AU: Shinobi Affexions
Due to highly effective contraceptive shinobi arts being simplified enough to become mainstream in the past few years, shinobi are free to have some fun in-between death-defying missions. It's not exactly rampant, but one-night stands and friends with benefits are noticeably more common than in the main worlds.
Incidentally, a certain number of kunoichi have fewer qualms about making intimate relationships.
(Basically Shinobi Refle, but smut)
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Part 1: Asuka
"Ugh…"
On a hot June morning, a young man woke up in a pool of his own sweat. His sheets were damp, his hair matted to his forehead and his bedroom feeling akin to the surface of the sun.
Pushing himself up, his eyes darted upwards to the digital clock on his nightstand first, which displayed 7:03 AM.
Needless to say, a little earlier than usual.
His gaze went to the ceiling, where he immediately found the source of his problem; the fixed-in AC unit wasn't blowing in cold air as it should have been, or even powered on.
It was working perfectly fine when he went to bed, which meant it must have broken some time overnight.
Wasn't that just nice?
With a groan, the teenager pushed himself off his bed and stumbled to his feet, stretching his arms with a yawn to shake off the lingering grogginess of sleep. His white t-shirt and boxers stuck to his skin uncomfortably, damp enough to reveal his athletic physique underneath.
He really, really needed a bath and some fresh clothes. His current ones would have to be sacrificed to the laundry room later.
But that could wait. Right now, he needed to get some air into the room.
He moved to the window, pulling back the curtains and lifting it open with both of his hands. Fresh air spilled in instantly, giving him some sense of relief.
He heard birds chirping overheard as he glanced over the empty streets of his neighborhood. Eventful things rarely happened around here, at least while he was rarely around.
Which was just fine with him, of course. It was reassuring to know that, after living here for a few months, that most of his worries about moving to Tokyo with his parents were completely wrong.
"Hey! You're already awake?"
His attention was swiftly torn away from the streets when a girl's voice called out to him from a building right next to his.
His next door neighbor, a voluptuous girl with yellow eyes and shoulder-length brown hair, gave him her usual bright smile as she stood by her open window. She dried off her short brown hair with a yellow towel, likely having just gotten out of the shower.
And that meant the infectiously happy girl named Asuka was completely naked, standing by an open window and conversing with him like everything was normal.
Tokyo girls were the best. Or maybe that was just an Asuka thing.
Honestly, it was probably an Asuka thing.
The girl was the first friend he made in Tokyo, and their first meeting went more or less the same way — a clueless boy nonchalantly opening his window, and a girl with a bit too little in the way of shame drying herself by her own. She had seemed surprised for all of five seconds before striking a conversation with her new neighbor, ignoring his own gobsmacked expression.
Needless to say, he had absolutely no qualms about befriending her following that first meeting.
"It's not like I'm up by choice." The young man responded casually, leaning against the windowsill as his eyes unashamedly lowered to get a good view of her bare chest. "The AC broke overnight. Go figure."
"Oh? That doesn't sound so good." After drying off her hair, Asuka let the towel hang over her shoulder as she leaned over her window, unbothered by the morning's breeze hitting her large breasts. "If you want, I could try taking a look at it later?"
The young man scoffed. "I barely trust you with breakfast, and you think I'll let you mangle the electronics too?"
Asuka pouted at him. "Don't be so mean! Even mom and dad think I've been getting better."
"Debatable."
"Why do you have to be so rude?" Asuka frowned at him. "You act like you hate it when I come over."
"Hey, I didn't say that," he objected. "I'd just prefer it if your visits didn't put both my health and kitchen at risk."
Asuka crossed her arms, which just so happened to accentuate her ample breasts, and rolled her eyes. "So mean, hmph…" Her gaze then moved downwards, and she blushed. "Ah… Especially when you look so glad to see me…"
The young man looked downwards, instantly noticing the very obvious bulge in his boxers. Instead of being embarrassed, he shot her a flat look. "It's called morning wood, and it's a completely natural biological occurrence."
Asuka frowned. "Is that so…"
"That is so," he replied seriously. "And it has absolutely nothing to do with my naked neighbor who I am currently speaking to."
