Fuck Hour (Persona 3)
Copyright© 2025 by sexdottxt
Chapter 1: The Lovers
Fan Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 1: The Lovers - Dealing with the stresses of killing shadows and day to day school life is taxing on anyone. Especially Minato. First he has to deal with that creepy kid Pharos. Now it's all the ladies of his dorm looking to score a piece.
Caution: This Fan Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Teenagers Consensual Heterosexual Fan Fiction School Robot Cheating BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Sadistic Anal Sex Cream Pie Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Big Breasts
Minato had it pretty rough lately. It was one thing dealing with all his responsibilities as a member of SEES. But there were all those nightly visits from the strange child Pharos. His teammates were discovering all sorts of new things about themselves and how all this supernatural mumbo jumbo even came to be. And he still didn’t know what to make of Igor, Elizabeth and the Velvet Room. Fighting demons in the Dark Hour was actually a good time by comparison. He just wanted to live a normal life again.
He was agitated and didn’t even what to think his role in all this was. Things were still odd between Yukari and Mitsuru, Junpei had been standoffish towards him, and he still didn’t know much about that Shinjiro. At least Ken was normal. Minato hoped the reason that Pharos kept on visiting him was because he was a weird kid and not that there was something off about him personally. If that wasn’t the case, then that would mean that dog Koromaru was more normal than he was.
As he was closing his eyes, his mind went to that weird state of pre-dreaming slumber. He had all kinds of weird thoughts, he heard some strange sounds, but he pushed it aside. He had dealt with the Dark Hour last night and stayed in that tower a little too long. Tartarus had that effect on people. Right now he just wanted to lie down and konk out early.
But things wouldn’t go that easily. He thought he heard his door being opened. He shook the thought out of his head, it couldn’t have been real because he had locked it. Right now, he just wanted to concentrate on sleeping for real.
He heard the unmistakable thud of his door being shut. This time he did look up. He turned on the lights, intending to give whoever it was a piece of mind. Only for him to stop as soon as he saw who it was.
“Yukari?” he said. “What are you doing here?” He was still a little agitated and groggy, all he could see that it was her.
“Can we talk?”
He saw that she was holding a kitchen knife. So that’s how she got in here, he thought to himself. In hindsight, it was kinda obvious that something so simple could be used to open up this kind of handle. Doing what she did wasn’t the best way for building team morale. Anyone breaking into the rooms of Mitsuru or Shinjiro would have gotten it good, Akihiko was a tough guy but still nice enough to let you down easy, and Junpei was just agitated. He wondered how he should find the words to tell her to come another time.
But as his awareness returned, he saw what she was wearing. She was only in a small little tanktop that rode up her midriff and some little panties. Her chest was a little smaller than Mitsuru’s, and if he had to judge, she was more cute than sexy, but she was still oh so very desirable. He forgot all about his agitation. Forgot all about finding the right words to reprimand her too.
“Sure...” he said, just staring at her. He was kinda seeing Fuuka at the moment and everyone at the dorms knew that, but after the revelations about the Kirijo group, he couldn’t say no to her. Especially not with the implications that were going on in his head.
“I need a friend,” she said, setting the knife down and sitting down on the opposite of the mattress from him. He knew she couldn’t hurt him that easily with a dinky little kitchen knife, but it still set his mind at ease.
“Yeah, no kidding,” he said. That was anyone’s honest assessment of the current situation about what was going on behind the scenes. But it was as much about that as much as it was about how he felt looking at her in her underwear.
“I know I didn’t come off that good back at the beach but...” She turned to look at him and got closer. “You really mean a lot to me.”
“You don’t say.” Those weren’t just words. He had known her for several months, she was the first one who he met from Gekkoukan who wasn’t a weird little ghost boy or someone currently with his head up his ass over nothing like Junpei was now. He liked how this one was going down. He leaned up further to look at her closer.
She nodded a little, and leaned forward. But he realized a little too late what she actually wanted. Before he could say anything, she leaned in forward and the two shared their first kiss right then and there, sparking a fire inside him. He knew he should have pushed her away, he was currently going out with Fuuka.
But at the same time Yukari was looking good and he had yet to do anything serious with Fuuka just yet.
It started gentle at first, rubbing their lips together, but they both wanted way more than just that, for totally different reasons. Soon they were opening their mouths and coiling their tongues around each other. He grabbed her bare shoulder and threw her down so that she was right next to him.
The two were hungrily kissing each other. She was already forgetting about her discomfort and he had long abandoned any plans of getting any shuteye early tonight. He moved his hands up her little shirt and felt her breasts for the first time. As expected they were a little smaller than he expected for a girl with her more athletic build, but that was fine, right now he didn’t care. After that incident with The Lovers shadow, a part of him regretted not going all the way with her in that love hotel. Now he was looking to get over that in so many ways.
Her nipples were already hard. His fingers probed at them and she moaned sweetly through their kiss. She pulled her face back from his and took off her shirt, revealing her bare chest before him. She looked away blushing realizing what she had just done and hoped he liked it, and he kept pressing her nipples in with his fingers causing her to whimper lightly.
“Get yourself all wet for me,” he said. She looked at him nervously and then he pinched a little harder on her nipples with just the right amount of pressure. She sighed softly in pleasure but when she just sat there without doing anything, he increased it just slightly enough to stop short of actually being painful. Then he released his hold again.
Understanding what he wanted now, she did as he ordered and jammed a hand into her panties. Her fingers entered into her moistening snatch and played with her clit, as he continued stimulating her chest. She had fantasized about Minato so many times and now it was actually coming true.
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