Prompt: Haru's Fantasy (Persona) (Patreon)

Summary: Haru Okumura's been feeling pretty built up lately. It's time for her to have a break with a hot shower and a fantasy involving her favorite Fool. Includes: Masturbation.

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Haru covered her face from the hot air as an explosion rocked the area. She felt her legs shaking as she tried to remain where she stood, breathing in the ash and soot from the blast of fire. When she opened her eyes, she saw Panther locked in battle with a pair of Succubus-type Shadows, swinging her whip at them as Hecate unleashed a wave of fire behind her. 

The others were in similar states of battle. Haru had never seen a group of Shadows this big before, though her teammates seemed ultimately unphased. Of course they were. They had been at this for months longer than she had…

Still, that didn’t mean she couldn’t help! Haru ran forward, axe in hand as she sliced one Shadow in half. She beamed with pride at her attack, only to hear the familiar roar of an engine. 

Haru caught her hat from flying off her head as Queen drove by, calling out to her Persona as she jumped off the speeding vehicle. Haru couldn’t believe her eyes as she watched the motorcycle Persona transform into Anat and unleash several more explosions, destroying five Shadows at once. 

Mako-chan was so skilled and powerful… Haru had to try and carry her own weight, at least. She pulled out her grenade launcher and fired several shots at a nearby Shadow. The hits made the giant stumble, before it turned towards her, staring at her with rage-filled eyes. 

It moved like a train, racing towards her with a tremendous roar as Haru’s eyes widened. 

“Black Frost!” Haru felt a cold breeze stroke her arm, before her eyes widened to find the Shadow was frozen in ice. It fell to the ground as Haru turned towards her savior. 

“T-thank you, Joker!” she beamed, and he smiled back with a nod. 

“My pleasure. You okay?”

“Y-yes, I’m alright. I-I’ve just never seen so many Shadows before in Mementos.”

“Don’t worry, you’re doing great,” he smiled. Despite everything that had gone down between the two, he was still just as kind and friendly as he was before. A good man who only wanted to care for her...

“Here, let me give you a boost.” Joker switched Persona, and Haru felt a tingle run down her spine as she stared at the man. Then she felt a rush of energy as her cheeks tinged a subtle shade of red under her mask. 

“I just gave you a power boost. Now, go get them, Beauty Thief!” he grinned, before throwing himself back into the conflict.

Haru watched him go, blinking once, then twice, before she clutched her axe tightly in hand. She ran forward, slicing through another Shadow as she fought by Joker’s side.

Ren was an amazing man. It wouldn’t have been an exaggeration to say he was the one she was closest to on the team, with Mako-chan a close second. Ren was so kind, and supportive. 

Haru felt a rush going through her as she fought by his side. She cleaved through another Shadow, before dodging an attack and kicking another one down. She grinned with pride, catching Joker’s nod of approval from the corner of her eye.

The two fought side by side, like one of Haru’s favorite shows. The hero fighting with their closest friend, slaying monsters, saving lives as heroes of justice! Haru beamed at Joker, marveling at the skill and style he had in every movement…

He turned his silver eyes to her, smiling, before something changed. His eyes widened as he screamed her name.

“Noir!”

He tackled her, and Haru saw the long, black tendril slicing into the ground where she once stood. It could have knocked her out in one blow, or worse. Haru trembled from the realization, but Joker’s warmth eased her. 

They hit the ground, and he laid on top of her, trying to say something. Haru wished she could have heard him, but her heart was pounding too loudly to hear reality. He was on top of her, their bodies pressed together. 

He had his arms on either side of her head, trapping her under him as she stared at him. A-and her breasts…

Haru never considered herself a p-perverted girl, but she felt Joker’s body on top of hers. It sent shivers through her body as his chest pressed down on her breasts. Her nipples poked against the inside of her bra as she panted under him. 

She felt hot. Out of breath. Every breath she took, though, carried the sweet aroma of Joker’s cologne into her. She stared into his metallic eyes, heard his voice calling out to her…

“Noir, are you okay? Noir?” She blinked, and she felt how hot her cheeks were burning as she nodded her head.

