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Makoto's Love Chronicles #2: Kotoko Utsugi
(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕) So I learned some lessons after the Sayaka one. That being to let things cook a bit before rushing into things. Seeing sensei @plaindangan work has inspired me to work harder on my end. So there will be juicy smut but towards the middle and end of the story. There will be a disclaimer.
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It was a brisk evening when Kotoko extended an invitation to Makoto, a glimmer of excitement dancing in her eyes. "Hey, Makoto, would you like to come to the theater set with me tonight? I have a surprise for you," she chirped, her voice carrying a hint of mystery.
Makoto's heart skipped a beat as he listened to Kotoko's invitation, his curiosity instantly piqued by the promise of a surprise. "Oh, really? A surprise? I'd love to come, Kotoko," he replied with an eager smile, his mind racing with anticipation.
As they walked side by side, Makoto couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement building within him. "So, um, what's the surprise about? You're being kinda mysterious, Kotoko," he ventured, his tone laced with playful curiosity.
Kotoko chuckled softly, a mischievous glint dancing in her eyes as she glanced at Makoto. "Ah, you'll just have to wait and see, Makoto. Trust me, it'll be worth it," she teased, her voice tinged with excitement.
Unable to contain his curiosity any longer, Makoto pressed further, his gaze fixed on Kotoko's radiant smile. "But can you give me a hint at least? I'm dying of suspense here," he joked, his playful tone belying the eagerness in his eyes.
Kotoko's laughter bubbled forth like a melody, her playful demeanor infusing the evening air with a sense of warmth and intimacy. "Oh, Makoto, where's the fun in giving away all my secrets? It wouldn't be a surprise if I spilled the beans now, would it?" she teased, her voice laced with a hint of mischief as she glanced at him from the corner of her eye.
Makoto's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, his heart fluttering at the playful banter between them. "I suppose you're right, Kotoko. But you know, your mysterious ways only make me more intrigued," he admitted, his gaze meeting hers with a mixture of admiration and affection.
With a playful twirl, Kotoko closed the distance between them, her hand brushing against Makoto's arm in a gesture that sent shivers down his spine. "Oh, Makoto, you always know just what to say to make a girl feel special," she murmured, her voice tinged with a hint of flirtation as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against his ear.
Makoto's heart raced at the proximity, his senses overwhelmed by the sweet scent of Kotoko's perfume and the softness of her touch. "I-I...uh...well, I just...you know..." he stammered, his cheeks burning with embarrassment as he struggled to find the right words amidst the whirlwind of emotions coursing through him.
Kotoko couldn't help but giggle at Makoto's flustered reaction, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she gently placed a finger against his lips. "Oh, Makoto, you're too cute when you're flustered. But don't worry, I'll let you off the hook...for now," she teased, her playful tone sending a ripple of warmth through Makoto's being.
As they stepped onto the theater set, Makoto couldn't help but marvel at the intricacy of the stage, each prop and backdrop a testament to the craftsmanship of the theater. "Wow, this place is amazing, Kotoko. I had no idea you were involved in such a big production," he exclaimed, his eyes wide with wonder as he took in the grandeur before him.
Kotoko beamed with pride at Makoto's admiration, her heart swelling with affection for the boy by her side. "I'm glad you like it, Makoto. And actually, there's something I wanted to talk to you about," she said, her voice taking on a more serious tone as she led him to a secluded corner of the stage.
Makoto's brow furrowed with concern as he noticed the change in Kotoko's demeanor. "Is everything okay, Kotoko? Did something happen?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern for her well-being.
With a reassuring smile, Kotoko reached out and took Makoto's hands in hers, her gaze locking with his in a moment of shared vulnerability. "Everything's fine, Makoto. It's just...I have a proposition for you, and I hope you'll hear me out," she began, her words laced with sincerity as she prepared to unveil her plan.
Makoto's heart skipped a beat at the mention of a proposition, his mind racing with possibilities as he awaited Kotoko's explanation. "Of course, Kotoko. I'm all ears. What is it?" he replied, his voice tinged with curiosity and apprehension.
Taking a deep breath, Kotoko steadied herself before revealing her plan to Makoto. "Well, you see, Makoto, I've been cast as the lead in this production, and I couldn't help but think that you would be perfect for the role of the second lead and my main love interest," she explained, her eyes shining with determination as she laid out her vision.
Makoto's eyes widened in astonishment at Kotoko's proposal, his mind reeling with disbelief at the idea of taking on such a pivotal role in the play. "Me? But I-I don't know the first thing about acting, Kotoko. I wouldn't even know where to begin," he confessed, his voice tinged with uncertainty and self-doubt.
Kotoko placed a gentle hand on Makoto's shoulder, her touch a comforting presence amidst his inner turmoil. "I know it's a lot to ask, Makoto. But I truly believe in you. And besides, I've already pulled some strings to make it happen. With a little bit of practice, I know you'll be amazing," she reassured him, her voice filled with unwavering confidence in his abilities.
Makoto's heart swelled with gratitude at Kotoko's unwavering faith in him, his doubts melting away in the warmth of her encouragement. "Okay, Kotoko. If you believe in me, then I'll give it my all. I won't let you down," he vowed, his determination shining through.
A delicate blush painted Kotoko's cheeks as Makoto expressed his willingness to take on the role, her heart swelling with admiration for the boy who stood before her. "Makoto, you have no idea how much it means to me that you're willing to do this. You're truly one of a kind," she gushed, her voice filled with genuine affection as she gazed at him with adoration.
Makoto couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth spread through him at Kotoko's words, her genuine praise lifting his spirits in a way he never thought possible. "Th-Thank you, Kotoko. I-I'm just happy to be able to help," he stammered, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the intensity of his emotions.
Caught up in the moment, Kotoko took a step closer to Makoto, her hand reaching out to gently brush against his cheek. "You know, Makoto, it's moments like these that make me realize just how special you are. Your kindness, your humility...it's all so incredibly endearing," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper as she leaned in closer, her breath mingling with his in a sweet symphony of shared emotions.
