Facefucking Maki.

A very flustered Keito left the infirmary, closing the door behind him with a very obvious tent in his shorts. Shoko had noticed it, but she hadn't commented on it and he was infinitely grateful for it.

On the way back to his room, Keito encountered Maki. The raven-haired Zenin was wearing a black, sleeveless crop-top with a pair of matching shorts to boot. Those showcased her muscled stomach and her thick legs.

Neither of them were wearing the traditional school uniform, even when they were on campus, but it was authorized since they weren't on a school day.

She was standing next to a vending machine, drinking water from a small plastic bottle. Over the past few days, the heat had really gotten unbearable and many were dressing more like them.

She scowled as soon as she saw him. By now, he had lost hope that they'd ever be friends unless he hypnotized her to think that way.

Nonetheless, she was still less hostile than she had been before talking with Shoko. At least she didn't try to seriously injure him during sparring anymore.

Yes, they had sparred over the past week. Keito had emptied his balls with Nobara everyday so he didn't do anything really sexual to her during those sessions.

Now, the real fun now was making her do all sorts of things to make him agree to spar. By increasing his demands, he had stretched what 'obeying within reason' meant.

"What's up?" He greeted her, ceasing to walk once he was in front of her. His eyes were drawn like always to her legs, feasting upon the sights of her massive thighs.

"I want a spar." She cut straight to the point, like she pretty much always did. His eyes travelled back to her face, only stopping to gaze at her small bust and modest cleavage and he saw her annoyed expression at his ogling. Around him, that was perfectly natural.

"Sure, but first let's kiss." He told her, approaching her. She grumbled something under her breath but stepped forwards, until their bodies were pressed against each other. His erection poked into her stomach. She tiptoed and wrapped her arms around his neck while he rested his hands on her shorts-covered ass.

That's right, by going all-in with his requests for a week, Maki now felt that kissing him and letting him touch her ass for a spar was within reason. Truly remarkable what he could do once he got serious.

Their lips met for a moment before she allowed him entry into her mouth. He had taught her that it was the only way he'd accept a kiss, though she had protested at first. He took his time making-out with her.

His hands squeezed her ass through her shorts and he broke the kiss, licking her lips before he pulled back. She quickly unwrapped her arms from around his neck and stepped back, disgusted.

She aggressively bumped into his shoulder as she walked towards their usual training ground. He fell in line, three steps behind to watch the way her asscheeks jiggled. Her ass was truly the greatest around here.

Minutes later, and they were face-to-face. This training ground was pretty far from the main buildings and basically no one came here, so they wouldn't be noticed no matter what.

Over the last few days, Keito hadn't just sparred with her. He had also put her under a trance once more, and he gave her new suggestions to follow.

From now on, her losses during sparring would get increasingly more frustrating, ridiculous and humiliating. She'd stay down until he was finished with her. Additionally, she'd get incredibly aroused from him insulting her, speaking to her like a whore and wouldn't hit him for it. And the more they sparred, the more **** she would be to spar again.

And, it was a first for him, he erased a previous suggestion. The one that kept her from noticing anything weird he did to her during sparring. He judged it too boring.

Instead, he replaced it with one he believed much more interesting. Whatever he did to her after her loss, she'd believe that she absolutely deserved it for being incompetent and she wouldn't be mad at him at all.

Maki dashed forwards to punch him in the face, but she tripped and fell forwards on her face. Something that would have never happened before, but now it was quite common.

Furthermore, such a small injury shouldn't have been an issue, but now her vision was blurry and she lost all strength in her body. She could barely keep her eyelids half-opened. She had lost once again.

As the realisation settled in, she felt a heat creeping up from her stomach and travelling throughout her entire body. Her nipples strained against the fabric of her crop-top, and something wet ran down her legs.

As she was lying on the floor, she felt Keito's strong hands grabbing her shaven armpits. Not for anything sexual, just to lift her up since she lacked the strength to do so.

Within a few seconds, he had her sit back on her heels. She didn't have any strength left, so he held her chin in his left hand to make sure she wouldn't fall backwards.

With his right hand, he brought down his shorts and boxers to his ankles and his cock sprang free. It hit her cheek, leaving a smudge of precum there.

She hadn't seen it before, but now she estimated that it was between seven to eight inches long. And quite girthy as well. He seemed to have been circumcised, the shaft wasn't much veiny. All in all, it was really big. Unlike Yuta's, she ironically thought.

Still holding her chin with his left hand, he used his right to take ahold of his cock and repositioned it in front of her lips. The tip rested against her full, enticing lips and she had her first taste of his precum. It was quite salty, a taste she was honestly pretty fond of.

The tip went inside and rested on her tongue, before Keito slowly inserted three inches inside her mouth. It was full, and some saliva started to dribble down her chin and fall into her cleavage.

Soon, he was thrusting the tip against the back of her throat, slamming his hips in her face. He grunted in pleasure, saying things such as, "Take it like the whore you are!" or "That's what the only thing a Zenin slut like you is good at!" or even "Stop fighting and suck cocks for a living!"

She made gagging sounds, too weak to do anything but putting her hands on his hips to steady herself. Her face was getting a dangerous shade of red from the lack of oxygen.

With one last gasp, he pulled out his cock and erupted all over her face. He sighed, letting of her chin but not before wiping some strands of cum on her crop-top.

Maki fell forwards on her hands, gasping for breath. She had been close to passing out, but thankfully he stopped before that. She reflexively swallowed some cum that had entered her mouth.

Although she couldn't see anything because a lot of cum was on her glasses, she could feel the smugness radiating off of Keito. He patted her head and walked away, feeling much better.