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[ Kuro may have told Madara to never give up his lie to Anzu, but he didn't say shit about getting back at Eichi or Keito and using Anzu to do that. Whelp.

It doesn't help that they (read: Eichi "competitive thottage masters division" Tenshouin) managed to find something to hit him with earlier. He asked Madara to come by and talk about what he can and can't do for future lives involving MaM, sure whatever. But then he had the nerve to tell him how he managed to have tea with Anzu the day before. He was absolutely trying to figure out how much Anzu meant to him and how dare he? Madara shouldn't care because he too needs Anzu the same way Eichi does, it's not the closeness Eichi is looking for to exploit, but there really are few outlets to vent out his frustration.

That includes, unsurprisingly, using Anzu. The good news is that Madara... rewards handsomely. In a way. Okay right now she's tied up and at the whims of a big guy who does what he wants, but surely he'll be gentle with her, right? ]

Hahaha, I don't believe Anzu-san was too busy today? I just need you for a little bit ♪

[ He sounds cheerful as ever, but the current situation makes that hard to believe. Especially when he has to let Anzu go after this and surely he'll be slapped with her trusty paper fan when her wrists are free again. His roaming hands aren't helping his case, they went from a professional check on the ropes and knots from being too tight to his fingers being seconds away from slipping right under Anzu's skirt. ]

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[ the teatime between eichi and anzu wasn't all that eventful, to be honest. it was just a nice little chat between two schoolmates over tea and scones, though anzu was a little suspicious about eichi's questions regarding madara, to the point that she'd flat-out told him as politely as she could that he can just ask her childhood friend for more info in class. but aside from that, anzu didn't think too much about it -

until she's swooped into madara's arms without any warning again, totally helpless in his hold as he hauled ass into the gym and locked themselves in the equipment room. to think she's starting to get used to being kidnapped like this, but the fact that he'd timed it so that anzu would be on her lonesome, without any scheduled activities (which is rare enough as it is), well. it didn't take long for her to connect the dots. ]

You could just tell me ahead of time, Madara-san. [ chiding, but she doesn't sound too mad despite her hands being nicely tied together behind her back, despite her heart racing from all this. at least madara thought of placing her down on the blue mats to make her own situation a little more comfortable. ]

But if it's that important, then... [ nod. okay, she can do this. it's light bondage anyway and she'd be lying if she said that she isn't excited, but there's just one inquiry. ] Are you going to blindfold me?

[ it's obvious that madara didn't exactly plan all of this, but. there's always his school tie. ]

[ Thank goodness she gets what's going on, even if it's definitely an impulsive, indulgent thing. It makes things go much smoother, even a guy like him can appreciate it (and competency is a bit of a turn-on, yay). There's planning to the surprise though, as can be figured from the way he found her at a good time and took the equipment room. He even doubled the mat so it's bit more comfortable for Anzu. That's how Madara be though, so her gently chiding him gets a light laugh. ]

I could, but your heart wouldn't be beating as hard as it does now, would it?

[ He isn't even near her chest, but staring at them knowingly like he would. But at her question, he looks almost surprised himself. How rare, but hey Anzu can do that and he has no qualms about that at all. His hands pull away, loosening his tie. ]

You have so much faith in me, Anzu-san! I'm touched.

[ Before he covers her eyes though, he pulls out his hair tie, shaking his braids lose. It's a nice look as he tugs anzu's hair into a low ponytail, and the last before he covers her eyes. Does Madara have a plan? Well, now he does when Anzu offers up her eyesight on top of them trying out light bondage. RIP He doesn't mention it, because it's something she'll feel as he kisses the line of her jaw and whispers in her ear. Also off her skirt and panties go and oh-so-slowly, just to keep up her heart rate. ]

If Anzu-san liked this, would she let me tie her a little more ornately next time?

