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Naoya hated that he was having to spar with you of all people. Not only were you a woman and therefore not a challenge, he also just hated your guts. ‘Too radical’ is how he viewed you. Much like his nieces Maki and Mai, you went on to become a jujutsu sorcerer studying at the Kyoto school. He loathed to admit it but you were a good sorcerer, but that just wasn’t what your position should be as a woman of your age. By now he would have expected you to have married and pumped out a couple of kids. Instead here you were sparring with him in one of the many Zenin estate training rooms.
“You fight like a girl,” Naoya spat as he landed a blow with his sparring staff.
“That may have worked on Maki and Mai but not me,” you said, returning the blow much to his chagrin.
“I can feel my enthusiasm for fighting leaving my body with every passing second.”
“I didn’t have any enthusiasm for this to begin with.”
“Then end it.”
“Oh I plan to,” you said with a smirk that stirred something in Naoya.
With that you landed a blow to his face that sent him spinning to the floor and landing hard on the tatami mats. Pushing himself up onto his elbows he wiped his nose with the back of his hand. When he pulled it away blood was smeared on it. That bitch will pay for making me bleed, he vowed. Suddenly he felt himself deriving pleasure as he dragged himself across the floor. He grit his teeth, there’s no way I’m turned on from this. He was.
As he flipped himself over onto his back using his elbows to prop himself up he was met with the end of your sparring staff.
“Are you gonna get back up or not,” you said in a teasing tone. You were unaware of Naoya’s racing thoughts. Naoya grit his teeth and felt around for his staff. “Looking for this?” You teased, waving a second staff in his face. He went to grab for it but you pulled it away before he could grab it. “Uh uh uh not so fast I’ll give it back when you apologize for your earlier remarks.”
“I’d rather fight you unarmed than do that.”
“Fine by me,” you said, immediately throwing the second staff behind you.
Naoya went to get up to either continue fighting or grab his staff back, he hadn’t decided yet, but was once again hit by you. Holding the staff out in front of you like a sword you moved closer to him and stood between his legs. He tried to back off only to be shortly met with that wall. You smirked when the fear glinted quickly in his eyes realizing he was trapped. You stepped forward once again and placed your shoe dangerously close to his half hard cock. “Looks like I win,” you said slowly moving your foot downward and relishing in the look Naoya gave you. After applying a minute amount of pressure, enough to unknowingly Naoya on even more, you moved your foot. Instead you placed your shoe on the middle of his chest where you pushed down hard.
Naoya’s arms gave way and he was flat on his back on the floor. You shifted your foot and stepped forward again until you had a foot on either side of Naoya’s chest. Naoya gulped as he watched your glistening, workout short clad, legs cage him in. His eyes moved up your legs to the plush of your thighs, then to your toned stomach covered by your tank top. His eyes lingered on your chest, still rising and falling rapidly from the fight you two just had. Finally his eyes landed on your face, your plump lips, the bottom one caught between your teeth in a smirk. Your cute nose and finally he stared deeply into your eyes not even caring that sweaty hair fell in front of them. “Are gonna stop checking me out and concede you insolent pri-,” before you could finish your insult Naoya’s arms wrapped around behind your knees and you collapsed on top of him. You were now sitting on his very, very toned chest, his arms still wrapped on your legs and your thighs on either side of him. A very compromising position to say the least.
“Naoya what the fu-,” you began but were cut off by a harsh slap from Naoya.
“You speak when spoken to bitch,” he said, grabbing your face in one hand and smushing your cheeks together.
“As if, you brat,” you answered, sounding slightly pathetic as your words came out silly due to your forcibly pursed lips. You could feel Naoya stiffen briefly beneath you. “Oh you liked that didn’t you? You like being called a spoiled little daddy’s boy brat?” You said grabbing his hand away from your cheeks and lightly biting his thumb while looking at him from hooded lashes. If he was going to act like he did to you, you could at least derive some pleasure from it.
