The clock on the wall showed 1 a.m.
Inside the Tokitou residence, in Kuro's dimly lit room with the lights turned off, only a faint glow remained.
On the bed, Kama—small, delicate, dressed in her signature black-and-white maid outfit—was attending to him.
The goddess of love moved her lips slowly, teasing, deliberate… her motions soft but confident, as if she knew exactly how to please.
Kuro's eyebrow twitched slightly.
Kama noticed immediately and leaned in closer, pressing herself nearer, as if seeking praise.
"Glup… glu—♡"
Warmth spilled, and Kama swallowed it down with care, taking her time, making sure not to waste a single drop—though the sheer amount made her pause for a brief moment, her breath catching.
A second later, she pulled away, lips glistening, a smug, playful smile forming as she pointed at herself proudly.
"How was it, Master-san~♡" she asked, her voice sweet but laced with teasing confidence. "You like the love I'm giving you… don't you?"
Kuro, who was in Histeria Savant Syndrome mode and had consumed a honey pack earlier, formed a faint smile.
"Yes…" he replied slowly. "Though your methods… aren't very creative… and…"
His words trailed off.
His fingers lifted, gently hooking under Kama's chin, raising her gaze to meet his.
"A maid," he murmured softly, voice low and suggestive, "should know how to properly obey… shouldn't she?"
His thumb brushed lightly against her lips.
"Or do you want me to teach you… how to be a better one?"
The air between them thickened instantly—heavy, charged, and dangerous—like a game that had just shifted in his favor.
Kama's face flushed instantly, heat spreading across her cheeks as her breath hitched faintly. She closed her eyes, weakly pushing Kuro's hand away—though there was no real strength behind it.
"Hmph…" she scoffed, voice shaky, trying to sound annoyed. "Since when did I give you permission to touch me?"
She opened her eyes again, still glassy, her hand sliding up to Kuro's chest, fingers pressing lightly against him.
"This time..." she whispered, her voice low, almost trembling despite her attempt at control. "I'll be the one giving you love."
She tilted her head slightly downward, lips parting just a little.
"Not the other way around…" she murmured, breath warm and uneven.
Kuro chuckled softly.
His hand move and his fingers brushed against her soft, sensitive petals with slow, deliberate—just enough to make them tremble under his touch.
"Hnahhh~♡"
Kama's body jolted.
In the next instant, her slickness spread uncontrollably, soaking the sheets beneath her, betraying her completely.
A faint, amused smile curved Kuro's lips.
"That was fast," he murmured softly, voice laced with teasing satisfaction. "Seems like your body prefers the way I love it, doesn't it?"
Kama's expression twisted into a frustrated pout, clearly irritated—but her breathing was already uneven again, her body trembling faintly.
She lifted her head to glare at him—but before she could speak, Kuro leaned in closer.
Her lips parted to protest and his tongue slipped in first.
"Slurp...♡ chu...♡ ngah ..♡ lick...♡ haah~♡"
Her words died instantly.
A soft, muffled sound escaped her throat as her eyes widened, then slowly rolled back.
Meanwhile, his fingers kept moving, gently, mercilessly playing with her trembling petals—never stopping, never letting her recover.
Kama's body shivered, her hand tightening against his chest, grip weakening as her strength melted away.
Underneath it all… she couldn't say a single word.
Only soft, breathless sounds escaped her lips, her body betraying her again and again—trembling, soaking, and completely unable to resist him.
Gently, Kuro lowered Kama onto the bed, his face turning slightly away as his fingers finally stilled, giving her just enough space to catch her breath after being lost in waves of pleasure.
Her chest rose and fell unevenly, body still trembling faintly.
Kuro smiled softly.
"I'm not wrong, am I?" he murmured. "So… just stay still and let me take care of you… like I always do."
Kama shot him a glare—but it lacked strength.
Her lips parted slightly, breath still shaky, before she turned her face away, cheeks tinted with a faint, stubborn blush.