Makoto's heart pounded in his chest at the closeness between them, his breath catching in his throat as he met Kotoko's gaze with a mixture of awe and wonder. "Kotoko, I...I don't know what to say," he murmured, his voice tinged with a vulnerability he had never dared to show before.
With a tender smile, Kotoko cupped Makoto's cheek in her hand, her touch gentle yet firm as she leaned in to press a soft kiss against his lips.
Kotoko's cheeks burned crimson as she felt the heat of Makoto's gaze upon her, her own heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. "M-Makoto, there's something... important we need to discuss," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper as she took a deep breath to steady herself.
Makoto's eyes widened in surprise at Kotoko's sudden change in demeanor, his mind racing with a million thoughts as he tried to comprehend the gravity of her words. "What is it, Kotoko? Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern as he reached out to gently grasp her hand.
With a shaky breath, Kotoko mustered the courage to speak her truth, her words filled with a raw honesty that sent a shiver down Makoto's spine. "Makoto, I think it's time we... embrace the method acting approach," she confessed, her voice trembling with a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability.
Makoto's heart skipped a beat at Kotoko's suggestion, his mind reeling with the implications of what she was proposing. "Method acting? But Kotoko, we barely know where to begin," he exclaimed, his voice tinged with uncertainty as he searched her eyes for guidance.
With a determined glint in her eyes, Kotoko took a step closer to Makoto, her hand tracing a delicate path along his jawline as she met his gaze with unwavering resolve. "Then let's skip the basics and dive right into the heart of the matter," she declared, her voice filled with a newfound confidence as she slowly began to unbutton her top.
Disclaimer: 18+ story! If you're underage or it's not to your preference don't read!
Makoto's breath caught in his throat as he watched in awe, his cheeks flushing crimson as he beheld the sight before him. Kotoko's ample bosom was revealed beneath the fabric of her bra, adorned with playful strawberry patterns that only served to accentuate her allure.
Without a word, Kotoko closed the gap between them, capturing Makoto's lips in a fervent kiss that sent sparks flying through the air.
Their mouths moved in perfect harmony, tongues dancing in a passionate tango of desire as Makoto's hands instinctively found their way to Kotoko's ample breasts. With a soft moan of pleasure, Kotoko pressed herself against him, her body arching into his touch as he teased and caressed her sensitive flesh with expert precision.
"Makoto," she gasped between kisses, her voice a breathless melody of desire and longing. "You... you know just how to touch me. It feels... incredible," she whispered, her words punctuated by soft moans of ecstasy as Makoto's fingers worked their magic, eliciting waves of pleasure that coursed through her body like wildfire.
With each caress, each gentle squeeze, Makoto felt a surge of confidence wash over him, his own desire fueling his actions as he reveled in the intoxicating sensation of Kotoko's soft curves beneath his fingertips.
With a gasp of anticipation, Kotoko's eyes widened as she felt Makoto's fingers trailing along the curve of her thigh, his touch sending shivers of delight cascading through her body. "M-Makoto," she whimpered, her voice trembling with desire as she guided his hand beneath the hem of her skirt.
As Makoto's fingers brushed against the fabric of her panties, Kotoko let out a soft moan of pleasure, her body quivering with anticipation as he began to tease and explore her most intimate of places. "Oh, yes, Makoto... just like that," she purred, her voice dripping with lust as she urged him on, her hips arching into his touch in search of greater pleasure.
With each gentle stroke, Kotoko felt herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the pleasure coursing through her veins. "More, Makoto... I need more," she moaned, her voice growing increasingly desperate as she surrendered herself to the waves of passion crashing over her.
And as Makoto's fingers danced over her sensitive flesh, expertly tracing circles of desire against her most intimate of places, Kotoko felt herself spiraling into a vortex of pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced before. "Yes, yes, yes!" she cried out, her voice rising to a crescendo of ecstasy as she succumbed to the intoxicating allure of Makoto's touch.
With each delicate caress, she felt herself unraveling, her senses engulfed in a whirlwind of pleasure as Makoto's skilled fingers traced intricate patterns of desire against her slick folds.
Kotoko let out a low, guttural moan as Makoto's fingers found their mark, the sensation sending shockwaves of ecstasy rippling through her body. Her pussy throbbed with need, pulsing in time with the rhythm of Makoto's ministrations as he delved deeper, his touch growing bolder with each passing moment.
As Makoto's fingers danced over her swollen clit, Kotoko's breath hitched in her chest, her body trembling with the impending release that lay just beyond her grasp. "Oh, Makoto," she whimpered, her voice thick with desire as she surrendered herself to the pleasure coursing through her veins.
With each stroke, each tantalizing caress, Kotoko felt herself teetering on the edge of oblivion, her senses ablaze with the raw intensity of her desire. Her pussy clenched around Makoto's fingers, the walls of her innermost sanctum pulsating with an insatiable hunger as she chased the elusive climax that danced just out of reach.
As Makoto's fingers continued their relentless assault on her throbbing clit, Kotoko's body quivered with anticipation, her breath hitching in her chest as she felt the tension building to an unbearable crescendo. "Oh, Makoto, yes! Keep going, just like that," she gasped, her voice a husky melody of desire as she surrendered herself to the intoxicating pleasure coursing through her veins.
But it wasn't enough. Kotoko needed more, craved more, and she knew exactly what would send her careening over the edge into the abyss of ecstasy. With a desperate urgency, she reached out to Makoto, pulling him closer until his lips were pressed against her aching breasts, his tongue flicking across her taut nipples with a hunger that matched her own.
"Oh, God, yes!" she cried out, her voice a symphony of ecstasy as Makoto's lips wrapped around her sensitive flesh, his mouth sucking and nipping at her with a fervor that drove her wild with desire. The dual sensation of his mouth on her breasts and his fingers buried deep within her sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating through her body, pushing her closer and closer to the brink of release.
