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Prompt: Sadayo's Resolve (Persona)
🕑 Added 2020-05-12 04:29:51 +0000 UTCSummary: After being separated before Christmas, Sadayo and Akira are reunited and the young man apologizes for leaving his wonderful girlfriend. Includes: Light femdom
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Sadayo Kawakami remembered being happy. She remembered her boyfriend, and all the joy they felt and love they shared. She remembered the good times they shared, and the love they made… quite literally considering how horny her young lover was.
Not that she wasn’t just as guilty.
She smiled at the memories, turning a bright shade of red as she thought of how nice his hands felt on her body. His fingers digging into her tits, his lips wrapped around her nipples, sucking on her tits…
All the things they did together, and it was heaven for Sadayo. Sadly all those happy memories just made what came next hurt more.
To say the last couple of months had been rough for her and Akira wouldn’t even begin to describe it.
It started on one of Sadayo’s most hated holidays growing up. Christmas…
For years, more years than Sadayo would ever want to admit to anyone, she had endured lonely Christmas after lonely Christmas. She had always felt alone during the beloved holiday, and the constant barrage of families coming together and lovers basking in love only made things worse for her.
Even growing up, neither of her parents really seemed to care much for the holiday. They wouldn’t spend money or time decorating, and neither even bothered to give the other much of anything for the occasion, let alone their own daughter.
Sadayo was only a child, and yet she hated the holiday. Christmas was just another day in the week for her, one she spent with apathetic parents, and then with no one, but herself. She felt so alone during the holiday, inevitably falling into the worst parts of her own mind.
She was alone with her mistakes on the worst nights of Christmas. No boyfriend, no friends, not even the cold comfort of her parents. The young woman was left to spend her time with her own thoughts, and her mind traveled to every mistake she had made that year.
She thought of all of her failures, with Taiki’s death sitting like the cherry on top. She thought of how easily she had let herself be manipulated and hurt by everyone around her, or how she had been complacent while Kamoshida destroyed the lives of so many others around her.
Sadayo’s lonely Christmas led her to think about New Years’ Eve and how she was supposed to be making a new resolution and meeting it… Yet all she could think about were her failures, one after another… until Akira came into her life.
Thanks to the person who loved and adored her, who she loved and worshipped just as passionately as he did her. Akira was her rock, her anchor, her safe space. He guarded and protected her, and she rewarded her hero as he deserved.
He made her feel like she was walking on clouds and floating off the ground. He made her feel like she was the finest wine, and he was addicted to her, drinking from her again and again. The way he lusted for her body… It made Sadayo’s legs tremble and her heart race.
She was just as madly in love with him as he was with her, to the point where even Christmas seemed like a day of celebration. Sadayo was, for the first time in a long, long time, actually looking forward to Christmas!
Maybe that was because of what Akira would tell her about it. He was making plans for the holiday. A nice dinner at some expensive buffet, or even inviting her over to his place for a special night together. It was all simple, vague plans, but she still remembered the blush on his cheeks when she mentioned her own idea.
Inviting him over to her place for a quiet, but heavenly dinner inside. Just them. No one else but each other… God, she loved seeing his face when she turned the tables on him.
Sadayo had even thought of putting on a cute, little Santa outfit for the season. She blushed at the thought of it now, but she considered buying one. A cute little minidress that barely covered her pussy and was clearly too small for her tits. He’d put his hands on her, groping and squeezing her tits, playing with them, and when he took off her clothes, he’d fine a little surprise under the dress.
She would use a ribbon to cover her nipples, with a little bow between her tits. She’d ask him to unwrap her, and he would with the glee of a child. She trembled slightly as she imagined him pulling off her candy cane stockings before he had his way with her.
Sadayo Kawakami was so full of hope as Chrstimas came closer and closer, but once again, her holiday ended in tragedy.
Akira Kurusu was taken into custody, and she was left alone in her home, eating leftovers from the day before. Her thoughts were on her boyfriend, fearing the worst as she tried to understand where it had all gone so very, very wrong…
They had only one day together beforehand and he hadn’t… He hadn’t even told her what happened. She heard about his arrest from one of his friends and… and she just didn’t understand it.
Sadayo locked herself up. It was almost like she wanted to share the pain that Akira was going through. She sat in her room, and all she did was cry. For several days, all she did was cry and weep and wonder why.
Why didn’t Akira tell her? Why did this have to happen? Why was the system punishing someone so kind and warm and good…? Akira didn’t deserve this. He didn’t deserve to be treated like a pariah, or a monster…
She hated this city. She hated how it had failed the man she loved, and she hated how it left her alone once more for Christmas.
This city took Taiki from her. It rewarded monsters and criminals. Now it had taken everything from her again. It took Akira’s future from him and… and she blamed herself for it. She wasn’t sure how, but she couldn’t help but feel this was somehow her fault.
Maybe she was just broken, and everything around her just crumbled away sooner or later because of how broken she was.
