"Just thinking about what tomorrow holds, Mia," Akira lied smoothly, the Silver Tongue skill making his voice sound like warm velvet. "It's a lot of pressure, but as long as I have you by my side to keep me grounded, I think I can handle it."

Mia's expression melted. The jagged edge in her voice disappeared, replaced by soft, almost trance-like adoration. "I'll always be by your side, Akira. I'll make sure nobody else gets close enough to distract you."

Rina snorted from across the table. "You guys know there are other people here, right? The next thing we'll know is you two making out right in front of everyone."

"Is it any business of yours?" Mia fired back.

Across the table, Mei's eyes narrowed. She'd felt the shift in his voice, the new magnetic pull of his charm, and it only increased her desire. She stood up, clearing her plate with a clatter.

"Well, it's getting late," Mei announced. "I think we should all head to bed. Akira-kun needs his rest, after all."

She gave Akira a look that was practically a reminder of their midnight appointment before disappearing into the kitchen.

Akira lingered in the living room as everyone began retiring to their rooms. Mia stayed glued to his side, her hand never leaving his.

When the others had gone, Akira turned to her. "Want to come to my room?" he whispered. He knew the mission: he had to ensure she was physically unable to wake up for the rest of the night.

Her eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Really."

They walked down the hallway together, and the moment they entered his room and closed the door, Mia was on him.

She kissed him aggressively, her hands already tugging at his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. Her passion was raw, desperate and possessive.

"Mine," she breathed between kisses. "You're mine, Akira. Say it."

"Yours," he agreed, pulling her closer.

Mia pushed Akira back onto the bed, her lips crashing against his in a hungry kiss. Her tongue slipped into his mouth, tasting him deeply, while her hands roamed over his bare chest, fingers tracing the lines of his muscles.

The room was quiet except for their heavy breathing, and the door was locked behind them. Akira let her take the lead at first, his hands sliding under her shirt to feel the warm, smooth skin of her back.

She broke the kiss, pulling back just enough to yank her shirt off, revealing her perky breasts; her nipples were already hard and pink from the cool air.

"I've been waiting for this," she whispered as she straddled him, grinding her hips down against the growing bulge in his pants, feeling his cock harden through the fabric.

Akira groaned softly, moving his hand to her waist to guide her movements. "Slow down, Mia. We have all night."

He wanted to draw this out, make sure she was exhausted by the end. His fingers hooked into her shorts, tugging them down along with her panties. Mia lifted her hips to help, kicking them off, leaving her completely naked on top of him.

Her pussy was already wet, her lips swollen and slick as she rubbed against his clothed thigh. Akira could feel the heat radiating from her, the faint scent of her arousal filling the air.

He reached between them and gently rubbed her clit with his thumb. Mia gasped and leaned her head back, letting her long hair fall over her shoulders.

"Oh fuck, Akira... right there," she moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.

He kept the pressure light, teasing, dipping a finger lower to trace her entrance, feeling her juices coat his skin. She was so responsive, clenching around nothing, desperate for more.

He slid one finger inside her slowly, feeling the tight, smooth walls hug him.

Mia rocked down, taking him deeper, her breath coming in short pants. "More... please." Akira added a second finger, curling them to stroke that sensitive spot inside her.

Her pussy squeezed him, wet sounds filling the room as he pumped in and out, his thumb still rubbing her clit in steady circles.

Mia's hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging in as the pleasure built. Her breasts bounced slightly with each movement, nipples brushing against his chest.

"I'm close... don't stop," she begged in a shaky voice. Akira sped up just a bit, watching her face flush, eyes squeezing shut.

Her first orgasm hit like a wave, her pussy clenching hard around his fingers, juices gushing out to soak his hand.

Mia cried out, body shaking, thighs trembling as she rode through it. "Yes... oh god, yes!" Waves of pleasure rolled over her, leaving her breathless and limp for a moment.

But Akira didn't let her rest.