Naoya’s breath hitched in his throat and he subconsciously shoved his thumb further into your mouth until it rested softly on your tongue. Taking that as your cue you swirl your tongue around his finger and bite it softly. Along with that you gently rolled your hips along his stomach, not missing how he tried to subtly move your body down his, closer to his now hard cock. You obliged anyway, sliding down until you could feel him through your shorts.
Gently grinding on him you could feel him attempting to buck his hips up to meet yours.
“Stop it. I’m in charge here you listen to me,” you said with a particularly hard thrust of your hips making sure his stayed on the floor. Naoya’s expression immediately changed with that and he scowled at you.
“Absolutely not you bossy bitch,” Naoya attempted to regain control of the situation by flipping you over. However, you weren’t going to give up that easily and slid your thigh between his spread legs and shoved it into his groin. You forgot all other courses of actions when you heard Naoya trying to stifle a moan.
“Oh I heard that. Don’t try and play it off for my sake,” you said, grinding your thigh on his cock. Naoya let out the softest whimper and honestly you didn’t think he was capable of such a noise. While he was distracted with your thigh you began undressing him slowly. Say what you will, but you wanted to see what was under all those layers. The amount of training and fighting he did should be indicative of a well built figure.
As you slid off the final layer covering his chest you could not contain your smirk. He was very built in the way that wasn’t too buff but showed lean muscle under the skin. Speaking of his skin it was basically unmarked. Beautiful, smooth, clear, stretched over tension filled muscles. Tension filled from your ministrations no doubt.
“You just going to stare or actually do something?” Naoya asked and you were immediately pulled from your mini angelic moment. God would he just shut up and make those noises he was making earlier. Slightly angry now you pulled his face towards you for a bruising kiss.
You moved your mouth hungrily against his preventing him from doing anything but kissing you back. You bit hard at his lip, breaking skin and the slightly metallic taste of blood filled your mouths. Naoya stiffened a little and then moaned deeply into your mouth. Blood, or at least serious injury, turned him on. You also used this moment to get your tongue into his mouth and you were met with his. After several seconds of this back and forth you pulled away and began kissing his jaw. You nipped at his skin lightly and you could hear tiny whimpers coming from him. This encouraged you to move further down to the column of his throat and to suck gently on his skin. You were going to leave marks on him. Let everyone know that Naoya Zenin was a submissive little bitch boy who liked women claiming him.
Meanwhile Naoya’s hands began to move subconsciously and he gently palmed your breast through your tanktop and sports bra. Your breath hitched a little in your throat and this did not go unnoticed by Naoya. He grabbed your breast harder and began running his thumb over your nipple before switching to the other one. You moaned softly, you could’ve held back but you really wanted him to continue. Finally Naoya’s hands moved down to the hem of your top and he slowly, painfully slowly, slid it off making sure to graze every bit of newly exposed skin that he could.
You broke away from his neck to allow for him to fully remove the tanktop and let him slip his fingers under your sports bra and pull that off too. You relished in the feeling of having your top fully free for him to look at and explore. You wanted his hands all over your body at the moment and were almost willing to do anything to encourage this “good” behavior. As soon as you could you pressed your chest into his. The feeling of his bare skin touching yours sent shivers through your body and you found yourself pressing impossibly close to him
“God, you feel so hot. Is it from all that attitude or are you just happy to see me?” Naoya asked. Moment ruined. Again. You reeled back and glared at him for making such a snide remark during your moment of slight bliss.
“Or it’s the anger I have for you, but who knows,” you said and with that you pushed him back onto the floor under you. He blinked in slight confusion before realizing what he could do to gain the upper hand in this situation. He took one of your breasts in his hand guiding himself forward and latching on to your nipple. His mouth felt so perfectly warm and you gasped loudly when his tongue entered the equation. You could feel it swirling around your nipple while he sucked gently. The moans you were letting out were delicious music to Naoya’s ears. He continued licking, sucking, even biting until your nipple was left sore. He was not as gentle starting out on the second one. Giving it a hard bite at first and then licking it afterwards had your head spinning.
