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Igawa Asagi - 2 (On the Lookout)

Asagi recalled a certain incident some days ago.

In a private letter sent to her office, the Goddess Dakini warned them about her magic being stolen. Without a lead, the thief's identity remained unknown.

"Ahh~."

For now, they knew very little about the stolen magic. Since it was from Dakini, there was no doubt it has strong carnal-inducing effects. After marking the victim by the use of a Love Crest, it drew out their sexual desires and raised it to an intoxicating level not even a Taimanin could withstand.

"Haahhh~!"

It happened to her, the Love Crest engraved on her body plagued Asagi's senses with lust.

In order for the effect to be stopped, they needed the stimulation to be over. This meant Asagi had to release that sweet tension with the help of a catalyst, which connected to the magical symbol. Kotaro happened to be made the catalyst for such a bewitched magic. He managed to provide her support with the help of the slumbered Evil Eye.

"Yes, right...ummgh~...there."

At an unexpected timing, the crest was acting up. Its glowing light raised and rushed her desire in waves. Over the rooftop of a building, sweet subtle moans from Asagi's lip blended into the cool breezes.

Her back faced the wall, her hip began to sway lightly following the motions of Kotaro's hand. Still wearing the signature purple Taimanin bodysuit, she felt his fingers and the skintight fabric pressing against the needy wetness between the legs. As the fabric of the suit stretched along his fingers and kept on throwing smooth frictions around the clit, Asagi slipped a gasp and bit on her lower lip.

"~Oh~!"

Her thighs rubbed together, trembling while holding his wrist in place. Kotaro couldn't retract his arm even if he wanted to, this was something they needed to do in order to calm the effect of that crest.

Asagi leaned her head on his shoulder, arms wrapped around him and hands clung to his frame. She couldn't let him know she was trying not to crave for these sweet strokes. Asagi still felt embarrassed this happened in the middle of the mission. She wanted the next time to be her turn but this sort of unpredictable moment was uncalled for.

The moment Kotaro tried to open the door to return to their hideout inside the building, the world around them once again shifted. The city landscape fabricated within that strange colorless realm. What was supposed to be a routine for a stealthy investigation had turned into something steamy.

"Asagi-sens..."

Before Kotaro could finish, she raised her head and shot him a glare. The moonlight shone the blush on her cheeks so clearly. He was quickly reminded of the only thing she'd wanted him to do whenever they were alone together. Not the stiffed manner of addressing her as his mentor, not the formal calling of her name while on duty.

"Asagi."

That was what she wanted to hear from him. The way her name echoed so affectionally in his voice.

"Spread your legs more."

Asagi nodded to his whisper. She opened her thighs to reveal the dripping spot covered by an ultrathin layer. Shaky legs loosened only to tense up as her entrance was being stretched. Wet sounds filled the air, Asagi's love juice seeped through the bodysuit and dampened Kotaro's fingers while he continued to pump them in and out of her.

"Fuuma...kun!" Her sensual voice briefly hit a higher note. The allurement in her eyes demanded more from him. "Oh~! Fuuma!"

She slumped against Kotaro, the evening winds emphasized more of the warmth she felt from his embrace.

"Come." Kotaro spoke to her ear. "Come for me, Asagi."

"N-Nugh! Not...not yet. I'm getting-Hmmmgh~! I'm getting closer."

Asagi jolted up in pleasure as his thumb teased and circled around the clit. The firmness of his hand and the softness of the stretchy fabric did more than she could imagine. His fingers were reaching in deep-Ahh~! He just added one more, spreading and caused her inside to vibrate, clinging to his touch.

Asagi moaned, foggy teal eyes saw stars on the night sky. Her heart was pumping loudly, chest and hardened nipples struggled to breath in the confine of the skintight suit. In most case, Taimanins didn't require to have innerwear inside the special-made suit as their movements could be hindered. Right now, Asagi was wearing none underneath.

Kotaro could see the shape clearly, his other arm which was on her back quickly traced the curvaceous outline of her body to her breasts and gave the pointy tip a rub. Static rose inside Asagi and gushed out from her dripping crotch, her supple breasts pressed on Kotaro's chest and heaved as she gasped for air.

The crest glowed dim. Its effect didn't stay long unlike the previous time.

Kotaro's hand was fully soaked in the flowing juice. Yet, while Asagi needed a minute to recover from multiple orgasms, the swaying of her hip didn't slow down. It became quicker, forcing into his whole palm and continued to grind.

"I'll tear it off."

He'd let her know that the fabric was in the way. Asagi won't give the idea a second thought, she didn't care if the honey pot was to be exposed here, her lustful body wanted it raw. But before it happened, Asagi brought her face to his cheek and placed her lip on the hot skin for a tender kiss, then a soft whisper followed.

"Do it."

Shred!

Oh~! The contrast between the cold air and his warm touch was prominent down there. The fingers rushed their entry so hasty yet it rhymed with the swinging of her hip. Her exposed clit ached and sticky, hungry for his strokes.

"Ummhhg~! Mahh~! Yes, right there!"