But perhaps the worst part of it? Of course Sadayo was mad at the rest of the world and herself, but she also found herself mad at her boyfriend. He broke his promise. He left her alone again. He lifted her up and loved her, and she thought they would have their happy ending.
Akira gave her hope, and that made all of this so much worse. She shouldn’t have been surprised. She should have just accepted another loss, another person who didn’t want to waste their time with her…
Sadayo loved how willing he was to risk himself for others, but… but why? Why did he have to? All she was told was that it would help protect the rest of his friends, but… but she just couldn’t accept it.
Her heart was a twisted tangle of so many different emotions. She loved him, but she was so mad at him, and she was so thankful of everything he gave her, but why did he have to go away?
She couldn’t bring herself to hate him, but… she missed him. No matter how much she missed him, Sadayo couldn’t hate the man who saved her. He was taken away because of his heroic spirit and good heart, the same qualities she adored about him.
It was after a week of crying that she made her decision. No more.
This wasn’t going to end the same way it did for Taiki. She wouldn’t abandon him. She refused. Sadayo wouldn’t just sit around, crying and feeling sorry for herself!
Yes, she was just a teacher. She wasn’t a rich CEO like Haru, o-or a famous politician, or a news reporter… but she was Sadayo Kawakami. She was the one Akira chose to love, the one he loved most of all.
All of his friends were doing something to help the imprisoned hero. He had saved so many. He had protected her from so many horrible people, and now it was her time to protect and fight for him.
She was supposed to be the adult between the two of them. It was about time she acted like it.
Sadayo took a shower that day. Afterwards, she stepped out and took a long look at her phone, staring at Akira’s smiling face. One of her favorites pictures shined back at her. The two of them, holding onto one another, just… smiling into the camera.
A photo of a better time in their lives… but Sadayo was going to make things right. Whatever it took, she would make things right.
She got dressed and walked out of her home, beginning her mission. For the next few months she used her time at work to discuss with her fellow teachers a way to help the wronged student, and thankfully, many of them were willing to work alongside her. It warmed her heart to see the teachers, and even some of the students, all working to clear Akira’s name.
Sadayo even used her free time to make things right. Akira knew so many different people, and she had even mentioned many of his friends to her. Not just his fellow students, but she also spoke to a rather shady looking, but ultimately kind doctor that worked near Leblanc.
She wasn’t the only friend of Akira’s she met. A drunk, but loyal reporter, a bubbly, but intelligent fortune teller, the intimidating father who owned an airsoft shop, and even the kind, compassionate politician…
So many different people, but they all shared the same desire to help Akira, just like her. She had to admit, it was nice to meet so many like minded adults considering how so many of Akira’s friends were his age. It was good to know she wasn’t the only adult in his corner, and meeting each of them gave her more pride and confidence that, yes. They would save him.
Things only got better when she found out that Akira’s friends were all fighting to save the young man. Even Ryuji. They were all doing their best to clear his name. Sadayo made it a personal promise that she would meet their efforts with the same passionate vigor.
It wasn’t easy. She never thought it would be, but that didn’t change the fact that the challenges they were facing weren’t… difficult. There were times she faltered. Her knees buckled, her muscles ached, and her mind begged for rest.
Some nights she would just need to close her eyes and cry. She wept, sobbing into her pillow or the sleeves of her clothes as she wept. Was any of this worth it? Would it even matter? What if it all amounted to nothing?
Sadayo allowed herself to be weak for only a moment before she took those feelings and buried them under her heel. She pushed them down, down, into the depths of her stomach, where she hoped they all burned from her stomach acid.
Then she dusted herself off and got back to work. She was sure her boyfriend would tease her if he saw her. She probably looked like a mess. He’d probably joke about that, before he wiped the tears from her face and kiss her cheek.
No. He’d probably kiss her first, console and take care of her. He’d make sure she was okay before teasing her, and then she’d probably make love to her. Her body, heart, and soul missed him so damn much...
They’d be reunited, one way or another.
Sadayo Kawakami fought with the ferocity and cunning of a Phantom Thief, and maybe someone was looking out for her up there, because good news came back at an almost impossibly perfect time.
Akira was coming home, and he’d be back at her side by Valentine’s Day. Words couldn’t describe how happy Sadayo was. She was elated and overjoyed, but realization hit her like a truck as she realized just how exhausted she was.
Her muscles ached and she couldn’t remember the last time she got a full eight hours of sleep. And Valentine’s Day?! Of all days?! Why?! She hadn’t had any time to make him chocolates! When could she have made time?!
Sadayo returned home that day and did everything she could to make the best chocolates the world had ever seen! A true embodiment of the love and passion her heart held for the young man that stole her heart away!
By the time she had failed to make the chocolates just right for a fifth time, Sadayo took a look around her kitchen. It was an absolute mess, as if someone had gone to war with chocolate against her cooking appliances.
