Netori: I Shall Steal All Of My Enemies' Women For Revenge!

Asuka chuckled softly, her breath warm against his cheek. "You think you can beat me at my own game, Haruto?"

She teased, her lips brushing lightly against his. Her hand slowed its pace, making his frustration boil over.

A grin spread across Haruto's face, sharp and filled with determination.

"I never lose," he whispered before trailing a line of kisses down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin just hard enough to send shivers through her body.

'System, use the aphrodisiac potion for Mrs. Asuka.' he said inwardly, giving order to the system.

[Understood!]

[Aphrodisiac Potion has been successfully used on: Asuka Inoue.]

[Potion Effect: Libido Rate will Increase to 70% temporarily.]

[The target is clouded by lust, with significantly reduced resistance to seduction.]

[Limitation: 2x bonus for the Deprivation Matrix is not available after completing the quest.

[Duration: Potion effect lasts for 15 minutes.]

With that, the effect of the potion affected Asuka with just a second. Her moans became more frequent, but she still kept control, her hand working in steady, deliberate motions.

Haruto was done playing by her rules.

In one swift movement, he grabbed her wrist, stopping her teasing hand. He met her gaze, his eyes blazing with intensity.

"Let's see who's really in charge here," he muttered, his voice low and commanding.

Asuka's eyes widened for a moment, caught off guard by the sudden shift in his tone. But her surprise quickly morphed into a challenging smile.

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"Is that so? Show me, then."

Without hesitation, Haruto spun her around and pinned her against the wall, his body pressing against hers.

His hand moved down her waist, slipping beneath her skirt and brushing over her panties. Asuka gasped, but her smirk didn't falter.

"You're full of surprises," she whispered, her breath shaky with anticipation.

"I told you," Haruto murmured, his lips brushing against her ear, "I don't lose."

His fingers found her wet pussy, teasing her through the fabric as Asuka's moans grew louder.

The control she had over him began to slip, her breathing quickening as his hand moved in perfect rhythm, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

Her hand, still trapped in his grip, tightened reflexively around his arm as pleasure surged through her.

"Nngghhh~ H-Haruto…" she gasped, her voice now laced with desperation.

He leaned in, his lips inches from hers. "Tell me who's in charge," he whispered, his breath hot against her trembling lips.

Asuka bit her lip, trying to maintain her composure, but the intensity of his touch was overwhelming.

Her body betrayed her, shuddering against him as pleasure rippled through her.

"Y-you are," she finally admitted, her voice a breathless whisper, her pride slowly giving way to the sensations that consumed her.

Satisfied, Haruto's smirk deepened as he pressed harder, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric of her panties.

Asuka's entire body tensed in response, her legs trembling as the pleasure became almost too much to bear.

The system chimed softly in the back of his mind, probably about the increase of the target's libido.

But Haruto barely paid it any attention. He was entirely focused on the moment, on the way Asuka's body writhed beneath his touch, on the victory he could practically taste.

Her moans filled the room, and the once-dominant Asuka now clung to Haruto, completely at his mercy.

He moved his fingers faster, and Asuka's body trembled, every inch of her reacting to him.

Just as she neared her climax, Haruto pulled back suddenly, leaving her breathless and quivering, teetering on the edge of release.

"W-why did you stop?"

She gasped, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath, her body still craving the pleasure he had denied her.

Haruto grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I told you, I won't lose. You're going to beg me for it, Mrs. Asuka."

Her eyes flashed with annoyance, but the raw need in her expression was undeniable. She wanted him to finish what he started, her pride battling against her desires. But in the end, the pleasure was too much to resist.

"Please," she finally whispered, her voice barely audible.

Haruto leaned in, his lips brushing her ear once more. "Louder."

Asuka bit her lip, her breathing ragged. "Please… don't stop…"

With a triumphant smirk, Haruto slid his fingers back into Asuka's slick warmth, resuming his relentless pace.

The wet sounds of her arousal filled the air as liquid dripped from her pussy, trailing down her legs before pooling on the floor beneath them.

The sight of her trembling body, her soft whimpers, only fueled his desire. He pressed his hardened cock against her back, grinding it slowly against her, moving in rhythm with the thrust of his fingers deep inside her.

Asuka's moans became louder, more desperate, her entire body convulsing with pleasure. Her legs wobbled, barely able to support her as the heat within her coiled tighter, threatening to snap.

"Nnngggghhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! I'm close! I need to cum!" she gasped.

Haruto grinned, watching her unravel before him. The mix of pride and satisfaction swelled in his chest, making his cock throb with excitement.

He pressed harder against her back, seeking more of that sweet friction. Her body's warmth seeped through her clothes, intensifying his pleasure.

"Shit... even through your clothes, you feel amazing," he hissed under his breath, his imagination running wild at the thought of being inside her.

With a final thrust of his hips, his release hit him, spilling onto her clothes, staining them with the thick, hot evidence of his desire.

Panting, he leaned into her ear, his voice low and commanding. "Remember this, Mrs. Asuka. I'm the one that would be in control."

***

After their intense moment, Asuka quietly took him shopping. She picked out several new outfits for him, never saying a word about what had just transpired.

Her calm demeanor only made the situation more surreal. Once their shopping spree ended, she brought him to a salon.

Haruto sat awkwardly in the chair as the stylist cut away his once-gloomy, medium-length hair that often hid his face. Now, it was fresh and neat, a sharp contrast to the boy he used to be.

As the day drew to a close, it was time to part ways. Asuka turned to him, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Today was fun, Haruto. Why don't we meet again?"

"If you don't mind, Mrs. Asuka," he replied, giving her a polite nod.

She placed a hand on his shoulder, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Oh my, I told you not to be so formal outside of work," she teased.

Haruto smiled awkwardly, bowing slightly in apology. "Ah… sorry. It's just a habit."

Shaking her head, Asuka sighed. "Hm... if you keep bowing like that, I can't invite you to one of my 'tea parties.'"

She chuckled softly, then paused to study his face. After a moment, she lifted his chin gently, her smile warm.

"Someone as handsome as you need to keep their head up," she said, her tone softer. "Now, that's perfect."

As she stepped back, she winked at him. "Let's meet up again in the future, and wear the clothes I picked out for you." With that, she gave him a final smile and waved before walking away.

Haruto stood there, watching her retreating figure until she disappeared from view. A bright smile lingered on his face, though his attention was momentarily interrupted by the system notification signaling the completion of his quest and the rewards that followed.

He didn't bother checking them.

'It was so easy… too easy,' he thought to himself, his smile widening as the realization hit him.

'All I have to do is stand there, and every woman just flocks to me? This system is ridiculously overpowered.'

As the smile on his lips grew wider, a dark thought surfaced. 'But stealing Kota's mom and crush isn't enough… I need to make him suffer more.'

His voice dropped to a whisper as he envisioned his next move. "Yes… that'll break him."