Uchiha Yin was thoroughly pleased with how responsive Mikoto's body had become, and his movements grew even bolder.
Her head rested groggily against Uchiha Yin's broad chest. Under his teasing touch, Uchiha Mikoto's clothes had fallen into disarray.
A fierce instinct for self-preservation dragged her back to her senses. She grabbed the hand wandering over her body.
"Yin, I know I was wrong," she said quickly. "Please spare me. You'll wear me out!"
The tears in Mikoto's eyes made Uchiha Yin feel a pang of sympathy, but he had already gone too far to stop now.
He gritted his teeth. "This is the punishment you deserve!"
Uchiha Mikoto knew there was no escaping it. She also knew Yin would not let her off easily tonight.
For the sake of her poor body, she could only grit her teeth and ask with a look of desperate resolve, "Yin, just once?"
Uchiha Yin burst out laughing. "Not a chance!"
Mikoto closed her eyes and covered them with one hand. "Yin, I'll help you. I will. Just spare me and keep it to a few times!"
At that, Uchiha Yin's hand moved more vigorously. Mikoto let out an involuntary cry, then hurriedly clapped a hand over her mouth.
A little while later, she cried out again, and her tense body suddenly went limp, as though every last bit of strength had left her.
Uchiha Yin withdrew his hand and deliberately waved it before Mikoto's eyes.
"Since you put it that way," he said generously, "of course I'll grant your request!"
He released his hold on Mikoto and leaned back against the sofa, looking as though he were waiting for a show.
Mikoto looked at him and breathed a sigh of relief. Anything was better than being unable to get out of bed for