give it all to miss machima

But... this can't go on forever.

As time goes by, if they continue to be as cautious and respectful to each other as they are now, Shiho might notice something.

Akemi Miyano felt that she should have a serious talk with Machima.

Having gone through this perilous ordeal, she believed that Machima's feelings for Shiho were genuine, but... she was also certain that Machima had never been an innocent person in the past.

No other reason than that I'm too skilled at it...

Even though Akemi had never experienced anything like this before, she could feel Machima's skillful technique that night—whether it was her kneading skills or her oral skills, Machima was definitely a master among masters, easily breaking down her will.

Mingmei didn't feel much aversion or criticism towards this. After all, for someone who had reached such a position of power, it was easy to fulfill their dark desires. Compared to the twisted hobbies of some politicians that she had vaguely heard about in the gray area, Machima's fetish could even be described as harmless.

But... now that she's about to entrust her younger sister to Machima, Akemi feels it's necessary to have a proper talk with her.

First, they had to completely put aside what happened that night—the two of them had to make sure that Shiho never knew that her sister and her lover had had such an experience…

Secondly, there's the future relationship between Machima and Shiho... Akemi hopes that Machima will truly make her feel at ease entrusting Shiho to her protection in the future.

Therefore, after hesitating for a long time, that night, Akemi quietly slipped out of her room and came to Machima's room—the mansion was very large, so it was a little distance from the two sisters' rooms, and she didn't need to worry too much about being discovered by Shiho.

She knocked on the door, but after waiting for a while, she received no response.

Mingmei found it strange and tried to open the door, only to find that it wasn't locked.

“Machima? Can we… talk?”

"..."

"Machima?"

Upon entering the room and seeing that it was empty, Akemi suddenly seemed to realize something and hurriedly rushed towards Shiho's room.

While Shiho was fast asleep, she vaguely heard the sound of the door opening, and then a warm body pressed against her back and gently hugged her.

At first, Shiho thought it was her older sister—after the two sisters reunited, they would often get together on the same bed, hug each other and whisper secrets for half the night, and then fall asleep together in a daze until they woke up naturally the next day.

But as the hands became increasingly unruly, Shiho noticed something amiss from the unusual sensation on her back, which instantly snapped her back to reality. She immediately turned around:

"Ma... Machima?"

Her answer was a warm, wet kiss.

Shiho instinctively tried to struggle at first, but Machima easily pushed her back down—her movements were firm and powerful, yet not rough. It wasn't until Shiho was almost out of breath that Machima reluctantly let go of her.

In the dim light of the bedside nightlight, Shiho could see Machima's face and her burning gaze.

"Wait...wait...a minute..."

Rather than resistance, Shiho herself felt that her words were more like a playful refusal than a rejection, and sure enough, Machima hugged her again and gently bit her earlobe.

"Don't be afraid, Shiho..."

Her hands slowly unbuttoned her pajamas, gently and slowly pulling open the bodice, penetrating deeper and deeper.

"Relax, just leave everything to me..."

Touched by Machima, Shiho reflexively recalled some sad memories buried deep in her heart that she desperately wanted to forget.

She clenched her teeth instinctively, feeling her body stiffen and tense.

But... she soon sensed the difference—compared to the woman named Guangxi, whose actions were a complete outpouring of desire, Machima's movements seemed incredibly gentle.

She lay beside her, holding her protectively, and whispered words of comfort.

Meanwhile, her little hands were relentlessly moving downwards, like a warm little snail, calm, confident, and resolute, and very clear about her route and destination.

Shiho could feel the disgust and fear that gripped her like iron clamps slowly receding. She felt her body sinking deeper into the warm bed, and with it, her resistance was also fading away. This change disgusted her, ashamed her, but at the same time, it also made her feel happy.

Machima's breath burned her neck, her velvety, moist lips brushed against her shoulders and collarbone, then slid down incredibly slowly, reaching a climax that made Shiho moan softly and desperately (meow~).

A few minutes later, as Shiho's body trembled slightly, Machima slowly stopped moving. She raised her head, looked at Shiho with encouraging, gentle eyes, and breathed warm air onto her skin.

“I promised you, Shiho… I will never force you again. If you don’t want it… I can stop.”

At this moment, Shiho felt as if her whole body was being burned by some kind of flame, and she couldn't help but cover her flushed face, saying in a voice barely louder than a mosquito's buzz:

"I...I'm fine..."

Machima smiled slightly, slowly extending her arms under She-Ra's neck to embrace her:

"What? I don't think I heard you clearly?"

Shiho was immediately filled with shame and anger. In her rage, she imitated Machima and bit her hard on the neck.

"Keep going...don't...stop..."

Machima smiled and glanced discreetly at the deliberately left-open door—there, she could feel a rapidly beating heart—before lowering her head in a passionate response.

For a moment, the lights in the room seemed to become hazy.

Chapter 118 Akemi-nee, you don't want Shiho to find out about this, do you?

The next morning, Machima woke up in the morning light.

She was a little dazed for a moment before she remembered where she was.

Shiho was still asleep beside her, still holding one of her arms, her lips slightly parted, her warm breath gently blowing into her ear.

