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Miu wasn't sure what was happening. One minute she had been in her lab, the next she was being pulled back to her room by Kokichi. Maybe she had been working a little too long, gone too long without sleep, and it was making her a bit hazier than she would normally be, but that was no reason for her boyfriend to pull her out of her lab. It wasn't until she was pushed onto her bed that she actually spoke up though.
"Hey! What's your problem?"
Kokichi didn't answer her. He turned around and went back to the door, locking it behind him before turning around looking her over with a critical eye.
Miu shrank back a bit. "Wh-what's that look for?"
"You're a mess," he told her as he walked slowly back toward the bed.
"What?"
"When was the last time you went to sleep?" he demanded, stopping beside her bed, hands on his hips as he looked down at her. "Or took a bath?"
"That's none of your business," she replied.
Kokichi raised his eyebrow and just stared at her.
Miu dropped her gaze to the ground, feeling her cheeks heat up under his scrutiny. She couldn't help the way she began to fidget, the way she began to press her thighs together and wring her hands as she suffered the intensity of his gaze.
Kokichi just sighed and moved closer. "We're getting you a bath." He reached for the ribbon on her shirt and tugged the bow loose.
Miu brushed his hand away. "I can take care of myself," she objected, still not looking at her.
Kokichi grabbed her wrist and pushed them to the bed, hovering over her. "No you can't," he told her softly. Her face became even more red as he moved closer, practically whispering in her ear. "So I'll do it for you."
Miu felt frozen in place even after he released her wrist. His hands moved lower, ignoring her shirt entirely to tug at her skirt. "Y-you're gonna start there?" she squeaked.
Kokichi ignored her, tugging her skirt down her legs and then off. Then he continued undressing her from the bottom up, removing her boots, her socks, hooking his fingers in her underwear and sliding it down. Miu had to close her eyes at that point, not wanting to see his expression when he saw the mess he was making of her by doing almost nothing at all.
"Hey." Kokichi flicked her forehead. "You gonna make me do all the work here?"
"Sh-shut up!" she yelled without opening her eyes.
He sighed. "You're hopeless." He pulled her up into a sitting position, pulling her shirt over her head and slipping behind her to unhook her bra. Once she was fully naked, his hands brushed along her shoulders briefly before lightly shoving at her back. "Get in the bathroom already!"
"Eek! Alright!" Miu said, practically jumping to her feet and blushing deeply when she remembered how naked she was. She almost turned to look back at him, but a part of her was afraid to see what the expression on his face would be. Instead, she just kept her head down as she hurried into the bathroom. She went to the bathtub, turning the knobs for the water before having her hands knocked away.
"I'll do it," he told her. His tone left no room for argument. She tried anyway.
"B-but..."
He turned to look at her, giving her a flat look that had her pulling her hands back out of his way. He turned back to the water and began filling the tub instead of turning on the shower. "If you didn't do it before, why do you think you can do it now?" he asked with an eye roll. "Clearly you need a supreme leader to take care of you or else you just fall apart."
"I'm not helpless," she objected.
"No, you're not," he agreed. Kokichi turned to smirk at her. "And doesn't that just make it worse, that you could have done this but you didn't? You need me."
Miu didn't know what to say to that. She stood there feeling chastised and embarrassed and uncertain, her arms moving to vaguely cover herself but still feeling fidgety and restless.She looked up to watch Kokichi as dumped too much bubblebath into her tub, collected a washcloth and a towel, and then stopped to stare at her expectantly.
"What?"
"Get in," he told her.
"Why are you--"
"Snap snap," he said impatiently, snapping his fingers in her face for emphasis. "I don't have all day."
There wasn't really any point in protesting by now anyway, so Miu did as he said, stepping into the tub and sitting down as it filled up around her. She expected Kokichi to leave after the tub was filled, which might have been a problem considering how tired she still was. No doubt that getting comfortable in a warm bath would make her fall asleep and that could only spell disaster.
He didn't leave though. Once the tub was filled enough and he turned off the water, Kokichi rolled up his sleeves, dunked the washcloth into the water, and began to run it over her skin.
"You don't have to," she told him.
"I'm going to," he replied simply. "Someone needs to take care of you when you're like this."
Miu would normally object, or at least attempt to, but it was warm and she was comfortable and it was nice to have Kokichi looking after her.
He poured soap onto the washcloth, lathered it up, and then reached for one of her arms. Miu watched him as he quietly scrubbed the rag over her arm, starting at her fingertips, moving up her arm, and then to her shoulder. He moved her arm to the side so that he could wash her neck and shoulders, then went to the other arm. Once that was done, he moved to her back. Miu closed her eyes, enjoying the pampering.
"You really need to take care of yourself better," he said softly.
"Hmm?" shed hummed drowsily.
Kokichi moved from her lower back to her stomach, and then to her breast. "You're going to fuck yourself up if you keep skipping meals. You'll mess up your skin if you keep forgetting to take breaks and shower."
"It's not like I do it on purpose," she huffed. She was just busy and got caught up in her own things. She was a gorgeous girl genius, she had things to do. She didn't always have time to stop for petty things.
"Stupid," he said as he moved on to washing her legs, tapping her thighs to make her lift it from the water. "That's no excuse." His touch was soft and thorough, as he moved from her one leg to the other and up her thighs. Then, so smoothly she almost didn't notice, he went from touching her with the cloth to touching her with his hand as he stroked along her thighs and to her core.
Miu gasped as his fingers stroked her lips gently, before sliding into her, his other hand ghosting over her shoulders, around her waist, to cup her breast. "This body is mine, you know, so you better take better care of it."
"It-it's not--"
Kokichi squeezed her breast and she gasped. "It is. It's mine and it's beautiful, so you better be good to it."