“Y-yes. I’m okay, t-thank you, Joker!” He smiled at her, before rising up and helping her onto her feet. 

That smile… It seemed to sparkle at her as he gave her a wink.

“You owe me one now, Noir,” he teased, before he jumped back into the fray like the hero she knew he was. 

Haru’s heart pounded against the inside of her chest. Her nipples were hard, a-and she felt her panties turning wet because of… of…

She wanted to smack her cheeks and cry. What was wrong with her?! This was hardly the time o-or place! She shook her head, trying to rid herself of the blush that was crawling down her neck. She took a deep breath, before exhaling. 

She picked up her fallen weapon and steeled herself as she watched Joker fighting with the others by his side. They were all so amazing, and here she was, standing by like a bystander. 

Haru ran forward, ignoring the moistness between her legs or the heat still burning deep in her chest.

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The auburn-haired woman fell onto her bed, groaning quietly. She was tired from the fight. While it felt like they had fought for hours on end, Haru could hardly believe it had only been a few minutes. She felt an inkling of shame as she realized she had been the one most out of breath… 

To make matters worse, she still felt, well, hot. She turned her body over, laying on her back as she pulled out her phone. She looked up some random videos on the small device, trying to distract her mind from the handsome, raven-haired hero who saved her life yet again. 

Haru bit the inside of her cheek as she realized how her thoughts had betrayed her yet again. Ren wasn’t just handsome. Well, yes, he was, that was an obvious fact, like how Ann or Makoto were beautiful, but Ren… 

Ren was a prince straight out of a fairy tale. His smile and eyes, his heroic nature, his kind heart. Just thinking about him drove Haru to groan again as she dropped her phone.

Playing with er phone wasn’t working. She couldn’t stop thinking about him, try as she might. The song playing on her phone did little to help. 

It was the latest song on her playlist. A love song between a young, abused woman and the lost, but heroic man who found her and lifted her up from her past. She took her phone and paused the song, frowning as Ren polluted her mind.

No, polluted was the wrong word. Ren was a good man, but… but…

Haru sighed. Perhaps a shower would ease her mind?

The woman lifted her sweaty body up from the bed and rolled her shoulder. She walked to the bathroom, leaving her room behind and entering the rather luxurious room. She pulled at her clothes, peeling the fabric off of her skin as she glanced at her reflection.

Without her large, poofy sweater, she wore a plain, white shirt that was clinging to her skin. Her cheeks flared up as she realized the shirt was slightly see through now. She blushed with shame as she quickly pulled her shirt off.

Taking clothes off was always easier than putting them on. It was something that shamed Haru, but she was fatter than most girls her age. She glanced at the mirror, looking her body over as Ren’s words played through her mind. 

It was about a week ago. Sugimura had found her and Ren, and he had commented how she could stand to lose weight. Little comments like those were a common weapon of his. They made small, but precise cuts, knocking her self-esteem down each time.

After Sugimura left, Ren was quick to pick Haru back up, and his words rang through her mind as she stared at her shirtless figure.

“You’re a beautiful woman, Haru. Don’t listen to a thing that bastard has to say.” 

Beautiful… He thought she was beautiful. Haru’s lips turned into a small smile as she tried to fix her mindset. Her bra fell to the ground as she looked at herself. 

She wasn’t fat. Her chest was just bigger than most girls. She placed her hands on her tits, gently squeezing them, feeling her fingers sink into her flesh. Her eyes widened, and she turned hot once more as she shook her head. 

Without her bra or shirt to cover them, her breasts jiggled with the slightest movement. She felt them gently smack against her chest as she glanced at her reflection again. She undid her skirt, letting it fall down her body as she looked at her wide hips. 

She hid it under her clothes, but Haru was curvier than one would expect. She never felt comfortable showing off said figure, but… but maybe she should consider it? Her hands slid up and down her smooth, naked skin, before tracing the outline of her pink panites. 

