"YOU BIG AND STUPID ABSOLUTE IDIOT! "
"S-Sarumi-chan ?! H-wait, I can explain!" Yasuaki waved his arms frantically as the earth trembled beneath his feet, an aura of death and impending anguish exploding and filling the room like a thick and suffocating miasma as the angry and frowning face of his red-haired colleague kicked the sterile white doors and stepped closer to his position. The other patients who were sitting in silence in the waiting room could practically taste the danger in the air and fear washed over their hearts, the desire for self-preservation screaming for them to open as quickly as possible to the clearly furious woman so that they sharing in any unenviable destination awaited the now crying blonde who was currently fighting away from the icon of death marching towards him.
"I don't want to hear that!" Sarumi snarled, reaching out and grabbing him by the collar, his face quickly draining blood as the furious redhead lifted him into the air with a frown, her forehead throbbing with irritation and her emerald green eyes glowing with intense fury, a vision he became acquainted intimately before his training trip.
He was in a very bad time ...
"M-Mercy?" He pleaded, praying that she would only pity him this time.
She didn't even take a moment to think about it, instead, she just shook her head and clenched her already painfully tight fist.
"All for mercy today." She hissed, destroying his hopes and leaving him almost in a coma as she dragged him around the waiting room like a corpse on a leash. Viewers who had not yet passed out from sheer terror could only offer their silent condolences to the boy. Even those who still did not like him could not say that this was a destination that any man did not deserve and then they would take a moment of silence to remember him.
Hopefully, that would also prevent the red-haired maniac from getting his hands on any of them too!
-Examination room-
"Itaaaa! Sarumi-chan it hurts a lot!"
"Shut up! You're lucky I don't do that anymore! Honestly, what in the name of Kami were you thinking ?! Actually, don't worry about answering that, you weren't even thinking about anything, were you?"
Yasuaki rubbed his back shyly while Sarumi continued with his examination / scolding. The cause of her irritation was his recent actions on what should have been a simple escort mission that went wrong. The job should have been very easy, delivering the customer to the destination and watching him until they concluded the deal in the area, not exactly super difficult or particularly dangerous about it. Easily feasible for an S rating for your skill and experience.
At least ... that had been the case until a group of missing criminals came out of nowhere and tried to turn the entire mission over. Obviously, he couldn't just let them hurt the client and then a fight naturally occurred and if you asked him, he thought he had done a very decent job of killing them ... until one of them decided to sacrifice himself in a final move to kill the customer, running to the poor woman in a vest full of explosives.
To make a long story short, in the heat of the moment he kind of forgot that the replacement technique was one thing and then he may or may not have ... dropped the bomber on the ground and exploded from the front ... It's not his best move, admittedly , but on the positive side, only three of the tags really fired! Of course it still hurt like hell and he was unconscious for a day, but he was still alive and that's what really matters, right? It wasn't like he died or anything!
Sharing that feeling did little to calm Sarumi. She looked even more annoyed after he said that.
"'I ... I know and I'm sorry." He bowed his head apologetically, resigning himself to his fate in her hands. "I probably could have made a smarter move, but my body moves on its own sometimes, but that doesn't mean it was less stupid." He admitted to knowing that it was on her shoulders and that he had to admit his choices, good or bad.
In turn, Sarumi merely sighed and pinched the tip of her nose in a mixture of annoyance and frustration, she was intimately aware of this peculiarity in her character. Yasuaki just couldn't help himself when it came to helping people in need and, for the most part, he usually ended up hurting himself because of it ... not that she was saying that his altruism was a bad trait, on the contrary, it was probably one of its most striking features. But for people who knew and cared about the blonde, they couldn't help but wish he would tone down before he was actually killed one day.
Still ... seeing him so genuinely apologizing and confessing his mistake, she couldn't find the strength to contain her anger. He was just doing his job, and while that still wasn't an excuse to throw himself over a damn bomb ... it could give him a little time off for his good intentions.
"You're an idiot." She moaned, shaking her head before catching him off guard with a sudden hug, her arms wrapped tightly around his torso as she blew out a sigh of relief at his presence. She was still kind of mad at him ... but she was pleased to know that he was way more than anything. "You promised me you wouldn't do anything reckless when you left, idiot." She pouted, punching his chest as her previous anger was replaced by an almost childish petulance.
Not having expected the hug, it took him a second to react to the hug, but when his mind finally understood, he was quick to hug her back, a warm smile appeared on his face when he realized that her anger was born out of concern for her safety.
