Mitsuko still lingered close, her sultry smile masking her pride in the way she had taken control of Kira. But Kira's mind was now clearer, the fog of his lust subsiding just enough to give him a wicked thought—one that made his blood boil and pulse harder.
He met her gaze, and something shifted. Mitsuko's smirk faltered for the briefest moment as Kira's hand shot out, gripping her wrist tightly. The firm, sudden touch sent a jolt through her, and she froze, her eyes widening as she felt his strength.
"Oh, you think you've got me figured out, huh, Mom?" Kira growled, his voice low and rough. "Think you can just play with me like that?"
Mitsuko's breath hitched, a flicker of something—uncertainty, maybe even a little fear—flashing in her eyes. But she quickly masked it, her lips curling into a mocking smile. "Kira… darling, you couldn't—"
SLAP!
Before she could finish, Kira's hand came down hard on her ass, the sharp crack echoing in the room. Mitsuko's eyes widened in shock as the sting spread through her, her body betraying her with a soft gasp.
"Oh!" she moaned involuntarily, her cheeks flushing with a mix of arousal and disbelief.
"You've been running the show, Mom. But let's see how you like it when I take the lead," Kira snarled, his voice dripping with confidence now, the power dynamic shifting in an instant. "You're always so damn proud, aren't you? Always so in control. Not anymore."
With a firm grip, Kira spun her around, pressing Mitsuko against the bathroom wall. Her body tensed as she felt the cool tile against her skin, her breath quickening as Kira's presence loomed behind her. She could feel his heat, his breath on her neck, and her body reacted despite herself.
"K-Kira," she stammered, her voice breathy, her earlier confidence starting to crack. "W-what are you—"
SLAP! SLAP!
Another set of sharp slaps landed on her ass, each one harder than the last, the sound filling the room. Mitsuko gasped, her hands splaying out against the wall as her body trembled from the force of it.
"You like that, don't you, Mom?" Kira's voice was dark, teasing as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "All that pride, all that control… I'm gonna break it. Gonna make you beg."
Mitsuko's body shivered at his words, her mind spinning as she tried to keep up. She had never seen this side of Kira—this raw, commanding presence that left her speechless. But something inside her stirred, a heat pooling low in her belly as his words sank in.
"Y-you wouldn't dare…" Mitsuko whispered, though her voice lacked conviction. She was already starting to crack.
"Oh, I dare," Kira hissed, his hand sliding down her back, gripping her hips tightly. "I'm going to make you mine. Completely."
Without another word, Kira slammed his hips forward, his cock pressing against her entrance with an unforgiving force. Mitsuko gasped, her body arching against the wall as he pushed into her, the sudden fullness overwhelming her senses.
"Aah! Kira!" she cried out, her voice strained as the intensity of his thrust took her by surprise. There was no gentleness, no patience—only raw, primal force as Kira claimed her.
"Feel that?" Kira growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he thrust again, harder this time, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the bathroom. Slap! Slap! Slap! "This is what you get for thinking you could control me. I'm in charge now."
Mitsuko's breath came in ragged gasps, her hands clawing at the tile as her body struggled to keep up with the onslaught of pleasure. Her mind was a haze of conflicting emotions—pride, submission, lust. She had always been in control, always the one calling the shots. But now, Kira was breaking her down, taking away her power, and the worst part was… she liked it.
Slap! Slap!
"Ah! Ah! Kira…! I…" Mitsuko's words were lost in a moan as Kira's pace quickened, his cock pounding into her with relentless force. The way he filled her, stretched her, was more than she could handle, and her once-proud composure crumbled under the weight of her desire.
"Look at you, Mom," Kira taunted, his voice thick with lust as he leaned over her, his lips brushing against her ear. "You were so high and mighty… now you're just a needy little thing, aren't you?"
Mitsuko whimpered, her pride shattered as the words hit home. She was a mess, her body betraying her with every moan, every gasp, as Kira took control of her, leaving her powerless under him.
Slap! Slap!
The slapping of skin against skin grew louder, more frantic as Kira's pace intensified, his hips slamming into hers with an animalistic fervor. Mitsuko's body shook with every thrust, her walls clenching tightly around him, drawing him deeper.
"Kira… oh god…" she moaned, her voice barely a whisper now. She was losing herself, completely undone by the son she thought she could control. But now, he was in control, and there was no going back.
Kira's hand moved from her hips, slipping around to her front, fingers finding her clit with ease. Mitsuko's body jolted at the sudden touch, her knees nearly buckling as he teased her sensitive bundle of nerves.
"You're gonna come, aren't you, Mom?" Kira growled, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he felt her trembling beneath him. "You're gonna come for your son, and you're gonna love every second of it."
Mitsuko couldn't hold back anymore. With a desperate cry, her body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her with an intensity that left her breathless. Her legs shook, her hands clenching into fists as she came hard, her walls spasming around Kira's cock.
"Aah! Kira…!" she cried, her voice breaking as the pleasure overtook her. All of her pride, all of her control—gone, replaced by pure, unfiltered need.
Kira grinned, his own release nearing as he watched his mother fall apart beneath him. With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his cock twitching as he came, filling her with thick, hot spurts of cum.
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A/ N : 😅😅 Can anyone post an image of the HOTD characters."