The motel room in Kuoh had that kitsch aesthetic that tried too hard to seem romantic. Reddish lights reflected off the mirrored walls, while a radio in the corner played low, indifferent music. The carpet reeked of old tobacco mixed with the artificial sweetness of a cheap air freshener. In the background, the hot tub took up most of the space, releasing lazy bubbles that blended with the warm steam.
Kazuya stood near the door, still in disbelief at being dragged into this situation.
Inside the hot tub, Oda Nobunaga flashed her mischievous smile and the fiery gaze that made her unpredictable. Her silky black hair cascaded over her shoulders, the wet tips clinging to her fair, glistening skin under the red light. The warm water accentuated her body, almost illuminating it against the white foam.
Her medium-sized breasts were exposed, firm, perfectly proportioned. Her pink nipples were hard, swollen from the heat and the thrill of teasing, their soft areolas inviting the gaze. Every movement she made—whether the sway of her glass or the lazy arch of her back—caused her breasts to move hypnotically. At times, the foam slid over them, leaving shimmering trails that highlighted her curves.
Her posture, one arm resting on the edge, the other raising the glass, exuded the mocking arrogance of a queen.
"Fufufu…" her laughter echoed through the steam, laced with irony. "What's the matter, Master? Did you come all this way just to stand there like a cowardly daimyo facing victory?"
She raised her glass in a solitary toast, her half-closed eyes gleaming with a mix of charm and challenge.
"Come in. A Demon King's hot tub is no place for hesitation." She leaned back, her free arm slipping along the edge. "Or are you going to let me drink alone, like a fool who refuses the feast of war?"
Kazuya took a deep breath. It was impossible to tell if Nobunaga was just playing or if she genuinely expected him to join her. Knowing her reputation, it was probably both.
He smirked, insolent:
"You talk too much, Nobunaga. It's not like I need an invitation to share space with you."
Unhurried, he began to undress. Each piece removed felt like a provocation. Nobunaga watched him in silence now, her glass paused halfway to her lips. When his shirt hit the floor, revealing his defined muscles, she raised an eyebrow. But it was only when the last piece was gone that her composure faltered.
Her eyes widened for a moment, then narrowed with a predatory glint. The wine in her glass trembled, her hand wavered, but she maintained her posture—even if her eyes betrayed her.
Kazuya stepped into the hot tub as if it were the most natural thing in the world. The bubbling water rose in gentle waves around his body until he stood before her. His smile was carefree, almost insolent.
"So?" he murmured, leaning forward, his low voice vibrating in the steam. "Are you just going to stare… or are you going to show me why they call you the Demon King?"
Her eyes roamed every line of his body until they fixed on his erection, rigid and throbbing beneath the water. She bit her lip hard, the gleam in her eyes intensifying. Then she tilted her glass and poured the wine into the hot water, tinging the foam red before the color dissipated.
"No more small talk, Master." Her voice was hoarse, thick with urgency.
The empty glass clinked against the carpet as she tossed it aside. Nobunaga lunged without warning. Water splashed, her hands digging into his shoulders, pulling him with ravenous force.
Their lips collided in a hot, aggressive kiss, as if she were claiming possession of him. Her tongue invaded his mouth without asking permission, mixing the taste of wine with the heat of the kiss. Her fingers tugged at his hair, demanding more closeness.
Her body pressed against his, her smooth skin slippery from the foam. Her firm breasts brushed against his chest, her hard nipples dragging in a friction that made Nobunaga let out muffled moans in the middle of the kiss. Her long legs rose and wrapped around his waist, locking him in a possessive grip.
She broke the kiss for a second, her lips still pressed to his, panting hotly in the steam.
"Fufufu… thought you could tease me and get away unscathed?" she murmured, her voice low and hungry. Her hand slid down his abdomen until it gripped his erection firmly, her fingers gliding over the sensitive tip before squeezing the pulsing shaft. "A Demon King doesn't share the battlefield… and I want everything."
Her hips began to grind against his cock, slow, calculated movements, rubbing her wet entrance against his tip. Each friction made Nobunaga gasp, short moans escaping her lips.
Kazuya smirked, insolent:
"You talk like you've already won." He gripped her waist, pulling her even closer against him. "But if it's war you want… then I'll fight to the end."
