Mikasa arched her back slightly, lifting her upper body just enough to grant Minato easy access to the clasp of her bra. Her heart raced wildly, a turbulent storm of excitement and mortification churning inside her.
She could sense her husband's piercing stare from the corner of the room, his silence amplifying the intimacy of the moment into something profoundly taboo.
The faint click of the bra hook resonated like a thunderclap in the quiet space, a definitive sound that marked the crossing of yet another line. Minato's fingers worked with practiced ease, unhooking it and sliding the straps down her arms, the lace fabric whispering against her skin as it fell away.
Her breasts tumbled free, full and pendulous, jiggling with a natural bounce that drew Minato's gaze like a magnet. The cool air of the room caressed her newly exposed flesh, causing her nipples to tighten into stiff peaks almost instantly.
A soft, involuntary sigh escaped her lips—relief mingled with arousal after hours of confinement.
Finally, she thought, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting desires. They've been trapped all day… but why does this feel so liberating? And with him watching—my own husband seeing me stripped bare for another man.
It's humiliating… yet it makes my skin tingle.Minato held the discarded bra in his hand, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He lifted it to his nose, inhaling deeply, savoring the intimate scent of her skin and perfume—a heady blend that made his pulse quicken.
"Mmm, smells like you've been thinking about this all day," he teased, his voice low and mocking.
"Bet this little thing's been soaked in your anticipation." With a casual flick of his wrist, he hurled it toward her husband. It arced through the air and smacked directly against his face, clinging there like a taunt.
The husband recoiled slightly but remained frozen, his fists balled at his sides, a unwilling voyeur to the scene unfolding before him.Minato's lips curled into a smug smile as he drank in the sight of Mikasa's bare form.
"There we go, no more barriers. Look at those tits—perfect, aren't they? So full and ready for me." He leaned back slightly, his gaze tracing the gentle swell of her curves, the way her breasts heaved with each shallow breath she took.
Mikasa's cheeks burned with embarrassment, her arms itching to cross over her chest in a futile attempt at modesty.
This wasn't her first time exposed to Minato's hungry eyes, but the added weight of her husband's presence made it feel excruciatingly intimate, like a spotlight on her vulnerability.
Why am I so turned on by this? her inner voice questioned, even as a warm ache bloomed between her legs. His eyes on me… it's wrong, but I can't deny how it makes me wet.
Suddenly, Minato's hand darted forward, capturing one breast in a firm grip. His palm was hot and calloused, enveloping her softness as he squeezed with deliberate pressure, testing her reaction.
"Ahhh!" The moan burst from her throat, sharp and unfiltered, echoing off the walls. He chuckled darkly, his thumb grazing her nipple in lazy circles, coaxing it to even greater hardness.
"Oh, listen to that. Already moaning, and I've barely touched you," he taunted, his voice dripping with amusement.
"Does it feel that good, or is it because your husband's getting a front-row seat?" He brought his other hand to her opposite breast, kneading them both rhythmically—squeezing deeply to make her flesh yield, then releasing to watch them spring back with a enticing jiggle.
His fingers explored every inch: tracing the undersides where her skin was most sensitive, cupping them from below to lift and admire their weight, then rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers with increasing firmness.
Mikasa's head lolled back onto the pillow, her eyes half-lidded as pleasure rippled through her. He's playing with me like I'm his personal plaything, she thought, a mix of shame and exhilaration flooding her.
And god, it feels incredible—better than anything I've known. She let out a breathy moan, "Mmm… ohhh," encouraging him despite herself. He alternated his touches: one hand gentle, feathering light strokes around her areola to build tension without direct contact, the other rougher, pinching her nipple and tugging it outward until she gasped.
"Like that, do you?" Minato murmured, his breath hot against her ear as he leaned in closer.
"Tell me, Mikasa—does he ever make you squirm like this? Or is this all for me?" He twisted her nipples simultaneously, applying just enough pressure to border on pain, sending electric sparks straight to her core.
"Beg for it. Tell me how much you want me to keep going."Her resolve crumbled under the onslaught.
"P-Please… play with them more," she whispered, her voice quivering with need. I'm begging him… in front of my husband. What am I becoming? But the words felt right, fueling the fire within her.Minato's grin turned feral.
"That's my girl. So eager." He lowered his head, his mouth inches from her left breast. His tongue flicked out teasingly, barely brushing the nipple—a ghost of a touch that made her hips twitch.
"Bet you've been dreaming about this. My mouth on these pretty tits while he watches helplessly." He latched on fully then, sucking with voracious hunger, his tongue swirling around the peak in wet, insistent circles.
Simultaneously, his hand worked the other breast, pinching and rolling the nipple to match the rhythm.
