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A while later, after finishing dinner, Mikoto stood at the sink rinsing the last of the dishes.
As expected, she was still wearing only a thin white apron, one that covered her front while leaving her back exposed. Cool air brushed against her bare back and thighs, constantly reminding her of her indecent state.
"Fufu… Mikoto… aren't you being a little too shameless?" Kanzou stepped in close behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing his chest firmly against her back. "You cooked dinner for me wearing nothing but an apron on your naked body… then you sat on my lap and fed me like that… still wearing only an apron. And now…" His bulge pressed against her exposed pussy as he chuckled low near her ear. "You're washing the dishes just like this. Don't you realize that every time you move, your ass jiggles and sways?"
She rolled her eyes, letting out a soft complaint as water splashed lightly in the sink. "Wasn't it you who made me strip and do everything in nothing but an apron? You even insisted I sit on your lap and feed you like that!"
When had she ever done something like this before? She was supposed to be a dignified, reserved woman, someone who would never behave this way. And yet… it was only because of him that she found herself doing such things now.
"Bad manners, Mikoto… how can you blame me, for your indecency?" he snorted. "It's not good to shift blame, you know. You say I made you do all this… but you're the one actually doing it. If you truly didn't want to, you could have refused, right?"
At his words, she nearly scoffed inwardly. 'Refuse? Do I even have the authority to do that?'
After all, she is a canary trapped in a cage, who must follow every whim and fulfill every demand of her owner. Refusal wasn't an option; it wasn't a choice at all. It was either obey or be discarded… or worse, punished. Obedience was safer. At least that way, she could keep him pleased and perhaps even earn his favor.
So she swallowed her thoughts and murmured quietly, "Sorry…"
"Since you apologized, I'll forgive you," he said smoothly, his warm breath brushing against her neck. His tone turned patronizing as he added, "Aren't I very generous and forgiving?"
"Hmm… very," she murmured, a faint edge of sarcasm in her voice as she turned her attention back to the dishes.
Ignoring it, Kanzou slipped his hand beneath the apron, caressing her bare stomach in slow, deliberate circles, making her shiver, as he said to her, "The dinner was good… I liked it…"
She smiled shyly, warmth blooming in her chest. "I'm glad…"
"But there was a serious lack of dessert," he added, "and it's left me feeling a little unsatisfied… I'm afraid that feeling won't fade until I've had some." As he spoke, he dipped a finger into her navel, sending strange tingles rippling through her body. "After all, dessert after dinner is only natural, right?"
"I-it is… haaan…" she moaned softly.
"But… Since you didn't prepare any other dessert for me," he continued, pressing his bulge more firmly against her pussy, "I have no choice but to make do with the dessert already in my grasp."
She bit her lip and nodded. "T-that's only natural…"
"I'm glad we're on the same page," he said, then asked lazily, "And what does my dessert think? Does it have any objections to being eaten by me?" His hands slid higher, moving toward her chest.
Even as he spoke, he clearly wasn't waiting for an answer. He gathered the apron that hid her breasts, bunching the fabric between her cleavage and tugging it aside until her breasts spilled free.
"D-dessert… has no problem… dessert also wants to be eaten…" she replied, her face flushing a deep red.
"Fufu… that's what I like to hear," he murmured as his hands immediately cupped them, squeezing and teasing her nipples.
Unlike earlier, she didn't protest. She let him touch her as he pleased, arching subtly into his hands and savoring the pleasure he drew from her breasts. As he played with her, she turned her head and looked up at him shyly. "C-can I kiss you, Kanzou-sama?"
He answered without words, pressing his lips to hers.
She melted into the kiss at once, a soft moan slipping free as his tongue pushed into her mouth.
Chu… chu…
They kissed deeply for a while, tongues entwining as his hands kneaded her breasts, thumbs circling her stiffening nipples.
Slowly, one hand drifted downward, fingers finding her pussy and teasing her slick folds.
"Aahnn… Kanzou-sama…" she moaned, trembling as saliva mingled between their lips. Her legs weakened beneath her, wetness quickly coating his fingers.
Gathering that moisture, he broke the kiss and held his glistening fingers up before her eyes. "Mikoto… look. You're already so wet…" He smirked. "Are you looking forward to me fucking you while you're dressed like this?"
She met his gaze, breath caught, eyes burning with heat.
Instead of answering, she parted her lips and wrapped them around his wet fingers, sucking and licking her own juices clean.
She knew he loved this, watching her and forcing her to taste herself from his fingers, from his penis. Every time they had sex, he made her do it. This time, though, she did it willingly, without needing to be forced.
Slurp… slurp…
"Should I take that as a yes?" he asked, his voice low. He clearly enjoyed the way she licked and sucked his fingers, slid down his free hand between her thighs, plunging his fingers into her pussy, scissoring against her inner walls.
"Fffuuhhh… aaahnnn… Kanzou-sama…" she babbled, nodding weakly before returning to his fingers, sucking as her eyes lifted to meet his, shy, yet unmistakably willing.
"Fufu… who would've thought," he mused mockingly. "Mikoto would turn out to be such a shameless woman. First, you did everything wearing nothing but an apron… and now you're willingly sucking your own juices from my fingers." His tone sharpened with cruel amusement. "I wonder what the other clansmen would think if they saw you like this… what Fugaku-san would think, seeing you like this?"
At the mention of the clansmen, her blush deepened as images of judgment flashed through her mind, her dignity crumbling.
But when he spoke Fugaku's name, her body jolted. She pulled his fingers from her mouth and spoke in a firm, trembling voice. "Don't bring up that… cuck's name in front of me. I don't even want to hear it…"
Her expression was firm and unyielding, leaving no room for argument. She refused to hear that name.
Kanzou blinked, surprised by her tone and the raw hatred burning in her eyes. He wasn't offended; if anything, he smiled. "Is that how much you hate him?"
She didn't answer aloud. Instead, she parted her lips, moving to take his fingers again.
He pulled them away. "Answer my question."
She bit her lip, then nodded, loathing filling her gaze. "Yes… I hate him. I loathe him with every fiber of my being. If I ever saw him again… I wouldn't be able to stop myself from attacking him, trying to kill him."
All her anger, all her resentment, once scattered, now burned entirely for Fugaku.
"Fufu… is that so?" he chuckled, clearly satisfied.
"Yes…" Her voice turned cold, almost commanding. "So… don't ever mention him in front of me. And let's go back to what we were doing."
Kanzou's eyes narrowed. He cupped her cheek roughly and pulled her face close. "Don't use that tone with me."
She froze, instantly realizing her mistake, and apologized with a muffled sound, "S-sowwy…"
"Hmm…" he hummed, grinning as he stuck out his tongue and teasingly licked her lips while resuming his fingers' movements inside her.
She tried to part her lips eagerly, craving his tongue, hoping for a deeper kiss, but his hand kept clamping her cheeks too tightly, too painfully for her to move.
Still, eager for his taste, she pushed her tongue out in a silent plea, hoping he'd coil his tongue with hers, letting her have his waste… It's a pity he didn't.
Instead, he traced her upper and lower lips with slow, deliberate licks, leaving her tongue untouched and denying her on purpose. The restraint made her ache with need. Paired with the steady pressure building inside her from his fingers, desire surged, and more wetness spilled free.
"Look… you're dripping even more," he chuckled, feeling the slickness coating his fingers. His other hand tightened painfully around her jaw, forcing her to meet his gaze as he asked, "Mikoto… do you want this cock in your pussy?"
She whimpered and bobbed her head, "Want it…"
"Since you want this cock so badly," he suggested, his voice low, "why don't you take my pants off yourself and bring it out? If you do it quickly, I'll kiss you the way you want."
"H-haii…" She nodded rapidly, her hands leaving the counter.
