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Maki was certainly not used to seeing Yuuta so... confident.
Yuuta Okkotsu, the shy and soft spoken student who was a bit of a nervous wreck the day he enrolled into Jujutsu High, was now a new man. Sure, maybe it was the two years abroad in Africa that made him a lot more independent, and it was also obvious to Maki that he was no longer a kid anymore, but there was something more to it. It wasn't just confidence, it was cockiness.
Of course, he was never straight-up arrogant. He was still a little polite and shy around her, but he had this aura about him, a smirk that said 'I know I'm good'. Maki would've been a liar if she didn't admit that it was attractive as hell, but she wasn't gonna tell him that. She'd rather die.
Plus, that attitude was just asking for her to beat it out of him.
Because, surely, the cockiness could be beaten out of him, right? He couldn't possibly have gotten that much better in hand-to-hand combat. His special-grade status was due to Rika's cursed energy, and the fact that he had a rather powerful cursed technique. But, when it came down to it, Yuuta had always been a novice in close-quarters combat.
She'd been watching him spar with Toge and Panda, and it seemed as though her assumption was correct. He had gotten a little stronger, yes, but he was still too green to beat her.
Easy.
She watched as he and Toge circled each other, and Yuuta's eyes flitted over to her, before returning to his opponent. His smirk was so obvious. Maki scoffed. What a cocky little brat.
He's not even a challenge for her. She'd have him on the ground within two minutes.
So, later that day, when she caught him alone in the hallway, she jumped at the opportunity.
"Hey, Yuuta!" Maki called out, and Yuuta spun around and smiled brightly at her.
"Hi, Maki! What's up?" He asked.
Maki leaned against the wall, and crossed her arms.
"You've been back for a week, and you haven't sparred with me yet," she said, narrowing her eyes.
"Oh, right! Sorry, I just, uh, I've been busy with missions and stuff, you know," Yuuta said, smiling nervously. "We can definitely do it soon though."
"You've been training with Toge and Panda," she stated, raising her eyebrow. "Why haven't you asked me?"
Yuuta's cheeks flushed, and he stammered, "Well, um, I- I didn't want to, uh-"
"To what? Think you'd lose? Or, you're scared you won't be able to handle me?" Maki asked, her lips curling into a smirk.
She expected him to blush and shy away, as he usually did when she teased him, but this time was different.
Yuuta narrowed his eyes and his expression changed. It wasn't the sweet smile, nor was it the timid, nervous look. Instead, it was something new, a look she had never seen before. It was... almost... challenging.
For a moment, they just stood there, staring at each other. The air was tense and thick, and the only thing Maki could focus on was how hot it suddenly got in that hallway.
But then Yuuta's expression changed again.
He looked down and smiled sheepishly.
"Okay, fine, you got me. You're the best in close-combat, so obviously I'm a little hesitant, but... I've improved a lot too, you know," he said.
Maki's mouth parted open a bit in shock. What the hell was that? Where did the previous look go? She had half a mind to call him out on it, but, for some reason, she found herself at a loss for words.
She quickly composed herself.
"I'm sure you did," Maki said. "I'll kick your ass just like I always have."
Yuuta looked up and smiled brightly, and this time, Maki's breath hitched a bit. That was his normal smile, the sweet, gentle one that was so fucking innocent. It was the complete opposite of the smirk he gave her a minute ago.
"Okay, great! When are we doing it?" He asked.
Maki shrugged and uncrossed her arms. "Right now. Let's go."
"Wait, really?!"
"What, scared?" Maki asked, her eyebrows furrowing.
He wasn't scared, her brain was telling her. That look he gave her a few moments ago said that he wasn't scared. So, what was that? Why was he suddenly acting so meek and nervous? Was it a facade?
"N-no, of course not!" He said, his face red.
"Then what's wrong?"
"Nothing! Just- let's go, then!"
Maki's eyes narrowed as she followed Yuuta to the field. Something was definitely off.