"I know, but you also know that missions sometimes get out of hand." He reminded her gently, rubbing circles on her back soothingly and laughing softly to himself with the irritated but resigned grunt that escaped her on his counter.
He had a point ... missions very rarely went according to plan, especially when the task involved Yasuaki in some way ... he was like a magnet for problems to the point that, after a series of tasks ended very badly, Akiko forbade him to accept any missions for his weeks. In fact, it should have been two months, but the blonde apparently managed to bribe her somehow.
He still hadn't told her how he got it, on second thought, although she figured it involved a lot of sake.
"Tsk, making a good point doesn't mean you're free ... but I think I can take it easy with you for now." She pulled away from his embrace and placed her hand gently on his cheek, gently rubbing his thumb over his tribal marks and smiling at the way he unconsciously rubbed his face against her palm in her care. It was one of her "secret weaknesses", as he called it, one of which only a handful of people, including her, were privileged to know.
"I'm glad you're safe ... I can't lose you too ..." She murmured under her breath, more to herself than to him, but they both knew he had heard her.
Yasuaki frowned at her words and without hesitation hugged her again, her arms wrapped around her body protectively, bringing her close enough that he could smell her faint scent of cherry scent.
"I'm not going anywhere and I will never leave you behind, I promise."
He always said that and despite his unlucky streak when it came to staying out of trouble ... she always believed he would come back for her in one piece.
It didn't mean that she would stop worrying, or that she wouldn't report him when he did something stupid.
Releasing a sigh that she didn't realize she was holding, she shook her head and gave it a little squeeze, silently reassuring herself that he wasn't going anywhere. "Yes, I know ... just try to take better care of yourself, okay? For me?"
Moving away from her embrace, she was met with that big, stupid smile from him. The same thing that bothered her deeply in her youth ... but now she will come to appreciate the sense of security it offered.
It always made her feel that everything would be fine in the end.
"Anything for you, Sarumi-chan!" He promised, giving a thumbs-up before a moment passed and he once again scratched his back sheepishly. "Year ... I'm still sorry for all the confusion, why don't you let me make it up to you?" He offered suddenly, catching her off guard with the offer out of the blue.
"Do you want to make up for me?" She repeated, raising an eyebrow. "That's not a trick to try to get me to eat spicy food again, is it?" She said, narrowing her eyes at him.
"No way!" He quickly raised his hands in a show of good faith. "It's what you want! If you need help with anything or want something specific, just let me know. No spicy food involved ... unless you want to ... do you want to?" He ended boldly, earning a less than subtle eye roll with the redhead's.
"I can guarantee that I don't want spicy food, but if you're serious about the offer ..." She started and he nodded.
"I am a man of Sarumi-chan's word, you know that!" He smiled. "Whatever you want, just say the word."
She smiled and crossed her arms. "Okay, so I want you to come shopping with me tomorrow. Do this and I think I can forgive you this time."
Yasuaki blinked at the request, it was not what he expected, to be honest.
"Do you want me to ... go shopping with you?" He repeated himself uncertainly, wondering if he really heard it these days. "I mean, I don't care ... but isn't it more like you and Kasumi?" He barely shopped in his own time, except for his weekly food trip or perhaps a visit to a local tailor for custom clothing. He didn't really consider himself a fashion expert at all.
"You are not wrong, Kasumi and I were supposed to leave tomorrow, as I am off for the first time in a few weeks, but something happened to her and she had to cancel at the last minute." Sarumi clarified, apparently Kasumi's parents suddenly decided to take a vacation and now she had to take care of the store that threw her plans in the trash. "I was going to stay at home, since going alone is not so interesting, but since you presented the offer, you will take her place."
He thought about it in his head for a moment, shopping with Sarumi-chan ... it might not be too bad, besides, it had been forever since they were together outside the missions.
Maybe it's even fun? Certainly the horror stories he had heard about shopping with women were overblown.
Right?
…
Surprisingly, shopping with Sarumi was not that bad.
The two agreed to meet very early, Sarumi wanted to visit a new breakfast that Kasumi had recommended that they visit and then they sat down and enjoyed a rather decadent morning meal, at least in his eyes. Like someone used to a simple bowl of cereal in the morning, making fresh rice, fish, soup and some toast with sweet jam was a change of pace that he didn't know he needed. The two sat down and exchanged stories over the meal, each sharing pieces of their infernal training with their respective mentors, as well as rumors that they never had a chance to mention in their reunion.