"Hm… You sound sincere, so guess I have no choice but to believe you, huh..." Her frown fell apart, replaced by her usual smile. "Pfft, you're such an idiot."
"An idiot that consistently entertains you." There was a beat. "Wait, wouldn't that make me a clown then…?"
Asuka smiled fondly at him. "Well, while you ponder that, how do you feel about me coming over later for breakfast?"
"What? So you can use me as your guinea pig today?"
"... You mean you don't want me to?"
"Just don't hurt my stove this time."
Asuka stuck out her tongue before walking away from her window.
As he walked out of the bathroom wearing fresh clothes after a bath, the young man wondered how his parents would have reacted to him having a girl over at the house, cooking for him no less.
Incidentally, they were barely ever home in the first place, trusting him enough to take care of the house in their absence.
That came with its fair share of benefits.
"Breakfast is ready!" Asuka called out to him as he walked into the kitchen, smiling as she slid a fresh stack of pancakes from the spatula onto a plate. She wore a pure white apron, apparently customized since her own name was on the front, with a chibi frog sitting over the letters.
That was the only thing she wore.
Instead of focusing on that, his eyes instead zeroed in on the pancakes she just made. He looked at them in astonishment, as if he were looking at a miracle happening before him.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I can't believe what I'm seeing…" He spoke, astonished. "Not only did Asuka make something that looks edible, but the kitchen is intact! Hurrah!" Smack! "Ow…"
Asuka frowned at him, holding the spatula she just hit him on the shoulder with. "Seriously? I went out of my way to wear something embarrassing like this and you're focused on the food?"
"Come on, this is worth celebrating! I can finally enjoy breakfast without worrying about food poisoning!"
Asuka gave him an unamused look. "Keep that up and it'll be the last time I cook for you…"
"Alright, alright, I'm sorry," he apologized with a half-smile. "But, hey, naked apron? That's a little risky even for you, isn't it?"
"Well, since me cooking is such an unbearable experience for you, I decided to make it a little bit more appealing." The brunette crossed her arms, frowning. "Though, if you don't like it, I can just change into my normal clothes…"
"No no, I really like it," He insisted. "I just didn't think you, of all people, would think of something like this."
At that, Asuka looked away. "I… really didn't."
"... Elaborate?"
"... Let's just say my parents like to have fun when nobody else is home…" She looked at him again, blushing at the recollection. "I, uhh, walked in on them once…"
"Huh… If they're like that, you know what that means, don't you?" He asked, grinning. When Asuka gave him a questioning look, his grin broadened. "It means they're probably doing it right now since you're not home."
"Why did you make me think about thaaaaat…" Asuka's face turned bright red at the suggestion, and she covered her face to let out a muffled groan. "The worst part about it is that you're probably right…"
"I usually am," he said humbly.
"Just… Ugh…" With a shudder, Asuka turned away from him. "Can we just forget about this? Please? I don't want the pancakes to get cold…"
"Fine, fine…"
Saying that, she grabbed a chair and sat next to the young man, eyeing him with interest.
She didn't actually get anything for herself. Asuka normally ate her mother's cooking before coming over, since what she produced here was more or less… experimental, so he enjoyed his breakfast by himself while the brunette focused on his face, obviously fishing for reactions.
As it turned out, he wouldn't have to break out some emergency breakfast like cereal or a frozen meal this time — the pancakes weren't anything amazing, but they were actual pancakes. It was like night and day compared to her last attempt, which was burned black and harder than the plates he tried to eat them on.
"Well? How is it?" Asuka asked, but it seemed she already knew the answer from his face alone, considering her smile. "I told you I got a lot better."
He considered what to say. "My tastebuds are still alive, so I'd say it's a pass."
"You could at least praise me normally for once, you know." With a sigh, Asuka grabbed his plate and brought it over to the sink. "Maybe I should actually poison it for real tomorrow..."
"You weren't already?" Getting up from his seat, he started to move behind her. "But since you didn't, I think I'm in the mood for a little dessert."
"Huh? But I didn't make any…" Asuka turned around, her confused look quickly melting as she glanced down at his pants. "Oh…"
The sight, of course, was the very obvious bulge in his pants.