Yuuta took off his jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt. Maki had to admit that, even though he was lean, his muscles were well-defined. He was definitely not the same scrawny kid that he was two years ago.
They circled each other and got into their stances. Yuuta was still smiling, but it wasn't a teasing smile. It was gentle, as though he didn't want to fight her.
Maki's lips curled into a smirk. He had no idea what was coming to him.
They stood there for a few moments before Maki lunged forward and went for the first punch. Yuuta managed to dodge it and tried to get her back with his fist. Maki was quick though, and blocked his hit. They continued like this for a while, and Maki was getting confident.
She was right. He didn't stand a chance.
But then she noticed something.
As she went in for another punch, she noticed that his moves seemed a little too calculated. Almost like he was reading her movements and letting her make the first move, before responding.
She stopped.
"Why are you going easy on me?" She asked, her eyes narrowing.
"I- I'm not!"
"You are," she stated, before going in for another punch.
Yuuta dodged it easily.
"No, I'm not!"
"Bullshit," Maki growled. "I don't know what kind of games you're playing, but I'm not here to play around, Yuuta."
"Neither am I!"
"You're fucking with me, and I hate being made a fool," Maki said, before grabbing his arm and pulling him towards her. "Fight me, dammit. I can handle you."
There was a slight change in his expression, and she noticed it. She let go of his arm, and they backed away.
"Are you sure you can handle me?" He asked, a mischievous smirk forming on his lips.
"Yes, I can," she said, before trying to hit him again.
She had expected him to dodge, but instead, he caught her arm and twisted it behind her back. Her breath hitched.
"What makes you say that?" Yuuta asked.
There was something off in his voice. It was lower than usual, and almost... sultry.
Maki felt a shiver run through her spine.
She used all her strength and managed to free her arm. She spun around and threw another punch, but Yuuta grabbed her arm again. This time, however, he pushed her backwards until her back hit the wall.
Maki was stunned.
His hand was tight around her wrist and he leaned forward, their faces inches apart.
"What the hell was that, Yuuta?" She asked, her heart beating erratically.
Yuuta smirked, and her heart nearly stopped.
"I guess I've just gotten better, Maki," he said.
It was a complete change in attitude. His soft and timid demeanor had disappeared, and he was replaced by this confident, sexy bastard. Maki felt the heat pooling between her legs, and she cursed herself internally.
She was a jujutsu sorcerer, and she had control over her body. There was no way she was getting turned on by this.
But then Yuuta leaned in a bit closer, his breath fanning across her face, and she was a goner.
"Try me," she breathed out.
The look Yuuta gave her made her knees weak, and she felt like the room was spinning.
She broke her wrist free and pushed him backwards. Yuuta stumbled a bit and Maki used that as an opportunity to pin him against the wall. She smirked triumphantly.
"Is this your plan? Make me lose focus and catch me off guard?" she asked.
Yuuta smirked back.
"Am I making you lose focus, Maki?"
Maki was taken aback by his words.
"What?"
Yuuta's face flushed.
"N-nothing," he stuttered, suddenly looking shy and nervous again.
The fucker.
"No, finish what you were gonna say, Yuuta."
"Uh, nothing, I was just, um-," Yuuta started, his cheeks flushing an even deeper red.
"Finish your sentence," Maki commanded, her voice firm.
That seemed to work, because Yuuta's expression changed and his gaze dropped down to her lips.
"I asked if I'm making you lose focus, Maki," Yuuta repeated, his voice low. "Am I turning you on?"
Maki froze.
She knew the answer. Of course, he was turning her on. She was absolutely, completely, utterly, and embarrassingly turned on.
Maki felt the heat creeping up her neck and to her cheeks.
"Fuck you," she growled.
Yuuta's lips curled into a smirk.
"Well, if you're down, then I'm down."
Maki's lips parted open in shock.
"What?"
Yuuta shrugged, and he had the audacity to look nonchalant.
"You heard me," he said.
Maki had always seen him as a meek and timid kid, but he was anything but. She was so, so screwed.
And the worst part was that she didn't care.
