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Prompt: A Woman Scorned (Persona)
🕑 Added 2018-12-26 21:03:13 +0000 UTCSummary: Haru and Ryuji kissed, and they were happy. But then Sugimura, Haru's fiance, retaliated. He hurt the poor woman, scarring her. Now she, and her true lover will have their revenge on the vile man. Includes: NTR.
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The crowd roared with excitement, and Ryuji felt his blood pump through his body like a raging river. He couldn’t believe he had such great seats for the game. The baseball teams were waving to their fans as they entered the field, gesturing their thanks to the adoring public, and Ryuji roared with cheer as they waved at him.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so fired up, Ryuji,” Haru smiled. The young woman sat beside him, a gentle and content smile on her face as the blond grinned. She was glad she had invited the young man with her to the game.
When she received the tickets as a gift from some would-be business partner, Haru had no plans on actually using them. Then Ryuji found the tickets by her bed, and he asked about them. She told him her original plan, and he rejected it outright, instead suggesting they go to the game together.
After considering the idea, Haru joined Ryuji to the game, and now both parties stood side by side, practically in the front row of the game.
“Man, I always wanted to go to one of these games! You are seriously the best, Haru!” The young woman blushed at the compliment, trying to play it off.
“Hardly. I’m just glad I could share my first time with you, Ryuji.” They smiled at one another, though Haru’s cheeks gained a subtle, pink tint. As she pondered her poor phrasing, the game began and Ryuji’s cheers and shouts practically rocked the stadium.
Haru enjoyed the game, despite not being nearly as invested as her friend. It was a fun afternoon, and she clapped her hands and cheered for both teams as they competed. Eventually a timeout was called, and the large screen at the top of the stadium began to play footage of the audience.
The large screen showed a young man and a woman cuddling together on their seats, and the words ‘KISS’ flashed on the top of the screen. Haru watched as the couple shared a passionate kiss for the audience, and people cheered as the camera moved on to some other couple.
It was positively charming! Haru giggled as she watched couples kiss for the entertainment and amusement of the crowd. She watched two young men shared a loving kiss with one another, an elderly couple sharing a quick peck, a father kissing his daughter’s head, before suddenly the screen showed a very familiar couple.
Her and the loud blond beside her.
“Huh?” Ryuji’s face turned a bright red as he saw the screen, and the loud roar of the crowd suddenly betrayed Haru as they demanded the two kiss. He turned his eyes to Haru, and when their gazes met, both were left a bright red. “Uh…” He gulped, not sure what he was supposed to do now.
Everyone was yelling at him to kiss Haru, and… well, he wanted to. He really, really wanted to. Ryuji didn’t want to admit it, but he liked Haru. Like, like liked her. She was nice, and sweet, and talented, and her body…
He gulped as his eyes glanced at her chest, before darting to the sky. She was pretty. Really, really pretty. No, that didn’t even cover it. She was freakin’ gorgeous, but he couldn’t kiss her! No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn’t-
“It’s okay, Ryuji. You can… um… k-kiss me, if you want.” The blond turned his eyes towards her, his face burning with surprise and embarrassment. Haru avoided his stare as she tried to hide her cheeks in her sweater. “They won’t stop cheering unless you do…”
“Kiss!”
“Come on, kiss!”
“Give her a big wet one!”
Haru had a point…. Ryuji swallowed his nerves. This was the only way to spare Haru anymore embarrassment, he told himself.
What he didn’t know was how much Haru wanted to feel his lips against hers. The young woman couldn’t deny there was an attraction to the blond. He was hot-headed, brash, and as subtle as a hammer, but all these traits attracted her to him.
“What? Y-you sure?” She nodded her head, and the crowd continued to demand the two kiss. Ryuji scratched at the back of his head, a nervous habit of his as he tried to look for a way out.
“I-I don’t want us to hold the game, Ryuji,” Haru whimpered, scooting closer to the blonde.