"Ah, hm…" The brunette gave him an exasperated smile. "Well… what would you like for dessert?"
He considered that for a moment, before finding his answer. "How about your mouth?"
Asuka gave him a playful smile before she got on her knees, pulling his sweatpants down with both of her hands. She flinched when his exposed shaft nearly hit her in the face, giving him an annoyed expression in response. "Aren't you a bit too eager?"
"Hey, this is kinda your fault, you know," he still gave her plenty of sass, even as she took his member into her hand. "You give half the neighborhood a show with that window act."
"I could always stop, if you hate it that much…" Asuka slowly stroked his girth with her hand, feeling the warmth of his rod against her palm.
"Mm, don't do that…" Words slowly started to fail him as Asuka stroked him off. It didn't take long for her to start using her tongue, licking the tip of his penis before moving down his entire length with her wet appendage. "Mmph…"
With a confident smile, Asuka leaned in and took the end of his rod into her mouth. Slowly, surely, she moved deeper and deeper until half of it was inside her mouth. She couldn't fit his entire member inside without gagging, but the brunette made it work.
Placing her hands on his stomach, Asuka made sure to look right up at him as she bobbed her head up and down. He grunted, moaning as he looked back down at her.
Asuka was mostly used to giving him blowjobs, but she still moved carefully and methodically with her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around his dick as she sucked, lapping up the precum that started to leak out of his tip as she lubricated his shaft.
He really tried to hold it in as long as possible, but Asuka's mouth was always a weak point for him. It didn't take long before he climaxed, shooting right into Asuka's mouth.
Even now, she couldn't help but gag a little as her mouth let go of his shaft. She swallowed, making a face as the remaining bits of his semen laid on her lips. "Ugh, I thought I'd be used to the taste by now…"
"Maybe I should start incorporating pineapples into my diet…" He quipped, breathing deeply as he recovered from his orgasm. "I read online that they make semen taste really sweet."
Asuka thought for a moment as she wiped the white substance off her face. "I kinda doubt that, hm…" She seemed to genuinely consider that as she jumped up to feet. "Okay, enough about pineapples. I'm… gonna take a shower, actually."
With a smirk, he pulled his pants back up. "A shower? Now I feel inclined to join you."
"Hey, come on now…" Asuka frowned at him. "I already did all of this for you, I don't want to be late to school again."
"We still have a whole hour before we have to be there," he assured her as he placed his hands on her bare shoulders. "We're not gonna take that long."
"That's what you said last time…" Asuka sighed, shaking her head. "Okay, okay, just this once. But if you make me late, I swear…"
Needless to say, they spent a little longer there than necessary.
They were nothing beyond friends, really. Asuka would easily confirm as much.
It was just that the young man's friendship with her included some benefits he hadn't even imagined at first.
Sure, they were basically couple-ing around each other, but if Asuka didn't want to officially cross that line and preferred to keep things this way, who was he to try forcing things and probably ruining everything?
He liked the aforementioned benefits. They gave him plenty of interesting memories to focus on whenever classes at Hanzo Academy got especially boring.
As he focused on those memories, classes ended, and he went to get ready for the track club.
It turned out that he and Asuka went to the same school, so they could head out together every morning, but that was about as far as his luck went. Not only were they in different classes, but they were also in different clubs that almost always ended at different times.
For some reason, he wasn't sure which club Asuka was in. Strangely enough, he always seemed to forget to ask her about it, and after a point, it didn't feel important anymore.
But it was still a shame that they almost never got to go home together. He kinda wanted to see her more often.
That thought came just as he finished a run, and that was when he turned to the side and saw it.
Asuka was waiting by the bleachers, waving at him with a bright smile and a green duffel bag flung over her shoulder. "Hey! Over here!"
He blinked.
That… was really weirdly perfect timing.
"Asuka?" He couldn't help but sound a little surprised as he made his way up to her. Jealous gazes from the other participants followed him. "What're you doing here? Did you miss me so much you decided to ditch your club?"
"Nope!" Asuka declared, shaking her head. "My club ended early, actually, so I came to see you." The brunette glanced behind him, seeing all the track runners still on the field. "Um, did I come at a bad time?"