"Tell you what," she started, the words leaving her mouth before her brain could process them. "If you can pin me down, then we can do whatever the fuck you want."
Yuuta's eyes widened, and for a moment, he looked nervous and surprised. Then, his expression changed again.
His mouth curved into a cocky smirk, and Maki hated how much she loved it.
"Whatever I want?" he asked.
Maki could feel the heat spreading down her body and settling between her legs. She knew he was making her feel this way. He had her exactly where he wanted.
"If you can beat me, that is," she said, a hint of playfulness in her voice. "Don't get too excited, Yuuta."
Yuuta chuckled, and the sound made her weak in the knees.
"Oh, trust me, Maki," he started. "I'm excited."
Before Maki could react, Yuuta lunged forward and she could barely dodge his attack. The way he moved was quick and calculated, and she could see the difference in his fighting style.
That bastard had been playing her the entire time.
She blocked his next punch and tried to trip him, but he was faster. He caught her leg and pushed her down to the ground, the force of his movement sending her back and him on top of her.
She had no time to think before his hands were around her wrists and pinning her down to the floor.
They were both breathing heavily, and Maki could feel the heat emanating from his body. His face was so close to hers, and as soon as he caught his breath, he was smirking again.
Maki hated how much it turned her on.
"Looks like I win," he whispered.
Maki was not used to being in a situation where she was under someone else, let alone Yuuta. She felt a wave of heat rushing through her body, and she knew that the wetness between her legs was growing more prominent.
"Whatever, let me go," Maki grunted.
Yuuta cocked his head to the side.
"I thought you said if I pinned you down, then we could do whatever I wanted."
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Maki was fucked.
"Right. Well, by all means, have your way," Maki said, trying to seem unfazed.
Yuuta leaned down, his face so close to hers. Maki felt her cheeks heating up and her heart was racing. She could feel his breath on her skin, and she could see the slight glint in his eyes.
"Do you know what I want, Maki?"
She knew, she knew. Fuck, did she know.
Maki shook her head.
"No," she lied.
Yuuta chuckled, and the sound made her toes curl.
"Well, I want to hear you beg," he whispered.
Maki felt like her heart stopped.
She had never begged in her life. Not to any of the Zen'in bastards, not to anyone. But the way Yuuta's voice was so deep and sultry made her weak. She felt her legs shaking and she wanted nothing more than for him to kiss her.
But she couldn't let him know that.
"I'll never beg, especially not to you," she challenged.
Yuuta smirked.
"We'll see about that."
He released his hold on her wrists, and she thought he was backing down, but, instead, his fingers began tracing along her sides, slowly dragging his fingertips up and down.
Maki gasped and shivered at his touch. His hands were so warm and she could feel his nails digging slightly into her skin.
"What are you doing?" she whispered.
"What does it look like I'm doing, Maki?"
Yuuta continued his ministrations, and she let out a soft moan.
"T-touching me."
"Correct," Yuuta whispered. "Do you want me to stop?"
Maki bit her lip.
"N-no."
Yuuta smiled softly and leaned in to kiss her jaw. Maki's eyes fluttered shut and she tilted her head to the side, allowing him more access. Yuuta continued his path of kisses, and Maki felt her whole body heating up.
Yuuta's lips were so soft and she could feel the wetness between her thighs increasing. He placed kisses down her neck, and she let out a soft sigh. Yuuta paused for a moment, his lips hovering over her pulse point.
"Tell me, Maki, did you think about me when I was gone?"
The question was so unexpected, and Maki was caught off guard. She opened her eyes and stared at him, her face burning.
"Why would I think about you?" she asked, her voice shaky.
"I don't know, because I'm a good person to think about?"
Maki scoffed.
"You were just a kid two years ago, what would I have to think about?"
"Hm," Yuuta hummed, before pressing a kiss to her pulse point, making her gasp. "Do you still think I'm a kid, Maki?"
"N-no," Maki moaned.
"I thought not."
Yuuta continued his trail of kisses and reached her collarbone.
