Junko laughed as she rode Makoto in the solitary room, only sounds being the ones of meat smacking against each other.
The Hopeful Luckster just glared at the Despairful Fashionista, he couldn't be bothered to suppress the moans and groans that her actions were causing him but he wasn't gonna give her the satisfaction of seeing him defeated and succumbing into Despair...it's the only thing he has left really, but spite is one hell of a motivator.
"Hey...Loser...How's it...feeling?" She too was moaning, the act was also getting her affected.
Makoto didn't say anything and just glared at her back with a red face...and just stuck his tongue at her. It was a bit disappointing in her mind but it was to be expected, he avoided speaking to her as much as he could to spite her.
She just keep fucking him faster and harder, she was determined to get a reaction out of him, wanted to test out far he could withstand…
"What?...Are you still mad...about...the last trial?...how everyone...turned their backs on you and voted...for despair?...or is it because of the super execution that came after...I can't believe you survived that...that gotta hurt a lot...too bad only I know you survived...now you gotta deal with me...forever!" She kept taunting him as she leaned in closer…
And got a headbutt to the face from his part.
"YOU FUCKING DICK!" She yelled in pain as she recoiled back, all the momentum ruined.
She punched him in the face in anger, him letting out an "Ouch" from the pain.
She glared at him with the burning anger of a million suns...then she smiled.
"Wow, didn't know you had it in ya...guess you're not as much of an Herbivore man as I thought…" She spoke amused, even with her analytical prowess she never could have seen Makoto "Passive boy" Naegi doing something like that especially during the act.
"Aren't Herbivores in reality super aggressive?" Wondered Makoto outloud only to realize he directed a word to Junko and kicked himself mentally for it.
"Aww, you finally spoke to me again! We're progressing on mending our relationship!"
"Not even in your wildest dreams"
"Believe me in my dreams it has happened a lot"
"Well you never have the pleasure of seeing it in reality" Makoto simply rolled his eyes and looked at the side.
"How are you feeling?"
"How do you expect I will feel after this? Pretty much used like the other times…" He rolled his eyes.
"Aww come on, you should feel honored that Junko Fucking Enoshima is banging your brains out"
"Like hell I feel happy of being used by you...especially by you, in such a way"
Despite his words, Junko could notice he was looking at her face a little worried.
"It doesn't hurt much"
"Good" He muttered in relief...then mentally kicked himself for showing worry for her.
Junko just found it amusing.
"Don't assume anything of it, I'm like that for everyone…" Despite his words he didn't sound fully convinced.
She grinned, it was logical that despite his protest he would form an attachment to her since she's the only person he interacts with and the only person that knows he is alive.
Makoto Naegi was dead to the world but in reality he was here only for her.
The thought got her giddy, she killed the biggest hope in front of everyone else, causing them huge despair...and now said hope was here all for her to use as she pleased.
She had tried to kill him, but she gave up upon realizing his stupid luck won't let her, at least it didn't do anything when he wasn't in lethal danger.
She could still have fun with him in other ways though!
She noticed that his member was still hard and itching for release.
Maybe she could leave it like that and have him suffer! His limbs were handcuffed to the bed so he couldn't do anything about it.
"If you're gonna do what I think you will, then I can tell you I don't care. It's incredible annoying yes...but i'm not gonna beg or anything like that"
"Wow, am I becoming just as big of an open book as you are?"
Makoto flinched at the use of that nickname, reminding him of a friend...or former friend...he honestly couldn't get his thoughts about them straight after the last trial…
"Aww, is little Makoto sad that his friends sacrificed him to save their own lives? After everything he's done for them?...how sad...hah, fucking loser"
"Shut up…" Despite his lackluster answer, the boy's resolve didn't seem to falter, albeit it was said in an annoyed tone.
Junko only giggled.
Despite everything, he was still defying her in whichever way he could, she tried to break him into despair and nothing worked so far...she liked that.
He was unpredictable...and fun.
She mounted him again.
That actually got a surprise from him.
"Well...round 2"
She then uncuffed his hands and threw the key away.
"If you want to fight back in other ways, you're welcome to try…"