Seeing back, my writing skill is just plain terrible for any sensible human being to read so I kinda wondered why in actual hell people liked this story before.

Well, no use in thinking about the past.

Anyway, enjoy.

-oOo-

Yukinoshita Haruno was bored.

Sprawled across the couch in her living room, she rolled unto her stomach and buried her face into the soft sofa. It was almost 29 Celsius outside her house and the nice cold popsicle in her hand was long eaten already, leaving behind a stick of wooden for her to twirl around.

She was bored to dead...

The only things on the TV right is just news about how hot it was today and maybe some Gameshow with people doing some bizarre things for winning a prize that she still doubted to be real.

So boring...

All of her college assignments was already finished, she was not in the mood to hang out with her plastic friend, and Shizuka-chan probably just going around the city to found a new ramen stand. Heck, Haruno wouldn't even be surprised if she find the single teacher knocking herself out by drinking beer this early.

Borin-

She froze on her spot as an idea seemingly managed to emerge from the depth of her mind. Evil smirk soon bloomed, replacing the sullen look that had been on her face since this morning.

Hopefully, this will become as interesting as she hoped it to be.

-oOo-

Hanging from a bar atop his doorway, Hachiman breathed heavily while the muscle on his arms and shoulders screamed. With a quick sharp intake of breath and a strained grunt, he immediately pulled himself up.

The metallic creak disturbed the quietness in the room, but he actually found the noise to be rather relaxing in a unexplainable way.

With his pull up set finally finished, he released his grip on the metal bar and plopped down on the edge of his bed. The water bottle that he had snatched from his desk instantly gulped down in the matter of second. And once again, quietness returned.

Hachiman closed his eyes and took a deep breath...

Before crushing the bottle in his hand with an angry growl.

"Fuck..." He lightly muttered.

The heat... it was still there. He noted and gritted his teeth. Some veins on his neck visibly popped as his shoulders began to become far more tense than before. His breath were short and ragged, akin to that of a dog.

An imaginary steam seemingly exuded out of him, filling the room with uncomfortable humid air and the overwhelming smell of his scent.

In the end, he could only heave out a big sigh and accept his fate in defeat. Hopefully, a quick fap and cold shower would be enough for him today. And the workout he got before might help him sleep better and faster, even if it was actually too much if a hassle.

It has been always like this for the past months or even a year. He had thought that this condition of his would have gone after the car crash accident he had a year ago, but no. Apparently it's only being weakened since his body was more focused on recovering than fueling him with the urge to copulate.

Hikigaya Hachiman might seems like a normal healthy boy at a first glance, or at least as normal as you can with socially dysfunctional teenager, but he's not.

Around his middle school years, he was afflicted with some sort of condition that has caused his already quite difficult life become more unbearable to live. And it had only gotten worse with each passing day.

It was just an itch at first. Something that can be easily ignored. But then it had developed into strings of devious ideas revolving around girl or women in general.

How beatiful they are. How soft is their skin. How delicate they are. What would their lips taste like. What would they look if he-

Hachiman punched the tile wall of his bathroom as hard as he can, causing it to crack. His knuckles stung, but at least it was enough to pull his mind out of the gutter.

But still... looking down, he observed the bane of his existence. It was always wonder to behold. Simply hideous but also oddly enchanting in some perverted way. If he was a normap teenager boy, he would definitely thanked god for awful lot time for being blessed with this.

Well, he did sometime, but he can't say that the blessing would always benefited him.

With great power, come great responsibility. The perverted thought slowly become more wild and untamed, to the point where he was tortured by it.

It has evolved into an unbearable urge that he fought everyday, to the point where he, Hikigaya Hachiman, was forced to do heavy physical workout to distract himself from his ever growing lust.

But it was simply just not enough. Girls had become more and more irresistible. And his thoughts had also went to a more wicked and depraved route. As if devil himself was the one who whispered into his ears, he sometimes imagined what kind of beautiful noise a maiden would made when ravaged her. What kind of face she would make, how helpless would she look and how dazed would they at the end.

But the worst thing of all, is that even his sister wasn't safe from his depraved mind. He almost puked the first time he realized it.

Should he looks for a girlfriend now? Sure, it will be a hassle but... trying to ignore this will only bring more harm than anything else.

"Onii-chan! There's someone looking for you!"

Hachiman frowned. Someone's looking for him? Who's that?

"Onii-chan, where's your manner!? Quick, come out! She's waiting for you!"

Whoever that idiot was, Hachiman sent his his most-hateful curse for them. Ugh, now he can't relieve himself...

-oOo-

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

Smile greeted him the moment he stepped into his living room. A smile that he absolutely loathed to see, especially right now.

