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The morning light spilled through the bathroom window, catching the steam rising from the sink where Mio Naruse furiously scrubbed her face.
Her crimson twin-tails clung damply to her flushed cheeks, the heat in her skin betraying her even as she tried to cool it with icy water.
Stupid Maria—why did she have to say that out loud? Her fingers trembled against the porcelain, nails scraping lightly as she gripped the edge.
Behind her, the door creaked open.
Takumi's reflection appeared in the mirror, tall and lean, his fitted shirt doing nothing to hide the thick outline of his cock straining against his trousers.
Mio's breath hitched—her body reacting before her mind could catch up, thighs pressing together instinctively. The pink sigil at her throat pulsed, a warm glow spreading down her chest.
"Running away already?" His voice was low, amused.
She spun around, back hitting the sink. "I-I wasn't—"
His hand settled on her waist, thumb brushing the bare skin where her skirt had ridden up. The touch burned, sending a shiver up her spine. No—not here, not now— But her traitorous hips tilted forward, seeking more.
Maria's giggle floated from the doorway. The succubus leaned against the frame, phone raised, lens glinting. "Mio-sama~ Should I start recording?"
Mio's eyes widened. "D-Don't you dare—!"
Too late.
Takumi's fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties—oh gods, she wasn't wearing any—and yanked her forward. The wet squelch of her folds parting echoed obscenely as his cock pressed against her, the fabric of his trousers rough against her sensitive skin.
Maria zoomed in. "Ah~ Look at that blush! And Mio-sama's little pussy is already dripping—"
"Sh-Shut up!" Mio's voice cracked, her hands flying to cover herself, but Takumi caught her wrists effortlessly, pinning them to the mirror.
His breath ghosted over her ear. "I won't keep you waiting all night anymore."
The first thrust was brutal—no prep, no mercy. Her back arched, a broken gasp tearing from her lips as his cock stretched her wide, her cunt struggling to take him reverberating in the small space. Maria's camera captured it all: the way Mio's thighs trembled, the way her stomach bulged slightly with each deep push, the way her tears streaked her flushed cheeks even as her hips jerked to meet him.
"O-Onii-chan's… too big—!" Her voice was a wrecked whisper, her nails scraping the mirror.
Takumi chuckled, his free hand gripping her throat, thumb pressing the glowing sigil. It flared brighter, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her. "You take it so well, though."
Maria sighed dreamily, angling the camera lower. "Mmm~ Look how her asshole clenches every time he bottoms out~ Smile for your fans, Mio-sama!"
Mio's vision whited out as the bond forced her climax, her cunt spasming around Takumi's cock, juices gushing down her thighs. The squelch of his relentless thrusts grew wetter, louder, her body yielding to him completely.
Somewhere in the haze, she heard Maria's playful whisper—"I'll be back!"—before the door swung shut, leaving her alone with the man who'd ruined her.
The bathroom mirror fogged with each ragged exhale Mio forced through clenched teeth. Her reflection was a mess—lips swollen, eyes glazed, twin-tails sticking to her sweat-slicked shoulders.
Takumi's grip on her hips tightened, his cock throbbing inside her with every shallow grind. The pink sigil at her throat pulsed in time with her heartbeat, its glow casting lewd shadows across the damp tiles.
"Nnngh… s-stop staring…!" Her voice was a broken whimper, but her body betrayed her, thighs squeezing around him as if begging him deeper.
Maria's laughter echoed from the hallway, followed by the unmistakable click of her camera. "So greedy, Mio-sama~! You're drooling!"
Mio's cheeks burned hotter. She was drooling—a thin strand of saliva connecting her lower lip to the mirror where her forehead had been pressed moments ago. The sight sent another jolt of shame through her, but the bond twisted it into pleasure, her cunt clenching around Takumi's length with a wet squish.
He groaned, his free hand sliding up to fist in her hair, yanking her head back. "You love this." Not a question. A fact.
Her breath hitched. No— But her hips rolled back against him, the slap of skin-on-skin drowning out her weak denial.
Maria's camera zoomed in mercilessly. "Look at that~! Mio-sama's womb is bulging!"
It was true. With every thrust, the outline of Takumi's cock pressed visibly against Mio's lower stomach, her tightness struggling to accommodate him. The sounds of her stretched walls echoed obscenely, her body's betrayal louder than any protest.
"I-I'll kill you… after this…!" Mio's threat dissolved into a moan as Takumi's thumb found her clit, rubbing rough circles. The bond flared, and her vision whited out again, her back arching violently as another forced orgasm ripped through her.
Her juices gushed, splattering against the sink and Takumi's thighs. Maria giggled, capturing the way Mio's asshole twitched with each spasm. "Ah~! She's squirting!"
Takumi didn't let up. His thrusts turned brutal, the thwack of his pelvis against her ass reddening the skin. "Come one more time."
"I c-can't—!"
"You will."
The bond pulsed, and Mio's body obeyed before her mind could catch up. Her cunt milked him desperately, the squelch of her overstimulated folds obscene. Tears streaked her cheeks as her third climax hit, her throat tightening around a silent scream.
Takumi's hips stuttered—then he pounded into her one last time, his cock twitching as he filled her. The gush of his release stretched her womb further, her stomach rounding slightly under the flood.
Maria sighed dreamily, lowering her phone just enough to lick her lips. "Mmm… Mio-sama's face is priceless, but~" She tapped the screen, switching to video mode. "Time for the real show!"