"Uh, no, you're right on time, actually," he replied, trying not to focus on the glares he felt as his fellow track members left for the changing rooms. Instead, his eyes zeroed in on the duffel bag slung over her shoulder. "What'cha got in there?"
Asuka blushed a little, avoiding his gaze. "It's a surprise."
"For me? You shouldn't have," he teased her like usual, but it fell flat on its face when the only response was embarrassed silence. "Uh, what is it, exactly?"
"If I told you, then it wouldn't be a surprise, dummy." Asuka smiled at him, blush still in place. "I'll show you, but, uh… let's wait a few minutes first, alright?"
"Um, okay…"
Asuka dragged him to the bleachers to wait, placing the duffel bag between her feet as they sat together. From there, Asuka pulled out a roll of futomaki—and being extra careful to hide the other contents of the bag away from him—and ate her rolls with a blissful expression.
Honestly, he didn't know why she was so obsessed with that stuff. He tried it once by her insistence, but it didn't really click with him as much as it did for her.
After about fifteen minutes of Asuka eating and the occasional small talk, she noticed the departure of the other track members.
"Okay, here we go…" She blew out a sigh, as if to calm herself, before grabbing his hand and pulling him along with her. They eventually reached the empty changing room, where Asuka sat him down on a wooden bench.
"Just… bear with me, okay?" Asuka held the duffel bag close to her chest as she said that, blushing. "This is kinda new for me, but I'm gonna change really quickly, so just sit tight."
He was still confused by her behavior, but she gave her a silent nod. With that confirmation, Asuka sighed and retreated into the showers.
She didn't want him to watch, so he was left to just sit and twiddle his fingers. He could hear the sounds of clothes dropping in the other room, and his imagination was no slouch in fantasizing about Asuka stripping.
Still, she was acting pretty weird. What was going on with her?
"O-Okay, I'm ready!"
He looked up as soon as he heard footsteps, though he wasn't really prepared for the sight that greeted him when he did.
Asuka was wearing a skimpy blue cheerleader outfit with red highlights, complete with yellow pom-poms in her hands. Both the top and the skirt were far too small for her, exposing a significant portion of her boobs, thighs, and butt.
She seemed to have forwent bra and panties altogether. Just a single glance downward gave him a full view of her exposed crotch.
"W-Well?" Asuka asked with an embarrassed smile, "What do you think?"
He examined her for a moment, which caused her to fidget a little from nervousness. What was going on in his head? Did he like it? Was this overwhelming for him? Geez, it was already embarrassing enough just wearing this in front of him, but if it wasn't his thing, then—
"It's… definitely new?"
"..."
Huh?
"... I-Is… Is that all you have to say?" Asuka couldn't help but sound a little disappointed at his lackluster reaction, a frown making its way to her features. It just sounded a little… underwhelming?
"Well, what do you want me to say?" he asked quizzically. "I mean, I'm not saying I don't like it. In fact, I love it,"
When he said that, Asuka blushed, looking down at the ground. "Y-You really do…?"
"Of course I do," For once, he sounded sincere. "But, well, I never thought you'd be bold enough to do it in school of all places…"
Asuka gazed back at him, looking sheepish. "W-Well, it was mostly just an impulsive thing. I was originally just gonna walk home with you, but then I saw this outfit on sale when I walked past Ayame's shop and, uh…"
She looked embarrassed just talking about it, as if Asuka were recalling a humiliating exchange with the shopkeeper. "W-Well, I was worried you wouldn't like it…"
He'd be lying if he said he didn't find it a little amusing when Asuka was embarrassed, but he still felt like comforting her. "Please," he found himself on his feet, grabbing Asuka by her shoulders and pulling her close. "Like you ever have to doubt that I wouldn't."
Asuka gasped a little at his straightforwardness, blushing as she avoided his gaze. "W-Why can't you always be this sweet? Geez…"
With Asuka held close, he went in for a kiss. The brunette allowed him to invade her mouth, moaning softly when she felt one of his hands travel down her backside. His palm found her ass, and he gave it a firm squeeze. His kissing muffled Asuka's moans.
