Chapter 28 - A Bloodhound Voyeur*

*You can skip this chapter if you aren't a fan of this type of content. However, there is a bit of plot at the beginning.*

(Nero POV)

On the same day, after being questioned by the police and explaining everything that happened – except for my mother's involvement with Altair – Ochaco and I were allowed to go home.

Interestingly, there was no reprimand for eliminating Nomu. Apparently, no one considered it an artificial life form capable of communication like a living being.

Come to think of it, that's a little sad.

If it weren't for the hot water falling on my body right now, I might dwell on the sadness even more.

At that moment, I was in the bathroom. The bathroom in this house was large, divided into two rooms: the first room had a toilet and sink, as well as a closet next to a basket. The second, which was larger, had a shower and a large bathtub.

I liked the bathtub, but sometimes the shower offered a different pleasure.

As the hot water fell on my body, washing away the tiredness from this hectic day, the bathroom door opened, and my dear Ochaco entered in her casual clothes.

"You took your time," I said, admiring Ochaco in her casual clothes.

Ochaco wore a pink shirt with a low cut on her shoulders, leaving them exposed, creating a beautiful paradox of revealing and hiding, stirring my imagination. Below, she wore a pair of pink Bermuda shorts that accentuated her beautiful figure.

This was the kind of outfit Ochaco wore at home.

"Well, after I arrived, I had to call my parents to let them know," Ochaco said as she moved closer to the basket and began to undress. The first piece of clothing she took off was her shoes.

Ochaco stepped onto the floor with her delicate feet, placing her shoes near the clothes rack. She moved her hands down her body, which was the height of youthful femininity, removing her pink shirt and revealing her black bra with studs. Soon after, she pulled down her shorts, revealing her plump, ivory-white thighs, and then my focus shifted to her black panties.

Ochaco put her clothes on the hanger, showing her body without hiding it. Although there was still a certain redness on her cheeks, a smile played on her lips.

Sometimes, words aren't necessary to accomplish something.

I felt a whirlwind of emotions as I gazed at Ochaco's body. Without saying anything, I approached her.

My hand ran through her hair as I moved behind her. Feeling my presence so close, Ochaco gave a slight swallow. Along with my breath near her delicate neck, I could feel her body temperature rising.

My hands moved to unclasp her bra. There wasn't much complication because I had practiced this many times with the same person from whom I was now removing the bra.

Ochaco's large breasts sprang free, and she looked back, innocently and sensually covering her breasts with her hands.

"There's still one piece left," her shy voice entered my ear like the most beautiful symphony.

"Your words are law, my lady." My hands touched the waistband of her panties, and like the noblest of knights, I pulled them down her shapely legs.

Ochaco quickly took the panties from my hand with a mix of embarrassment and happiness, while her eyes roamed over my body.

Although I'm not the physical type, since my powers are more suited for long distances, even so, I have never neglected physical effort.

The result was a well-shaped body with defined muscles, but nothing exaggerated.

"Would you accompany me on my journey of discovery and revelation?" I asked, offering her my hand.

"Why don't you just ask me normally to take a shower with you?" she said, taking my hand and letting out a light laugh.

"That would be too simple." Holding her hand, I pulled her into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Ochaco puts her face against my chest, letting me smell her sweet fragrance.

The water droplets slide down her fair skin, creating a soft sound as they fall. Her auburn hair, completely soaked, clings tightly to her, further accentuating Ochaco's beauty.

The feeling of her body being pressed against mine makes my blood race along with my poor heart. Moving my hands, I hug her, wrapping that slender body that is always in my arms.

"I was a little desperate when you disappeared out of nowhere," Ochaco exclaimed with her face buried in my body as she breathed in my scent.

"No need to worry, since I will always return to your side, and nothing in this world can stop that." I hugged her tighter. "Because I can't let my Ochaco be alone; after all, I have to get rid of the bastards who want to keep her," I said jokingly, but with an exaggerated display of possessiveness.

"Hehehe! That's impossible; I'd rather die than be with someone other than my Nero," Ochaco lifted her face, looking into my golden eyes, while I looked into hers.

Naturally, I kissed her right away, eagerly capturing her beautiful lips without any shame.

A sloppy kiss ensued, her lips parting to meet mine. My hands slid down, grabbing her ass and kneading those two sinful pieces of flesh.

Ochaco opened her mouth, and at that moment, my tongue entered.

"Hmm!...♡ Mhmm!!...♡"

She moaned, letting me touch her however I wanted, practically giving her body to me.

Not knowing how much time had passed, I separated our lips, leaving a long stream of saliva.

Looking at Ochaco's flushed face and slightly swollen lips as she panted in my arms, my desire grew even stronger.