[ of course he'd be staring at her chest, but he does have a point about her heart about to leap out of her damn chest at madara's ill-timed horniness. like dude, they're at school, in some storage room where anyone can peek in at anytime through the windows, even if the room's already dim and madara would have thought of closing them anyway. it's hot, and madara removing her skirt and panties aren't helping, but

it'll be fine. she also needs this anyway, since sex can be one hell of a stress-relief apparently. especially if it's with madara who can power the whole school with his big dick energy. and, well, this is pretty urgent so who is she to deny him of her body, really.

she's not going to lie though, she's regretting the blindfold because madara with his hair down makes him even more handsome and it feels as though she's one of the few people who have the honor to see him like that. but the school tie is snug around her eyes and it's gross to say but it smells just like him, and she's already starting to feel a bit overwhelmed with his lips on his jaw and his breath tickling her ear, making her pant a little. being literally tied down really is frustrating...! ]

Ah, i-if that's what you want... [ she shifts a little, closing her legs together tightly now that she's feeling a little breezy down there ] I trust Madara-san, after all.

[ Madara's horniness is always well-timed, excuse. Well okay, in the occasion that it isn't, he manages to deal with the measures to handle it swiftly without a hitch. Now that is true big dick energy at work here.

He wants to tease her because that's a mutually beneficial sort of manipulation. As morally questionable as it is to toy with a girl's feelings, knowing it, and probably finding excitement in it too that he has to shift the way he's sitting, he doesn't think of himself as good. He won't think of the consequences right now, he has particular needs right. They involve an Anzu. ]

Do you now? Offering yourself so earnestly... [ His tone is amused but trails off in a way that's sultry, almost. ] But you're getting antsy just like this, being unable to stop me ♪

[ Despite her closing her legs earlier from being exposed, he pushes her thighs apart with little effort. Whether that's because he's strong and not someone to fight back and/or it's willingness on Anzu's part because she trusts him that much, it's probably better left unsaid to spare someone's dignity. His fingers tease her with surprisingly light strokes over her slit, just grazing over her clit with his fingers. If that wasn't kind of annoying, he then pulls his hand away and grasps her thigh to keep her in place, knowing he'll have her attention after that. ]

For now though, I think going all the way might be a bit much unless you want to be sore like last time. But, I'll be gentle and well both come out satisfied, promise~

[ She gets a kiss on the lips, slow and sweet despite him being an awful tease. He's really letting his worse side show through, but maybe she wouldn't notice with that trust she has in him and that libido building up. Whose fault is that? This giant ho. ]

Edited 2018-07-12 06:19 (UTC)

[ as if she can stop him with her hands tied behind her back?! mama really is being cruel here, but anzu's blissfully unaware of her childhood friend's dark machinations in his mind, showing how much she trusts him even with this. she squeaks at his fingers teasing at her, and lets out a little whine when he brought his fingers back because she's about to get more into it.

so mean, she thinks as she deepens the kiss herself, leaning forward a bit more in hopes that she'll take him off guard with this. she's just a girl with simple needs? he can't just leave her hanging?! she breaks the kiss with a slight pant and pouts at madara... or at least she thinks she's looking right at him. ]

I do want to walk after this, thank you.

[ the first time they'd done it, she'd needed a couple of days to recover... it was nice to rest for oncec but that meant coming up with excuses as to why she couldn't move the entire weekend. good thing she always has that overexertion excuse, but she can't pull that out all the time. it'll make anyone suspicious. ]

Madara-san always seems so capable so I didn't think he'd want something like this right now, but... please be gentle with me.

[ for real this time. anzu doesn't want to get overwhelmed afte this, even when she's positively dripping with want right now. this is all his fault, in the end. ]

Edited 2018-07-18 03:12 (UTC)

[ madara makes a sound that's caught in between their mouths and the kiss, and it's one of surprise. he deserves the forwardness for sure... it's probably the best way to get through that thick skull of his. the pout gets a laugh out of him though, which at least she can hear! hopefully she doesn't take him hinting he's both lighthearted and a little horny the wrong way like he's looking down on her childishness. it's cute! he loves it and it really makes playing with her fun for him. ]

