VERY positively

“Mukuro.” Makoto said. “If that’s what you wanted, you should’ve just said so.” He said, giving her a small smile.

“I-I…never could.” She admitted.

“The Ultimate Soldier didn’t have the guts to talk to just a normal guy?” He joked, but when he saw her lower her head, he slowly grabbed her shoulders again, and she met his eyes once more. “Mukuro, I think you’re great. Amazing…well…when you don’t have Junko around, anyway.” Mukuro giggled. “I love spending time with you, and I wish we did more often.”

“You…mean it?” She asked.

“Yes. If you wanted my attention, you really should’ve just asked, because…” His cheeks tinted pink again, but this time it was for a different reason, “…I kind of feel the same.” Mukuro felt her own face burn even hotter than she thought possible, and then she burst out laughing, to which Makoto soon joined. They laughed for a bit before Mukuro cleared her throat.

“If you…want to look…you can.” She said quietly, and Makoto’s laughter stopped, replaced with shock.

“Are you…okay with that?” He asked, and she nodded, taking a step back, holding her arms behind her back, and smiling at him. Feeling reassured, Makoto finally let himself look.

Her breasts…were perfect. Perfectly sized and shaped, her small nipples topping her mounds in a way that sent a shiver down his spine. His eyes moved down over her toned stomach to her pussy. She was shaved, though it looked like it was just done, so she might’ve done it specifically for him. Either way, he got a shiver seeing it, and he felt a little disappointed he couldn’t get a better look. His eyes moved down over her slender, beautiful legs, and ended at her feet, before he moved back up and looked at her chest again, moving up and down with her breathing.

As Mukuro felt his eyes wander over her, she had to fight the urge to cover herself. She couldn’t believe she was standing completely naked while Makoto looked at her. It was a crazy feeling, but one that made her feel both embarrassed…and really good. She noticed how he stared at her chest in particular, and before she could stop herself-

“Do you want to…do…more?” She asked. Makoto met her eyes.

“M-more? Like…g-groping?” He asked.

“Well…yes, but…um…” she swallowed hard. “W-we could…you know…”

“H-here?! Now?! Class starts in like 20 minutes!” He said.

“Th-that’s plenty of time, don’t you think?” She asked. Makoto stared at her in shock for a few moments, then gulped.

“I-I mean…” He rubbed his neck, his face more red than she’d ever seen. “Do you…want to?”

“Yes…I do.” She said, grabbing his hands. He met her eyes again and sighed, then smiled, then smirked.

“I’ll do my best, then~” he said.

17 minutes later, the two came out, both red-faced and panting, Makoto’s clothes a bit scuffed. Thankfully there wasn’t many people in the hall, so they had a bit of time to fix themselves up once they were able to get a good look at each other.

“You sure you can last the rest of the day like that?” He asked.

“I’m sure I’ll be fine…but you can look all you want~” she said as she turned away from him, stuck her hips out, and shook her butt for him a little before walking over to the classroom door. Makoto instantly got turned on again, and sighed as he followed her into the classroom.

He sure wasn’t going to be paying attention today.