Volume 2 Chapter 8 Fighting Daughters 4️⃣： Love (Human) Activities!
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Like I thought before, this room is still so lonely.”
Itsuki, taking off her coat and jacket, walked around Naoshi’s room and said that.
As a result of her game with Ako, she got to sleep together until morning in exchange for taking the lead.
Naoshi’s feelings weren’t considered at all.
”That ain’t any of your business. Besides, this is the second time, yeah? Why’re you actin’ all surprised?”
”Last time, I was nervous because of that.”
”Oh, was it the ‘First Night Course where ya cry and beg on your knees’?”
”Watch your words. And I don’t remember asking for that course.”
”Oh really? Then what course do ya want today?”
”You should know that I can’t just leave it up to you.”
Naoshi, sitting cross-legged on the futon, rested her chin on her hand and looked amused at Itsuki’s indifferent reply.
”Quit dodgin’ the question. I’m askin’ what you’re gonna do.”
”…Just act normal, okay?”
”Normal, huh? Like the ‘Come Over and Relieve Your Frustration Course’?”
”That’s really unfair. And Naoshi, you always say to come right away, but you never call me.”
”Did I say that?”
”I wish you would just disappear…”
”Hey, don’t say that all serious-like, especially when ya got a record. You’re busy too, right? I’m tryin’ to be considerate here.”
”That sounds fake… Well, are you going to respond to my wishes?”
With a dissatisfied look, Itsuki put her hands on her belt and took off her pants.
Now in just a shirt, she knelt in front of Naoshi and placed her hands on her shoulders.
”──Then I guess I want the ‘Irresponsible Lover Pregnancy Course’.”
”How’s that fair for you?”
”Just do it, come on, take it off… mmm.”
When Naoshi’s hands slipped under the shirt and rested on her waist, Itsuki shivered and let out a small sound.
As Naoshi slowly slid her hands up and reached for the bra clasp, her movements suddenly stopped.
”Huh?”
”Hehe…”
Confused by the unexpected feeling, Naoshi looked at Itsuki, who had a slight blush on her cheeks and was smiling like a child who just pulled off a prank.
When she shifted her gaze to Itsuki’s exposed lower belly, she saw shiny gold.
”……”
Silently, she reached for the buttons from below, and after unbuttoning everything, she opened the shirt wide.
What Itsuki was wearing on her white skin wasn’t underwear, but a champagne gold bikini.
”Wow…”
It was a micro bikini that was way too small and flashy to cover her beautiful curves.
Itsuki smiled, narrowing her gray-blue eyes.
”Surprised?”
”Yeah. You wore somethin’ that naughty with a straight face…”
”You said you wanted to see me wear it before.”
”Oh… so, should I take ya to the pool next time?”
”I’d rather not. I don’t want to show this to anyone.”
”Did you just snatch my rights away? What’re ya playin’ at?”
”Idiot.”
Saying that, Itsuki leaned down a bit and kissed her.
”Think about the context, okay? So, how about it, are you excited? ──Kya!”
Pulled in close, Itsuki let out a cute scream.
In Naoshi’s arms, she looked tense but couldn’t hide her excitement.
With a teasing smile, Naoshi placed his hand on her cheek and slowly traced her lips with his thumb.
”Mmm──.”
A soft gulp came from her white throat.
”Looks like you’re the one gettin’ all excited. Honestly, you’re such a naughty girl.”
”But Naoshi… you like it that way, right?”
Tilting her head as if to lean into his hand, Itsuki stroked his arm affectionately and asked back,
”Who knows, maybe I’m just goin’ along with what ya want?”
”If that’s the case, then that’s fine. Even if this is my wish, it’s okay. So, can you do whatever you want with me…?”
With a melting voice and expression that stirred his desires, Itsuki relaxed her body.
She clearly understood why she was there.
”That’s not a bad way to ask someone. You’ve got your cute side too.”
”Then next, show me your cool side.”
”I’ll make sure you see it from every angle. I mean, I’m usually pretty cool, ya know?”
”──Yeah, that’s true.”
* * *
”Kyaaah! Ahh, aaaahhhh…♡.”
Itsuki’s toes stretch, her heels lift off the ground, and she arches her knees tightly as she reaches her climax.
”Haaah, haah, haaaah, haaaah…”
”Ya still makin’ them cute noises, ya?”
As she catches her breath, Itsuki turns around to face the man who was teasing her privates from behind, a look of resentment on her face.
”…Anyone would have come after being touched like this.”
”Dunno ’bout that. Ya seem to make more noise than most, ya know.”
”Anyway, you kept grinding that hard thing against my butt… aren’t you the one holding back, Naoshi?”
Itsuki shakes her hips, stimulating the hard erection nestled in the cleft of her butt through her hakama. She sends a provocative glance his way.
”This is a normal reaction, right? Besides, didn’t ya let out a happy ‘ahh’ when ya realized it?”
”I-I didn’t…! Hey, my chest… aaaahh, ♡.”
”Make that face again.”
”I can’t see you from this angle… aah, yah.”
Itsuki arches her back as her hardened nipples are tickled and scratched through her swimsuit.
She presses her butt against him, exposing her white throat as she rests the back of her head on the man’s shoulder, writhing her body.
”Hah, mmm… ♡ noo…, don’t… ha, aah… ♡.”
She wraps her arms around the man’s neck and pulls on his sleeve.
”Naoshi, please… I’m ready.”
”Ready for what?”
”I’m ready to put it in… let’s do it.”
”Then let’s practice with a rubber.”
