Chapter 56 Pleasure Without Restraint NSFW

(This chapter is smut, pure smut, you can skip it, but be aware that from this point onward, Yuki and Koji are in a sexual relationship. And once again, everyone here is over the legal age of 18, and they fully consent with everything.)

My lips parted. My grip tightened, nails digging into his scalp, drawing a growl from deep in his throat.

I shuddered, a small whimper slipping out before I could stop it. My hips rolled against his.

Koji's hands slid down to my ass, grabbing and squeezing. Pulling me hard against him. His grip was tight, firm, possessive.

And fuck, it felt so good. Over the long years inside the cursed seal, I had seen so much sex, everything one could think of, I had seen it, and plenty of things you wouldn't think of.

And well, seeing that much stuff, it had an effect on me. The old Kaguya would never have done something like this. But me? I couldn't hold back, I had been feeling the need, the desire for so long.

I had held off until now, the pride of a Goddess holding me back, but honestly, it was hard. My body wasn't that of Kaguya Ōtsutsuki; it was the body of a young woman, and it had needs, I had needs.

And now, I felt like I had opened Pandora's box. I couldn't stop, didn't want to stop.

Koji growled into my mouth, teeth scraping against my lower lip. His hands grabbed the bottom of my shirt, shoving it up to my armpits, calloused palms trailing up and down the bare skin of my stomach and ribs.

I squirmed under his touch. Heat pooled in my core, sending sparks dancing through me. My breath was heavy, panting, and each exhale came out as a moan.

"You're so fucking hot," Koji murmured, the words half-muffled by my mouth. He broke away from the kiss, trailing his lips across my jaw and down my neck, biting and sucking.

"And it can all be yours," I said, the words half a gasp. My hips ground against his, seeking friction, finding only the bulge in his pants.

Koji gave a low, ragged groan. He lifted me, hands sliding under my ass. He turned and dropped me back down onto the box he had been sitting on before.

He stood over me, with the falling sun behind him, and I had to admit, he looked pretty fucking handsome like that, real hot stuff.

My gaze lingered on the sight for a second, then I shook my head, pulling myself back to reality.

I grabbed the hem of my shirt, yanked it off, and tossed it to the side, fully revealing my naked breasts to his hungry gaze.

His eyes widened, pupils dilating. His breath caught in his throat.

"Gods, you're so fucking sexy," he whispered, almost reverently. He bent over, pressing his mouth to the curve of my neck, kissing and sucking, and oh, that was going to leave marks.

I shuddered, heat flaring in my core, sending sparks through my nerves. A soft moan slipped out, and I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access.

His hands roamed over me, cupping my breasts, his palms warm and rough and perfect. "Fuck, Yuki, how are you so beautiful?" he breathed, squeezing and kneading, callouses rasping against the sensitive flesh.

My hips rolled, grinding against the hardness in his pants. I could feel the heat of him, the need.

"What can I say? I was just born this way," I teased him, reaching up and grasping his shirt, pulling it up and off.

My breath caught.

His body was beautiful, sculpted from years of training. Lean, compact muscle shifted beneath tanned skin. He wasn't huge or bulky like a bodybuilder, but instead, he had the strength and grace of a wolf, a predator, all sinew and power and raw, feral heat.

He was gorgeous.

And the hungry look in his eyes, the way he bit his lip as his gaze traveled down my body, the way his hands trembled with the effort to hold himself back—

It was so hot.

"Damn," he muttered, eyes flicking up to mine. He gave a low, hungry growl, leaning in and crushing his lips against mine, his mouth hot and fierce.

He was wild. Raw. Primal.

Perfect.

He tore his mouth from mine and trailed kisses down my jaw, across my neck, and over the curve of my shoulder, his teeth nipping at my skin, his tongue tracing the marks. "You smell so fucking good."

His hands slid down, over the bare skin of my sides, fingers curling around the waistband of my shorts. He glanced up at me, a question in his eyes.

I grinned and nodded. He pulled my shorts down, leaving me completely naked. His breath hissed through his teeth as he stared at me, pupils dilating.

"Damn," he muttered again, then bent forward and pressed a kiss to the soft skin above my knee, his lips soft and warm.

"Come on, Koji, I need more than that," I groaned, grabbing a handful of his hair and tugging him closer. While I spread my legs open, inviting him to gaze at my wetness, and far more than just that.

"Oh, do you?" he murmured, the words tickling my skin. He looked up at me, eyes glinting. "Like this?"

He ducked his head between my legs and licked a line up my slit.

I jolted, a yelp escaping my throat. My back arched, hips bucking against his mouth, heat flaring through me.

"Yes," I gasped. "Like that." My hands gripped his head harder, unwilling to allow him to pull away from my soaked sex.

Koji growled, the sound vibrating through me, and licked again. His tongue teased and caressed, flicking and pressing and exploring.

My toes curled, my hands clenching, gripping fistfuls of his hair, and not letting go. As Kaguya, I had been a princess first, a goddess later. The sex I had back then was nothing like this. But given what I had seen, given my modern mind, the Ego that had replaced Kaguya, well, I wasn't a prude like that Kaguya had been.

But that didn't mean I had experience, so Koji's tongue, the feeling of it, the hot, slick, wetness of it, well, it felt good. It felt amazing.

My fingers twisted in his hair, pulling him closer. My breath came in sharp, panting gasps, moans slipping out.

"More," I groaned, the word coming out almost a whine. "Please."

Koji lifted his head, giving me a cocky grin. His chin was wet, his lips shining.

"Well, since you asked nicely."

He lowered his head, and his tongue delved into my folds, licking and teasing, and his mouth closed around my clit.

White-hot pleasure exploded through me. I jerked, a scream escaping my lips, muffled by the hand that had clamped over my mouth. I looked at him, my large pale eyes watery, his hand covering my mouth.

"If you are that loud, people will notice, and I don't want to stop because we get caught," he said, his voice a deep growl, his tone commanding.

My core tightened, and I whimpered into his hand, nodding.

"Good," Koji rumbled. "Now, where were we?"

He ducked his head again, and his mouth was hot and eager and hungry against me.

And I couldn't stop the noises that escaped me, but damn, it was so good, a thousand years' worth of pent-up frustration, the stress of the last few months, was screaming inside me.

Koji's fingers joined his tongue, sliding and stroking and pressing. His thumb circled my clit while his tongue delved deep, curling and writhing and driving me insane.

Heat rushed through me, white-hot and molten, sending waves of pleasure crashing over me. I squirmed, gasping, writhing, and bucking against his hand, his mouth, anything and everything.

"Oh, fuck," I whimpered.

Koji looked up at me, his gaze burning.

"Don't stop," I begged, reaching back down and grabbing his hair, trying to pull him back to work. "Please, Koji, don't stop!"

His teeth scraped against me. He growled, and the vibrations sent a shiver down my spine. He slid two fingers into me, hooking them upward, and stroked.

My breath hitched, and my back arched. Pleasure surged through me, and my vision went white.

"Oh, god," I moaned into his hand, shuddering.

Koji didn't slow, his tongue and his fingers still working their magic. His tongue pressed against my clit, rubbing in circles, while his fingers curled and twisted, stroking me from the inside.

My toes curled, and my hands clenched, clutching at the ground. I bit my lip, hard enough to taste blood.

"Fuck," I hissed. "Koji, fuck!"

I could feel my orgasm approaching, building, growing, threatening to overwhelm me. It was too much, too intense, too much.

And it was perfect.

"Please," I gasped, barely able to form the words. "Koji, I'm so close, don't stop."

Koji lifted his head, and for a second, I wanted to cry. But he moved up, replacing his tongue with his fingers. He kissed me, deep and hungry and possessive, and I could taste myself on his lips.

"Come for me," he murmured as he ended the kiss, his voice a low, dark rumble. "I want to see you fall apart."

His fingers stroked, his thumb pressed, and his eyes were locked on mine, burning.

"Koji, I—" I started, but the rest of the sentence was lost in a scream, a muffled scream as he slammed his free hand onto my mouth, while the other one remained at my sex, his fingers deep inside my dripping pussy, his thumb circling my clit.

