Proving her wrong (Makoto x Mukuro)
Mukuro had always been told no one would ever want to sleep with her, or even want to speak to her. Mostly by her twin, in fact, only by her twin. But it hurt to hear Junko say such things.
It was degrading, and it definitely made Mukuro a little insecure.
But now..now was different. She was underneath a boy who wanted her, a boy she liked, the first one to truly flash a smile her way.
Neagi Makoto.
Mukuro never thought she could get this far with anyone, especially him. The smile was more than enough. But this? This was amazing.
She had been walking back to her dorm when Makoto stopped her, suggesting she helped him with homework she didn't even understand, but accepted nonetheless.
Mukuro had actually expected to work on homework, not..this. She wasn't complaining though. Oh no, she'd never complain about Makoto.
She didn't understand why this was happening, but she wouldn't ask, just in case Junko was setting her up.
What Mukuro didn't know, was that Makoto had overheard a conversation her and Junk were having. It made him feel bad, but he wanted to prove Junko wrong..
And now they were here, Mukuro trembling under him as he gently pushed himself in and out of her warmth.
Mukuro was actually really happy. She felt like she was getting the attention she had always yearned for, and all from someone as sweet and attractive as Makoto.
She let out some gentle moans, arching her back a little. She felt so..amazing.
Mukuro had never had any experience in this kind of 'intimacy', so she was being a little awkward. But it felt good, very good. And all in the middle of her, no less. Junko could've come in at any moment if she wanted to.
Mukuro wrapped her arms around Makoto's back, digging her nails into it. "Please..don't stop." she whispered into his ear, wanting more and more of this feeling.
Makoto's moans were cute, they sounded sweet and gentle. Just like him. Mukuro liked hhow soft he was compared to her. All her moans were rough but still almost silent, but his were louder but gentle and soft.
Mukuro's face was flushed from the feeling, her cheeks a rosy red color. Makoto's face was the same.
She didn't want to think about Junko, nor the fact this was her first time and she was already taking it raw. That was a problem for future her.
Mukuro's stomach started to burn, a good burn. She moaned a littler louder, digging her nails into Makoto again. "Mako..to..please-!" she moaned, arching her back. She heard him mumble and moan out her name, but he didn't say anything else.
Makoto's face was a bright red, his eyes closed. Mukuro could tell he was enjoying it just as much as her. She wanted to stay in this moment forever, this bliss she never expected to experience, this bliss Junko had told her would never come.
Mukuro felt something coil in her stomach, and her legs started to twitch. She buried her face into Makoto's shoulder, moaning loudly. "N-neagi-kun..I-I'm gonna-!"
Makoto moaned louder, he felt her tighten around him as she reached her orgasm. "Mukuro-!" he said, biting her shoulder. He let out another moan, burying his face into her neck as he came deep inside the girl under him.
Mukuro let out a soft exhale, pulling away from Makoto after a minute. She was still red-faced, her chest heaving from her breathing. All she wanted to do was lay with him and rest, but the thought of Junko walking in at any moment worried her. "Naegi-kun..you-you have to go.."
"It's okay, let Enoshima-san find out. She needs to know she's wrong at a one point in her life."
Mukuro thought for a minute before nodding. "All right..I guess you're right." she murmured. "..I hope this wasn't a one-time thing.."
"It won't be, I promise." Makoto whispered, before giving the soldier a small kiss on the cheek, "I love you, Mukuro." he cooed, gently running a hand through her hair.
..It wasn't a lie. He really did love her.
Mukuro had never heard those words before, except from Junko of course. But this was different. With Makoto is was genuine love, not a twisted sort of love like with her twisted sister.
"I love you too..Makoto."
She softly said back, closing her eyes. She cuddled herself closer to Makoto, holding him tight..
Luckily for Mukuro, Junko hadn't come into her room that day, she may have agreed but she didn't want her sister to walk in on her like that. Weeks had already past by and she was pretty sure Junko didn't know.
But now, now that she was staring at a pregnancy test in hand,
She might have to.