"Akira... touch me. Please."

Akira reached around, his hands covering hers on her breasts, squeezing the soapy mounds, and feeling the slippery give under his palms.

Her nipples poked hard into his fingers as he pinched them lightly, tugging until she moaned. "You think you can question me? Accuse me?" His voice was rough, water streaming down his face.

"I'm sorry... I just get so jealous," she whispered, grinding back against his cock, the wet, slippery cheeks sliding along his shaft. "Make me forget. Fuck it out of me."

Akira spun her around, pushing her back against the tile wall, the cool surface contrasting with the hot water.

He dropped to one knee, his face right in front of her wet and slightly swollen pussy. The pink folds weren't just wet from the shower. He used his hands to move her legs apart, his thumbs gently parting her folds to expose her pulsing clit.

"You want me to make you forget? Beg for it."

"Please... lick me. Eat my pussy until I can't think," Mia pleaded, tangling her hands in his wet hair. Water ran down her body in rivers, pooling where his thumbs held her open.

He leaned in, his tongue wide as he licked a long line from her entrance up to her clit, tasting the tangy mix of her arousal and the soap. Her pussy trembled under his mouth, the inner walls squeezing as he slipped his tongue inside, tasting the hot, soft inner parts.

Mia let out a loud sound, her hips rising and falling, with fresh juices flowing onto his tongue despite the water.

"Fuck... your tongue's so good," she gasped, pulling his hair to grind against his face. Akira sucked her clit between his lips, flicking it rapidly with his tongue, the nub pulsing under the assault.

He slid two fingers inside her, curling them to hit her G-spot, feeling the spongy ridge swell under his touch. Her pussy squeezed them tight, juices gushing out in tangy bursts.

"Don't stop... I'm close," Mia begged, her thighs shaking.

Akira pumped his fingers faster, his mouth working her clit with wet, slurpy sucks, the sounds mixing with the shower spray.

Mia's body tensed like a coiled spring. Her pussy walls gripped his fingers as they plunged inside, the warm, soft wetness grew wetter with every rub against her sensitive G-spot.

A hot, tingling feeling started deep inside her, spreading from her clit, which was throbbing and super sensitive under his persistent tongue, all the way to her shaking legs and curling toes.

She desperately pressed down on his face, her wet lips sliding over his chin. Fresh, tangy juices leaked out in steady drips, covering his skin with her musky scent. She was breathing in short, uneven gasps, her hips jerking uncontrollably as she got closer to the edge.

Her mind was breaking apart into pure feeling.

"Ah... fuck... yes... deeper... oh god... can't... m-more... please... Akira... gonna... ahh... explode..."

Her orgasm hit hard, her pussy spasming around his fingers, hot juices squirting onto his chin as she cried out, body arching against the wall.

"Turn around," he commanded as he stood up, spinning her to face the wall.

Mia braced her hands on the tile, ass pushed out, her pussy lips still twitching from her release.

Akira gripped her hips, rubbing his cockhead along her slick slit, coating it in her wetness. "You ready? I'm going to fuck you until you can't stand."

"Yes... that's what I want. Fill me up," she moaned, pushing back.

He thrusted deep inside her, her pussy stretching tightly around his girth. It felt hot and soft, gripping every part of him. Her recent orgasm made her even tighter.

When he bottomed out, and his balls were pressed against her clit, he started thrusting. The wet sound of their bodies hitting each other was loud, even over the water.

"Fuck... so deep," Mia cried, her breasts bouncing with each slam, nipples grazing the cool tile.

Akira reached around, pinching one, rolling the stiff peak as he thrust harder, his cockhead battering her cervix. Her pussy milked him, juices running down her thighs, mixing with the shower water.

"You like that? My cock owning your pussy?" he growled, slapping her ass lightly. Her ass cheek jiggled, turning pink under his hand.

"Yes... spank me harder. Make it sting," she begged, clenching around him.

He obliged, delivering a harder slap. The pain mixed with pleasure, and her inner muscles tightened quickly. He kept hitting her without stopping, the friction making them hotter, and his balls getting firmer.

"I'm cumming again... don't stop!" Mia screamed, her pussy convulsing in powerful spasms, squeezing his shaft like a fist, hot juices gushing out around him. Akira thrust through it, the milking sensation pushing him close.

"Fuck... take my cum," he groaned, slamming deep one last time. His cock throbbed, pumping thick ropes of hot seed into her, filling her up until it leaked out around his base, milky white mixing with her juices and the water.

They panted under the spray, his cock still twitching inside her. Mia slumped against the wall, spent. "That... was what I needed."

Akira pulled out slowly, cum dripping from her stretched pussy. "Good. Now that you've actually made me dirty, let's clean up. And I hope you have those morning pills."

"I'll go get some in the morning."

Afterwards, they gently washed each other. Their hands moved slowly over their bodies, surrounded by the steam. Mia's jealousy seemed to have washed away with the soap and flowing water; her touches were soft, and she seemed happy.

Later, dried off and in bed, she curled against him. "I love you, Akira. Don't forget that."

He kissed her forehead. "I won't."

But as she drifted off, his mind raced with options. How was he going to manage Mia and her 'uncontrollable reactions'?

There was no response to his inner question; the only sounds were Mia's regular breathing and the soft noise of the apartment's air conditioning.

The sleepy feeling after sex was strong, but his "Iron Glucose Recovery" kicked in, cutting through the tiredness easily.

His vision lit up.

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: 500 PP EARNED FROM SELECTED CHOICE - YANDERE TERRITORY]

[785 PP + 500 PP → 1285 PP]

He reached out to the nightstand, his fingers finding the cool glass of his phone. The screen's glow was blinding for a second, illuminating Mia's peaceful face… the face of a girl who had just been thoroughly "claimed" and was now anchored in a deep, satisfied sleep.

His notifications were a chaotic mess.

But it was the messaging app that drew his eye.

Rina [23 New Messages]

"Twenty?" he whispered to himself.

He glanced at Mia. She was out cold, her arm draped across his chest, her fingers twitching slightly in a dream. Slowly, with the precision of a thief, he eased himself back, creating just enough space to tilt the phone away from her line of sight.

Then he tapped the chat open.

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