Still trembling from his fingers inside her, she reached back, fumbling between her ass and his hips until her fingers caught the waistband of his pants and tugged them down. The fabric slid to his ankles, and he stepped out of them with ease.
Now left in boxers, she didn't hesitate. She pushed those down as well, and his cock sprang free, fully erect, nestling hot between her buttocks.
"Good job…" he smiled, releasing her cheek and patting her back as she looked up at him, waiting expectantly for the promised kiss.
He didn't disappoint her this time.
Slurp… chu…
He sealed his lips over hers, invading her mouth as his hips began to hump against her ass.
Pla… pla… pla…
The sounds echoed as flesh smacking into flesh echoed, making her tremble as his cock positioned between her asscheeks, moved up and down, hotdogging her, all while dripping precum onto her soft, white skin.
After a minute, he broke the kiss, and she, breathless and heaving, looked at him with a pleading expression. "K-Kanzou-sama…"
"Hmm…" He hummed softly, lust heavy in his gaze. "I know…" His hand slid to the back of her neck, and he suddenly pushed her down, pressing her head and her torso against the cold marble floor of the kitchen counter.
"Arch your back and stick your ass out more," he ordered. "I want to see the perfect curve."
"Aaahh…" she shivered as the cold surface met her flushed skin. It didn't press against her completely, only her face and breasts, since the apron still covered the rest of her front. Even so, the chill sent a strange sensation through her, especially when her sensitive, erect nipples pressed against the cold stone.
The contrast in temperature made her tremble, but she still obeyed, rising onto her tiptoes with her cheek pressed to the counter, arching her body just as instructed.
"L-like this?" she asked softly.
"Yes… you've really learned how to stick out your ass, haven't you, Mikoto?" he laughed, smacking one cheek hard.
Cha!
The impact sent a ripple through her, making her shiver as more slickness leaked free as he asked her, "Who taught you this…?"
"It's obviously Kanzou-sama who taught me…" she breathed heatedly, arching deeper and spreading her legs slightly.
"That's right…" he smirked. He withdrew his fingers from her pussy, juices trailing down her thighs. Lifting his hand, he brought his fingers to her mouth and let her suck them clean while shifting his cock from between her asscheeks to her pussy. He ground his length along her slick folds, coating himself in her wetness.
"Really… look at this mess," he murmured. "Your pussy's so thirsty… dripping just for me, hmm?"
She sucked eagerly as he continued to tease her entrance, then, without warning, he thrust inside in one deep plunge, driving straight into her cervix.
Her body convulsed as fluids gushed out. "C-cummminggg…!"
Squelchh…. Gushhh… gushhh…
"Fufu… I've only just pushed my cock into your pussy, and you already came," he grinned, leaning down and pressing his weight over her as her juices pooled around her feet.
His weight made the edge of the counter dig painfully into her hips, but she had no chance to complain. Pleasure still rolled through her in waves as she gasped, continuing to suck his fingers obediently.
Slurrp… haaah… haaah…
"What do you think that says about you, hmm?" he murmured against her ear.
"T-that… slurp… I'm a s-shameless… haaahnnn… woman…" she replied shyly, already familiar with the way he liked to make her feel degraded.
"Yeah," he said coolly. "It tells me you're a shameless woman who cums just from having her pussy filled by my cock. And it also tells me you're thirsty for my cock, am I wrong?"
"N-no…" she shook her head, admitting silently that he wasn't wrong at all.
With that, he began to move, pulling back slightly before slamming into her again, her ass rippling from the impact.
Plakk… plakk…
"Aaahnn… K-Kanzou-shamaa…" she whimpered, turning her head as far as she could, yearning for his lips while his cock drove deep inside her.
But his hand held her neck firmly, denying her any movement. All she could do was moan softly as her body rocked beneath his weight, the force of his thrusts building into a steady rhythm, his hips slamming against her ass with every deep plunge.
Plakk… plakk… plakk…
Her pussy clenched tightly around him, slick walls gripping as pleasure rippled through her.