"You're not a kid either," he murmured, as his tongue darted out to taste her skin.
Maki groaned and her hands went to grip his shirt.
"Good. Then, don't treat me like one."
The implications of her words hung in the air, and Yuuta stopped his kisses. Maki's eyes fluttered open, and she saw Yuuta staring at her with dark, hungry eyes.
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, really," she said, her voice a bit firmer.
"How do you want me to treat you, Maki?"
Maki knew she was in trouble. And with every word her stupid, horny brain would make her say, she was getting herself in deeper. But there was something about him, something that made her feel like she was going to lose her mind if he didn't touch her.
"However you want," Maki finally said, her voice soft and desperate. "I told you I can handle you."
A dark chuckle escaped his lips, and it was a sound that she would never forget.
"Oh, trust me, Maki," Yuuta said, his hand traveling up to the hem of her shirt. "I know you can."
With that, his hands slid under her shirt and traveled up her stomach. She could feel his fingertips grazing the underside of her breasts, and her breath hitched.
"I want to hear you beg," Yuuta whispered against her ear, his breath hot and heavy.
"Never," Maki breathed out, despite her arousal.
Yuuta let out a frustrated sigh and his fingers brushed against her nipples, causing her to moan.
"Beg, Maki."
"Make me," she whispered, her voice trembling.
Yuuta chuckled darkly.
"Oh, I'll make you," he promised, his hands sliding down her stomach.
Her body tensed as his fingers brushed against her inner thigh. He gently rubbed circles onto her skin, and Maki found herself relaxing into his touch.
Why wouldn't he kiss her already?
Yuuta's lips were dangerously close to hers and her breath hitched. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she waited.
She was expecting him to finally kiss her, but he didn't.
Instead, his fingers dipped into her pants, and her eyes snapped open. He was watching her, a smirk on his lips.
"What are you doing?"
"What do you think?"
Her legs trembled and she was finding it hard to breathe. She could feel her panties sticking to her skin, and she was sure Yuuta could feel the wetness as his fingers brushed against the thin material.
"I think you're teasing me," Maki groaned. "And I think you should just fucking kiss me already."
"Is that an order, Maki?" Yuuta asked, a cocky grin on his face.
Maki growled and gripped his shirt tightly.
"Yes."
Yuuta laughed, and Maki couldn't take it anymore. She pulled him in and crashed her lips against his. Yuuta responded immediately and kissed her back, his hand wrapping around her waist.
The kiss was all kinds of dirty and desperate. It was as if they were continuing to spar and fight for dominance, except this time, they were using their mouths and tongues.
Yuuta's tongue swiped against hers, and Maki couldn't help but moan. Her fingers threaded through his hair, and she tugged. Yuuta moaned, and his hand squeezed her hip.
"Fuck, Maki," he mumbled against her lips.
His hands traveled to the back of her thighs and lifted her up. Maki wrapped her legs around his waist, and he carried her to the nearest wall. They were still outside, in the training field, and anyone could walk in and see them. But somehow, that just turned her on even more.
Maki rolled her hips against his, and Yuuta let out a soft growl.
"Maki," he warned.
"Yes?" she breathed.
Yuuta gripped her ass and slammed her against the wall. Maki gasped, and her head fell back against the wood.
"Are you sure you're ready for what I'm gonna do to you?" Yuuta asked, his voice low and dangerous.
"Do your worst," Maki challenged.
"As you wish."
Yuuta captured her lips in another kiss, and Maki sighed into it.
She couldn't believe this was happening, but she didn't care. All she knew was that she was completely and utterly fucked, and she didn't want him to stop.
Yuuta's fingers slipped into her pants, and she let out a gasp. He pushed aside her panties and his fingers met the wetness pooling between her legs.
She saw his eyes widen, and a faint blush formed on his cheeks, as he felt how wet she was.
"You're soaked, Maki," he breathed out.
Maki groaned and tried to move her hips, to create some friction, but his other hand pinned her hips against the wall.