The succubus dropped to her knees with a grace that made the act look like worship. Her silver-white hair spilled over Takumi's thighs as she nuzzled his softening cock, her tongue darting out to catch the first thick strand of cum dripping from Mio's well-used entrance.
"Ah~! Still warm!" Maria moaned, her purple eyes flicking up to the camera as she slurped the mixture of their fluids off his shaft. The sound of her tongue dragging along his veins was deliberate, exaggerated—every flick of her pointed tongue designed to make Mio squirm.
Mio's breath hitched. "D-Disgusting…!"
Maria ignored her, instead wrapping her lips around the head and sucking hard, her cheeks hollowing. The sound of her throat working echoed in the bathroom, her free hand cupping his balls to milk out every drop.
"Mmm~ Takumi-nii's taste is addicting," she purred, pulling off with a wet pop to grin at the lens. "Mio-sama's juices make it even sweeter~!"
She dove back down, this time taking him deep—deeper—until her nose pressed against his pelvis. Her throat bulged obscenely, the gurgle of her swallowing vibrating around him.
When she pulled back, strands of saliva and cum stretched between her lips and his cock, glistening under the bathroom lights.
Maria winked at the camera. "Want a close-up?"
She zoomed in until the lens fogged with her breath, her tongue lapping at the slit to coax out the last remnants. "Ah! There's more~!" Her delighted giggle cut through Mio's mortified groan as she slurped up a final thick drop.
Only then did she lean back, licking her lips with a satisfied smack. "All clean! …Well, mostly."
Her fingers trailed through the mess still dripping from Mio's thighs, collecting it on her fingertips before sucking them clean with a hum. "Mio-sama should taste herself sometime~!"
Mio's face burned crimson. "I—! You—! Pervert!"
Maria blew a kiss to the camera—"Bye, bye~!"—and bolted, her laughter trailing behind her as Takumi lunged. The phone toppled, capturing only the swinging door and Mio's wrecked whimper.
The toppled phone captured only flashes of movement—the blur of Takumi's bare chest as he lunged after Maria, the door swinging wildly on its hinges, and Mio's trembling thighs giving out as she slumped against the sink.
Her reflection in the fogged mirror was ruined perfection: lips parted in uneven gasps, school uniform rucked up around her waist, her swollen pussy dripping onto the tile below with a steady plink-plink-plink.
"M-Maria… that damn… succubus…" Mio's voice was raw, her fingers clawing at the porcelain as she tried to steady herself.
The bond at her throat still pulsed, keeping her hypersensitive—every drop of cum oozing from her made her clench around nothing, her body craving the fullness it had just lost.
A shadow filled the doorway.
Takumi stepped back into the bathroom, his cock already half-hard again, glistening with Maria's saliva. His smirk was predatory. "She got away."
Mio's breath hitched. "G-Good. Maybe now you'll—nngh!—stop!"
He didn't stop.
His hands gripped her waist, spinning her roughly to face the mirror. The squelch of his cock sliding back into her well-used cunt was obscenely loud, her body accepting him effortlessly now, her walls clenching like a vice.
Maria's voice floated from the hallway, sing-song and teasing. "Don't mind me~! Just editing the footage!"
Mio's eyes widened. "F-Footage?! You—! Ah! Nnngh—!" Her protest dissolved into a moan as Takumi pounded into her, the slap of his hips against her ass echoing in the small room.
The camera Maria had left behind on the floor captured it all—the way Mio's breasts jiggled with each thrust, the way her stomach bulged when he bottomed out, the way her tears streaked her flushed cheeks even as her tongue lolled in mindless pleasure.
The lens fogged with their heat, zooming in automatically as Mio's eyes rolled back, her drool dripping onto her own heaving chest. "Haaah… O-Onii-chan… too much…!"
Takumi's fingers tangled in her twin-tails, yanking her head back to expose her throat. The sigil there blazed pink, its glow reflecting off the mirror as he growled, "You don't get to complain after begging for it all night."
Maria's giggles drifted closer. She peeked around the doorframe, her phone now angled to capture the glistening mess between Mio's thighs. "Mio-sama~! You're leaking!"
Mio whimpered, her thighs quivering as another orgasm ripped through her. Her cunt gushed, soaking Takumi's cock and the floor beneath them. The squelch of his thrusts grew wetter, messier, her body no longer able to distinguish pain from pleasure.
Takumi's hips stuttered, his grip on her hair tightening. "Take it all."
The pulse of his release flooded her, his cum mixing with her juices as it overflowed, dripping down her inner thighs. Maria zoomed in, capturing the way Mio's ruined entrance fluttered, trying desperately to keep him inside even as he pulled out.
The pop of his cock leaving her was almost as lewd as the gush of cum that followed, splattering onto the tile.
Maria sighed, lowering her phone. "Perfect~! The fans will love this."
Mio collapsed, her legs giving out as she slid to the floor in a dazed heap. Takumi chuckled, stroking her hair as she panted, her face still pressed against the cool tile.
Maria skipped over, her fingers pinching Mio's flushed cheek. "Aw~! Don't worry, Mio-sama. I'll make sure they see your best angles!"
Mio's weak growl was muffled by the floor.
Takumi scooped her up, bundling her limp body against his chest. "Nap time, little sister."
Maria blew a kiss to the camera—"Until next time~!"—before the screen went black.
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