With a final, desperate cry, Kotoko's body convulsed with the force of her climax, her back arching off the ground as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her like a tidal wave. "Fuck, Makoto! I'm cumming!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the empty theater as she surrendered herself completely to the overwhelming pleasure consuming her.
In the hazy aftermath of her climax, Kotoko's breath came in ragged gasps as she basked in the euphoria of her release, her body still tingling with the remnants of pleasure that lingered in the air. With a contented sigh, she turned her gaze to Makoto, her eyes alight with adoration as she praised him for his skillful ministrations.
Her pussy throbbed with the intensity of her orgasm, clenching and releasing around Makoto's fingers in a rhythm of its own as she rode out the storm of her release with abandon.
"Oh, Makoto," she murmured, her voice a soft whisper of affection as she reached out to caress his cheek. "You were amazing. I've never felt anything like that before."
Makoto's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue at Kotoko's praise, his heart swelling with pride at having brought her such intense pleasure. "I-I'm just glad I could make you happy, Kotoko," he replied, his voice filled with genuine warmth as he leaned in to capture her lips in a tender kiss.
But Kotoko wasn't finished yet. With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she gently pushed Makoto back until he was sitting on the edge of the stage, his pants growing tight with anticipation as she straddled his lap.
With a playful grin, Kotoko reached down to unzip Makoto's pants, her fingers trembling with excitement as she freed his throbbing erection from its confines. "Now it's my turn to make you feel good, darling," she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction as she positioned herself above him.
As Makoto sat there, his heart pounding with anticipation, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight before him. With each passing moment, his desire grew more intense as he watched Kotoko's eager pussy hovering tantalizingly above his throbbing cock, her arousal evident in the glistening wetness that coated her delicate folds.
Kotoko's breath hitched in her chest as she positioned herself above him, her eyes blazing with a fierce desire as she savored the anticipation of what was to come. With a playful grin, she teased him mercilessly, her fingers trailing teasingly along the length of his shaft as she deliberately avoided making contact with his aching member.
"Makoto," she whispered, her voice a sultry purr as she leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear in a tantalizing caress. "Do you want me to take you inside me? To feel you filling me up completely?"
Makoto's entire body trembled with need at her words, his cock straining against his pants in desperate longing for her touch. "Y-Yes, Kotoko," he replied, his voice thick with desire as he reached out to grasp her hips, urging her closer with an urgency that bordered on desperation.
But to his frustration, Kotoko pulled back, a wicked glint in her eyes as she continued to tease him mercilessly. "Not yet, Makoto," she teased, her voice dripping with seduction as she hovered just out of reach, her arousal evident in the way her pussy throbbed with need, begging to be filled by his hard cock.
Kotoko's eyes widened in surprise as Makoto, unable to resist the maddening allure of her eager pussy any longer, thrust upwards into her snatch with a primal urgency that took her breath away. A guttural moan of pleasure tore from her lips as she felt him fill her to the hilt, his cock stretching her walls in delicious ecstasy.
"Makoto!" she cried out, her voice a symphony of pleasure and desire as she surrendered herself completely to the overwhelming sensation of being filled by him. Her body rocked with each powerful thrust, her voluptuous curves bouncing happily on his cock as she rode the waves of pleasure that crashed over her in relentless waves.
As Makoto's primal thrusts continued, Kotoko's world narrowed down to the pulsating rhythm of their bodies entwined in a passionate dance of desire. With each powerful thrust, she felt her inner walls stretching and clenching around his cock, molding themselves perfectly to the shape of his hardness as if they were made for each other. The sensation was intoxicating, sending waves of pleasure cascading through her in an endless loop of ecstasy.
With each stroke, each delicious plunge into the depths of her core, Kotoko felt herself spiraling closer and closer to the brink of oblivion, her senses consumed by the heady rush of desire that coursed through her veins. Her pussy clenched around Makoto's cock with a desperate hunger, milking him for all he was worth as she chased the elusive release that danced just out of reach.
"Mmm, Makoto," she moaned, her voice a sultry whisper as she gazed into his eyes, her own filled with a fiery passion that mirrored his own. "You feel so good inside me, filling me up completely. I never want this to end."
Makoto's breath hitched in his throat at her words, his movements becoming even more fervent as he surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming pleasure of their union. With each thrust, he felt himself sinking deeper and deeper into the depths of her warmth, his cock pulsating with need as he chased the elusive climax that danced just out of reach.
But Kotoko was not one to wait for pleasure to come to her. With a boldness born of desire, she reached out to grasp Makoto's hips, urging him on with a hunger that bordered on desperation. "Harder, Makoto," she gasped, her voice thick with desire as she met his every thrust with an eager hunger of her own. "I want to feel you deep inside me, pounding me into oblivion until we both can't take it anymore."
As Makoto's powerful thrusts continued to rock her world, Kotoko was engulfed in a whirlwind of sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced before. His cock, hard and pulsating, filled her to the brim, stretching her inner walls in a deliciously agonizing ecstasy that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Each movement, each plunge into the depths of her core, ignited a fire within her, consuming her in a blaze of passion and desire.
His cock felt like a perfect fit for her, each ridge and vein sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her nerves. With each thrust, she felt herself being pushed to the brink of oblivion, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of their connection. It was as if they were two halves of the same whole, coming together in a union that transcended mere physicality and touched the very depths of her soul.
But amidst the heady rush of pleasure, Kotoko's thoughts turned to a desire of a different kind. With a fierce urgency, she pleaded with Makoto to give her what she craved most, to mark her as his in the most intimate way possible. "Makoto," she gasped, her voice thick with desire as she met his gaze with unwavering determination. "I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel you fill me up completely, to know that we will have created something beautiful together!"
