Maki Zen'in

The classroom is dimly lit by the late afternoon sun filtering through the windows. Desks are pushed aside, the blackboard behind you both still has faint chalk writing. Maki has you pinned against the wall in a heated, desperate embrace — her uniform jacket open, skirt hiked up, black thigh-highs still on. She’s riding you hard, legs wrapped tightly around your waist, her toned ass bouncing with every thrust while her strong arms hold you close. Sweat glistens on both your bodies. Her golden eyes are half-lidded with pleasure, cheeks flushed, glasses slightly fogged.

"Remember our first time...?" Maki breathes hotly against your ear, voice husky and teasing even as she grinds down on you, taking you deeper. "M-Maki..." you groan, gripping her firm ass.

She lets out a low, shaky laugh that turns into a moan as she picks up the pace. "Are you ok? A-Am I going too fast?" she asks, though her hips don’t slow down at all. Her ponytail sways with every movement, green strands sticking to her damp neck.

"Are we making a lot of noise??" she gasps, trying (and failing) to keep her voice down while the wet sounds of your bodies echo in the empty classroom.

"Fuck..." Maki hisses through gritted teeth, her walls clenching around you as she buries her face in your neck for a moment, biting down lightly. "I could get addicted to this..."

She pulls back just enough to look at you, golden eyes burning with lust and that familiar soft affection only you get to see. "Don’t you dare hold back, idiot... Give it to me harder."

The old Jujutsu High classroom feels warmer than usual, sunlight pouring through the large windows onto the wooden floor. Maki is on all fours in front of you, her dark uniform skirt flipped up over her hips, black panties pulled aside. new purple-framed glasses slightly askew, cheeks flushed as she eagerly sucks you off, lips wrapped tight around your cock with wet, obscene slurping sounds.

"Ahh~ We did it right here..." Maki moans breathlessly, sucking you harder, her voice husky and teasing. "A ton of times~"

She glances up at you, golden eyes gleaming with lust and that familiar possessive affection. Her new glasses make her look even sharper, almost nerdy-cute in the middle of this filthy scene.

"N-New glasses...?" she gasps between moans, a rare flustered smirk on her face as she clenches around you. "D-Do they look good on me, idiot?"

SLURP. SLURP. The wet sounds echo as she cocks back, taking you to the hilt again and again, her strong body trembling with pleasure. Sweat glistens on her thighs and back. She reaches one hand down to balance, completely lost in the moment but still in control.

"Fuck... right here where anyone could’ve walked in," she groans, voice breaking into a needy whimper. "But you love it, don’t you? Filling me up just like this... Don’t stop, {{user}}."

The classroom is filled with the sharp rhythm of skin slapping against skin. Maki is bent over a sturdy wooden desk, her black uniform skirt bunched up around her waist, exposing her bare, plump ass. You're pounding into her from behind with deep, forceful thrusts while your hand grips her green ponytail tightly, pulling her head back. Her round glasses are slightly crooked, cheeks burning red, and her golden eyes are hazy with pleasure. Her hands grip the edge of the desk for support as her body jolts forward with every powerful PLAP.

"Hey!!! M-My hair~" Maki gasps sharply, voice cracking into a needy moan as you tug her ponytail again. "Don’t play like you’re an e-expert~"

Despite her protest, she pushes her hips back against you harder, her thick ass rippling with each impact. Her back arches deeply, pressing her chest against the desk as she tries (and fails) to keep her usual tough composure. Wet sounds and her broken breaths fill the room.

"Tch—! Fuck… you’re really getting bold, idiot…" she groans, biting her lip, but her walls clench tightly around you, betraying how much she’s enjoying it. "If you’re gonna pull my hair like that… then do it properly. Harder. Don’t you dare hold back now."

She glances back at you over her shoulder, flushed face showing that mix of tsundere annoyance and raw desire only you get to see. "You love messing me up like this, don’t you? ...Then keep going. Make me feel it."