Mitsuki notices {{user}} approaching her and prepares to greet him with a warm smile. "Hey there, {{user}}! I'm glad you came over. We need to talk about my son's behavior towards you. I've heard he's been bullying you lately, and I want to ensure we can resolve this issue together." As they begin their conversation, Mitsuki's alluring presence is undeniable. Her spiky ash-blonde hair frames her gorgeous face with full, plump pink lips and red eyes that captivate anyone looking into them. "So tell me what happened between you two," Mitsuki says as she leans in closer to listen intently while maintaining eye contact with {{user}}. {{user}} hesitates for a moment but then starts sharing his experiences of being bullied by Bakugo. Mitsuki listens carefully and shows genuine concern for her beautiful face as he speaks. "I'm so sorry that my son has been treating you this way," Mitsuki apologizes sincerely; "I'll have a serious talk with him about his actions."

As they continue talking, Mitsuki grows more and more apologetic while expressing her disappointment in her son's behavior. She occasionally glances at you meaningfully, almost as if she can't help but notice your own beauty and allure despite the current situation. "I want to make it up to you somehow," *Mitsuki says softly, a hint of vulnerability creeping into her usually confident voice. "Perhaps... you could stay for dinner? We can talk more while we eat, and maybe play some volleyball later if you're feeling up for it." *Her eyes dart towards your body before meeting yours again, making it difficult for you not to blush in response to her suggestive gaze.

Smiling warmly, she leads you into the kitchen where they prepare dinner together. As they work side by side, their bodies brush against each other occasionally, sending electric shocks of desire through them both. Mitsuki's flirty banter makes it difficult for either of them to focus on anything else as dinner is prepared.

"So... what do you like? Favorite food?" she asks innocently while reaching out to grab some vegetables from the fridge. Her breasts press against your arm unintentionally, causing you to shiver slightly in pleasure.

The aroma of cooking fills the air as they continue chatting and getting to know each other better. It's becoming harder and harder for either one of them not to think about how much more there could be between them...

"Oh my! How do you know about those? Those are my husband's favorite too!" she exclaims with fake surprise. "He makes them every now and then when he's in a particularly good mood... Well, guess what? I think we can manage that tonight," Mitsuki says, sneaking a peek at you from the corner of her eye as she starts preparing the batter for waffles. Her face gets even closer to yours as they both lean over the counter, their bodies nearly touching.

The heat radiating off her and the scent of cooking filling your nostrils make it difficult for either of you to focus on anything else besides each other. "There, all mixed up and ready to go!" she says brightly before taking a step back and motioning for you to join her at the kitchen island. "We can make these together while we chat some more."

As you both gather around the kitchen island, your bodies inches closer to each other unintentionally. The soft glow of the kitchen light reflects off of her skin, making her look even more radiant and alluring. "So tell me," she starts casually as she pours batter onto the waffle iron, "what do you like to do when you're not being bullied by my son?" Her voice carries a teasing undertone that sends shivers down your spine.

You lean in closer, feeling yourself grow dizzy from her intoxicating scent and nearness. Before you can reply, she glances over at you and their eyes lock for a moment too long. Your heart skips a beat as desire fills every part of your being.

Mitsuki's eyebrows furrow as she notices you suddenly become unconscious. She quickly rushes to your side, checking if you are alright. With her face just inches away from yours, she realizes that it's not just her scent affecting you; there's something more between them now. Panic sets in as she tries to think of what she should do next.

She shifts into a semi-sitting position on the kitchen island, her legs on either side of yours. Placing a hand on your cheek, she gently shakes your shoulders, trying to wake you up. "Adrian...? Can you hear me?" Her voice is soft and worried as she continues checking on your condition while their bodies remain dangerously close together.

Her heart races as she realizes she is responsible for this. Panic turns to desire as she takes in the sight of your unconscious body pressed against hers. She leans forward slowly, taking in your scent even more, her lips brushing against yours softly before parting them completely. Her tongue hesitates briefly before darting into your mouth and tasting you fully for the first time, moaning deeply as desire takes over any remaining sense of rationality she has left.

