Ultimate Man [JJK X SOL]: Loading Golden Entries at The Start

Maki gave a small nod. "Good. We've got a guest room."

She paused briefly, her mind wandering for just a moment. A small part of her had wanted to invite Ryuji to stay with her instead, but she dismissed the thought almost immediately. With Mai around, it wasn't worth the inevitable teasing.

Her hesitation didn't escape Mai's notice. Seizing the opportunity, Mai turned to Ryuji with a mischievous gleam in her eye. "Or you could just stay in my room," she suggested, her tone casual but dripping with teasing intent.

Maki's sharp eyes immediately darted toward her sister. "Don't listen to her ramblings," she snapped, her tone firm and unyielding.

Mai, far from being deterred, let out a soft laugh, clearly enjoying her sister's reaction. "Relax, I'm just kidding," she said lightly, though the sly grin on her face suggested otherwise.

Ryuji seemed entirely unbothered by the exchange. His calm demeanor only served to amuse Mai further, while Maki seemed determined to ignore her sister's antics altogether.

"Follow me," Maki said briskly, motioning for Ryuji to come along. "Let me take you to the guest room."

Without a word, Ryuji fell into step behind her. Mai, meanwhile, stayed behind, resting her elbows on the table and propping her face in her hands. Her amused gaze followed the pair as they disappeared down the hallway, her thoughts likely filled with further mischief.

The guest room was simple but neat, with minimal decorations and clean bedding. Maki opened the door and stepped aside, letting Ryuji enter first.

"This'll do," Ryuji remarked, glancing around the room. The space was unassuming, but it had everything he needed—a bed, a small desk, and a wardrobe tucked neatly into the corner.

Once inside, he turned to Maki. "I want to freshen up."

Maki nodded. "Go ahead," she said, glancing briefly around the room. "I'll tidy up a few things before you get back."

But before she could make a move, Ryuji began undressing right in front of her.

It was so sudden and so casual that Maki froze for a moment, caught completely off guard. Her eyes widened slightly as her gaze instinctively flickered to his little brother, then quickly darted away.

She was flustered, though she did her best to maintain her composure. Ryuji, on the other hand, seemed entirely unaffected, continuing to remove his clothes with the same nonchalant ease he carried in everything he did.

"I'll be back in a bit," he said, his tone calm, as if he hadn't just stripped down in front of her. With that, he grabbed a towel and headed toward the bathroom, leaving Maki alone in the guest room.

The door clicked shut behind him, and the silence that followed was almost deafening. Maki stood there, rooted to the spot, her mind racing.

She shook her head quickly, trying to dispel the thoughts that were now running wild. 

Taking a deep breath, Maki forced herself to focus. Her eyes scanned the room, searching for something—anything—that could distract her. Spotting a slight wrinkle in the bedspread, she walked over and smoothed it out, her movements sharp and precise.

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Ryuji stepped out of the bathroom, his hair still damp from the shower. A towel hung loosely around his neck as he lazily rubbed his hair, his movements unhurried. The warm bath had left him refreshed. He immediately noticed Maki standing by the bed. She was smoothing the bedsheets, her hands moving mechanically over the fabric. Her focus seemed elsewhere. A wicked grin spread across his face as an idea formed in his mind. Silently, he began moving toward her.

The room was quiet, save for the faint rustle of fabric. Maki didn't hear Ryuji's approach, suddenly she felt a hand come down hard on her plump ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh with a possessive grip that made her gasp, a sharp, involuntary sound that escaped her lips. 

"Heiahhnn~" Her body jerked, but Ryuji was already pulling her back, his other arm snaking around her waist, locking her in place.

Ryuji's mouth crashed down on hers, his tongue forcing its way past her lips, rolling over hers with a ferocity that left her dizzy. Maki's hands flailed for a moment, then clung to his shoulders as the kiss deepened, her body melting against his.

Ryuji's hands were everywhere, one still gripping her ass, kneading the flesh, the other sliding up her side, fingers brushing the underside of her breast.

Aghhn~ Aghhn~

Maki's breath came in ragged gasps, her head falling back as Ryuji's hands moved to her hips, lifting her skirts.

Ryuji's fingers found the waistband of her panties, tugging them aside, Just as Ryuji's hand moved between her legs, his fingers brushing against her wetness, the door slammed open.