"Ahh! Nngh… yes…" Mikasa's moans varied in pitch and intensity: high-pitched whimpers when he sucked harder, low throaty groans as he tugged. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer instinctively.
He responded by grazing his teeth over the sensitive bud, nibbling with controlled bites before laving it soothingly with his tongue.
Switching sides, he devoured her right breast with equal fervor, his free hand now toying with the saliva-slicked left nipple.
"You're leaking already? No, wait—that's just how wet my mouth's making you," he teased between sucks, popping off briefly to blow cool air over the glistening peak.
"Look at these nipples—standing at attention like they crave more abuse."
"You're sucking them like a starving child," she managed to retort, her voice laced with breathless humor, though it only spurred him on.
"Damn right I am," he shot back, his eyes locking onto hers with wicked intent.
"And you're feeding me like a good little mommy. But tell me, does it make you hotter knowing he's seeing every slurp, every bite?" He bit down lightly on the swell of her breast, leaving a blooming red mark—a territorial claim.
Then, he peppered her skin with kisses: soft, lingering ones along the curves, open-mouthed and sloppy on the undersides, interspersed with long licks that traced from base to tip.
Mikasa writhed beneath him, her moans a chaotic melody—"Oh god… mmmph… harder, please… aaah!"—each one unique, from drawn-out pleas to sharp cries.
Her inner thoughts spun wildly: This teasing… it's driving me insane. His words, his touch—I'm dripping for him. And my husband… fuck, it's turning me on more.
She stole a glance at her husband, his face still half-hidden by the bra, his eyes wide with a mix of horror and unwanted fascination.
The voyeurism added a dark thrill, making her clench around nothing.Minato squeezed her breasts together, burying his face in the cleavage he created, licking the valley with broad strokes of his tongue.
"These are mine now. I could edge you like this forever—tease until you're begging me to fuck you senseless." He pulled back to flick her nipples with his fingers, rapid snaps that made them throb.
"Admit it—you love being my toy, don't you? Spread out here, moaning while I mark what's not his anymore."
"Y-Yes… don't stop… tease me more," she gasped, her body arching into his hands. I'm lost in this, she admitted inwardly. His dominance, his words—they're unraveling me.
Satisfied with her surrender, Minato finally deemed the foreplay sufficient. He'd ravished her breasts thoroughly, leaving them flushed, marked, and aching for more.
He surged upward, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss that stole her breath. Their tongues clashed fiercely, her bare breasts mashing against his chest, her rock-hard nipples dragging against his skin with delicious friction.
"Mmmph… ummm…" The kiss deepened, messy and consuming, as his hands trailed southward. He skimmed her waist, savoring the dip and flare of her hips, before reaching her panties.
With a focused burst of wind chakra, he shredded the delicate fabric, the remnants fluttering away like confetti. Cool air rushed over her exposed pussy, making her shiver and gasp into his mouth.
He just destroyed them… like he owns every part of me, she thought, the act igniting fresh arousal.He mirrored the action on his own underwear, his rigid cock freeing itself, hot and insistent as it pressed against her slick entrance.
Mikasa's pulse thundered, anticipation coiling tight. At last… he's going to claim me fully, right under his nose.The kiss broke, leaving them both gasping.
Minato hovered above her, his expression smug. "Feel that? That's me, ready to stretch you wide. But first—tell me how bad you want it. Beg, while he listens."
"P-Please… fuck me," she whispered, her voice raw.He rubbed the thick head along her folds, coating himself in her arousal.
"Louder. Let him hear how desperate you are for my cock, not his."
"Oh god, please—put it in me!" she cried, her hips bucking.Slowly, he pushed forward, the tip parting her lips and inching inside. Mikasa trembled, pleasure exploding through her nerves.
"Ohhhh… yeah, this is what I've been waiting for. It's so big, so massive."
"I haven't even put the tip all the way in, and you're already moaning like a whore in heat," he mocked, thrusting a fraction deeper.
"Pathetic— but so fucking hot."
"Ahhhhhhh… mmmh!" Her moans intensified as he continued, his girth filling her inch by inch, awakening sensations she'd never known.
The veins, the heat, the unyielding thickness—it all overwhelmed her.
"Ahhhh… ahhh… yeah…" She bit her lip, inner monologue racing: Teasing bastard… but he's right. It's too much, too perfect. Ruining me forever.Finally, his entire length sheathed inside her, bottoming out with a satisfying slap.
"Ah ah ah ah ah yeah mmmmh ahh so good," she moaned incoherently, her body quaking.Minato groaned, enveloped in her heat.
He felt incredibly warm inside her pussy. It was incredibly really hot and tight inside her pussy.
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