"Aaah… haaahn… Kanzou-sama…" she moaned, fingers curling against the counter. The apron shifted with every movement, her breasts rubbing against the cold marble, nipples hardening further from the friction.
He leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Mikoto… I can feel your pussy sucking me in like it can't get enough."
The pressure of his body and the overwhelming stimulation made it hard for her to speak. Instead, she whimpered, her body trembling as heat coiled tighter inside her. "Auiiimmm… g-gahh…"
"I know you are," he said calmly. "And considering how well you're taking it… you deserve a reward, don't you?" He shifted his grip from the back of her neck to the front, forcefully tilting her head upward. "Come here, let me give you the kiss you've been craving so badly…"
With half-lidded, watering eyes, she complied eagerly, sticking her tongue out to meet his lips in a wet, messy kiss.
Chu… chu…
Their tongues tangled as he continued driving himself deep into her pussy.
"Slrrrupp… mwaaahh… Kanzou-shamaa…" she moaned between kisses, delight trembling in her voice, until he pulled away, leaving messy strands of saliva stretching between their mouths before dripping down.
He shifted his attention to her sensitive spots, pressing soft kisses along her neck and back while his fingers traced slow lines across her skin, making her shiver, "Haaah… haaahhhnnn… Hnnnnggg…"
He laughed in response before he straightened, grabbing both her hands and pulling them back, lifting her upper body from the counter while rocking his hips, slamming into her ass and making her entire body ripple, her breasts jiggling with each impact.
Plakk… plakk… schlick…
"Haaann… Mikoto… your hands… your fingers…" he murmured as he kissed her fingertips, licking and sucking on her fingers. "So soft… so cute… and so small compared to mine…"
slurrppp… chu…
One by one, he nipped at her fingers lightly as he continued to toy with them.
The way he sucked and licked her fingers stirred her even more, sending fresh waves of stimulation through her body.
The added sensations pushed her over the edge quickly. Her inner walls spasmed, fluids gushing around his cock as she cried out, "Aaaahnn… c-cumming again…!"
Gushh… squelch…
Kanzou groaned at the sensation, her orgasm milking him, yet he didn't slow down. "Haha… I didn't expect you to cum just from having your fingers sucked," he teased. "Could it be… you like it? Me sucking on your fingers… hmm?"
She bit her lip, ashamed to admit something like that. She didn't fully understand it herself, why it aroused her so deeply, why something so strange as him licking her fingers… it felt so intimate, felt unbearably erotic. And yet… it did.
"Haaai…" she nodded while panting, her body slumping back against the counter. He caught her at once, holding her upright as he continued thrusting relentlessly. The pain from the counter's edge digging into her hips faded beneath the swelling pleasure until he shifted their position, or rather her position.
Hauling one of her thighs up and lifting it into the air, he ordered her, "Keep this leg up,"
"U-understood…" she nodded, trembling as she held her leg raised while he continued ramming into her.
Plakk… plakk… plakk…
The new angle let him drive straight in and much deeper, each thrust striking a spot that sent bursts of light behind her eyes. At the same time, his hand squeezed her breast, pinching her nipple hard.
"Haaah… Kanzou-sama… It's too much… aaahn…" she gasped, her legs shaking as pleasure surged again and again.
"Don't you dare drop that leg," he warned coldly.
She nodded quickly, not daring to let it fall. His hand left her breast and slid downward, finding her clit and beginning to toy with it, pushing her relentlessly toward yet another peak.
"N-no… it's too muccchhhh…" she cried, but he didn't relent. He kept teasing her clit as her breath grew shorter and more frantic, until her body tensed once again and ecstasy crashed over her for the third time. "N-no… cumming… cummminggg!"
Squelch… gushh…
More fluid spilled, soaking her thighs and splashing onto the floor. Her pussy convulsed wildly around him, and the sudden loss of strength made her body slump back against the counter, including her raised leg, which was now placed on the counter.