"Ara? Why so rude, Hikigaya-kun? I just want to meet you."

If it was this woman, then it was better to assume whatever intention she have in here was definitely not good. God, he would rathe rbeing confronted by a group of grisly gangsters than her. At least they're fairly clear with what they want.

"What the fuck do you want from me?"

"Onii-chan, language!" With a tray of tea in hands, Komachi stepped pass him and served the demon a cup of tea.

No, Komachi. When a devil visited your house, you should prepared an exorcist ritual to banish back to whatever realm they came from, not giving them a good guest's service!

"Oh, it was not necessary, but thank you, Komachi-chan! At least there's someone who knows anything about etiquette in here..."

His eyebrows twitched at the barb.

"Oh, don't mind him, Haruno-san. He usually won't even came out of his room when there's a guest at home."

Not you too, Komachi...

"What do you want, Haruno-san?" Face straight and seemingly unimpressed, he once again asked the young woman.

"Why of course, I wanted to spend some time with you, Hikigaya-kun!"

Komachi's loud squeal might be very cute, but he didn't really find it as amusing as usual. It's hardly even help his mood getting better, much less the throbbing headached he suffered right now.

If only that annoyance could distract his mind from wandering elsewhere, but sadly, no. Though luckily, he could actually control his boner for a reason that he was too lazy to find out.

Hachiman found himself glancing at the demon across the table more than he wanted to, observing the beautiful creature that was Yukinoshita Haruno.

She wore a nice white sleeveless blouse with its two upper buttons left unbuttoned, highlighting the fullness of her breast. And combined with a dark blue skirt that reaches her knees, she have a certain sweet image of an innocent maiden yet also looks enticing at the same time.

"Onii-chan! Onii-chan! Why did you never tell me anything about this Nee-san!?" Because it's basically spelled for disaster, Komachi.

"Because she's a nobody, Komachi."

"Ouch, you're hurting me, Hikigaya-kun. I thought what we had was special, Hikigaya-kun." What's up with the crocodile tear? "Why don't we go on a date then? Maybe that will be enough to elevate my position in your heart..."

...excuse me?

And before he knows it, Hachiman found himself essentially being dragged around like some kind of dressed up dog before being kidnapped by the crazy, unfathomable woman into a surprisingly not so bad date. That is if he didn't count the constant urge to violate this woman somewhere private.

Oh, did he forget to mention about being drugged too?

-oOo-

In all honesty. haruno had to say, the excitement and thrill of watching Hikigaya Hachiman tied up on her bed far exceeded the risk and sheer stupidity of her action.

Haruno may not be that experienced in sexual matters (thanks to her tyrannical mother), but she is a girl who knew what she want. And being in control while her patner bound and gagged will always become her kind of things.

The boy, not only that he was a pleasant company, is also admitted quite attractive even for her standard. If only he didn't slouch and frown that much, he definitely will be swarmed by a flock of girls with bad boy fetish, or something along the line.

And their date wasn't that bad actually! While reluctant, he had been quite attentive and a nice company to have.

Though she had to wonder, why did he looks like he's about to kill someone the whole time. It wasn't directed at her, so Haruno didn't find it necessarily concerning, but still... weird.

Whelp, small matters. Now that she have come to this, let's just enjoy the treat of her day to the fullest. And it's not like he won't enjoy it, men thinks more with their dick than their brain most of the time, after all.

A slight stir from the corner of her eyes took Haruno out of her thought and lit her eyes in excitement. His eyelids twitched, and Haruno can hear the poundings in her chest began to become louder.

Nervousness and anticipation swirled in her heart, but she swallowed it up to make her dominatrix mask seems convincing. There's no room for hesitation here, it was either she take it or chicken out.

Before long, their eyes met, and the mix of surprise and drowsiness slowly turned into something very intense it took her all to keep her calm from breaking down.

"What is the meaning of this, Haruno-san?"

There was no anger in his voice. No bite, no resentment. Only a genuine inquiring question, encased in a flat tone that had no right to be that damn intimidating, especially by someone in a bondage.

But she's a Yukinoshita Haruno. Putting up a front is what she specializes at. And facing someone with such commanding presence and voice is what she eats everyday as a breakfast. Putting aside the oddity of his cold, uncaring demeanor, she continued with her plays.

"It is exactly the same as what you think right now, Hikigaya-kun. Are you excited?" She returned his gaze with a sultry one, body slowly inching closer towards him in snake-like sway, "I bet you do, not a lot of people have had the honor to experience this, y'know."

Hachiman still looked nonplussed by her sensual gesture, however. Though, he remained silent as she ran her dainty finger across his leg, trailing it slowly over the smooth surface of his trousers.