“G-give me a minute, I don’t… Uhhh, w-where should I put my hands?” he asked, holding them up as if he had lost all control over them.
“Here…” Haru blushed as she reached forward, taking Ryuji’s hands in hers. Without another word, she gently pulled him towards her and gently pressed her lips against his. In her mind, Haru wondered where she found this confidence from. The answer was probably in her own heart. Her feelings for the brave, heroic young man pushed her to do something stupid….
Stupid, but…. Ryuji’s lips were nice. Haru found her eyes falling shut as her lips didn’t move. Ryuji leaned forward forward, deepening the kiss and the almond-haired woman moaned in approval, releasing his hands and placing hers on his shoulders.
The blond’s hands caught Haru’s arms, but rather than pry her off of him, he went down the long, slender limbs and ended up placing his hands on her back. They leaned over the armrest between their seats, their eyes closed as their lips began to gently nip and rub against the other.
Voices cheered, but neither noticed as they were lost in their own little world. When Ryuji’s tongue slipped between his lips and grazed Haru’s mouth, she gasped and pulled away, blushing profusely.
Neither said anything as they stared. Somewhere in the stadium, the call was made to continue the game and that’s exactly what happened, but neither could bring themselves to cheer. They were quiet, eyes focused on the game as Ryuji tried to hide the small tent between his legs and Haru fidgeted in her seat, rubbing her thighs together. Their faces were a bright, burning shade of red as the game went on.
When the game ended, the two politely waved goodbye and went their separate ways…
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Ryuji would have been happy to let Haru have her space from him, but then he woke up almost in the middle of the night to his phone’s ringtone. The auburn-haired woman had called him, and when he picked up the phone, her answer was short and to the point.
She needed him to come over. Now. From the way her voice sounded, it sounded like she was crying. Ryuji didn’t waste a minute. He ran to Haru, grabbing a taxi to help reach his best friend. He asked her to stay on the phone, and she did.
While the taxi was racing through the city, Ryuji had his ear pressed against the phone, listening to Haru’s whimpers and tiny hiccups. She was holding back tears. He didn’t bother asking what was wrong. She would tell him when he got there.
Ryuji found Haru’s front door unlocked, and that unnerved the blond. He locked the door behind him and ran to the girl’s room, finding her alone and shaking on her bedroom floor. She was trembling, hugging her knees as light slipped in from outside to outline her body.
“Haru…?” Ryuji crouched beside the young woman, placing his hands on her body. “Y-you okay?” He scolded himself for such a stupid question. “What happened…?”
“S-Sugimura…”
Ryuji’s blood boiled at the name alone.
“H-he saw us kissing…” Rage was replaced with guilt in an instant. Ryuji slowly shook his head in disbelief, as Haru confirmed his fears. “H-he came in, a-and he was so mad… I’ve never seen him so angry.”
Ryuji’s eyes adjusted to the dark, and his cheeks burned with a scarlet glow as he saw her clothing, or lack thereof. She was in her underwear, and her bra was hanging onto her chest with only a single strap. He averted his eyes as Haru whispered.
“He tried forcing himself on me…”
“T-that bastard…!” Ryuji’s teeth ground against one another as he stood up. “I’m going to kill him!”
“No! Ryuji, you can’t.” Of course he couldn’t. Killing the sick bastard was still a crime, even if Sugimura was a piece of shit, but what was he supposed to do? Ryuji realized he had to call the other Phantom Thieves, but Haru stopped him again.
“Please… Don’t tell the others about tonight.” Ryuji’s voice was caught in his throat. He didn’t know how to respond as Haru’s hand gently touched his. He looked down at her, before helping her stand as she lifted herself up on shaky legs. “I don’t want them to know…”
“Then what are we supposed to…?” Ryuji stopped talking. Not because he was interrupted, but because of what he saw in Haru’s eyes.