"You're teasing," she complained.
"You said I could do whatever I wanted," he said, and his fingers rubbed against her clit.
"Ah!"
Maki arched her back, her head hitting the wall. Yuuta continued his slow pace, his fingers moving in circular motions. Maki whimpered and tried to move her hips again, but his hold was firm.
"Patience," he whispered.
She was losing her mind, and all she wanted was for him to just fucking fuck her.
"I swear to god, Yuuta, if you don't touch me properly, I will-," she started.
"Will what?" he asked, as he slid a finger inside of her.
Maki's words died on her tongue and she moaned. Yuuta continued to slide his finger in and out, his pace torturously slow. Maki gripped his shoulders tightly and bit her lip to stop herself from making any more embarrassing noises.
"That's not enough, is it?"
"No," Maki whispered, her breath hitching.
Yuuta's other hand left her hip and went to grip her ass, before he entered another finger inside of her. Maki's legs began to shake and she was afraid she was going to collapse. Yuuta seemed to notice, because he wrapped an arm around her waist.
Maki hated how attentive he was, even when he was doing dirty things to her.
"Faster," Maki demanded.
"Are you giving me orders, Maki?"
"Yes."
"Do you think you're in control here?"
Maki whimpered as Yuuta began curling his fingers inside of her. She could feel the pleasure building up inside of her, and she wanted to fall apart so badly.
"Y-yes," Maki whispered.
Yuuta stopped his movements, and Maki whined at the loss of friction.
"I think not," he whispered.
Yuuta dropped to his knees and tugged down her pants. Maki gasped as the cool air hit her exposed skin.
"What are you-?"
"Shh," Yuuta hushed her. "You'll see."
He placed her leg over his shoulder and looked up at her. His eyes were so dark, and Maki felt her heart racing.
"Be a good girl, Maki," he said.
With that, he leaned in and licked her clit.
"Oh my god!"
Maki's fingers gripped his hair tightly, and she moaned as his tongue swirled around her sensitive bud. Yuuta's fingers gripped her thighs, and his eyes stayed on her, watching her reactions.
She tried to stay as still as possible, but it was difficult. Her body was shaking, and her legs were beginning to tremble. Yuuta continued to lap at her clit, and she knew she wasn't going to last much longer.
"Yuuta," she moaned. "I'm gonna come."
Yuuta pulled away, and she cried out in frustration.
"Don't stop, please!"
"Did you just beg, Maki?" Yuuta asked.
Maki whined, and she was so desperate to feel his tongue again, that she would have agreed to anything.
"Yes, yes, I did! Please, don't stop," she whimpered.
Yuuta grinned and placed his mouth on her clit, sucking lightly. Maki's legs were shaking, and she could feel her orgasm building. Yuuta's fingers entered her again, and her eyes rolled back.
She didn't know how much longer she could last, and her legs were getting weaker by the second.
"Please, please, I'm so close," she pleaded.
Yuuta's pace picked up, and he curled his fingers inside of her, hitting the spot that drove her crazy.
"Come for me, Maki."
The way his voice was so deep and raspy sent her over the edge. She came with a loud cry, her legs shaking. Yuuta continued his pace, and her legs gave out. She fell forward, and he caught her, holding her up.
Maki was panting, her head resting on his shoulder, and her legs were shaking. She felt like she was going to pass out, and she was sure she was seeing stars.
"Holy shit," she whispered.
Yuuta pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Maki could taste herself on his lips, and it sent a wave of heat throughout her body.
"That's one way to get you to beg," he said, as they broke the kiss.
Maki smacked his chest and groaned.
"That was a one-time thing."
"Oh, was it?" Yuuta asked, his eyes glinting. "Wanna bet that I can make you beg again?"
Maki's heart was racing, and her body was on fire. She couldn't believe what she was about to do, but she was already in too deep.
"Fine," she challenged. "But what if I make you beg first?"
Yuuta's eyes widened and his cheeks flushed.
"What? No way."
Maki smirked.
"Let's see about that."