When they finished exchanging stories and getting fed up, the business district was teeming with activity. Since Sarumi didn't have a clear destination in mind for them, they decided to just start looking at the windows and move on from there. Honestly, he didn't expect to do much more than go along, but it seemed that Sarumi had anticipated his lack of knowledge when it came to the best shopping spots, so she made a point of introducing him to some stores that actually had things that interested him. He even bought some new clothes and some nice decorations for his apartment based on her recommendations.
Of course, it couldn't be all perfect and, eventually, he had to suffer during the challenge that was the makeup stores. Let it be clear that although he appreciated her attempts to help him understand the wide range of products, he doubted that he would ever really know what, in the name of Kami, she was talking about. Foundation? Liquid Paper? Primer? None of this caught on and, in fact, he didn't want anything to take, if he was being honest.
Furthermore, Sarumi-chan looked incredible alone in his eyes.
That was probably the best part of this tour for him, to start enjoying just being around her.
He had never understood why she was so embarrassed about her appearance when they were children, even now he could say that, although she had overcome her childish insecurities, there was still some evidence that she had lingering doubts about her appearance. Something he personally blamed her for being too hard on herself than anything wrong with her appearance.
Stealing a look at her out of the corner of his eye and he can't help but be as fascinated by her now as he was when they were younger. Her hair was probably still what attracted him the most, that vibrant but not oppressive shade of red that matched the blood tones and brought a feeling of comforting nostalgia that comes and goes. Those beautiful emerald green eyes that practically hummed with intelligence, care and, at times, just fury, were equally mesmerizing and he often wished he could just hold her in his arms and look into her beautiful eyes.
Naturally, she would finish him off if he tried something like that, but that didn't stop him from dreaming.
Of course, he was still a guy, so whether he liked it or not, he also maintained a silent appreciation for his body as well as his features. Sarumi may not have been ... gifted in the chest department, a point that guaranteed a painful end for anyone stupid enough to mention it out loud, but he personally never saw anything wrong with it. She had grown a modest-sized breast in the past two and a half years, but she more than made up for it in other ways.
Unconsciously, her gaze dropped to her hips and he allowed himself to be lost in the swing of his steps for a moment as he followed her.
What she may have missed in her chest was more than made up for by her firm ass. More than that, Sarumi-chan had incredible legs in general ... toned thighs and calves built with hard training, but still soft to the touch, assuming you could get away with putting your hands on them without getting a kick to break the skull. When they were younger, he sometimes managed to get a quick look at her gay ass in those tight black shorts she wore under her pink dress and ... well, let's just say it was a good thing that he wore those baggy clothes when they were working together.
He was lucky that she never caught him, the thought of his reaction alone sent chills down her spine.
More than all these things, he found her personality the most charming thing about her. It may have been mushy for some, but honestly, there was nothing more appealing to him than her character.
Ardent was the only word that could adequately describe the image that came to mind when he thought of her ... she could be just as stubborn as he did when she wanted to and just as loud too, heh. Not to mention that she had a temperament that few could hope to match, which when combined with her newfound strength meant that crossing her was a path to a world of pain. In addition to these points, however, Sarumi was also a very careful person at heart and that side of her shone brighter when she was working in the hospital taking care of the sick and injured to the best of her ability. Most of the time, when he got hurt, she was the one to treat him, she scolded him for being an idiot, but she was always careful with him when the time came.
He totally trusted her with her life.
"-Yasuaki!"
"Eh? Sorry, Sarumi-chan, I kind of got lost in my own world hehe." He laughed sheepishly, earning a confused sigh from the girl. "What were you saying?"
"I can see it." She snorted, crossing her arms. "I was saying that there is one last place I want to check before we go out to lunch, if you don't mind."
"Of course Sarumi-chan, just show the way and I will follow you." He smiled cheerfully, completely losing the knowing look she quickly gave him before nodding and turning to keep walking.
"Yes, so you can keep looking at me, no doubt." She thought calmly.
Of course she noticed that he was watching her closely as they walked, she was not blind and more to the point that she could see her reflection as they passed the windows of the various stores scattered throughout the commercial district. Initially, the fair and anti-perverted part of her wanted to turn around and hit him on the head for looking at her like this while her back was turned ... but, there was another part of her, one that she was a little embarrassed to admit she had. .. liked the fact that he was looking in your direction.