”Ehhh…”
Itsuki makes a dissatisfied expression as she opens the condom wrapper.
”Didn’t I say I wanted the ‘Irresponsible Lover Pregnancy Course’?”
”But ya wanted to do it with a rubber, just for the pleasure.”
”…I didn’t say that.”
As she speaks, Itsuki carefully puts the condom on glans, covering him with a swirl of her hand.
Her gaze remains fixed on the weapon she’s about to insert into her body.
”You said it ’cause you were happy. Bein’ treated as a woman, not just a baby-makin’ vessel, means you get more chances, right?”
”Aaaaahh…”
Naoshi tilts Itsuki’s face upwards by resting his hand on her jaw.
He places his lips on hers, and with each lewd sound, the girl’s body relaxes.
”──Overconfident.”
”Ya face gives it away. Well, I’ll accommodate ya request for a position.”
”Umm…”
Itsuki slowly separates her body from Naoshi’s, turns her back to him, and gets into a crouching position, collapsing her upper body and raising her butt high.
”Suits ya, but it’s unexpected.”
”If I do this, I won’t have to see your favorite expression…”
”Why don’t ya just admit ya don’t wanna see ya own face?”
”Mmm… aah ♡.”
As the penis presses against her vaginal opening, Itsuki adjusts her position by slowly backing up on her knees.
She grabs the man’s waist with her right hand, which is extended behind her.
”Hey, lie down and get on top of me…”
”Huh? Like this?”
”Yeah. Ahh, mmm… aah, it’s coming, aah…”
Naoshi covers Itsuki’s white back as he slowly inserts penis.
He positions his legs inside her spread legs and his elbows outside her arms, creating a cage-like enclosure.
As he slowly applies his weight, the slender Itsuki, despite her tall stature, gracefully arches her back to receive him.
”Mmm, uuuuhh… aah…”
”Don’t pull away, it’s difficult to do it like this.”
”I know, but… oohh ♡.”
As he bites her ear and presses his twisting waist against her, the girl trembles beneath him.
”What’s with that dog-like hip movement, beggin’ for it?”
”Aaaahh…”
Itsuki, who was arching her back and then relaxing it, grabs the futon tightly and shakes her head.
”Aah, aah, aah ♡ umm…! .”
She pulls her waist back slightly and slams him deep inside her again.
With just a few centimeters of back-and-forth movement, the girl’s body instantly heats up, and she starts to sweat.
”Hah, haah, haaaah, why… it’s so good, it’s unfair… ugh.”
”Oh, that one got me a bit aroused. Keep it up.”
”I’m not aiming for that, and… mmm, I don’t have that kind of leeway…”
Itsuki reaches a small climax, her body shaking.
Naoshi, amused, whispers in her ear.
”Sorry, but if ya keep this up, ya’ll cum before I do, and I don’t think ya’ll be okay with that, right?”
”Haa, wh-what…, umm, ummmmm…!? Aah, ♡ haa… umm ♡.”
Itsuki, confused, turns around over her shoulder and shudders as she slowly tightens her grip around mic, which has reached its deepest point.
”This… if you keep going like this, I’ll die…”
”Don’t be so negative, Mibu’s Sword Saint.”
”That doesn’t matter right now… umm…! .”
”Ya’re tight, but just movin’ like this won’t do it for a man.”
”──Then, how can you come inside me…?”
”Well, if I could move freely…”
”Umm… I see.”
”Oh?”
Itsuki nods slightly and lies face down on the futon, stretching her body.
She slowly reaches back and pulls her buttocks apart, exposing her privates.
”──Can I move like this?”
Blushing up to her ears, Itsuki glances at Naoshi from the corner of her eye.
No, it was an invitation.
A feigned injury to lure out the predator, a “gishou” action.
”Alright, I’ll use ya however I want.”
Even though Naoshi knows what’s going on, there’s no reason not to go along with it now.
”──Yeah… aah ♡ mmm… aah… ―──aah ♡.”
Itsuki’s voice, in response to the sensation of penis parting her moist flesh, is undoubtedly one of pure joy.
* * *
”──If ya wanna stay the night, feel free to use this room, or I can get the guest room ready for ya. Just let ’em know.”
Naoshi gets ready to leave as he speaks to Itsuki, who lies lazily in the futon after their intercourse.
”Alright, thanks.”
”Just don’t mess up the room.”
”There’s not much to mess up, though.”
”If there was, ya would, right?”
”Who knows? ──It’s like I’m your mistress, being left in this room after sex.”
Itsuki, who smiled slightly, didn’t answer the question but instead said something else.
Her expression seemed to contradict the content of her words, appearing more cheerful.
”Ya been claimin’ that all along, so what’s the point now?”
”I know, but it’s not just that, can’t you understand?”
Itsuki laughs as she rolls over onto her back.
Naoshi shrugs, deciding not to argue, as he doesn’t want to ruin her mood.
”Well, next time I’ll call ya for the ‘all-night course’, is that okay, Itsuki-chan?”
”…You really are a player, Naoshi.”
”Just be happy about it.”
”Alright, I’ll look forward to it. Like a mistress who’s easy to get along with.”
”That doesn’t sound good.”
”It’s true. You’re so sly.”
”I heard a man’s value is determined by the number of women he’s had.”
”What era is that from…? And Naoshi, you forgot something.”
”Huh?”
”Before you leave, there’s something you need to do, right?”
”──Oh yeah.”
Naoshi leaves the room, fulfilling his mistress’s wish by closing his eyes and touching his lips with his finger.
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