He had never seen such an intense look in her eyes before. It reminded him of Shiho, honestly, and how overwhelmed the girl was from Kamoshida’s abuse, but Haru’s eyes didn’t match. Her glazed over, hazel eyes were more like his. That’s when Ryuji realized just what he saw in Haru’s usually-serene eyes.
Rage. Seething, boiling, burning hatred. It consumed Haru as she whispered to her friend.
“I want to hurt him, Ryuji… I need to hurt him… Please, I need your help to do that.”
Ryuji gulped. He wondered if he was standing on the edge of something big… before he decided, fuck it. Haru was worth it. He didn't care what he had to do, as long as she was happy.
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Sugimura woke up restrained to a chair, and nearly naked. All he wore were his white boxers as he struggled to escape, rope digging into his wrists. He tried to stand, and he found his legs in a similar position. He was tied and bound to a wooden chair, and any attempt to look at his surroundings left him without any answers.
There was only a single light in the room, and it illuminated him and the small area around him. The room itself must have been huge, because he couldn’t even see the walls. All he saw was darkness as a voice called out to him.
“Good. You’re awake, Sugimura.”
He recognized that voice, though it did take him a moment. He simply had never heard Haru’s voice reach such a low tone. She almost sounded intimidating as Sugimura shouted into the darkness.
“Release me, you stupid, slut! I order you to-”
“She doesn’t take orders from you!” A fist smashed into Sugimura’s cheek from out of nowhere, and the wealthy man almost pissed himself from the pain. As he struggled to ignore the agony he was under, Sugimura looked at Haru.
The woman had stepped out of the shadows, and the rich youth was silent as he took in her image. In the past, Sugimura had complained about Haru’s appearance, especially her weight, but to be honest, he had always thought the young woman was pretty. He wouldn’t be wasting his time with her if she wasn’t at least somewhat attractive…
But when he saw her there, naked, glaring down at him with dark, hazel eyes, something in him stirred. Her figure was curvaceous, as if her body was a sculpture than something real and natural. Haru’s hips were wide, and her chest was large, standing on her chest as if defying gravity. Perky, with a pair of nipples on each tits.
She was beautiful, something like a princess, and even as she glared at him, Sugimura couldn’t resist taking in her curvy figure.
He opened his mouth to comment on her beauty, how she did nothing to even cover herself, when she lifted her hand up and slapped him. She actually struck him, silencing him as his face was marked by a red handprint. Sugimura cursed, trying to break free from the chair as he roared.
“Ahh! You stupid bitch! How dare you hit me?!”
“Don’t you dare talk to her like that!” That other voice again. Who was that? Sugimura turned his head and he scowled as he realized that this was the man who struck him first. Some blond, spiky haired boy around Haru’s age.
Whoever he was, Sugimura saw him as beneath him, and the rich prisoner looked at his fiance for answers. “What is going on here, Haru? Who is this man? Why am I tied up?!”
“This man is my fiance, Ryuji. My real fiance. The man who owns my heart, not a parasite like you.” Haru’s voice was cold and sharp. Sugmira had never expected her such a bright-eyed woman could even sound like that.
“As for what is going on, and why you are tied up…” Haru turned her head to look at Ryuji, and a smile finally graced her soft features. The blond was blushing at her words, and Sugimura gagged in disgust as Ryuji began to fiddle with his pants.
His pants fell to the ground, and Ryuji was soon just as naked as Sugimura. The men only wore their boxers as Haru pulled her fiance close. They kissed, and Sugimura remembered just who this man was.
“You! You’re the bastard that kissed my fiance!” The couple embraced one another, holding their bodies against one another. Haru’s naked breasts were sandwiched between her chest and Ryuji’s… Sugimura’s face turned red from jealousy, wanting to be in the blond prick’s place. “Get away her from before I-”
“You won’t do anything, Sugimura.” Haru broke the kiss, and she looked at her ex-fiance. “This is the end of our arrangement. The end of the deal you made with my father. I want you to watch as Ryuji fucks me.” The word sounded so dirty on Haru’s tongue. “I want you to know he’s going to be fucking me from now on. You will never have this body.” She placed a hand on her hefty chest. “Or feel my pussy around your cock.” She brushed her clit with her other hand. “You will only have this memory.”
