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The tram slowly rolled down the quiet streets of Setagaya, Tokyo. Rain tapped rhythmically on the roof and windows, like a gentle lullaby, while the flickering streetlights colored the droplets in soft shades of yellow and red.
The tram was almost empty. You leaned against the window, eyes closed, breathing steady, drifting almost immediately into drowsiness. Half-sleep mingled with the low hum of the motor and the occasional murmurs of other passengers. A monotone voice from the speakers announced the next stop.
The doors opened with a metallic click. He stepped in, hand on the rail, stopping nearby. The seats around were empty, but he chose this spot, standing across from you.
The presence of a new person immediately drew the attention of two elderly women.
“He looks like my grandson! Just as handsome!“ one said, smiling slightly.
His pink hair was wet, droplets slowly running down strands, catching the fluorescent ceiling light and turning into tiny sparkling points. His white hoodie clung slightly to his body, swaying with the slightest movement.
Minutes passed. You slowly opened your eyes and glanced around. Yuji stood there, looking down at you. His gaze was focused, almost studying, but silent. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, barely brushing your sneaker with his. He blinked. The movement was careless but noticeable attention grabbing. You raised an eyebrow, following that tiny touch with your eyes.
His shoulder leaned slightly, the hoodie shivered, a drop from his hair fell onto your jeans, leaving a dark spot. You lifted your gaze, your eyes met his. Yuji moved his foot again, lazily, touching your sneaker once more. You flinched slightly, but didn’t move away. Your foot stayed put.
He didn’t remove his.
Yuji slowly shifted his hand to another rail, fingers sliding over the cold metal, adjusting his grip. His body moved forward just slightly, barely noticeable, closing the distance by only a few inches.
Wet strands fell over his forehead, tips brushing his skin and sticking again. He blinked briefly. Breathing steady, chest barely rising under the damp fabric. He tilted his head slightly, eyebrow twitching upward as if silently questioning or testing your reaction.
You pressed your lips together and turned toward the window, covering part of your face with your sleeve.
He chuckled softly.
The tram kept moving, wheels quietly tapping the rails. Yuji didn’t straighten immediately, just adjusted his grip on the rail. His foot still remained next to yours.
After a while, the tram began slowing, leaning forward. A short beep sounded, doors sliding open. You stood up, adjusting your clothes, stepping onto the wet pavement. Moisture immediately seeped through your clothing and hair, a chill running over your bare ankles.
Heading toward your home, you heard Yuji step out after you, hopping over the narrow gap between the curb and sidewalk.
Water squelched under your feet. Slow steps echoed behind you.
You quickened your pace, shoulders tensing. The sound behind grew closer. You had just started running when strong arms caught you in a hold. You twisted, trying to push him away, elbow bracing against his chest.
Yuji smirked, holding you close and pulling you toward him.
“You should train harder“ his lips brushed your ear.
“I-I wasn’t really resisting…“ you exhaled through laughter, turning to him, wiping water from your face with the back of your hand.
Yuji smiled and leaned in, meeting you in a gentle kiss. Water dripped from his hair and your lashes, mixing between you. He adjusted the angle slightly, deepening the kiss slowly, without rushing, his hands sliding softly to your ass, keeping you close.
You grabbed his hand, fingers entwining, pulling him closer. Yuji smiled, yielding to your impulse, never letting go.
A small puddle formed on the floor as you entered the apartment. You kicked off your sneakers and outerwear, fingers brushing over wet fabric. Yuji pulled his hoodie over his head, hand running through damp hair.
You cast him a quick glance, biting your lower lip. Stripping off your shirt, you headed to the bathroom wearing only your underwear.
He paused for a second, eyes scanning your legs and curves. Yuji stepped closer, fingers delicately running through your hair, unraveling strands to fall on your shoulders.
“Shall we shower together?“ he smiled, voice dropping an octave. He leaned in, lips brushing your neck for a moment. Palms rested on your waist confident, not letting you pull away. You tilted back slightly, naturally closing the distance. Yuji’s fingers traced upward before slowly returning to your ass.
You turned and dropped to your knees in front of him. His gaze locked on your chest; he licked briefly, memorizing. The fabric of his boxers stretched, the dark color sharply contrasting with pale skin.