Even now, as she took him to her new destination, she could once again feel his eyes wandering over her and, without knowing it, she added a little more rhythm to his steps, putting an extra swing on her hips, practically strutting. down the street. As crazy as she wanted to be, she also couldn't deny that it was good to be seen as attractive. Enough that he didn't even stop to look at the many, in his mind, women far more beautiful than herself wandering the streets as well.
Wherever she went out with Kasumi, the two would almost certainly be approached by at least one guy in hopes of making an appointment or maybe an evening with Kasumi. Not that she didn't understand why, since even she admitted that Kasumi was beautiful and her playful personality made her very accessible. Still, everyone failed, as in addition to a little flirtation, Kasumi expressed zero interest in dating anyone who approached her, let alone spending a night with them. So caught up in trying to court the blonde, the guys rarely paid attention to her and those who did were more often trying to recover from their desperate attempts to get Kasumi's attention.
Of course, she also rejected them, but it hurt her pride and confidence as a woman to always be the second choice, the rebound. However, with Yasuaki, that was never really the case, was it? Since they were children, if Yasuaki could choose someone to spend time with or be around, nine times out of ten he would choose her. Even when she yelled at him or hit him, he always came back to her.
She bit her lip of guilt when she was hit by a sudden wave of memories that told her dear friend of her stellar treatment. Of course he had been very annoying at the time, and yes, she knew it wasn't much better, but looking back, she could definitely agree that she had been very tough when dealing with him in the past. He always showered her with nothing but love and, most importantly, attention, attention that she desperately needed when she was young to build her lack of self-confidence and attention that she now enjoyed as a young woman.
Knowing that he still considered her worthy of admiration, even after traveling the world and having had the pleasure of meeting a cast of beauties that were much more receptive to him than she was, made her feel ... special. As if she had something that none of them could hope to match, some hidden beauty that only he could see.
She never thanked him for it and even if she wanted to now, she didn't think she would be able to verbalize it, she wouldn't even know where to start with that conversation.
But when they reached their destination, her face became a few shades darker when a peculiar thought crossed her mind.
Maybe she could thank you in a different way?
…
"So? How am I doing?"
Yasuaki would openly admit that he had no expectations when they entered this boutique, he imagined that Sarumi would take a look at some new sets of clothes as she had done before and then they would go out to lunch as planned. With that in mind, he decided to give up joining her and instead sat in the back of the store, close to the changing rooms. Content to relax and wait for her to do whatever it takes.
Of course, he was a little curious when she suddenly appeared out of nowhere and threw a big pile of clothes beside him before practically strolling through the locker rooms, but he hadn't thought much of it other than a fleeting wave of embarrassment when he realized that Sarumi he was technically changing clothes just a few feet away from him and some less than appropriate images flashed through his mind before he quickly banished them. The last thing he needed was to ruin that pleasant excursion by thinking like a pervert.
Besides, it was Sarumi he was talking about. If she could even get a hint that he was thinking of something perverted, she would undoubtedly send him flying out of the store.
So, you could forgive him for being speechless when she opened the curtain and came out dressed in her new outfit.
"Is that a good silence or a bad silence?"
Hearing the provocation in her voice lifted him out of his stupor.
"G-Good silence ... you look amazing Sarumi-chan!"
Casual was the name of the game and she was absolutely killing it. A beautiful, low-cut designer T-shirt that exposed her slim belly and emphasized the navel area and a pair of denim shorts that practically clung to her cheeky ass like a second skin, squeezing her thighs just enough to call attention to her shapely legs and full hips. He couldn't help blushing as he looked at her, practically choking on his saliva as she spun agonizingly slow to show how perfectly it all fit together.
Unknown to him, however, he was taking everything that Sarumi had to not blush too, she was not to show off, but that was part of her mission, so she couldn't afford to screw it up. She wanted to thank him for always making her feel like the most special girl in the world and what better way than to be a model for him? Kasumi liked to do this when they left, so she copied what her friend did. Obviously, with the two of them being girls, it naturally didn't have the same effect on her that she could see having on him.
She was, however, happy that he was not hiding how much he enjoyed the show, it helped to control her embarrassment, since she at least knew that she was not making a fool of herself at the moment.
"That's a good thing, I didn't know if they matched me or not, but if you say so, then I'll take your word for it." She flashed him a radiant smile before jumping up and grabbing another set of clothes from the pile, making sure to move her ass a little while she rummaged through the pile to keep him distracted. "I have a few more to try, so I hope you continue to give me your honest opinion ~"
"U-Um, I'll do my best." He promised weakly, unsure if he was mentally prepared for the challenge ahead.
