Night—
The neon lights outside the window illuminated a large swath of the sky. From a distance, Tokyo looked like a dazzling, sleepless city, one that could drive young people wild. However, more alluring than the city's temptation was the voluptuous woman right before him.
Mira Tsubakihara had specially changed into a provocative set of lingerie. The blood-red, cutout design did nothing to conceal her sensitive areas—nor was it intended to. Instead, this half-revealed appearance was more likely to ignite passion.
The thin strings and small triangular piece of fabric below radiated endless temptation. In the dim bedroom, she was like a blood-red femme fatale in full bloom, lying prone on the soft bed. Her heavy bosom was full and firm, hanging low, swaying with every subtle movement of her body.
Her snow-white skin was slick and smooth, and the rosy berries at the peak of her breasts peeked tantalizingly, constantly tempting the young man before her to launch his attack.
More mature and seductive than high school girls like Yuna or Nina, Mrs. Mira's charm could only be rivaled by Mrs. Natsumi. However, compared to the Yamato Nadeshiko (Natsumi Obata), Mrs. Mira was more like a succubus, constantly exuding a soul-snaring aura.
"Muku-kun~ Alex—"
Mira Tsubakihara was pressed onto the bed, mounted from behind by Alex in a riding position. Her carefully chosen, seductive lingerie and the surrounding atmosphere subjected her to even greater torment. His fiery hands brushed over every part of her body, setting her ablaze everywhere they touched.
The moment he lifted the inadequate triangular fabric, and his blazing, immense length parted her soft flesh and slowly eased into her body, Mira Tsubakihara's pupils contracted. A groan and gasp escaped her involuntarily.
"Nngh, ah—"
This position was too shameful, like a slave... or a beautiful pet dog lying beneath him. Shame continuously flooded her heart, but strangely, alongside the humiliation, she felt an overwhelming surge of excitement and pleasure—one that threatened to melt her brain and burn her body out.
Infinite pleasure coursed through her limbs, every pore opening wide. Pheromones surged and secreted from her body. Juices seeped from the tightly joined area, splashing with every powerful thrust from Alex.
"Oh... How can it be..."
How can it be this comfortable? It was simply—simply more refreshing than ascending to heaven. That feeling of deep, internal satisfaction and joy was almost enough to send a mature woman like Mira Tsubakihara climbing toward climax.
Mrs. Mira, sprawled on the bed with her long hair in disarray and her face deeply buried in the pillow, was flushed a captivating rosy hue, dimly enduring the powerful impacts deep inside her.
"Ugh, no, I'm going to come..."
She truly couldn't take it anymore. This sensation was too strange. Even the last time—even the last time—it hadn't been this good, right? It wasn't like she hadn't done it with Alex before.
Is it because I've been holding back too hard recently? Is that why this time is so incredibly satisfying?
Mira Tsubakihara had no time to ponder; she could only follow her body's instinct, surrendering completely to Alex's presence...
The frantic activity in the room gradually subsided, the moans of passion slowly replaced by gasping breaths. Mira Tsubakihara lay on the bed, panting heavily, her body utterly still. Alex remained behind her, motionless.
However, the two remained intimately connected, his length still deep inside Mira's body.
After a moment of silence, the young man's faint voice drifted over. "Mira, five minutes haven't even passed yet."
"Huh?"
"Are you perhaps... premature?"
"I..."
In that instant, Mira Tsubakihara felt a bolt of lightning strike her. The boundless shame made her entire body tremble. Not just men—a woman being called premature would also be infuriating!
"You, you, I..."
She couldn't even form a coherent sentence.
For a woman, in all her years, no one had ever said anything so outrageous to Mira. Her spirit was shaken, and she even looked genuinely wronged. "You, you, how could you say that to me..."
Though a mature wife, she displayed a pitiful expression, tears welling in the corners of her eyes. The stark contrast nearly threw Alex off guard.
"But it really hasn't been five minutes yet..."
"I—I was just too comfortable! I didn't know!" Mira Tsubakihara was mortified and started to tremble violently, panicking slightly. "Besides, today was just an accident! I was fine with you before..."
Seeing her distress, Alex couldn't help but chuckle. He embraced her from behind, blowing a soft breath into her ear. "I'm just kidding. Why are you crying?"
"I—I'm not crying," Mira felt the warmth of his embrace, the hardness of that wicked thing still inside her, and his gentle voice near her ear. She was aroused again. "It's because you spoke to me like that."
This time, Alex's pace was not as aggressive; instead, it was slow and deliberate, allowing Mira to savor every detail of their lovemaking. "It must be due to my ability."
"H-Huh... Ability?"
"I can control the size and match it perfectly, becoming the most compatible fit for you. That's why it feels much more comfortable compared to before," Alex explained simply.
"No wonder. Ugh, I feel... much more comfortable than before..."
Mira Tsubakihara twisted her hips, beginning to reciprocate his movements. No wonder every thrust felt like it was hitting her soul, every time leaving her tingling and wanting more.
She had never experienced such extreme and exquisite pleasure in lovemaking. She wished she could be entwined with Alex twenty-four hours a day, unwilling to be apart for a single moment.
The second round didn't last long for Mira, either. In less than ten minutes, she climaxed again. Alex didn't hold back either, releasing a large amount of his essence into Mira's body. His [Contraception] ability slowly activated.
It neutralized the active component of his essence but replaced it with another power, enhancing Mira's body.
"Alex, something happened with Yuna and Nina this afternoon, didn't it?"
The passionate entanglement temporarily ceased, and the room grew quiet. Mira's few pieces of lingerie had long vanished. She rested in the young man's arms, speaking softly against his shoulder.
Her fingers traced circles on his chest, savoring the afterglow of her climax.
"You noticed?"
"I'm not stupid. And as their mother, I know those two kids very well..." Mira Tsubakihara turned her face slightly, looking at Alex's face, and reached out to caress it.
Caressing the face she had become obsessed with.
"Nothing much, Yuna was just a little jealous. It's normal."
"Sigh, I never thought those two children would actually... Yuna is one thing, but even Nina has feelings for you," Mira's seductive, passionate red lips opened, and she gently bit his shoulder.
Alex didn't feel any pain. He glanced away from his status panel, mischievously pinching the silver stripes on her abdomen, and chuckled, "Mrs. Mira, aren't you the same?"
"...Yes, I am."
She had been so resistant to him before, yet now... She wouldn't lie to herself; she couldn't deny the satisfaction and affection in her heart. She could only sigh. "Alex, you truly are a man heavy with sin."
"Flitting everywhere, attracting women. You only came after me before, but now even Yuna and them too..."
With a flip, she pinned Alex beneath her, a beautiful, wicked smile curving her lips. "I'm going to drain you dry tonight!"
"Typical Mira. You're certainly at that ravenous age, aren't you..."
Alex naturally sensed her hunger; even after two rounds, she still wasn't satisfied. "But who drains whom remains to be seen."
"Ah..."