He flipped her onto her back gently, kissing down her neck, tasting the salt on her skin. His mouth moved to her breasts, sucking one nipple into his warm mouth, tongue flicking over it while his hand pinched the other.

Mia arched up, still sensitive from her climax, whimpering softly.

He trailed kisses lower, over her stomach, until he reached her pussy. Spreading her thighs wide, he blew cool air over her wet folds, making her shiver.

Then his tongue dove in, lapping at her clit, tasting her sweetness. Mia's hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. "Oh, yes, Akira... your tongue feels so good."

He sucked her clit gently, then harder, his fingers slipping back inside her to curl against that spot again.

The combination was too much; her hips bucked wildly, pussy dripping onto the sheets. He could feel her building again, walls fluttering around his fingers.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum again," she gasped.

Akira hummed against her, the vibration sending fresh shivers through her body, but he pulled back slightly, his breath hot on her slick folds.

"Spread your legs for me, Mia," he commanded softly. "Use your hands to hold them apart. And keep them there; no touching me, no moving them for any reason till I say so. I want you completely open and still while I taste you."

Mia's eyes widened, showing both excitement and submission.

She obeyed without hesitation, her hands sliding down to grip the backs of her thighs, pulling her legs wide apart, exposing her dripping pussy fully to him.

Her swollen lips parted naturally, glistening with her arousal, the pink inner folds quivering in the air. The position made her feel vulnerable, her clit throbbing visibly, begging for his touch, while her juices trickled slowly down toward her tight asshole.

"Good girl," Akira murmured, his eyes locked on the sight of her pussy spread open like an invitation, the musky scent of her wetness stronger now, filling his senses.

He leaned in again, his tongue flat and broad as he licked a long, slow stripe from her entrance up to her clit, savouring the tangy sweetness of her juices.

"Arrgghh~" Mia gasped, her body tensing, but she kept her hands firmly in place, holding her legs apart, her knuckles white from how hard she was gripping.

He teased her entrance with the tip of his tongue, dipping inside just enough to feel her walls clench, then pulled back to circle her clit lazily.

The sensory details overwhelmed her: the wet heat of his mouth, the rough texture of his tongue flicking her sensitive nub, the cool air contrasting with the warmth of his breath.

Her pussy ached, dripping more freely onto the sheets, but she couldn't move her hands, couldn't pull him closer; all she could do was whimper and arch her hips slightly, chasing the pleasure.

Akira slid two fingers back inside her, curling them to rub that spongy spot deep within, while his lips sealed around her clit, sucking with steady pressure.

The combination built slowly, her inner walls fluttering around his fingers, the slick sounds of her wetness echoing in the quiet room. Mia was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling, and her nipples were hard and sensitive in the cool air.

"Please... Akira, it's too much... I can't hold back," she begged, her voice breaking, but her hands stayed locked on her thighs, keeping herself spread wide as instructed.

Akira increased the suction on her clit, his tongue flicking faster now, fingers pumping in and out with a deliberate rhythm that matched her racing heartbeat.

The pressure coiled tighter in her core, her pussy clenching hard, juices coating his lips.

Finally, the second orgasm ripped through her. Her walls spasmed wildly around his fingers, and a fresh gush of wetness flooded his mouth.

Mia screamed his name, her body convulsing, thighs shaking in her own grip, but she didn't let go. Waves of intense pleasure crashed over her, leaving her trembling and soaked, stars exploding behind her closed eyes.

Akira eased up as she came down from her high, licking her clean with gentle strokes, tasting every drop of her release.

Mia's hands stayed locked on her thighs, keeping her legs spread wide even as her body trembled from the aftershocks, her pussy still twitching and glistening in the open air.

She didn't dare let go without his say-so. The vulnerability of the position made her arousal spike again; her pussy lips were swollen and parted, and her inner folds were pink and wet, with a fresh trickle of her juices leaking down her ass crack onto the sheets.

Panting and sweaty, she looked at him with glazed eyes. "That was... insane. I need you inside me now."

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