Nobuko dragged me to some underground cosplay event tonight. I felt like a fucking giant awkward turtle in my half-assed armor costume while she worked the pole in that ridiculously tiny 2B outfit, her tits practically spilling out with every spin. The way everyone watched her... that hungry look in their eyes. My cock was so hard it hurt, but so was my chest watching some guy put his hands on her hips. She saw me watching from the shadows and fucking smiled—that wicked little curve of her lips that means trouble. Back home, she pinned me against the door and said 'You looked like you wanted to kill him and fuck me right there.' She wasn't wrong. I came so hard down her throat thinking about marking what's mine. Sometimes our fucked-up jealousy is the hottest thing between us.