Chapter 19: Work

The author is here. After the day I discovered Eleven Labs speech synthesis, I became obsessed and couldn't stop myself from trying how it all worked. I'm the kind of person who won't go to sleep until I've done what I set out to do. So there you have it.

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Chapter 19 is voiced in total, which is why it is so long, containing about 7000 words. The entire audio fanfic chapter file is 30 minutes long. This is the voice of Madara, modeled on the authentic voice of Naoya Uchida. It's an English voice based on the actor's voice who narrated Madara. This impresses me because it's pretty good technology. Haruko's sound was also created based on the voice of Japanese actress Tomatsu Haruka. Since this is pure 🔞lewd content, it is available on my Patreon for free viewing. 🔗The link to listen/watch the video - 🔗HERE🔗 Dropbox allows you to watch the first 30 minutes only if you are not registered. The entire video is 37 minutes long, but you can download it.
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Holy shit. It was complicated, costing me 120 thousand words and re-edits because this speech synthesis had terrible emotions or artifacts. I needed to be more picky to be satisfied with the result. I reworked the same sentences many times. Of course, it can't be as emotionally vivid as a human voice. But overall, it's still perfect. It was an exciting and enjoyable experience.

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🗓️  1 week after |  Tuesday | February 21, 200X 

 

Osaka Police Department

Madara's Office

🕛 12:20 

"Oh, Haruko, you came so fast." Madara sipped his coffee and guffawed. "I didn't mean a cum as you thought."

I giggled, "Yes, a sleazy wordplay, pervert."

"You hot, sexy woman satisfied yourself with your pretty fingers thirty minutes ago." As he sat on top of the table, he confessed.

Over the door, I leaned back and shrugged. "We had a great chat, and you made me whack off instead of fucking me, you rude stud."

"The fun of sexting isn't limited to getting horny or exercising some erotic tension; it's also a good way to discuss your sexual fantasies, Haruko." Madara chatted. 

"Those sexts you sent me turned me on. You're always late at work, and I have one hour off from my temp job, so I want to make the most of it. I missed you." I preached.

"My dear, I must admit that I was also aroused by the nude pictures you sent me. You liked our filthy little game, didn't you?" He stepped closer to me, angled toward my face.

I glimpsed at him. "Yeah, a lot." The gaze of Madara was fixed on my neckline.

"When you walked through my threshold, don't tell me you were traversing the hallway with that cleavage showing," he stated with interest. 

"So what? Is it jealousy that someone is going to stare at my boobs?" I asked flirtatiously.

"Who knows," he smirked in response. "I dislike the thought of someone else ogling your body."

"I can't believe Mr. bossy guy woke up. I undid a few buttons on my blouse to make my entrance more enticing for you, Madara," I purred.

His partially unbuttoned shirt caught my attention, and I trailed my indexes along his shoulder. "Did I mention how great you look in your police uniform?" I asked, playfully unfastening the remaining buttons and gliding my hand across his well-defined abs. "But I'd prefer to take it off you," I enthusiastically continued. "Is it time for you to become a bad cop?" I winked, adding a touch of mischief to my tone.

Madara's smug glance locked with mine. "You truly are a red-hot and alluring woman," he remarked with a hint of admiration. He tenderly took hold of my hand and kissed my forehead passionately. Sensual pleasure coursed through me as his contact electrified my senses. His hands reached my waist and skillfully crept to my hips, drawing us nearer.

"Mm, I am." I nipped my lower yap. "Did you wank your dick while we sext?" 

His gaze shifted downward, directing it at his pants. "See for yourself," he sneered, causing a flash of lust to light up my eyes.

"I knew it." I avowed.

Flashback 30 minutes ago | 📱 Sexting 💌
*The same texts from the screenshots are written below.

💌 Haruko, 11:40: Hey Madara 💋 my Baby

💬 Madara, 11:40: Hey, honey 🔥
💬 Madara, 11:40: How are you

💌 Haruko, 11:40: I am constantly horny 😈

💬 Madara, 11:41: Same
💬 Madara, 11:41: Craving you

💌 Haruko, 11:41: I just want to get on top of you and grind my clit against your dick while I cum

💬 Madara, 11:41: Mm, good girl. 😏 Make me hard by telling me more

💌 Haruko, 11:41: I want you to take my hand, put it on the underside of your dick, and rub it up and down until it's hard.

💬 Madara, 11:41: Oh yes. Is that throbbing satisfying to you?

💌 Haruko, 11:41: Fuck yes

💬 Madara, 11:42: Look so pretty with your perfect little hand wrapped around my big dick, stroking it while you look deep into my eyes.