Deciding he had enough of her mouth, he moved down to kiss her chin and neck. His hand retracted from her ass to meet its sibling so they could massage her large breasts together. After a few seconds, he decided the top needed to go, so he pulled it upward to expose her bare tits.
Her nipples were already stiffening from the foreplay, so he sped up the process by teasing the pink nubs with his tongue.
"A-Ahn…" Asuka shivered from the repeated lashings. Her right hand made its way to the back of his head and caressed it gently. "Mm…"
He spent a good minute simply playing with Asuka's boobs. Licking them, sucking on them, massaging them. He was infatuated with her soft mounds.
"Y-You're so needy…" Asuka breathed out.
His mouth let go of her breasts, though his hands were still firmly squeezing them, as he looked up at her with an amused expression. "It's not my fault you have amazing tits. I can hardly resist grabbing them when you're dressed normally…"
"P-Pervert…" Asuka sighed. When he suddenly relinquished her breasts and stood upright. She gave him a confused look, but that confusion lasted for all but a moment before he turned her around and pressed her against the lockers. "A-Ah?"
She heard his pants drop, which was followed by a very stiff rod pushing up against her ass.
It seemed like he was going to use the lack of underwear to his advantage. Breathless, Asuka gave him an expectant, downright begging expression as she bit her lip.
"And you said I'm the needy one…"
"S-Shut up and stick it in already…"
With a grin, he didn't wait any longer and shoved his member right inside Asuka's wet crotch. "A-Ah!" Asuka grit her teeth, balling up her fists as he began reaming her from behind. His hands firmly placed themselves on her hips to steady himself as he thrusted, grunting and groaning as he did so.
Asuka herself placed her hands on the lockers, unable to rein in her moans as his member practically pounded against her deepest parts.
"K-Keep going…" Asuka muttered to him, closing her eyes as she moaned again.
He took those words to heart, moving his hips faster and pounding her crotch harder. He felt Asuka's entire body convulse and shudder from his motions, her breasts bouncing up and down as her entire body moved.
His hands moved away from Asuka's hips, sliding down to her plump behind and grabbing it. The brunette moaned louder in response, and if it was a tad earlier, he'd actually worry about being found out.
"F-Fuck…" He grunted as he felt a familiar heat boil up his shaft. He knew he was getting close, but he wanted to make the sensation last before he did it. With that in mind, he pulled Asuka upright.
"Ah!" The brunette let out a surprised yelp, but she was quickly silenced when he turned her head to the side and kissed her again. His hands made their way back to her breasts as he continued his rough, rhythmic thrusting without fail.
Asuka's hand moved up to caress his face as they kissed. His hips moved faster and faster against her crotch, feeling himself lose control as he pounded and felt the warmth bubbling up to the extreme, unable to hold back much longer.
"W-Wait, don't come inside, I—"
Too late.
He grunted as he finally came, dumping his load right into Asuka's womb with no hesitation. Asuka shivered as she felt it inside of her, some of it spilling out and leaking down her thighs. It dripped on the ceramic tiles beneath them as they both took in deep breaths.
Well, he was panting much more than Asuka was. It took him a while to catch his breath properly. When he finally calmed down, he pulled his limp shaft out of the brunette's crotch.
"Well…" He breathed out. "Good thing you have such strong birth control, right?"
"Y-You're so annoying…" Asuka gave him a glare as she stood up straight, her legs shaking as she did so. "N-Now I have to clean myself up in the showers here, guh…"
"Ah, sorry…" For once, he felt a little sheepish as he shrunk under Asuka's unpleasant gaze. "You, uh, want me to help?"
Asuka stared at him. "No offense, but I get the feeling you might attack me if we did that."
"Hey! Give me more credit than that!"
She hummed, rummaging through the swaths of unattended lockers until she found a spare towel. "Do you know how annoying it is to clean my…" She paused for a moment. "Area like this?"
He gave her a pointed look. "You didn't complain about it before…"
In response, she shot him one of her own. "Because we never did it in public before, dummy. Now I have to be extra thorough so nobody notices." She sighed, shaking her head. "You're going to pay me back for this later."
Quizzically, and a bit fearfully, he raised an eyebrow. "And what exactly am I paying you back with?"