Her arousal hit the root as Kotaro took care of the little bud like she wanted. Asagi tilted her head to get a look on his face. As expected, the Evil Eye was staring back at her, it read her thoughts like a book.

"It's almost done." He said.

"What?"

She blinked, somewhat confused by his words. Then, she glanced down at the shining love crest where an illuminated thread was forming, connecting them both. The sweet sensations within her was about to reach their peak. Once his fingers stopped right at the most erogenous zone of her inner walls, Asagi's eyes went wide.

"Ohhhh~!"

Bedroom Art activated, Taima particles swirled around them.

Asagi jerked her head upward as immense pleasure filled her, all the sensitivities in her senses increased tenfold. The vibration of his fingers set her off for another release. Eyes closed shut, she squirted into his hand and the floor, her tongue stuck out in euphoria while the love juice flowed a stream from her crotch.

"Aunh~! Co, coming...~coming~...Fuuma-kun!"

Breathless and light-headed, she slowly plopped down. Wet butt and thighs smeared the floor with her arousal. Kotaro quickly supported her trembling body and let Asagi lean on him, his hand had yet to retract from her drenched inside. The horny mouth clenched tightly around his fingers, pulsing strongly for a moment and finally relaxed.

Asagi didn't brace for the climax, it blew up so sudden and yet the built up ecstacy was enough to leave a lasting satisfaction. She gasped for air and shuddered when he withdrew his fingers, the dripping liquid splattered a thin trail. Asagi arched her back, glistening crotch raised up shortly so remnants of her heat would flow out without restraint.

Light from the Love Crest vanquished. The moment was short.

Her skin still blushed hot, the aftermath of her big orgasm filled Asagi with contentment. Kotaro brought up his hand now enveloped in her juice.

"Give me...your hand." She gazed at him lovingly and reached out her own hand to grab his, bringing it closer to her mouth.

It was the same lewdness on display that morning in the office. But there was no longer any traces of hesitation, his palm outstretched for her to lick and suck on at a leisurely pace like she was sipping a nice smoothie. His fingers would move around, caught her wiggling tongue in-between. She decided to be bolder, erotic lips pursed and teeth held his fingers still while she allured his sense with the snake-like movements inside the mouth, teasing the tips.

Kotaro leaned forward and captured her forehead with a kiss. She couldn't hold back a giggle. It was the same sweetness. But he was more willing to indulge in it together with her and not just focusing on reducing the effect of the love crest.

Asagi popped a wet noise as she pulled back, releasing his ring finger, cleaned from her juice.

"Fuuma-kun. Can I get another one?" She lifted her chin, lips parted. "Right here."

He pecked Asagi on the corner of her lips.

"Why not going the whole way?" Raising an eyebrow, she questioned him.

He blinked, the subtle jolt of his torso spoke volumes of what was going through his head. Did that Evil Eye actually read these thoughts in her mind or not?

"Because..." His clumsy body language told her an idea just flashed through his mind. "I want to savor this first."

Having said that, Kotaro put his pinky in his mouth. It was the one finger Asagi had yet to clean with her tongue. She blushed and murmured a muted voice when he took in her warm juice and cleaned it off on his own.

"You taste sweet, Asagi."

Heart fluttered and stomach clenched around the emptiness that should have been filled up, she lurched forward and captured his lips in full.

In the midst of all that wet and sloppy noises made by entwined tongues, the night sky distorted. Colorless waves swept through the moon and the buildings surrounding them. The two were back on the rooftop of that building where the wind grew strong.

But neither of them pulled away, not yet. She threw her arms around his neck and he hugged her closer.

"Hmggh~! It's your turn...Mmgh~Chu~!" She muttered between kisses. "...to feel good."

"Y-Yeah."

Asagi was about to fulfill the promise she'd kept for herself. Her hands traced his broad shoulders and moved down the toned chest to reach for the utility belt, undoing it.

Kkkssshh!

[Fuuma-kun! Onee-chan! I'm done with the reconnaissance, returning to the hideout in five minutes!]

Sakura's cheerful voice from the earpieces caused them to let go of each other in reluctance.

Sigh.

Another impeccable interruption.

"Five minutes probably won't be enough." Kotaro commented.

"You're right." Asagi replied with a deadpanned look. "Let's head back inside."

"Should we do something about your Taima bodysuit?"

"I brought a spare."

Asagi opened the door that led them inside the secret hideout, Kotaro followed behind her and closed it once they had entered the building. As he turned around, Asagi was facing him, her heels raised on tip-toes and she gave him a deep smooch. This was something she wanted to make up to Kotaro for the time being.

"A pity we have to end it here." Asagi spoke after taking a step back. "I felt good."

"..."

The Evil Eye had closed, his normal amber left eye stared at her and sneaked a glance downward. She knew he wasn't really looking directly at her breasts.

"The crest already returned to normal, Fuuma-kun."

"Okay, I just wanted to make sure."

"Make sure of what?"

Kotaro didn't say anything for a moment.

"Never mind!"

He quickly walked ahead. She spent a moment to contemplate while watching his retreating backside. It looked like he would need to gain more experience in this kind of thing after all.

As his mentor, Asagi hoped she could help him achieve that confidence.

Next time, surely.

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