💌 Haruko, 11:42: Fuck yeah! 👄

💬 Madara, 11:42: Right now, how wet are you?

💌 Haruko, 11:42: DRIPPING 💦

💬 Madara, 11:42: Haruko, you just made my cock rock hard

💌 Haruko, 11:42: It's so gorgeous. I want to feel you throb against my face while I hold it

💬 Madara, 11:42: Tell me more

💌 Haruko, 11:42: I'm playing with my wet pussy now 

💬 Madara, 11:43: I want much more explicit details

💌 Haruko, 11:43: My fingers are inside me, moving in and out, my thumb rubbing my clitoris. My pussy is glistening with pleasure.

💬 Madara, 11:43: Mm I love that

💌 Haruko, 11:43: I feel the slickness between my legs, the heat building in my core. I am moaning softly

💬 Madara, 11:43: I want all of your pussy juice on me

💌 Haruko, 11:43: Mmmm keep going ❤️

💬 Madara, 11:43: You are on your hands and knees, presenting your ass to me. I am behind you, thrusting my fingers inside of you.
💬 Madara, 11:43: Your moans are music to my ears

💌 Haruko, 11:43: Ohh fuck...Madara...you can hear my breathing getting heavier
💌 Haruko, 11:43: Are you playing with yourself right now?

💬 Madara, 11:44: I might be.
💬 Madara, 11:44: I'm thinking about your body and how it feels perfect against mine.

💌 Haruko, 11:44: Oh. Baby, it's hard to concentrate at work; all I can think of is taking you in my mouth

💬 Madara, 11:44: I wish I had your sexy ass lying here

💌 Haruko, 11:44: Hmm 👀 😇￰ doing what?

💬 Madara, 11:44: Everything

💌 Haruko, 11:44: Hmm? Be specific. 💬

💬 Madara, 11:44: Your ass cheeks are tight and juicy, and when I press down, I can feel the muscle moving. I run my hands across your thighs, feeling the muscles contract and flex as you writhe in ecstasy. I take a moment to savor the feel of your warm skin.

💌 Haruko, 11:44: God...

💬 Madara, 11:44: I would pin your hands to the table while fingering you. You'd be helpless and unable to move.

💌 Haruko, 11:44: Omg 🔥🔥🔥 then what

💬 Madara, 11:44: My tongue slides easily through your lips and licks hungrily at your clit. Once I have it in my mouth, I suck gently on it, applying pressure as needed while my fingers begin to fuck you harder.

💌 Haruko, 11:46: Mm fuck, I'm so close

💬 Madara, 11:46: Where

💌 Haruko, 11:46: I'm in the cabin, having left my desk

💬 Madara, 11:46: Cum for me

💌 Haruko, 11:46: I want you to feel it dripping out of me so I can be your little cumslut all-day

💬 Madara, 11:46: Want that right now

💌 Haruko, 11:46: I can't fucking wait to be railed

💬 Madara, 11:46: We can and we should

💌 Haruko, 11:46: I can't wait to have you inside me as you play with my clit and ram me so hard that my legs tremble.

💬 Madara, 11:46: Oh yeah, you'll get mounted and roamed until you go so out of it from my deep thrusts that your mind goes blank

💌 Haruko, 11:47: I want to gasp for air while begging for more.

💬 Madara, 11:47: You are going to throat my cock as I eat your pussy

💌 Haruko, 11:47: Ah... Yess

💬 Madara, 11:47: Fuck. Haruko, I want that so bad
💬 Madara, 11:47: I want to go all night
💬 Madara, 11:47: Make you cum

💌 Haruko, 11:47: Repeatedly?

💬 Madara, 11:47: I'd love to

💌 Haruko 11:47: Until I scream

💬 Madara, 11:47: Over and over and over

💌 Haruko, 11:47: I want to be shaking

🔞📨🎤*Madara sending a voice message*🔔

💬 Madara, 11:47: Oh yes, I won't stop! I'll make you shake; that's such a turn-on for me.

💌 Haruko, 11:48: When you toss me around, then stick it in me in different positions, I love it 🥵

💬 Madara, 11:48: You whimper as I press harder, needing more of me. My heavy balls slap against your clit as I FUCK YOU HARD.

