The commute home was a blur of exhaustion. By the time Rui reached his front door, the adrenaline from his second day at UA had completely evaporated, leaving him feeling every bit of his thirty-seven years (plus sixteen).
His muscles ached from the battle training, his mind buzzed with the overload of the day's stress, and all he wanted was to collapse into his futon and forget the monstrous stack of assignments already looming.
He slid the door open, the scent of home-cooked orange chicken and polished cedar wood hitting him like a warm embrace, chasing away the last dregs of the school's sterile air.
"I'm home…" he muttered.
Before he could even kick off his shoes, Obāchan scurried into the genkan from the kitchen, her apron dusted with flour, face lighting up like a sunrise. "Rui-kun! You're back so soon! I was just finishing dinner—oh, you look absolutely exhausted, my poor boy." She hurried forward, hands outstretched, her simple house dress hugging her soft curves in a way that made Rui's tired cock twitch despite everything.
Rui had decided not to tie her up again as she had been so well behaved yesterday that he didn't really have the heart to edge that much again so soon.
And he was glad for it. Obāchan had dolled up it seemed, her hair rolled up and a bit of rogue on her cheeks, lips an attractive shade of cherry.
The sight of her, in all her soft adoring glory undid him and he didn't hesitate.
Stepping into her space, he cupped her face with both hands and pulled her in for a deep, wet kiss on the lips.
His tongue pushed past her yielding mouth, tasting the faint cherry flavor of her lipstick and the ever-present sweetness of her submission.
Mio melted against him with a soft hum, her hands sliding up his chest, fingers curling into his uniform shirt.
When he finally broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their lips for a beat, she gazed up at him with those adoring eyes, one hand drifting lower.
Her palm pressed against his groin through his pants, rubbing gently over the growing bulge.
"You do look tired, Rui-kun. Let me make you feel better…" she murmured, tempting him oh so sweetly.
'if only I didn't have homework'
Rui sighed, the sound heavy with annoyance as reality crashed back in.
He caught her wrist, halting the teasing strokes, though his cock throbbed in protest. " I have homework, Obāchan. It's still the first week, and they've already dumped a mountain on us. So many quirk theory essays and a combat sim report I have to write. it's insane. I have to get through it before I can even think about relaxing." He grouched.
At his words, she pouted instantly, lower lip jutting out in that gentle way that always stirred his loins.
Dragging her wrist from his lax fist, she stepped closer, her body brushing his, voice turning pitiful. "But Rui-kun, that's exactly why you need me to ease your stress. All that work will make you tense. Let me help, please? I just want you to feel better."
Rui paused for a minute thinking it over.
Mio was a distraction.
She wouldn't just leave him alone when she could see how horny and tired he was.
And honestly, he didn't really want to deny himself the simple pleasure of fucking his slut after the hell he has been through today.
"You know what? That's a Great idea." Without warning, he bent down and scooped her up in his arms, one under her knees and the other supporting her back.
Mio let out a surprised shout, her arms wrapping around his neck while her legs hooked around his waist, ankles locking behind him.
She nuzzled into his throat, nipping lightly at his jaw with her teeth—a seductive bite that sent a jolt straight to his groin.
"Hey!" Rui laughed, free hand coming down to slap her ass playfully through the thin fabric of her dress.
The meaty cheek jiggled under his palm, and she yelped in mock protest, squirming against him, her pussy grinding inadvertently against his hardening cock.
He slapped again, lighter this time, savoring the way she gasped and clung tighter. "Naughty Granny. Behave, or I'll make you wait even longer."
She whined but stayed still.
Such a good girl.
Still grinning, Rui hefted his school bag over one shoulder with his free hand and headed down the hallway toward his room, Obāchan's little noises echoing softly.
He deserves a reward after today after all.
The quirk battle and even the slow progression of his harem needed to be commemorated.
Monstrous assignments or not, he was getting his reward. A quick fuck to blow off steam, then he would tackle the books.
***
"Why did I agree to go to UA again."
Currently, Rui sat hunched over the sturdy wooden desk in his room, the setting sun slanting through the shoji screens and casting long shadows across his scattered notebooks.
The homework pile loomed by the side, a thing that no first-year should have to slog through.
His pencil scratched irritably against the paper, mind wandering, when his phone vibrated on the desk with a sharp buzz.
He snatched it up, screen lighting his face in the dimming light.
Then his brow furrowed.
He had a text.
from an Unknown number.
He clicked on it anyway, curious about who would be texting him so close to evening.
The message was short, direct: Text me the address and I'll come over.
Oh. Jirou. Kyoka .
She was finally taking the bait.
Rui's lips split into a wide, predatory grin, teeth flashing white. 'I can not be this lucky.'
He fired off the house coordinates without a second thought, then glanced down at the floor where Obāchan knelt obediently between his spread legs, a place she had occupied since he had begun actually working on his assignments after he had fucked her to completion.
Her warm mouth was enveloped around his half-hard cock, lips sealed around the base in a lazy cockwarm, her tongue occasionally flicking the underside to keep him simmering (it had definitely made homework easier and harder)
Her dark strands of hair draped over her shoulders, and her eyes met his with that vacant, adoring gaze she'd worn since fully breaking under the system's influence.
"We'll be having a guest today, Obāchan," Rui said, voice casual as he set the phone aside and threaded fingers through her hair, giving a gentle tug to emphasize the words.
She pulled off his shaft with a soft, wet pop, strings of saliva bridging her lips to the glistening head.
A sweet, blissful smile curved her mouth, cheeks flushed from the effort of holding him deep for so long.
"A guest? For Rui-kun?" Her voice was breathy, almost dreamy, as she wiped her chin with the back of her hand.
"Uh huh. I'll could use your help with my new friend Obāchan."
"I'll make sure to take good care of you and your friend. Whatever you need!"
She leaned forward, planting a quick, sloppy kiss on the tip of his cock before settling back on her heels, hands folded demurely in her lap.
Rui barked out a laugh, the sound echoing off the tatami walls.
She was absolutely perfect.
Rising to his feet, he pulled her up with him, patting her covered bottom where the flared base of a silicone plug sat, the toy making sure all of his seed stayed in her body.
"Yeah, you do that. Be ready for anything. She's feisty, but you'll handle her." He watched her nod eagerly, nearly jumping in place.
"I will!"
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