Her hips swayed slightly, back and forth. Her heart was beating rapidly as she examined herself. Was she… pretty? Did other boys think she was beautiful? As disgusting as it was to think about, Sugimura would never want an ugly wife… 

More importantly, did Ren think she was pretty? Her cheeks burned hot again as she sighed, realizing how bad she was at not thinking about the young man. She hooked her thumbs against her panties and pulled them down. Her blush remained as she noticed the damp spot on her underwear. 

Her panties slid down her slender thighs, before she looked at her reflection again. She found herself noticing the little things about her that were pretty. Her small nose. Her fluffy hair, something she noticed Ren would compliment. Her bright eyes. Her full lips. 

She smiled at her reflection, before turning to the large shower her family owned. While Haru was never one to flaunt her wealth, her father had been different. The bathroom was quite large, larger than the average person’s, she learned, and built to be as equally exquisite and fancy as the rest of the mansion. 

Haru entered the shower, between the two walls of glass. She closed the stall door behind her as she looked at the various nozzles she had to pick from. She selected one and leaned her head back, feeling the hot water gently beating against her skin.

She let out a content sigh as the water washed over her. It felt good against her skin. Like a massage for her whole body. Haru enjoyed the sensation as the water washed over her naked body, feeling it slide along her curves and dips. Her large breasts were warmed by the water as she sighed in relief, hands sliding over her nipples again…

Once she was properly soaked, Haru lathered her hands in some soap and continued to clean herself. Her hands moved over her breasts again, rubbing the top, sides, and underside of each of them. The hot water continued to rain down on her as her hands lingered on her breasts.

Haru felt… hot, and her thoughts of Ren and her own body did little to quell that fire. She felt a familiar wetness tingle her pussy as her breathing began to quicken. Her heart drummed in her chest as she bit her lower lip.

She soon realized what was happening to her, but rather than ignore it, something in her pushed her to feed the flames. Haru’s hands parted from her tits, only to fall back onto them, squeezing and kneading them as she fought back a moan.

Haru’s breasts had always been a little sensitive, or perhaps it was easier to say she had a weakness for having them being touched. Her hands continued to grope her chest, squeezing and playing with them as her nipples hardened against the palms of her hands. 

She closed her eyes as her fingers gently pinched and pulled at her nipples. Whenever she squeezed them, a bolt of pleasure would shoot through her body, leaving her knees shaking for a moment as the water massaged her flesh. 

Haru leaned against one of the walls for a moment, panting for air as her hands continued to play with her tits. She pressed her fingers against her nipples, digging them into her own breasts, before letting them slowly return to their proper place. 

The auburn-haired beauty was surprised at how good the soap felt against her skin. She gulped down some spit as she sprayed more soaped onto her hands and brought them back to her tits, squeezing and groping them once more as she barely contained another moan.

Haru gave her breasts a long moment of attention. She groped and played with herself, lifting her tits up and letting them fall back down against her chest. The wet clap they made sent shivers down her spine as she panted, feeling her pussy tingling as the moment dragged on and on. 

She kneaded and pushed down on her tits, pinched and twisted her nipples, until a hand began to slide down her body. 

In her mind, though, it wasn’t her hand. Her imagination and fantasies had gone wild inside her skull, overwhelming her as she imagined Ren was in the shower with her. Joker would toss his mask to the ground and take her, pushing her against the wall as he aggressively played with her tits.

He’d squeeze them in his hands, letting his fingers sink into her boob flesh, before he smacked them together. They clapped against one another as she moaned loudly, shuddering as he continued to grope and play with her tits. 

It was his hand going down her body as she leaned against the closest wall. His finger traced the outline of her pussy as some small part of Haru felt guilty for imagining her close friend in such a manner. 

It was a memory she wanted to forget. She had confessed her feelings to him, and he rejected her. Of course, the master thief found a way to do it gracefully, but that didn’t change how badly it had hurt her.

She squeezed her eyes shut, fighting back tears she thought had long run dry. She shook the pain and regret away and focused on her fantasy. She needed this. She deserved this. 

