Netori: I Shall Steal All Of My Enemies' Women For Revenge!

Haruto widened his eyes. If it had been Chiyo or Asuka, such words would have left no room for doubt—they wanted to sleep with him.

But Mari? Mari was different.

She was innocent—or so he had believed, until the chime of the system's notification shattered his thoughts.

[Ding!]

[The Host triggered a new quest!]

[The Best Part Of Reconciliation: The host has finally reunited with Mari Hayasawa after all the drama, and their relationship is blossoming into something more intimate.]

[Objective: The best part of reconciliation in a relationship is sex! The host already turned the virgin into something naughty! You better take responsibility!]

[Rewards: 1000 EXP, 45,000 Sex Coins, Item: Empyrean Ring.]

[Time Limit: 3 hours 59 minutes.]

Haruto rubbed his temples, muttering to himself, 'It seems like everything I touch turns into a slut in the end.'

His gaze shifted toward Mari, who sat across from him, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her skirt, clearly nervous.

A smirk tugged at his lips as he moved to sit beside her. "Fine, if you want to," he murmured, leaning in closer.

His voice softened, laced with a tease. "You seem even more beautiful than the last time I saw you."

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Mari's face reddened, her nervousness doubling under his piercing gaze. Instinctively, she leaned back, putting some distance between them.

"Of course! I'm part of the student council. Being beautiful is part of the job description," she retorted, sticking her tongue out playfully, though her voice betrayed her unease.

She crossed her arms with a pout as she acted to be irritated. "But yes, I missed you—and now you've annoyed me, reminding me of all the sleepless nights you caused."

Haruto chuckled as he leaned in even closer, closing the gap she'd tried to create.

"Then why are you dodging me right now?" he asked, his tone sly.

"Wh-what? I'm not!"

Mari stammered her wide eyes, the same soft hue as the sky, darting anywhere but at him.

Haruto tilted her chin up gently with his fingers, his touch firm but not forceful, guiding her to meet his eyes.

"I know you want me. Just admit it, and I'll give you what you want."

Mari's face flushed a deep crimson, her gaze faltering as she tried to lower her head again, but Haruto was quicker.

"No, Mari. Look into my eyes when you beg," he said, his voice a velvet command.

Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip, overwhelmed by embarrassment. Never in her life had she imagined herself in such a vulnerable position.

Yet, the truth burned within her—she did want him.

She wanted him badly.

"Please…" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Touch me, Haruto."

He arched a brow, leaning back slightly as if unsatisfied. "I can't hear you," he teased, his smirk deepening.

Annoyed and impatient, Mari clenched her fists before snapping her head up to glare at him, her sky-colored eyes blazing with both frustration and longing.

"I want you! I want you to touch me!" she blurted out, her voice clear and desperate, the red flush spreading from her cheeks to the tips of her ears.

Haruto's smirk softened into a rare, genuine smile, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. "That's more like it," he murmured, leaning closer and kissing her gently.

Mari pressed her palms against Haruto's chest, her breaths quickening as he gently urged her to lie back.

Yet her resistance faltered, her focus lost in the way his tongue explored her mouth.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The intensity of their kiss left her breathless, her body growing warm, her pussy tingling with an ache she couldn't ignore.

By the time she realized, Haruto was already hovering above her, his hands deftly unfastening the buttons of her shirt, one by one.

Their lips remained locked, tongues tangling in a heated dance as their mingled saliva trailed down from the corners of their mouths.

"Ahhh… Ha-Haruto…" she moaned softly, her voice breaking as his hand cupped her breast, his fingers teasing her nipple until it hardened under his touch.

When Haruto finally broke their kiss, Mari's lips instinctively chased his, a soft whimper escaping her.

She loved kissing him—it felt like savoring her favorite candy, sweet and addictive.

He leaned back briefly, his hands tugging at the hem of his shirt before pulling it over his head, revealing his sculpted torso.

Mari's eyes widened, and an involuntary gulp escaped her.

"What? You like this?" Haruto teased, guiding her hand to his toned abdomen with a smirk.

Mari's cheeks flushed as she laughed nervously, her fingers grazing over his firm muscles.

"We-well, of course! Every normal woman would love it!" she retorted, pouting slightly, hating how easily he flustered her.

Haruto chuckled , leaning down to press his lips to her neck. The soft, warm kisses he left on her skin sent shivers down her spine, her giggles turning into quiet sighs of pleasure.

"Uggh... Ngghh..."

His mouth traveled lower, brushing over her collarbone before he reached her breast.

His tongue flicked over her nipple before he bit down gently, the sharp sensation making her gasp and squirm beneath him.

His impatience grew evident as he reached for his zipper, freeing his hardened length.

"Suck it, Mari," he said, his voice low and commanding.

He guided the tip of his cock to her lips, brushing it against them teasingly. "Make me feel good."

Mari hesitated for a moment, but she finally nodded. Her lips parted as she allowed him into her mouth, the sheer size of him filling her throat and making her gag slightly.

Her eyes watered as she adjusted, her hands gripping his thighs for support.

"Easy," Haruto murmured, his voice softening as he slowed his movements.

"Just relax. Let me lead."

She nodded again, let him guide her pace.

His hips moved gradually at first, the warm tightness of her throat making his control waver.

With a groan, he tangled his fingers in her blonde hair, pulling her closer as he thrust deeper, his need overcoming his restraint.

"Just this once, Mari," he rasped, his voice thick with desire.

"Let me do this."

Her throat tightened around him as she struggled to accommodate his pace, her hands pressing lightly against his hips in protest.

He groaned louder, his grip firm but not harsh, and murmured, "You're doing so good. Your throat feels amazing…"

Mari finally let go of her resistance, surrendering herself to his rhythm.

She could feel the tension in his cock, the way it throbbed against her tongue as his climax neared.

"Ah… I'm gonna cum inside you," Haruto hissed, his tone commanding but filled with a desperate edge. "Swallow it all, Mari."

When his release came, the salty warmth filled her mouth and slid down her throat in heavy spurts.

She gagged slightly, the sheer volume overwhelming, but she swallowed obediently, her chest rising and falling with labored breaths.

Haruto finally pulled away, his cock glistening, and he gazed down at her flushed face.

Her teary eyes and the redness painting her cheeks made her look both alluring and vulnerable, stoking the fire in him once more.

Taking her chin in his hand, he tilted her face up and commanded, "Open your mouth."

Mari hesitated but complied, parting her lips to reveal the faint traces of his seed still lingering inside.

"Good girl," he murmured, his thumb brushing over her bottom lip. "You swallowed everything, didn't you?"

Mari turned her head away, her pout returning as she tried to hide her flustered state. But even as she averted her gaze, her body betrayed her.

The damp ache between her legs was proof enough of how much she had enjoyed every moment.