She sounded so cold. A chill went down Sugimura’s body as Haru looked at Ryuji, and smiled once more. “Are you ready, Ryuji?”
“Y-yeah. Let’s show him who you belong to.” Ryuji spanked Haru’s ass, enjoying the sight of the flesh jiggling, before he kissed Haru again. At the same time, she hooked her thumbs against his boxers and tugged.
Sugimura brought his head down to watch Haru pull the boxers down, only for her to have a hard time doing that. Ryuji’s erection, they realized, was almost too big. It kept the boxers on him, forming a large tent out of the cloth. Haru giggled as the blond blushed under the dim light.
“Such size… I can’t wait to feel it inside me again.”
Her ex-fiance nearly choked on air, but before he could question her statement, the cloth finally popped off of Ryuji’s dick and his penis was exposed for all three to see. Sugimura almost recoiled, retreating into his chair as he saw the massive beast. It was much bigger than his own, protruding from Ryuji’s crotch like some kind of third arm.
“Ah!” He screamed, and Sugimura immediately felt ashamed of himself. His shame only grew as Haru laughed at the brunette’s scream.
“You don’t have to be so afraid, Sugimura. I know it’s much bigger than yours, but that’s no reason to scream. It’s not going anywhere but inside me.” Haru spoke the words so casually, as if she had ridden that beast multiple times, and for all Sugimura’ knew, she had.
“Y-you whore!”
“I am,” Haru agreed. “I’m Ryuji’s whore.” She kissed her real love once more, before practically climbing onto him.
It was a seamless transition. Haru climbed into Ryuji’s arms, and she wrapped her limbs around his body. Arms locked around his neck, legs hooked behind his back. She rubbed her chest against Ryuji again, rising up so that her tits were even rubbing against his cheeks. Ryuji had his hands firmly on the wealthy woman’s ass, digging his fingers into her succulent flesh.
Sugimura gulped, out of anticipation, but he told himself it was fear. Haru switched between kissing Ryuji’s lips and smothering his face in her chest for a few moments, before she lifted her body work and brought it down upon Ryuji’s mighty rod.
The blond moaned as her pussy squeezed his shaft. Sugimura found himself shocked at just how easy that massive thing had gone into her. He tried to work out how that was possible, even as he knew that the two must have had sex behind his back, when Haru let out a cry.
A moan of pleasure, a sound that made Sugimura’s heart race. In fact, the sounds the happy pair was making began to affect him. Haru’s moans were straight of his fantasies, and the way Ryuji was bouncing Haru on his cock reminded the pampered pretty boy how unfit he was. He certainly wasn’t fat, but he could never lift Haru like that, nor could he lift her up and down his cock.
Ryuji was stronger than him, and that fact revolted Sugimura almost as much as the next one did.
“Oh my god…. Ryuji, look at his tiny penis!” Sugimura’s eyes widened as he looked down. He was erect, and his boxers tented slightly for the erection, but comparing his penis with Ryuji’s was like comparing a pea to a carrot.
The size difference was so big, it caused Haru and Ryuji to laugh as she continued to bounce on hsi cock.
“Wow, that’s what you’re packing? I think my fingers are longer than that!” Ryuji laughed.
“Below average, at best, Sugimura. Meanwhile, Ryuji’s cock is far.” She bounced on her man, clapping their bodies together. “Above.” Her body fell on his again, shaking their two frames as pleasure struck their body. “Average.” Haru kissed her lover, sucking on his top lip as Sugimura glanced at his smaller pecker.
It was small. It was small, and now Haru and her bastard boyfriend knew it. He burned with shame as he roared at the two. “H-how dare you?! I’ll make you pay for this, I’ll have you both ru-”
Haru moaned, and Sugimura was silent. She sounded so happy. He was left silent as Haru leaned her head back, glaring at the older man with spiteful eyes.
