This was a bit of a last minute thing since I had a brain rot with trading ideas with my muse. I needed to get this down before I worked on other projects. Thanks to her for editing my work!

Lunch Time

Rated M

Naoto was at the dining room table, herself and Souji tidying the place up for Rise's imminent arrival. It had been a long time since the three of them had time for each other and it's not like she wanted it to be special, it always was when it was the three of them but spending time with her boyfriend had been difficult in general with their time apart from each other and the apartment being common place recently. After turning the house upside down Souji went to take a shower and subconsciously Naoto stopped tracking his movements quickly after she heard the shower head go on. It was only when she sensed a presence behind her; she whipped around and noticed Souji walking towards her. Raising an eye brow when she realised that he had his bathrobe loosely hanging on him. He was already dried off outside the small bits of droplets from his freshly washed hair.

The whole scene was insanely erotic in her eyes. Even in her most median sexual dreams, this image was the one that made her weak at the knees and he knew that.

She heard her own breath hitch at the sight, and Naoto knew he heard when his eyes narrowed at her in focus. This was one of the few times she found herself somewhat intimidated of him.

"S-Souji… How can I…" His words were simple.

"I want you." The former leader muttered as he took another step forward, effectively trapping Naoto's between himself and the table. She leaned back and pressed a hand against his bare chest, accidently coping a feel, causing his body to flex just a little. She could feel the tension and as much as she would like to act on it, Rise could be here soon. They didn't have time…

"But Rise will…" Her words were lost in a kiss which she reciprocated almost instantly, her hands on his robes with her body seemingly moving on instinct. It was almost unfair that she felt like she was lost in a haze of lust by Souji's doing. Subconsciously, it had been way too long and she had longed for him all this time that made her fall so easily. Either way they had a guest and being lost in the throes of passion right now would be inconvenient.

She pulled away in dismay, wanting nothing more than to keep going.

"We can't right now because Rise-chan will be here at any moment…" She began as she started to lower one of her hands down his body in an attempt to pull away. However her digits trailed down she brushed against the hardness of his cock, now showing by the opening of his bathrobe. She gasped at it's size and at how solid he was. This was him at the end of his rope.

The sensation of it done something to her she couldn't quite describe, but Naoto shuffled in place in middle difficulty, knowing what might be coming next.

"Could you indulge me just a little…?" It was a plea but with his smooth and deep voice, it came off like a demand. Her mind worked at multiple reasons why they shouldn't, and they even began working on an explanation for him but before that her body moved on its own as she pulled him down for another searing kiss as things got frantic quickly. Within moments her blouse has been unbuttoned revealing that creamy skin that he had fallen in love with over and over.

Naoto couldn't help but gasp as she felt his hands glide up her stomach before undoing the front clip of her bra and pushed it up so Souji instantly copped a feel making her moan against his lips.

"Souji…" She breathed as she pulled away before his kiss attacked her neck. The hand on his chest was now lost in his hair while the other was in his robes, stroking him without thinking, coaxing him to go through with the action he wanted in the first place.

It got the point across as she was suddenly turned 180 so she was facing away from him and then a firm hand on her back forced her to bend over the dining table. She whimpered a little at the position, the logical part of her mind should have expected she would end up like this, it was too convenient and easy to do so she couldn't blame him.

Without saying anything he took the waistband of her trousers, she noted that he hooked in her panties with them too and with a moment of strength pulled them down to her ankles, exposing herself to the room. The shock came from the draft of air that shot up her legs as she shivered; her palms flat against the table. Naoto wanted to say something but she couldn't as she felt him press closer, that same hand as before now reapplying pressure to her back.

He was about to take her.

The feeling of his bulbous head running along her lower lips made her squirm in his grasp. He was sizing her up, wanting to know if she would say anything against this impromptu romp in their dining room.

"S-Souji…" She whimpered before Souji took her hips with his free hand as she thrust home, almost making her choke on her own voice, knocking the wind out of her. He groaned as he sunk into her to the hilt, it made every nerve in Naoto's stand on end as the feeling was like an electric shock going through her body.

"Fuck…" She gasped before Souji started thrusting. They were hard and deep, rocking the table as Naoto was planted on to it. The power of each one almost took the petite detective off her feet but she was moaning at the sudden full feeling was pushing her quickly to orgasm, this was nothing but a quickie and in the cloud of lust, Naoto lost track of it. His thrusts were becoming erratic, out of sync. Making it hard to read his next action. It kept her on edge, the wood a very new and specific sensation against her nipples as each thrust sapped her of any energy to change the position.

"Your… your cock…" Naoto garbled under Souji-kun forceful pressure as the ridges of his arousal scrapped across all of her most sensitive spots, making each stroke more satisfying than the last.