Of course, of course! There are only so many excuses Anzu-san can use before they're exhausted. I'd love to have you all to myself... but that wouldn't be fair for other units. That's not a sentiment others would appreciate either. With some exception, I do want to get along with others~

[ not even rei would forgive that transgression if anzu's lies fell through. not that these things should be shouldered by her alone, he'd gladly take responsibility were he to get caught! that... would be awkward though and his junior here would have a worse time because she is not as strong as madara when it comes to that.

at her request though to treat her gently this time, he hums in confirmation, making sure she's comfortable on the stack of mats. she could probably feel his hair brushing against her thighs, it's messy and now tousled from untying his hair. they've yet to do this, so he's not rushing at all in case she reacts suddenly. spreading her with his fingers, he licks upwards. she was wet from his teasing, so he can determine easily he likes the taste of her, lapping away slowly. ]

Mm?

[ thankfully anzu is good at communicating her feeling to this guy, he doesn't need to say much this time and interrupt, just a little noise to egg anzu to to say something in response. ]

[ not only is she not strong as madara, she won't be able to handle the controversy once word of this goes out. she's supposed to treat the idols equally and not get too attached or so kunugi-sensei had advised her before. but this is madara, her supposed childhood friend... she still feels bad about not remembering him at all, and she'd put so much love and effort onto that one outfit specifically, so why not do the same here?

it's the least she can do for a long-forgotten friend.

her thoughts were interrupted though, by the feeling of... hair? on her legs, and then his tongue right at her entrance. wait, he's really going there? ]

Ah, M-Ma-- Madara-san--!

[ her legs automatically close in, his head tucked nicely in between her thighs, and she can't exactly push him away either because of the binds behind her back, as she's now struggling against them. his tongue is going wild inside her, taking his sweet time in licking up her nectar, and she's going livid at how he seems to like her taste and now she's wondering how she'd taste like -

but no, he's totally egging her on! she folds her leg in, unknowingly bringing his face closer, whimpering desperately against him. this is really unfair, she needs to hold on to something before she really loses it...! ]

Edited (spotted a late typo, whew) 2018-08-09 02:18 (UTC)

[ Unsurprisingly, Anzu is good at encouraging others, and Madara is good to encourage. With it and those thighs bringing his face closer, he presses and drags his tongue more firmly against her, like that nectar is a treat to relish. For a moment he even pushes his tongue inside her. Something softer and wetter than what he has done, that probably feels mush different. Maybe less intrusive... He hasn't forgotten that she does take a bit of time to get get used his size. But, he pulls away to talk, letting Anzu feel his cheek and warm breath on her inner thigh. ]

Blindfolded, tied up... is Anzu going crazy from being sampled like this? It's very easy to tell how wet you are~

[ Despite being trapped by impressive legs, he wriggles out a bit. Enough to reach her bound wrists. ]

It's not the same as when you did it for me, but I'd love to suck off Anzu-san. If she begs a little, I can do something else for her little predicament too.

[ Like untie her. His fingers trails over her skin and the rope, ready to undo the knot despite being behind her and out of his vision. He wonders where her hands would go after being teased like this, there definitely a bit of tension he can feel in her wrists and fingers. The mat below, his broad shoulders, or his very head are good guesses. But first he wants to hear her a little desperate, after such focused attention. ]

[ she's not going to lie, having herself be feasted like this was a scary thought at first, but she just wasn't sure if anyone would want to even though a number of guys would ask for coochie if she'd allow it. madara has always been forward though but tbh she would've appreciate it if he'd ask or even beg for it first, the nerve... but it's too late, she really is getting wetter and more stimulated, struggling even more with the binds that prevent her for doing anything else, hips bucking up to meet his mouth for more of that tongue. it's lewd, but isn't that what madara wants from her all this time?

like begging, for instance. anzu's not the type to prostrate on the floor like mao, but the need to be sent over the edge is real and she's just quivering at his teasing touches at this point. her voice is downright embarrassingly cute to hear too - ]

Please-- Please do more of that, senpai, I want to hold you too...