It was too much.

I screamed into his hand, and my vision went white, the world fading away as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me, drowning me.

"Holy fuck," I moaned, trembling.

Koji withdrew his hand, grinning at me. He lifted it to his mouth, and his tongue flicked out, licking it clean.

"You're delicious," he murmured, and his voice was husky and raw. "And you are so fucking sexy when you come."

I shuddered, the words sending another ripple of pleasure through me. "Oh, shut up, Koji," I muttered, and my voice was shaky and breathless.

He chuckled, low and warm. "Make me."

I grabbed him, yanking him close and crushing my lips to his, tasting myself on him. I could feel the heat radiating off him, his skin hot and slick with sweat. His heart hammered against his ribs, the pulse in his neck throbbing.

His erection strained against his pants, hard and insistent.

I reached down and grasped it through the fabric, feeling its length, its girth. Koji groaned, his hips jerking.

"Gods, Yuki," he panted, his breath warm against my mouth. "Don't tease me."

"Or what?" I purred, giving it a squeeze. "You'll fuck me?"

"I'll fucking destroy you," Koji growled, his teeth flashing.

"I would like you to try that dog boy, because you stand no chance," I challenged, tightening my grip.

"Fuck," he moaned, and his voice was thick with need. His hands gripped my hips, fingers digging into my skin.

"That's the idea, Koji, now are you going to do it, or am I going to have to find someone else?"

"Fuck," he snarled, and his grip tightened. He lifted me off the crate and slammed me onto the ground, pinning me. "I'll fucking wreck you."

His lips were hot and fierce on mine, and his body was a solid weight against mine. His cock was hard and insistent, and his hands were rough as they explored me.

"Bold words, but can you back them up?" I teased, a smirk on my bloody lips.

He bared his teeth, his eyes flashing. "Oh, I'll show you, I'll make you realize who the alpha here is."

I laughed, the sound escaping despite my best efforts to hold it in. "Alright then, if you want to be the alpha, prove it, Koji."

He leaned in and bit my neck, his teeth digging into the tender flesh. I yelped, a sharp noise, and my nails raked down his back.

"Gods, that's so hot," he growled, his voice ragged and raw. He thrust against me, the fabric of his pants rubbing against my bare skin.

I shuddered, my body tensing. I could feel the heat, the pressure, and the need.

"Come on, Koji, I'm not a fragile little thing," I growled, wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "Give me what I want."

Koji made a noise somewhere between a snarl and a groan, and his hands fumbled with the fastenings of his pants, tearing them open.

"Fine, you want me to prove it, I will."

He yanked his pants down, his erection springing free, and oh, the sight of him, his cock, the heat, the power, it was so hot, so sexy.

My breath hitched, and my heart stuttered in my chest. My core clenched, and my pussy was dripping.

"Fuck, Koji, you're so damn big," I moaned, and the words came out without thought, spilling from my lips.

"Damn right," he grunted, and his hands found my hips, fingers digging into the soft skin. He lined himself up, the tip of his cock brushing against my folds, teasing and taunting.

"What's wrong, Koji? Not sure how to do it? Need to ask Kuro for advice?" I teased, lifting my hips up, rubbing my soft dripping sex against his hard dick.

He snarled, and the sound was raw and primal. "You're asking for it," he growled, and his eyes flashed.

"Then give it to me, dog boy," I challenged, the words a hiss, and a smirk on my face.

He surged forward, his cock sinking into me, and the sudden, unexpected sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through me, a gasp escaping.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned, my back arching, my body tensing. His length was thick and hot, and it filled me completely.

It was my first time, but he was too gone in his lust to care, and it wasn't like I had my hymen intact, not with training and combat, so pain wasn't too bad, not to mention I was used to pain from the same training and fighting.

"Gods, you're so fucking tight," Koji grunted, his grip tightening on my hips. He began to move, thrusting into me, and his cock rubbed against my inner walls, sending sparks dancing through me.

"You have no idea," I moaned, "How lucky you are, to be able to do this, so you better not disappoint."