"You're on."
Yuuta had a smug look on his face and Maki's stomach was doing somersaults. She was determined to wipe that smile off his face.
"So, what's your plan then?"
Maki didn't answer, but she changed her position, so that they were standing face to face. She placed a hand on his chest and pressed him up against the wall.
"Maki," Yuuta breathed. "What are you doing?"
"Touching you," Maki said, repeating his earlier words.
Did he think she was going to be the submissive one in this relationship? No, fuck that.
Maki reached down and palmed him through his pants. He was hard and she could feel the outline of his erection.
"I can see that," Yuuta groaned.
Maki continued her ministrations and could feel his cock throbbing under her touch.
"Fuck, Maki," Yuuta gasped.
She unzipped his pants and his erection sprang free. Maki had never touched a dick before, so she was a little nervous. But she was determined to make him fall apart the way he made her.
She grasped him, and his eyes widened.
"Holy shit, Maki."
Maki stroked him slowly, and she could feel his pulse against her palm. Yuuta was breathing heavily, and his cheeks were flushed.
"Like that, huh?"
"Maki," he whimpered. "Stop teasing me."
"That's funny, coming from you," Maki said, her voice husky.
She continued her strokes and could feel his legs starting to tremble. So, she decided to up her game.
Maki got down on her knees and looked up at him. Yuuta's eyes were dark, and his breathing was shallow.
"Fuck, Maki, are you gonna-"
Her tongue darted out and swiped across the tip of his cock. Yuuta groaned, and his hand shot out, gripping her hair.
"Oh my god," he moaned.
Maki continued to lick and suck his tip, but she never took him fully into her mouth. She knew it would drive him crazy, and she loved seeing him like this.
"Please, Maki," Yuuta gasped. "Fuck, you win. I'm begging you."
Maki grinned and looked up at him.
"Hmm, no."
Yuuta growled and his hand gripped her hair tighter.
"Maki, I swear to god."
"Swear to what?"
"If you don't take me into your mouth right now, I'll flip you over and fuck you senseless."
Maki's heart skipped a beat and she could feel the heat pooling in her stomach. She didn't think he had it in him, but he did.
"Oh, really?"
Yuuta didn't respond, but his hand was gripping her hair so tightly that it hurt. She was surprised to find out that she was into the pain.
She opened her mouth and took him in.
Yuuta let out a guttural moan, and his fingers twisted in her hair. Maki was surprised by the sounds he was making and she felt powerful.
"Maki," he groaned. "Shit, just like that."
Maki bobbed her head, and her hands caressed his thighs. Yuuta's legs were trembling, and she knew he was close.
"Fuck, Maki," Yuuta panted. "I'm gonna-"
Maki pulled away, and Yuuta let out a frustrated growl.
She grinned and wiped her mouth.
"Maki, I swear, I will fucking pin you down and fuck you senseless," he threatened.
"Ooh, kinky," she teased.
Yuuta didn't respond. Instead, he grabbed her and pushed her against the wall.
"What are you-?"
"Shut up," he growled.
His hand slipped into her pants and his fingers rubbed her clit.
The sound that left Maki's lips was inhumane and she felt her legs start to give out. Yuuta's other arm wrapped around her waist, holding her up.
"Oh? Someone's oversensitive," he taunted.
"Fuck off," Maki panted.
"Don't worry, I'll make you regret that."
He slipped a finger inside of her, and Maki's eyes rolled back. His movements were faster than before and her head was spinning.
"Yuuta," she breathed.
"That's what I thought."
He grabbed her thighs and lifted her up. Maki wrapped her legs around his waist, and he pushed her against the wall.
Maki could feel his cock against her inner thigh and her stomach flipped. He wasn't kidding. Holy shit, he wasn't kidding.
"Wait, Yuuta," she said, her breath hitching. "I didn't-"
"Too late," he growled.
He was dangerously close to her, his body pressed up against hers. Maki could feel the heat radiating off of him, and her body was on fire.