She decided that she’d make a decent box of chocolates. Nothing too special. Nothing fancy. She’d just follow the instructions online and leave it at that…
After a night of mistakes and failed attempts, the filthy, literally speaking this time, teacher beamed with pride at the fairly well made chocolates she had crafted. They weren’t perfect, but they would do, and after a long, hot shower, she fell onto her bed with a sigh of exhaustion.
Her dreams were plagued with the young man she loved so dearly. She dreamed of his smile, his laugh, and his gentle hands on her body. Sadayo dreamed of all the things she would do to him, smiling in her sleep as he kissed her lips and held their bodies together.
Sadayo, once again, got less than eight hours of sleep. She hopped out of bed, unable to remain there for even a second longer. She couldn’t contain her excitement! She wanted to see her Akira so badly!
If only she had more time to plan and ponder what to do. She might have come to him dressed as his maid, Becky, again, or hell, she might have even waited for his call. Not this time, though. She grabbed a decent outfit, knowing Akira would think she’d be beautiful in whatever she had, before leaving her home.
She rushed through the streets of Tokyo, running to the quaint little cafe that he called home. It was there that she saw him for the first time in over two months. He was standing outside his home, just looking over the cafe, as if he was memorizing it.
He saw her running towards him, and as her rapid pace began to slow down she saw the shocked expression on his face. Eyes widen, mouth agape, he stared at her… before his lips curved into a wide and loving grin as he beamed at the sight of his one true love.
Sadayo’s heart was warmed at that familiar sight. She almost cried as she threw her arms around Akira, squeezing him in a tight hug as she pressed her tearful eyes against his shoulder.
They held one another for several seconds, just clinging to one another, only to suddenly pull apart as they heard the front door of Leblanc open. The man who owned the place stepped out, and Sadayo went stiff as she saw Sojiro looking at her and the young man.
Immediately Sadayo felt a wave of embarrassment hit her. The older man was clearly looking at her with a confused and surprised expression, and she really had no idea how to respond. Her cheeks were burning scarlet as she opened her mouth, only to close it again when nothing came out.
What was she thinking…?! How could she be so irresponsible?! Their relationship was supposed to be a secret, wasn’t it?! At her own request! And in one fell swoop, she had messed it all up!
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Akira looked like he was trying to come up with something to say for Sadayo’s mess up. Her blush only got worse by the second, when suddenly Sojiro spoke up.
“I’ve got to run back home to check on Futaba. I’ll probably be gone for a while, so can you look over the store for me, kid?”
“I… What?” For the first time in a long time, Akira had no idea how to respond. He blinked, mouth agape as Sojiro continued.
“I don’t know when I’ll be back. An hour? Maybe two? Maybe even three. Good thing you have your friend to keep you company, huh?” Sojiro chuckled, grinning at the two dumbfounded lovers.
The two lovers glanced at one another, before looking back at the old, bearded man. He had a knowing smile on his face, and Sadayo swore she saw him wink at Akira. The owner of the cafe placed his hat on his head, before leaving the two, walking away from them and Leblanc.
The two were left alone, and Sadayo wasn’t sure what to do at first. The couple shared a look with one another, before a smile crept onto the teacher’s plump, soft lips. He smiled back at her as she wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him against her body, tits pressed against his chest.
She took a deep breath of his scent, rubbing her face against his body as if she needed to be reminded that this wasn’t a dream…
“Akira?” she whispered, the name feeling like honey on her lips.
“Yes?” he replied, wrapping his arms around her, holding her just as tightly as she was to him. His hands moved up and down her back as he took a deep breath of her own sweet scent.
“You’re home,” she giggled, and that simple statement broke the floodgates. She began to cry as he held her a little tighter, kissing her neck.
“So are you,” he replied, and she laughed through the tears as she wiped her face against him, brushing her tears away. The two clung to one another, squeezing and holding one another as they laughed and cried.
Even Akira began to tear up, crying as he squeezed Sadayo’s body against his. Tears of joy fell down her face as Sadayo kissed his cheek and her warm breath stroked his ear.
“Welcome home, Master,” she whispered, and Akira’s eyes widened as his cheeks turned a dark shade of crimson. “I missed you so, so much,” she added, her voice a mix of tearful joy and moanful pleasure...
Akira was happy to let her cry out her feelings as he brushed his own tears away. Sadayo had fought her tears for the weeks leading up to this moment, trying to hold them back, but now she was letting them fall… because Akira was finally back, and he could brush her tears away.
Her shell cracked and her heart soared as the two lovers just held one another. They had found each other again, and finally, their happily ever after could start.
Once Sadayo’s sobs and cries subsided, Akira smiled. “Want a cup of coffee?” he asked her, and she gasped as she finally pulled away from his embrace.
“Do you want some chocolates?” she asked, reaching into her bag and pulling out a small white box, complete with a yellow bow on top.
“You made chocolates? For me?” Akira beamed, and she nodded her head with rosy cheeks. His hand took hers and the two walked towards Leblanc, entering it with eager smiles on their faces.
