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"So... do you feel that you belong here now?"
Makoto couldn't formulate an answer, for Kirigiri currently had her lips latched onto his, her tongue wrestling with his and running along the inside of his mouth. Makoto hummed and moaned into her mouth, prompting Kirigiri to clamp her calloused hands (she'd taken off her gloves, alongside the rest of her clothes. Makoto had come a long way in earning her trust) onto his cheeks and somehow pulling him closer to her.
Sayaka giggled as she bit down on Makoto's nipple and swirled her tongue around the hardened digit. A low sigh escaped her lips as she pressed a kiss down onto his chest and took his hardened nipple into her mouth once more, sucking on it whilst her free hand played and teased and flicked his other nipple.
Sayaka retracted her mouth from his chest and looked up to Makoto with a soft smile, "Kirigiri wouldn't take off her gloves for just about anyone, you know? And the way she's kissing you? We both know that she wouldn't do that if she didn't feel strongly for you, if she didn't want you to stay."
Kirigiri's response was a long, pleasured hum as she continued to press her tongue into Makoto's mouth. Sayaka's smile widened as she ran her other hand over Kirigiri's bare back, earning an uncharacteristic shiver from the Ultimate Detective (she must've been really immersed in that kiss if she had let her emotional barriers down so far), prompting another giggle from the Ultimate Idol in turn.
"And it's not like she's the only one who wants you to stay?" Sayaka tilted her eyes down as a pair of muffled moans echoed out from around Makoto's waist, "Isn't that right, girls~?"
Mukuro didn't say anything, as her own mouth was occupied as well. She was currently taking Makoto's length into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down eagerly as her hands ran alongside his waist and massaged his ballsack. Makoto moaned into Kirigiri's mouth from Mukuro's ministrations, the Ultimate Soldier taking that as a que to increase her efforts, happily taking the tip of his cock down to the back of her throat and moaning as it pulsed within her.
Aoi didn't say anything either. She was thrusting her tongue into Makoto's anus, swirling around his sphincter and moaning as she massaged his arse cheeks. The Ultimate Swimmer was eating out Makoto's ass like it was a doughnut, and she was loving every second of it. And judging from the way Makoto was squirming and fidgeting, he was clearly enjoying it as well.
Sayaka moved her hands to stroke the backs of Mukuro and Aoi's heads, treating them as if they were her pets. If Mukuro and Aoi could purr at that very moment, they probably would.
"They wouldn't be here as well, doing all of this to you, for you, if they didn't care about you in the slightest," Sayaka cooed to Mukuro and Aoi, earning an appreciative groan from the pair, "They wouldn't be making you feel so good if they didn't care about you leaving us. They all love you, just as much as I love you. You make our worlds feel so complete simply by being there."
Sayaka tilted her head back up to look into Makoto's eyes. They were blurred and unfocused, overwhelmed by the endless sensations that were assaulting him. He probably hadn't heard anything that she'd said through all the white noise flooding his mind. He was clearly reaching his peak.
Preparation was over, then. Time for the main event.
Sayaka hummed, and suddenly Mukuro, Aoi, and Kirigiri pulled away from Makoto. She smiled as Aoi and Mukuro helped to make her and Makoto comfortable as she shifted into her new position, her soaked cunt hovering just over his twitching length
Kirigiri positioned herself to tilt Makoto's body up into a sitting position, and Mukuro and Aoi placed themselves at his sides, running their hands along his body as Sayaka laid her hands on Makoto's shoulders. The boy looked at her with a punch-drunk expression on his face. Sayaka thought it was the most adorable thing she'd ever seen.
Sayaka queered her head to the side, and then smiled.
"Let your assistant show you just how much we need you here."
Sayaka sunk herself down onto Makoto's length.
Makoto let out a long groan as Sayaka impaled herself on him, which prompted Mukuro, Aoi, and Kirigiri to move in as well. The three girls began to plant kisses and rub their hands across Makoto's body, sighing and cooing to him as Sayaka pumped herself up and down his cock, earning sweet moans that were music to Sayaka's ears with each passing second.
Sayaka moaned alongside Makoto, and she gave the three girls a silent command to increase their efforts. They began to leave hickies and marks over Makoto's skin, earning more moans from their shared lover as the blue-haired idol continued her work.
"See how good you make them all feel, Makoto? See how they want to make you feel good too?" Sayaka got out in-between buckled moans, "We all want you here, Makoto. We all need you here."
She leant forward and kissed Makoto on the lips. The three other girls kissed him all over in turn.
"So don't you go dropping out on us now, okay? Don't go leaving all the women that love you so much."
Makoto couldn't say anything. He was lost to the pleasure, absolutely delirious from the sensations flowing over him like a flood.
Sayaka could feel his length twitching within him.
She stopped her movements and gripped her hand around the base of his cock. He hissed at how tight her grip was. It was almost painful.
"Swear it."
Makoto let out a bewildered noise.
"Swear that you're not going to drop out."
"I..."
"Swear it."
"...I swear it."
Sayaka smiled.
"Good."
She let go, and Makoto moaned as he came deep in Sayaka, the idol herself moaning alongside him as she felt his seed filling her up.
Makoto slumped down with a tired sigh, utterly spent and exhausted. The three girls took hold of him and lowered him down onto the bed beneath him, cradling him as he laid down. Sayaka sighed and pulled herself down to embrace her lover. She felt his length soften within her, but decided against removing it, enjoying the feeling of his prick inside her.
Makoto eventually gurgled out, in an exhausted tone, "Sayaka..."
The girl in question smiled, "Yeah, Makoto?"
"I... love you..."
Sayaka smiled.
"We love you too."
("Hey... Sayaka?"
"Yeah?"
"How did you... know that I was thinking about... dropping out...? And... how did you convince Kirigiri... Aoi... and Mukuro... to go along with this...? I don't think... I've heard them... say a word..."
"Well, I'm psychic."
"...Hm?"
"Just kidding," Sayaka's eyes flickered as she ignored the last question, "I just have really good intuition.")