Banging the Hot MILFs of Tokyo-Chapter 19

Yuki blinked, his brain momentarily short-circuiting at her question. Did she just...?

He stood frozen for a beat, eyes flicking to her trembling fingers grasping the apron strings at her back. She wasn't looking at him—her gaze was locked on the sink, but the flush on her cheeks had deepened. He stepped closer, slowly, as if any sudden move might spook her.

"You want me to... help you?" he asked, voice low, cautious.

She gave a tiny nod. "It's stuck or something."

Yuki swallowed hard, lifting his hands toward the knotted fabric. His fingers brushed against the small of her back, and he swore he felt her shiver beneath his touch.

"You're burning up," he murmured.

"That's just the stove," she whispered too quickly, clearly lying.

Yuki smirked. "Right. The stove."

His fingers worked deftly, but the knot didn't want to cooperate. Or maybe he didn't. The longer he lingered, the more aware he became of her—her scent, the curve of her neck, the way her breath hitched just slightly.

"There," he said at last, pulling the apron free. "All done."

She turned to face him, still not meeting his eyes. "Thanks."

But then her eyes did lift—and whatever she saw in his gaze made her lips part slightly, as though caught between a word and a want.

"You okay?" he asked softly.

"I don't know," she admitted, breathless. "Are you?"

Yuki stepped in, closing the space between them. "Not even close." His hands had already gone to the crook of her neck and he lifted her chin up. "You have a little mole here. How come I didn't know?" He smirked, rubbing it with his index finger.

Aiko twitched, her face burning up as she let Yuki do whatever he was doing. "Yuki, I have spare condoms up in my bedroom. Let's go there." The words had left her mouth before she then realized that she was asking her student to fuck her.

Yuki froze—not in hesitation, but in sheer disbelief. The air between them, already thick with tension, practically cracked like lightning.

"Aiko..." he breathed, his voice ragged with restrained desire. "Say that again."

She blinked, lips slightly parted, panic flickering across her face as realization hit her like a crashing wave. Her hand flew to her mouth. "I-I didn't mean—I mean, I did, but I didn't think I'd actually say it out loud. Just forget I said anything."

But Yuki didn't move away. If anything, his body leaned in closer, his thumb now tracing the line of her jaw instead of the mole.

"I'm not going to forget it," he said, voice low and heated. "Because I've been thinking about this—about you—for months, days, weeks and if you're sure..."

She looked up at him again, this time not with embarrassment, but determination flickering in her eyes. "I'm sure." She bit her lips, crawling into Yuki's arms, her head slanting on his chest. She could hear his jagged heartbeat. "Or we could do it raw."

"Naughty girl. I don't know if I should be shy about this but I'm a virgin."

Aiko froze in his arms, then slowly tilted her head back to look up at him, eyes wide with a cocktail of surprise. "You're... serious?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

Yuki gave a half-smile, one corner of his lips tugging up while the other remained serious. "Dead serious. I've never... not with anyone. Not like this. Not when I cared."

Aiko's breath hitched. "But you're so..." She trailed off, as if 'confident' didn't quite capture the intensity he always carried.

"Doesn't mean I don't know what I want," he murmured, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "And right now, I want you. But only if you want me, fully."

Her cheeks flushed again, but this time it wasn't embarrassment—it was awe. She reached up, cupping his cheek, her thumb grazing his skin like he might disappear if she didn't hold on tight enough.

"I want you, Yuki," she whispered. He leaned down, their foreheads touching, his eyes closing for a moment as if grounding himself. And just then, his hands found the way to the apron thin sleeves and he took them off, and moved on to the buttons of her shirt and then once than fell on the kitchen counter, he smirked at the size of her bossom.

"You know, I have been wanting a man like you that admires my boobs." Yuki chuckled under his breath, the sound low and filled with disbelief. "I'm not just admiring them, Aiko," he said, his eyes lifting to meet hers again. "I'm in awe."