💌 Haruko, 11:48: mmm... 🌡️ 🫠

💬 Madara, 11:48: Enjoy my big dick fucking you from behind

💌 Haruko, 11:48: 🥵 Ohh, I miss your big dick in my tight wet pussy

🔞📨🎤*Haruko sending a voice message*🔔

💬 Madara, 11:48: Mm, I like hearing your voice
💬 Madara, 11:48: I want to hold you against the wall and kiss your body

💌 Haruko, 11:49: God, that's so hot 🤤🌶️💨

💬 Madara, 11:49: I'll be the bad cop

💌 Haruko, 11:49: 👮 Handcuff me
💌 Haruko, 11:49: Tie me up

💬 Madara, 11:49: I will

💌 Haruko, 11:49: Ohh fuck... Madara, you made me cum

💬 Madara, 11:49: Babe. I'm assuming it's a nice view 😉

💌 Haruko, 11:49: Ugh such a tease 😶

💬 Madara, 11:49: If you were here, I'm going to tease the hell out of you before I let you cum all over my face 👅

💌 Haruko, 11:49: My God, I need you. 😈

🔞📨🤳*Madara receives the photo* 📸

💬 Madara, 11:50: Hell, you're playing with fire there with that nude image of you

💌 Haruko, 11:50: Dirty boy, did you like it?

💬 Madara, 11:50: Babe, you shouldn't have covered your tits with your hand

💌 Haruko, 11:50: You will soon see them for yourself, fufu 🤭🤭🤭🍒

💬 Madara, 11:50: I will not only gaze, but I will bite, squeeze, and press against your boobs.

💌 Haruko, 11:50: I'll be with you shortly, Mr. Uchiha Madara Perv 😝

💬 Madara, 11:50: You got me so pumped up Haruko

💌 Haruko, 11:50: 😘💋

The end of the flashback

"This sexting was fun; I would like to repeat that." I cheered. "Being able to sext (*send sexually-oriented text messages) is a great way to get horny and start a fire," I concluded.

He grinned. "Yeah, true, Haruko. I thought someone said we've been fucking like bunnies lately?"

"I did say it; I'll take it back, as I didn't expect to be so enamored... The fact is that we fuck four or five times a day, if not more, but... Having you in my life is like having a drug."

He enfolded and kissed me softly on the rims, then whispered in my ear. "We are some kind of sex virus." He chuckled, then added mischievously, "I think we need to take it easy for a while, don't you?"
I detected him stir, Madara's hand nearing to massage between my legs.

I looked up at him, meeting his gaze with confusion and apprehension. "What do you mean?" 

"I have a strong appetite for shagging, so you will have difficulty dealing with me. You were warned, hottie." He joked.

"You've got me addicted. It's your fault." I snickered. 

"Mm?" He sneered and nodded, coasting his hand down my back. "I can't keep my hands off you. When I'm hungry for you, the only way to satisfy my craving is to shag you some more."

"Well, I wouldn't mind." I curved my head and flecked my gob, squirming slightly. "It feels so sensational. My libido matches yours, so I need it quite often, too. When your hot figure is near me, it's a waste not to bonk you."

"It was my prediction that you wouldn't be able to get out of bed once you tasted sex. I was right. Your multi-orgasmic nature is wonderful; I couldn't ask for more." He simpers.

"You're so lucky, lecherous man." I beamed and pulled his shirt band to my jaws.

"Precisely." He looked at his watch. "If we get caught, I'm in trouble. But you made it in time; it's about lunch break."

"Mmm..." I nip my maw. "Slam the fucking door, Madara."

"Gods, you're so wild, minx. You know how to turn me on instantly. You succeeded, I'm so horny and hard-on right now, and I want to fuck your mouth first."

"Yeah?" I sneered. He leaned against the wall in the room, grinning at me.
"Yeah, so how long do you stand out near that exit?

I blushed and forced him against the wall, sliding my arms and engulfing him. "I don't know. Why?"
He inched his hands under my skirt and pulled me next to him. "Just wondering."
The fingers of his hand brushed along my hold-ups and found their way to the bare flesh of my thighs as they glided up to caress underneath my skirt.
"Oh, Haruko, you're without panties. You're such a naughty bimbo." He impressed.
"Well, I was hoping someone would like this." After squeezing him through his jeans, I grimaced.
"Mmhm." He tilted his head to the side and placed a smooch, running his hand over my buttocks. "Someone might. It's time to get down on your knees, Haruko." He wore a smug expression. 

My hands were on his belt as I secured the entrance and shoved him opposite the wall.

"Bring it on, my dirty gorgeous slut." Madara advised, surveying me.

"The sound of snarling right now would replace that arrogant smirk on your handsome face, bad boy," I commented with narrowed eyes.

I dropped to my knees and unbuckled his belt, unzipping and removing his jeans. I looked up at him and took his member into my pout, howling lightly as I slurped on him.

