Kind of...?

"I, uh..."

You struggled to form a correct answer.

It was easier said than done when Makima kept rubbing over your crotch and the faint scent of her perfume filled up your nose.

Unable to string together a proper answer, the truth naturally rolled off your tongue.

"N, not...really...? W-we only, uh, I mean...Power sucked me off once, but we didn't go any further..."

"I see."

Makima's hand left your crotch for a second.

You felt a mixture of relief and disappointment as your boner was straining in your pants.

But then, as if she had read your mind, Makima unzipped your pants and let the erect shlong spring free from its fabric restraints.

"Ungh!"

You flinched when Makima gripped your cock.

She gently moved her hand along the shaft while gently tracing her finger over your chest with the other hand.

"It's merely a theory for now, but I do think I have a general idea of what happened to Power-chan."

"R-really...?"

You tried to keep yourself from moaning, but it was impossible.

A small whimper escaped from your lips with each stroke, making Makima laugh a little.

"You see, Denji... Power's original identity—the Blood Devil—was one of the eight followers of Chainsaw Man, or the Chainsaw Devil.

The little fiasco you had with Power last night must have awakened some of her old instincts.

She may not exactly know your identity, but she could sense that her master is inside you."

"A, ahh..."

You groaned.

Your balls churned for release.

You could barely make sense of what Makima had just said. All you could think of was letting loose.

Makima's chuckling tickled your ears.

"You have such a desperate look right now, Denji."

You felt her grip the tip of your chin and make you look up.

"Cum."

Her one word was like lightning striking down directly inside your brain.

As soon as Makima gave you permission, your body unlocked all its self-control mechanisms to follow the command.

You let out a longing groan as you reached your climax.

Your balls tensed up as they tried to empty all of the jizz all at once, spraying it onto the wooden floor of the storage room.

After what felt like hours, your ejaculation died down.

Your legs trembled. Your knees were weak, and even your vision was slightly blurry after the magnitude of an orgasm.

Makima let you slump to the floor.

"Ugh...uwoh..."

You tried to gather yourself, since you didn't want to give the impression that you were so..."fragile" in front of Makima.

But then, your eyes widened in shock.

Makima silently unbuttoned her shirt and opened it, revealing the red bra she was wearing underneath.

"Denji?

Between Kobeni, Power, and me, who do you feel is the most entrancing?"

"Uh, uhm..."

Again, you fumbled over your own words.

Your eyes were glued to Makima's magnificent breasts, which were bigger than either Kobeni's or Power's.

Makima reached out and firmly grasped the back of your head.

Then, she pulled your face straight into her breasts.

"Emph!"

You flinched as the pair of soft flesh pressed onto your face.

A soft scent of strawberry filled your nose.

It made your erection stand strong even after the explosive ejaculation you just experienced.

"Well?"

Makima asked while squeezing your head into her cleavage.

There was no other answer you could give.

"Y-you..."

You muttered into Makima's breasts.

After a brief pause, Makima's hand released your head and pushed you back.

"A good boy gets his reward."

Makima said with a smile on her lips.

She gestured for you to stand up.

When you did, Makima knelt in front of you until your cock was at her eye level.

"Just this once, you may spray your cum wherever you want, Denji."

Makima smiled up at you.

Your cock twitched excitedly at her words.

Without hesitation, you grabbed your cock and began rubbing it back and forth at a rapid pace.

"...!"

A light blush appeared on Makima's cheeks as she stared at your masturbation.

You let out constant grunts and moans like a rabid animal.

If someone saw you right now, maybe they might've thought that you actually were one... but it didn't matter to you in the slightest.

All you could think of was to cum and see the female in front of you drenched in your seed.

"Hnngh...!"

You gritted your teeth as a rush of pleasure slammed in.

Splut! Splut! Splut!

"Ah...!"

The first rope of cum splashes right on Makima's forehead, painting her red front hair white.

The second and third shots splashed Makima's face, making her splutter and gasp in an effort to properly breathe.

While she wiped her face clean, the other two shots coated her breasts with sticky jizz as well.

"..."

Makima looked down at your flaccid cock that leaned on her cleavage.

She carefully wiped her face and hair. Then, after a brief pause, she licked the cum off her fingers.

After that, Makima closed her shirt, letting your cum sap into her clothings before getting up.

"Denji, there is something else I want you to do with Power."

"Wh, what is it...?"

You asked, although your eyes still lingered on Makima's boobs.

"We need to check if she is truly loyal to you. We don't know if Power is devoted to you, or Chainsaw Man..."

Makima explained her plan to you.

You gulped. Your cock twitched excitedly at her plan.

"Alright."

You nodded.

"Let's do it."