“Fuck where did you learn to suck tits like that,” you said allowing yourself to get lost in his mouth.
“What vulgar language from such a pretty mouth,” Naoya said, ending the sentence with a bite to your breast. “And for your information most women actually like me, unlike someone,” he said, biting your other breast.
“I never said I didn’t like you, just implied it,” you teased. “Not like I’m complaining now.”
With that you decided to give him a little taste of his own medicine and started palming his hard cock through his clothing. Warm breath enveloped one of your nipples as he let out a groan.
“I’m so lucky those hands are as skilled with this as they are with sparring,” he sighed.
“Was that a compliment?” You asked, taken aback and almost stopping.
“Yes, fuck, fine, it was, don’t stop,” he begrudgingly admitted. You obliged and grabbed his, what you now determined to be large, cock in your hand and gently pumped it over his clothes. “Take them off,” Naoya demanded.
“With pleasure,” you said, pulling the rest of his clothes off leaving him in only his black Versace boxer briefs. Of fucking course he has Versace underwear. Sliding down his body, making sure to keep as much contact as possible between you and him, you slowly brought your mouth level with his cock. Removing it from his underwear you gave it a very hard pumps that left him twitching in your hand.
“Just suck it already you bitch,” Naoya said looking down impatiently at you. You rolled your eyes enough for him to see before making him eat his words. You gently gave kitten licks to the tip tasting his salty precum. You said special attention to the slit as your hand worked up and down the shaft. Naoya was moaning loudly now, not bothering to hold back. Who would’ve thought he’d enjoy being pleasured by a woman, ask no one ever. You still continued to pump him as more of your mouth made its way around his cock.
Soon you had taken as much as you could without literally gagging on it. However that wasn’t enough for Naoya and he bucked aggressively into your mouth, his tip touching the back of your throat. You almost gagged on his length but managed to find a rhythm with him. He would move his hips in tandem with your mouth as you sucked him off. Occasionally you would swirl your tongue back around the head and he would give off particularly enjoyable sounds that had you getting wetter than you already were. You weren’t sure how much more you could take without either touching yourself or having him touch you.
Slowly you reached down between your thighs and attempted to rub yourself without Naoya noticing. Too bad. He did notice.
“If you’re getting drenched down there why don’t you beg for some help?” He said, smirking. You narrowed your eyes at him and gave him some extra attention to his tip that had him forgetting exactly how to speak. Unfortunately he was right, you wanted attention from him. You wanted him to touch you how you were touching yourself. “Besides, if you keep doing that I’m going to cum in your mouth and frankly I don’t want to kiss you again and taste myself.”
With that he grabbed your hair and yanked you off his cock. You gasped in surprise at his abruptness. Letting go of your hair he guided you to lay next to him where he painfully slowly made his way down to your shorts. Gliding them off he took in the sight before him. You with messy hair, sore breasts, and underwear that showed your growing arousal. Naoya looked, and was, pleased with himself.
“You just going to stare or actually do something?” You parroted his words from earlier back to him.
“Honestly I might just look if you keep up with that attitude.”
“Then I’ll be going,” you said, making as if to get up and leave. Naoya lunged towards your arm and pulled you back into him.
Your back was pressed against his toned chest now and his arms were holding you close. With anyone else this would be sweet and intimate but with Naoya it felt like being trapped. He wrapped his arms around your own arms and chest pinning them to your sides. His other hand moved downwards towards your underwear where he ghosted over your clit, enjoying the way you tensed up.
“You nervous?” Naoya breathed into your ear.
“No, just impatient,” you admitted against your better judgment.