"Mm, yeah." He threaded his hands into my hair and cinched me in, tilting his head back against the wall. "Fuck, your mouth feels so pleasurable."

I unveiled my gaze and worked my beak, cradling his whang, swirling my lingua over the tip. I bobbed my head, sliding my gob up, exploring him slowly. He pushed his hips up and grabbed the back of my head, thrusting into my muzzle. He inclined his head and watched me, his eyes hooded and jaws slightly open. I parted my sight and looked up at him, gently running my tongue over the tip and imbibing on it. I swallowed around him and grumbled, taking him far-reaching.

 "Fuck, that's blissful." He sighed and cocked my head back, polishing his shaft along my face.
"My little treasure, don't make me finish too quickly. I want to enjoy it more."

"Mmm. I will prolong your fun; no need to worry." I looked up at him again and took his cock back into my chops, hollowing out my cheeks. I steadily bobbed my head, taking him as thoroughly as possible.

"Oh yeah, that's it." He leaned upon the wall, coasting his fingers into my scalp.

"Uhmh." I hummed again and swiveled my licker to engulf him, trying to make it as gratifying as I could. I wanted to make him feel as wonderful as he made me feel.

He pulled my hair and arched his back, letting out a low lament. "Haruko, you're so amazing."

"Mmhmm," I whined and bent over, honing myself through the fabric. "Goodness, gracious!!"

He grabbed my hand and pulled it away, guiding me back to his manhood. Grumbling, he buckled even more, forcing his way into my gob. 
"Oh yeah." He swallowed, for his throat was dry.

I grated his glans with my tongue, trying to make my way further. He stroked his hands aside my back, petting my ass. "So good~" 

"Uh-huh." While stroking him with my hand, I whimpered and enclosed him. "You like that, handsome?"

"M...~ Haruko." He gasped for air, groping my hand. "Very fucking much so."

"Mmhmm." I tasted him unhurriedly, teasing him. "Come on, make louder sounds, Madara," I demanded.

"Yeah, like that." Madara snarls and gritts his teeth. "Damn." He let go of my hand and grabbed the back of my head, jostling my maw over his organ.
"Shit~..." He arched his eyebrows at me. 

"Oh, Jesus." I griped and tried to relax my throat, closing my gaze.

"That's it, babe." He pulled my hair again, bucking his haunches up into my throat. "Nh!"

"Mmm." I shut firmly and focused on breathing through my nose, letting him use my smacker as he wanted.

"Aah- sh- fuck~!" He came with a grunt, heaving into my gnasher as he filled my throat with jizz.

"Ohh!" I pulled away and coughed, swallowing quickly. With a sneer and a lick of my margins, I glanced up at him and rested my back against the wall.

"~ Geez!" He ran his hands through his coif, looking at me with a wide famished gaze.
"Well done!" He panted exhaustedly.

"You okay?" I wiped my muncher with the back of my hand and pulled him into a hug, bestowing him with a peck.

Haruko muses. 💭I could feel the heat spreading through his body as he surrendered to my mouth's delight. I adored how he submitted to me, allowing himself to let go and granting me control. It was one of the aspects I cherished most about him. He pulled away quietly, peering into my soul. Something in his gaze made my heart stop beating for a moment. 

He exuded a loving gleam and lust, releasing an extensive, longing sigh.
"Yeah. You've fucked my brains out with a blowjob, babe. I can't get enough of your sugary opening on me."

"Madara, your groans during blowie were a little quieter than at home," I said with a snicker, "Or maybe it's only me."

"No, they weren't." He shook his head and bent his forehead toward mine. "Fuck that was marvelous."

"I hope so." I giggled and gave a snog on his cheek. "Bringing you pleasure is my delight."

"You do. Every time you get more demanding and racy, my little hot vixen." He cradled me in his arms in a warm embrace as he cast a shadowy glance at me.

"I can be one hell of a demanding bitch, honey." I winked at him. 

"You have the most seductive mouthpiece ever, Haruko, not only when you blow me but when you talk such brazen words. You make me crazy with desire. Come here!" He pulled me to him.
"No matter where we are, I can't get enough sex with you."

I moaned quietly and ran my hands over his torso, grabbing his shoulders as he rolled his hamstrings beside me again. "I do, too. When I gave you a headmouth, I got so excited."

He smiled cunningly and eased a hand between us, edging at my clit. "Because I wanted to do it myself, I didn't let you rub yourself while sucking me off. Mmm, you're so drenched, Haruko."

"Always for you." I tilted my head back and wailed, rocking my lower waist into his hand. "You make me feel so slutty."