Miu couldn't help the way she spread her legs to make more room for his fingers, the way she pushed herself further into his hands. "Hhnngg," she whined in the back of her throat, pleasure spreading through her like a wildfire.
Kokichi pressed his lip to her temple. "That sound is mine, too," he told her. "The sounds you make when I touch you are the best ones, you know. And the way your body moved when you can't help but crave more of me."
"Kokichi..."
"Look at how wide your thighs spread," he went on. "Look at how you press your boobs into my hands. You're so horny and helpless, of course I need to take care of you. Who else ever could."
Miu hated it when he read her this easily. She hated feeling so transparent. She wished he would treat her like this all the time.
"Please..." she whispered.
"Please what?" he asked, his thumb flicking over her nipple. "What do you want?"
"I need more," she told him.
Kokichi pinched her nipple, leaning forward to capture her lips and swallow the sound that exploded out of her. His tongue danced along her own, ravishing her mouth expertly and kissing her until she was dizzy and breathless. When he finally pulled away, he didn't go far. "More what?" he asked. "Say what you want, Miu. Tell me or I'll stop."
"Fuck, I hate you so much," she told him. His fingers began to slow and she made a panicked sound before she hastily spoke. "I want to cum, please Kokichi! I need it!"
Kokichi pressed his thumb to her clit while he continued pressing his fingers in and out of her. Miu swore as he tried to push herself against his hands, panting as she let herself focus solely on the feeling of his fingers on her skin. It didn't take very much more for him to push her over the edge and she moaned loudly when she did so. Kokichi slowly pulled his finger out of her and kissed her neck softly. "Close your eyes," he told her. "I need to wash your hair and then we can put you to bed, okay?"
Miu sighed, all the tension having fled her body as she nodded. She closed her eyes and waited for Kokichi to do as he pleased.
He dribbled a bit of water over head before beginning to lather her hair. She sighed as she felt him massaging her scalp, combing his fingers through the tangles, before finally pouring water over her head a few times to rinse all the soap out. She heard him getting up, felt the water beginning to drain from the bath, but before she could open her eyes a towel was pressed onto her face. It was only there for a moment before it was pushed back so that he could gently towel off her hair.
"Stand up," he told her.
Miu did so, opening her eyes finally so that she could watch him. She stepped out of the bath and Kokichi used another towel to dry her off. He went limb by limb, starting with her arms, her back, her front, before finally moving down to her legs and feet. When he looked up and found her watching, he hopped to his feet quick enough that she was caught off guard when his lips suddenly found hers. Miu almost jerked away in surprise, but Kokichi's hand slipped into her hair and grabbed hold of her, holding her in place until he was done.
"Let's get you to bed," he whispered once he finally released her lips.
Miu was breathless as she allowed him to lead her back to the bed. She glanced briefly at her drawers, considering whether or not to look for sleepwear. Kokichi caught her gaze and just shook his head.
"You don't need them."
"You're being real pushy today," she told him.
He scoffed. "And?" He pulled the blanket down from her made bed and then shoved her back onto it. "No one asked you."
Miu took a deep breath, preparing to yell at him as she usually would, but found all the air leaving her when he suddenly straddled her. "Ah..." Whatever she'd planned to say dissolved into nothing but sound.
"Stop trying to fight me," he told her. "I'm going to fuck you until you fall asleep and you'll thank me for it in the morning."
Miu's face was red hot and the noise she made was like a machine stuttering. He grinned at her response, leaning down to kiss her again. First softly, and then more deeply, his tongue languidly exploring her mouth as his hands gently brushed over her body. He gently cupped her face for a moment, before letting his hands wander down to breast and brush across her nipples. Then they ventured further, down to her thighs, stroking them as he gently pried them apart.
Kokichi pulls away from her lips to kiss down her neck, then to her breast. He presses his lips to both her nipples before continuing his path downward and settling himself between her thighs. He looked up to meet her eyes, grinning as his hand reached between them to stroke up her lips. Miu gasped as he dragged his fingers through her wet folds and a full body shudder went through her in anticipation.
"Relax Miu," he told her softly. "Close your eyes."
Miu didn't have the desire to disobey.
She whined as she felt him spreading her folds open, the sound turning into a moan as she he licked a line up her folds. He lapped at her slowly, softly, arousing and relaxing her in nearly equal measures. She began trying to push herself against him but he placed a hand on his hips and firmly held her down.
"Kokichi," she whined. She opened her eyes to look down at him.
Kokichi looked back up at her, licking her once more before answering her. "You're not in control here, Miu."
He went back to teasing her with slow strokes and soft licks. The pace was driving her crazy and she thought that that might have been his plan all along, to drive her out of her mind and make her go crazy.
Then he sucked on her clit and she practically screamed. Kokichi increased his pace suddenly, rolling his tongue over her clit while slipping two fingers into her. The change was nearly overwhelming and she sobbed in pleasure as she pushed her quickly to her limit. She screamed as she came, but he didn't stop.
Kokichi continued attacking her oversensitive clit, pressing down on her hips again when she tried to squirm away. It was too much, too good. She grabbed onto the sheets as her hips struggled to find more friction while being held down by Kokichi's firm grasp. She was panting and trembling, her entire body begging for release one way or the other.
Kokichi sucked hard on her clit and she screamed. Her vision went white. Hot pleasure crashed over her and for a moment, her entire mind went blank.
Miu's body felt boneless when she came back to herself. Kokichi was still gently lapping her folds and she whined. He stroked her hip, lifting his head to kiss her thigh. "Shh, just rest. I got you."
Miu whined again and closed her eyes, leaving her body in Kokichi's hands.
She was surprised to find that she was asleep before too much longer.