Please, just let her have this…

Her fantasy continued as Ren pinned her against the wall, showing just enough dominance to send another shiver down her body. Ecstasy flowed through her skin and she moaned as his finger gently brushed against her wet pussy. 

He pushed a finger into and her legs nearly gave out under her. She was panting, staring into his eyes as she rode his finger. She felt it slip almost all the way out, before pushing into her again. Again and again, back and forth, thrusting into her… 

She imagined him kissing her lips, gently licking her cheek, before he pushed another finger into her. Two of his digits fingering her as his other hand squeezed her breast. She moaned loudly as he kissed his way to her neck, gently sucking on her soft skin as three fingers began to enter her. 

It was tight, but she was so wet that the fingers slipped in without any problem. She leaned her head back, panting as the warm water fell onto her chest and slid down her body. Her knees buckled for a moment as she kept at it, feeling those slender fingers rubbing against the inside of her virgin pussy.

Haru flexed her muscles, tightening her pussy around those fingers. She moaned again, louder this time as her other hand mauled her breast. The pleasure was like lightning through her skin, and her toes curled as her muscles twitched inside of her. Her heart was pounding as she imagined the roguish hero having his way with her, dominating her as she gave herself to him.

She rode and bounced on the fingers for a few more moments, losing track of time as her lips curved into a wide grin. She could feel her orgasm fast approaching, and so she pulled her fingers out of her pussy and reached for a nearby showerhead.

In her mind’s eye, of course, she saw Ren doing just this. He took the shower head in hand and placed it right next to her crotch. He held it in place as the water hit her pussy, nearly sending her crumbling down onto the ground. The pressure from the water made her nearly scream in pleasure as her other hand squeezed her tit so hard it almost popped.

The heavenly bliss her mind gave her body was unreal. It was impossible to comprehend. It left her tongue hanging out of her mouth as her legs quivered under her. The spray of warm water continued to hit her pussy, blasting it and teasing her sensitive flesh. Haru’s hips moved back and forth, humping the air as her mind seemed to almost melt.

Haru kept at it for several minutes, teasing herself, getting closer and closer, yet fighting back against it. She wanted to prolong this moment for as long as she could, but eventually, she couldn’t take it anymore.

She came, experiencing the greatest orgasm of her life so far. The feel of it hit her, and she fell to her knees, shoulder banging against the wall as the water continued to press against her soaking, quivering quim. She screamed in pleasure, her voice filling the room, overpowering the hiss of the shower as her muscles spasmed. Her other hand practically crushed her breast in hand. Her tongue licked the empty air as her hips bounced back and forth, humping a non-existing cock.

She was home alone. The maids and servants had left for the day, and her father of course was no longer with her. Haru rode the pleasure of her climax with a wide, excited grin as her pussy juices spilled down to the ground below.

Haru laid on the ground, trying to breathe as water fell down on her body. She panted. Gasping for air as she slowly slid down the marble wall and to the floor. Her chest was heaving, tits bouncing up and down as her vision blurred. 

Her hands slid over her body, imagining Ren’s hands on her as he kissed her one last time. When Haru opened her eyes, she was alone in the shower, feeling it falling down her body. 

She rose up on shaky, quivering legs as she reached for the handle and turned the water off. Her chest rose and fell with every breath as she rested her head against the wall. Seconds ticked by as Haru stared off into the distance…

The young man felt… amazing. It felt so good. Too good. Haru was slowly beginning to focus her mind, but a familiar itch affected her. Her eyes fell shut as it happened again.

Ren. His hands on her tits. He loved their size, their jiggle, their taste… He pinched them, making her nipples harden again as Haru groaned. A groan of annoyance and desire, and she opened her eyes to glare at the handle.

Her body was hungry again. Very hungry. Her hips were already humping and grinding against the air as her pussy dripped onto the ground.

She turned on the water once more, feeling it wash over her as she bemoaned the fact that she wasn’t going to sleep anytime soon. Still, at least it’d be fun.