Akira was quick to get some coffee for the two of them as Sadayo sat down. He soon joined her as their hands met once more, gently squeezing one another as they just… talked.
They talked about everything they had gone through. They talked about what life was like for them while one was behind bars, and the other was running all across Tokyo, trying to organize and coordinate different people all working for the same goal.
Akira laughed as he heard his girlfriend tell him how scary some of his friends were, like Tae or Iwai. She blushed as he teased her, but added in praise for even dealing with the two.
“Trust me, I know how tough they can be to talk to sometimes,” he admitted.
The conversation also tapped into what Akira’s closest friends did. He laughed as she told him about how Makoto got Ryuji to help her with various tasks, reducing him to almost a pack mule. The two laughed, though the conversation also went into how proud Akira was about all of his friends.
Futaba was socializing more, even helping coordinate the young Phantom Thieves, and Makoto and Haru were getting ready to enter the same university together. Despite their own challenges, each of his friends made a united stand together to fight for Akira’s freedom, and with the help of several adults, they did it.
Sadayo happily reminisced on meeting with all of her friends and allies, before asking her own questions. Akira did his best to answer any questions she might have had for him, but she was also kind enough not to try and pry too deeply.
She knew Akira would tell her what he was ready to tell and what she needed to hear. She’d be patient for the rest. Maybe he’d tell her one day. Maybe not.
Eventually, though, their conversation did lead to something for Akira. He was silent for a long moment, and Sadayo tilted her head as she waited for him to speak. When he did, she was surprised to hear his words were a very quiet apology.
“I’m sorry,” he sighed, and at first she didn’t understand what he meant.
For a moment, it all felt so far away. The pain, the anger, her loneliness on Christmas Day… Then it all came back, and she understood why he was apologizing.
“I’m sorry. For what you went through, for needing your help, for… for everything.”
Sadayo’s heart ached. Her stomach twisted as she placed a hand on her head and tried to make sense of it all. She remembered the day she found out… Sojiro called her and told her the news, ignorant of the special bond she had with Akira.
She remembered feeling her heart shatter as she was told the news, and how she had to fight back the tears to make sure Sojiro wouldn’t find out. He just thought she was an especially caring teacher, but no. The truth was plain as day between them, and Sadayo felt tears pooling in her eyes as she felt her heart crack once more.
Sadayo leaned closer, resting her head on his shoulder. He was so warm. Even on a cold February day, he was still so very warm… “I was mad,” she confessed. “A-a little mad.”
“Fair,” he commented, placing a hand on her back and stroking the soft fabric of her clothes.
“But I would never ruin our first night together out of anger. I-I dreamed of this night for so long…”
“Me too,” he confessed, with a soft smile on his face and reddish cheeks. “I had a lot of dreams about you in there.”
Sadayo giggled, both of their cheeks burning with a warm glow as they knew exactly what he meant. She was sure many of his dreams were sweet and romantic, but other dreams… Well, he was a young man, after all.
“Then how about this?” she suggested, glancing at the table below them, before looking at her boyfriend. “Make it up to me. Listen to my needs, a-and do your best to meet them?” She wasn’t usually so direct and demanding, but if Akira felt guilty, well…
“I love you, Akira. I love your heroic nature and how much you want to protect people, including me, and I… I just want you to know I could never hate you. But if you need to know I’m not mad at you,” she muttered, and Akira smiled as her eyes fell down to the ground once more.
He chuckled, before rising up off of the bench. “Bring the chocolates,” he told her, and she obeyed, picking up the box and standing up. As soon as she was on her feet, Akira swept her off of them. Literally.
The Phantom Thief swooped under her, catching her in his arms and holding her up without any strain. Her eyes widened as she gasped, and her heart skipped a beat as she looked at her boyfriend’s handsome face and sweet smiling lips.
His silver eyes shined bright into her eyes as he began to carry her. He carried her just like he had so many times before. Like countless nights they spent together last year, Akira began to carry his teacher, maid, and girlfriend up the stairs.
She wasn’t scared. Her heart raced with excitement as they entered his room, and she laughed as she loosened her shoes and kicked them off of her feet, letting them hit the wall.
Akira then gently placed her down on his bed, and she leaned up as he brought his head down. He gave her a soft and loving kiss, and she returned the gentle pressure with equal passion.
The two kissed for several moments, just pressing their lips against one another. Akira gently nibbled on her lower lip and she returned the favor by sucking on his. Their tongues both slipped out of their mouths to lick the other’s tongue, and they both moaned quietly as they opened their eyes to stare into each other’s shimmering gaze.
They pulled away at the same time, and Akira leaned forward to kiss her ear as he whispered to her. His warm breath stroked her skin as she closed her eyes and let him get to work.
“I love you… and I’m so, so sorry.”
“I’ve already forgiven you… but if you want to indulge me a little-”
“Happily, my dear.” Akira kissed her cheek, before he got to work pulling on her clothes.
