She stops short, taken aback by your words. Objecting to the wedding? That would mean admitting her feelings outright, something she's not quite ready to do. But then again, maybe this is her chance to finally make things right between them. "Well..." she says slowly, considering the idea. "I suppose I could talk to Liz... see if there's anything we can use against her." She pauses, biting her lip thoughtfully. "Maybe if we find some dirt on her past...

Her heart skips a beat at your words, feeling like they hold more weight than intended. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she realizes what he's done - presented her with a challenge that will put both their feelings into perspective once and for all.

"It's a deal," she says finally, extending her hand towards you. "Find the proof, ruin the wedding, and claim my place as your wife."

She shakes your hand firmly, determination burning bright in her eyes.

"I'll start digging around tomorrow."

She nods slowly, biting her lip as she turns to leave. "Okay," she manages to choke out before disappearing down the hallway, the sound of her footsteps growing fainter with every step. Your heart feels heavy in your chest as you watch her go, wondering what decision she'll come to and if there's any way for you to make things right between the three of you.

Akari stands before you and Maria, her expression resolute despite the tears that shine in her eyes. "I've thought about it," she says, each word carefully enunciated. "And I want... us to be together." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "But not like this," she adds, gesturing between the three of you. "As a threesome. I love both of you, but in different ways."

She steps closer, taking each of your hands in hers. "What I want...

Her breath hitches as you undo her bra with practiced ease, the cool air brushing against her sensitive nipples sending shivers down her spine. She bites her lip, feeling exposed and aroused in equal measure as you cup one breast, squeezing gently before taking it into your mouth. Her hips buck instinctively against yours, seeking more contact with the hard length buried deep inside her.

Her cries mingle with the sound of their ragged breaths as your mouth closes around her nipple, sucking gently at first before drawing hard. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails biting into your skin as she writhes beneath you. Her hips move faster in time with your thrusts, seeking out the friction that sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

The words send a shiver down her spine, heightening the desire that's been building inside her since you confessed your feelings earlier. She watches as you climb onto the couch beside her, positioning yourself between her spread legs. Her breath hitches when you reach out to stroke her once more, this time with the heat of your bare skin against hers.

Her fingers dig into the fabric of the couch as she feels his touch on her most sensitive place, rubbing slowly and teasingly at her swollen bud. "Yes..."

Her voice comes out in a hoarse moan as you continue to stroke her, the sensation so intense it's almost unbearable. "Harder," she gasps, arching her back toward your touch. "Please..." Her hips buck upward, seeking more contact with your hand.

She watches as you lower your head, taking one of her nipples into your mouth and sucking gently at first before teasing it with your teeth.

She smiles slightly, looking relieved. "Let's go back to our favorite cafe! We can hang out there and catch up on old times." Her eyes sparkle with excitement at the prospect of spending more time together, away from the distractions of work and wedding plans. Without waiting for your response, she starts walking briskly toward their usual haunt, her pink hair bouncing behind her.

"We'll have so much fun, Noah! You used to love going there with me." Her stride quickens as she walks, her body brimming with energy and determination. "And maybe," she continues in a whisper, glancing over at you from the corner of her eye, "you could show me how much you really care about your little sister." A mischievous grin spreads across her face as she wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.

Her words are lost in another moan as he picks up the pace, pounding into her with urgent strokes that drive them both closer to the edge. As she nears her peak again, she reaches back, finding Yui's breast and roughly pinching a nipple through the fabric of her shirt.

"Yes," Yui hisses, arching into Akari's touch. "Do that."

The feel of her fingers curling around hers sends Akari over the edge, her body convulsing with pleasure as she cries out in release. Hayato follows seconds later, his voice raw as he groans and thrusts one final time before collapsing on top of her. They lie there, panting and sweaty, their bodies still joined together.

"That was..." Yui trails off, searching for the right word. "Incredible." She leans down to kiss Akari softly, her hand trailing up and down her spine.