“Good girl, being honest,” Naoya said before drawing lazy circles around your clit, finally. You let out an involuntary moan as you felt the pleasure his hand was bringing you. You could feel yourself getting wetter as he continued to stimulate the bundle of nerves.
A heat began building in your lower abdomen and Naoya seemed to sense it because he stopped touching you.
“What the fu-,” but before you could finish your curse he pushed your underwear to the side and shoved his fingers into your dripping cunt. You nearly screamed in pleasure at the feeling of his slender fingers filling you up. Scissoring them inside you he worked to pull more delicious sounds from you. Well it worked because you continued moaning loudly. He kept thrusting his fingers into you and once again the heat began to build. “I’m gonna-,” you began as the pleasure became almost unbearable.
“No you’re not, not yet,” he said, pulling his fingers out of you. You started to protest his actions but he shoved his fingers into your mouth. It turned you on more than you would admit, tasting yourself from his fingers. Swirling your tongue around his digits like you had earlier you sucked them clean.
“You look so pretty right now,” Naoya said and his statement took you aback. A tried and true compliment from #1 misogynist? Shocking.
“I bet I’d look even prettier sitting on your face,” you said boldly. Naoya seemed momentarily stunned before he smirked and flipped you around so you were on top straddling his waist. He pulled you up to his face by your thighs and you hovered above his mouth.
“You gonna make me do everything for you or are you just gonna sit there look-,” you silenced him by putting your full weight onto his face.
“Just shut up oh my god you’re fifty times more enjoyable when your mouth is busy doing things other than talking.”
With that Naoya took the initiative to lick a stripe up your pussy and you rolled your hips gently into him. He began by circling your clit with his tongue and a shudder ran through your body. For being such a dick to women he was surprisingly good at eating out. You couldn’t help but grind on his face, getting wetter and wetter by the second. Your juices began dripping down Naoya’s face and you watched him lick them up. Holy fuck was that hot. He then shoved his tongue into your cunt trying to get every last drop of you. For the third time that day you could feel heat building and something told you Naoya knew because he sped up his stimulation of your clit. You silently prayed that he wouldn’t edge you this time. Panting and moaning heavily the heat built until it felt white hot and you came all over his face.
“Fuck Naoya,” you screamed as you climaxed. Naoya continued licking and sucking, prolonging your orgasm until you’d ridden it out fully. You gasped, feeling out of breath. “Wow that was actually really good,” you complimented.
“I know it was, I was the one eating you out,” Naoya bragged. Didn’t seem like any amount of pussy was going to change him any time soon. “And now that you’re done, it’s my turn,” he said, flipping you back onto the floor. With no warning he fully sheathed himself in your impossibly wet cunt. The sharp gasp you let out only seemed to egg him on. He started rhythmically thrusting into you and you rolled your hips to meet his each time. “Fuck you feel so good. Can you feel how deep I am?” He said pushing down on your lower stomach near where his dick was hitting.
“Yes, fuck, Naoya harder,” you moaned.
“Since you’ve been so good,” he said and began rutting even harder than before.
Once again the heat built in your stomach as he continued to hit that spot deep inside you and brought you immense pleasure.
“Naoya right there, oh my god right there,” you screamed as he kept hitting the spot perfectly every time. “Naoya I’m gonna cum again. Fuck!” The heat in your abdomen was reaching another dangerous level.
“Be a good girl and scream my name when you do,” Naoya smirked. You had half a mind not to but your brain was too addled by the pleasure you were receiving to do anything.
“Naoya!” You screamed as you came for the second time that day. He continued to fuck you through it and very quickly you felt his dick twitching inside you.
“Fuck baby!” He shouted breathily as he came shooting hot cum into your cunt. Too fucked out to care you laid there with him as he pulled out and you felt cum seeping out.
After a few seconds he got up and began dressing himself. He tossed you your clothes as well.
“Let's see how well you spar after that. Winner gets a reward.”
“You’re on,” you said, pulling on your clothes and grabbing your sparring staff to kick his ass.