As soon as Makoto saw the girl working out, he got flashbacks to his time with Mukuro the other day, and instantly popped a boner. This time it was a girl he didn't necessarily recognize at first, but eventually he remembered she was in the class below his, and eventually her name popped into his head: Maki. She had a fierce look on her face that reminded him of Mukuro. He wasn't sure what convinced him to try it, but he walked in, and went right up to her, looking down as she used the bench press. She was dressed similarly to how Mukuro had been, a sports bra and shorts, except hers were pure black. She didn't seem to give him any sort of acknowledgement even as he cleared his throat.

"I think you're very attractive." He said, stupidly hoping that it would work. It did make her pause for a moment, and finally look over at him, but she only gave him a passing glance before returning to what she was doing. He frowned. "I…um…" He sputtered.

"Go away." Maki finally said, her voice flat, but stern.

"But I want to…I think you're…" He said, his confidence from his time with Mukuro quickly fading. She sighed and put the bar up and stood up from the machine, turning to face him.

"Spit it out." She said. Makoto rubbed his arm as he searched for the words.

"Can I…play with…you?" He asked. She stared at him, making him laugh nervously, before scoffing.

"Whatever. Leave me alone." She said, and turned to walk away, but…probably due to Makoto's luck, her shorts became caught on the machine, and she tripped, causing both her shorts and the black panties underneath to become ripped nearly in half, leaving her ass completely exposed as she collapsed to the floor, but in the air. Makoto felt his boner throb as he was given this perfect view of her smooth, pale cheeks, even able to see her pussy as well. He badly wanted to grab that ass and squeeze her cheeks underneath his fingers. Maki groaned, but quickly recovered, flipping herself over onto her back as she gave a death glare to Makoto that made his entire body shudder. Her flipping over left her pussy exposed again for a brief moment before she shot a hand between her legs. Despite the death glare, her face had a slight blush to it, which only turned him on further.

"I-I-"

"Don't." She said, and tried to pull up her pants and panties, only causing them to fall apart onto the floor, leaving her bottomless, her hand the only thing protecting her modesty. The pose…made Makoto shiver, this time in arousal. "Give me your pants." She instructed, and he took a step back, but then thought it over, and smiled.

"Okay…but only on one condition." He said, wondering when he'd become so devious. She raised an eyebrow. "You let me touch you anywhere I want for five minutes." Her cheeks reddened a little more at that, her glare becoming even sharper.

"Do you want to die?"

The question threw him off a bit, but he tried to ignore it as he cleared his throat. "Well?" He asked. She stared at him for a bit, her eyes peering into him.

"Ugh…fine." She eventually said, and Makoto had to admit he was surprised that worked. She stood up before him and he gestured for her to remove her hand. She slowly pulled it away, showing off her shaved pussy, lightly pink and beautiful. He stared at it for a bit before he shook his head and walked over to her, grabbing onto her chest. He felt her body stiffen when he touched her, but all he could focus on was how soft her chest was, even through the fabric of the bra. They were smaller than Mukuro, but still felt amazing, especially as he rubbed her nipples, feeling them harden under his touch. She remained stone-faced, though the red blush gave away her embarrassment.

He didn't want to spend too long on that, so he let go of her chest and moved up close. She stiffened again in response as he reached behind her and placed his hands on her bare ass as he pressed himself against her, her chest squishing against his own. He groaned as he squeezed the supple cheeks, playing with them, massaging them, and moving them around, feeling them easily give way to his fingers. She could feel her shaking ever so slightly, and laughed to himself.

He wasn't sure how long he spent groping her ass before he finally let go, and moved behind her. As soon as he let go, she visibly relaxed a bit, but then tended back up as he moved behind her and placed one hand on her breast again, her nipples still hard as he slid his other hand over her stomach and down to her pussy. He was happy to find it wet when he placed his hand on it. She huffed, clearly upset that he had found out, and he gently stroked her outer lips, feeling her shake, her ass rubbing against his crotch, rubbing his dick. He smiled to himself as he fondled her, pinching her nipple and pulling at it, and slipped a finger inside her.

"That's five minutes."

As soon as the last syllable left her lips, she was two feet away, her cheeks incredibly flushed as she stared at him. "O-oh…" he said.

"Give me your pants." She said, and he sighed as he slowly unbuttoned his pants and slid them down his legs. Maki's eyes seemed to widen slightly as the sight of his cock pushing against his boxers, threatening to poke out of the top as he handed them over. She nodded and took them, slipping them on and sighing.

"Goodbye." Maki said, turned…and tripped again, getting caught on one of the other machines, this time tearing her bra in half as she fell onto the floor. She laid for a bit before she slowly pushed herself up, and turned towards Makoto again, not bothering to cover her chest, giving him a nice view of her modestly sized breasts.

"Jacket." She said, and he stepped back in shock.

"N-no! The only way I'd give up this would be if you did something big like…have sex with me!" He said. She gave him that extreme death glare again, and for a brief moment, he wondered if she would actually kill him, but then, she sighed.

"If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you." She said, and he stared in shock as she pulled the pants back down, and got on her back, looking away as she spread her legs, allowing him to see everything. He shuddered, and gulped.

"Alright then…" He said, surprised that it actually worked, and approached her, gently pulling out his dick as he did so.

They spent the next hour having sex right there in the room, where thankfully no one came in to see them. It was clear the girl was inexperienced, but spent the entire time trying not to give away how she really felt, which kind of ruined the fun at times, but when he finally managed to start making her moan…it was one of the sweetest sounds he'd ever heard. And once they were done, and she quickly took his clothes and ran off before anything else happened, even though he had to walk back to his room in just boxers, the entire experience, in his mind, was totally worth it.