"Whether with my fingers, mouth, dick or whatever suits your fancy, I will whack you hard every chance I get." Madara convinced.

"Those are the qualities I adore about you. Become a fucking beast and wear me out." I preached.

With one finger in my mouth and the other hand inside my cunt, he declared. "Spread wide, cutie."

Gulping on his thumb, I pulled away and breathed in sharply. "Mm fuck.. Madara...you're so bossy..." He nibbles my nape relentlessly. "It got me all hot and bothered." I huffed.

"Dirty little angel." He cracked and impelled two digits into me, pumping them quickly. He pressed down on my clit, rubbing hard. "Cum for me, dear."

"Oh fuck I'm cumming." I wrapped my legs around his waist and urged into his hand, climaxing with a long sigh. "Ohh, Madara."

"Good girl." He withdrew his phalanxes and lashed them clean while my head rested on his shoulder. While we stood next to the wall, I caught my chuff for a moment.

"After the raging cum you just had, I wonder how many more times you can take. Torturing you is my fetish." He bragged, and I wriggled, replying huskily. "It's your call, baby. Treat me as you wish, no strings attached."

"Right now, I will screw you to the bone." He picked me up and shoved me onto the table, pressing his prick into my thighs, grinding upon them.
"Haruko, you always crave for more, don't you?" He leered wickedly.

I crumb my lip in despair. "Jesus, you are so rough. I love it. Some of me would like it if you could bind my hands." I confessed.

He spread my legs as if to devour me, laving up every inch of my slit until it couldn't get any more swollen. His silky hair brushed near my thighs as he took his time, dragging his luscious palate up to my clitoris and swirling it around boldly. I was so sensitive and twitching under his licks. He gripped my hips firmly and began torturing my muff even more.

"Yes, scream with ecstasy and pain," he said, sneering at what he was doing to me, satisfying by hurting, giving me a mixture of both sensations that made this moment indescribable. I locked my legs encircle his head, and brushed his curls with my hand, embracing him towards me, lamenting like a whore.

"Mmhm! Yes, please keep going!" I barely croaked out before he looked up at me with intense hunger, smirking between savoring me and letting his lingual graze my clit gently. It pulsated, enveloping him as he longed for it to surrender entirely to him. I mourned in contentment and pain as he continued pounding away at my snatch until he brought me over the edge of orgasm again. As I accidentally bumped into the stacks of papers, I suddenly fell onto the table. I heard a rumbling noise, felt my knees give way, and witnessed other objects crashing alongside them.

Madara's eyes flash with a predatory ferocity. A slight grin breaks out on his narrow mouth, and he settles into the chair. "What a view... I want your ass lying in front of me, as I told you in the message. Fuck, you're divine. Sprawling there on the table, half-naked, thighs shining from your milt and your wetness, mush swelled, and pussy glistening with how much you've been yearning for this..."

"Ah...holy shit..." While lounging on his desk, I huffed and tilted my thighs downward. "You make everything we discuss come true; you're one hell of a wonderful paramour." I blocked out, taking a heartfelt whiff.

"Getting you tethered is something we should do; I'm glad you finally suggested it. I have been captivated by your ebullient wanderings of imagination so far; it's right up my alley." He chatted.

"Oh," I exhaled, meeting his gaze, "Madara, I'd love to know more about your kinks in sex since you've never told me about them."

He yanked me onto his lap. I felt his erect shaft through my skirt as I sat astride him. Inviting, sturdy flesh met me, and I squirmed toward him.

"Even though my carnal fantasy may seem wild and dark, I'll tell you about it someday. For now, the only thing that matters is...— " Madara jammed a hand underneath and mashed my ass against him. I whimpered as he placed his lips to mine.

He broke our kiss and growled at me, "I want to fuck you again. I want all of you."

"Ah, you have such a short recovery period for the next round," I murmur. "I'm fond of that."

They feel a mutual chemistry that increases every time they trace. When her borders touched his, he sensed a zap, like electricity, but it was a good feeling. Uchiha could feel the heat emanating from her. He can sense the passion and fire that Haruko has. She's more a tigress than a lioness. Madara becomes possessive and demanding in his behavior.

I took a condom from my drawer and gave it to her.
"Will you help me out, babe?" I beamed.

She gave me a slitted look while muttering. "With pleasure." Haruko ripped off the label with her teeth and spat it out, carefully taking the condom in her mouth. She knelt and put it over my shaft using her lips while I sat in my chair.

I grinned contentedly, resting a hand on my cheek. "You make it so devilishly sexy, Haruko," I cooed.