“S-shut the hell up, Sugimura! You don’t have the right to talk around a real man just yet,” she smirked, a mocking smile that left the brunette quiet.
With the word scared into his place, Haru enjoyed herself.
The size of Ryuji’s cock was perfect for her body. It stretched her pussy, reaching into her wet depths. She moaned in pleasure, tongue hanging out as she dug her nails into back.
“Harder! Fuck me harder, Ryuji!” They kissed, their tongue smacking against one another as Ryuji’s tip slammed into her. The hit broke the kiss, and Haru practically screamed as she came without warning.
The orgasm was sudden, but its effect went all throughout Haru’s body, shaking her to her core her pussy tightened around Ryuji’s member.Her body felt like it was being electrocuted as it convulsed. She would have fallen off of her fiance’s body if his strong hands didn’t hold her against him.
Ryuji kept one hand on her back as the other groped her rear. She giggled as he gave her butt a squeeze. She licked her plump lips as she smiled at him.
“Just relax, Haru. Let me make you happy.” Her heart skipped a beat as Ryuji began to lift her up and down the length of his cock. He knew just where to press his cock into, just when to slow down or speed him. He was the perfect lovers as Haru began to scream with pleasure.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! I-I love you, Ryuji! I love you!” Haru was almost hysterical from the pleasure. She was moaning and mewling from every pounding, body-shaking thrust. Her tits bounced as Ryuji fucked her. “P-please, cum in me!”
Ryuji’s eyes widened, and his pace slowed down for a moment. The wealthy, auburn-haired beauty whined in protest as her fiance stared into her eyes. “Y-you sure…?”
“Yes… I want your baby. I want to marry you. I want to be yours, Ryuji. You’ve stolen my heart.” She kissed him, pulling on his bottom lips with hungry, burning desire. Their lips popped apart as she gazed into his eyes. “Please, make me your woman…”
Ryuji seemed hesitant, but another kiss from Haru’s sweet lips won him over. “Alright.” He grinned, flashing his white teeth as he resumed fucking her. She moaned with joy, leaning her head back. “I promise to take care of you, Haru, and our baby. I’m gonna make you the happiest girl in the world!”
Those words brought tears to Haru’s face. Tears of joy, something she had never felt before. She let the pleasure overwhelm her as felt Ryuji’s cock throb inside of her. He came, and she soon followed.
The couple came together, clinging to one another as his sperm filled her hungry womb. Haru’s body quivered from the ecstacy, before she went limp in the blond’s arm.
“I-I love you, Ryuji,” she muttered, with bright, sparkling eyes.
“And I you, Haru…” He kissed her lips, supporting her with his strong arms. His cock was like a cork, keeping his sperm inside of her and almost assuring her pregnancy. “What do we do with him?” He gestured his head towards Sugimura.
The wealthy man had cum watching the couple. His sperm trickled down his small penis, staining his boxers and pooling between his thighs. He realized the two were looking at him and he shivered, keeping his eyes on the ground, as if scared of them.
“I think he’s learned his lesson, haven’t you, Sugimura? If you ever try do anything against me, or my fiance, or anyone I care about, the full weight of my company’s power will fall on you. That is a war you know you can’t win, don’t you, Sugimura?”
His silent nod was the perfect answer. Haru giggled with joy, her sweet and innocent voice a stark contrast from the situation.
“Excellent!” Haru then turned her eyes to Ryuji, and she nuzzled his face with hers. “Mmm… You freed me, Ryuji. You saved me… I think you deserve to live like a hero deserves after saving his princess.” She kissed him, and unlike the previous kisses, this was slow, almost innocent. “I promise, when we’re married, I will give you everything you could ever need to be happy. All of my wealth is yours…”
“I don’t want money, Haru. I just want you,” Ryuji chuckled, and Haru fell deeper and deeper in love with her man.
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