[ don't forget that she's still pretty new to this, boyo. she may roll with pretty much anything, but maybe she's not ready for light bdsm just yet, especially in a semi-public location... even if she's still very much gushing on the mat right now. at least show some mercy to an old childhood friend? ]

[ He doesn't have any reason to look up when he face is obscured-- just listening to her moans and pants, feeling her all around him and closer when she jerks her hips to his face, that's plenty for him. Something about Anzu assaulting his senses in her rapture has gotten him hard too, but he can ignore the discomfort in his pants for now. Knowing Anzu she'd help him out after this.

Deftly with a few tugs and brushes of his fingers against her wrists, the knot comes undone like he's an expert with practice... that may be more right than it should be. He even has the nerve to hum a little tune during the process, and as he massages the skin, hoping it can soothe any possible marks that will surface. Thankfully it was just his necktie, but the gesture is tender all the same. ]

Go ahead, and don't worry about hurting me by pulling on my hair. I can takes Anzu's loving embrace in any form.

[ Not that he's a masochist, Madara is just sturdy. Hello, those broad shoulders and pecs (where are his abs, Happy Elements)? But telling him to do "more of that" is what he'll take as an okay to continue and takes this a bit farther. Pushing her legs a bit farther apart, spreading her pussy with his fingers, he goes right for her clit. Using his lips and tongue, he sucks on the nub and occasionally strokes it with short, firm swipes of his tongue. He can guess she's close and this little horny-fueled session will be halfway through, but it's not an excuse to slack off, keeping up his pace. ]

[ it's a good thing madara's undone the binds around the wrist before he went ham on her down there, because anzu's going to need all the support she can get. her hands immediately go to the top of madara's head as expected, lacing her fingers through that hair and giving it a few rough tugs, practically weeping at his unending assault on her clit.

you can tell that she's getting very close to climaxing when her voice is getting louder, and it's bad. his sister from last time really wasn't kidding. still, she lets one of her hand go of his hair to cover her own mouth like the master of multitasking that she is, though maybe she should have asked him to seal her mouth shut instead of her eyes. and speaking of her eyes, all this activity is making the makeshift blindfold slip down a little, her exposed eye peeking down to watch madara eat her out in real time. and that will honestly do her in. ]

Ah, t-too much, I'm-- I'm going to--!

[ her shaking thighs wrap around his head as a last result for her to hold on as she teeters more onto the edge, both hands back on his hair once more while she keeps pleading to him in hushed desperate breaths, madara madara madara -

until she's done it, her juices now flowing out into his mouth as her muscles relax and her fingers loosen their tight grip on his hair. she's going to have to braid up his hair to make up for her roughness later, but for now she'll catch her breath and prepare herself for the other half of this session, knowing that madara isn't satisfied with just one, and neither is she. ]

Edited 2018-08-25 13:53 (UTC)

[ At his worst, Madara really, really enjoys this, for reasons unbeknownst to little Anzu. Yes he's feeling frustrated and taking it sort of out on her in a way they both benefit. But if Anzu especially likes it, then maybe she'll be more open to his antics despite how spontaneous they are. Selfish too, it's not like others can get this out of her. With how closely she holds onto him and calls his name, being "hers" is nice too.

He enjoys that sweet reward for bringing her over the edge, and finally he slows down a bit while she enjoys the afterglow without too much overstimulation. Pulling back one more time when he's satisfied pleasing her, he licks his lips to clean up what left, then realizing her blindfold slipped. Well. ]

Ahaha, let me help you with that.

