Being Human (One Punch Man x OC)

Chapter 23: And New Beginnings

A/N: CONTINUATION OF LAST CHAPTER. MATURE CONTENT, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

Ten minutes had past. All of their clothes, minus their undergarments were strewn on Saya's floor.

Saitama was sitting on the bed, Saya straddling his lap as they made out at a leisurely pace, both still in their underwear. During this, Saitama was caressing her curves and back.

'I can't believe this is actually happening. I never thought I'd be able to hold someone like this. It feels so good,' Saitama's thoughts were going thousands of miles a minute as he went to undo Saya's bra.

Dizzy from making out, it took a little bit before he managed to unclasp it. Saya, without breaking lip contact, grabbed the fabric and tossed it aside. Wanting more contact, she pressed her breasts against his hard chest, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Saitama grunted at the closeness, his body starting to heat up again, 'She feels so soft...and hot. My body feels like it's on fire, too. I want more. I want her.'

As he thought this, his hands managed to sneak under her panties and he groped her backside, pulling her hips flush against his.

Saya moaned into his mouth at the contact, and it turned him on even more. Slowly, still groping her, he leaned back onto the bed, his head hitting the pillows.

In this new position, Saya could feel his hard length between her legs. With this transition, the momentum made her shift against him. This made them pull away, both letting out a soft gasp as a jolt of pleasure went through them.

From Saitama's view, Saya had slightly thrown her head back, her moan sounding like a euphoric sigh, her cheeks bright red. It was arousing.

Then, as if instinctively, Saya had started rocking gently against his straining length. Saitama groaned in pleasure and tightened his grip on her, the barrier of clothing between them created a delicious friction that was making him grow harder against her.

Saitama's face was bright red as he watched in a heated daze, watching as Saya pleasured herself against him. Her eyes were shut and her mouth hung open as she let out sighs of bliss.

Saitama was starting to reach his breaking point, so he hooked his leg around hers and flipped them over quickly. This shocked Saya out of her blissful trance and Saitama started to kissing her neck and pulse point, all while massaging her breasts with both hands.

Saya brought her fist to her mouth, trying to conceal her moans, eyes shut tightly, her back slightly arching into his touch, "Sai-Saitama..." she squeaked.

Saitama said nothing as his hands squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples. After a time, his hand started to move down to her panties. He pulled them lower, which gave him more room to massage her most sensitive spot.

Saya gasped loudly, hips arching against his touch. 

'She's so wet,' Saitama noticed, feeling the slickness and the heat coming from her opening.

Saitama moved his head lower and caught Saya's free nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.

Saya grunted and moaned, starting to become restless, "Saitama...Please..!"

Saitama quickly stopped and sat up. He wordlessly pulled her panties off, sat at the edge of the bed and pulled his boxers off. His mind and heart were racing in nervousness, but in excitement, as well.

He then hesitated, suddenly embarrassed to ask, but he looked over at Saya, "Do you...have protection?"

"I can't get pregnant, Saitama," Saya stated, breathing heavily, "It's fine."