"I missed you," she said softly.
"Me too," Akira whispered.
They didn't kiss there, keeping the moment gentle and tender.
Akira Fujimiya let go of Yukinoshita Haruno and looked at Hanada Yui beside him.
Hanada's face flushed, but there was anticipation in her eyes. Seeing this, Akira didn't hesitate as he embraced her.
"Thank you for all your hard work. Take some rest these next few days. I'll leave everything over there to you from now on."
"Yes," Hanada replied quickly.
The three of them then walked out of the airport.
Yukinoshita Haruno's driver remained expressionless, silently driving. Handa tactfully sat in the front seat. Akira held Haruno's small hand and sat in the back.
Since they had already had breakfast, there was no need to eat again. After dropping Riko at her residence, the car drove toward Haruno's home.
The expressionless female driver glanced at the back seat once.
The scene she saw —
Haruno leaning close and kissed Akira.
She looked away before she could see anything more, continue driving without saying nothing.
.....
Upon arriving at Haruno's residence, Haruno opened the door, and the two walked inside.
Her driver quietly left, the sound of the car engine fading into the distance.
Before Akira could change his shoes, Haruno's arms wrapped around Akira's neck with playful urgency, pulling him towards her, body pressing flush against his uniform frame.
"Muah"
Kiss!
Akira responded instinctively, hands settling on her waist as he kiss her back.
His tongue slipped past her parted lips, probing the warm, wet interior with deliberate intent, seeking out her own in the humid cavern.
Shlick! Slurp! Slurp!
Their tongues tangled immediately, slick and hot, twisting together in a messy dance that sent sparks racing down their spines.
Haruno's playful nature shone through as she nipped at his lower lip, a teasing bite that drew a low growl from Akira's throat.
She sighed softly into his mouth, her breath minty and warm, as she molded her curves against his solid chest, the soft swell of her perky big breasts squishing against him through her thin blouse.
"Mmm, I miss this~", she murmured against his lips, her voice laced with tease, her body conveying her growing need, hips shifting subtly to grind against the hardening bulge in his pants.
Akira's hands roamed greedily, one sliding up her back to tangle in her silky hair, holding her in place as he devoured her mouth, sucking on her tongue with possessive hunger. The other hand dipped lower, cupping one firm cheek of her spankable ass through her skirt, squeezing the plush flesh hard enough to make her gasp. He kneaded it roughly, fingers digging into the yielding muscle, pulling her even closer so she could feel every inch of his thickening cock pressing against her belly.
Haruno moaned into the kiss, a breathy sound that vibrated against his lips, her skin flushing hot under his touch as heat pooled between her thighs.
She pushed herself toward him, arching her back to offer more of her body, her tight waist twisting slightly as she rubbed her dampening pants against his thigh.
"Akira~ How's my kissing? Did I get better—Mhm!" she whispered teasingly, but her words ended in a whimper when his fingers slipped under her pants, tracing the edge of her panties and brushing her pussy lips, already weeping slick nectar that soaked the fabric.
"You got way better—"
Schlick! Slurp!
"—Down here too"
The entryway air grew thick with their mingled scents—her floral perfume mixing with the musky hint of arousal—and the wet smacks of their lips parting and crashing back together echoed softly.
Akira kiss her again, nipping at her lower lip.
His other hand molested her breasts, palm grinding against one perky mound, thumb circling the hardening pink nipple until it poked insistently through her clothes. She arched into his touch, moaning louder, her playful facade cracking, her eyes softened, half-lidded with desire that excite him.
Unable to hold back, Akira scooped her up effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her toward the stairs.
Haruno's hands clutched his shoulders, nails digging in as she peppered his neck with kisses, her breath hot and ragged.
They stumbled into her luxurious bedroom, the door clicking shut behind them.
The room was dimly lit by soft lamps, casting warm glows over silk sheets on the neatly arranged bed. Akira set her down gently but urgently.
Clothes flew off in a frenzy. Akira stripped fully naked, his tall, toned body rippling with muscle—broad shoulders, defined abs. His hard cock sprang free, thick and curved upward, ready to hit every sensitive spot, veins pulsing along the shaft, the swollen head already beading pre-cum that glistened in the low light.