"No need to be afraid, Hikigaya-kun. Just let Nee-san do her magic, and you will feel good..."

She crawled on her four, stalking slowly towards with hungry eyes staring straight into his eyes, trying to peer into those pair of dark windows and find out what exactly the secret he hid in the deepest part of his soul.

Sadly, even after being subjected in such arousing and compromising position, his wall hasn't cracked yet. Most men she knew definitely would have crumbled if they are in his position, but why is he looked almost unaffected by her action? At least her mood was saved by the slight movement beneath her.

Maybe he was just playing it the hard way. Well then, she isn't one to complain.

With a pleased smirk and knowing look on her face, she began to unbutton his shirt slowly. And Haruno wasn't disappointed at what she discovered.

"Ara, I thought you're not the type to workout~"

No answer was given, but she's fine. She was busy admiring the piece of art that is his body after all. Broad shoulders, wide chest and a piece of seemingly hand sculpted abdomen. What is it for her to not like?

With a quiet heavy breath, she began to caress his chest slowly. It looked strong, taut and actually intimidating, yet it feels so soft when she touch them. She instinctively bit her lips, this is bad... she want to seduce him, she can't afford to be sidetracked now!

"I... can only say, you certainly removed any regret in my heart, Hikigaya-kun," She slowly moved her hands upward and rested them on his taut shoulders, "Sorry for the binding, but I like my men tied up and tamed."

And she lunged for a kiss. It was not a sweet, chaste one. Hot and passionate, she aggressively assaulted his mouth in a full-blown french kiss. It wasn't simply because she wanted to mess with her sister's friend now, she genuinely want him now.

The boy beneath remained silence, quietly accepted the kiss without any resistance or whatsoever. The strangeness wasn't so lose on her, but Haruno was just too aroused to care at this point. She had made her decision and she choose to not regret it after all.

At last, she broke the kiss, and the noise of her heavy breathes filled the dimly lit room. She grinned at him, "Wasn't so bad huh? Now let's start with the main course..."

She slid down slowly from his chest, dragging her ample breast across his body to show just how soft and squishy they are, although it still took her all to not appears to be too excited or nervous. Once she was face to face with his crotch, Haruno shot him a smirk.

"I'll be gentle."

The metallic click of his belt's buckle rang loudly in the room. Her heart hammered in her chest as she unzipped his pants in painstakingly slow manner. It's like trying to unwrap a Christmas prize. She can't help but feel excited about it. Haruno directed her gaze upwards, keeping a contact with him as she pulled down his waistban-

Something hard and warm suddenly touched her cheek.

Haruno froze.

The meaty plop was still clear in her ears and it echoes throughout her blank mind. It happened so quickly she could hardly react to it. But the sensation, everything was still clear in her memory.

Strange fear gripped her heart as she began to look at it. And for her, the fear was fairly justified.

It was a long and thick meat rod, that was the apt description she can give to it. Hideous and absolutely terrifying, that was the impression she got by looking at it. And the smell of this thing, it was so stinks and so intense it clogged her nose. But why did she found it so intoxicating she can't got enough of it.

Hesitantly, she moved her hands up to touch, and searing heat greeted her tentative finger upon contact. She flinched slightly at the twitch, but still moved onward and tries to wrap it in her hand.

Haruno's middle finger struggled to connect with her thumb.

...

She gulped.

How is she supposed to take this thing dow...? It's... Impossible, right? Her head swam just by looking at it and she can't even wrap her finger around it... There's no way she could take this thing in her...

She... she will break apart, fucking split if she force this thing down there...

...

No! There's no going back now. There's absolutely no way she want to go back now! She's Yukinoshita Haruno, and she damn well would rather die than giving up. Her pride won't allow it, she won't allow it!

Though... she still need to soften this m-meat first. Spirit is good, but she need to be realistic, at least that much she and her pride can accept. It's for her health and safety after all.

With wary look, she hesitantly inspected it, trying to find the less scarier part before sighing quietly and accepted her fate. Her eyes were closed when she put the tip into her mouth. And she can't regret her decision more than she already is.

It felt salty and bitter in her mouth (I never ate dick, so I never had any idea how it tasted), but that's not the worse. Her nostril and mouth were invaded to the brim by the strong aroma she almost lose her mind from the smells alone. She felt so dizzy, a little bit wobbly and kinda funny. The talk about her pride was completely forgotten by now, erased by her lust haze and the intoxicating cock she held.

Haruno finally move after what felt like an eternity, and the tip in her mouth twitched at her tentative lick. It feels like an approval to her.

Haruno unintentionally beamed, and the uncertainty in her movement slowly dissipated. There was another weird taste that her sense had caught, and she figured out the more she licked it, the more will come out.