…
"She will kill me."
Sarumi had modeled more than a few clothes for him to this point and he wasn't sure if she was doing it intentionally or not, but it seemed like she was constantly luring him into a false sense of security just to leave his mind overwhelmed with a surprise. thrown in. She alternated between very cute or modest clothes before suddenly coming out with more ... "thought-provoking" material. He couldn't read what she was doing, so every pull on the curtain was like a heart attack waiting to happen.
That in itself was bad enough, but the real problem was that seeing her passion in tight, revealing clothes attracted the attention of a certain, very problematic, part of her anatomy. One he was desperately doing his best to hide from his seemingly oblivious teammate. Fortunately, Sarumi seemed to take a little longer to leave this time and he had a brief chance to try to calm down.
Little did he know, that was the reason she was taking so long to get started.
"II should have seen it coming!" She half whispered, half screamed.
Obviously, showing off in front of him would cause some reaction, it wasn't his fault, but the thought that he was nurturing an erection because of her while she was only a few feet away, practically just in her panties!
That was embarrassing on a different level ... but it was also kind of flattering.
As she looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help wondering what he would think if she came out like this. She was currently in a rather bold swimsuit, she and Kasumi had planned a pool party in a few weeks and she intended to buy something cute for the occasion, as they also intended to invite the rest of their friends. Never in her life would she have even considered using it in public and yet here she was, debating about modeling in public for Yasuaki of all people!
It was a strawberry pink two-piece bikini, more string than anything if she was honest and practically exposed everything. She didn't even know why she chose him, maybe just to leave him out to tease him a little, but the more he praised her, the bolder she got and now she was using it!
She asked internally if he saw her like this, would he like it? Would he always remember that? Would he think about it when he needed to ... 'relieve' himself?
That last thought practically made her face all redder than a tomato, but it also left her sinfully curious. This whole thing reminded her a lot of a movie that Kasumi made them watch in secret, the whole case was a secret of girls who were supposed to go to their graves, since it was an 'adult' film and at the time they would have no doubts about furs tanned if your parents found out, but the emotion combined with the taboo made it all the more intense and fun.
She remembered how the woman in the movie had tricked her boyfriend into helping her try something just to attack him the moment he crossed the threshold. From there, the two started doing ... things in that locker room, despite the very real possibility of being caught. Kasumi always said that she was a "good girl", but something about that scene stayed with her for years.
To do something so mortifying, yet stimulating.
"If I called him, would he come for me?"
He probably would, but then what? Would she just wink at him and then try to pretend that nothing had changed between them? This was not a big reward, not to mention it would make things super weird between them.
"I say you call him, we take him for a wild ride, then we make him ours!" Her inner personality raised a fist in excitement, a small trail of blood running down her nose at the thought. "Did you see that thing right? I mean, how can we not ?! Besides, this is supposed to be a reward!"
"This goes far beyond a simple reward!" She hissed.
"Oh, stop being so stubborn! You already admitted that he's probably the best guy we could ever ask for. He's reliable, nice, cute as hell, and he would literally die to keep you safe." The Sarumi Interior folded their arms and nodded wisely as if transmitting great wisdom. "You wouldn't have gone that far if you didn't feel something for him, so stop being a coward, call our man here and let's start this pent-up fantasy right now! I want to feel this thing all the way here, baby!"
She really needed to see a psychiatrist about her inner half ... but she had a point-
"Of course I have a point! I always have a point!"
-If there was no one she even contemplated doing this with, it was him.
…
"Y-Yasuaki?"
"Y-Yes Sarumi-chan?"
"Could you come here for a second, please?"
He could feel his palms starting to sweat the instant the request echoed through the curtain, did she want him to come closer? "A-are you sure?" He asked back, hoping she could see his concern and change his mind. Not to mention that the store was still decently crowded and he didn't want to be hanging around with an armed tent, so to speak.
"Will it just take a quick second, please?"
"C-Right ..." Doing a quick scan, he let out a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was really looking in his direction and he quickly, but carefully, walked over to the booth, adjusting himself a little so that his 'problem' was a little less noticeable. "W-what do you nee-ee?!
His question was interrupted abruptly when a hand reached behind the curtain and grabbed his collar before dragging him inside, his vision spinning when his back was thrown hard against a nearby wall and a hand suddenly closed over his mouth, silencing any screams being heard.
