SMUT WARNING

This chapter contains poorly written smut that I wrote simply because I was on the horn at the start, and it just devolved into meaningless text that no one should bother to read. Do not take this chapter seriously.

If you still decide to read after receiving the smut warning, be prepared for some lazy writing that could only be done with one hand and half a brain.

Get your mind out of the gutter lol :P

SMUT WARNING

Yuki awoke to the smell of crisp bacon and eggs, wafting in from the kitchen.

"Investigation reveals that the sole male is currently cooking bacon and eggs, enough for two."

She snuck up and hugged him from behind.

"I've got to say, you've got quite the pad. I didn't think officers get this much treatment. The most I've seen is an exclusive table reserved for officers and slightly bigger living quarters."

"As the emperor's right hand, I'm given as much authority as the man himself. Well, former emperor, that is."

She hugged him tighter and began gently singing a song.

The first verse of Uninstall from Bokurano

She was acting very unlike herself. But Itami paid it little mind as he carried on.

"By the way, you said you sleep naked, but do you also roam around your home like that as well?"

She, of course, wasn't wearing anything.

"Is that a problem?"

"Nope, you'll get no complaints from me."

After a quick meal, Itami helped himself to a little after-meal snack. A bittersweet nectar found only in one place, and he had exclusive rights to it.

"Is there no end to your lust?"

He stopped and looked up at her from below. He reached over and pinched one of her nipples. He resumed his tasting. Yuki could only lay there and enjoy the moment. Some five or so minutes later, they were reintroduced to the bedroom where they laid on the bed in the other's embrace once more.

"So how are you going to explain this one to the girls?"

"Oh, um…"

"Those girls are smart enough to figure out that you were with another woman. Plus, you're engaged in a contract with Rory. Whatever strong emotion you feel towards something or someone, she'll feel it too. So she probably already knows."

"If that's true, then why hasn't she done something?"

Yuki flicked his forehead.

"Because she's being considerate. She doesn't want to cause trouble for you, so she's restraining herself. But you'll most likely receive punishment, one form or another."

"Something to look forward to."

Itami muttered sarcastically. He looked at Yuki, specifically her body. The flagpole was raised.

"Using me to release your pent up lust. You held back before, but it's good to see you be honest with yourself."

He got up quickly and looked around the room. He carried Yuki up and to the bathroom where the shower awaits.

You know where this is leading ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

One hot shower sex later…

"You should probably head back to base. Fill out reports and stuff, mingle with your people or whatever."

Yuki laid on the bed, scrolling through her PDA while Itami was drying off and getting dressed. He looked over her exposed backside. Yuki squealed when she felt him fondle her butt.

"A mighty fine ass indeed. Whatever shall I do?"

He let go, sat down, brought her over his lap, and sent down a powerful smack. Yuki was currently being spanked by a constant barrage of slaps. She tried to wiggle free, but part of her liked this, and that his grip on her wasn't loosening anytime soon. He was finally done when her butt sported a bright shade of red.

"Meanie."

She said as he got up. He gave her one last powerful slap as a finisher. She buried her face into her bedsheets and muffled her squeal. The sun was just setting as he was just about to leave.

"I'll be back for you later. Be ready."

When did he become so dominating?

By the way, for visual reference, imagine Iris Heart with short blonde hair and you're set for imagination land

Itami arrived back at base to write up his daily report. It was a little difficult to concentrate after what happened earlier. He couldn't help but keep thinking back on what he did, and what he'll do later. He had a drooling, creepy smile as he imagined the things he'd do. He received a smack to the back of the head. He turned around to see Kuribayashi and Kurokawa standing there.

"Can't a guy imagine his fantasies to himself?"

"Maybe he needs another lesson."

Before Kobayashi could swing again, Itami made a run for it. The chase was cut short when he bumped into Yuki outside, face planting into her bodacious bosom. As soon as he recognized her, he hid behind her from Kuribayashi's wrath. But just when he thinks he's safe, she reaches around for him and throws him up and over, slammed onto the ground.

"Fight your own battles, don't drag others into it."

She said with a smile and walked off.

Yuki waited patiently for Itami at his workstation. He returned with a big cartoonish bruise on his head. He sat down at his desk, with Yuki sitting next to him, acting aloof.

"Maybe if you didn't have that kind of rep around here, you wouldn't be as berated as much."

"You were the one who told her to do that. But never mind that, c'mere."

He rested his head on her chest, wallowing in her softness.

"How will you explain this if someone comes in?"

"No one's going to come in. As usual, I'm the last one here since I usually work late."

"Aw, poor you. Anything I can do to ease your sorrow?"

"You know the answer to that."

"Alright, but finish your work first."

Itami reluctantly got up and continued writing his papers. Meanwhile, Yuki took off her jacket, dress shirt, skirt, sitting there clad in her white laced underwear. While working, she would lean in and try to distract him from time to time. Brushing her breasts against his arm, gently blowing in his ear, and describing what he should do to her afterwards. Really, it was difficult for him to keep his composure. When he was finally finished, he leaned back in his chair and sighed a breath of relief. Then he looked over to his side.

"Can those clothes disappear?"

"They're made with nanomaterial, so they can revert to such a form if commanded. So yes."

Her discarded clothes transformed into small silver dots and gradually disappeared into the air.

"That's good. It means I can do this without worry."

He carried her over his shoulder as he walked out of the room. In a lonely storage room in a corner of the building, he locked the door behind him and put her down on the floor.

"I told you I'd be back."

Getting the hint, Yuki stood up, turned around, and put her hands up against the wall. She felt his hand traced all over behind her.

"No one's going to find us here. That means, I get you all to myself."

She then felt the hot, throbbing erection that excited her. Moving her pnaties aside, he pretended to move slowly, and when she let her guard down, he plunged in for the kill. She stifled a cry.

"You'll keep quiet, yeah? Technically, we're not supposed to be here. And that goes double for what we're doing here as well."

It goes without saying, S&M play was her favorite. Historians in the future speculate that she was most likely an M. This narrator agrees as well, but who knows for sure? We'll never know how a fictional woman likes to be treated during sex. Go imagine your perversions somewhere else, I'm busy writing nonsensical fanfiction that adheres to the hormone enraged populace that enjoys anime girl tiddies. Where were we in the story? Somewhere along the line, we come back to an exhausted Yuki filled to the brim with hearty cum, panting on the floor. How did she get this way? Who knows? Ask Google. After getting brutally fucked in ways that are unknown to the audience, Itami still wasn't done. He had her put her clothes back on, took her back to her home, off with the clothes, fucked her silly some more, and more, and more. So much to the point that any man's dick should get sore from it just getting hard. But not this man, because we're in a world of fiction where reality doesn't necessarily apply, so I can have this man have infinite stamina. How do we handle the smell? Circular ventilation or something. I'm not a contractor. Overflowing with cum from both holes, not to mention coughing up some, and covered in it, Yuki really couldn't move. But Itami is also a gentleman, so of course he washed her off in the bathroom, fucked her again, and let her get some well-deserved rest. Of course, he didn't stop there. After about 10 minutes, they went at it again. If you've stuck around for this long, then congratulations, have a cookie. If you weren't satisfied with how this chapter went, then be glad to know that this was all just a hallucination. You didn't read this chapter; you were just being delusional. Go have a coke and come back. You'll be reading the correct chapter soon enough. If you want more sexy times, then google Iris Heart hentai and get your kicks off on that. This chapter was just a filler because I was hormonally enraged just like you and needed to expel the demons from within in the form of literature. Yuki will have woken up from her recent sexcapade from Mirage and the story will continue on like nothing happened.