She knew the risks, knew that their actions could have consequences far beyond their control. But in that moment, none of it mattered. All she cared about was the overwhelming need to feel Makoto's seed flooding her womb, to know that they had shared a moment of intimacy that transcended the physical.
As Makoto's arousal reached its peak, he could feel the pressure building deep within his loins, a relentless surge of desire that threatened to consume him whole. With each powerful thrust, he felt his cock throbbing with an intensity that bordered on painful, his balls aching with the desperate need for release.
And then, with a primal roar of pleasure, it happened. Makoto surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming ecstasy of the moment, his cock pulsating with need as he released a massive load deep inside Kotoko's waiting womb. It was as if time itself stood still as he felt his hot seed flooding her, filling her to the brim with his essence in an explosion of raw, unbridled passion.
For Makoto, the sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It was as if every nerve in his body was on fire, every muscle tensed with the sheer intensity of his release. He could feel his balls emptying into her, each pulse of his cock sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his veins as he surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming pleasure of their union.
And as he looked into Kotoko's eyes, he could see the same fiery passion reflected back at him, her desire burning as brightly as his own. With a primal urgency, she pleaded with him to fulfill her deepest desires, to mark her as his in the most intimate way possible. "Makoto," she cried out, her voice thick with desire as she met his gaze with unwavering determination. "I want you to knock me up. I want to feel your seed filling me, to know that we've created something beautiful together."
And in that moment, as their bodies merged in a frenzy of passion and desire, Makoto knew that he had found his true soulmate. With a final, desperate cry of pleasure, he surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming sensation of their union, his cock pulsating with need as he released a massive load deep inside Kotoko's waiting womb.
As the waves of pleasure began to subside, Kotoko and Makoto found themselves tangled in a blissful embrace, their bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of their passion. With a contented sigh, Kotoko nestled herself against Makoto's chest, her heart fluttering with the warmth of their shared intimacy.
But as they lay there, basking in the glow of their love, a small pool of cum began to form beneath them, evidence of their wild abandon on the stage. With a soft gasp, Kotoko glanced down, her cheeks flushing crimson as she realized what had happened.
"Oh, Makoto," she murmured, her voice thick with embarrassment as she met his gaze with a sheepish smile. "I-I guess we got a little carried away, huh?"
Makoto's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as well, but he couldn't help but chuckle at the sight before them. "I guess we did," he replied, his voice filled with warmth as he reached out to gently brush a stray strand of hair from Kotoko's face. "But I wouldn't have it any other way."
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Kotoko straddled Makoto's chest, her ample breasts hovering tantalizingly above him. With a playful smirk, she reached down to grasp his throbbing cock between her luscious mounds, the soft flesh enveloping him in a tight embrace.
"Makoto," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she began to move her breasts up and down his shaft in a slow, sensual rhythm. "Did you know that I arguably have the largest tits in our class? And of course, they're much bigger than Junko's. I mean, just look at them."
Makoto's cheeks flushed crimson at her bold proclamation, his heart racing with excitement as he watched her breasts bounce and jiggle with each movement. He couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal coursing through him at the sight before him, his cock throbbing with need as she serviced him with her ample assets.
As Kotoko continued her titjob, Makoto's cock was slick and coated with a mixture of her pussy juices and his own cum, adding to the already intense sensations coursing through him. With each stroke, the friction between her breasts and his shaft was heightened, sending bolts of pleasure shooting through his entire being.
"Makoto," Kotoko moaned, her voice husky with desire as she gazed into his eyes, her own filled with a hunger that matched his own. "Do you like the way my tits feel wrapped around your cock? Do you like how they glide up and down, slick with our juices?"
Her words sent a shiver down Makoto's spine, his breath hitching in his throat as he struggled to form a coherent response amidst the overwhelming pleasure. "Y-Yes, Kotoko," he managed to gasp out, his voice thick with desire. "Your tits feel amazing, so warm and soft against my cock."
With each stroke, Kotoko's movements grew more frantic, her breasts bouncing and jiggling with each motion as she drove him closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. She could feel the tension building within him, could sense his impending release just on the horizon, and she reveled in the power she held over him.
As Kotoko continued to pleasure Makoto with her breasts, a devilish grin spread across her lips, her eyes smoldering with lust as she reveled in the control she had over him.
"Mmm, Makoto," she purred, her voice dripping with desire as she leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear. "I want you to cum all over my tits. I want to feel your hot, sticky load covering me, marking me as yours."
Her words sent a surge of arousal coursing through Makoto's veins, his cock twitching with anticipation at her lewd suggestion. "K-Kotoko," he gasped, his voice thick with desire. "I-I'm close. I don't know if I can hold on much longer."
But Kotoko wasn't about to let him off the hook that easily. With a playful giggle, she redoubled her efforts, her breasts moving up and down his shaft with a renewed fervor. "That's it, Makoto," she teased, her voice husky with desire. "Let go for me. I want to see you explode all over me, to feel your cum coating my tits."
As Makoto reached the peak of his ecstasy, he felt a surge of pleasure unlike anything he had ever experienced before. With a primal roar of pleasure, he surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming sensation of release, his cock pulsating with need as he unleashed a torrent of hot, sticky cum all over Kotoko's waiting breasts.
For a moment, everything seemed to blur together in a haze of pleasure and desire. Makoto couldn't even see his own cock buried between Kotoko's massive breasts, but he could feel the intense pleasure coursing through him as he watched his seed coat her soft, warm flesh.
Meanwhile, Kotoko moaned with delight as she felt Makoto's hot cum splatter across her ample bosom, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure racing through her entire body. She could feel his seed coating her skin, marking her as his in the most intimate way possible, and she reveled in the sensation of being claimed by the one she loved.
But as the last drops of cum dripped from Makoto's cock, Kotoko's attention turned to the task at hand. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she leaned in closer, her tongue darting out to lick up every last drop of his seed from her breasts. With each lick, each sensual stroke of her tongue, she could taste the salty sweetness of his essence, savoring the intimacy of the moment as she cleaned him off with her mouth.
