LEWD

>"She'll be here soon, so be patient!"
>Harime Nui shoves you into an open doorway, and slams the door shut. After falling flat on your ass, you quickly rise and run to the door. It won't budge, as you hear the key leave it's hole at the other side, and faint humming.
>You try to calm down. Just what are they gonna do to you? Normally the elegant suit you were forced to wear would have eaten you by now.
>After a few deep breaths, you scan the place. You're quite shocked to see that it's not a shitty cell, but it's a room. By the looks of it, and the pleasant smell it belongs to a woman, probably.
>It's not Nui's, because then she wouldn't have said that. Your thoughts flock to Ragyo, the dreaded woman you've heard of in NB HQ.
>Getting up, you look for ways to escape. The room is shaped in a circle, with what must be the bathroom separated, taking a quarter of the ample room. Windows camp the walls, so you run to one of them
>Vertigo strikes you when you look outside. So escaping seems impossible, since it's really high up. You also note, that you're in Honnouji! These private quarters must have belonged to Kiryuuin Satsuki.
>Thinking about it, you couldn't escape, no matter how hard you try. If you somehow managed to slip away, your suit would turn on you. Afraid that it might eat you if you try to take it off, you just sit on the bed and cover your face with your hands, elbows resting in your knees. What are you supposed to do? You don't have hidden nails that can cut through these cloths, neither you have the dexterity of Satsuki, even though you're a trained NB officer.
>The door rattles. It's unlocked, and it opens, revealing who's on the other side. You put hands away from your face and look at the figure.
>But it's not the barbie-looking girl.
>http://i.imgur.com/qnTDopo.jpg
>"Hello, dear. Did i make you wait?"
>It's not Ragyo, but something about her makes you panic internally. This is not the same girl you saw before the Sports Festival! She does look like her, but the way she acts, and her clothes are way different from what you remember
>Back then, you fell for her and asked her out, on her brief visit to HQ, and your advance was shot down.
>"It's not like i'm just saying no! Now's not the time for these things!"
>You were a no name, so obviously she didn't accept you. But now she's acting really strange. Just what's going on?
>"Ahh, i'm so tired." she says, sitting next to you. "Though sinking that boat was loads of fun!"
>..Is she talking about the Naked Sun? That's ridiculous. It's NB's flagship, that's impossible...
>Besides, she was working alongside us. Why would she do that?
>"You look down, what's wrong?"
>You don't say anything. But the situation only gets worse when she pushes you down on the bed
>And then placing herself on top of you
>Your eyes widen gradually as she lowers her face towards yours, and her lips whisper to your ear
>"I know what'll cheer you up". Something rubs against your leg
>"I'm not wearing panties today..."
>Shit, no. She's not planning on... doing it, right!?
>"Let's do it."
>You feel a warm and wet sensation on your neck, as your shirt rips wide open. A hand runs all over your chest, your right side multiple times.
>You move your head to the side when her lips try to meet yours. This isn't okay, something wrong is going on here
>"You like it rough, eh?"
>She takes it even further, her hand reaching into your pants. It grips your hardened member, and slowly strokes it
>Up and down.
>This is enough. You try to get up, and to move her hand away
>But you can't. The suit growls, and it's eye on the thread hanging by your back twitch, staring at you. You feel like crying, and the little strength you had leaves you, sinking yourself in the comfy bed.
>By this time her lips have found their way around it. Her mouth is wet, and hot. Her tongue circles around your tip, causing you to arch back.
>You wonder, are you okay with this?
>Well, it's impossible for you to escape. Might as well enjoy it...
>Your hands grab on to her head and force her up and down on it
>It feels so good
>So good
>Quickly reach your limit, and it spills inside her mouth
>"Mmm, you're delicious!"
>What's wrong with you?
>"But i'm not done yet... and neither are you"
>Your dick is hard again. You curse yourself, but then again, it's probably due to the powerful life fibers in your suit.
>"I've been holding myself all this time. For this moment. For you." she utters, as with two hands she lifts the Kamui's short skirt
>You get a clear view of it now. Those perfect thighs you dreamed about, and the paradise hidden behind the stripes. Her lower lips rub against your glans, making you shiver
>She grinds them from top to bottom for a while, while observing your face in anticipation. It's finally when a slight moan escapes you, when she takes your cock once more, and guides it's tip inside
>Leaving it prepared, she bends over, and her lips meet yours. You know it's gonna hurt her really bad, and you still love her, no matter how weird she acts, so you're gonna do your best to make it hurt less.
>You put your hands on her thighs, and quickly bury your dick inside her
>She squeals, slumping over you. "The worst part is over." you whisper to her
>"Oh, so you do care about me after all" is her reply. She teared up during it
>You wipe those, take a deep breath and start moving. You hadn't noticed how good it felt down there. Her insides are tight but slippery, and increasingly hot as both of you move in and out, trying to not completely pull it away
>The one moaning now is her, and her erratic breathing just turns you on even further. You pull her face closer to you and nibble her earlobe, which intensifies her reactions.
>When she can't take it anymore, she reaches around your back and pulls you backwards, you being on top now.
>"You're so mean, now you're gonna do the work!" she lets out, between the panting.
>You completely accept your task, and put it in back right away. At least the training in NB paid off, you don't get tired even though you're giving it your all on ramming her honeypot again, and again, and again.
>"A-ah... ah.." she lets out
>Then, you can feel it building up. Somehow she can tell, as her legs wrap around your back
>"Don't even think... of pulling out..."
>Like you would. You decrease the delay between thrusts, and the last one you go as deep as you can, while she also presses hard, arching her back and lifting her pelvis upwards, and both of you finish in that instant.
>You watch her face, lying to the side exhausted, until she opens her eyes once more. Glad that you could make her happy, seeing the smile she lets you see, you slump beside her, giving in to the exhaustion that hits you once the rush wears off.