Haruno too shed everything but her sheer black panties, which clung to her hips, the fabric darkening at the crotch where her delicious pussy wept more nectar, a neat trim of pubic hair visible through the translucent material. Her perky big breasts bounced free, flushed pink nipples erect and begging for attention, her juicy ass jiggled slightly as she moved.
Haruno's sharp eyes gleamed with playful mischief as she pulled Akira onto the bed, before kneeling between his spread legs. "Look at you, all worked up already," she said playfully, her voice husky, cupping her perky big breasts in hands.
"Mhm~"
She leaned forward, pressing them together around his thick shaft, enveloping his length in warm, soft flesh. The sensation was immediate and overwhelming—her breasts yielded like velvet pillows, squeezing his cock in a plush tunnel that hugged every ridge and vein.
Akira groaned deeply, hips twitching as the flushed pink nipples brushed against his skin, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. "Haruno... fuck, that's incredible," he rasped.
She smiled, pleased by his reaction and started slow, sliding her breasts up and down his shaft, the friction light at first, but as pre-cum oozed from his slit, it slickened the way, mixing with her saliva when she spat lightly onto the head.
Her lips parted, and she kissed the swollen tip tenderly, tongue flicking out to lap at the salty bead of pre-cum. "Mmm, you taste so good,"she murmured.
Suck! Suck!
She sucked the head into her mouth briefly, hollowing her cheeks to draw out more, the wet echoing as she released it, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. Now lubricated, her breasts glided smoothly—schlick-schlick-schlick—the sound obscene in the quiet room, her saliva dripping down to coat his balls.
Haruno pressed her boobs tighter, clenching his dick in a vice of soft flesh, the pressure making the shaft throb violently against her.
Akira could feel every inch enveloped, the yielding warmth contrasting with the firm squeeze, her skin so silky it was like fucking a custom-made sleeve. She continued licking the tip, swirling her tongue around the sensitive crown, teasing the red head with quick flicks that made his toes curl and his hands fist the sheets.
"Can't handle my best assets, can you?" she taunted playfully, but her voice wavered as her own arousal built, panties soaked through, nectar was already trickling down her thighs, pubic hair matted against the fabric.
Schlick! Schlick! Sclick!
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
She started going faster, her breast bounced with each stroke, heavy and hypnotic, the pink nipples grazing his abdomen as she worked him relentlessly. Pre-cum and saliva created a frothy lubricant, reducing friction to pure glide, every upstroke exposing his slick shaft before plunging it back into her cleavage.
Akira's breaths came in pants, as he threaded fingers through her hair, guiding her rhythm. As she lick and suck the length that she was not able to cover from her breast.
Lick! Slurp! Shlick!
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
Slurp! Schlick! Slurp!
Her tongue delved into the slit, probing for more essence, while her breasts milked him, the plush pressure building tension in his core.
She hummed vibrations around the head, eyes locking on his with love shining through the usual mischief, "Does it feel good, Akira? How do you like my service"
Her movements a blur of soft flesh and wet laps, his cock twitching wildly, veins bulging against her skin.
Sweat beaded on her forehead, dripping between her breasts to add to the slick mess, the room filling with his groans and the rhythmic schlicking. Haruno's playful dirty talk escalated, "You're so thick, against my tits like this... imagine what it'll do to my pussy"—but her pleas grew softer, "Please, Akira, let me feel it~"
...
She crawled up the bed on all fours, her breasts glistening with their combined fluids, nipples achingly hard, ass raised high, her cheeks parting to reveal her neat pussy lips swollen and glistening, nectar dripping from the slit, exciting him as he hold her cheeks.
"Take me, Akira~ It has been so long since I've had your dick" she breathed, her voice now laced with subtle plea, glancing back with eyes full of love and need.
Akira knelt behind her, gripping her hips with bruising force, his thick cock aligning with her entrance.
Shlick~!
THURST!
He thrust in with a wet squelch, the curved head parting her tight pussy lips, stretching her inner walls inch by inch.
Haruno gasped sharply, her body jolting forward, the hot rode stretching her inside. "Ahh! So big... you're splitting me open," She screamed as he kept pounding into her, making her big round ass jiggle every time his' hips slammed into her to push his cock deeper and deeper into her.
"Damn this pussy!"
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
Schlick! Slurp! Shlick! Slurp!
He said, hips snapping forward with raw power—the sounds of flesh slapping flesh filling the room, his heavy balls smacking against her clit with each deep thrust.
