okay very sorry but this chapter is Obanai x Mitsuri smut if u want u can skip it 

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As soon as Mitsuri opened the door, Obanai didn't waste any time pulling her into a passionate kiss that left them both breathless. His strong arms wrapped around her slender waist while one of his hands gently caressed her cheek before trailing down towards her ample chest. She moaned softly against his lips, feeling overwhelmed by this sudden display of desire from such an esteemed figure in the culinary world. Without breaking their intense connection, Obanai forcefully pushed past Mitsuri and pinned her against the wall; their bodies pressed tightly together from head to toe. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this," he whispered huskily into her ear, nipping at her lobe playfully. 

Unable to resist anymore, Mitsuri arched her back slightly, letting out a deep moan that echoed through the room. Her heart raced wildly as Obanai continued to explore every inch of her body with his skilled fingers. He slowly made his way downwards, stopping at the hemline of her dress which he skillfully lifted up over her hips. With one swift motion, he slipped off her high heels and tossed them aside carelessly before pressing his warm mouth against her sensitive inner thigh. The sensation sent shivers down her spine, causing her to whimper in anticipation for more. 

Chuckling darkly, Obanai leaned in closer to Mitsuri's ear, his hot breath sending tingles throughout her entire being. "I can feel how wet you are already," he spoke seductively. "Your juices are calling out to me, begging to be tasted." His hand moved lower still until finally reaching its target – her swollen clitoris. With gentle yet firm pressure, he began teasing and massaging the tiny nubbin, eliciting gasps and groans of pure pleasure from her. Meanwhile, his other hand worked down, dipping inside her folds to find and stroke her G-spot expertly. 

Mitsuri let out a long, drawn-out moan as Obanai's ministrations grew bolder and more demanding. Her eyes fluttered shut tightly, lost in the haze of pleasure coursing through her veins. "Oh God... Obanai-san..." she breathed raggedly, unable to believe what was happening right there in front of her own kitchen countertop. Every touch from him felt like electric shockwaves radiating straight to her core, leaving her achingly aroused and desperate for release. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her whole body trembling with anticipation as she waited eagerly for him to push her over the brink. 

"I can't wait to be inside you," hearing those words sent another wave of excitement rippling through Mitsuri's body. She couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to have Obanai's thick cock buried deep within her, filling her up completely. Her walls were throbbing uncontrollably now, begging for him to claim her as his own. And just when she thought she couldn't take much more, he pulled away suddenly, making her whimper in protest. But then he surprised her even further by lifting her effortlessly onto the countertop itself. Before she knew it, he had positioned himself behind her and was lining up his hard length with her dripping entrance. With one powerful thrust, he plunged into her depths, eliciting a loud cry of pleasure from Mitsuri as they became one under the dim lighting of her kitchen. 

"Ah~ yes~ faster~" Mitsuri begged as Obanai obliged without hesitation. His pace quickened, hammering into her relentlessly as if trying to mark his territory forever. She threw her head back and arched her spine off the cool countertop in deep pleasure. Their sweat-slicked bodies collided repeatedly. Mitsuri cried out his name over and over again, her voice hoarse from all the screaming. "I am close" he groaned as he continued thrusting inside her.

 Feeling Obanai's rigid member pulsing against her insides, Mitsuri couldn't hold back any longer. Her muscles clamped down around him, milking his cock with a strength that took his breath away. She dug her nails into his shoulders, urging him to go faster, harder, deeper. Soon he came inside her. When it was finally over, they collapsed onto the floor, spent but satisfied. Looking up at him with adoration in her eyes, Mitsuri murmured, "That was incredible." He pulled her into a hug as she nuzzled in his neck. "I love you," he said as he felt a wave of deja vu it was like this feeling was familiar and he never felt like this with anyone, not even Shinobu. His eyes widened and he hugged her tightly and stroked her hair "I love you so much... I am sorry for everything" he said still in shock as Mitsuri looked at him in confusion 'Did he get his memory back?' she thought not immediately jumping into conclusions. 

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I am only doing this cause its an obamitsu story too