Asuka's response was a sweet smile, and he instantly knew he was in danger.
"That's a really good question. Maybe I'll figure it out when I come over later?" With that, Asuka retreated into the showers. All he could do was stand there dumbly as he heard the water running and Asuka's pleasant humming.
That… was probably bad news for him. Definitely bad news.
"... I should start writing my will…"
Night seemed to come by in a flash.
Despite his hopes, Asuka chose not to walk home with him after school. Instead, she left him to clean himself in the locker room alone, all while she acted just a little cheerier than usual.
He knew she was annoyed at him, but her refusal to clarify what exactly she was planning for him left him anxious well after he returned home.
It was just himself, as usual. He laid sideways on the sofa, absentmindedly watching whatever random anime was playing on TV. Since he already ate dinner, he was just waiting for Asuka to visit and torment him.
He didn't have to wait much longer. Soon, the door opened, and Asuka strolled inside as she usually did, closing it behind herself.
Her nightly visits and subsequent sleepovers were a normal occurrence for him at this point. Normally he would have greeted her with his usual sass, but the only emotion present was a fresh bout of anxiety as she casually walked towards the couch.
"You know, I almost expected you to lock yourself in your room." The brunette smiled cheerfully at him as she glanced down.
"Not like it'd help any…" he muttered.
"Well, this makes things simpler," she continued. "Ready to make it up to me?"
"... Right." He sat up, messing with his hair with a sigh. "So, what's my punishment?"
Asuka's smile widened. "Your punishment, yes. My punishment for you is…"
She paused on purpose, and he held his breath in anticipation and dread.
"... to give me a massage!"
He blinked.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"You heard me," she said with a wide smile. "My body has been pretty sore all day, so I want you to give me a nice massage. That should make up for it, right?"
He stared at her for a moment, searching for any hints of trickery. When he found none, he simply gave Asuka an incredulous look. "Well, that's… not what I was expecting."
Asuka tilted her head. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, why me? I'm not exactly… qualified." he gestured to himself vaguely. "Or skilled. Or… anything like that."
"Don't put yourself down like that." Asuka told him in a reassuring tone, giving him her usual warm smile. "But, well, real masseuses are too expensive for me."
"So you're choosing to extort free labor instead. Got it."
Asuka frowned at him. "You could just say no, you know."
"Stop putting words into my mouth already," he grunted at her. "I mean, what sane man would ever say no to this? Not me, that's for sure."
Obviously, he didn't buy her story for a single second. Considering Asuka's family, there was no way she lacked money.
He also wasn't completely convinced that Asuka wasn't planning anything malicious for him. The deal just seemed too good to be true.
"Um, does that mean you're saying yes?" Asuka asked him, tilting her head to one side.
Well, if he had a chance before, he definitely wasn't going to escape now.
With that in mind, he just looked up at Asuka with a look of acceptance. "Well, if my punishment is putting my hands all over your body, then so be it."
"Geez, you sound just like Kat…" Asuka gave him an exasperated smile.
"You know, you always bring her up, yet I've never met any of your friends yet," he suddenly realized. "What gives?"
"Well, they're… Nevermind, don't change the subject." Asuka shook her head. "Maybe when we're done I'll let you meet them… someday."
"Assuming I'll be alive by the end of it…"
"Mm…~"
Asuka laid face down on his bed, her head resting on her arms as he pressed his hands against the brunette's bare back. She was completely naked underneath him, her clothes sitting on a nearby chair a ways away from the bed, while he discarded everything but his boxers.
It was a specific request made by her. He didn't really object to it, because the end result was his hands running over Asuka's naked body.
"You're surprisingly good at this…" Asuka complimented him. "I feel like I'm melting…"
"And Ifeel like you're exaggerating…" he sighed as his hands slid down to her lower back. All he was really doing was pressing his palms against what he believed to be sore spots. He judged them purely by Asuka's reactions.
Apparently, her lower back and shoulders were the most sore. He didn't know what kind of club activities led to Asuka ending up like this.