[ There you go Anzu, your full eyesight back. He'll just set his tie aside where he can grab it later. Now for his little problem dpwn thanks to eating her out with mutual enthusiasm. Okay, it's not little and they know this from experience, Anzu is probably going to make a big deal out of it since it's her. But first, a kiss the way she likes it. ]

Hmm... Would Anzu-san like to return the favor? That's a good way for me to gauge how well I did~

[ He knows he treated her coochie well, but hey— he wants some too. Leaning back, he spreads his legs. ]

[ anzu blinks, eyes rapidly adjusting to the dim room before madara's kiss knocks her out of orbit again and - yep, that's her, she can definitely taste herself from his lips. it's strange and a more than a little lewd, but it's so intimate that anzu can't help but want more.

especially when madara asks her to return the favor. while she's ultimately touched at being treated very well just now, there's nothing like pleasing someone until they are satisfied, and getting to suck dick after enduring madara's lips and tongue on hers is certainly its own reward, so. don't mind if she all but dives her hands for his pants a bit too eagerly, unzipping him and freeing his already hard cock from his underwear, it's about time she gets to feast on it.

and okay, she'll try not to make a big deal out his big dick again, but can you really blame her when the guy's literally exuding BDE right now. she wraps her hand around his length to rub it up to full hardness, feeling herself getting wet again just from this alone, and now she's bending down, ass up, reading to place her lips around that tip --

only for a distant sound of a door opening snap her out of this haze of lust.

uhhhhhhh.

is someone really going to use the gym now? she's completely frozen in this position, eyes turning to madara like a deer caught in the headlines. she did suspect that he'd kidnapped her on an impulse, but he really could have planned this through, hello?! ]

Edited 2018-08-30 13:10 (UTC)

[ Madara takes in a quick breath when Anzu has his dick in her hands. Her hands are so soft and warm, it's different than when he touches himself. Honestly he's kind of been looking forward to having his dick sucked since last time, there's something about Anzu's eagerness and inexperience that makes it enjoyable. Last time they were more focused on the actual full-on sex part, but this time they both know what they want.

...And that's what makes those ominous footstep sounds kind of a pain. For like, a moment Madara looks irritated because that stops Anzu, but at the same time... Hm. Never really thought about nearly getting caught turning him on, and he hopes she doesn't notice that twitch of his body from the adrenaline. However, someone who isn't as much of a thrill-seeker is looking at him like a helpless little fawn, and he has to do something about that. He pulls Anzu up from her spot and holds her close, scooting towards a wall. He's got a huge frame and could nearly shield or cover easily... Just ignore the hardness prodding her thigh. Brave of some fruit to think Madara can whisper, but it's low and close to her ear as he presses a finger to her lips. ]

Isn't this exciting? Shh.

[ The sound of steps approach the door, but then there are muffled voices. The conversation sounds confused, and there's some more back and forth before they step away. ]

It's the basketball club. I decided to be nice and leave the ball cart out for them. Also, Chiaki-san isn't always mindful of his things.

[ He holds up a set of keys. The lovable rogue strikes again! Now, Anzu is gently pushed off. Where were they? ]

[ there are two things than anzu has discovered in this very short, critical span of time:

first, she realized how nice it was to be held by him so closely, his huge frame and big hands protecting her body from further harm and discovery as madara scampered off to the furthest corner of the storage room, with various sports and gym equipment hiding them effectively so long as they don't make too much noise (and yes, it's surreal that madara can even whisper in the first place but it sure beats talking in a normal, level voice); second, she discovers how madara is very much into the risk of getting caught, judging from how his dick is hardening against her smooth thigh as of the moment. is this why he wanted to get himself off right now with her help? she really should've said no if it'd only lead to this --

but instead she wraps her lips around his fingertips on her mouth, while throwing a deadpan stare at him with a hum. well, she'd be lying if she said that this isn't exciting, as her heart's practically about to leap out of her chest when he told her that the basketball club is just right outside the door - and madara stealing chiaki's keys?! that's so mean!! so she's just going to suck on his fingers instead as defiance, even though her hand finds his dick and strokes it again to full hardness anyway because goddammit, it's his fault she's become this horny now. she's still wet and twitching a little from earlier, already wanting this to be over as soon as possible (or wanting to be fucked so bad, who knows), but at the same time they've got to wait until basketball practice is over so

it's cool. she's used to not speaking for long periods of time so she'd know not to get caught by her mere voice alone, and she can keep madara on bay when she can until he begs or... something. only problem is - can madara stay quiet as well for as long as he can if he's really into this kind of thing? ]

Edited 2018-09-01 15:05 (UTC)

[ Look this was all well-planned, even for the sake of his libido. He wanted to have some intimate alone time with Anzu to cement his confidence in his closeness to her, outside of a producer-to-idol context. Like that's important too, but he has goddamn needs. ]

M-mn...!