His hand slid up, grabbing one of her breasts. His thumb and forefinger pinched her rigid nipple, making Nobunaga gasp loudly, her body arching with pleasure. The foam slid over her fair skin, highlighting every curve, every detail.
"Then show me, Master…" she whispered, biting his lip before letting out a sultry moan. "Or does the great Kazuya not have what it takes to handle a Demon King's fire?"
Her legs tightened around him, her hips beginning to move in a slow, torturous rhythm, rubbing her wet entrance against his cock. The friction was raw, wet, carnal, the muffled sound of water blending with her moans.
The steam in the room seemed to vibrate with the tension. Nobunaga stared at him with half-closed eyes, a mix of lust and challenge, as if every moan was also a taunt. She dragged her hips against his in a slow, deliberate back-and-forth, the movements creating waves that lapped against the tub's edges. The friction of her sex pressing against Kazuya's erection was suffocating, almost painfully intense.
She moaned low, a hoarse sound, as if savoring every reaction from him. Her teeth sank into his shoulder, leaving a red mark that stung against his wet skin.
"Hah… hard as steel," she whispered against his skin, biting harder before letting out a short, mocking laugh. "Exactly how I wanted…"
Her hand closed around his member under the water, squeezing mercilessly, sliding slowly and cruelly with the aid of the foam. The contrast between the heat of her body and the slickness of the water made the sensation even more unbearable.
Kazuya let out a low, hoarse moan that echoed in the steam. He grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"Playing with me, Nobunaga?" His voice was firm, laced with menace. "Or are you going to surrender already?"
She laughed, arching her body back to thrust her breasts toward him, teasing further.
"Surrender?" she murmured, guiding his tip against her hot, wet entrance but not letting him enter fully—just rubbing, grinding, making his tip lose itself in the slippery heat of her intimacy. "I *am* the battlefield, Master. You're the one who needs to conquer me…"
Her hips moved in circles, rubbing slowly, torturing every sensitive inch of him with that unbearable tease.
Kazuya lost his patience. He gripped her waist firmly and pulled her down, making her crash against him. Nobunaga gasped, the sound a mix of surprise and pleasure, her nails digging into his back.
Her sex pressed against his erection with intense force, only the final barrier preventing penetration. Nobunaga bit her lip, her eyes half-closed and her face flushed with heat and desire.
"That's… that's an attack worthy of you…" she moaned, arching her back as he squeezed her breast harder, his thumb cruelly circling her rigid nipple.
Her hips' movements quickened, each friction making it clear how ready she was. Her breathing came in uncontrolled gasps, the steam enveloping them like a cocoon.
Kazuya pressed his lips to her ear, murmuring low, each word vibrating against her wet skin:
"Nobunaga… the moment I'm inside you, there's no turning back. I'll fuck you until you beg me to stop…"
She trembled, a shiver running through her entire body, but her defiant smile didn't waver.
"Then… do it," she whispered, her voice breaking between a laugh and a moan. "Conquer me once and for all, Master…"
Kazuya didn't waste time. Gripping her waist firmly, he aligned his member and thrust her down, making the water bubble and splash out of the tub. She screamed loudly, a sound between pain and pleasure, as his massive tip found her tight sex, each inch entering tearing an almost uncontrollable moan from her.
"Hhhhhaaaah!" Nobunaga panted, her body trembling, nails digging into his chest as she arched. "So… big…!"
The shock was brutal. Kazuya's cock pressing into her stretched her vagina, pushing the limits of her small body, the sensation driving her wild. The heat of his member burned, its size overwhelming, yet painfully delicious at the same time. She couldn't move, trapped by his strong hands and the physical disparity that made each thrust almost impossible to endure without losing herself completely.
The water bubbled around them, splashing lightly as Kazuya pushed in further, the foam sliding over their bodies as if following every curve and pressure.
His cock advanced with brutal precision, each inch filling her tight pussy, her inner lips stretching to their limit, pulsing around him.
Nobunaga arched her back slightly, trying to accommodate his size all at once, her breasts pressed against his chest, her hard nipples dragging against his muscles, sending additional shivers through her. The water splashed, the foam moving with every millimeter of his cock entering, creating small waves around them.
"Hhhhhh… ahhhh…" she moaned loudly, feeling completely taken. "So deep… hhaaahhh…"
Kazuya remained still, holding her waist, letting every inch of his massive cock enter slowly. Her pussy molded to him completely, stretching, squeezing, every inner fold gripping and warming his colossal member. Her small body trembled, her involuntary muscles trying to adjust, every nerve burning with intense pleasure, even without movement.
