Takumi's relentless pace left Lapiz gasping, her body arching off the bed with each deep, claiming thrust. The headboard rattled against the wall, the sound lost beneath the wet slap of skin and her own desperate moans.
His hands pinned her hips down, fingers digging into the plush flesh of her thighs as he drove into her with single-minded focus—each stroke grinding against her cervix until her vision blurred.
Too deep—too much—
Her thoughts shattered as another climax tore through her, her walls fluttering around him in helpless, rhythmic pulses. The pink sigil at her throat burned brighter, its glow casting flickering shadows across their sweat-slicked bodies as the bond amplified her pleasure beyond reason.
But Takumi didn't slow.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
His grip shifted, one hand sliding up to wrap around her throat—not squeezing, just holding—as his other hand slipped between them. His thumb found her oversensitive clit, circling it with just enough pressure to make her scream.
"Hero-sama—! I-I can't—!" Her voice broke, her thighs trembling violently as another wave of pleasure crested—then crashed over her with devastating force.
Her cunt clenched around him, milking his cock with frantic, involuntary spasms as her back arched off the bed. The sensation dragged a groan from Takumi's chest, his rhythm faltering for the first time as he fought to hold back.
But Lapiz was beyond words now—her body wrung out, her mind blank except for the overwhelming need for more. Her golden eyes locked onto his, glassy with pleasure, her lips parted around silent pleas.
Takumi's control snapped.
"Fuck"
With a growl that vibrated through her bones, he slammed into her one final time—his cock twitching deep inside her as thick ropes of cum flooded her womb.
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!
The heat of it drew a broken sob from her throat, her walls fluttering around him in weak, answering pulses as the bond pulsed between them—a perfect, synchronized finish.
For a long moment, neither moved—their ragged breaths the only sound in the chamber.
"Haaa… Haaa… Haaa…"
"Haaa… Haaa… Haaa…"
Then, slowly, Takumi withdrew, his cum dripping from her well-used entrance as he collapsed beside her.
Lapiz barely registered the loss, her body limp, her mind floating in a haze of satisfaction.
The afterglow settled over Lapiz like a warm blanket, her body limp and pliant against the rumpled sheets.
Takumi's fingers traced idle patterns along her hip, the touch soothing now where it had been demanding moments before. The pink sigil at her throat pulsed softly, its glow dimmed to a gentle hum—still present, still connected, but no longer overwhelming.
Her breath hitched as his hand slid upward, brushing the curve of her waist before cupping one of her breasts. His thumb circled her nipple, coaxing it back to hardness despite her exhaustion.
Hero-sama… still not done with me…?
The thought sent a weak thrill through her, her thighs pressing together instinctively. Even now, her body responded to him—eager, addicted.
Takumi's lips curved into a smirk as he leaned down, his tongue flicking over her peaked nipple before drawing it into his mouth. Lapiz gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as he sucked lightly, the sensation just shy of too much after her earlier overstimulation.
Then his free hand slid between her thighs, fingers parting her slick folds with deliberate ease.
"Already wet again," he murmured against her skin, his breath hot. "Such a greedy little bunny."
Her cheeks burned, but she couldn't deny it—her cunt clenched around nothing, aching to be filled once more.
Takumi's fingers teased her entrance, circling but not pressing in, drawing a whine from her throat.
"P-Please…" she begged, her voice hoarse.
His chuckle was dark, promising. "Since you asked so nicely."
With one smooth motion, he flipped her onto her stomach, her plush ass lifting instinctively in the air. The position left her exposed, vulnerable—her dripping folds, the faint stretch of her abused entrance, the way her inner thighs glistened with their mixed release.
Takumi's palm came down on one cheek with a sharp thwack, the sound echoing in the chamber. Lapiz yelped, her back arching as the sting bloomed into warmth, her cunt pulsing with fresh arousal.
"Mnnhgg~♡"
More—
"Ahhhh~♡"
Another spank landed, then another—each one leaving her skin flushed, her breath coming in ragged pants. By the time he finally stopped, her entire body was trembling, her ass tingling, her core throbbing with need.
Then his hands gripped her hips, his cock pressing against her entrance in one smooth, relentless push.
Lapiz's cry was muffled against the sheets as he filled her once more, her walls stretching eagerly around him.
Full… so full…
Takumi's thrusts started slow, deliberate—each one dragging against her sensitive nerves until she was mewling beneath him. Then, as her moans grew louder, his pace quickened, his hips slapping against her sore flesh with renewed fervor.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
The bond's glow brightened once more, its warmth seeping into her veins as pleasure coiled tight in her belly.
She wouldn't last long—not this time.
Takumi's thrusts turned brutal—a relentless, piston-like rhythm that left Lapiz clawing at the sheets for purchase.
"Nnngh! Ahhh! Haaaah!"
The pink sigil at her throat burned white-hot now, its glow pulsing in time with each snap of his hips. Every nerve in her body was alight, her cunt fluttering around his cock as pleasure coiled tighter, tighter, until she was certain she'd shatter.
Ngh—! Can't—!
Her thoughts dissolved into static, her golden eyes rolling back as another climax ripped through her—her walls clamping down on him with vise-like intensity. The bond amplified every spasm, twisting her pleasure into something more, something deeper, until her entire body arched off the bed with the force of it.
Takumi's grip on her hips tightened, his rhythm faltering as her climax dragged him toward the edge. With a growl that vibrated through her bones, he buried himself to the hilt—his cock twitching deep inside her as thick ropes of cum flooded her womb. The heat of it drew a broken sob from her throat, her walls milking him greedily even as her body trembled with oversensitivity.
For a long moment, neither moved—their ragged breaths the only sound in the chamber.
Then, slowly, Takumi withdrew, his cum dripping from her well-used entrance as he collapsed beside her.
Lapiz barely registered the loss, her body limp, her mind floating in a haze of satisfaction. The pink sigil at her throat dimmed to a soft glow, its pulse steady now—content.
Takumi's fingers brushed a sweat-damp strand of hair from her face, his touch unexpectedly gentle. "You did well," he murmured, his voice rough with exhaustion.
The praise sent a weak thrill through her, her lips curving into a drowsy smile as she nuzzled into his touch.
Hero-sama's voice… so warm…
Her eyelids grew heavy, her breathing slowing as sleep pulled at her. But even as she drifted off, the bond pulsed faintly between them—a silent promise.
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