[ Now he's sort of paying for it. The smooth skin of her thigh against his cock is one thing, he almost wants to shift his body a little to feel some friction. But that's not a worry when she sucks on his fingers and strokes his dick again. The latter is just really seductive? Anzu's starting to get a little cheeky and that is Dangerous. Sexy as hell, but also dangerous. Ain't he a lucky fuck. ]

Anzu-san... could you...

[ Still managing a whisper somehow, but it's definitely strained. His fingers in her mouth bend slightly, gently stroking her tongue. Meanwhile he gently pushes her down by her upper back with his free hand. Handjobs are nice and all, but she was so close to sucking him off and now that's what he really wants, what with her sucking on his fingers just to be cruel and rub it in. ]

We won't get caught so easily... so please, Anzu-san...!

[ uwah, he's practically begging for her to come take it. madara really is a lucky guy to catch anzu at her cheekiest when she's doesn't even mean to... she's not sure if she's into people begging for her either because she'd feel bad about it, and though madara went all the way just to get some private time alone with her just for this... nnn. it's sweet, to be honest. in a mama way.

but no, she doesn't want him to keep waiting any longer. pulling her mouth away from his fingers, she positions herself in between his legs where she belongs, pumping more of that dick and tucking a wayward lock of her hair behind her ear and - well, she's managed not to speak for this long ever since madara went to town on her pussy early, so she'll indulge him with a sweet whisper of: ]

Thank you for the meal. ♪

[ because boy, if she ain't hungry for cock right now. she dives right in, licking around the slit of his tip before taking it into her mouth, relishing in the saltiness of his precum first before pulling away to lick down, down, down his length and back up again. she's still not sure what she's doing, but right now she's focusing on taking it slow and carefully first so as not to overwhelm him and make him scream from pleasure. they're still in hiding, in case they forget, but the sounds of basketballs dribbling on the wooden floor of the gym already serves as a reminder to them to keep it down.

if they can. ]

[ Well damn if that line from sweet Anzu has his breath catch. When did she learn how to turn up the seduction and charm? Or maybe he's just getting a little weak, since you know, he's begging and all. But after doing all this to spur her on into giving him a really enthusiastic blow job to even things out, it certainly feels so satisfying on a level beyond having a mouth on his dick. Any lingering frustrations and petty feelings melt away when goes down so slowly on him, and he has to stop himself from praising her loudly. She really is too good for him. For anyone, but he isn't as good as she thinks he is, so. ]

Ah... To savor her meal so indulgently, Anzu-san is actually a bit of a dirty girl under that responsible exterior~♪

[ Madara can't say he's actually disappointed though, managing to tease before he has to cover his mouth to muffle his moans. That ever-present sound of dribbling balls and skidding neakers is not an ideal background sound and reminds them both to have some control, but that's all he needs with Anzu. On hand grips her by the hair to guide her mouth where he wants her tongue, stroking her scalp when she does it well, while the other goes smoothly down her back. It's almost like praising her for her hard work, since he has to use unexpectedly good control of his volume (and biting his lip) to keep quiet. ]

[ mm? a dirty girl? the possibility's never crossed her mind at all, her eagerness to getting it on with madara aside. she's only doing him a favor, right? only wanting his praise, whether by a hand on her head or hearing him moan more for it, and she's happy that she's getting both. the club activities outside are a tad too loud anyway, so anzu can get away with making soft suckling sounds the more she devours him, pushing both of his legs further apart to take more of him in her mouth.