Haruno's moans escalated, loud and unrestrained, her inner muscles clenching around his invading shaft, rippling and milking him as he stretched her from inside. "Yes, Akira! Deeper... fuck, it feels so good!" she cried, pushing back to meet him, her firm ass jiggling with impacts.
Sweat slicked her skin, face flushed crimson from the overwhelming pleasure, big breasts swaying pendulously beneath her, pink nipples grazing the silk sheets and sending extra sparks.
SMACK!
"Nnngh!"
Akira's hand cracked down on her jiggling ass—leaving a red handprint that made her yelp, a mix of pain and pleasure shooting straight to her pussy, walls tightening even more around his pistoning cock.
SMACK!
"Ahhhhh!"
"You like that, don't you?" he growled, smacking again, the sharp echoes mingling with the wet plaps and her gasps.
Haruno moaned louder, body trembling, "It hurts but..Ahhh!... don't stop, please!"
Her nectar gushed with each slap, coating his shaft and thighs, the wet noise intensifying as he went deeper, the head grinding her sensitive spots relentlessly as it continue to move inside her.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
She couldn't stop moaning, "Ahh! Nngh! Yes!" her body turning into a sweaty, quivering mess, face buried in the pillows as pleasure continue to built.
Akira didn't relent, hips blurring, his muscles flexing with every plunge,his waist slapping against her red ass.
After what felt like an eternity of raw pounding, he buried deep with a guttural groan, cock throbbing as hot ropes of cum flooded her pussy. It wet her insides completely, thick and sticky, overflowing before it drip down her thighs in creamy trails.
"AHHHHHH!"
Haruno's climax hit simultaneously, her walls spasming wildly around him, squirting a gush of nectar that soaked the sheets, her body convulsing in ecstasy.
"Haaa.."
Haruno collapsed onto the bed, tired and spent, her body limp and glowing with a sheen of sweat, breaths coming in soft, ragged pants.
.....
After 2 minutes,
She curled against Akira's side, her energy drained into vulnerable sighs, one hand tracing lazy circles on his chest. "You always leave me wrecked, Akira... but I wouldn't have it any other way," she murmured teasingly, though her voice was soft, eyes heavy with satisfaction and love, her subtle submission showing in how she nuzzled closer, seeking his warmth.
Akira, slightly less tired, wrapped an arm around her, pulling her flush against him. His fingers stroking her damp hair as he kissed her forehead tenderly.
The room now smelled of sex—musky cum, her sweet nectar, sweat—
"You're perfect, Haruno. Rest now—I've got you," he whispered, his gentle smile returning, as he squeeze her, his closure made her sigh contentedly.
She melted further, her sharp wit quiet for the moment, not minding that his member was still inside her swollen fold.
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After 2 hours—
On the ride to Nakiri Mansion,
Akira gazed out the window with a distant look. Next to him, Haruno held his hand gently.
"The weather is a bit hot; we should keep a little distance, who knows someone might get Heat-stroke, " Akira said lightly, turning to her.
"I am sorry, I can't go...yet. You will forgive me, right?" Haruno said, holding his arm tightly her strees ball against it, as she give him a look.
"Don't worry— I should have known what I am getting myself into," Akira murmured, looking out the window and closing his eyes.
"Haha~! And that is why I've prepared a special place for the summer vacation—an uninhabited island," Haruno said, smiling playfully.
"An uninhabited island?" Akira asked, surprised as he turned towards her.
"It's in the hands of that young lady. She originally planned to build a castle there, but due to her health, she temporarily gave up," Haruno explained.
"Did you find her, or did she find you?"
"She called me. She will arrive tomorrow and will follow all your arrangements."
"...That young lady is waiting for me on the island?"
"I… I don't know either," Haruno said, a trace of worry in her voice. She also wondered about the young lady's intentions. Did she arrange the island simply to help Akira, or did she want to see him? Or was there another reason?
"I have a strong feeling I'll meet her on the island," Akira said slowly.
"Then should I help you refuse?" Haruno's eyes hesitated.
"No. I want to see her too," Akira replied firmly.
"You can't just give your heart to her after meeting her, okay" Haruno whispered in his ear.
"Don't worry—I wouldn't—Unless she has superpowers," Akira said, determined.
"....What if she really has superpowers?" Haruno thought, remembering the meteor shower Akira had created.
