Chronolust Temptation [18+] High S*xual Content
Ch.2 Oral Indulgence

His cock strained against his school trousers, and the stopwatch’s seductive pull drove him to choose the raw intimacy of her mouth. The young boy hastily stood, hands shaking as he fumbled with the zipper of his, freeing his throbbing cock, the artifact’s heat pulsing in his grip like a second heartbeat. Nanako’s lips, parted in a frozen moan, were an open invitation, her half-aware state a mix of innocence and raw seduction. 

“I love you, Nanako,” he growled, voice thick with need as he tilted her head back, her body limp but warm, her eyes glassy yet flickering with the pleasure she could feel. He pressed himself against her lips, the soft, wet heat hitting him like a shock, his breath catching as he pushed into her mouth.

The stopwatch’s magic roared, and he cranked its power down further, letting her senses burn like an inferno. A low, slutty moan vibrated around his cock, her lips trembling as they wrapped tight around him, the slick warmth making his head spin. 

“Fuck, I love your filthy slut mouth,” he growled, fingers twisting in her hair, holding her like a toy as he thrust deep, the artifact’s power making her mouth feel like sloppy silk swallowing him whole. Nanako’s moans turned raw, muffled and desperate, her tongue sloppy but eager, lapping at him like a hungry little whore, sending jolts of fire through his veins.

The stopwatch dragged the moment out, each rough thrust into her wet, dirty heat a fucking eternity. Her muffled cries, needy and broken, drove him fucking wild, her half-frozen state making every sound feel like it was ripped from her slutty core. 

“You love this, don’t you, you dirty bitch,” he grunted, hips slamming forward, her lips and tongue working him with sloppy, desperate need, the faint taste of her pussy still thick in the air. The artifact’s pulse amplified every nasty sensation—the slick slide of her mouth, the vibration of her moans, the way her breath choked as he fucked her face like she was his.

Hayao’s grip tightened, possessive and rough, yanking her hair as he used her mouth, lost in the filthy heat. Her moans were a jagged, whorish melody, high and shattered, her senses drowning despite her body’s stillness. The stopwatch’s magic made it all dirtier, sharper, the taste of her lips and the sloppy flick of her tongue shoving him to the edge. 

“Take it, you fucking slut, I love this mouth,” he groaned, voice cracking as he rammed deep, his release hitting like a fucking freight train, spilling hot and thick into her mouth with a guttural snarl. Her muffled moan spiked, her lips shaking around his cock, sucking down his cum like a greedy little whore as the artifact locked them in the nasty, filthy ecstasy.

He pulled back, chest heaving, her lips swollen and dripping, her soft whimpers fading like a used-up toy. The stopwatch’s dark pulse was a reminder of the line he’d crossed. Nanako’s half-frozen form stayed still, her flushed cheeks and slick, cum-stained lips a raw fucking testament to what he’d done.

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