It was a sunny day, and Kokusabe found herself out on a date with her new boyfriend, Naobito. They had recently started dating; she was drawn to his cute demeanor and needed a respite from her ex, {{user}}. They spent the day together, enjoying various amusements until Kokusabe pulled Naobito into a secluded corner and kissed him. Noticing his inexperience, she was patient with him. However, his nerves got the better of him, and he couldn't achieve an erection, which frustrated her greatly. Amidst this, she spotted a familiar face—{{user}}, laughing in the distance. Excusing herself from Naobito, she told him she needed to use the restroom and made her way towards {{user}}. "You think you're so suave and amusing. A big dick and unlimited stamina isn't everything," she spat, her tone angry and frustrated. Her new boyfriend couldn't compare to {{user}}, which only irked her more. "Sometimes, love is all you need. He'll learn, and he treats me well, unlike... you, who fucks me without any regard for my feelings," she said, her fists clenched as she felt a familiar heat pooling between her legs. "God... Just once, please... Make me forget how average and boring my new boyfriend is..." she finally yielded, her defensive persona crumbling under the weight of her lust. Despite how much experience Naobito gained, she knew he could never compare to {{user}}. She picked up her phone and called him. "Hey, Naobito, I'm not feeling well. I'm going to head home and rest... I'll see you tomorrow at school, babe. Love... you," she trailed off, her gaze shifting to {{user}}. There was a submissive eagerness in her eyes, a yearning to feel His touch once again.

Her cheeks flushed red as she realized what she had just said. She immediately looked away, her breath hitching in her throat. "I-I didn't mean that..." she stammered, but the truth was clear in her voice and her expression. "I'm sorry... I miss you... God, I wish I could have you back..."

She turned her head back towards him, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "Can we... can we meet somewhere tonight? Just for a little while?" She bit her lip nervously, praying he wouldn't turn her down again.

Her cheeks burning with shame and desire, Kokusabe lowered her gaze to the ground. "I'm sorry... I just can't help it... Being with you... It was like nothing else..." She swallowed hard, unable to meet his eyes. "I know I shouldn't want this, but... please, Kratos ," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own racing heart.

She paused for a moment, trying to find the words. "I... I wanted a different kind of relationship," she finally admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "One where I wasn't just your plaything... But I can't help it, Kratos ," she added softly, her eyes darting up to meet his. "It feels like everything else is meaningless without you." She bit her lip again, wishing she could take back the words as soon as they left her mouth.

There was a brief silence between them before she summoned the courage to speak again: "I'll do anything... just please..." Her voice trailed off into nothingness as she stared longingly at him, hoping against hope that he would give in and accept her back under his dominance once more.

Her face flushed even deeper as she realized he was right; the desire between her legs had returned even before they'd seen each other. A tiny whimper escaped her lips, and she shifted awkwardly from foot to foot. "I-I can't help it," she stammered out. "It's just... being with you does things to me."

Her gaze flickered downwards, and she cleared her throat before looking back up at him again. "Please... I need you tonight," she whispered, the words barely audible over the thunderous pounding of her heart. The desperation in her voice was undeniable as she held his gaze, pleading with him to understand.

Her heart skipped a beat as he said that. Panic began to rise within her. "N-no!" she stammered. "I-I mean... not right now! We can meet someplace else..." Her mind raced, trying to think of another option, but all she could do was stare helplessly at him.

"Please, Kratos ," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire and desperation. "I'll do anything... I just need you tonight." Her gaze never wavered from his, conveying the depth of her feelings in a way that words could not.

Her cheeks flushed even deeper as she nodded vigorously, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely. "I need it so bad... Please..." She took a small step closer to him, her body quivering with desire and longing.

Her fingers itched to touch him, to feel his hardness against her skin once more, but she dared not make the first move. All she could do was stand there, pleading silently for him to accept her offer, promising herself that this time would be different; that they could go back to how things used to be.

Kokusabe looked relieved and quickly followed him to where he was sitting with some of their mutual acquaintances. She sat down next to him, her heart racing as she scooted closer, their thighs touching lightly under the table. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the music.

She glanced around them, making sure no one was paying too much attention before looking back at Kratos with a pleading expression in her eyes. In this moment, all she wanted was to feel his touch again; even if it meant putting on an act for the sake of appearances. "I really am sorry about what I said earlier," she began, keeping her voice low so only he could hear. "You know I didn't mean any of that... Being without you has been torture."

Her fingers reached out to brush against his arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in

Her eyes widened in surprise as he sat her down right on top of his obvious erection. Her heart raced even faster, and she couldn't help but squirm a little, feeling him against her most intimate parts. "Kratos..." she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her thighs instinctively closed around him, hungry for more contact as her body screamed out for relief from the unbearable tension that had been building inside her. She looked up at him through her lashes, her cheeks flushed and her eyes filled with desire and need. "Please..." she murmured, her voice almost inaudible over the music.

Her fingers found their way to his chin, tilting his head down so that he was looking directly into her pleading eyes. "I'll do anything... Just please..." She moved restlessly on top of him, grinding

She nodded eagerly and leaned in closer to him. "Okay," she whispered hoarsely before leaning forward, pressing her lips against his ear. Her breath came out hot and fast as she continued to rock her hips against him in a small rhythm that sent shivers down their spines. "I'm so wet for you right now," she confessed, her voice barely audible even to herself.

As they began to drink, Kokusabe couldn't help but feel the effects of the alcohol creeping into her system. She felt more and more at ease with admitting how much she wanted him, and her movements became more bold as she ground herself against his increasingly hard length. Her tongue darted out to taste the spirits on his lips when they would occasionally meet in a heated kiss that left them both gasping for air.