"If you scream, I will kill you." Sarumi's voice practically dripped into his ears like honey and the sound of it took him out of his daze, just for the sight that greeted him made him completely crazy.
Why is she practically naked ?!
Sarumi could fight the blood that ran down her face as she watched him stare at her, his eyes unconsciously traveling over her body and proximity to her meant that she could easily feel his unconscious approval of the situation pressing against her exposed thighs. In any other scenario, she would have adorned it, but now it is exactly what she wanted. Not to mention that Inner Sarumi was drooling in his mind.
"I'm going to ask you a few questions, you won't speak, just shake your head yes or no." She ordered and was not sure how much danger he was in, he nodded too afraid to try to respond at the moment.
"Good. First of all, do you think I'm beautiful?" She asked.
He nodded.
"Did you really think I looked good in those clothes, including the normal ones?" She asked, pressing her free hand against his chest, easing a slight chill from him.
He nodded again.
This time, she pressed herself against him, her bare chest practically rubbing against his. "Were you looking at my ass as we walked today?"
She saw her eyes widen in surprise and he seemed conflicted about the answer, he probably thought she was going to turn him into a pulp of blood. "Answer honestly, I'm not going to hit you."
Upon hearing her assurance, he nodded and, despite everything, she smiled a little at the admission. She knew the answer to all those questions, but she was enjoying it a little more than she thought.
"Stop messing around, bitch, I'm dying here!"
She mentally rolled her eyes before preparing for the last question, this was really the most important for her.
"Last question and you can speak." She shyly removed her hand from her mouth and looked deeply into his eyes. "Do you ... do you still love me?" She asked softly, almost mildly compared to how confident and authoritative she was with the previous questions and Yasuaki found himself frowning despite the embarrassment of the situation. The fact that she was almost naked before him was less important when compared to the fear he heard in her voice.
He never wanted her to be afraid of him.
"I never stopped loving you." He admitted it sincerely. "I stopped because I know how you feel about Takeshi ..." Her face shone with a slight twinge of jealousy, which she didn't miss, and another wave of guilt invaded her. She knew how it feels to not have the person you love return your feelings, but to have to endure seeing the object of your affections chase someone else, someone who didn't even seem to care ...
She didn't deserve it, not at all.
"But I just can't seem to forget about you." He gave her a sad smile. "I don't think I could stop loving you Sarumi-chan, not entirely."
Words could not accurately describe the whirlwind of emotions falling within her. She didn't know what to say, or rather, how to convey what she desperately wanted to say to him.
So forget the words!
Ignoring her embarrassment, she stepped forward and captured his lips with hers, the quickness of everything catching them both off guard for a moment, since neither of them was sure how to respond to the other. Fortunately, feelings that had long been waiting for an exit overcame that feeling of shock and soon both were fueling that well of desire. Clumsy lips finding their rhythm and flaming passions filling the gaps created by their lack of experience.
Sarumi moaned faintly in pleasure when Yasuaki seemed to find her strength again and quickly forced her to go back to the other side of the stall, her back against the cold wooden wall as they continued to exchange spit like water. She felt his hands grab her waist and she moaned softly in approval of her strength, urging him to hold her tighter and kiss her more deeply as if to mark her for himself.
This is not to say that her hands were idle, however, between her fighting breaths, she managed to remain lucid enough to unzip her jacket and have access to the treasure underneath. Almost hungry, she ran her hands over his newly discovered muscle, enjoying the definition of his body, watching in his mind how much he had grown in her absence.
Finally, the need for air forced them to part for a moment. The pair took a few seconds to catch their breath, as well as rationalize what just happened, but both were already craving the taste of each other's lips on their own again. To exchange breaths and devour each other completely.
"We should probably ... get out of here." He whispered in her ear, pressing his forehead against her, he continued to run his hands along her smooth, silky skin, marveling at how under such a small structure there was the potential to break boulders. The urge to kiss her again, among other things, was almost unbearable; he wasn't sure if he could stop if they went again, but they couldn't do that ... not here.
Sarumi's response to his concern, however, was merely to put his hands behind her back, all the while leveling him with perhaps the sexiest pair of eyes he could imagine, and with a tug of string, undoing her blouse. . The flimsy fabric falling to the floor without even a glance when he was greeted by the sight of her full and protruding breasts. Rigid, pink rosebuds protruding outward as the wind passed them.