And as she finished her task, she looked up at Makoto with a wicked grin, her lips glistening with his cum. "Mmm, you taste so good, Makoto," she purred, her voice thick with desire.
And as they lost themselves in the dizzying whirlwind of their love, they knew that this was just the beginning of a journey filled with endless ecstasy and fulfillment, with Makoto by her side every step of the way.
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Some Makoto x Natsumi.
Natsumi reclines beside Makoto, the sunlight casting a golden glow on her features as she shoots him a smoldering glance, her gaze brimming with mischief. With a playful smirk, she runs her fingers teasingly along his chest, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through him.
"Well, well, well, Makoto," she purrs, her voice dripping with sultry allure, "look at you, all shirtless and sexy. Trying to distract me, hmm?" She leans in closer, her lips tantalizingly close to his ear. "You know, you're not fooling anyone with that innocent act of yours."
Makoto chuckles softly, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I don't know what you're talking about, Natsumi," he replies, his voice laced with gentle teasing. "I'm just enjoying the sunshine."
Natsumi rolls her eyes playfully, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. "Sure you are, Makoto," she retorts, her tone teasing. "But you can't fool me. I know exactly what you're up to."
Before Makoto can respond, Natsumi finds herself caught off guard by his unexpected gesture. With a tender smile, he reaches out to gently brush a stray lock of hair from her face, his touch sending a flutter of warmth through her chest.
"N-Natsumi," he murmurs softly, his voice filled with genuine affection, "you're always so beautiful, especially in moments like this. I'm grateful to have you by my side."
Natsumi's cheeks flush crimson at his heartfelt words, her usual bravado faltering for a moment as she struggles to find her composure. "W-well, don't get too sentimental, Makoto," she stammers, her voice betraying her embarrassment. "I-I'm only here because... because I wanted to swim, that's all!" But despite her attempts to brush off his sentimentality, there's a softness in her eyes that speaks volumes, revealing the depth of her feelings for him.
Natsumi's cheeks burn with a rosy hue as she leans in to press her lips against Makoto's, a gentle warmth spreading through her as she savors the sweetness of the moment. With a soft sigh, she pulls back, her gaze meeting his with a mixture of affection and determination.
"You know, Makoto," she says, her voice soft but laced with a hint of defiance, "you're a real pain in the ass sometimes. But... but I guess I kinda like you, you idiot." She punctuates her words with a playful shove, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips despite her attempt to appear nonchalant.
Makoto chuckles warmly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I like you too, Natsumi," he replies, his voice warm and sincere. "Even when I'm being a pain in the ass."
With a playful roll of her eyes, Natsumi lets out a huff of laughter, her heart swelling with warmth at his words. As they settle into a comfortable silence, the gentle rhythm of the waves lulling them into a peaceful embrace, Natsumi can't help but feel grateful for the unexpected bond they share.
For now, she just enjoys the time spent with her egg.
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #36 - Himiko Yumeno the Mage (Magician)
Himiko sits delicately at the dining table, her slender frame adorned in a pristine wedding dress that cascades around her like a soft cloud. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she coyly reveals a glimpse of her petite décolletage, the blush on her cheeks only adding to her allure. "Hey, Makoto," she drawls, her voice a lazy purr, "catching you checking me out again, huh? Can't say I blame you... I do look pretty irresistible in this dress, don't I?" Her gaze lingers suggestively on him, a knowing glint sparkling in her eyes.
With a languid sigh, she props herself up on her elbows, her movements slow and deliberate. "You know," she continues, her tone dripping with honeyed sweetness, "I was thinking... maybe we could skip all this formal dinner nonsense and get straight to the good stuff. After all, why wait when we both know what we really want?"
Himiko lounges on the table, her body stretched out in a seductive sprawl, her jacket flung open to reveal the ample curves that now grace her frame. With a devilish grin, she lifts her shirt, teasingly exposing her generous assets, the swell of her bosom drawing his gaze like a moth to a flame.
In a bold move, she shifts into a provocative position, her legs raised suggestively, her skirt riding up to reveal tantalizing glimpses of creamy skin. The fabric of her pantyhose clings to her curves like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination, yet hinting at the treasures concealed beneath.
With a lazy smirk, she beckons him closer, her eyes smoldering with an intensity that sends shivers down his spine. "Well, well, well, look who's finally decided to join the party," she purrs, her voice dripping with honeyed temptation. "I must say, Makoto, you're in for quite the treat tonight."
Himiko reclines provocatively on the table, her gaze smoldering with desire as she beckons him closer with a languid wave of her hand. "Come on, Makoto," she purrs, her voice a sultry whisper, "let's make some maaaagic together tonight."
With a wicked grin, she trails her fingers lightly down her exposed torso, the touch sending shivers of anticipation coursing through her body. "I want to feel your power coursing through me," she murmurs, her voice thick with desire, "filling me with your potent mana until I'm overflowing with ecstasy."
#danganronpa#makoto naegi#danganronpa au#hope universe#wedding dress#nsfw#makoto x himiko#himiko yumeno
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #35 - Hikari Kamukura the Second Oldest Prodigy
Hikari exuded an aura of confidence as she lounged on the vaulting horse table, her unbuttoned jacket revealing her perky, small breasts with pride. With a smug smirk playing on her lips, she met Makoto's gaze head-on, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. Despite the blush coloring her cheeks, there was a palpable sense of dominance in her demeanor, a confidence reminiscent of Satsuki Kiryuin.
As she sat cross-legged, her pantyhose-clad legs folded neatly beneath her, Hikari toyed with the hem of her sliding panties, teasingly keeping them precariously balanced on one of her shins. With each subtle movement, she knew she was driving Makoto wild with anticipation, reveling in the power she held over him. And as she leaned in closer, her voice dripping with seduction, she whispered, "Don't be shy now... I know you're dying to get a closer look."
