-haaaah…❤︎ So deep…" she whimpered, her legs tightening around his waist. "Mugiho-kun… you're so big… and so hard…!"
He answered with a deeper stroke, each one sending ripples of pleasure through her trembling body. The sound of skin against skin filled the room, a lewd, rhythmic symphony of their desire.
"Uhh, ah❤︎, ah❤︎! Yes, harder! Ah❤︎, nnh, mmmph❤︎!"
"Nnnngh, ahhn❤︎! Whoa, ah❤︎, ahh❤︎! AHHH❤︎!"
"Ahhh❤︎! Nnngh, yes❤︎, deeper❤︎! Hahh❤︎, ahhh❤︎!"
"Mmh… you're so wet…" Akifumi groaned, his voice rough with need. "I can reach every part of you…"
"Y-Yeah❤︎…!" Mahiru's back arched, her toes curling. "I can feel you… so deep inside me… Ah❤︎, ahhh❤︎!"
"Hahh❤︎, hahh❤︎...Oh❤︎, ahh❤︎! I-I can't stop shaking! Mmmh❤︎!"
Her body clenched around him, her walls pulsing with every thrust.
Eriri, watching them, bit her lip. Her own body was still throbbing, but the sight of Mahiru's lewd, blissful expression made her core ache all over again.
"Hah… hah… Mugiho!" she called, her voice uncharacteristically needy.
"Hm?"
"P-Please…" Her pride warred with desire before she finally hissed, "M-Me too… idiot…"
"Of course."
Even as he continued thrusting into Mahiru, he reached down, slipping two fingers into Eriri's dripping entrance.
"Aah❤︎, Uh!.... I-It's spreading again!... Mm❤︎, nngh❤︎, mmh❤︎!"
Eriri's back arched violently, her walls clamping around his fingers.
"Ah, Ahh, Mmgh! W-With you fingering me like that…! My pussy… Ah❤︎, ahh❤︎! Ahh, Ahh❤︎!"
"Nnngh, haaah, w-wait! Ahhn❤︎! Mu-Mugiho, I-I'm really sensitive right now! Eek! Ah❤︎, ahh❤︎!"
"Nnh, I-I said wait, you idiot! Fwahhh! Ahh❤︎, that's too much! Eeeeek!"
"Ahh❤︎, nnh, nngh! Ahh, Mu-Mugiho! Ah❤︎, ahhh❤︎, ahhh❤︎!"
Every movement sent her spiraling, her body writhing beneath his touch.
"Ahh❤︎, hahhh, hahh! Ah❤︎, ahhh❤︎! Mu-Mugiho, th-this is amazing! Ah❤︎!"
"Hahh… Ah, ah, ah❤︎… Ahhn!"
"Nngh… Fwahh, ahh, ah.. Mmh, ahh!"
As Akifumi felt her body quivering, he quickened his pace, her moans intensifying with every stroke. His fingers glistened with her slick arousal, dripping each time he moved.
"Hahh❤︎, ah❤︎, ahhn❤︎… Fwahh, ahh❤︎!"
"Ah, i-it feels so good! Mmh, ah❤︎!"
"Where does it feel good, exactly?" Akifumi teased, his voice dark with amusement.
"I-It's inside!...." she whined, her pride crumbling. "Y-Your fingers… rubbing against me… Ah❤︎, ahh❤︎, ahhh!"
"I-I can't hold back…! S-Something's coming…! Eeek❤︎!"
Mahiru, clinging to Eriri's hand, whimpered. "Ahh❤︎, nnh… I-I'm cumming too, Eriri…!"
"AAAH No….! Mugiho, your fingers! Mm-aah! I-I'm gonna cum again!!!"
Akifumi gritted his teeth, his thrusts into Mahiru growing erratic. "Ngh! Me too!"
With a final, deep grind, he spilled inside her, their shared climax crashing over them like a tidal wave.
"Nhaaaaah, ah❤︎, I-It's coming out… S-So much… Ahhh❤︎! Ah❤︎!"
Their bodies trembled violently, juices mixing as they collapsed into a tangled, breathless heap.
Mahiru smiled up at him, her eyes soft. "Thank you… Mugiho-kun."
"Always," he murmured, brushing her damp bangs from her forehead.
Then, he turned to Eriri, who was stubbornly avoiding his gaze. "You all right?"
"H-hah… mm…! T-This ain't… nothing… ha… ngh," she muttered, though her flushed cheeks betrayed her.
Akifumi smirked. "Oh? If it's nothing… then I guess you won't mind another round?"
"Huh?! H-hey—Ahn…! Nnh, fwahh.. Ah❤︎!"
Before she could protest, he was inside her again, her body arching beneath him.
"I'll enjoy my birthday gift… until morning," he whispered, his voice thick with promise.
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