It had been a while since that incident, Makoto had isolated as much as it was possible from his captor, who wasn't happy with that change.
-Honey, can you come here a minute?- The luckster got closer towards her, obviously nervous, only for being taken by his waist and forzed to sit on her lap. While she caressed his leg, with ver free hand she took him from his chin.- Why are you getting away from me? Don't tell me is because of that time.
The brunette only murmured something unintelligible, grave mistake.
-What did you said?
-I-I didn't said any- He was interrupted by a hit from Junko, leaving him without breath and with her on top of him.
-How many hits you need to confess? Tell me, what did you wanted to say?
-I said is like you didn't knew the reason.- This last sentence was pronunced with a bit of courage, he was clearly tired of his situation. The girl took him from his hair and got him closer to her face.
-Listen to me, I know you did enjoy that, wanting to deny that for keep your "hope" won't change anything.- She stopped for a second when she heard how he emited a moan of pain from her grip, she left him go and, with a smile, she got closer.- Whats wrong? I was just playing baby, or you can't even resist that? I knew you where pathetic, but I didn't thought it was that bad.
"What I did to deserve this?"
I know it has been a lot of time, but here is, three parts of physical aggression, next time won't take that much.
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RandomCLARIFICATION: If you are here to consume this story as erotic content, I will ask you to leave, please. This story does not have those intentions, and the fact that someone seeks to consume it for those purposes goes against both the messages that...