You carefully brought his hand to your lips, wetting his fingers with your tongue. Your eyes stayed on him. You needed to see every reaction.
“Fuck…“ he exhaled, voice rougher, lower.
You lifted slightly, leaving kisses on his chest, removing the boxers. His cock stood before your face.. heavy, pulsing. You gripped him with your fingers, lips brushing the pink tip.
Yuji inhaled sharply, fingers tangling in your hair. “Come on, my sweetheart…"
You looked up at him. Yuji looked so beautiful, your body responded immediately as your tongue slowly traced the length. Even the scars on his face added to the attraction. You took him deeper. Warm tension responded in your lower abdomen. Yuji moaned softly, breaking his breath.
When you pulled away, he held you, not letting go. Fingers dug into your hair, guiding. You leaned forward, playing with his balls. His breath grew heavier, voice almost a whisper.
Your palm moved along his length smoothly, no stops. Pace changed: softer, stronger, slower; you led, feeling the limits.
“My good girl…“his voice was almost hypnotic.
You focused on the tip again, running your tongue. Yuji arched involuntarily as you lifted, squeezing him between your chest. His moan deepened. He leaned in, no longer restraining himself.
“Where do you want me to cum?“
Tears formed on your cheeks as you took him to the base. Drool and natural lubrication trickled from your chin, glistening on skin. Yuji froze for a moment. Enough to lose the last bit of control.
“Wherever you want…“
You smiled and resumed, increasing the pace. Moments later his body tensed, hips jerked, a muffled moan escaping. Yuji froze, breathing hard. Chest heaving, he emptied into your mouth.
You swallowed it all, never breaking eye contact.
He ran his tongue over his lips, regaining himself, then leaned closer. His hand slid between your legs, fingers brushing your pussy. Yuji smirked, feeling the wetness.
“Your turn,“ he purred, lying on his back.
You froze a second, shyly looking at him, then slowly leaned in. He pulled you by your waist, guiding.
“Relax,“ Yuji said, eyes locked between your legs. “I love the view.“
You lowered onto his face, trembling. Breath uneven, excitement mixed with trust, but you weren’t stepping back. He knew what to do and how. Yuji immediately engaged, hands holding your ass, massaging gently, letting you relax.
“Y-yes…“ you closed your eyes, giving in to pleasure.
He growled softly, touching you. Each touch hot and precise, like the air in the room. No rush, everything deliberate.
But it was short-lived.
“Yes, my good girl…“
The pace suddenly picked up. Tongue working deeper and harder, going into your womb. Facial muscles tensed: back and forth, back and forth.
Your back arched, head tilted. Yuji didn’t look away. You could feel the smile there as he shifted to your clit, applying more pressure.
“Faster, Yuji! Please-“
It finally broke him, like a true aphrodisiac. He moaned low, almost predatory. You clung to him, body no longer obeying. Tremors surged in waves.
It felt like he was moving at the speed of light. Sharp inhale. Fingers clenched. Everything inside broke. Your body arched, breathing ragged. For a second, everything muted.
Yuji growled contently, stepping out from under you. His face glistening from your fluids. He caught your legs, tossing them over his shoulders, laying you on your back.
Your ears rang, like after a loud noise, breath uneven, returning slowly. You blinked, focusing. Your body still trembled. You kissed again, clumsy, hungry. His body pressed you to the floor. Yuji guided himself into your wet pussy.
You moaned, feeling him fill you completely. Warmth spread through your body like electricity. Fingers intertwined above your head. He growled softly, pressing into you.
Your hands roamed, adjusting him where needed, your body responding instinctively to every shift. He tilted his head, eyes locking on yours, breathing ragged.
“Feels so good…“he murmured, voice low, almost a growl.
You couldn’t stop, moving with him, feeling each wave of pleasure crash through your body. Tremors ran from your stomach to your toes, your breath hitching.
He shifted slightly, pressing himself deeper. Every inch of him felt impossibly warm, impossibly alive. Your moans mingled with his low groans, filling the room with heat and sound.
“Harder…“ you urged.
Time seemed to stretch, every second slow and precious. Yuji obeyed, thrusting with controlled strength, moving with a rhythm that made your body shiver uncontrollably.