First he pulled on her tight, brown turtleneck sweater, pulling it off of her soft skin. She held her arms up as he pulled the top off of her and he glanced at her bra.
“Your black bra. My favorite,” he teased, and she blushed as his fingers stroked the lacy undergarment.
“It’s mine too,” she muttered, blushing as his hands groped her large tits through the bra.
“It looks rather tight,” he teased, before slipping his hands behind her and stroking the hooks holding the bra onto her. Sadayo closed her eyes, expecting him to strip her naked, but his hand retreated back from her. She frowned at him as he snickered, clearly enjoying toying with his lover. “Oh, how I’ve missed these…”
He placed his hands on her bra and played with her breasts for a few more seconds. Despite her brief disappointment, she moaned under him, shaking as his fingers so easily manipulated her tits. His fingers dug into the soft flesh, before he began prodding her nipples through the bra, gently rolling them around his finger tips. She shuddered, biting her lower lip as her pussy juices began to stain and wetting her panties.
Akira flashed her a devilish grin, winking at her, before he continued. He grabbed her skirt and began to pull it down, once more revealing her dark and lacy underwear. It matched her bra well as Akira pressed a finger against her pussy, gently poking the moist fabric.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, and she blushed and gasped as his fingers stroked her pussy through the wet cloth.
Akira wasn’t acting like a wild animal or even a harsh lover like he would before. Not that Sadayo would have minded, exactly. He was gentle with her this time, showing such love and grace as he looked over her half naked body.
“I love you,” he declared.
“I-I love you too,” she replied with a heartfelt smile. Tears trickled down her face as his soft hands stroked her body. “ He took a moment to just marvel at her beauty, staring at her as she looked away.
“What?” she whispered, a smile on her lips as she knew exactly what he was thinking, but she wanted to hear it from his sweet lips.
“I’m so lucky to have someone like you.”
“Y-you’re not that lucky.”
“I am. You’re gorgeous.” A kiss to her cheek. “Sexy.” Another kiss to the other side. “Smart.” A kiss to the forehead. “And you’re just amazing. You’re perfect.” One more kiss, right on her soft, plump lips, gently sucking on them before he pulled back.
“I love your soft skin.” He stroked her neck, moving down to push and feel her large breast. “And your gorgeous, soft hair.” He combed her dark, curly locks, earning a soft moan. “And just… everything about you, my love.”
He kissed her lips once more as he whispered in her ear, making her giggle with an almost intoxicated sense of glee.
“And you have the biggest tits in Tokyo.”
“Perv,” she laughed.
He continued to assault her with kisses and it was just… heavenly. Every kiss sent shivers of pleasure through her body, and she moaned again as she felt his lips suck on her soft, sensitive skin, leaving marks on her flesh. Marks that meant she was his…
Every kiss, every compliment, everything Akira did made her feel weak in her knees. She was sure she would have fallen down if she weren’t already laying on the soft bed.
“Ah… Akira,” she gasped, shaking as her pussy juices continued to wet her panties. She gasped for air as his hands reached up to stroke her soft, black locks. “Akira, p-please, d-don’t stop…”
“I don’t intend to, but we’ve got other things to do. Can’t just focus on one or two parts of you. I want to pleasure you all over,” he smirked, before grabbing the box of chocolates and carefully undoing the ribbon.
He opened it up and took out a single piece of chocolate and admired the circular treat. “I like it,” he commented. “It’s cute. Like you.” Sadayo blushed at the compliment, and she opened her mouth to lower Akira’s expectations, before gasping.
Akira traced the chocolate around her belly, gently rubbing it against her, drawing a circle around her belly button as he held the candy between his fingers. He continued to do this, and within a few circles, Sadayo realized what he was doing.
He was painting with the chocolates, and she was the canvass. She shuddered as she watched the chocolate melt between his fingers, warmed by his and her body heat. It left a delicious message on her skin, before Akira licked his fingers clean, gently brushing his digits against his sharp teeth.
Akira was like an animal… and Sadayo shuddered, heart racing as she watched him move his head down and began to lick her body clean. She moaned again, feeling his wet tongue slide along her body…
“Delicious,” he whispered as he licked his lips clean. He took another chocolate in hand and popped it into his mouth. She watched him play around with it, smacking it with his tongue, pushing it against the inside of his cheek, melting it down… before leaning forward and kissing her.
Their lips met and she moaned as her tongue slipped into his mouth, smacking against his. Her arms wrapped around his body as he held her, tongues wrestling with one another.
They two pulled apart from one another, and Akira bit another chocolate. He held it between his teeth as he leaned forward, letting Sadayo bite the other half. They both bit down, sharing the candy before kissing one another once more.
Their tongues danced, sharing the melted sweet as their hands pawed at one another as Sadayo felt Akira’s hard, throbbing erection just under his pants. They shared the taste with one another as Akira’s hand slid under her bra and began to fondle and squeeze her breast. She moaned with approval, sucking on his tongue as his fingers pinched her nipple.