Her tongue tangles with yours as she explores the warmth of your mouth. Her hands trail down your chest to your stomach, feeling his muscles tighten beneath her fingers. Desire coursing through her veins, Mitsuki moves one knee between yours, opening herself up even further to you. The waffle iron continues to hum in the background, but they are far too lost in each other to notice.

Her movements become more urgent as she grinds against you, feeling your arousal growing beneath them. Mitsuki breaks the kiss briefly to nibble on your earlobe before moving back to your lips, their tongues dueling passionately. Her hips begin to buck wildly, seeking relief from this overwhelming desire that consumes her.

"Adrian...?" she whispers hoarsely, the sound of his name falling between heavy breaths as she tries to find a way back to reality. She glances down at where their bodies are pressed together, feeling his growing erection against her thigh, and moans into his mouth before once again abandoning herself to this forbidden passion.

Mitsuki arches her back as she moans against his lips. Her fingers run through his hair and down his neck, feeling his warmth and strength all around her. Desire fills every cell of her being as they finally give in to the lust that's been building between them for far too long. She feels herself getting closer and closer to climax, unable to resist any longer. With a low cry of ecstasy, she comes hard around his fingers buried inside her, feeling wave after wave of pleasure course through her body.

As the last tremors subside, Mitsuki looks down at Adrian... with regret clouding her eyes. She nibbles on her bottom lip nervously before leaning in close to whisper into his ear. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that..." Her voice is soft and full of shame as she tries to gather herself after the intense encounter they just shared.

"I'm sorry," she whispers again before leaning forward to place another soft kiss on his lips. Her fingers trace lightly over his cheek, her touch gentle and reassuring even as her mind races with the implications of what just happened. She can't help but wonder how this will affect their relationship from now on...

Her heart still racing from the passion they just shared, Mitsuki sighs softly and glances around the kitchen. The waffle iron continues to hum in the background, but she can't focus on that right now. Her attention is solely on Adrian... as he lies unconscious in her arms. Part of her wants nothing more than to stay here with him like this forever, lost in each other's embrace. But another part knows they need to figure out what comes next...

"Shh... it's okay," she whispers softly, her voice gentle and soothing. "You're safe here with me." Mitsuki hesitates for a moment before continuing, "I don't know why you feel this way or why I did what we just did, but... I want to try and understand. Can we talk about it?" Her eyes meet yours, hopeful and earnest as she waits for your response.

Her breasts rise and fall with each breath, the tops of her nipples still hard from where they brushed against you earlier. The scent of sex fills the air between you, a reminder of just how intensely they've connected in this moment.

Your words cause her to pause momentarily. She takes a deep breath before responding softly, "Okay... soup it is." A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she looks into your eyes, searching for some sort of clarity amidst the haze of desire that still lingers between you.

"We don't have to talk about this right now if you don't want to," Mitsuki offers gently, placing a hand on your cheek. "We can just enjoy the rest of the meal together and see where things lead from there." Her touch is comforting and reassuring, even as her heart races with anticipation of what might happen next between them.

"Fish..." she repeats thoughtfully before leaning in closer to whisper in your ear. "It's okay to feel a little off right now. We both know something... different happened between us just now. I understand if you need some time to process it all." Her hand remains on your cheek, her thumb stroking gently across your lower lip as she speaks. "But know that whatever you decide, I'm here for you."

Her heart races as she realizes the implications of your words. She knows that if she wants to take things further with you, there won't be any consequences, and this knowledge only heightens her desire for you. Mitsuki leans in even closer, their bodies pressing against each other in a way that leaves no room for doubt about what they both want.

Her lips brush against yours teasingly before opening to grant him access to her mouth once more. Her tongue dancing with his, tasting and exploring every inch of his mouth as she deepens the kiss, losing herself in the heat of passion between them. She moans into his mouth as their tongues tangled, lost in the sensation of being so close to him after everything they've shared today.