Chapter 197: Himawari [5] 18+

**Chapter 197**

Himawari’s hand slipped between her legs. Wet heat met her fingers—his cum, still thick, still warm, leaking out of her. The reality of it hit harder than the act itself. She sat up quickly, grabbed the nearest piece of clothing, and swung her legs off the bed.

"I have to leave. Let’s just forget about tonight."

Kael stood as well. He caught her wrist before she could take a second step.

"I can’t forget about you."

He pulled her back against him, chest to her back, and guided himself between her thighs from behind. The head of his cock found her entrance again—slick, open, still messy from before—and pushed in with one smooth thrust. Himawari’s breath left her in a sharp, broken sound.

"Wait—"

He was already moving.

The first standing position left her half-turned, one arm hooked around his neck for balance, the other pressed against his shoulder. One of her legs hooked over his thigh; the other stood between his feet. Kael’s hand splayed across her lower back, holding her close, while his free hand cupped her breast and lifted it toward his mouth. He kissed and licked the soft skin while his hips rolled in steady, deep strokes.

Himawari tried to keep her mind clear. This is wrong. You’re his daughter. You have to stop this. The thoughts came in fragments, harder to hold onto each time he bottomed out inside her. Soft sounds kept escaping the back of her throat no matter how tightly she pressed her lips together. She bit down on the inside of her cheek, trying to stay quiet, but a quiet "ah..." still slipped free when he angled upward.

"Naruto... we can’t keep—"

"We already are." His voice was low against her skin. He sucked her nipple into his mouth and thrust harder, just once, enough to punch another involuntary moan out of her.

She turned her face away, eyes squeezed shut. The pleasure kept rising anyway—hot, insistent, impossible to ignore. Every time she managed a full breath and tried to gather the words to stop him, he moved in a way that scattered the sentence before it formed.

Kael shifted them without pulling out. He lifted her other leg, hooked it higher over his arm, and held her open while he fucked up into her. Himawari’s arms went around his neck for real now, more necessity than choice. The new angle was deeper. Each stroke dragged against places that made her thighs tremble. She buried her face against his shoulder, trying to muffle the sounds, but they still leaked out—soft, broken, traitorous.

"Ah... mmnh... wait—"

"You’re still trying to fight it." He kissed the side of her neck, then bit down gently. "You don’t have to."

"I do," she whispered, voice shaky. "I have to... ah—"

The moan cut her off mid-sentence. Her fingers dug into his back. For a few thrusts she managed to stay almost quiet again, breathing hard through her nose, but the control was slipping. Every deep push forced a little more sound out of her. The wet noise of their bodies filled the quiet apartment. Sweat slicked the place where her chest pressed to his.

Kael changed the position a third time. He set her down just long enough to adjust, then lifted one of her legs high against his hip and leaned her back slightly so he could lower his mouth to her breasts again. His arm locked around her waist. The standing thrust became sharper, more insistent. Himawari’s head fell back. A clearer, higher cry left her throat before she could stop it.

"Naruto—ah—slow down—"

He did not slow down.

She tried again to lock the sounds behind her teeth. Her free hand pressed against his chest as if she might push him away, but the pressure never became real. Her body kept meeting his thrusts. The earlier load of cum made everything slicker, wetter, louder. Each time he sank in to the root a soft, helpless noise escaped her anyway.

Stop thinking about how full you feel. Stop noticing how deep he is. You’re his daughter. This has to end.

The internal voice grew weaker with every stroke. Pleasure kept rewriting the argument before she could finish it. Her moans came more often now—short, punched-out sounds she could no longer fully swallow. Kael’s hand on her breast squeezed in time with his hips. His mouth moved between her nipples, sucking, licking, leaving the skin flushed and wet.

"You’re getting louder," he murmured against her skin.

"I’m... trying not to—" Another moan cut her off. Her leg tightened around his hip. "Ah... damn it..."

He smiled against her breast and fucked her harder. The last of her restraint frayed. Soft, rhythmic cries filled the space between them. Himawari clung to him, forehead pressed to his shoulder, no longer able to keep the sounds in or the pleasure at a distance. The taboo still sat heavy in her chest, but it no longer had the strength to stop her hips from moving with his.

Kael kept the pace deep and steady, never quite chasing his own release. He seemed content to hold her there, standing and open and shaking, while she slowly lost the fight against her own body. Cum from earlier mixed with fresh wetness and ran down the inside of her thigh. Every thrust forced another soft, broken moan out of her. The apartment smelled like sex and sweat. Outside, the village remained quiet and unaware.

He showed no sign of stopping.

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