When their kiss finally parted, Sadayo was left panting, a trail of saliva linking their mouths. It shimmered in the dim light of the room, like a symbol of their passionate and wild love for one another.
Sadayo blushed at the sight of it as Akira grinned, before he stuck his tongue out and broke the line of saliva between them. He licked his lips and Sadayo’s heart pounded in her throat as she stared into those silver eyes. His eyes. The eyes of the hero who stole her heart and made her life so… perfect.
The pain of yesterday faded away as the two kissed, as if their love for one another just burned it all away. Her fingers dug into his body, nails biting into his flesh as her body yearned for him. His soft, heavenly hands, his soft, sweet lips, and that big… delicious… yummy cock.
“Akira,” she panted, shaking as his lips moved down to peck and gently suck on her lips. Her every breath dripped with lust and arousal as he left scarlet hickeys on her flesh, leaving her shaking and shuddering with need. “P-please, Akira…K-keep teasing me.”
“Oh? I thought you hated it when I teased you,” he whispered, fingers gently squeezing her nipples, feeling them harden between his digits. He pulled on one of them, while pushing the other down, grinning as Sadayo’s eyes nearly became totally white.
Her eyes focused on him, staring at him as she licked her lips. “P-please. I need this. I missed this so much.”
“Well, let’s make up for wasted time,” he nodded his head, earning a lustful grin on his teacher and lover’s face. He moved his head down her body and began to suckle on one of her tits, making her moan again as his hand continued to squeeze and knead the other tit.
Sadayo was moaning under him, her cries filling the room as a trickle of drool slowly slid down her chin. She was gasping and shaking, pussy quivering under her panties as her juices began to seep through her drenched panties and onto the bed.
Akira loved the feeling of power over her. Knowing that she was so addicted and in need of his touch. Just like he was obsessed with hers. He continued to suck on her nipple, squeezing it between his lips as he moved his hand down her body.
He slid his free hand under her wet panties, and Sadayo gasped as she felt the soft fingers of a thief touch her clit. It had been so long, she had almost forgotten the sensation, but Akira reminded her of the heaven he always gave her…
Akira began to finger his beautiful girlfriend, and she gasped as his middle finger thrusted into her. She was already so wet, and she was shuddering as the finger slid into her, and then back. It almost slipped all the way out, before shooting back into her.
He soon added two fingers, thrusting them back and forth as Sadayo’s moans filled the room. Her hands squeezed his body, but he didn’t stop or slow down. She wouldn’t have wanted him too, obviously.
He kept fingering her, letting her ride three fingers now as Akira lifted his head up. Her breast rose up with him, before he released it and let it jiggle into place. She moaned loudly, wrapping her legs around his body as he moved his head down to suck and pull on her nipple again.
“Akira, p-please, d-don’t stop!” He had no intention to. “I-I’m so close! P-please, I-I want to-”
Sadayo hadn’t cum in months. Not since Akira was punished for being a hero. She couldn’t imagine wasting time masturbating while her lover was suffering for his heroic deeds. She focused solely on helping him, possibly to the detriment of her health and mental wellness…
But it was all worth it. Because now he was here again, and she had him all to herself. They kissed once more as Sadayo came on his fingers, shaking from the force of the heavenly orgasm. Her body trembled and she moaned through sealed lips as her pussy juices stained the bed and coated Akira’s fingers.
Her body fell back and she took a long, deep breath as Akira grinned. He released her breast with a pop and he moved his head, stroking her soft locks with a gentle and loving hand. He did so love to pamper his teacher. Make her feel all the love he had for her, and the best part? He knew she loved it too.
Sadayo was still trying to catch her breath from her first orgasm in months. Akira suddenly kissed her and she moaned, feeling his tongue slide against her lips. The two kissed, tongues wrestling as Akira used his cum-coated fingers to pull her panties off of her.
Akira suddenly broke the kiss and he slid down her body, kissing a line down to her pussy. He took a moment to just admire her pussy, licking his lips at how she was. Their eyes met again as the two smiled and Sadayo placed a hand on his soft, raven-colored hair.
“Do it,” she ordered.
With a wink of his silver eyes, he moved his head down and kissed her pussy, pressing his lips against her wet folds. She moaned loudly, shuddering as she felt his lips gently nibbled and kissed her…
He pushed his tongue into her, and she moaned loudly, humping his tongue as she rubbed her pussy against his lips. Her fingers dug into his scalp as her other hand tightly gripped the bed sheets under her. She was panting, shaking as her hips bounced and her body rocked the bed.
Akira pulled his tongue out of Sadayo’s pussy and gently wrapped his lips around her clit, gently nibbling on it, before returning to thrusting his tongue into her pussy. He attacked her with all of his skill and pent up desire, even dragging his tongue all up and down her pussy, coating it with his saliva.
Her sweet juices were so good. His cock felt so hard under his pants as he pushed his face against her womanhood, rubbing his nose, lips, and even his cheeks against her pussy. He moved back and forth, licking up her pussy juices as Sadayo screamed in pleasure.