"Disappoint?" Koji rasped, and his voice was rough and heavy with lust. "I'll fucking ruin you."

"Better not make any empty promises," I gasped, rolling my hips, grinding against him.

"Who says it's an empty promise?"

He growled, and the sound was a deep rumble, vibrating through me. His hands slid around, cupping my ass, fingers digging into the flesh.

He pulled me up, onto his lap, and the sudden change of position had his cock buried even deeper inside me, filling me completely.

I gasped, my back arching, my breath catching in my throat. The sensations were almost overwhelming, almost too much, almost too intense.

Almost.

But not quite.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned, wrapping my arms around his neck, my nails digging into his back.

"That's it," Koji growled, and his teeth flashed, bared and gleaming. His cock thrust into me, his hips rolling, grinding against me.

"Koji, fuck, yes!" I gasped, my body writhing, moving with his, matching his rhythm, matching his pace.

"You like that?" Koji demanded, his voice a low, raspy growl.

"Gods, yes, fuck, it feels so good," I moaned, my nails raking down his back, leaving marks.

He snarled, the sound half a groan. His cock was hot and hard and thick, and it filled me completely, stretching and pressing against me, rubbing and stroking and pushing me to the edge.

"Fuck, Koji, you're so big," I gasped, my body trembling.

"And you're so fucking tight," he panted, his breath hot and heavy against my neck.

He continued to pump into me, all while bouncing me up and down on his thick cock. He was strong, a trained taijutsu expert, so my weight was nothing to him.

Compared to my old husband, he was totally different. He had been nothing but a disappointment, Koji however? he was anything but that.

I could really feel his desire, his love was pushing deeply into me, and not just figuratively.

I shuddered, a moan slipping out. "Fuck, Koji, I'm so close," I whimpered, my nails digging into his shoulders, drawing blood. Sex was amazing, the pleasure far beyond any pain I might have felt due to his roughness.

How could I possibly resist that? Resist this? Resist him? He bounced me up and down his cock like a weightless toy, my soaked lips smacking against the root of his thick cock without pause, soaking us both completely.

All while he kept trusting in me, while I clung to him with arms and legs, moaning loudly as my soft inner walls squeezing his dick hard, unwilling to let him pull out, but against his strength, the effort was futile.

"So am I," he grunted, and his thrusts were growing more erratic, less controlled.

"Come for me," I gasped, my hips rolling, grinding against him, meeting his every thrust. "Come for me, Koji." I wanted it, wanted to share his pleasure with my own, this was for the both of us, for I was nothing if not generous.

He growled, his fingers digging into my ass. His cock swelled, throbbing and pulsing, and his breathing grew ragged, heavy.

"Gods, fuck, I'm gonna come," he moaned, his hips jerking.

"Yes, submit to my body, surrender to the pleasure of my flesh," my voice a low, husky whisper.

"Fuck, Yuki, you're so fucking hot," he groaned, and his thrusts grew wilder, more desperate. His dick so big, it filled me so completely, each time he sunk into my depths I felt like he reached deeper than before, and I loved it.

"Koji," I moaned, my body trembling, on the edge of orgasm.

"Gods, I'm gonna come, fuck, Yuki!"

I slammed my lips onto his, making sure neither of us was making too much noise by drawing us into a deep kiss.

He came, his cock erupting inside me, flooding me with his seed. He moaned into my mouth, and his whole body shook.

And the sensation of his cum, his hot, thick seed, filling me, sent me over the edge. I cried out, the sound muffled by our kiss. My back arched, and my body went rigid, tensing, and pleasure unlike anything I had ever felt before washed over me.

"Holy shit," I moaned, breaking the kiss and resting my head on his shoulder, panting heavily.

Koji shuddered, his arms wrapping around me, holding me close. "Holy shit is right," he murmured, and his voice was shaky and weak.

We sat there for a moment, breathing heavily, and basking in the afterglow.

(End of chapter)

That's the end of it for this time, but there will be more. Given Koji nature, there is no way he would be able to resist enjoying her body as much as he can, and Yuki, she is very much addicted to the pleasure of living, be that fighting, training, killing, or now, fucking.