Hearing this, Akira recalled the system Erina Nakiri possessed—Though mostly he just keep it closed, it had been unexpectedly helpful, lately.
Following that logic, it seemed plausible the young lady could have powers.
And then Haruno thought about what her mother had said:
"She'll die at twenty-five."
If the young lady truly had superpowers, how terrifying would they be? Could her illness be related to these powers?
Haruno observed Akira, lost in thought, without disturbing him. Before the meteor shower, she had never considered supernatural powers existed.
Now, she realized there might be many people around them with extraordinary abilities.
.....
Inside Nakiri Mansion,
Akira and Haruno followed a maid's guidance, as they walked inside a room.
Nakiri Senzaemon had already prepared tea. Upon seeing them, he poured two cups without speaking.
Akira sat opposite Senzaemon without hesitation, and Haruno sat beside him. Senzaemon didn't begin speaking as he handed Akira a document.
Akira took it and handed it to Haruno, who read it carefully.
Akira lifted his teacup, took a sip, and said, "It's a good tea."
"Then have a few more," Senzaemon said lightly.
"Thank you for the offer but that is enough for me, I'm here because of what we talk about and I feel like too much tea will make me need to leave for a restroom," Akira replied, putting the cup down.
"No need to be polite and also have something to eat before anything, Erina is preparing the food, herself" Senzaemon said, glancing at Haruno.
Haruno focused was on the documents carefully reading it—The first half of the document was as they talk about. But the second half caused her to raise her head, looking at Senzaemon.
"The first owner of the shares is Akira Fujimiya. If he and Miss Erina have a child, that child will inherit these shares. What does this mean?"
"It means exactly what it says. While Akira protects Erina, he can develop feelings for her, allowing the next generation of the Nakiri family to continue," Senzaemon replied.
"You know about Akira and Yukino is engagement, yet you still chose this?" Haruno frowned.
"I have no choice," Senzaemon said firmly, staring at her.
His reasoning was simple.
Erina loved Akira. And to ensure his granddaughter could be with the person she loved, he had added this clause. It will also ensured an absolute connection between Akira and the Nakiri family through their child.
He believed that Akira would not reject Erina.
Haruno looked at Akira.
"If Erina and I have a child, I will help the Nakiri family and may even return my existing shares. Of course, this assuming I am responsible," Akira said calmly.
"I believe I didn't make a mistake," Senzaemon said, relieved.
Akira paused briefly, looking at the documents in Haruno's hands.
"Everything else is fine?" he asked.
"Yes," Haruno nodded.
Akira took the document from Haruno's hand whose expression was a little strange, as he signed it.
Seeing this, Senzaemon breathed a sigh of relief.
"Grandpa, the food is ready," Erina Nakiri's voice called out.
The door opened, and Erina came near them.
With—Servant walking inside the room behind her, carrying the food as they neatly place them on the table.
Several dishes were laid out.
"Erina, long time no see," Haruno greeted, her 'usual' smile
"Long time no see, Miss Yukinoshita," Erina replied, bowing politely.
Senzaemon rose, walked to the main seat, and sat down. Haruno sat opposite Erina, Akira glanced at the food, then at Haruno before he sat next to Erina.
Both Haruno and Erina were slightly stunned.
The servant who were there looked at Akira in surprise. This person… didn't he know the rules?
"According to the document, I have acquired these shares for free. You expect me to return them to the Nakiri family, meaning that the child of Erina and I will inherit the shares. In that case, I should be considered a member of the Nakiri family, right?" Akira said clearly.
"Yes," Senzaemon replied, feeling a little regret.
Giving the shares to Akira felt almost unfair to Erina.
Erina herself was bewildered, having never seen or heard anything about the document.
"Nakiri-san, don't worry. I'll help you as promised—After all, if we don't have children, I will need to pay to reclaim the shares," Akira said, holding Erina's hand.
Erina stared at him, then turned to Senzaemon.
"Grandpa, what's going on?"
"Erina, don't you like him?" Senzaemon asked.
"I—" Erina's reaction was immediate. She realized she was digging her own grave.
...
The document Senzaemon had provided seemed to stabilize the situation with Erina. In fact, it had also strengthened Akira's position. By formally connecting Akira, Erina, and the Nakiri family through the shares and inheritance clause, he now had four key chess pieces on the board.
The implications were clear, both for the Nakiri family and for Erina's future.
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