"Mmm, this is delicious! Did you make it?"
"Yes, I did."
Nanaya watched as Machida Sonoko lavished praise on the takeout food he had bought from the real world, nodding without a hint of guilt.
"I'm so happy... Am I dreaming?"
Machida Sonoko was clearly immersed in the artificial happiness Nanaya had crafted for her.
After the meal, Sonoko took the initiative to clean up.
"Just sit there—let me handle it!"
The chores that usually annoyed her now felt effortless.
"Nanaya, why are you back already? I thought you'd be gone for a few days~"
"I'm so glad I didn't go out with my colleagues, or I'd be drowning in guilt!"
Morning's farewell, evening's reunion.
And such a pleasant surprise. Sonoko sat on the sofa, pulling Nanaya into her lap.
Compared to Kato Megumi, Machida Sonoko had a slightly plumper, more mature figure—relaxed and bold.
Nanaya indulged in her attentions, casually replying,
"I missed you. Plus, work got postponed."
Buried in Sonoko's embrace, his face nestled between her soft peaks, breathing in her sweet fragrance, his hands wandered upward along her supple waist.
Having shed her outerwear, Sonoko wore only a white blouse. Feeling Nanaya's touch, she even arched her back slightly, allowing his hands to slip inside effortlessly.
With a flick of his fingers—click—the row of buttons came undone.
Sonoko, now aroused, was more than willing to indulge in their closeness.
Nanaya's obsession with her filled her with a woman's pride.
After a day of recovery, her body had mostly bounced back.
Not wanting to dampen Nanaya's mood, she let herself melt under his touch, her breaths growing ragged.
His fingers found her stiffened nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger as Sonoko gasped. "Ah! You're—hnn!—so good at this..!"
Her back arched further, pressing her chest into his palm as his other hand slid down to the hem of her skirt. The sound of fabric rustling filled the room as he pushed it up, revealing the lacy edge of her pantyhose.
Nanaya's fingers dipped beneath the waistband, tracing slow circles along her dampening clit through the thin fabric. Sonoko's thighs trembled, her hips bucking involuntarily against his teasing touch. "N-Nanaya, please—!"
His hand pushed past the final layer of fabric, claiming its prize.
His other hand glided over her thigh, savoring the texture of her black stockings.
Unlike Kato Megumi's youthful firmness, Sonoko's legs were soft and plush, even more pleasurable to touch.
Nanaya pulled himself from her cleavage and, with a playful "Eep!" from Sonoko, pinned her shoulders down onto the sofa.
Her seductive office clothes half-off, her E-cup breasts half-bared, eyes with hearts in them brimming with desire—Sonoko was the picture of temptation.
As Nanaya lifted her stocking-clad legs, his other hand slipped beneath the waistband of her pantyhose, gripping the full curve of her rear.
"Aaah?! N-Nooo~!" Sonoko's protest died in her throat as he kneaded the plush flesh, his fingers slipping into the crack in between her soft cheeks with deliberate pressure.
The wetness between her legs had soaked through her underwear, leaving a dark patch on the sofa. Nanaya smirked, dragging a finger along her wet folds through the fabric, drawing a shuddering moan from her lips.
"You're already this wet," he murmured, pressing his hardened length against her thigh. "Were you hoping for this all day?"
He kneaded the plush flesh through the thin fabric, relishing its perfect shape.
"W-Wait a second..."
Sonoko let him tear her stockings open but suddenly stopped him at the last moment.
"I-I haven't showered yet... I might smell a little..."
She wanted everything to be perfect for him.
"Then let's shower together."
Nanaya carried her to the bathroom. What they hadn't done in the morning, they made up for at night.
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Steam filled the bathroom as Nanaya pinned Sonoko against the wet wall, his mouth claiming hers hungrily. Water drip over their entangled bodies as his hands groped her soap-slicked big breasts, thumbs flicking over her nipples until they hardened under his touch.
Sonoko mewled, grinding her hips against his thigh for friction. "Ahn! Righ—right there!!" His fingers shoved into her dripping soft entrance without warning, curling just right to make her knees go weak.
"Haaah! T-Too much—!" she cried, but her body said another thing, her warm and wet walls clamping down hard around his thrusting fingers as her climax rippled through her entire body.
Sonoko pouted playfully. "Where did you learn such shameless tricks?!"
But despite her words, she didn't refuse. After pushing up her chest, she scrubbed Nanaya's back.