"Do you have...? Because I'm not... I mean, we haven't..." Maki stuttered.
Yuuta chuckled.
"Yes, I do," he replied. "Don't worry, I was just teasing you. I wouldn't have gone that far without your permission."
Maki was relieved and her body relaxed.
"Okay, good," she breathed.
"So? Do I have it?" Yuuta asked, his eyes glinting.
"Have what?"
"Your permission."
"To...?"
"To fuck you senseless."
Oh.
Maki felt a rush of heat through her entire body, and she was pretty sure her face was as red as a tomato.
"Well?" Yuuta asked, his lips curling up in a smirk.
"Yes," she whispered.
"Sorry, what was that?"
Maki's pride was getting in the way and she glared at him.
"Yes, you have my permission."
"Good," Yuuta whispered.
Maki shivered as his hot breath tickled her ear.
Yuuta's hand reached into his pocket, and he pulled out a condom.
"You just carry that around?" Maki asked.
"No, I put it in there earlier today. Just in case," he replied.
"Just in case?"
"Well, I wanted to invite you on a date and if the date went well, then, well, yeah."
"And why did you assume I would go out with you?" Maki asked, her eyebrow raising.
"Maki. You are trembling in my arms right now and you're wetter than the ocean. I think we're past that stage."
"You're insufferable," Maki groaned.
"You love it."
Maki bit her lip, but she didn't deny it.
Yuuta placed the condom on his cock, and he rubbed his tip against her clit. Maki's hips bucked and she gasped.
"You're a fucking tease," she hissed.
"Payback's a bitch," Yuuta retorted.
He positioned himself at her entrance and his eyes met hers.
"Are you ready?"
"Stop asking me questions and just fuck me already," Maki demanded.
Yuuta's eyes narrowed.
"Don't get sassy with me, Maki. It won't end well for you."
Maki smirked.
"Then show me," she challenged.
Yuuta gripped her ass and thrust his hips forward.
"Ah!"
Maki's nails dug into his shoulders and her eyes widened. Holy shit.
"That shut you up, huh?"
"Shut up and move," Maki hissed.
"Oh, I'll move alright."
He thrust again and her back arched. Maki could feel him stretching her, and she let out a strangled cry.
"You okay?" he asked.
Maki nodded.
"Fuck yes," she breathed.
Yuuta's hands moved to her thighs and he gripped them tightly. He started moving his hips, and his cock slid in and out of her.
"Oh, fuck!" Maki cried.
"Holy shit, Maki," he gasped.
"Faster," she moaned.
Yuuta was a bit surprised by her request, but he wasn't going to deny her.
He increased his pace, and Maki was seeing stars.
"Maki, oh god," he groaned.
"Harder," she demanded.
"Are you serious?"
"I said harder, dammit!"
Yuuta grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall.
"Listen, I'll fuck you as hard as you want. But don't fucking test me, Maki."
Maki was taken aback by the change in his demeanor. This was a side of Yuuta that she had never seen before, and she was intrigued.
"Do it," she challenged. "Show me what a special-grade sorcerer can do."
Yuuta's eyes darkened, and his grip tightened on her throat.
"Fine," he hissed. "I will."
Maki knew she was playing with fire, but she wanted to see what he was capable of. She was curious and intrigued.
"Prove it," she purred.
Yuuta's fingers dug into her skin and his grip was tight. His eyes were dark and his gaze was intense.
"Fine."
Yuuta thrusted again, and Maki's back hit the wall with a thud.
"Fuck!" she gasped.
Yuuta was relentless. He was slamming into her, and his grip was like a vice. She felt the air being knocked out of her lungs and she was struggling to catch her breath.
"Is this what you wanted, Maki?" Yuuta growled.
"Yes," she choked out.
Yuuta was driving into her at a pace that was almost inhuman. He was relentless, and he showed no mercy.
"How's this for special grade?"
Maki's head was spinning and she was losing control. Yuuta's head dropped to her neck, and he bit down hard.
"Shit!"
"What? No comeback?" he asked.