Sadayo was in heaven. She pulled on his hair, unable to help herself as she cried out in joyous pleasure. Her pussy was still sensitive from her orgasm, this was just mean! Akira’s lips and pussy were driving her closer and closer to orgasm as she moaned loudly.
“O-oh fuck, fuck, yes! Akira! Please, k-keeek! Keep licking my pussy! I love you! I need you! I-I-ahhh!” she continued to scream, her lips moving faster than her mind could ever properly comprehend.
She was completely lost to the pleasure as she rode his face, completely at Akira’s mercy...
They had both missed this. Sadayo loved the pleasure he gave her, and Akira adored giving it to her. He loved seeing his teacher being swept away, wanting to go wild with pleasure against his body. His lips nibbled on her cunt as she continued to cry out, her every scream dripping with the ecstasy he gave her.
He loved taking charge with her, being the one in control… Images passed through his mind as Akira shuddered, continuing to eat out the gorgeous woman as she ground her pussy against him.
Akira loved the parts of Sadayo she showed only him. He loved all of her, but the memories of her giving his cock a sloppy, wet blowjob, the memories of her bouncing on his cock… All of it was enough to drive him wild as he rubbed his dick against the inside of his pants.
He loved having her under him, pounding her cunt and making her call him Master… Ah, but that was for another day. Tonight was all about her, indulging her, serving her, giving her that gentle, but still very loving, touch.
“Akira! Akira! Ahhh, p-please keep going, I’m so f-fucking clooo-oooh!” God, he loved hearing her scream his name… He planned on hearing it many more times as he pushed his tongue into her once more, sliding it along the inner walls of her womanhood.
Her legs wrapped around his head and he felt her thighs press against his cheeks her body trembled. She squeezed her eyes shut and came once more, and he felt her delicious nectar splatter against his tongue and lips.
“Ah! AH! AHHH-KIRA!”
He kept darting his tongue in and out of her, earning a few more small, weak moans, before he pulled back. He just wanted to memorize the feeling of her body twitching against him and the way her lips whimpered and moaned from every move of his tongue inside of her. He licked his lips clean as he looked at Sadayo.
Tonight was about her. Healing her, helping her, and begging for forgiveness in their own special way. Judging by the exhausted smile on her lips, things were going well.
Time to give her a grand finale.
Akira began to strip his clothes off before Sadayo, and she had a front row seat to the little show he gave her. Nothing too fancy or slow, but he did take his time in disrobing. His shirt fell to the ground, showing off his muscular chest. Then his pants, letting her see the tent his cock was making.
Sadayo licked her lips, panting as she eyed that mighty member. The one she had dreamed about for so long. Akira slowly pulled his boxers down, letting the thick rod spring free as she grabbed his arm. She pulled him onto the bed, and he practically fell onto her. His face landed between her tits, before he lifted himself up and took his dick in hand.
He supported himself with one arm, laying on top of Sadayo as she panted.
“Fuck me,” she ordered, panting as she stared into his eyes. “Now.”
“Your wish is my command, Miss Kawakami,” he teased, before he slowly inched forward, pushing the tip of his dick into her cunt. She moaned under him, biting her lower lip to hide just how loud she could be…
His cock entered her pussy, filling her just like he always did. She felt her wet folds quiver around the thick shaft, tightening around it as she leaned her head back against the pillow under her. Her hair clung to her sweaty forehead as she smiled at him, before moaning loudly.
Her body was shaking as his pussy welcomed the cock it was made for. Their bodies were so in love with one another, almost as in love as their hearts. Her pussy squeezed his shaft as she panted, licking the air as her back began to arch.
“Oh, fuck… Y-yes… Yes, yes, please, Akira. More, don’t stop, I-ahh!” she cried out once more as the inches sank into her.
She wasn’t the only one moaning, though. Akira moaned with her, feeling the tight walls of her womanhood hug his shaft. It was coating more and more of his dick, clinging to him and enveloping the entire thing in a heavenly warmth.
Sadayo’s eyes shined bright with the love she had for him. Akira’s own eyes were a perfect reflection, matching her love as the last inch of his cock slipped into her. He laid down, wrapping his arms around her as her large breasts brushed against his naked chest.
He began to fuck her, holding her tightly as her hard nipples poked and prodded his chest. He kissed her neck, cheek, and, of course, her sweet lips as Sadayo’s eyes nearly rolled into her skull.
The two made love like tonight was their honeymoon. Like this was the beginning of the rest of their lives, and in a way, it was. They had gone through the story, and reached their happy ending.
Akira thrusted his cock into Sadayo, earning moan after moan as her tight pussy squeezed his shaft. He grunted, his voice brushing against her neck as he quickened his pace. His balls smacked against her body as her legs wrapped around him, pushing him to fuck her even faster.
“S-Sadayo,” he panted, sucking on her collar, kissing the soft skin, before licking the subtle marks he made.