Hikari's confidence only seemed to grow as she sensed Makoto's gaze lingering on her exposed form. With a daring grin, she shifted on the vaulting horse, deliberately letting her panties slip further down her shin, knowing the tantalizing view she was offering him. "You're enjoying the show, aren't you?" she purred, her voice dripping with sultry allure. "But I bet you want more than just a peek, don't you?"
As she spoke, she leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered her dirty desires, her words laced with explicit intent. "You want to touch me, don't you, Makoto?" she teased, her voice low and husky. "You want to feel how wet you make me, how badly I want you."
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #34 - Hibiki Otonokoji the Singer
Hibiki reclined on the sofa, her playful cat pose accentuated by her mischievous grin and sticking out her tongue in a cheeky gesture. With only thigh-high socks adorning her figure, she flaunted her nakedness shamelessly, her small breasts on display for Makoto to see. Despite her usual insecurities about her chest size, she exuded an air of confidence, daring him to gaze upon her with unabashed desire.
As she shifted slightly, one leg precariously positioned to maintain her modesty, Hibiki's eyes sparkled with mischief as she locked gazes with Makoto. "Well, what do you think?" she teased, her voice laced with a hint of aggression and flirtation. "Do you think smaller is better? Or are you too scared to admit it?"
Despite her playful demeanor, there was a raw vulnerability in Hibiki's words, a desperate need for validation and acceptance hidden beneath her bravado. With each daring move and provocative gesture, she sought to assert her dominance, to prove that she was in control of her own desires.
With a bold smirk, Hibiki closed the distance between her and Makoto, her eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and desire. As she leaned in closer, her breath hot against his skin, she traced a teasing path along his jawline with her fingertips, sending shivers down his spine. "You know, Makoto," she purred, her voice low and sultry, "you're not the only one who can play this game."
With a swift movement, she straddled his lap, her naked form pressing tantalizingly against his as she whispered in his ear, her words dripping with innuendo. "I bet you've been dreaming about this moment, haven't you?" she teased, her lips brushing against his earlobe as she spoke. "Well, guess what? Your dreams are about to come true." With each seductive word, she reveled in the power she held over him, knowing that she could make him weak with desire with just a single touch. And as she leaned in closer, her lips hovering temptingly close to his, she knew that their loving encounter was only just beginning.
#danganronpa#makoto naegi#danganronpa au#hope universe#fanganronpa#hibiki otonokoji#makoto x hibiki#super danganronpa another 2
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #33 - Haruka Aichi the Energetic Idol
As Haruka lounged by the pool, her vibrant energy radiated from every pore, her yellow bikini top barely containing her enthusiasm. With a playful grin, she kicked up water with one leg, the droplets glistening in the sunlight as if dancing to her cheerful melody. But it was her deliberate omission of underwear beneath her bikini bottom that truly showcased her boldness, a daring move that left little to the imagination.
With a tantalizing sway of her hips, Haruka sauntered closer to Makoto, her movements exuding an undeniable aura of confidence and allure. As she reached him, she leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered with a playful smirk, "Don't be shy now Makoto, I don't mind if you want to take a closer look."
Her words dripped with innuendo, her playful tone betraying the naughty thoughts running through her mind. With a wicked gleam in her eye, she reached down to adjust the bottle of green tea, deliberately drawing attention to the tantalizing sight just beyond its barrier. "Oops, silly me," she teased, her voice dripping with mischief. "I seem to have misplaced my underwear. But who needs them when I have you to keep me warm?"
As she spoke, Haruka's fingers danced along the edge of her bikini crotch, tracing a tantalizing path that left little to the imagination. With each teasing touch, she reveled in the thrill of their clandestine flirtation, her boldness matching his own as they danced on the edge of desire.
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #32 - Hana Kongou the Tailor
As Hana sat on the bed, her demeanor was a stark contrast to her usual modest and unassuming self. Her top was completely unbuttoned, revealing her ample breasts, which she held delicately in her hands. A blush tinged her cheeks as she gazed up at Makoto, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and anticipation.
Despite her typically reserved nature, Hana knew she was being unabashedly lewd, and yet, there was a hint of newfound confidence in her actions. The absence of underwear or a bra beneath her lifted skirt spoke volumes about her desire to step out of her comfort zone, to embrace a side of herself she had long kept hidden.
With a soft, uncertain voice, she spoke, her words betraying her nervousness. "Um, Makoto... I-I hope you don't mind me being so forward," she murmured, her gaze flickering down to her exposed form before meeting his eyes once more. "I-I just... wanted you to see me like this. To see... all of me."
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Hana couldn't resist the temptation to tease Makoto further, her newfound confidence bolstering her playful demeanor. As she shifted on the bed, her exposed breasts swaying enticingly, she flashed him a coy smile, knowing full well the effect her assets had on him. "Like what you see, Makoto?" she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.
#danganronpa#makoto naegi#danganronpa au#hope universe#fanganronpa#danganronpa coward's paradise#hana kongou#makoto x hana
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #31 - Grace Madison the Golfer
As Grace lounged on the sofa, her gaze locked onto Makoto Naegi, her husband, with an intense mixture of seduction and confidence. With a smug smile playing on her lips, she shifted her body, deliberately spreading her legs open, revealing the silky light blue fabric of her panties. Her top was lifted above her chest, exposing her perky naked breasts, a daring display of her allure.
With a voice dripping with allure and assertiveness, Grace leaned in closer to Makoto, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Well, well, well, look who's here," she purred, her tone laced with a hint of challenge. "Care to join me, babe? Or are you afraid you won't be able to handle the competition?"
Running her fingers teasingly along her exposed skin, she continued, "You know you can't resist me, Makoto. Admit it, I'm the ultimate challenge, the prize you can't help but crave." Her voice lowered to a sultry whisper as she leaned in even closer, her breath tantalizingly warm against his skin. "So why don't you come over here and show me what you're made of!"
