Tsukune X Moka Novels & Stories

"I'm a warlock Satake. Even a love potion tastes like shit. So trust me, matcha has got nothing on me." Shifting in my seat a little, I decided it was time for me to ask the one question that was probably the most important. After all, how was I going to know if I didn’t ask? First and foremost, I threw the biggest one of all. "Did you check out the pictures you took?"

However, it was not the appropriate season at that time—it was summer. Now, Akiko could not use it either. Her belly was too big, and it was impossible for her to bend down and light a fire. Kyoko was ultimately responsible for lighting the fire, despite her constant complaints. “Eat. Muira brought it for both of us.” Akiko pushed a plate of taiyaki—a fish-shaped cake filled with red bean paste—toward Kyoko. “Thank goodness your neighbor is kind. If not, this place would be hell.” Unlike Akiko, who easily adapted to village life, Kyoko had many complaints about living in the countryside. Particularly, she lamented the sluggish internet and the lack of manga cafes.

**Mia’s Mom:** “Our signature smoked trout—lake-caught this morning, hickory-smoked with herbs from the garden. Figured it’d pair nice with the grill.” **Keiko (clasping her hands):** “It smells incredible. Thank you for bringing it. We’ll add it to the grill for the last round.” Mia and Haru sit side by side on the mats—legs tucked under the table, thighs pressed together. Haru’s arm is wrapped loosely around her waist, hand resting on her hip over the red Nakamura kanji hoodie she still wears. Mia leans into him—silver hair tucked behind one ear, amber eyes soft in the firelight—occasionally feeding him a piece of grilled enoki from her chopsticks.

She didn’t even notice that her mouth was agape. “Close your mouth, Mariko, before the fly comes in.” Itsuki teased, which made Mariko give him a death glare. “Damn, you!” She hissed before she looked away. “You looked like a gangster, young man.” Itsuki praised him, which had him hold the back of his neck, and smiled shyly. “Oh! Don’t do that. You’ll ruin your aura.” Itsuki said. “Are you ready, Marcus?” He asked, which made Marcus nod.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

- Let us behave. – Kurayami said. - You asked in a strange way to meet you here, simulating a retreat. – Tsuki said, in his Dark-Dragon uniform, Kurayami pulled up his blouse, pulling his chest, turning a knot above his head, sucking the nipple, and squeezing the other with his fingers. - I realized you were good at giving the tail, I planned. – Kurayami said. - What? Tsuki said. - Start going up and down. – Kurayami said, pulling Tsuki's ass.

He put him on his lap, ass up, semen, mixed with lube, and the cold cream and his hole oozing, forming an oozing puddle, between the massages and his bites, not caring about anything else, he stayed a while with butt being coated, with scar cream. Tsuki Miki, was there, being sucked, kissed, stayed in his lap for several minutes, placing him in her lap facing him, sitting there being massaged. Sometime later, he released him and spoke.

Tsuki is a businessman, half-Greek and Chinese, his ice blue eyes, slanted, tall, handsome, muscular, a magnet for men and women, he is CEO and owner of a company that deals with various branches of the economy and controls internally and in the shadows a city, the city of Lovecraft County. They were the so-called Delphos company, in which, in addition to everything, he is a partner in a pleasure house, which functions as a spy house, taking the careers of Goki girls, like Kikyou , to a well-paid job, hiring from humans to demon succubi, which came from a network of mafia women. In which he had contacts with these women, selling information between the Russian mafia and the Italian mafia, in

pangungulit pa niyang muli. Pinasadahan ko ng tingin ang mga drinks na nasa fridge upang ipakita sa kaniyang abala ako sa pamimili. I don't care if he keeps on annoying me and begging me to talk to him again and again. Bwisit na ulan kasi, ayaw pang tumigil hindi tuloy kami makaalis. "Nasaan na ba 'yung Mogu-mogu. San Mig.. Cobra.. Pale Pilsen—" "Paano mo makikita 'yung Mogu-mogu diyan? Eh sa mga energy drinks at alcohols ka nagtitingin?" giit ni Fritz kaya naman bigla akong napatingin sa kaniya sa napagtanto.