After regaining some semblance of confidence back into her, she decided to look up and see Hachiman's reaction.. Haruno shivered. There was something else in his eyes now and she wasn't entirely sure it was good or not. But one thing she was certain of it is that she should avoid it while she can, else she will be swallowed.

Another twitch pulled her back from drowning into her eyes and Haruno almost feels shame filling her heart. Warily looking up again, she decided to take a new initiative to please him.

As if she was enjoying a lollipop, she slowly pulled out the member out of her mouth while keeping her lips enveloped around his girth. She was gifted with another approving twitch for the cute little kiss she planted on the head.

Haruno only stopped to assess his reaction. His face remained unchanging, but it was clear that he was satisfied. This wasn't about her teasing him anymore, she genuinely want to please him now and seeing such a change was enough to make her giddy.

Tongue stretched forward, she leaned down and began to lick his shaft from the base. The pair of testicles that greets her is just as scary as, if not more, his member, but it was so tempting to touch and message it. Taste far more intense too, and it took her a while from getting too preoccupied on them.

She slowly ran his tongue upward, coating him in her saliva. She was rather clumsy and also sloppy, but Haruno was always a fast-learner. It didn't take that long for her to understand at least the basic of how to run her tongue around his cock.

Her confidence slowly but surely began to built up again, and with a shaky smile, she swallowed him as far as she can without choking herself.

Grunt reaches her ears, and Haruno beamed. A reaction, finally! With fervour and eagerness fueling her, she bobbed her head up and down. She looked up, keeping her gaze in contact with his eyes, while hands cutely wrapped around his member, stroking and pumping the shaft excitedly.

And it was all it take for Hachiman to finally snap.

The rod in her mouth suddenly pulsed, and Haruno looked down at it curiously not knowing the danger of letting her gaze away from him.

"Hmph!"

She squealed, feeling a pair of giant hand wrapped around her head. And before she could even react, her head was pushed down without any care for her wellbeing. Haruno choked at the intrusive cock currently deep in her throat.

Her eyes pricked with tear. It was terrible. She can't breath. She can't move, the hands was keeping her face glued against his crotch. She felt like she was about to die.

Haruno shivered. Her thighs quivered and her body trembled. It felt horrible, but also good. She felt dizziness overtook her again, only much worse this time. Her vision swam and blurred. And with his intense smell invading her nostrils, she can't ask for something better.

But that's not all, not yet. The cock pulsed in her mouth, seemingly grew even bigger as she caught a growl with her ears. And something hot erupted in her.

Something thick flowed from her throat and into her bowel. A distinct taste of bitter and salt invaded her mouth. It continued to flood her, filling her until she felt like she was full of it. Slowly, he pulled out his cock from her throat, gracing her with a mercy and allowing her to savour the taste of his cum even more by flooding her mouth with it.

God, if his taste and smell was already that strong, Haruno doesn't really know how to describe this. It was far more overwhelming than anything she had ever tasted before she was so tempted to throw it out.

But instinctively, with eyes closed shut and adorable grimace, she swallowed it all. Her effort was rewarded with a soft touch that caressed her head.

"Good girl."

She shuddered. Looking up with her dazed eyes, Haruno saw a proud smile.

"You swallowed it all."

A finger brushed against her lips, and her mind was too befuddled to even resist the pressure it applied.

"Do you like it?"

With his thumb pressing her tongue, her words came out sounding incoherence.

"Yhess.."

The finger pried open her lips, and a pleased look graced his darkened face upon seeing how clean her mouth was.

Without any warning, she was thrown unto the bed. Slight squeal escaped her lips the moment she felt a strong grip held her wrist together.

"I would love to play with you, Haruno-san." His voice was like a lull, and she afraid that she will drown in it. "But.."

He planted a kiss at the pulse of her neck, and she let out a whimper at the way he nipped on her skin. Without missing a beat, he continued to land a barrage of peck across the surface of her neck. Haruno could only writhe under him, her entire body felt stiflingly hot.

"...I can't hold it anymore."

The growl he whispered into her ears only served to stoke the fire in her core even bigger.

It felt so unbearable, she doesn't like it. She want to break free, just to let it free. Hot tears gathered around her eyes just from the heat she felt right now.

"God, I want to mess you up..."

His hand hiked her skirt. And it didn't take long for him to literally rip apart her soaked black lacy panties. Haruno whimpered at the rough handling, but he quieted it with another kiss on her jaw.

"This might hurt," Growling, he finally lined his cock against her wet fold, "So make sure to ingrain it in your head and cry as hard as you can..."

And the rest was like a blur for her barely conscious mind.