With every word, Grace exuded an irresistible combination of seduction and dominance, her smug smile never faltering as she entices Makoto with the promise of a thrilling encounter.
#danganronpa#danganronpa au#hope universe#fanganronpa#grace madison#danganronpa eden's garden#makoto x grace#makoto naegi
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You'll never see her comiiiinnnng!
(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕) That's right. It's been awhile. A long time in fact. And due to popular demand, I decided to finally stop playing NIKKE. AFK Journey, and Persona 3 Reload to do some actual work.
Who is she? Who is this enigmatic figure?
Well..........(人◕ω◕)
Introducing......
Akari Taira
That's right! Sora finally has a child!
And for the sake of my sanity since the harem list is growing (We're at 152 wives so far!) and due to the events that followed. The kids won't have ultimate talents. Not saying ultimates wont exist but that title simply is phased out from the public consciousness. So for my sake let's just appreciate the adorable child :3
(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕) Very fashionable. Seems like Akari-chan has gotten some tips from the likes of Chiemi, Yuka, Junko, Kiriko. (人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕) Maybe even her sister Ryoru.
#danganronpa#makoto naegi#danganronpa au#hope universe#fanganronpa#super danganronpa another 2#sora taira#sora sdra2#makoto x sora#dangan kids
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Family Bonding 67 - A Man's Nut: Bunny Edition
(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕) A bit late for easter but never fear. Makoto is here to make up for this. And of course this selection of bunnies. It's fine though. He'll be fine. (人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕)
#danganronpa#makoto naegi#danganronpa au#hope universe#chisa yukizome#ariana shibuya#izumi akiyama#mitsuru nakano#yukiko suzuki#bunny#bunny suit
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S I G N A L
BOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
I know I'm late to the whole Easter thing, but here's Crow in a bunny suit. Minus the ears.
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(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕) Soon. Also shoutout to @notpistol. He made these wonderful women. Dude is on point. Also don't pester him to release the cards, he'll do it whenever he feels comfortable. That being said....
Muscle mommy. (人◕ω◕) I guess the phrase strike the iron while it's hot is something Ingrid understands well.
(Also I haven't done any post this week since family is visiting me. Threw my scheduling out of order)
#danganronpa#makoto naegi#danganronpa au#hope universe#fanganronpa#danganronpa eden's garden#ingrid grimwall#makoto x ingrid#eloise taulner#makoto x eloise#diana venicia#makoto x diana#toshiko kayura#makoto x toshiko
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #30 - Eva Tsunaka the Liar (Psychiatric)
In the midst of the kitchen's warmth, Eva Tsunaka stood, a picture of calm amidst the sizzling chaos of breakfast preparation. Her hand held the frying pan steady, the aroma of sunny side up eggs wafting through the air, yet her attention was elsewhere, focused solely on her husband Makoto.
Completely nude, she wore her nakedness with a nonchalant grace, her demeanor devoid of any hint of self-consciousness. With a serene smile, she glanced over at Makoto, deliberately positioning herself in a way that allowed him an unabashed view of every curve and contour of her exposed form.
There was a subtle playfulness in her actions, a silent invitation for him to feast his eyes upon her, to revel in the raw beauty of her unadorned body. Despite her enigmatic self-proclaimed title as the "Ultimate Liar," there was an honesty in her gaze, a sincerity that belied the contradictions of her persona.
With each graceful movement, Eva's naked form danced effortlessly around the kitchen, a tantalizing display of confidence and allure. As she flipped the eggs with practiced precision, her gaze lingered on Makoto, a sultry smile playing on her lips.
"Good morning, darling," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she leaned in closer, the heat of her body mingling with his. "Did you sleep well?" Her words were laced with innuendo, a subtle invitation for him to join her in the intimate dance of breakfast preparation.
As she spoke, she made no attempt to conceal her nudity, her bare skin glistening in the soft morning light. Why should she? After all the years of passion and intimacy they had shared, there was no need for modesty between them.
With a playful flick of her hair, she moved closer to him, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered, "I can think of a much better way to start the day than cooking breakfast, can't you?" Her voice was husky with desire, her eyes smoldering with a hunger that only he could satisfy.
Eva leaned in closer to Makoto, her breath warm against his skin as she whispered, "You better hurry and eat your breakfast, darling, and enjoy me while you can." Her words carried a teasing undertone, a reminder of the urgency of their shared desire before the responsibilities of the day took hold.
"And let's make it quick," she added with a mischievous smirk, "before the little ones wake up and catch us in the act."
#danganronpa#makoto naegi#danganronpa au#hope universe#fanganronpa#eva tsunaka#makoto x eva#nsfw#danganronpa eden's garden
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #29 - Erika Jumonji the Librarian
Erika sat perched on the chair, her posture rigid and her expression distant as she leafed through the pages of a thick tome, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings. The top part of her sailor shirt was carelessly left open, revealing an elaborate bra that hinted at hidden intricacies beneath her demure facade. Her long skirt, lifted to her hips, exposed a matching thong, a subtle yet daring display of her underlying confidence.
With a flicker of annoyance in her eyes, she glanced up at Makoto, her gaze sharp and unyielding. "What do you want?" she asked, her tone cutting through the air like a knife. There was no mistaking the edge in her voice, a reflection of her disdain for idle chatter and superficial interactions.
Despite her petite frame, Erika exuded a palpable aura of aggression, her blunt demeanor serving as a shield against the world around her. She knew she wasn't like the other girls, with their curves and charms, but she didn't need them. She had her intellect, her passion for knowledge, and Makoto's unwavering attention.
And as she watched him closely, she could sense his gaze lingering on her, his eyes drawn to the tantalizing glimpse of skin and lace. A smirk tugged at the corners of her lips as she reveled in the power she held over him, knowing that despite her small stature, she commanded his attention like no other.