She lifted her skirt. She shivered and nudged her hips forward, boning her clit across my stiff cock. "Oh, my goodness." Haruko pinched her lower rim.

"Fuuuck." I covered my sight and held still, coating my hands up and down her sides.
"Ahhh, Haruko." I clasped her firmly, burrowing into her scruff. "I need you on my prick. Come on." I held still and rubbed her. She opened my shirt and kissed me again, jolting me back on the stool.

"Mmhm, baby, I like your desperation." She moaned, swiping a hand between us. She lowered her hand and grabbed my tool, stroking it inch by inch as she hastened against me.
"Your schlong feels so fantastic."

"Oh, Haruko." I held my breath and lodged my forehead next to her shoulder. "Get on me." I declared.

"Okay." She shoved me back onto the seat and crawled over me, grinding her minge over my whang. With her grasp extended, she grabbed my cock, pushing herself onto him slowly.
"Holy crap!" She hopped on top of me in the recliner and moved, undulating, clashing her clit along my pelvic bone.
"Ohh fuck... it feels so enjoyable in this position." She cursed.

"A-h! Yes." I grabbed Haruko's waistline and hauled her, seizing her still. "So heavenly."

She slanted and kissed me, wrapping her arms and encasing me.
"Ah, Haruko~" I thrust against her, grabbing her ass. "You're so flawless."


"Mm.." She undulated her hips and pitched, howling. "Oh, it is exquisite." 

"Ngh, yeah." I clasped my thighs and bleated, sealing shut. "You feel so sensational, so warm, so damp."

She angled her head back and inhaled sharply, pressing her hands to my head. "Uhh, Madara, your dick is so thick."

"Mmm." I slid my hands up her sides and reclined to kiss her, bucking my pelvis into her. "Ohhfh!" She pulled my hands to her breasts, whinging as I squeezed. "Oh, splendid! Yes!" She cried out.

"Fuck, your tight pussy is everything." I flicked my marges and grabbed her haunches again, yanking her vigorously. "You're so fucking thrilling."

"Madara!" She scraped her lip and rocked her flanks back and forth, tilting her head up.
"Oh!~" Haruko latched onto me and wailed.

"That's it, babe, just like that." Taking her strands and tugging her firmly, I frenetically kissed her.

"Come on, ram me deeper!" She arches her back to receive a tremendous drive, reaching for new extremes of bliss. With plenty of force, I grabbed her midsection and jerked her forward onto me. I bite my lower gab and then shove my hands into Haruko's wavy curly hair at the back of her head.

"I love it when you ride me, it feels so good riding my schlong," I muttered.

"Your rod is so deep in me. Holy fuck!" She trapped me in her embrace and bawled.

"Yeah." Her ass was clamped, and I pulled her inclined, plunging into her again.

"Ngh, Jesus!" She pushed back into me and yelped, her legs shaking. She sped up, mewling with every jab. Her body was quivering and contorting from our lovemaking. She held my shoulders.

"Mhh fuck!" I whined and tapped my thighs to take as much of her as possible.

"Ugh, F- Fuck yes!" She screamed and collapsed upon my chest, squeezing her eyelids taut and trying to breathe. "Oh, gosh!"

As I kissed her on the clavicle and snuggled my face against her scruff, I pressed deeper inside her. "I love fucking you."

She rolled her groin, snuffling faintly. "Aah, please don't stop."

"I don't want to," I growled into her ear, licking her isthmus. "You're so tight and cozy that it feels like a humid vice along my wang." Haruko felt me hiss and lunge for her teats, gently cupping them with my teeth, hauling them, and drinking them.

Madara's mind. 💭 The fact that she is wrapped around me is almost too much to bear. I never get tired of fucking her, of feeling her tighten me, of hearing her cries of ecstasy. The way she's enveloped me feels too good. I lose all sense of time as I sink and sweep into her wet warmth. Her snug cunt, her yelps, her fire. She is everything that I have ever wanted. Her skin is glowing with a sheen of sweat. Her locks are a wild mass of curls, obscuring her face. Her movements are sinuous and graceful.

As we move together, as our bodies collide and sync, I know this is what it's all about. He rocked in and out of me, burying his face into my tits and inspecting it with his greedy stare. Keeping his hands on my waist, he pumped into me faster and more pervasive, pulling me onto his glans. I was so moist; the juices from my twat made a slick sucking sound each time we tugged apart and slammed back together. We joined like animals, writhing to get further, more vigorous, and faster. My bust bounced and swayed as I arched my back and groaned at him to keep fucking me.