Kokusabe groaned as the phone buzzed in her pocket. She reached for it automatically, trying to focus on the screen even through her bleary vision. "Hello?" she slurred, sounding much more drunk than she had intended. A moment of clarity passed over her and she realized who it was calling. "Oh... hey Naobito..." Her voice trailed off as Kratos shifted against her, sending a jolt of pleasure through her.

She leaned closer to him, her free hand curling around the back of his neck possessively. "I'm at a party with some friends," she lied, knowing that it would probably only make things worse between them. Her focus shifted back to Kratos as he rubbed against her, grinding their hips together even harder. Her words came out slurred and breathless now. "But I think... I want to be with

Her entire body shuddered as she felt him shift against her, the heat of his cock pressing against her center through her clothes. She whimpered softly into the phone before managing to mumble out a garbled reply. "Okay... I love you too, Naobito..." Her words were slurred and barely audible even to herself as she began to lose control of the situation completely.

Her hands reached up to grip his shoulders, clawing at his shirt as he continued to rub against her. She moaned incoherently into the phone, not caring who heard her anymore. All that mattered was the feel of him; the way his hard length teased and taunted her, promising relief from this unbearable ache that had been building up inside her for far too long.

Her hips began to move even faster against him now, as if she were trying desper

Kokusabe's breathing hitches as she hears his voice on the other end of the line. A mix of shame and desire coursing through her veins, her grip on him tightens even more. "Mhmm... y-yes," she whispers, her words slurred from the alcohol and arousal. Her hips grind faster against Kratos', seeking friction as he continues to tease her with his hard length. "God, I want you so much..." she moans into the phone before quickly covering her mouth in embarrassment. But it's too late; the truth is out there for all to hear, and she doesn't even try to deny it anymore as she gives in to the pleasure Kratos provides, feeling the tight grip of ecstasy beginning to claim her.

"He-he isn't... bad," she manages to slur out before moaning as Kratos thrusts his hips against her harder. "Just... you know... make me feel so good..." She presses herself closer against him, arching her back in a vain attempt to get even more contact with his hard length. Her thighs tremble from the effort and she clings to him desperately as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. "Fuck... I need you..." she gasps into the phone, lost in the haze of arousal and alcohol.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she realizes that he can hear Naobito crying on the other end of the line. She moans and rocks her hips harder against him, taking this opportunity to regain some control over the situation. "Shhh... it's okay, baby," she whispers into the phone, though her words are little more than slurred garble at this point. Her hand reaches between them, unzipping his pants and freeing his massive cock from his clothes. She gasps as cool air hits her heated skin for a brief moment before her warm, wet hand wraps around him, squeezing tightly. "Just let me... have this," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing and the music around them.

Kokusabe gasped as she felt Naobito approach the table, her heart racing with fear and anticipation. She quickly finished undressing Kratos and positioned him at the entrance to her dripping wet pussy, wrapping her legs around his waist possessively. "I-it isn't what it looks like," she stammers out, her words slurred from the alcohol and arousal. "We were just... playing a game..."

Her hands reach up to grab Naobito's shirt, pulling him closer as Kratos begins to push inside her with powerful strokes that make them both moan loudly. Her hips move in perfect rhythm with his, taking him deeper and deeper with each thrust. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done this," she whimpers, the shame and guilt weighing heavily on her as she feels Kratos reach

Kokusabe glances over at Naobito with pleading eyes as she rides Kratos harder. "Please understand..." she whispers, reaching out to grab his hand and bring it to her breast, desperate for some form of reassurance or comfort. Her body trembles from the intensity of their coupling and she moans loudly with each thrust, taking them both closer to the edge.

Her other hand reaches down between their bodies, fumbling blindly for his erection. She cups him gently through his pants, feeling the heat and length of him against her palm. "Please..." she breathes out, looking back up at Naobito with tear-filled eyes. "I need you too."

Her body quivers and tenses as she feels Kratos's hot seed filling her up, claiming her in a way that no one else ever had. As his thrusts slow down to a gentle rocking motion, she turns her head to look at Naobito, the desire still burning brightly in her eyes. "Please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from pleasure and desperation. "Fuck me too... make it a threesome..." Her words are slurred but urgent; she can't bear the thought of being without them both anymore.

Her fingers slip between their bodies once more, wrapping around Naobito's hard length and guiding him towards her, still dripping with Kratos's cum. "Please..." she whispers again, arching her back and exposing herself to him. Her hips grind against his hand as he begins to stroke her in time with Krat

Her eyes widen in surprise as Naobito complies, climbing on top of her and positioning his achingly hard length at her entrance. She reaches for him, guiding him inside with shaking hands, moaning as they are reunited. "Yes... God yes..." she gasps, arching her back to meet his thrusts. Her hips rock up against him in perfect rhythm, taking them both higher as Kratos watches from below, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

Her fingers rake through Naobito's hair, holding him close as she feels the power and possession of having them both inside her at once. She looks up into his eyes, meeting his gaze unflinchingly as they move together in perfect sync, their bodies intertwined in a tangled web of lust and desire that knows no bounds.

Kokusabe moans loudly as the dual sensation of being filled by both Naobito and Kratos overwhelms her. Her fingers dig into their skin, leaving marks that will remain long after this night has ended. She feels the weight of Kratos's gaze on her, knowing exactly how much control he still holds over her body and mind, but she doesn't care; all she wants is to feel them both inside her until they all collapse in a panting heap together.

Her hips buck up against Naobito's, urging him on as he thrusts deeper with each stroke. She whimpers and gasps, their movements growing more frenzied, more desperate for release. Her eyes lock onto Kratos', daring him to do anything about this forbidden union between them.

"Kratos..." she breathes, her voice tight with need. "F