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Minato and Mitsuru both stood in front of each other, in-between Mitsuru's luxurious couch and table inside her dorm room. It has only been a couple of weeks since Mitsuru confessed her love to Minato on the school rooftop after Minato helped get Mitsuru out of an arranged engagement that would have led to an unhappy marriage and an unhappy life for the young heiress of the Kirijo Group. After Mitsuru confessed to Minato that she loved him, they both entered a new romantic relationship with each other.
Minato and Mitsuru had both just finished talking about how Mitsuru no longer needs to use her motorcycle as a means to escape from her negative feelings and responsibilities, and how she hopes she will be able to go on a nice ride with Minato one day when he officially gets his license. She even mentioned how special Minato's name had become to her, how she would holler it out if she was ever in trouble, and it really warmed Minato's heart to know that Mitsuru thought so highly of him like that.
Minato had his arms wrapped around Mitsuru's upper body, embracing her in a warm and loving hug while smiling gently at her.
"Minato…" Mitsuru spoke softly.
This was still something new to Minato that he never expected to hear. For most of the time that Minato had known Mitsuru, she only ever called him by his last name, just like the rest of her underclassmen. It was only recently that she started calling him by his first name. She also has only ever spoken to him in a composed, confident, and very mature manner; It was honestly sexy. Although, now that Minato and Mitsuru have become an official couple, the tone in Mitsuru's voice would occasionally change from being mature and composed to soft and, sometimes, slightly embarrassed. Strangely enough, that was both very cute and quite sexy.
Minato just kept on finding newer ways to love Mitsuru and all that she is, from her overwhelming confidence and elegant skill on the battlefield to her determination to help her student body succeed, to her desire to make sure that the Kirijo Group rises above after her father's passing, to how adorably clueless she is when it comes to doing the less sophisticated things in life due to her sheltered, high-class upbringing, and (of course) her naturally beautiful long, wavy red hair and red eyes.
Although long before Minato even came to truly fall in love with Mitsuru for all that she is, there was already one thing about Mitsuru that Minato knew that he already loved about her from the very night that they first met… Her boots. Most of the time, whenever Minato would see Mitsuru, she'd always be wearing a pair of knee-length, high-heeled, buckled black leather boots, and Minato would always find himself feeling a certain tightness from within his pants every time he saw Mitsuru wearing them. He also always had to make sure he didn't end up licking his lips or leaving his mouth open to drool like a creepy idiot whenever he saw them since he didn't want Mitsuru to get any ideas about what he was thinking.
However, with Minato holding Mitsuru in the loving hug he had her in right now, he couldn't help but dart his eyes down at those perfect, well-maintained, clean boots. He wouldn't dare take his eyes off of them… in fact, he was practically craving to feel them right now.
Mitsuru seemed to have noticed Minato looking down at the floor.
"Minato?" Mitsuru spoke up, gaining Minato's full attention again. "...Why are you looking down at the floor?"
Minato felt his body freeze. Looks like he just got busted… What was he supposed to tell her? Should he try to make up an excuse and say that he saw a spider by her feet? …No, she would know that staring at the floor for a while because of a spider and not immediately addressing it would be a lousy excuse.
But still, Minato didn't want to just straight up tell Mitsuru that he's been lusting over her boots. He didn't want to risk ruining their newfound romantic relationship and he didn't want her to think of him as a total creep… even though such lustful thoughts practically made him qualify as a creep anyway.
"Minato!" Mitsuru said more sternly.
Minato felt his body tense up. It looked like there was no excuse for this one… He had to come clean to his girlfriend. He took a deep breath before answering.
"Mitsuru…" Minato began. "...I was actually admiring your boots…"
Mitsuru's eyes widened a little in surprise. She felt a bit of pink reach her cheeks.
"M- …My boots?" Mitsuru asked; her voice in a slightly embarrassed tone.
Minato felt his eyes widen a little in surprise. This was a completely different reaction from Mitsuru than the one he was previously expecting. He was so sure that Mitsuru would look at him with either awkwardness, disgust, or even both. But no, she's apparently more surprised by his answer than anything.
"W- What are you admiring about my boots?" Mitsuru asked, trying to regain her composure.
Minato was still feeling nervous about telling Mitsuru the entire truth. However, since Mitsuru wasn't looking at him with awkward disgust right now, he assumed that it was perhaps okay to go on ahead and tell her. After all, she did ask.
"Mitsuru… I just can't stop thinking about how unbelievably sexy your boots are." Minato answered honestly. "The way they nearly touch your knees, the long heels at the bottom of those pitch black soles, and the perfectly clean and perfect condition of the black leather… I love seeing how the leather of your boots bend, wrinkle, and move along with your feet wherever they move. I love hearing the loud clacks of the heels of your boots wherever you walk like the powerful empress I know that you are. I also love the crunchy squeaks from the leather of your boots, and… I even sometimes fantasize about feeling the leather of your boots on my skin."
Mitsuru felt the pink on her cheeks turn to a dark shade of red as she looked down at her own boots. Mitsuru suddenly remembered a talk she once had with both her stylist and her father, back when the stylist picked out Mitsuru's boots. The stylist talked about how Mitsuru would be getting a lot of attention from boys and girls with her new boots because of how powerful the boots will make her look. Her father also warned Mitsuru about the chances of boys coming up to her because of her boots. He warned her that most boys love the image of a strong woman in black boots, and they would demand her to either step or stomp on them for their own sexual pleasures.
Much like her father and stylist warned her, Mitsuru had indeed gotten a lot of attention from boys, even quite a few girls, and a lot of the boys wanted her to dominate them with her boots. Mitsuru strictly shot them all down in disgust, telling the horny kids to get their act together… However, for some odd reason, hearing Minato praise Mitsuru's boots right now somehow felt less disgusting to her.
"Well… I, um…" Mitsuru stumbled over her words, completely unsure of how to respond.
"I understand if this isn't something that you wanted to hear, Mitsuru." Minato said, his face filled with shame. "If you now think any less of me because of it-"
"No…!" Mitsuru said aloud. "I… I honestly don't know what I'm feeling. Normally, I would feel disgusted by how people would talk about my boots and what they want me to do with them, but… when I hear what you have to say about them, I instead feel… ugh, I’m sorry, I’m just so confused right now."
"...But you know that you're not feeling disgusted?" Minato asked with his head slightly tilted to the side.
"I feel like…" Mitsuru paused for a few seconds. "...I feel like when you talk about my boots the way you do, that you don't mean it in a way to objectify me… like you still think of me as a real woman."
Minato's facial expression turned into one of sincerity. He gently placed his left hand on Mitsuru's right cheek.
"Mitsuru, I don't have to think of you as a real woman. You are a real woman." Minato said softly. "That's actually why I was afraid to tell you why I was staring at your boots. I didn't want you to feel creeped out by me lusting over your boots, because your personal comfort is much more important than any lustful feelings I may have… You're my girlfriend, and I love you more than anything else."
Although she was still blushing like mad, Mitsuru felt a smile form on her face; she even felt like a wave of relief had just washed over her. Hearing Minato's reassuring words that he genuinely loved Mitsuru as a person and cared more for her own personal comfort than his own sexual needs, it all felt liberating to her.
"Oh, Minato…" Mitsuru said softly before she slowly leaned in and pressed her lips gently against Minato's.
Minato felt himself smiling even while his lips were getting sucked by Mitsuru. He leaned in to deepen the kiss, which caused Mitsuru to let out a soft moan.
As they kissed, a sudden thought popped into Mitsuru's head… What would it feel like to willingly allow Minato to feel the touch of her boots? If it were any other boy, or perhaps even any girl, she'd easily refuse. However, since Minato was actually her boyfriend, and because Minato actually cared more for Mitsuru’s personal comfort, it felt like it helped Mitsuru actually consider this kind of foreplay.
Eventually, Minato and Mitsuru broke the kiss apart in need of a quick breather. They gently placed their foreheads against each other's, and Mitsuru had her eyes locked onto Minato's.
"...Well… would you like to have my boots?" Mitsuru asked.
"W- What?" Minato stuttered, his face covered with a sudden dark shade of pink.
Mitsuru slowly motioned her right boot forward and placed the toe box down on top of Minato's left foot. Minato's face was now a dark shade of red, which made Mitsuru chuckle to herself with a smirk.
"You do want my boots, don't you Minato?" Mitsuru spoke in a rather seductive tone while lightly grinding her boot onto Minato's foot, which made Minato feel a greater sense of tightness in his pants than ever before. "My boots are all yours."
Minato felt his breathing get heavier over Mitsuru putting her boot on his foot while speaking to him so seductively like that. Although they didn't say anything to each other, both Minato and Mitsuru moved away from the living room area of Mitsuru's dorm room, and over to the bedroom area. This allowed them to have more space, without being cramped together by a couple of couches and a table.
Mitsuru slowly moved her right boot from Minato's foot and slowly motioned the instep and vamp parts of her boot across the shin and the calf of Minato's right leg. Minato closed his eyes as he felt his breathing become shaky. He let out a few faint moans of pleasure from the feeling of Mitsuru's boot massaging his lower leg. Although, it would feel much better if Mitsuru were to massage her boot against his bare skin.
Minato reached down for his right pant leg and pulled it up, allowing Mitsuru's boot to actually touch his skin. Mitsuru continued to massage her boot across Minato's lower leg, which made Minato's faint moans become a little bit more audible. The sound of Minato's moans softly rang into Mitsuru's ears. His moans sounded so husky, low, and rough, and they were practically music to her.
Suddenly, an idea popped into Mitsuru's head.
"You love that, Minato. Don't you?" Mitsuru asked, once again in that seductive tone of voice.
Minato let out a couple of shaky breaths before answering.
"Y- Yes, Mitsuru… Your boot feels so good on my skin." Minato spoke, his voice still sounding husky.
Mitsuru smirked before she removed her boot from Minato's lower leg.
"Then do me a favor and remove your pants." Mitsuru demanded softly. "It’ll be difficult for my boots to properly touch your skin with your pants on."
Minato practically wasted no time listening to Mitsuru's demands. After all, with how he was feeling right now, how could he possibly say no to his Empress? He first had to remove his shoes, since trying to get pants off with shoes still on is quite tedious. He then unbuckled his belt, loosening the hips of the pants, unbuttoned and undid the zipper, and allowed his pants to drop down to the floor just before he pulled the rest of his legs out from his pants.
With Minato's bare legs now completely exposed, Mitsuru couldn't help slightly admire the fairly toned muscles in Minato's legs. This, surely, had to be the result of all the running and fighting that Minato had gone through over the course of nearly a whole year, both inside and outside of Tartarus when dealing with Shadows. It made Mitsuru feel rather curious as to what the rest of Minato's body looked like underneath the rest of his clothes, which ended up causing her to feel a little bit of pink reach her cheeks.
Mitsuru also couldn't help but notice the large bulge in Minato's gray boxers. Mitsuru began to think back to what she learned during her Sex Education course back in her earlier high school years. She remembered how she learned that whenever men get sexually excited, the blood flow within the penis is accelerated, causing the penis to straighten and become stiff. She also remembered being taught that when a man's penis or testicles are touched, it makes it much easier for them to cum.
Mitsuru wondered to herself how quickly she could possibly get Minato to cum if she were to put her boots on his member, his testicles, or perhaps even both… However, she ultimately decided that she would just simply continue what she was doing previously.
As Mitsuru once again continued to massage her boot across the entirety of Minato's right leg, Minato once again found himself moaning in great pleasure. However, Minato noticed Mitsuru doing something else while she continued to massage his leg. Mitsuru was motioning her left boot around, allowing the leather to bend, wrinkle, and follow the motion of her foot while also making those crunchy squeak sounds, just the way Minato loves it.
Minato's moans were now becoming a bit louder as he watched Mitsuru move her left boot around as she continued to massage his leg with her right boot. He felt as if she was practically teasing him at this point. The blood from within his member was now flowing so fast, his hands were twitching with the urge to touch it… or better yet, he wanted to grab hold of Mitsuru’s right boot and pull it up to touch his member.
Much to her own surprise, Mitsuru found herself chuckling at Minato’s struggle to maintain control of himself. Never in her life did she ever think that she’d find so much enjoyment in toying with someone’s sexual desires, specifically her own boyfriend's. It was such a strangely amazing feeling. She was now curious to see how long she could continue to tease Minato before he gave in to temptation.
Mitsuru moved her right boot from Minato's right leg, placed it back down onto the floor, and then moved her left boot over to massage Minato's left leg instead while also motioning her right boot around to bend and wrinkle the leather while also making crunchy squeak sounds. As he continued to moan a bit loudly, Minato was now having an even harder time trying to keep himself from grabbing onto one of Mitsuru's boots to put over his now throbbing member. Mitsuru then lowered her left boot back onto the floor and moved it a little behind her while putting her right boot out in front of her.
"You still want my boots, Minato?" Mitsuru asked seductively with a smirk, causing Minato to grunt impatiently. Mitsuru slowly lifted up her right boot and dangled it in front of Minato's member. "You can have my boots however you want. You can freely touch them if you so desire, stroke on the leather, and make them crunch. You can even manually move them around, bend them and wrinkle them in any way you want them to… It's your choice, Minato. You choose what you want to do with my boo-"
Mitsuru was cut off by the sudden, hard grasp from Minato's right hand grabbing hold of the ankle area of Mitsuru's right boot. Minato let out a few heavy breaths before he slowly pulled Mitsuru's boot closer to him and placed the sole onto his member, causing him to let out a moan of relief.
Mitsuru chuckled to herself as she then started to slowly move her right boot around, massaging Minato's member and making him moan some more. Minato also took this opportunity to stroke his thumbs on Mitsuru's boot for his own pleasure. The stroking started off soft, but each stroke became rougher and rougher as time passed on. Feeling the roughness of Minato's strokes, Mitsuru decided that she had to get rough herself. Mitsuru shook and turned her boot side to side as she lightly ground her boot down harder onto Minato's member.
Minato let out an absurdly loud moan, which made Mitsuru's smirk grow bigger. As Mitsuru continued to grind her boot onto Minato's member, she was suddenly struck with a realization that she wished she had thought of before. Since Mitsuru already had her right boot on Minato, she would have some trouble moving her left boot anywhere else onto him… plus, she wanted to put her boots on the rest of Minato's body.
"Minato…" Mitsuru said softly as she then stopped grinding her boot on Minato's member, but still gently pressing onto it with the toe box of her boot every two seconds. "...Would you mind taking off the rest of your clothes for me?"
Minato's eye's suddenly bolted wide open and his face once again turned dark red.
"W- What?!" Minato shrieked in both surprise and embarrassment.
It was one thing for Minato to willingly lose his pants for the sake of allowing Mitsuru's boots to touch his bare skin, but never had Minato ever actually thought about getting completely naked before her.
"It's not exactly fair for me to not get to use both of my boots on you." Mitsuru whispered seductively. "Standing up like this, I can only use one boot at a time before switching to the other. Also, because you're still wearing the rest of your clothes, I cannot properly touch the rest of you with my boots."
Mitsuru then pushed her boot down harder onto Minato's member and left it there, forcing Minato to let out another loud moan.
"Minato, please…" Mitsuru pleaded seductively. "My boots need to touch all of you."
Minato panted huskily. Although the idea of stripping down to bare nudity still felt pretty weird to him, Minato couldn't dare say 'no' to Mitsuru, especially not when she was the one willingly giving him the pleasure of having her boots on him and simply asking for some cooperation.
Minato first started by removing the blazer from his school uniform. He then loosened the tie that hung around the collar of his white dress shirt and then proceeded to unbutton his dress shirt and then remove it, revealing his well-sculpted and fairly toned upper body. Mitsuru couldn't help but admire the entirety of Minato's muscular body, from his neck to his shoulders, to his triceps and biceps, to his pecs, to his abs, and the muscles in his thighs, his shins, and his calves.
They were all such fine muscles, and seeing Minato like this made Mitsuru feel her cheeks turn into a dark shade of pink. However, that wasn't all that she was feeling. Mitsuru also felt an incredibly strange feeling from within her body. She felt as if her breasts were becoming full of something, and her nipples were also hardening. She also felt her heart beating at a faster pace, and her breathing also became a little heavier.
Mitsuru's attention had been so focused on Minato's muscular body, that it took her a while to notice that Minato had already removed his boxers, revealing his long and stiff member hanging from in between his legs, and a small sack of testicles hanging right behind the member… Mitsuru once again felt another strange sensation coming over her. Ever since learning about the penis, and seeing an illustration of it during her Sex Education course, Mitsuru always found the image of the penis to be pretty freaky. However, seeing Minato’s long and stiff member at this very moment, Mitsuru felt a strange, tingly feeling occurring from where her womanhood is. She also felt as if her body heat was getting warmer, and her legs were now slightly shaking.
With her breasts filling up, her nipples hardening, her body temperature rising, and feeling a tingly sensation in between her legs, Mitsuru was certain that this had to be the feelings of a woman who is sexually aroused. Mitsuru took in a couple of deep breaths in an attempt to get herself together.
“Right, so…” Mitsuru paused for a few seconds, feeling slightly embarrassed at the situation that both she and Minato were in right now. “...Lay down on the floor and spread your legs out for me.”
Listening to Mitsuru’s instructions, Minato slowly motioned his body down onto the soft, carpeted floor, and laid down on his back. As Minato spread his legs out, Mitsuru then took in another deep breath before she moved closer to Minato, both of her legs standing right in between her boyfriend's. Mitsuru then motioned her right boot in front of her and placed it on top of Minato’s muscular chest. She also placed her left boot on top of Minato’s member, which caused Minato to let out a huffed moan.
Mitsuru began to twist and turn her right boot side to side, grinding it down onto Minato’s chest while allowing her left boot to continuously press down onto Minato’s member like mashing a button. Minato’s moans had now become so loud that they were practically like shouts at this point. Minato once again grabbed a hold of Mitsuru’s right boot and roughly stroked the leather with his thumbs, which made Mitsuru smile. Mitsuru then tried motioning her right boot everywhere that she could touch on Minato’s upper body; she motioned her boot onto his pecs, his abdomen, and both sides of his rib cage, allowing the rest of Minato’s body to feel the pleasure of feeling the leather of Mitsuru’s boot. While she was allowing her right boot to explore the rest of Minato’s body, Mitsuru then moved her left boot in a motion much like when a car driver moves their foot from the gas pedal over to the brake and then back to the gas again.
Minato let out some more very loud moans as he felt Mitsuru’s right boot touch and massage every part of his upper body while also letting the left boot practically dance on his member. As he watched the leather of Mitsuru's boots bend, winkle, and motion along with the movement of her feet, along with listening to the crunching squeaks of her boots, He could now feel a pulsing twitch occurring from within his member.
As Mitsuru moved her right boot to caress Minato’s cheeks, a solemn look appeared on Mitsuru’s face despite it still being flushed
“I- I never imagined myself doing anything like this… not with you, at least." Mitsuru said softly. "When I was engaged to that snob of a man, even though I told myself that marrying him would help secure the future for the Kirijo Group, I couldn't help but imagine that he would have eventually demanded me to do whatever sexual acts he wanted me to… It both disgusted and frightened me."
Although he was still moaning in great pleasure at the touch of Mitsuru’s boots, Minato couldn’t help but look at her with a concerned look. Hearing what Mitsuru just said made him feel worried that Mitsuru was now starting to feel uncomfortable with what she was doing, which wouldn’t be too much of a surprise to him given how Mitsuru’s ex-fiance treated her.
Minato opened his mouth, attempting to ask Mitsuru if she wanted to stop, but Mitsuru spoke up again.
“However, now that I’m doing this kind of stuff with you… I actually feel quite happy.” Mitsuru said with a smile on her face. “I’m genuinely happy to be performing these acts with the boy I love, who truly loves me in return, and treats me like I am my own person; I am free to make my own decisions and follow my own dreams… Minato, there is nobody in this world who is more deserving of having my boots than you.”
Minato felt a smile form on his face as a wave of relief swept over him. Mitsuru then moved her right boot away from Minato’s cheeks and all the way down to his crotch. As Mitsuru lightly lifted up her left boot from Minato’s member, she then used her right boot’s toe box to lift the member up and then move her boot underneath it; she then lowered her right boot until the sole of the toe box was now touching Minato’s testicles, causing Minato to let out a gasp of surprise.
Mitsuru placed her left boot back on top of Minato’s member and began to, once again, continuously press down onto it; she also started to slowly, and lightly, press the sole of her right boot's toe box down onto Minato's testicles. Once again, Minato found himself moaning very loudly in tremendous pleasure. His body was feeling so hot at this point, he could almost swear that he could catch fire at any moment. The pulsing twitch from within his member was becoming more intense with each passing second; he felt as if his member was becoming filled with something.
"Come on, Minato… cum for me." Mitsuru pleaded a little loudly while huffing lustfully. "Please, my love, cum onto my boots."
Minato felt that the filling sensation from within his member was becoming more and more intense. The combination of feeling Mitsuru’s extraordinarily sexy boots continuously pressing onto his member and lightly pressing onto his testicles, along with Mitsuru’s pleas to cum onto said boots, was all too much for Minato to be able to handle. He couldn’t be able to hold in the filling sensation within his member much longer.
“...Cum all over my boots!” Mitsuru cried out loud.
Finally, Minato just let it all come out.
With his eyes closed tightly, and letting a loud, orgasmic scream escape from his mouth, Minato felt massive loads of sperm come jetting out from the head of his member and onto the insteps, the vamps, and the toe boxes of Mitsuru’s boots. The whole experience took about a total of twenty-five seconds; the first load took almost half the time to just about completely cover up Mitsuru’s right boot before she moved her left boot underneath Minato’s member, letting the other remaining loads cover up her left boot with the same amount.
With Minato now panting heavily, and his body breaking out into a sweat in the aftermath, Mitsuru looked down at her newly cum-coated boots. She was honestly surprised that this was the result of Minato getting to have the pleasure of having Mitsuru’s boots on him. Although she did plead for Minato to cum all over her boots, she wasn’t really expecting him to actually leave oodles of cum all over the tops; not to say that she really minded it, though. In fact, having her boots now covered with oodles of Minato’s sperm actually left Mitsuru feeling quite happy in an odd sense. It all just felt so satisfying.
Minato began to slowly lift his upper body up from the floor as he came up into a sitting position, still panting heavily after having such a long climax. Minato then looked down at Mitsuru’s boots; his eyes bolted wide open at how much his own cum had covered up the boots.
“Whoa… That’s a whole lot.” Minato spoke up before he let out a light chuckle.
“Yes, it is…” Mitsuru said softly with both a small blush and a smile on her face. “However, I don’t really mind it. It’s a nice memento, letting me know how much you really loved it.”
As he felt his breathing slowly revert back to normal, Minato slowly reached his right hand out to gently grab Mitsuru’s. Mitsuru looked down at him with a curious look on her face; Minato looked up at Mitsuru with a soft, genuine smile.
“Mitsuru… Thank you.” Minato said softly. “I cannot stress enough how grateful I am for you allowing me to feel the pleasure of having your boots on me… You really didn’t have to do that for me, you know.”
Mitsuru felt her face soften as she crouched down to her knees; her right hand still holding onto Minato’s.
“Of course, I know that, Minato… But, even still, I wanted to do it.” Mitsuru responded softly as she still smiled at Minato. “With everything you have done for me and everything you have given me, I really wanted to give you something in return. You’ve helped me learn to be more confident in myself and believe in my own independent decisions. You taught me that I can both be passionate about taking care of my family’s company and still be willing to be free whenever I need to be. You taught me that marrying someone for love is much more worthwhile than marrying someone for mutual benefits. Even right now… you have taught me that sexual pleasures are best experienced when sharing them with someone I love.”
Mitsuru slowly reached her left hand out and gently placed it on Minato’s cheek.
“I love you so much, Minato,” Mitsuru said ever so softly; her eyes glistening with pure emotion, “and I will gladly give myself to you however you want me to… so long as you continue to keep your promise to take good care of me and treat me as your equal.”
Minato let go of Mitsuru’s right hand and slowly pulled his right hand over to gently touch Mitsuru’s left hand.
“...Always…” Minato whispered softly.
Mitsuru leaned her upper body closer to Minato, allowing her knees to fall down to the floor. Minato himself leaned in closer to Mitsuru, and eventually, they felt their lips come into contact with each other. The kiss lasted for a good twelve seconds, and they both made soft moans as they kissed one another.
Eventually, Minato and Mitsuru broke the kiss apart. Mitsuru's soft facial expression had changed into a bit of a more serious one.
"Alright, now that we are done with this activity, I need you to do me a favor." Mitsuru said.
"Of course, my love, whatever you need." Minato said, still using a soft tone.
Despite still having a bit of a serious look on her face, Mitsuru still felt her cheeks turn into bright pink while also feeling a small smile form on her face.
"I need you to run down to the nearest store and grab some light detergent." Mitsuru explained. "I need to clean my boots of your sperm, and I cannot just step out of my room with my boots still coated with it."
Minato chuckled in amusement. "As you wish, Mitsuru."
With that said, Minato lifted himself up from the floor and began to put all of his clothes back on. After getting dressed, Minato made sure to give Mitsuru one more quick kiss before heading out of her dorm room.
After Minato left, Mitsuru once again looked back down at her cum-coated boots. Mitsuru thought back to when she was just had her boots all over Minato and she felt the small smile on her face grow bigger as she began to twist and turn both of her boots, fantasizing about when she would get to have the pleasure of letting Minato feel the touch of her boots on his body and leave oodles of cum all over them again.
"Please don't keep me waiting, my love." Mitsuru said softly to herself.