she's not going to lie though, the saltiness coating her tongue almosts tastes good now, lapping up the precum from the slit before lowering her mouth down around him, stroking her tongue on the underside of his cock while she's at it. she's responsible, dammit. her technique is still imperfect compared to what he did to her before, so she's got to make up for her lack of experience with sheer enthusiasm as always.

but you know, maybe being a dirty girl won't be so bad. so long as she gets to have more of this dick in her mouth and various other places. anything's possible with madara in the end... or maybe that's just lust talking. she pulls her mouth off again so she can breathe once more, before attempting to take more of him in until she reaches the hilt carefully so as not to choke on him. ]

[ Inexperience is fine by him. He has his issues with being someone to compare against, and Anzu isn't an exception. He knows he's naturally talented at things (sex activities included), but it would be depressing if the skill gap caused discouragement. Being a solo unit to do as he pleases has its perks, but he can't deny feeling lonely.

Thankfully, that's not the case here as he's gripping her hair a little more tightly as she savors him so decadently, wishing he could show his appreciation with his moans and pleased sounds. He's paying close enough attention to feel closely her tongue and where it moves, whether it's over the slit or under his cock. ]

Nnh... Heh.

[ It's at a point where Madara really doesn't trust talking coherently or with good self-restraint. Not when he feels her go that far and take in everything. Her senpai should be a little worried at that, it's risky and rather slutty for someone without that much experience... Is that implying madara has that hands-on experience in fellatio too? Who knows, he ain't saying right now. With the control he has though, Anzu is slowly pulled back from taking it all in before it's too much for the both of them.

That other hand though reaches farther along that sloped back of hers. Big guy, long reach, her cute exposed butt is in the air like that. She wouldn't see it unless she looked up, but there's a bit of a mischievous smile on his face. To no one's surprise, her slit is dripping wet to his touch (okay, before that), and it gets messy like before as he teases her entrance with his slick fingers. Hopefully it doesn't surprise her too much, his dick is still in her mouth and all. ]

Edited 2018-09-14 05:50 (UTC)

[ she can't see his grinning face from here, as she's a little too fixated on something else right now. it's a good thing that madara's there to hold anzu back from taking in more than what's needed, resorting to sucking on his tip instead. she'll have to practice deepthroating some other time, maybe with a toy or something --

only for a couple of fingers to snap her out of own perverse thoughts. ]

Mmm...?

[ did he really expect her not to be surprised when he's being all handsy again? of course she's still wet, and even more so with a dick in her mouth and the risk of getting caught in this situation. it's also a good thing that she's not panicked enough to bite down, but she does have to pull her mouth off of him, panting softly as her hand wraps around his length with shaky fingers and stroking it steadily in the meantime. ]

W-Wait, senpai... I just--

[ her entrance hasn't stopped twitching since she came so she's a little more than sensitive right now, yet she can't help but push her ass back onto his fingers. this is bad, but it also feels too good, and anzu really wishes madara can just come right now so that they'd be even in this regard. ]

[ If he gets that pushback despite her slight protests, he'll be a jerk and go along with her body's reactions. He does understand she might still be sensitive though, pushing a finger into her entrance slowly. ]

That would be my fault as well, so I'll take a little responsibility ♪

[ He laughs a little, the change in contact giving some reprieve to talk. He's close though. After playing with her a little, he stills his hand. Finger in her, but yeah that's just so feels something since he can't just fuck her here right now. He's got some confidence left on his face, but he's flushed and trying to keep his breaths from sounding needy. ]

I should stop playing with Anzu-san... Since you like the taste... If you could... Please...

[ He can't quite finish that sentence because even his brain starts getting a little scrambled and desperate when you want to come. She probably gets it though. It would be less messy. ]

[ so mean and rude, and his finger sliding in so smoothly should be telling that anzu really is ready for the real deal, but she'd still want to walk home after this, and it'd be suspicious if madara carries her all around the campus for producer work or something of that nature. but they've already gotten this far, and madara is this close, judging from that needy voice of his... ]

Mm... N-Next time, okay?