“A-Akira!” she mewled, shaking as her pussy tightened around his penis. The warmth enveloped him completely as Akira’s moans grew louder, shattering the sense of control he usually had over himself.
Their hands met and their fingers soon became intertwined with one another. Sadayo’s moans filled the room, mixing with Akira’s slightly quieter ones. There was nothing wild dominance or sinful roleplaying this time, but the sex was no less passionate or carnal.
It was them, it was true, and it was love. A love so bright that it pushed Akira against a living god…
“I-I’m going to cum!” he declared, and Sadayo squeezed him a little tighter as she beamed.
“D-do it! Cum in me! Please!”
And Akira was only too happy to obey her. Not as a student to his teacher, nor a Master to his Maid, or even as the slave to his Mistress. No, this time he obeyed her because he was Akira Kurusu and she was Sadayo Kawakami, and he loved her.
His cock throbbed inside of her pussy, before a load of his semen shot into her, coating the walls of her womanhood for the first time in what felt like forever. Sadayo screamed with sensual approval, tongue hanging out of her mouth and licking the air as she came from the semen covering her inside.
She felt his thick seed cling to her insides, filling her womb, and she moaned with approval as her own pussy juices stained the bed once more. The two lovers clung to one another, their cum dripping to the bed for a few moments…
It was their first shared orgasm of the night, but it was far from the last. Akira made sure to make up for lost time, fucking Sadayo again and again until the two were both spent. A process that took many, many hours…
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Sadayo’s eyes blinked open. They brushed the sleep away from her mind as she woke up, staring at a blank ceiling.
Immediately dread hit her body like a gunshot.
It was all a dream? Akira…? Her? Her lips pressed against one another in a thin frown, and she wasn’t sure what to say. She felt tears well up in the corners of her eyes, until a soft snore tickled her ears.
Sadayo, with bright red cheeks and an embarrassed mind, realized there were arms around her body. Her boyfriend’s arms. She turned to look at him, finding him quietly snoring as he cling to her, a hand groping her tit in her sleep.
Well, that might have certainly explained her wet dreams…
Sadayo sighed, rubbing her warm cheeks as she realized it wasn’t a dream. It was real, and it felt so fucking good to snuggle into the arms of her boyfriend again. She closed her eyes as she nuzzled his chest, content to fall back asleep right then and there…
Until she opened her eyes once, realizing her mistake.
It was a school day!
Sadayo barely held back a scream as she fell out of bed. She tried jumping out, getting tangled in the blanket as she scrambled to get up. Akira quickly woke up, alert and ready for a fight, only to find Sadayo trying to get ready.
She kicked the blanket off of her feet and began running around the room. Her hair was a mess, and he could still see a few marks on her body from what he did to her. He chuckled, and she caught the sound with a frown.
Sadayo glared at him and he smiled back at her, knowing he wasn’t exactly helping. She rolled her eyes, tearing her gaze from him and silently cursing him for looking so… so cute and sexy. The bastard.
“So tempting me,” she growled, trying to pick up her clothes. “Where did you throw my bra?!”
“Back corner,” he replied, pointing behind her. He took a moment to admire her ass as she bent down to pick up her clothes, before he made a quiet remark. “Last night was amazing… I hope you had fun.”
Sadayo stood up straight with her back to him. She didn’t say anything, and for a moment, Akira feared he had somehow offended him. Then he watched her turn around and she caught him by surprise with a kiss, earning a small blush on his cheeks.
She pulled away with a grin, before kissing each of his red cheeks. “It was amazing. I’ve been wanting to do that for-”
“Two months?” he chuckled, and she nodded her head with a small giggle.
“You know I want to stay,” she sighed, looking at him.
“I know. But we’ve got to be responsible about this. We’re both adults here,” he joked with a playful smile.
“I’d love to stay here with you and watch a movie or something.”
“I know, Sadayo. It’s okay,” Akira promised. His warm voice told her he understood, but she gave him one last parting gift before she left. She kissed his lips, and he gave a quiet moan as he kissed back, stroking her soft cheek.
The two broke their kiss and Akira sighed with lovestruck eyes as she got dressed. “I’ll see you in class.”
“Looking forward to it.” With her clothes on and horniness subsided, she gave him a smile and began to walk to the exit.
She knew his eyes were on her, and so she decided to give her ass an extra little sway, making sure to draw his gaze to it. She vanished as she walked down the stairs, a smile on her lips as she thought of her love…
They were back together again. They had a future together…
Akira thought the same, funny enough. He thought of her, and the love they shared… He couldn’t wait to see Sadayo, and he couldn’t wait to… to make plans for the future.
He sat on his bed with a smile on his lips as he imagined watching her leave for work again and again… and always, she would come back to him. They’d live together, he’d make her breakfast, and they’d eat together, stopping so Akira could steal a few kisses from her...
The hardships were over, for now. Akira and Sadayo beamed as they both thought that their happily ever after had begun. 0