He pressed the palms of his hands against the base of her spine. He heard a pop, resulting in a groan followed by a sigh of relief from Asuka. "That's so much better…"
"Pretty sure I just got lucky," he slid his arms up to her shoulders and massaged them firmly. "Seriously though, your body is insanely stiff. Are you taking care of yourself?"
"Hah, you sound so worried…" Asuka smiled at him, letting out a little moan as he worked on her shoulders. "M-My club was just a little more stressful than usual today, that's all…"
"Whatever you say," he shrugged, moving his hands down again. "By the way, how do you feel?"
"Amazing…" Asuka breathed out. "You should give me massages more often, this is great…"
"You won't see me objecting…" he moved his hands lower this time, finding their way to her smooth buttocks. Unable to help himself, he squeezed his fingers into the soft flesh, earning a cute mewl from Asuka.
"Y-You just can't help yourself, can you?" Asuka sounded tepid, as if she expected him to be a total deviant.
"You said full body, right?" He readily reminded her of that fact as he moved down to massage her legs.
"Hm… I did, didn't I?"
"What are you— Hey…" He was caught off-guard when Asuka turned around, laying on her liberated back while looking right at him.
"Y-You're done with my back, right? Now how about my front?" She stuck her tongue out at him and winked, trying her best to look flirty.
It might have worked, if her cheeks weren't a bright pink and she looked like she was dying inside acting like that.
"... If this is you trying to be confident, you're flopping pretty hard right now," he teased her despite his own obvious excitement, making Asuka pout. "But, if you insist…"
He started by placing his hands on Asuka's toned stomach, making the brunette shiver before he slid them up to her considerable chest, grabbing the bosomy flesh, squeezing them under his hands. He pressed his thumbs against her nipples, rolling over the pink nubs repeatedly and watching as they slowly stiffened.
Since the A/C was still broken, Asuka's skin soon became moist with sweat. The way her naked body shined under the lights as he massaged her breasts was unbearably enticing.
Of course, the erotic sight caused a very obvious bulge to form in his boxers. Asuka looked right at it as he continued to fondle her chest. "Hah… Someone's getting excited…"
"Says you," he retorted, sounding more childish than he intended.
"Hm, I knew this would happen…" Asuka smiled at him as she sat up. Before he could say anything, he jolted when he felt her hand press against his barely concealed boner. "Here, lay down for me."
"Oh, good. I thought you'd never offer."
Asuka gave him an annoyed look as he laid down. She moved closer, her breasts hanging in the air, and tugged down on his boxers, revealing his erection as she tossed the underwear to the side.
"You gave me a body massage, so I'm gonna give you something better," Asuka smiled as she put her breasts between his dick. "A booby massage!"
"Now you just sound like Kat, mph…"
"You never met her, so how would you know?" Asuka pouted, but still squeezed her massive breasts together, moving them up and down his member. He grunted, laying back and shutting his eyes as the pleasure encompassed him.
"You look so cute like that…" said Asuka, giving him a warm smile.
"You're such a cheater…" He opened his eyes to glare at her, just in time to see her move her head down and lick the tip of his penis with her tongue. "Guh…"
The slippery sensation of her boobs against his dick was already enough of a sensory overload, but the way she teased him with her tongue pushed him even closer to the edge. The erotic sensations assaulted his brain, and his face was contorting from the pleasure.
"I hope you're enjoying the massage…" she talked casually, flicking his penis with her tongue as she did so.
He didn't say anything, instead he felt a familiar boiling sensation approaching, and he knew that an orgasm was coming.
Asuka must have noticed, since she increased the movements of her breasts and squeezed them against his dick more tightly. All the while, she looked down at him with a warm expression.
It didn't take long before the urge for him to cum reached a tipping point within him. He bit his lip as he came, spraying most of it directly into Asuka's face.
"Ah!" Asuka squinted as he came, the remnants of the semen dripping down to her chest. "Ah, that's a lot…"
"M-My bad…" he quipped, taking deep breaths to recover from his orgasm.
"D-Don't apologize…" Asuka said as she wiped her face and breasts of all the semen with her hand.
After he regained his composure, he tried to sit up a little. Asuka's hand pushing against his chest stopped that, and all he could do was give her a confused look as she did so.