"Oh, Madara! I love the way you stretched me up." Covering my vision, I indulged in lustful cravings. I grabbed onto his arms, keening as he whammed into me again. He noshes my ear, making me shiver.

"You're so hottie." He mewled, and I could feel the vibration of the sound through my skin and bones. He thumbed my nipples and guzzled indomitable on my neck, trying to bring me over the edge before him. I yelped in protest — I wanted to come with him.

"So are you." I took a long puff and rocked my midriff, trying to stay with him. "Oh, yes!"

"Ngh fuck, I am going to cum." Madara snapped and put his hand between us; he continued rubbing my clit while rolling his hipbones leisurely.

"Ahh!" I wept and jolted my hips up, gasping for breath. "That's fucking it, yes! Right there!" I cling to the table's edge with one hand, using the other to grip Madara's hair as he fucks me, deepening to the max.

"Mmm, yes!!" I feel his rod pulse, and he grunts when he cummed. Intensely pushing into me, he held me still.
"I love the way you feel on my dick." He groans loudly as he reaches his climax, and I scream out in fulfillment as my orgasm takes over.

"Ah, wow!" I coiled my arms over him, kissed his nape, and pressed my face into his shoulder. We were panting and sweating a little. He measuredly slacked his pace, stroking his knuckles through my mane.
"That was impeccable." I sighed and relaxed, cuddling against him. Feeling completely content, I rested my head contrary to his ribcage and clutched my eyelids together.

"Mm, yeah." He held still, massaging my spine with a hand.
"Fuck, you're splendid, my babe." Reclining in his chair, he lets out a relaxed exhale, briefly shutting his gaze as he distances himself from the scene.

I smiled up at him, grabbing his arm and squeezing. "You're unrivaled in sex."

"Yeah?" He caressed his thumbs along my sides. "Thank you."

I stand beside him while Madara removes the condom and cleans the mess. He slipped his pants back into place and adjusted his belt. Then he fastened his shirt.

His smackers tenderly brushed against mine as he leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "You always ignite a fire within me." He kisses me delicately and pulls me into an embrace.

"Thank you. I am waiting for the wild night, as usual, Mr. Uchiha Perv." I gave him a peck on the cheek and enveloped him in a balmy hug.

"You'll get it, I promise." He clutched me closely, resting my head on his bosom, and gently kneaded my back.
 
"I can't wait until tonight." I parted my lip and giggled. "I'm excited."
"Me too." He beamed out at me and smoothed my tresses away. I checked my outfit and tucked my skirt back into place.

"Can I ask you something?" I murmured, glancing at him with a hint of hesitation.

"Sure, what is it?" he asserted, his tone steady and attentive.

"I just wanted to know how you feel about me," I muttered soothingly.

Madara neared, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead, and whispered, "I like you." His voice sent a jolt through my stomach, a mix of excitement and uncertainty.

"I... like —" I began to whisper tentatively, but before I could finish, Madara drew me near and brushed his kissers alongside mine. It was gentle but insistent, and I melted into him, opening up to him fully.  

💭 She muses. But still, it was too soon to talk about some relationship; at least now, I knew something more about his emotions toward me. The word 'like' carried different meanings. Did he like me as a friend? As a lover...or as a...—?

Before I could respond or finish my train of thought, he swiftly scooped me up and tossed me over his shoulder, catching me off guard.

"Come on, let's go." His sound was as gentle as his rocking motion, shifting my shape over his shoulder with both arms. His actions made it clear that there would be no going back. Madara had already started walking away from the office, taking control of the situation. I was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do - this wasn't how things should go.

"Hey, what are you doing!" I shrieked.

"There's still some time before work. How about we go out and grab something to eat?" he proposed, patting my ass playfully.

"Ah, I'd love to, but I prefer to walk on my own feet. Set me on the ground." I exclaimed, my protest tinged with a mix of reluctance and amusement.

"No," he replied coolly, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Not today, beautiful. I'll carry you, and then I'll give you a ride to your workplace."

My feet dangled in the air as Madara continued to walk. I screamed for him to put me down, but it was useless. He was moving too quickly, and I couldn't keep up. He quickly reached the exit. His chest was still as a rock while he held me, and I felt warm. His hand circled my lower back, and he secured me with a firm grasp before setting my feet on the ground. 

"I'm sorry," he said. "But I had to do this. You're not angry about it?" he asked, lowering me toward his car. I sluggishly stood up, my heart fluttering in my cavity. There was a hint of vulnerability and something else in his speech that I couldn't quite identify.