"Shit." Souji grunted as he could feel his balls tremble as the sound of Naoto's cries of appreciation as well as the creaking of the table legs was the only sound in the apartment. Just like that Naoto tightened around his cock as she yelped in surprise. The orgasm hit like a freight train as she spasmed under his grip knocking Souji's already out of sync thrusting out of time as the tightness almost became too much as he slowed down for a second as Naoto did nothing but moan aloud. She clawed at the table, her nails almost deep enough to leave marks in it as she tried her best to keep it going. Her eyes were shut as she concentrated on the explosive feeling in her chest, the throbbing feeling of her clit as well as the numbness feeling in her feet, all of them was a dangerous mix of pleasure she was tossed head first into.

After a small bit of wheezing, she was about to say something as Souji's thrust slowed to a crawl to allow her to recover. She had came rather spectacularly and now it might be time to end things here before Rise knocked on the door.

Before Naoto was able to carry on that trail of thought Souji hooked his hands under neither her elbows to hoist her upper body off the table. The noise Naoto made was indistinguishable at another sudden manipulation but she hissed instantly until Souji started fucking her savagely at the speed where he was trying to cum, only using her as a sexual outlet.

The intensity was almost unbearable as it started Naoto's engines again, her overly sensitive petals reactions to the increased stimulation only made her eyes roll back as she garbled nonsense as Souji sounded her with reckless abandon. The clapping of her cheeks against his hips now reverberating through the apartment is skin on skin contact was now providing Souji the extra audio stimulation along with whatever noises Naoto made.

"Fuck Naoto… I'm cumming!" He growled loudly as he slammed into her as far and as deep as he could go lifting her on to standing on her toes. He felt his balls pulse and his cock twitched as he unloaded into his girlfriend causing her to cry out in surprise. She couldn't help but gush all over him as having her pussy filled to the brim with his load was enough to break her dam.

If the first one was a tropical storm, this hit like a category 3. This is all helped by Naoto's sexual positive feedback loop as one orgasm fuels the next. She spasm in his grasp, shaking as her muscles worked over time, the blood rushing around her body as her heart tried to keep up with her sexual peak, all the while Souji hissed and groaned through his prolonged orgasm. His seed was now seeping out of the seal Naoto's lower lips made around his cock, unable to keep in his release. It was a solid 30 seconds before Souji let go of Naoto's arms causing her to slump on to the table.

Trying to steady his own breathing he slowly pulled out with a satisfying squelch as Souji's cum started to spill from her. Naoto was left a daze and twitching mess on the table, still not really able to comprehend what just happened in such a short space of time.

The doorbell rang through their homely apartment with the smell of sex hanging in the air.

"That's probably Rise," Souji said nonchalantly as he pulled away, tightly doing up the sash to his bathrobe. He padded towards the door, leaving the destruction in his wake.

He walked over to the door barefoot, announcing he was in before opening the door. Peeling it open after undoing the lock, revealed a smiling Idol in a large hat and sunglasses in an orange dress top and a yellow skirt.

"Hi Souji-kun… Oh…" She was completely taken aback by her old school crush turned friends with benefit's form as he stood there naked, slightly dishevelled with his bathrobe on. She couldn't help but lick her lips subconsciously.

"Hey Rise, come in before anyone sees you." He said as he ushered her into the door. She had to take another look while he was in the hallway, just to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

"I absolutely will come in…" She muttered under her breath as they walked through the hallway.

"So…" She started, Souji's attire throwing her off balance as soon as she came in had to be a new record. "Where is our detective?"

That perked up Souji's expression.

"Oh she's in the dining room."

As the walked in, Souji pushed the already ajar door to let the Idol through. It only took a second before she paused in shock at the visual she saw.

"Err Souji-kun?"

"Hmm?" His questionable hum made her question if he was human for a second before she inquired at what she was looking at.

"Is that Naoto bent over you guys' table just after…?"

"Yeah that's Naoto." The blunt response almost made her choke.

She blinked.

"Why is she…?"

"Oh…" He paused for a moment as he put his finger to his chin and looked up in thought. "I was getting lunch ready…"

Rise blinked again, wondering if she was living in some sort of parody for a moment. In front of her was the Sleuth still bent over the table, muttering something, Souji's load dripping from her with her trousers and panties crumpled at her ankles. She had to say though; in a vacuum his reply was pretty funny. Two can play at that game.

"I guess I can't say no to a free meal…" Rise said as she took off her hat and glasses and pulled her dress top over her head, so she was in a skirt and bra.

"Thanks for prepping this Souji." She said sweetly as she sauntered over to Naoto's messy form before getting on her knees and placing her hand on her the detective's rump causing her to judder at the sudden touch.

Before Naoto could say anything the Idol ran her tongue up her very, very wet slit savouring the taste of both her lovers.

"Ri-Rise-chan" Naoto moaned, instantly recognising who it was.

Souji looked on, a small smile on his face at how things have panned out. This will be a fun afternoon…

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