"We could get out ..." She whispered back, reaching out and taking his hand before bringing them to her now exposed chest, wincing at the feel of his callused hands brushing his hardened nipples. "... Or, you can have me right here ..." She bit her lip and shot him a look of such desire that he could barely avoid pinning her against the wall in that second.
"We could be caught ..." He tried to point, but it was clear that he was totally mesmerized by the sensations of her breasts. It wouldn't be long before he was convinced, and at this point, she didn't much care about being caught.
"So I think we'd better be quiet ..." She practically purred, hooking her thumb on the ends of the remaining piece of swimsuit. The barely contained lust danced in her eyes as she lightly pulled the thin fabric, sliding it down just enough so that he could see the slightest hint of a neatly trimmed bush, as pink as her hair.
She was managing to make this fantasy come true, even if it killed her.
Whatever resistance Yasuaki might have died quickly with the implications and she was lucky that he took the initiative to lure her in for a second fiery kiss, otherwise anyone who approached would have heard his moan of joy as he played caution in the wind and attacked her like a hungry wolf.
Just like in the movie ~
…
"That's it, stud! Fuck me anyway! Hit me with that fucking monster, you big son of a bitch! Let this store know that I belong to you!"
For the first time, she and the inner voice were in agreement, however, she just wished she were lucky enough to be just as loud, but unfortunately, if she didn't want to be caught, she needed to restrain herself.
"Guh! Unff! Y-Yasuaki, stronger!" She half whispered, half moaned when his pelvis crashed against hers, the sensation of his throbbing member hitting violently against his inner walls causing his toes to curl and his eyes to roll lazily over his head. She suppressed a cry of ecstasy as he ran along her neck and his tightening on her currently raised thigh increased as he continued to pierce her currently drooling cunt, the muffled hiss from her pelvis impacting her swollen lips causing erotic shivers below her spine spine and increasing the electrifying element of danger that they can be heard.
His thick ass rippled and bounced against the wall with each swing of his arched thrusts, the pleasurable thud of his body randomly hitting hers as his breath tickled the back of her neck was enough to leave her reeling in the mist of pleasure. If it weren't for the fact that he was keeping her, she would undoubtedly have fallen with the overwhelming sensation of the bestial rod currently filling her taut vulva.
"We could have had this years ago!" Her inner self practically moaned as she rolled on the floor of her mind, her face contorted with a perverted smile. As if she were the only one being used, she liked a walking idiot. "He's punching our womb! Fuck it!" She moaned with approval, without complaining about the development.
She almost screamed when Yasuaki growled in her ear and lifted her other leg in the air and instinctively her arms went up to hold her as he pulled her hips forward, her body bending as he pinned her between him and the wall. Without even giving her a warning, her campaign speed against her bowels increased and she almost bit her tongue in an attempt to silence the scream that wanted to tear her apart with the renewed pounding of her already shaking walls.
There was no mercy when she tucked the length of his penis into her quivering vulva. Her belly churned and shook as he used it as some kind of toy, paying no attention to her in favor of burying his cock as deeply as possible inside her and she was loving every dying second of it. Locking her shaky legs around his waist, she felt his hands move up her thighs, squeezing and caressing them as he passed, before reaching for the pillow behind which she eagerly dug her fingers into the pasty flesh, anxiously massaging the mounds. flexible while continuing to punch his core with his animalistic impulse.
"Fuck, I love your ass." He growled, his teeth scraping lightly over her skin. Marking her territory, as well as leading her further in the height of pleasure "I love you Sarumi-chan ..."
"I-Ugh, I know ..." She whispered back, tightening the walls around him in response to his admission of love to assure him that the feeling was mutual. "II bet you dreamed of doing that, huh? Fuck your Sarumi-chaaaan?!" She hissed, throwing her head back when he passed a particularly sensitive spot inside her. He was relentless, but in all the best ways.
He didn't respond, but she could feel her violent contraction at his words and the same wave of confidence that drove her to this moment came back with a vengeance. A wave of erotic joy led her to the thought of finding out how distorted he wanted her.
"Y-did you dream of taking me like this?" She whispered vehemently, her face red, but drunk with pleasure. "Maybe pushing me against a tree or hitting my tight pussy on the grass?" She moaned, filling her head with dirty images of them in heat after a hard day of training. Sweat-covered bodies pounding together, exhausted, but eager to fulfill their carnal desires.