Maybe feeling your pink buds against my chest, and seeing a crystal-clear liquid running down your legs, helped with that.

As the hot water fell on us, Ochaco's hand gently grabbed my little brother, lightly bombing back and forth.

Feeling a wave of pleasure, my hand went to her waist, sliding down her delicate back, shoulders, and well-groomed armpit.

But my eyes fixed on her delicate neck.

While she touched my member, I caressed her neck, making her moan. My hand then moved down her front, touching her private part with my finger.

My finger moved in and out of her sensitive flower, which emanated heat. Little by little, I increased the speed while the pre-cum accumulated in the palm of Ochaco's hand.

But in the end, the first person I saw could only be one person.

"Ah~... Haa....hah... Wait.., I just Aahh!"

Ochaco could no longer contain her voice and came, but I didn't stop and continued caressing her lovingly but firmly.

She moaned as she felt her pink petals being stimulated, and her legs began to weaken. Ochaco could only moan as she held back the embarrassment, making her repeatedly reach a small climax.

I could feel her private part tightening around my finger, almost as if it didn't want to let go.

Ochaco grabbed my body, and with quick movements, the crystal-clear liquid was shot out of her younger sister.

I removed my finger from inside her while Ochaco breathed heavily.

The focus in Ochaco's eyes returned after a while.

Her eyes went to my younger brother.

"That's not fair to you haa… you didn't get there once… haa!" She said tiredly, bending her knees and kneeling at my feet.

This action of hers made me swallow hard, after all, the position she is in is very stimulating.

She smiled with love, excitement, and a great touch of embarrassment, taking the large piece of meat between her fingers and bringing it closer to her face.

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(Roberta POV)

Through the bathroom door, I could see Ochaco who was squatting taking the young master's cock into her mouth.

My unconscious fingers went down to my private part, lowering my pants. My fingers entered my private part.

Here I am, watching my young master receive a blowjob while my fingers brush against my wet lower lips, making me moan a little.

"hmmm~" I bit my lips, muffling my voice. I teased my clitoris a little with my thumb while inserting two fingers inside my pussy.

I moved my fingers in and out, massaging my G-spot. "Ahh~ Nero... Suck my lips..."I moaned his name softly as I touched myself.

Nero rubbed his cock against Ochaco's beautiful face. Ochaco's tongue instantly darted out to greet his thick shaft, giving it kitten licks as Nero ran his cock all over her face.

I increased the pace and began to masturbate furiously. The palm of my left hand went towards my right breast, squeezing it through the maid's clothes, while my fingers pinched the nipple. My imagination grew louder and louder. I imagined Nero passionately sucking my lips, kissing me, while holding me in his arms.

Meanwhile, Ochaco let out a choked moan, an unintentionally sexy sound. He let go of her neck and grabbed the base of her penis, slamming the head against her lips a few times. Ochaco opened her mouth wide, her warm breath tickling his head before he rammed it deep into her sloppy throat.

I watch the bulge disappear, inch by inch, into her throat. Her stubborn lips clung tightly to the head of my young master's penis, not allowing it to completely leave her mouth.

Seeing all this, I played with my pussy and nipples.

My left hand went to her mouth and bit her index finger, wetting it with my saliva as she increased the pace even more.

After a while, I took my finger out of my mouth and stuck it in my ass. For a moment, I almost screamed out loud. Then, I started moving my fingers quickly and violently, giving myself pleasure.

"Ahhh~" I moan uncontrollably, moving my hips along with the finger. With my other hand, I moved my fingers and played with my clit.

Nero buried his cock completely down Ochaco's throat, cumming down her throat.

The young master took a deep breath after the productive orgasm and removed his cock from Ochaco's mouth.

"Ahh~ young master," I murmured, feeling the climax, but continued stimulating my holes while I saw Ochaco open her mouth and show the pool of cum in her mouth. She started moving her tongue in the pool of semen without the slightest shame.

"Swallow," Nero said, and Ochaco swallowed my master's seed in just one gulp.

I could see the semen running down her throat.

Ochaco, after finishing drinking, opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue, almost like a dog pleasing its owner.

Nero moved his hand and stroked her head as he rubbed his dick across her nose and cheek, leaving a trail of semen, almost as if he was marking her as his pose.

Having reached another climax, my fingers curled, letting my liquid fall to the floor.

I need to clean this up.

I thought, without the slightest guilt, of masturbating with a teenager. If this teenager is my master, why would I feel guilt?

I was aware of how absurd this was, but I didn't care. I also didn't care about my voyeur fetish.

Without further delay, I quickly started cleaning the floor so as not to leave any evidence, while the master and Miss enjoyed their bath.