Erika's sharp demeanor softened slightly as she noticed the hurt in Makoto's eyes, a pang of guilt tugging at her heart. Clearing her throat, she shifted uncomfortably in her seat before speaking in a more subdued tone. "I'm sorry for snapping at you, Makoto," she admitted, her voice tinged with genuine remorse. "I didn't mean to be so rude."
She watched as a flicker of surprise crossed Makoto's features, her words catching him off guard. But before he could respond, she continued, her gaze unwavering as she met his eyes. "As compensation," she added, a hint of mischief dancing in her gaze, "I'm willing to offer you my undying love and devotion... and perhaps a bit more."
The corners of her lips curved into a suggestive smirk as she leaned in closer, her breath ghosting over his ear. "After all," she murmured, her voice laced with seduction, "what better way to make it up to you than with... some intimate reconciliation?"
Erika knew exactly what she was doing, her apology a calculated move to pave the way for what she truly desired. And as she watched the anticipation flicker in Makoto's eyes, she couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction knowing that she had him right where she wanted him.
#danganronpa#makoto naegi#danganronpa au#hope universe#fanganronpa#erika jumonji#makoto x erika#nsfw
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #28 - Eri Wan the Acupuncturist
As Eri leaned back on her arms, her legs spread open in a bold display of confidence, a mischievous smirk played on her lips as she watched Makoto's reaction with delight. Her top was conspicuously absent, allowing her perky breasts to bask in the warmth of the sun, while her skirt was lifted, revealing navy blue elaborate panties that hinted at hidden allure.
With a seductive smile, she met Makoto's gaze, relishing in the flush that painted his cheeks, a clear indication of his flustered state.
You know, Makoto," she began in a low, husky voice, "they say I have a magic touch." Her fingers danced tantalizingly along his arm, sending shivers down his spine as she continued, "But it's not just acupuncture I'm good at."
A playful grin spread across her lips as she traced a teasing path down his chest, her touch leaving a trail of heat in its wake. "I can make you feel things you've never felt before," she whispered, her voice laced with promise. "Every needle, every touch, every... intimate moment shared between us," she added, her words dripping with innuendo.
Eri's desire burned hot and fierce, her body craving his touch with a hunger that threatened to consume her. "So, Makoto," she murmured, her voice husky with need, "are you ready to experience the full extent of my talents?"
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #27 - Emma Magorobi the Actress
Emma's laughter bubbled up like the frothy water around her, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she glanced over at Makoto. With her bikini top pushed up to reveal her perky assets, she leaned back against the edge of the tub, her expression innocent yet teasing.
"Oopsie! Did I do that?" she exclaimed with a giggle, her voice tinged with faux innocence as she glanced down at her exposed cleavage. "Silly me, I must have forgotten to adjust my top properly." Her words were light and airy, a playful facade masking her true intentions.
As she twirled a lock of her hair between her fingers, Emma's gaze lingered on Makoto, her lips forming a pout as if she were genuinely clueless about the effect she was having on him. "Do you think anyone noticed?" she asked with a tilt of her head, her tone sweet and innocent, yet laced with an undeniable hint of seduction.
With a playful wink, she splashed water in his direction, her laughter ringing out like tinkling bells. "Oh well, no harm done, right?" she chirped, her demeanor as carefree as ever. But behind those innocent eyes, Emma knew exactly what she was doing, and she was loving every minute of it.
As the steam rose around them, Emma's playful facade melted away, revealing the raw desire burning in her eyes. With a sultry smile, she leaned in close to Makoto, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered her deepest desires. "Makoto, darling," she murmured, her voice dripping with honeyed tones, "I want you. I need you." Her words were laced with a primal hunger, her body arching towards him as if drawn by an invisible force.
"Join me in this hot tub, and I promise you won't regret it," she purred, her fingers trailing tantalizingly along his skin. And as she shifted slightly, the truth became undeniable—she wasn't wearing any underwear at all. With a wicked grin, she pressed herself against him, the promise of pleasure hanging thick in the air. "So what do you say, Makoto?" she whispered, her voice low and seductive. "Are you ready for your treat?"
#danganronpa#makoto naegi#danganronpa au#hope universe#fanganronpa#sdra 2#super danganronpa another 2#emma magorobi#makoto x emma
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Hope Universe: Year of the Dragon Wives #26 - Eloise Taulner the Fencer
Eloise found herself in a slightly compromising position, though her demeanor remained poised and composed, a reserved but unmistakable blush gracing her cheeks as she glanced coyly at her beloved husband, Makoto Naegi. Despite her reservations, there was a playful glint in her eyes, a silent invitation for him to admire her without reservation.
With a gentle sway of her hips, she shifted her weight, feeling a slight insecurity tugging at the corners of her mind. Despite knowing that her voluptuous figure held a magnetic allure, she couldn't help but wonder if her curves were too much, if her body was too heavy for his liking. Yet, as she caught his gaze lingering on her exposed bikini top, a surge of confidence washed over her.
In that moment, she decided to embrace her assets, to revel in the admiration reflected in Makoto's eyes.
"You like what you see, Makoto?" she purred, her voice laced with a hint of uncertainty masked by flirtatious charm.
Her heart fluttered nervously in her chest as she awaited his response, her gaze flickering between his eyes and the gentle swell of the waves crashing against the shore. Yet, even in the midst of her insecurity, there was a fierce determination burning within her, a desire to capture his attention and affection in this fleeting moment of intimacy on the secluded beach.
With a nervous but determined smile, Eloise leaned in closer to Makoto, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. "Um, Makoto," she began, her voice wavering slightly before she took a deep breath, summoning her courage. "You... you can feel them if you want. My, uh, my large... you know."
#danganronpa#makoto naegi#danganronpa au#hope universe#fanganronpa#danganronpa eden's garden#eloise taulner#makoto x eloise#nsfw
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