After burying himself fully inside the Feudal Lord of Japan, Kazuya paused for a few seconds, feeling every inch of his massive cock inside her, absorbing the heat, the tension, every involuntary tremor of her body. The sensation was brutal, almost cruel: just being inside her was enough to send waves of intense pleasure through both of them, without any need for movement.
But wanting to fuck the gorgeous woman in front of him, he began to move forcefully.
The tub shook under the force of his thrusts. Water splashed everywhere, mixing foam, sweat, and wine with each brutal movement. Nobunaga arched her back, pressed against him, her firm breasts rolling against his chest, her hard nipples dragging across his muscular torso.
"Hhhhhaaaahhh! D-Demon King…!" she screamed, her hands trying to brace herself but unable to stop his crushing force. "You're… tearing me apart!"
Kazuya sped up, thrusting with long, deep strokes, each one making Nobunaga gasp and writhe.
"Ahhh! Ahhhhhh! More…!" Her moans mingled with the sound of splashing water, each thrust filling her completely, spreading painful pleasure through her entire body. "Hhhhhh… I feel… so much…!"
Her hips trembled, contracting around his massive cock, each spasm heightening the intensity as she was fucked by his enormous dick. The heat radiating from her mixed with the steam, sweat, and hot water, creating a suffocating atmosphere of lust and domination. Nobunaga bit her lips, her back arched, her fingers digging into his shoulders, trying to resist and savor every inch he filled at the same time.
He gripped her thighs firmly, lifting her slightly, angling her to thrust even deeper, his cock slamming hard against the depths of her tight pussy. The moan that escaped Nobunaga was almost a scream of pain and pleasure combined.
"Hhhhhaaaahhhh! Kazuyaaa… so deep!" she panted, nearly breathless. "Go… faster…!"
Kazuya responded by increasing his speed. Rapid, brutal thrusts followed, making the water splash violently, her body crashing against his with every movement. Each thrust made her entire body tremble, her breasts slamming against his chest, her rigid nipples dragging against his muscles, drawing low moans from both.
"Ahhhh! Ahhhhhh!" Nobunaga panted loudly, scratching his shoulders, each thrust making her tighten even more around his massive cock, the pleasure completely overtaking her. "It's… so big… so tight… I… can't…!"
He leaned forward, enveloping her body almost entirely with his own. The height difference made each thrust a near-brutal experience for Nobunaga: she felt every inch, every deep pressure inside her, as if she were being filled entirely, forced, crushed, and aroused all at once.
The tub was now a liquid battlefield, water splashing, foam sliding over their bodies, each thrust making her small body barely able to handle his size. Nobunaga screamed loudly, her moans mixed with hoarse laughs and gasps, lost in the intense, carnal sensation.
Kazuya grabbed one of her breasts with one hand, pinching the hard nipple while thrusting with the other. She arched her back, moaning louder, her body trembling with each impact.
Her legs tightened harder, crossed behind his waist, keeping him trapped as her body contracted around his giant cock.
"Fuck me, you bastard!" she panted, her eyes half-closed, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth, her entire body arching. "Hhhhhh… I'm all yours… ahhhh!"
The climax was approaching. Kazuya began thrusting even faster, heavier, each deep stroke making Nobunaga scream, her muscles contracting uncontrollably around his massive cock, the water in the tub trembling with the force of their bodies.
Kazuya groaned, feeling the intense grip, her spasms and contractions enveloping every inch of him, stimulating him to the max as he sped up. With a low, guttural growl, he buried himself to the hilt, exploding inside her, spreading waves of raw pleasure, making Nobunaga scream loudly, trembling, her body completely overtaken by extreme pleasure.
"Hhhhhaaaahhh! Kazuyaaa!" she screamed, her body writhing and tightening even more around him, almost suffocated by the pleasure and his strength. The final thrust made her mind go blank, her small body consumed by the massive cock filling every inch of her.
When the movements finally slowed, Nobunaga was panting, trembling, and pressed against his chest, her skin glistening with sweat and water. The tub was a mess of foam, water, and raw pleasure, their bodies still pressed together, breathing heavily, but with wild, satisfied smiles.
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