She bit her lip, cheeks still flushed but now lit with a kind of radiant confidence she hadn't worn before. "Good," she whispered, reaching for his hands and guiding them to her waist, where her skin met his fingertips warm and soft. "Take off your pants Yuki. I want you in me."

System Notification: Compatibility reached. Bond confirmed. Hidden Trait Activated — [Beast Mode: Passion Upgrade]

Yuki gasped softly, staggering just slightly as a subtle surge pulsed through his veins, lighting up the backs of his hands in faint, glowing lines that quickly faded. He stared at his hands, flexing his fingers as strength and heat coiled through his core.

Just then, another system message popped up, its text flashing brightly across Yuki's vision.

System Notification:

[Heart: 0 points.

Please recharge to continue the heated moment.]

Yuki blinked, momentarily distracted by the message. His mind raced for a moment, processing the oddity of it all. "Wait... what?"

Aiko's eyes fluttered closed, then opened again, as if some invisible force had jolted her from the moment. She pressed her hands to her head, her face contorting in confusion, as though trying to make sense of the rapid shift. "Oh my Yuki, why are your pants off?"

"You don't remember any of it?"

"Not any that I know of. I need to get something from upstairs. I will be back, you can start with the basics." Aiko sheepishly slid away from Yuki's presence, her race against the stairs loud as a thud. Once her presence couldn't be seen or heard, Yuki let out a dragged, low mutter.

"One minute she is attracted to me and wants to fuck me, the next minute she acts like nothing happened. I was this close in kissing her! Damn, Damn..." He cursed, his phone ringing with a beep.

[Extra life: +0

Please purchase a new life.]

Frustratedly, Yuki took out the phone from his pocket, glancing at the screen. The game was turned on as usual by itself, blinking red multiple times. Yuki stared at the screen in disbelief as the red blinking message faded into the ether.

[Warning: Libido Level Critical. Performance boost unavailable until next recharge.]

[Hint: Drink "Eros Energy" or complete Side Quest: Tease Level MAX to restore performance stats.]

He groaned. "What the hell is a tease level max?" But even as he asked, a transparent progress bar appeared at the top of his vision: fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Tease Level: 84% Time Remaining: 15 minutes

Yuki looked toward the stairs where Aiko had disappeared. "Guess that means round two is locked until I can max this bar?" His lips twitched in annoyance, taking a sit on her couch.

Soon he was bored and decided to walk around her living room. He spotted a picture shelf and went over, his eyes mesmerized by Aiko's tanned skin beauty. "Damn, that her husband must be the most unluckiest man ever."

He grinned, "His loss though. If I can figure a way to make Aiko comfortable, maybe I can get to fuck her or just kiss her or ask her out." Lost in his thoughts, he didn't hear when Aiko came down the stairs.

"Mommy, who is this man?"

Yuki's eyes snapped to the child peeking from behind Aiko's legs. The boy wore a blue and white pirate costume, complete with a toy sword slung at his side and a striped bandana tied around his head. His sharp eyes, slightly narrowed in suspicion, instantly reminded Yuki of Sasuke Uchiha.

Yuki's mouth opened, then closed. He straightened up instinctively. Aiko blinked, as if just remembering Yuki was still standing there with his shirt slightly rumpled. A small blush emerged on her chubby cheeks.

"Missmi, this is Yuki. He is teaching Mommy how to bake a cake. I tried honey but I'm just good at lecturing."

Missmi was the non talkative kind. He didn't say a word and just accepted it, talking his walk onto the stairs. The awkwardness loomed over them, no one willing to speak.

"Um, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take off my pants. Honestly I don't even know what happened."

Aiko shifted uncomfortably, her arms wrapping around herself as she avoided Yuki's eyes. It was as if staring into his eyes evoked this forbidden attraction to him. "It's... okay. I mean, we were both kind of... not ourselves. Did you wear any cologne?"

"Not any that I know of..." Yuki sniffed himself just to be sure. His usual plain body spray was all he could scent. Nothing much... Unless, it was the male pheromone booster he was gifted.

But...

How?

How was this game even synced to reality?