"Alright…" she whispered, almost reluctantly. "This time… I'll allow it…"
Kuro chuckled under his breath, clearly amused.
"Permission?" he said casually. "From the Goddess of Love like you?"
Before she could snap back, Kama's head whipped toward him—but in that same instant, Kuro moved.
He spun her around effortlessly, pressing her down so her back faced him.
"What—"
"You know…" Kuro cut her off, voice low, almost playful. "Out of all of you… there's still one part that hasn't been properly disciplined."
Kama froze for a split second, confusion flickering across her face—then realization dawned.
Her body stiffened.
"W-wait—!?"
Too late.
Kuro's warmth moved—slow, deliberate—pressing insistently against a place she had never fully surrendered before.
"Ohhh—♡"
Her voice shattered immediately, high and helpless.
Her eyes rolled back as a shiver ran through her, body trembling, hips jerking on instinct, breath catching sharply.
Every inch of her burned with need, betraying her despite herself. She was utterly at his mercy, soft cries spilling freely, every gasp and tremor betraying the longing she could no longer hide.
Kuro's low chuckle whispered over her, teasing, deliberate.
"You're giving in… finally," he murmured, voice low, confident, as her body betrayed her once again—so hungry, so willing, so undone.
Kuro didn't stop.
He began to move, slow at first—just enough to make her feel every inch, every shift, every pulse of heat.
Kama's fingers clenched into the sheets, her body betraying her again, soft gasps slipping past her lips as the tension built.
The more he moved, the more her resistance crumbled—her body melting, sinking deeper into the sensation she couldn't deny.
"Ahhh…♡ M-masteh… I… I… ahhh~♡"
Her voice broke, quivering as waves of heat and fullness spread inside her. Her body tensed, hips jerking instinctively, but she had no control—every nerve on fire, every inch of her betraying her completely.
"Ohhh…♡ Cumming...♡"
Then it came—sudden, overwhelming. A surge of heat bloomed inside her, radiating outward like sunlight flooding a darkened room, leaving her breathless, trembling, undone.
"Ugh...♡ Ohhh...♡"
In the same time, warm liquid flowed inside her, slow at first, teasing, exploring every sensitive fold, every hidden place she'd never given over before.
The next second Kuro it pressed deeper, more insistent, making her shiver, gasp, and moan uncontrollably, each sound ragged and dripping with need.
"Hick… ahhh~♡ Ma-maste… ohhh…♡" she moaned, voice barely coherent, soft and ragged.
Kuro leaned close, teeth grazing her neck, lips brushing her ear.
"Can you feel it, my silly little maid… all of me filling you… completely yours…" he murmured, pressing, guiding, never stopping.
Her body arched, shivering violently under his touch, hips pushing up even though her mind was a haze of pleasure.
Wetness spilled freely down her thighs, sheets soaked beneath her, her small frame trembling uncontrollably.
She was dripping, quivering, entirely undone—every inch of her obedient to him, yet screaming in helpless desire. Every pulse of warmth inside her, every stroke, every tease made her melt further, deeper.
"Aaa…♡ haah~♡ haah~♡" she moaned, voice ragged, dripping, completely hopeless.
Kuro's smile was faint, almost predatory, as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, holding her firmly in place, pressing her trembling, soaked frame closer.
"This is just the warm-up, my little maid," he whispered low, voice husky, dark with amusement. "And the night is still young. You have so many more lessons to learn…"
Suddenly his right hand slid greedily to her delicate, dripping petals, fingers teasing, pressing, exploring every slick fold, while his left hand pinched and toyed with the tiny, sensitive bud that pulsed beneath his touch.
"Hiyah…♡" Kama moaned helplessly, eyes rolling back, body trembling violently, dripping slickly from every tremor.
Meanwhile, Kuro moved himself with slow precision, teasing her mercilessly, letting her body melt further into pleasure, shivering, dripping, and entirely undone—every inch of her screaming for more, entirely addicted, entirely his.
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