Holding the beauty in her arms, Machima felt a surge of satisfaction. She couldn't resist and gave Shiho a passionate good morning kiss. When Shiho was woken up, her first reaction was to blush instantly, and then she tried to push Machima away.

"No...not now! My sister will come to wake me up...if..."

But would Machima let her have her way?

"Don't worry, I think... she probably won't bother us!"

"Wait... Ugh! Waaah—"

And so, amidst Shiho's protests, panting, groans, and pleas for mercy, the two spent a pleasant morning.

———After omitting several thousand words———

Afterwards, Shiho nestled in Machima's arms again, seemingly having entered a state of sagehood and gradually regaining her senses.

Feeling utterly weak, she glared at Machima with annoyance, while gently touching the slightly bleeding bandage on Machima's back.

"Your injuries haven't even healed yet, and you're already in a hurry to do this kind of thing... Are you an idiot?"

Machima, still grinning, said, "I couldn't help it, Shiho is just too cute, I just couldn't resist..."

"is it?"

The next second, Shiho's expression turned colder.

"Speaking of which, with such skillful technique... just how many girls have you slept with before?"

"Well... I don't intend to lie to you..."

Machima's eyes flickered:

"But exactly how many... do you remember how many grains of rice you've ever eaten?"

Shiho wanted to pinch Machima hard, but looking at the bandages wrapped around her back and the scar on her eye, she ultimately didn't do it, and her tone became mournful:

"Can I interpret this analogy as—that seducing girls into bed is like a necessary physiological need for humans, like needing to eat?"

Machima thought for a moment and nodded:

"You could say that, but... Shiho will always be one of my staple foods."

"A staple food? Or just one of the dishes!?"

Shiho couldn't hold back any longer, and she rushed forward and pushed Machima down onto the bed:

"You scumbag! You promiscuous bastard! You shameless scoundrel!"

"Okay, okay, just kidding..."

Machima stroked her head and smooth back like she was soothing a kitten, and said earnestly in her eyes and tone:

"I promise you, Shiho, as long as you don't leave me, I will spend the rest of my life with you..."

"...You swear?"

"I swear."

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, but Shiho's gaze softened first.

"I don't care about your vows! And let me make this clear first, I'm straight, but... I only like you a little bit, so don't get too cocky."

Yes, yes~

Even though her tsundere personality has faded from the meta, Machima still finds Shiho incredibly adorable in this state.

The two embraced again, enjoying the tranquility after the storm, until Shiho's stomach began to protest.

She smiled and picked Shiho up in her arms: "Let's go have breakfast..."

"There's no such thing as breakfast at 11 o'clock..."

"Lunch then!"

Inside the dining room, when Shiho saw her sister, she blushed and asked Machima to put her down, while Akemi tried her best to act nonchalant and invited the two of them to eat.

The three of them seemed to know the truth, but they were all too embarrassed to say it. In the end, they could only finish their lunch in a strange atmosphere.

Machima excused herself by saying she needed to go get her wound treated and change her dressing, and left the room for a while, giving the two sisters a chance to talk alone. But without a doubt, the two remaining sisters found themselves in an even more awkward situation.

In the ensuing silence, Shiho, her face slightly flushed, tentatively asked:

"Um... Sister..."

"—No! It's nothing!"

Akemi Miyano seemed even more flustered than she was, and quickly shook her head:

"It's not too late to talk to me when you want to! You should rest first, I'll go wash the dishes!"

Shiho found it a bit strange—why not just give the bowls and such to the maids?

And... why does it seem like my sister isn't surprised at all about this, and even seems less interested in talking about it than I am?

In the kitchen, Akemi Miyano was washing dishes absentmindedly.

Shiho... she really has grown up...

Although Makima is a dangerous person, at least... she will be someone who loves and protects Shiho.

Now that things have come to this, there's nothing more to dwell on. As the older sister, what I need to do is strive to ensure Shiho lives a happy life. Today, I must find an opportunity to properly…

"Ah ah!"

Suddenly, a pair of hands reached out from behind and gently hugged her waist.

Akemi was startled, and said irritably:

"Shiho, I was washing the dishes! You almost got me into trouble..."

"—It's me, Akemi-nee."

Machima's voice made Akemi's heart skip a beat for a moment.

"...!?"

She turned her head blankly, and what she met was indeed Machima's unique golden circle eyes... and that mocking gaze, which seemed to be mixed with endless malice, as if she were looking at some fun toy.

Seeing Machima resting her chin on her shoulder, Akemi Miyano snapped out of her daze and quickly tried to get her to let go:

"Machima...you...really, don't scare me at a time like this. Also, let go of me for a second, I'm washing..."

"Was it really Akemi-nee who was eavesdropping outside last night?"

"—!?"

In an instant, Mingmei's body stiffened, and her attempt to break free from Machima stopped. She asked in a dry, questioning voice:

"You...you are saying..."

"Denial won't help. The only person who could have been outside the door last night was Akemi-neechan..."

Machima gently took Minmei's hand and helped her place the plate in the sink. Then she carefully washed Minmei's hands, which were covered in foam.

"My ears don't lie. You've been standing outside the door for a long time, haven't you? Were you worried about Shiho?"

"I……"

Seeing that she couldn't deny it, Akemi could only nod guiltily: