The Slightest Touch and I Feel Weak

Author's Notes: written for my Ficlets for Gaza charity drive! this is actually two separate ficlets but i decided to combine them onto one page for now. thank you, boatsman!

“You're such a sweet boy, Shinya-kun,” Haru whispered.

The boy gulped as she hunched over him to give him a soft kiss on his forehead. The two—well, technically three— were left alone in the Mona Van as the other Phantom Thieves trained in Mementos. She had patted her lap for him to use as a pillow as he yawned and yawned, complaining about the little sleep he got due to his newest game being that addicting. It was nice. It was comforting. It was the warmest Shinya had felt in years. However, Haru was a big girl. A really, really big girl. Her tits were the biggest he had seen outside of porn. He could barely make out her face thanks to her pillowy bust. His heart sounded as her plush chest squished against him. The weight of her breasts was overwhelming. It was both a pleasant sensation and a worrying one.

How could she sit up so straight with those things weighing her down?

Still, the idea that he was technically touching a girl’s tits—especially ones as huge as hers and that it was a girl as pretty as Haru Okumura’s tits—excited him in a way that he couldn’t put into words. He swallowed thickly as she gave his forehead another kiss. Her tits squished against his chest and his pants suddenly grew too tight. He shifted in her lap as he realized just how hard he was.

“Oh my.” Shinya’s blood ran cold at the sound of Haru’s sweet little voice. He could feel the weight of her gaze on his twitching bulge. A gasp escaped him as her gloved hand reached for it and stroked him through the tight spandex. Her fingers ran along the shaft before teasing the head and forcing another gasp from him. “I suppose I should help you with this, hm?”

All the boy could do was gape at her as she popped open the buttons of her pink blouse and pulled her breasts from the too-small bra. Her full, heavy tits spilled out onto his chest and against his face. Her skin was so soft and warm and oh god, these were bare boobs these were a real girl’s real boobs—

Precum spurted from his cock and stained his Phantom Thief outfit. After a few elegant motions of Haru’s skilled fingers, his cock sprung from its spandex prison and was out in the air. He huffed. The scent of lavender and vanilla invaded his senses. It was hard to breathe thanks to Haru’s enormous tits but he didn’t dare complain. The sensation of smooth leather against his bare cock was strange but hardly unwelcome. Precum continued to dribble down his shaft in sticky rivulets as she stroked him off.

Pleasure burned through Shinya’s body as his head swam from the lack of oxygen. Having someone else touch him like this felt amazing. He didn’t know how he’d be able to go back to touching himself like usual after this! Fantasies of Haru taking care of him played in his head as he huffed and puffed under the comforting weight of her tits. He thrust into her tight grip, imagining it to be her snug pussy or even her tits. God, he had to fuck her tits at some point. She’d let him do that, right? She was jerking him off, she had to be a weirdo who would let him do whatever he wanted at some point!

Muffled moans escaped the boy as he continued to fuck Haru’s hand. His balls smacked against her as he writhed in pleasure. Then, just as quickly as this all began, it came to a hot, sticky end.

Cum spurted into the air and landed across the blue spandex of his uniform and the sides of Haru’s heavy tits. She cooed as she gently continued to stroke him until he grew soft in her grip. Slowly, she sat upright so that her tits didn’t crush him as much anymore. Air filled Shinya’s lungs as light poured into his eyes. Hazily, he watched her smear his cum across her sweaty breasts and redress herself—oh god, was she going to walk around with his cum under her clothes—and tuck him back into his pants.

Giggling, she leaned forward to give him another kiss. This time it was on the lips.

“Feel free to stay there and take a nap if you need, Shinya-kun.”

He did just that.

“Are… you really sure this can help heal ailments? Joker and Mona-chan have healing Personas,” Haru mumbled as she stroked Shinya's stiff cock. “I have Amirita Shower as well. I could help out–”

Shinya shook his head. “I mean. What if we are all low on SP and hitting them doesn't do anything? This is something that could clear their head!”

“But… What about Mako-chan and the other girls? I can’t really…” The older girl squirmed and rocked from side to side on her knees. Despite her doubt and nervousness about this supposed technique of Shinya’s, her hands never stopped moving. He couldn’t help but smile slightly at that. Still, he needed to think fast.

“Maybe… put your boobs in their face? Force them to suck on them.”

Haru mumbled something that the boy couldn’t quite hear but he simply couldn’t care less. Not when he managed to convince her to touch him like this again. Ever since that other day in Mementos, he couldn’t stop thinking about the weight and softness of her breasts. He even got to school late one day–without breakfast!–because he couldn’t stop masturbating to the memory. Of course, it didn’t feel as good as Haru’s hand but it was alright. He was about to experience something even better than her hand!

“Why don’t you take them out now, Haru-chan?”

With a sigh, Haru did just that. Elegant fingers plucked open the buttons of her blouse and tugged up her bra which forced her huge, heavenly tits to spill out from the shirt’s opening. Shinya’s cock throbbed at the sight of the expanse of her soft skin and her pretty pink nipples. Acting on pure impulse, Shinya gripped onto her shoulders and thrust against the tops of her breasts. His now-leaking shaft spilled precum across her chest as he ground against her. Regrettably cute moans escaped the boy’s lips as he humped her tits. It felt so good already and he wasn’t even doing it properly! She felt so soft and so warm. His mouth watered at the sight of his thrusts causing her chest to wobble and jiggle. Then, something caught his eye. Her normally soft, puffy areolas hid her nipples but now they were stiff and out in the open. Gulping, he dipped his hips and rubbed the head of his cock against the stiff bud. Electricity pulsed through him like a Ziodyne. His dripping tip smeared precum across the pink flesh as it circled her nipple.

“Shinya-kun…” she whispered.

“You feel so good, Haru-chan! I-it’s like you casted Marin Karin on me! I love you! Please let me fuck your tits!”

Giggling softly, Haru shifted herself so that his twitching cock could fit between her cleavage. Warmth and marshmallow softness surrounded him. Shudders ran up and down his spine as his hips snapped forward. His hips clapped against her now wobbling tits at a breakneck speed.

He couldn’t control himself anymore. Haru was just so pretty! Her tits felt incredible! He couldn’t believe he got to do this!

Needy little moans dripped from his lips as pleasure burned through his body. Precum dribbled from his throbbing cock and smeared across the insides of her breasts, making everything nice and slippery and even more amazing for the boy. He stood up from the edge of his seat. Already clumsy thrusts grew wilder and more unrestrained. The sound of hips clapping against sweat-dampened skin filled the heiress’ living room.

“Haru-chan! Haru-chan! Haru-chan! I love you! Love you! Love you! Love you! L-l-love–” The nonsense spilling from Shinya’s lips was suddenly interrupted by a high-pitched whine.

His balls tightened. His hips gave one final slam. Then, milky cum splattered across the tops of her breasts. Runny droplets rolled down her chest and seeped into her cleavage and made things sticky. He gasped as he twitched forward once more and a spurt of semen splashed across her chin and lips. Another whiny moan escaped him as he fell back onto the couch as he continued to cum. The last few shots of his load rushed through the air and landed across her face, some even landing on her forehead and hairline.

“Oh my…” Haru whispered as she slid onto the couch to cradle the panting boy. Her fingers ran through his sweaty hair. He rested against her chest, ignoring the sticky cum that still covered her skin, and got on his jacket, as sleepiness began to settle in. “You know, Shinya-kun… If you just wanted to do this sort of thing again… you could just ask instead of making up silly stories..”

His cheeks burned deeply as he fell asleep, knowing he had been caught.