Sakura Ogami's eyes widened as she stormed into the hospital room, her fierce determination palpable. It had been six months since Kenshiro, her lifelong rival and first love, had passed on the title of "strongest person in the world" to her, vowing to hold onto it until he recovered. But what she saw took her breath away – Kenshiro, very much alive, sitting up in bed with a mischievous glint in his eye.
The air was electric with tension as Sakura's anger and frustration melted away, replaced by a mix of relief and desire. She had always felt an intense connection with Kenshiro, their rivalry on the martial arts mat only matched by their unspoken attraction. Now, as they locked eyes, the spark between them was undeniable.
Without a word, Sakura strode over to Kenshiro's bedside, her hands grasping the railing as she leaned in, their faces inches apart. The whispered promise – "I'll hold onto this title until you're better" – was replaced by a passionate kiss, their lips crashing together with pent-up longing.
As they broke apart, gasping for air, Kenshiro's eyes crinkled at the corners. "You're still as fiery as ever, Sakura." His voice was low, husky, and sent shivers down her spine.
Sakura's cheeks flushed, but she refused to back down. "You're still as infuriating, Kenshiro." Her fingers itched to touch him, to explore the chiseled planes of his face, to feel the familiar spark of their rivalry ignite into something more.
The hospital bed creaked as Kenshiro sat up, his movements languid, deliberate. "I've been thinking, Sakura... maybe it's time we settled our rivalry once and for all." His eyes gleamed with mischief, and Sakura's heart skipped a beat.
In a flash, Sakura's clothes were shed, discarded on the floor as she stood before Kenshiro, her toned body a testament to her years of martial arts training. Kenshiro's gaze roamed over her, drinking in the sight of her smooth skin, her pert breasts, and the tantalizing curve of her waist.
"Fuck, Sakura," he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
Sakura's nipples hardened at the reverence in his tone, and she knew she was lost. "Shut up and show me, Kenshiro," she purred, her fingers wrapping around his wrist, pulling him closer.
Their lips met in a fierce, explosive kiss, tongues tangling as they devoured each other. Kenshiro's hands roamed Sakura's body, tracing the contours of her muscles, and she moaned, her pussy throbbing with anticipation.
As they broke apart, gasping, Kenshiro's fingers slid between Sakura's legs, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "You're wet for me, Sakura," he whispered, his voice husky with excitement.
Sakura's eyes fluttered closed as his fingers danced across her clit, her body responding with a primal urgency. "I've been wet for you for years, Kenshiro," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.
With a growl, Kenshiro swept Sakura up, carrying her to the hospital room's private bathroom. The shower stall was large enough for two, and as the water pounded down, Sakura's back arched, her pussy weeping with anticipation.
Kenshiro's dick was hard, throbbing, as he positioned himself behind Sakura. His fingers teased her asshole, and Sakura's moan was lost in the sound of the water. Without hesitation, Kenshiro slid his dick into her pussy, the penetration slow, deliberate, and oh-so-satisfying.
Sakura's screams of pleasure were drowned out by the shower's roar as Kenshiro pistoned in and out, their bodies moving in perfect sync. The hospital room, the rivalry, the past six months – all faded into the background as they lost themselves in each other, their love and desire finally set free.
As the water cooled, Sakura and Kenshiro emerged, sated, their bodies intertwined. "You know, Sakura," Kenshiro whispered, his lips tracing the curve of her ear, "I think I've finally found a new title to strive for – being the greatest lover in the world."
Sakura's laughter was husky, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, I think we can both strive for that title, Kenshiro. After all, we're the ultimate rivals – in and out of bed."