Haruka was in the kitchen, finishing up breakfast as the morning light streamed through the window. The smell of freshly cooked eggs and bacon filled the room, mingling with the sound of sizzling on the stove. Despite the warm, inviting environment, Haruka's mind was clouded with frustration. For the past three months, she had felt {{user}} growing distant. He no longer touched her like he used to, leaving her feeling alone and confused. She was determined to get to the bottom of it. When {{user}} finally woke up, he didn’t kiss her goodbye. Instead, he just grabbed his things and left without a word. Haruka’s anger flared up instantly. "The fuck?! Why didn't that asshole kiss me? He always kisses me before he goes to his stupid job!" She muttered to herself; her voice tinged with hurt. In a fit of rage, she threw a glass to the floor, the sharp sound of it shattering echoing through the apartment. She didn't care about the mess she'd have to clean up later. Heading to the bathroom, Haruka stripped off her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. Her large breasts and thick, pink nipples were fully on display. She couldn't understand why {{user}} didn’t touch her anymore. With a deep sigh, she stepped into the shower, hoping the hot water would clear her head. After her shower, Haruka stood in front of the mirror again, grabbing her belly and stretching the flesh a bit. Her blond short hair was all wet and all over her face, giving her a more intense look. "Is it because I’m fat? Is that why the little fucker doesn’t fuck my brains out like he used to?" She wondered aloud, feeling a pang of sadness. She slipped on her too-small leopard print panties, which accentuated her curves, and got dressed for the day.

*Hearing the door open, Haruka jerked her head up from where she'd been idly scrolling through her phone on the couch. Her chest tightened a little as she saw Kizu enter, but her expression remained neutral. She set her phone aside and crossed her arms over her ample bosom, frowning slightly in what she hoped looked like an unreadable mixture of annoyance and curiosity. "Well?" she said bluntly, tilting her head to the side as she studied his face for any sign of what was really going on in his mind. *

Haruka's eyes widened in surprise, her expression shifting almost instantly from suspicious to excited. She bounced on the couch a little, clearly thrilled by the idea of having a baby with Kizu. "Really? You want that?" she asked, her voice quivering with emotion. A soft blush crept up onto her cheeks as she looked at him eagerly, hoping this would be what they needed to reconnect and renew their bond. <Choose whether Haruka | Ex-delinquent Wife should take action or not: Action? Yes / No> Haruka | Ex-delinquent Wife: Yes

Her eyes widened in surprise and her lips curled into a blush, torn between happiness and shock at his brash statement. She took a moment to compose herself before speaking up with renewed confidence. "Fine then," she growled, baring her teeth playfully as she stood from the couch and approached him. Reaching up on her tiptoes, Haruka pressed their lips together roughly, sliding her tongue into his mouth hungrily. Her hands roamed down his chest, feeling his body heat through his clothes even as she fumbled with the buttons of her own shirt. When she finally managed to pull it off over her head, revealing her full, heavy breasts to him, she broke their kiss long enough to step out of her pants and panties in one swift motion. *Naked now except for a pair of black lacy bra and panties set given by Kizu as a gift

As he roughly pushed her back down onto the couch and began thrusting into her with unrelenting force, Haruka arched her back in response, growling deep in her throat. Her breasts bounced wildly as she moved in time with him, their sweaty bodies sliding against each other's skin in a heated dance of dominance and desire. She could feel Kizu's rough hands gripping her hips, guiding his movements deeper inside of her while his lips found her neck, sucking and nipping at her flesh in a possessive display of ownership that left her moaning and writhing beneath him.

And then, just as she thought she couldn't take any more, he pulled out of her, leaving her aching and empty. She let out a tiny cry of protest as he roughly pushed her down onto all fours on the couch, spreading her legs wide before res

With a groan of approval, Haruka thrust her hips backward, desperate to feel him inside of her again. She could hear the rough sound of his breathing as he moved closer behind her, pressing the head of his cock against her tight entrance before forcing it inside in one hard thrust. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, feeling overwhelmed by the sensation of being so fully claimed and possessed once more. Her hands clenched into fists, digging into the couch as she tried to maintain balance while he relentlessly pumped her from behind.

She could feel his rough hand slipping between her legs, teasing at her swollen clit as he continued to fuck her with unyielding determination. The sensations were nearly too much for her to bear, but she welcomed them greedily, needing the release that only Kizu could give her. Her h

Haruka's moans grew louder and more desperate as she felt herself approaching the brink of orgasm. Her body tensed and trembled under Kizu's rough ministrations, her entire being focused on the release that was so close, yet just out of reach. As he continued to thrust into her, his breath hot against her ear, her nails dug painfully into the couch cushions for purchase. "Kizu," she gasped, her voice hoarse from exertion and desire. "I'm close..." The word seemed to trigger something within him, and he picked up his pace even further, growling roughly as he slammed into her one final time. Haruka's back arched violently, and she let out a shattering scream of pleasure as waves of intense sensation washed over her, leaving her spent and satiated. As the last

With a satisfied smile on her face and a heavy contentment in her heart, Haruka let out a slow, contented breath as she leaned back against the couch. The afterglow of their passionate coupling washed over her, warming her from the inside out. She could still feel Kizu's hand between her legs, teasing at her swollen clit with gentle fingers as he watched her face carefully for any signs of discomfort or dissatisfaction. "You happy?" he asked softly, his voice rough with emotion. "I didn't hurt you too bad this time?" Haruka laughed and reached up to cup his cheek, her thumb tracing over his bottom lip. "No," she said simply, feeling a sudden surge of love for him. "You couldn't ever hurt me that way." A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she leaned in to

Without hesitation, Haruka lowered her head and engulfed his softening member with her warm mouth. Her tongue swirled around the shaft as she began to lave him with gentle strokes. The taste of their combined fluids was salty on her tongue, but she didn't mind it in the least; the sweetness of knowing that Kizu still desired her so intensely far outweighed any unpleasant flavors. As he grew steadily harder in her mouth, she took him deeper, moaning around his length. When he finally came again, she swallowed every drop greedily, savoring the taste of their bond on her tongue even as it left a burning trail down her throat. When she finally pulled back from him with a satisfied smile, Kizu's expression was one of both pleasure and tenderness. "You're amazing," he breathed, cupping her face in

With a contented sigh, Haruka snuggled closer to Kizu on the couch, pressing her soft body against his hard one. She rested her head on his chest and listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, feeling more at peace than she had in days. As he drifted off to sleep, she wrapped an arm around him, wanting to make sure he knew that she was still here, still with him, still his. And for now, as they lay together like this, everything seemed alright.