[ and the next and the next and the next, until anzu's discovered everything about her body and her limits. she closes her mouth over his dick again, swallowing as much as she could while pumping the length that isn't in her mouth with her hand steadily. it's hard to tell if they're being quiet at this point - the only sounds she could hear are the suckling noises she's been making along with soft moans here and there, and ruffling of clothes as she shifts her position between his legs. she can almost taste her reward for doing such a good job on him, so let her just go faster and harder, as if to suck the entire soul out of him, if it were possible.

it's the perfect sort of revenge, really. ]

[ Even if she was being, noisy with her blowjob, for one Madara can't complain because it's so erotic to hear Anzu makes those shameless sounds from her own mouth. It really feels like they're closed off from the rest of the world. All that matters to them is eachother and getting eachother off, they're almost there. ]

Ha... Anzu–!

[ Madara would rather stick to his honorific conventions even now, but that gets cut off by probably the most debauched moan Anzu has ever heard from him as his body goes rigid. He doesn't think she'll pull away, but he has a hold on her head as he spills his seed into her mouth. That concentrated effort she put into getting to finally come has paid off. He actually really likes it and not just because, yanno, it feels really good. There's something really endearing and sexy as hell when Anzu gets into it? ]

...Good girl, good girl.

[ He's breathless in his afterglow and can barely get a few words out. But, hopefully that's a nice reward that Anzu might want. He pets her on the head, almost like how she would do it for other student, then traces his thumb against her lips. There's a little bit of a mess, whoops. He's thankful for the wall he's leaning against, now resting his head and back on it. He should be a butt and make her come again, she was pretty wet from sucking him off... But that can be handled in a moment, either by him or her. ]

[ they really have become a lot noisier than usual here, but the way madara moans after saying her name snaps her out of her rhythm again, only for him to come right into her mouth without much of a warning. it's... quite a lot too and he did make quite a mess on her, but she pulls away from his tip once he's done before swallowing everything down even making a show of licking her lips, then sitting up again. she doesn't dislike the taste, surprisingly enough, and she blinks up at him in mute disbelief

and realizes that the noise outside had stopped. followed by the jingling of the doorknob of the storage room. anzu's heart hasn't given out from all the racing yet, but she makes one more move as she hurriedly sits on madara's still exposed lap, cupping his face in her sticky hands - ]

Senpai, you're too loud...

[ and kisses him right on the lips, hoping that it'll muffle more of his sounds. doesn't help that she's still dripping wet and tingly down there, lowkey shifting her position on his lap every now and then for more of that friction even though he'd just been spent.

welp, this isn't her being a good girl at all, is it? ]

[ Sorry about that Anzu, but it's good to know you don't mind the taste. The look of disbelief would get a genuine apology if he wasn't so out of it right now. He barely even registers that basketball practice ended and Chiaki is trying to open the door, only for another student to sound exasperated at him for "losing" his keys. ]

Mmph!

[ Well, he can now taste him on her lips and tongue. He'd be happy to quiet down if she wasn't grinding a little in his lap? He's spent but Anzu's desperation to get off, even when trying to muffle and contain Madara, is all too tempting.

The footsteps near the door move away with chatter fading as well. Excuse Madara while he can just hug anzu in his lap and be a little cute for once. ]

Thanks, Anzu-san... Haha, should I finish what I started for you?

[ Good girl? Debatable maybe. But she's a good lover at the moment and honestly in the messed up moral compass of madara mikejima, that's totally fine. ]

[ such a tight hug... being enveloped by him feels so soothing, she can't help but hum and hide her face on his shoulder to take in that scent of him. she's stopped moving, but she's still rather... twitchy. ]

Mm, like I said. Next time for sure.

[ she's not sure if she can handle coming twice in just one day. the fact that madara's all but enjoying this though is enough for her. and hey! she did have fun. a lot of fun.

if only they can get away with something more exciting in the future. so long as she can have all of this to himself... it's fine. ]

Just let me know in advance, okay? I'm... I'm all yours.

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