(A/N: This extra chapter takes place at the end of Chapter 42 after Katsu gets a certain trait. There's no real plot to be found here. Only 'plot' so if you aren't interested in that, don't bother with this chapter. I'm sure I'll eventually cook up some other omakes or funny alternate routes the story could've gone but for now I'm making like Himiko and perving.)

XOXO

“~Ah~” Laid out across the couch, her face in my lap, Himiko took a long deep breath, running the tip of her nose along the side of my freed dick. “I’ll never get enough of your smell.” She said once she reached the top, pulling back for a moment only to dive back in, peppering quick kisses all across it, the feel of her soft lips sending shivers up my spine.

While she indulged in my so called smell, I did a little indulging of my own.

Reaching over, I rode up the plain skirt she’d been wearing to her waist and placed a hand on her butt, squeezing the softness through the thin fabric of her panties. Himiko instantly raised and adjusted her position, giving me better access without pausing those kisses of hers.

Pressing my hand down a bit harder, I couldn’t help but admire the slender valley of softness. Just like her breasts she didn’t really cross into having a big butt, but I think that fit her perfectly. From head to toe, her entire body kept to that leaner athletic built that put ahead of those on the smaller side without ever getting in the way of all the other things she was capable of.

But her panties were getting in the way here.

“Just rip them off.” Himiko suggested when I started pulling them down, apparently far too invested in her own indulgence to care to move and make it easier. “I’ll just have you make me more.”

I felt like she was going to get more milage out of Clothes Beam than I did.

Going along with it, the fabric tore easily, my hand falling back to message and knead at Himiko’s shapely backside. The groping and fondling kicked her into next gear, her teasing kisses coming to an end.

With one long lick, she glided from the base to the tip of my dick, her tongue far larger than it should be returned, my blood already powering her quirk. Starting from the head, her long tongue gently coiled around my length, spiraling down to the base.

That alone was enough for me to curl my toes.

Her tongue pulled tighter. Wet and hot, the length of pink muscle was like a pussy of its own. One Himiko had insane control over. Her tongue flexed, relaxed, and rubbed, not at random, but at very specifics spots. Sneaking around wasn’t her only talent, Himiko, within only a few days, figuring out how to get what she wanted out of me quickly.

While her tongue continue to massage different veins, she fully leaned forward, taking my tongue wrapped dick halfway into her mouth, a light suction added to the mix. Despite that, she actually slowed down, the wrap of her tongue easing up but gently rubbing up against me at all times.

All the while Himiko looked up at me, eager eyes alight with lust and expectation.

I knew what she wanted.

Still gripping and kneading at her raised butt with one hand, I used the other to run my fingers through her head, undoing some of the messier tangles. “Good girl.”

The coil of her tongue tightened, her hot mouth sucking down even harder as she pushed herself forward, eyes falling closed as she focused all her efforts on nothing other than getting me off. And it was working, the combined heat of both her tongue and mouth, the invigorated bobbing of her head, and the look on her reddened face, all forcing my hold on her to tightened and my own eyes to close.

It turned out Himiko had a thing for praise. A really big thing for it. I mean, it’d always been the best way to get her to really focus on training, but I didn’t expect it to translate over to something like this.

A twitch that she’d become intimately familiar with was all the signal Himiko needed to decide to undo the grip of her tongue and pull back. Letting my dick rest on her tongue, a lick to its underside and light suck was enough to put the final nail in the coffin.

The pressure her eager blowjob came to a head, my vision blurring and hands on her tightening as cum shot forward. Himiko, never one to waste any of it as she liked to put it, wasted no time drinking down the rush of cum filling her mouth.

But things were different now.

She managed for a few moments, what ordinarily would’ve the entirety of my load taken in, but even eager as she was, the seal of her lips broke. Her face, hair, breasts, even her shoulders. As shot after shot left me, no part of the upper portion of Himiko’s perfect skin was spared, the ivory liquid sticking to whatever it hit.

By the time I finally stopped, it felt like I was out of breath. And Himiko, well-

“Sorry.” I said, the quivers and shakes that’d overtaken her stopping. That fact that she’d managed to cum from that despite nothing more than a bit of fondling from me was something else.

“Sorry? This is perfect.” She said, sticking out her lengthened tongue and managing to clean off most of her face with a single swipe. Shifting forward, one of her hands wrapped around my dick, digits dancing their way across the spit covered length. “You didn’t even start going soft either.”

She grinned, looking up at me. “Want to see how many times we need to get you to cum for that to happen?”

I really was dating a nympho, wasn’t I?

XOXO

“~Come on now, don’t keep me waiting Katsu~” Himiko, sitting on the edge of the kitchen counter, gave me that playful smile of hers. “Or am so good looking I left you shocked?”

“You are beautiful.” I said.

Himiko’s idea of a replacement for her torn panties was an entirely new set of sleep wear that I was pretty sure fell under the category of lingerie. The black, red threaded sleeping gown she wore was held together by a thin strap wrapping around her neck and loosely tied string just between her breasts, the thing splitting apart across opposites of her stomach and almost completely see through. Her thong, garter belt, and stockings all followed that same pattern.