Moving to wash his front, she sat and straddled on his muscular thighs, rocking back and forth while using the water to clean his legs using hers.
The slippery friction of her thighs around his cock drew a soft groan from Nanaya. Sonoko smirked, reaching behind to guide his rock hard dick between her folds. "...you're so hard already," she purred, sinking down onto him inch by inch with a wanton moan.
Water splashed as she rode him vigorously, her bouncing breasts up and down with each movement. "Ah~! Ah~!!! N-Nanaya—I'm—!" Her nails dug into his shoulders as she came, her inner walls milking him desperately until he spilled his load inside her with a growl.
Her efficient multitasking pleased Nanaya greatly.
Once rinsed off, he carried her to the bedroom. Sonoko's skin was flushed—whether from the hot water or his touch, it was hard to tell.
Perhaps both.
Nanaya spread her legs wide, admiring the glistening evidence of their shower activities. "You're still dripping," he noted with a smirk, dragging his tongue along her inner thigh. Sonoko squirmed, but he held her hips down as he lapped at her swollen folds. "Ahh~! D-Don't lick there—ahhn!"
Her protests turned to pleas as his tongue circled her clit, then plunged inside her. When he added two fingers, crooking them against her G-spot, she screamed his name, back arching on the bed as another orgasm wracked her body.
Before she could even recover, Nanaya flipped her onto her stomach, lifting her hips her. The slap of skin on her ass echoed as he sheathed himself fully in one thrust. "Hnn~! T-Too deep—!"
Sonoko wailed, but her body welcomed him greedily, each snap of his hips hitting her cervix until she came again, tears staining the sheets.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
Face down, ass up. Nanaya mercilessly ravished the big breasted beauty until he finally released again. But by that point, the girl underneath him had already gone unconscious.
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Sonoko's face was still red, her rapid breaths slowly steadying.
Curled up against Nanaya's chest, she traced circles on his skin with her fingers.
Under the covers, her long legs brushed against his, trembling slightly.
"I'm sorry... You must be uncomfortable."
"It's fine."
Nanaya shook his head. Compared to yesterday—their first time—he had to be mindful of her condition then.
"...Then let me help."
After a moment's thought, Sonoko blushed and ducked under the covers. Nanaya watched as the fabric tented over his waist.
Nanaya felt something warm enveloped him, her tongue swirling around the head before taking him deeper.
Soft slurping sounds filled the room as she bobbed her head, one hand massaging his balls while the other stroked what her lips couldn't reach.
"Gluk! Gluk! Gluk!"
When he twitched against her tongue, she took him all the way to the back of her throat, humming around his length. The vibration was felt across his cock as Nanaya decided to speed things up.
Reaching down with his free hand, he went for the back of her head and found a grip in her hair. Applying a little more force, he helped guide her.
"Gluk! Gluk! Gluk!"
Saliva went everywhere on the bed as Sonoko felt his hard cock twitch. Feeling his release, she deepened her efforts with tears in her eyes.
Finally, Nanaya's hips jerked upwards as he came, her throat working to swallow every last drop.
When Sonoko emerged, her earlier thirst had vanished.
Now, not just her lower belly but even her stomach felt slightly rounded.
"Wait a sec~"
She rushed to the bathroom, brushing her teeth several times before returning to Nanaya's side.
This time, she was truly spent.
"By the way, how's the quality of the authors' works at the publishing house lately?"
Nanaya stroked her short hair, feigning casualness.
"It's good! The benefits are decent too, though we do have two rival publishers."
Sonoko answered without thinking.
She was well-versed in this topic—especially since she'd gathered extra intel for Nanaya today.
"I'm thinking of rolling out more benefits for authors. What do you think?"
"Hmm, while it'd attract new writers, I doubt established authors would drop their current projects to create something more appealing right away."
"True. Any suggestions?"
Nanaya knew veteran authors under contract wouldn't abandon profitable works.
But this was just an excuse.
"I'll need to think it over. Tomorrow, I'll ask my colleagues for input."
Sonoko loved these post-coital chats.
"Oh! One of my authors is incredibly talented but doesn't sell well. Her series is about to get axed."
"You two close?"
"Yep! She's a real beauty too~"
Sonoko briefly explained the author's situation.
Just as Nanaya expected—it was Utaha.
Sonoko hadn't figured out how to break the news yet. But with Nanaya here, she could rely on him.
"Notify her about the cancellation first. If her writing's truly outstanding, I might give her a chance when we meet."
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