"Daamnnn it… this tightness…" he groaned, pausing for a brief moment as her clenching walls squeezed his cock. But he also adjusted just as quickly, then began moving again.
Plakk… plakk… schlick…
"N-no, Kanzou-sama… s-still sensitivv—" Her words cut off as he clamped a hand over her mouth. Leaning over her, he pressed his chest against her sweat-slicked back and began to ram into her brutally. "Take it, Mikoto… you wanted this."
"Haaan… mufff… fffummm…" her moans came out muffled beneath his hand as his weight crushed her down. She trembled uncontrollably under the overwhelming pleasure and the harsh force of his thrusts.
"Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora!!" he repeated again and again as he kept pounding into her until he felt pressure building in his balls. Upping the pace, he growled, "Haa… Mikoto… I'm close…"
"Hmm… haaannn… haaan…" she gasped as her own release began to coil again, her pussy tightening reflexively around him.
That tightness finally undid him as his thrusts turned erratic and his cock throbbed inside her pussy as the pressure snapped.
"C-cumming… take it all, Mikoto… take it all in your pussyyy," he growled, slamming deep one last time before bursting inside her.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Hot spurts filled her, pulsing deep against her cervix as he emptied himself inside her. The spreading warmth triggered her own release once more, her walls clamping down hard as they milked every drop.
"Mmmfff… c-cumming too…!" she cried, her voice muffled beneath his hand as her body convulsed in ecstasy.
Splaashhh… gusshhhe…
They came together, Kanzou groaning low while her whimpers rang high, their fluids mixing in heat, sweat, and overwhelming pleasure.
"Haaah… haaah…" he breathed heavily, hips grinding slowly as the final pulses faded. He released her mouth and neck, allowing her to gasp for air, her chest heaving against the counter.
"Haah… haah… Kanzou-sama… so much… so hot… I feel it… it's so hot inside me…" she whispered, feeling his seed trickle down her thighs, mingling with her own juices and dripping into the puddle below.
"Fufu… good girl, Mikoto… you took it all," he murmured, leaning in to kiss her.
Chu… slrrppp… mhaaaww…
But it wasn't over. As they kissed, his cock twitched again, and instead of softening, it grew even harder.
"Hhaan… I-I can feel it… y-you're hard again…" she said as the kiss broke.
"Yeah," he replied calmly. "That's right. I'm going to fuck you again. Ready for the second round?" He wasn't really asking.
"I… I'm tired… c-can we take a break?" she asked pleadingly.
He refused at once. "No. You don't get a say in this," he said coldly. "I already told you, I'll fuck you as much as I want, and you'll let me do it without complaining."
She bit her lip, a sense of helplessness settling over her, but she didn't argue. She knew better. As his canary, she had no right to refuse. Swallowing her feelings, she nodded. "O-okay…" Still, she made one small request. "C-can we at least change positions? The edge… It's digging into me, and it really hurts…" she asked softly, hoping he'd agree.
"Alright," he said after a moment, accepting it. He turned her around and lay her back on the kitchen counter, lifting her legs onto his shoulders. "This better?"
"Yesshh…" she nodded, already feeling some relief. If she had looked at her hips, she would've seen a deep red line where the counter had pressed into her.
Kanzou didn't care. He only laughed, groping her breasts as he looked into her eyes. "Well then… let's start the second round."
"H-hai…" She nodded weakly but was not resistant either. Although she was indeed tired, this position was far better. All she had to do was lie there and let him take her; it was easier that way, so she felt better.
"Fufu…" he chuckled, then began rocking his hips again.
Plakk… plakk… schlick…
Instantly, her eyes rolled at the back of her head from pleasure and she moaned uncontrollably, "Haana… n-not so rough… n-no… Kanzou-sama… aaahnn… aaahhnnn… haaaannn…!"
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Read ahead of public release on P atreon at: p-atreon.com/Knockturn_Alley
Check out Chapter illustrations on Pixiv: unhinged_uchiha