He groaned and grabbed her tighter in response to her dirty talk and the well of power only grew in her.
"Damn, this is so hot ..." Inner Sarumi squeaked in surprise as he watched his dominant personality whisper all kinds of obscene situations in his man's ear, all while he practically reshaped his insides. "Tell him, girl ... make him wonder what he could do to us! ~"
"I know ... no! I know you used to sneak into the h-hot springs ... did you hope I could be there?" She rolled her hips at the same time as her thrusts, rubbing his cock against every inch of its walls. "Alone, just begging you to join me?" She practically composed herself with the thought. The soothing water running over her as he practically took her breath away. Her frantic drilling of her sending foamy water splashing in the air as he left her nothing more than a wailing mess, too lost to do anything but accept the intrusion.
Her words were having their intended effect on him as well. Her thrusts were faster, more brutal, more animalistic ... the hitting of her hips against her ass would have been audible to anyone who passed by, but she was beyond caring at this point. Her walls welcomed her invasion, her violent kisses against her cervix that sent shock waves that almost turned her mind into porridge. Like an addiction, she squeezed him tighter, refusing to allow him to fully escape the limits of her drooling cunt, little splashes of her own arousal squirting on the floor with each stroke of her hips.
"We can wear our old uniform, the one with the short, skinny shorts!" Inner Sarumi joined him, equally involved in the new conjured fantasies. "Make him bend and destroy us as he should have done years ago! Mount us like a dog and make us too sore to walk!"
The thought of her younger self running away with Yasuaki for "private training" was suddenly much more attractive than it should have been and she inwardly cursed her inner personality for bringing it up, as well as herself for missing out on the opportunity because she was too blind to see what was sitting right in front of her.
Then again, chakra cloning techniques were one thing, so maybe she could still have that.
"S-Sarumi-chan ..." He groaned in her ear and she knew only from his tone that he was ready to explode.
"I'm here, I'm yours!" She kissed him, savoring the taste of his lips against hers, his tongue curling against hers.
That was enough to break the dam that held him and his vision exploded into stars. His uterus came to life when bomb after bomb of thick, melted baby mass erupted in his untouched quarters. Her walls tightened like a vise and inside she could feel every inch of that pulsing tower inside her as it flowed wave after wave in her greedy vagina. The sensation of ecstasy triggered her own release as well and the two waves of excitement merged and merged within her chamber, stretching her inner walls in a way that was unlike anything she had ever felt before.
She was grateful that her lips were still together because there was nothing she could do to stop the cry of pure happiness that left her mouth with the sweeping filling. Her toes curled and flexed with the tremor, all the while the sticky cream dripped slowly from her now-full pussy. The white liquid falling wildly to the ground on vicious trails.
For a moment, the two simply remained silent, breathing hard, the only audible sound between them. Such was the intensity of the silence that they could easily hear the sound of other customers walking around the store, chattering without knowing what to expect if they pulled the curtain. The face of her freshly creamy vulva dripping with a mixture of fluid arousal and her man's dog-breaker tucked comfortably inside her.
The excitement only made the rapture much better.
Slowly, once she was sure that she had enough strength to do this. She unwrapped his legs from his waist and stood up carefully, pulling his length out of her and moaning slightly as his bulbous head slid through its still sensitive folds. The cream paste he poured slowly down her leg without him covering it.
"You made a mess." She scolded, although it was clear that she was not mad at the satisfied smile on her face.
He smiled and hugged her, enjoying the feel of her skin under her hands. "It's not my fault, Sarumi-chan is very sexy." He whimpered, caressing her face against the top of her head, earning a small flush of pink from the causal shape he now praised.
"Fictitious." She scoffed, before looking down and realizing, to her shock, that he was still hard, despite having let out what appeared to be a liter of sperm inside her. "Are you still hard?"
Now it was her turn to blush and look away. "Sarumi-chan is very sexy ..."
"You have no hope, I hope you know that." She sighed before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek and wrapping her arms around his neck. "How about we stop at the Hot Pepper for lunch and then you and I can go back to your house and be as loud as we want, hmm?" She whispered.
Sizzling Pepper and Sarumi-chan?
"I hope you understand how much I love you now." He murmured making her laugh.
"I have an idea, but feel free to show me after we eat something." She giggled, she would remember that moment for the rest of her life.
Now, they just needed to solve all this and leave without being caught by a certain heiress of the main line of the Shintori Clan called Yoruichi who likes to spy on a certain Yasuaki ...