Mei's room was now bathed in the silvery glow of the risen moon, the air thick with pheromones.
Takeshi, lying on the rumpled bed, felt the fresh scratches on his chest pulse, dried blood mingling with sweat.
This girl was crazy, but that was also part of what made her beautiful.
Mei, naked, her hair a mess, was curled against him, her fingers tracing possessive patterns on his abs.
Her eyes, gleaming with yandere obsession, devoured him. It seemed their first round had only fueled the flame, and the tension between them crackled, ready to explode.
"So, between me and her, who do you prefer, huh?" Mei murmured, her voice a mix of honey and threat.
She sat up, her full breasts grazing his chest, her lips brushing his jaw. Takeshi smirked, his hands sliding over her hips, feeling the burning softness of her skin.
"Hard to say, especially when I see you like this, wanting to devour me."
She growled, biting his neck, her teeth leaving a red mark.
"Hmmm, I know you love me…"
With a sudden movement, she straddled him, her muscular thighs locking around his hips. Her wet, warm intimacy brushed against his hardened member, teasing him with calculated slowness.
Takeshi groaned, his hands gripping her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh.
"Stop playing," he growled, his eyes blazing with desire.
Mei, a cruel smile on her lips, leaned in to kiss him, her lips hungry, her tongue wrapping around his with devouring possessiveness.
"I do what I want," she whispered, her nails scratching his chest, reopening a wound, blood trickling.
The pain fueled the fire in Takeshi. He flipped her abruptly, pinning her to the mattress, her wrists pinned above her head.
*Aghhhhhh*
Mei moaned, her legs spreading, her gaze burning with challenge.
"Take me, I'm all yours,"
her hips rising to provoke him. Takeshi, breath short, freed one hand to caress her body, his fingers tracing the curve of her breasts, pinching her nipples until she gasped.
"You're too impatient," he murmured, his hand descending to tease her clitoris, making her shudder violently.
"You're too mean… Takeshi…" Mei growled, her thighs trembling under his touch. She tried to break free, but he tightened his grip, his body pressed against hers.
"Don't move," he commanded, thrusting into her brutally. Mei screamed, her nails raking the air, her hips arching to take him deeper.
"I want more… yes… harder!" she gasped, her eyes half-closed, gleaming with fierce obsession. Takeshi began a rapid rhythm, his deep thrusts slapping against her skin, the bed groaning under their violence.
Sweat dripped from their bodies, their skins sliding against each other. Mei, wild, bit his shoulder, her teeth sinking until blood flowed.
Her legs wrapped around him, pulling him closer. Takeshi groaned, the pain amplifying his desire.
"If that's what you want," he murmured, changing angles to hit a precise spot. Mei screamed, her body tensing, her nails scratching his back, leaving red streaks. "Asshole… you're too…"
He slowed for a moment, torturing her, his lips nipping at her neck, leaving marks screaming possession.
"Beg, Mei," he whispered, his hips barely moving, keeping her on the edge.
She growled, her eyes flashing. "Never… fuck me!" she commanded, her hips rising to force him to move.
Takeshi smirked, resuming a brutal rhythm, his hands gripping her thighs, spreading them further. Each thrust drew a cry from Mei, her breasts bouncing, her body glistening under the moonlight.
"You're… so tight…" Takeshi groaned, his fingers sliding to caress her clitoris, amplifying her sensations.
Mei, on the brink, scratched his chest, blood trickling from under her nails. "I'm gonna… fuck…" she gasped, her orgasm tearing through her like a storm.
Her muscles contracted around him, her broken cries filling the room. Takeshi, pushed to the limit, continued, prolonging her pleasure until she trembled, breathless.
But Mei, an insatiable yandere, wasn't done. With a sudden movement, she pushed him back, flipping him onto the bed.
"You haven't won," she murmured, her voice vibrating with desire. She straddled him, her hips rolling slowly, taking him again.
"I love you so much," she breathed, her eyes gleaming with possessive light. Her hands caressed his chest, her nails tracing burning lines, as she sped up, her movements precise, merciless.
Takeshi, breath ragged, gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh. He thrust upward to meet her, amplifying every sensation.
She leaned in, her lips capturing his in a fierce kiss, her teeth biting his lower lip, blood mingling with their saliva.
"Come for me,"
her hips rolling faster, her breasts grazing his chest.
He exploded, a raspy groan escaping him, his semen filling her as she continued to move, prolonging his pleasure. Mei, satisfied, collapsed on him, their bodies glued by sweat and blood.
"You're not going anywhere," she murmured, her fingers caressing his face, her tone both tender and threatening. Takeshi, panting, smirked, his hands sliding over her back.
As they finished, a figure by the door quickly retreated, both terrified and fascinated.