"Sorry, but we're not done just yet," she said. Capitalizing on that, she positioned herself so that her vagina was hovering over his shaft—which was still erect even after he came—and smiled at him.
Admittedly, he was a little tired, but he still gave Asuka the nod to go ahead.
With that, Asuka lowered herself on him, letting his member penetrate her deeply. Asuka gave out a little squeak as he went in, and then leaned over, placing her hands on his chest as she began to move her hips.
"Mm… Asuka…"
"Hm…~"
Asuka bounced up and down to the rhythm of his hips, her large breasts bouncing as she moved. He couldn't resist reaching up and grabbing one of her mounds with his hand, the other sliding up her hip.
Asuka's gentle smile was enough to make anyone melt, and he was no exception. "H-Here, I'll make it easier for you…" She moved down, pressing her body against his as she caught his lips. He didn't hesitate to reciprocate.
Soon, his hips began moving in tune with Asuka's. The feeling of her inner walls tightening against his shaft was intoxicating to him; combined with her warm, slippery body rubbing against his own and her lips clashing against his; it was a total overflow of pleasure.
Faced with this complete sensory overload on all fronts, he just couldn't hold it in any longer. He would have given Asuka a warning if their lips weren't currently clashing together.
Instead, for the second time that day, he came right inside of Asuka.
"Mph!" Asuka's face scrunched up as she felt his load shot up inside of her womb. She let go of his lips — to the silent disappointment of her partner — and shivered as his semen filled her up, some of it even spilling out.
Unlike their moment in the locker room, Asuka didn't look annoyed with him. She only gave him a satisfied smile as she slid off of him, choosing to lie by his side instead. "A-Ah…"
For a few minutes, the two of them spent some time between themselves. They both took some time to take deep breaths, cooling off from all the physical exercise they just did. Even after that, both of them were content to just lay in his bed and cuddle against each other.
He felt her breasts press against his arm as Asuka's arm hooked around his own. Her head rested on top of his shoulder while her free arm laid on his bare chest. She was giving him her usual easy, bright smile, her hazel eyes tinged with affection.
He'd be a rotten liar if he said that look didn't make his heart stutter. Honestly, he'd be completely fine just staying right here with her for the rest of the night.
Even without all the sex involved, just being around Asuka and spending time with her was genuinely one of the best parts of his day-to-day life. He didn't know what it was about her, but she exuded a certain type of warmth and friendliness that was hard to put into words.
He just felt content around her, even with all the teasing and sass involved.
"Are you alright? You look a little tired…" Asuka asked him, bringing him out of his thoughts. Her voice sounded a touch more concerned than he expected.
"I'm fine, really sweet of you to ask." He assured her. "What, were you worrying about me too?"
"If you were, why wouldn't I?" She answered curtly, then sighed in relief. "But that's good, I was a little worried we wouldn't be able to continue."
He paused at that statement. "... Continue?"
"Well, yeah?" Asuka's smile was once again sickeningly sweet as she clarified. "This is a continuation of your punishment. Did you think the massage was gonna be enough?" She dragged her finger down his chest with a hum. "And since tomorrow is the weekend, that means we can keep having sex all night, right? You don't have a problem with that, do you?"
He stared right at Asuka's face as she dumped all of that onto him.
She wasn't kidding, She legitimately wanted to do it all night. He doubted he had much of a say in the matter, if any at all.
So, faced with something so terrible, he only had a single response he deemed appropriate to give her.
"You're really tiring, you know that?"
Asuka's smile didn't budge as she leaned down, taking his lips into a kiss as their naked bodies pressed together. After a moment, she let go and looked at him with a smile. "Sorry, but I can't really help myself. I just really like doing this with you."
"I—"
Asuka didn't let him finish, claiming his lips again to shut him up for the moment, and he was left to deal with the most exhausting girl in existence.
Well, this is the first time I did something like this.
And also the first time I actually named an AU in case I want to come back to it later. Huh.
Did I do good? I really hope so. Either way, I'd really appreciate reviews, if only so I can know whether I'm messing up.
Edit: Had to change the name of the AU because I started adding shinobi into the mix, instead of just regular civilians. Sorry for the confusion.