"N-no," she whimpered.
Maki was losing her composure, and her legs were shaking. She was getting close, and her climax was building.
"Come for me, Maki," Yuuta whispered.
"Fuck," she moaned.
Yuuta's hand slid down and his thumb rubbed her clit.
"Holy shit, Yuuta, I'm gonna-"
Maki came undone and her orgasm ripped through her. Her legs shook and she let out a scream. Yuuta continued his relentless pace and she was a whimpering mess.
"Fuck, Yuuta, please," she pleaded.
"You think you can handle more?" he asked, his voice low.
Maki was pretty sure she couldn't handle anything else. But she wasn't going to back down. She never did.
"Yes."
"Alright."
Yuuta released his grip on her throat and flipped her over. Maki's hands were flat against the wall, and her cheek was pressed against the cool surface.
"Yuuta," she gasped.
"Hmm, Maki, is there something you want to say?" he taunted.
Maki bit her lip, but she refused to give in. The new angle was hitting all the right spots, and she was overwhelmed.
"What? Nothing?" Yuuta teased. "Are you sure? Or maybe I'm not fucking you hard enough."
"I- I told you," she stammered.
"Tell me again."
Maki's cheeks were flushed, and she could feel the sweat running down her back.
"You're not fucking me hard enough," she gasped.
That was a fucking lie. In fact, he was fucking her way too hard, and her legs were going to give out soon.
Oh well. Maki would rather die than beg.
"Well, let's fix that," Yuuta replied.
His hand fisted her hair and he yanked her head back.
"Ah! Fuck!"
Yuuta was driving into her with such force that the wall was shaking. Maki was gripping the wall for dear life and her legs were starting to buckle.
"Oh my god," she moaned.
"Does that feel better?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Yuuta," she panted. "Please, I can't."
"Oh, but you were begging for me to fuck you harder just a minute ago."
Maki was reaching her breaking point, and her orgasm was building.
"Fuck, Yuuta, I can't," she whined.
"You can't what, Maki?"
"I-I can't take it anymore. Please."
Yuuta's grip on her hair tightened, and his free hand snaked around her body.
"Please what, Maki? What do you need?"
His fingers found her clit and Maki nearly screamed.
"Fuck!"
Yuuta's thrusts were punishing and his fingers were relentless. Maki was falling apart, and her orgasm was barreling towards her.
"Yuuta," she sobbed.
"Maki, come for me," he demanded.
Maki's walls tightened around him, and her orgasm ripped through her.
"Oh my god," she gasped.
"Fuck, Maki," Yuuta groaned.
Maki's legs finally gave out and her knees buckled. Yuuta caught her before she could fall and he held her up while he followed her, cursing under his breath.
"Holy shit, Maki," he panted.
"Yuuta, I can't feel my legs," she whined.
Yuuta chuckled and gently laid her on the ground. He got up and disposed of the condom. Then he came back and laid down next to her.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah," she replied, still breathless. "I'm not that easy to break."
Yuuta laughed and shook his head.
"I didn't mean to lose control. I hope I didn't hurt you."
Maki looked at him and smirked.
"I wanted you to lose control."
Yuuta blushed.
"Oh."
"In fact, I would say it was... very satisfactory."
Yuuta was surprised.
"Really?"
"I would say that you've earned the right to call yourself a special-grade sorcerer," she continued.
"Oh, wow. Well, thank you," Yuuta said, his blush deepening.
Maki was feeling smug and she rolled over to face him.
"So, are we ever going to talk about it?" she asked.
"Talk about what?"
"This," she said, gesturing between them.
Yuuta raised an eyebrow.
"I mean, yeah, we should. Wanna do it over dinner?"
"Wow, you really don't beat around the bush, huh?"
"Would you want me to?" Yuuta asked, his eyes glinting.
Maki felt her stomach flutter and she couldn't help but laugh.
"Okay, fine, yes. Dinner sounds nice."
Yuuta grinned and leaned in to kiss her.
"It's a date," he murmured against her lips.