Mio was on her knees before her classmate, her small face flushed a deep crimson and her eyes rolled back in her skull.
The old woman's throat was bulging grotesquely around Rui's cock, a massive monstrosity of veined muscle that looked like more like a weapon than a dick, so hard and impossible, saliva bubbling from her stretched lips, dripping in strings onto her heaving breasts, while her hands gripped his thighs for support with her nails digging in as she struggled to take it all.
Jirou's violet eyes widened in shock.
'That's… that's not human. Why is it so big?! And how is she even swallowing all that!?' she thought, morbidly curious as she watched him thrust further, the motion punching out a muffled whimper from the woman's squished voice box.
Her body went cold at the sight, but beneath the chill, her core quivered and burned (a traitorous spark of heat from the system's lingering traces)
She scrambled back on her hands and knees, but her legs refused to hold her as they buckled like jelly, sending her sprawling back onto the mat.
"Ah!" She cried out, her hands falling between her legs as the ache from ass intensified.
But she gritted her teeth and still pushed herself up, struggling to her hands and knees.
'I'm a Hero student! I can't give up! So Easily!' She thought stubbornly, crawling forward, her small nipples dragging on the floor and unconsciously giving Rui the unexpected treat of watching her swollen hole twitch below her upturned skirt with each movement she made.
Rui just watched the erotic vision that was jirou, a cold smirk playing on his lips as his meat continued to piston in Mio's sloppy mouth.
After a few seconds of observing her pitiful form he lifted a hand, activating Gentle Compulsion mentally, and beckoned her over.
"Come here kyoka,"
Her body froze mid crawl. Her muscles locked against her will.
Then she started to turn.
'No, no, fight it!'
But her limbs betrayed her, inching forward slowly and dragging her across the mat toward them.
"S-stop! I know what you're doing, that mind control thing! You have to knock it off!" Jirou yelled out, her voice cracking as her nails dug into the floorboards in protest.
Her protests fell flat.
Her body obeyed even as her mind rebelled and Rui grinned wider, not breaking eye contact as she came to a halt beside Mio, close enough to feel the heat radiating from their sweat-slicked bodies.
"For all your complaining, Jirou, you still came buckets from having a fist shoved up your ass. Don't pretend you didn't love being broken." He mused cruelly.
She shook her head frantically.
But....as much as she tried to deny it..... It was true.
She did like it or at least her body did.
The heat, the feeling of helpless pleasure even the manhandling, things she had experienced for the first time, had turned her on.
And she hated it.
Her head bowed as fresh sobs wracked her frame. "You're a villain! How could you… to me! And to your own grandmother?! We're classmates!" She swiped at her eyes, trembling.
And surprisingly, Rui's expression softened, the grin fading into something almost gentle.
"Oh kyoka~"
Shifting back, he withdrew his cock from Mio's throat with a wet, heavy pop, strings of saliva connecting them together.
At the retrieval, the old woman whined piteously, clearly not wanting the throat fucking to end as her tongue lolled out as she slumped against the floor, panting heavily.
"Rui…come back~" she mewled desperately.
But Rui ignored her and knelt beside Jirou instead, close enough that she could smell his musk.
She went still, her heart pounding as she tried and failed to stare him down.
"W-What do you want now?" She hissed shakily.
But he just shook his head. He didn't know why his heart grew so soft for her at that moment.
He was a cold bastard and he enjoyed breaking his toys but he didn't want to see her broken with the fear of him.
Rather he would break her with pleasure and make her crave this all on her own.
"Kyoka….." he started mournfully.
She flinched as he raised a hand, but he just pressed it softly to her cheek, his thumb brushing away a tear.
"I'm sorry it was so rough with you. I had to show you the truth. That we belong together. But I can make this feel so much better for you. You won't be unhappy—I promise. And….After I cum, you can go home. And if you don't want more after that, I won't bother you again."
The words were a lie, smooth as silk, but the compulsion wove through them, easing her resistance just enough.
Jirou twitched, her body warring with itself.
'He'll let me go? I just… have to endure this once?'
It seemed too good to be true. And he had already done much to her. It wouldn't change much if she let him....do whatever he wanted.
"A-alright," she whispered shakily. "Only so you'll let me go."
Rui's hand cupped her face firmer. " I swear."
'System, activate Naughty Nectar,' Rui commanded mentally.
[Arsenal Activated: Naughty Nectar (Lv. 1). Saliva and sweat potency maximized. Physiological corruption initiated. Duration of use 30 mins before refill.]
With that, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep, demanding kiss.
Jirou's eyes flew wide, but as his tongue slipped past her teeth, the Nectar hit her like liquid fire.
It tasted sweet, impossibly so, as it flooded her senses with an addictive warmth that spread from her mouth to her core.
"Mmmh…" she moaned at the feeling , the kiss deepening and suddenly, everything started to feel good.
Overwhelmingly good.
'What... why does it taste so sweet? I need more…'
She panted into his mouth, her earphone jacks curling with pleasure as her pussy clenched, wetness soaking her thighs.
Before she knew it, she was sucking on his tongue greedily, her small hands fisting his shirt.
Rui moaned in approval, the sound vibrating through her, low and hungry.
From the floor, Obāchan stirred at the noise, crawling up to press kisses along his neck and chest, her small hand wrapping around his slick cock, stroking the veined length with slow, lazy pumps that made Rui's hips twitch in pleasure.
But Jirou barely registered it, lost in the haze of sensations.
When Rui finally broke the kiss, Jirou looked delirious, face glistening with shared saliva, lips swollen, eyes blown wide with lust.
She whined, a needy sound. "P-please… I don't know what's happening, just don't stop…"
Rui smiled down at her, tucking a bit of hair behind her ear. "I'll take care of you. I'll take care of both of you," He promised, pressing one last sweet kiss on the forehead before his hand dropped to her shoulders and below her knees, scooping her up effortlessly and carrying her toward the bed, while Mio trailed behind them on all fours like a loyal, devoted pet.
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