He began speaking, "I know we don't have much history —" but before he could finish his sentence, I couldn't resist. I grabbed onto him and kissed him passionately, cutting him off mid-sentence.

"You're so unpredictable, man," I cooed, my tone laced with admiration and intrigue. "But I think I can get used to it."

"I don't have to be infallible." Madara continued after a brief pause. "You'll discover more about my character, and there might be aspects you won't like."

"Like what?" I asked curiously.

His expression softened, and he took a step and snuggled up to me. "You'll see in due time. My identity won't change. Just as you shouldn't alter yourself for another, it's okay to accept people as they are. I wanted to tell you my point of view on it." Madara murmured, his husky voice brushing over me. 

"I agree with you, and I'm genuinely interested in getting to know you and your true self," I admitted.

"I have a bad tendency to be cruel sometimes. If you ever witness my anger, I hope it never happens in your presence. My profession involves a constant struggle contrary to the violence in the world around me," he explained with a solemn visage.

I stood there, confused and uncertain, trying to process what happened. Madara glanced at me, his narrowed eyes avoiding direct contact with mine.

I give him a sad, knowing smile. "I understand," I say gently, "and I have the quirks that set me apart from others."

He takes the gun from his waistband and extends it toward me. "This only comes into play when my job requires violence."

Madara takes a comprehensive respiration, holsters the gun, and his features soften. I meet his glance and gently reassure him, "It's okay. We all have the quirks that we grapple with." I pat his arm for comfort. I take a step back and enfold him securely, whispering mellowly. "Don't worry, my tough macho, it's all going to be alright." He let out a low chuckle at my words.

💭 As I pondered, Madara remained somewhat of a mystery. I should start by comprehending his motivations and passions to understand him truly. I suspected his occasional impulsiveness was driven by a deep desire to protect the innocent and uphold his sense of justice.

🕛 13:30 | Outside near Haruko's workplace

After lunch, Madara brought Haruko to her office. They were standing next to the facility.

He kissed me unendingly and serenely, coaxing my mug to open with his tongue. I complained to him as he explored every inch of it, tangling my pinkies in his hair as he intensified the kiss. He shifted me so my breasts were cradled along his thorax, exploring every inch of my form with his hands and mouth. He braced himself against me, always mindful of my sensitivity. We kissed until we were breathless, and I grew lightheaded and dizzy from delight. There was nothing else in the world except for him and how he made me feel; everything else seemed trivial and insignificant.

As the passionate moment subsided, she found herself contemplating. 💭 Madara was tall and looked strong, but it was more the way he carried himself than the muscles and bone structure he possessed. He was comfortingly familiar. His shoulder muscles were firm and defined. He was hot, his system radiating heat, his skin feverish, his touch almost pleading. His build was rough and forceful toward mine, his arms around my back. The perception of his chest next to mine triggered a spike of arousal in my body. It was as if he wanted to mold me to him, to make me one with him. His scent was intoxicating but slightly bitter in a way I couldn't place.

When he finally released me from his clasp, a sense of hankering filled the space he left behind. Madara's smile illuminated his face as he gently brushed his thumb over my cheekbone, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake. "Until tonight, Haruko," he whispered before leaving for work.

Little did they know the twists and turns that awaited them in the years ahead. Despite his admirable qualities, Madara possessed a dark side. He harbored ruthlessness and a tendency for vengeance, particularly towards those who dared challenge him. Guided by his moral code and driven by impulsive tendencies, he often acted without considering the consequences. To truly understand Madara, one must grapple with these defining characteristics that shape his persona. As expected, such an attitude had earned him numerous enemies who sought violent retribution against him. In a world dominated by violence, whether peace has a place remains unanswered, lingering in the uncertain future. Madara walked a dangerous path of self-destruction, but that's a tale for another time. For now, enjoy his past existence, away from the destined future. XD

Haruko disappeared through the sliding doors, entering her workplace. The office was all white — the slick tiled floor, blindingly bright walls, and even the receptionist's desk made from glass. Light poured into the room from three walls made of blue glass, casting a serene ambiance. A towering potted palm tree stood in one corner, adding a touch of nature to the space. Haruko had secured a temporary position at the bank, handling new customer account transactions and deposits. During their stay in Osaka for Madara's business trip, she was grateful to have found employment again. In the span of a short time, both her life and surroundings underwent rapid changes. They had been in Osaka for a month now, and with spring on the horizon, the weather was gradually growing warmer.

A/N: P. S. Yes, those dirty texts referenced my abandoned comic Hot and Bothered, which might be included here. But I reworked the dialogue differently, as well as the WhatsApp and Haruko's avatar from the cover of my comic.