To top it all off she’d let her hair fall completely free, her sandy blonde hair freely cascading down her back, having grown a good bit longer over the year.

Very obviously a product of me admitting that longer hair was more my type a long time ago.

“Thank you.” Himiko’s face reddened under the compliment. Placing her hands along the edge of the counter she spread out her legs and got to reminding me that her sense of embarrassment was skewered. Bringing one hand between her now spread legs, she shaped two fingers into a V shape, spreading out the puffy lips of her entrance, that thong she had me make lacking any fabric to actually cover her crotch area. “Now come get what’s yours.”

I wonder if Iron Mind helped amplify things too because right now, I felt harder than ever. But maybe that was all Himiko at work.

I followed where all that led me, moving forward, grabbing Himiko by her hips, and pressing my head to her entrance. With her hand down there helping things along, her soaked entrance parted, easily allowing me to sink into her despite how tight she was. Her inviting walls messaged and welcomed every inch that entered.

Moaning in my ear, Himiko’s hands left the counter, wrapping around my neck as I started. Whenever I pulled back, her folds would make demanding squeezes that only somewhat let up once I hilted myself back in her, every part of her needily clinging to my length. All the while, Himiko clung onto to me harder, one hand finding its way to my back where her nails dug just hard enough to draw a little blood.

A trigger for her stuffing her head into my neck and silencing her growing moans by biting down. All the same, her happy moans reverberated through me with every thrust, encouraging me to pick up the pace.

I held out as long as I could, Himiko going through several shaking orgasms of her own that only made it all the easier to glid in and out, rubbing and angling thrusts at specific spots along her slicked walls. But the tight hold of her body drew out exactly what it wanted as I sunk into her deepest parts.

Cum rushed forward, the first shots disappearing into her. Those that followed coated her velvety walls in ivory. It wasn’t long until cum begin to ooze out from her pussy.

Himiko pulled away from my neck, our sweaty forwards pressing together as we glanced down to the growing mess between us.

“You’re still hard.” She whispered, her pussy flexing tight around my dick as if to support that. “That means we’ve still got work to do.”

And she was still as eager as when we started.

XOXO

“MMMMPHHH, keep going!”

Face down and ass up, hands barely holding her up from the bed, Himiko didn’t care to quiet herself as I thrust into from behind. Every time our hips met, wet claps joined her moans, and I got to enjoy the sight of ripples traveling across her butt. Not to mention the lust filled look she was sending me when she glanced over her shoulders.

Even when I didn’t have that new trait, getting soft around a horny Himiko was a task in of itself. Huh, horny Himiko. That might be a case of tautology.

Despite our position, pretty much all of the control in my hands, that didn’t stop Himiko from moving herself in time with mine, pushing her arched back against every thrust that I sent into her hot pussy.  Every time I thought she couldn’t get tighter, it was as if she sought to prove me wrong, her walls finding a new way to conform themselves to my dick.

As her cries grew louder and my thrusts harder, Himiko reached her peak, arms giving out on her and dropping her face fully into the pillows below. Unable to hold myself back, probably more hooked on the sensation then I should be, I pulled her back into one final thrust, thick ropes of fresh cum fired straight into her.

Getting my breath under control, I slowly pulled back, freeing myself from her stuffed pussy with a faint wet pop, placing my dick into the soft valley of her ass. A few lingering spurts of cum shot out, hitting her back while the rest leaked down between her cheeks.

I let her waist go, her body lowering and straightening out across the bed below me.

Birth control pills had a pretty high rate of efficiency, but I was beginning to wonder if that’d matter. At this point we were trying to beat the odds here and I’m sure that whole Ceaseless Discharge thing would only make that easier.

Getting her own wind back, Himiko raised her legs, kicking my own butt and bringing me down over her, my hands pressing down on either side of the bed around her head.

“Come on, you never leave anything half finished.” She encouraged, flustered face smiling back at me, as she rubbed herself against me, keeping my member hotdogged between her cheeks. “We’ve got to finish the job.”

Was this nearly a year’s worth of pent up energy from teasing and flirting finally being released or was she really holding back this kind of horniness the whole time back in Aichi?

Pressing a kiss to her neck, something she encouraged into a bite, I found myself thrusting deep into her once again as her intoxicatingly sweet blood spread across my tongue.

Embarrassing as it could be sometimes, I kind of hoped it was the later.

XOXO

(A/N: You guys didn't think I wouldn't use QQ's extra categories to throw in extra smut that didn't make it into the main story, did you? Well you were wrong! I guess, consequently, another benefit of being apart of patreon is getting access to some of them early since I can't exactly post extras that take place during the most recent chapters anywhere else until the others are caught up.

If any of my plot enthusiast skimmed ahead despite the above warning i guess any major plot points included are Katsu's doubt about the effectiveness of the pills and Himiko lowkey corrupting his mind.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed. And thanks for always showing up here!)