Chapter 3: The Cat, the Dragon, and the Future
Author's Note: Hello fellow Gears! Sorry I have not updated recently! I am very busy with college life and just got back from vacation. Got to love the beach am I right? So I read through the comments and I noticed that some people questioned my choice to have Issei get married. I personally believe this is a very appropriate choice for him and my logic will be revealed in this chapter! Look forward to it!
I have to give a shoutout to the following to Shi The Sin of Sloth for his understanding of my thinking for the story and for his critic, justadude145 for his eagerness to encourage me to continue writing, Laserbr0 for his faithful commenting and loyalty to my writing, and to Hyakki Yako for his appreciation of, what I believe to be, my original idea.
There is a lemon in this story but I am sure how well I wrote it out so if anyone would mine expressing your thoughts about the lemon, I would greatly appreciate it.
There may be a few grammer errors cause I rushed to finish this so I hope you can all ignore what little you see!
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Last Time
"Wh-what do you mean you are not in the mood!?" Matsuda exclaimed in an overly exaggerated manner. "We are the perverted trio man! You can't just ditch us! We got a new hidden spot perfect for peeking! You can't turn that up!"
"I can and will." Was the boy's reply, finding that his gut was starting to churn. Was he really like this before?
"Buy why!?" Motohama asked, shocked to the point where he was beginning to question if what he was experiencing was reality.
"Because I'm married!" Issei forcefully help up his left hand and showed them the purple band of genuine ivory and amethyst with a carving of a dragon eating its own tail.
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The entire classroom erupted. "WHAT!?"
"What do you mean you're married?" Motohama exclaimed while grasping his head. "That isn't possible! You are only a teenager!"
Issei let out a deep sigh, expecting a reaction to this degree. Normally, teenagers don't get married, however; he wasn't a normal teenager. What other child his age was turned to a devil, fought in what could be considered war simulations, died numerous times, and is now the strongest being in all of creation?
'The answer to that question: no one.' Ophis told him inside of his mind, earning a sad smile from the center of attention.
"Oh, now isn't this a juicy scoop." Issei glanced over at a girl with glasses and beige hair styled in twin tales that went to her upper bust. "One of the perverted trio got married. I wonder, how did someone like you manage to accomplish something like that?"
This was the question that was in the mind of every student in the room. The men all had their own perverted tendencies and tastes but were not as vocal about them as the perverted trio. They were asking themselves how someone who was an open perverted and openly performed questionable acts managed to get married. Who was this mystery wife and what did she even look like?
The girls were having similar thoughts. Almost all of the girls thought of Issei as a perverted creep that did nothing but stare at them indecently, imagine them naked, and try to peek on them while they were changing for their various clubs. The only person who seemed to be exempt from the Perverted Trio's corrupt tendencies was Aika and that was because she acted like them from time to time.
"You know," Issei started, causing everyone; girls included, to lean forward, "I almost died in that gas explosion I told you about this morning. As my life was fading, time seemed to slow down as images of my life flashed in front of my eyes. How was I going to accomplish being a Harem King by behaving the way I was? Is being a Harem King even worth it? Certainly, it didn't seem like that was the cause as I was dying. Eventually, I passed out from the pain and when I woke up, I saw a girl. I was surprised that I even woke up again. When I asked the girl what had happened, she said that she saved my life. I didn't know what to do to thank her for saving me. When I mustered up the courage to ask her why she decided to save me, she told she wanted me to make a strong child with her.
I was shocked at first, honestly; why wouldn't I be? No normal girl just walks up to a random man they met once or twice before and asks him to knock her up. Don't get me wrong, I was happy that a girl wanted me to have sex with her, but to just give a woman a child and call it even? My pride wouldn't let me do it. So, I told her no and that I would only have a child with the person who was going to be my wife. She understood and has been working on building our relationship ever since. It didn't take long for us to realize that we saw ourselves in each other and we got to the point where I began to question if I was ready to devote myself to a permanent relationship with this girl. I mean, I almost died a while ago! If something like that happens again, what will people remember me by? A complete jerk who was an open pervert and made lots of women uncomfortable? I'll be damned if that is all I left this world with. On top of all of that, I developed strong and genuine feelings for her. So, I asked her to be my wife and to be the mother of my child. Thus, this."
He held up his hand and drew attention to his ring.
His story caused the entire to stare at him in silence, quieted by the tale he spun for them. Whether it was true or not, everyone changed their opinion of him. If he was married…he wouldn't be peeking on the girls anymore and he would not be as openly perverted and giving men a bad name, something that pleased both genders.
"…Wow…" This was not what Aika was expecting at all. She was honestly moved to the point where she was almost crying. Shaking her head to gather her thoughts, she offered her praise. "Well, Congratulations Hyoudou. You have changed my opinion of you."
This made the boy blush shyly and scratch the back of his head, not used to getting praised by the girls in his class. "Thanks. That means a lot to me."
"Do you mind if I ask another question?"
"Shoot."
Aika hesitated a bit, shaking her hips and gripping her hands nervously, debating if her inquiry was appropriate. "You said that you were going to have a child, right? That means you have done it right? Sex, I mean." As much as she acted like a pervert around the Trio, she was still inexperienced with men and the topic of actual intercourse was still rather sensitive and embarrassing to talk about in front of so many people.
This drew a deeper blush from the ex-devil, refusing to make eye contact with anyone. "Y-Yes…I have."
""BULLSHIT!"" Motohama and Matsuda exclaimed loudly, large streams of tears falling from their eyes, not wanting to believe anything that they were hearing.
"I refuse to accept it!" Matsuda pointed his finger. "I refuse to belive you managed to lose your virginity before us!" Motohama nodded fiercely at his comrade's statement, his beliefs the same as what appeared to be the other half of what is now the Perverted Duo.
This outright denial of reality from her former friends was beginning to grate on Issei's nerves, a growl forcing its way out of clenched teeth, the girls shivering in anticipation from the sound that left his throat.
"I have no reason to prove either of you wrong and, honestly; I gain nothing from doing so. I'm just going to prove you wrong out of spite." With that being said, his hands moved up towards his buttons on his shirt as he began to undo each one. As each button came undone, the girls found that they were having a hard time looking away as a very taunt mono-red undershirt came into view. Everyone could see how tight the shirt was against his skin, the men wondering what he did to get that kind of body while the girls minds were becoming mush as a rock hard 6-pack came into view. With the undershirt taken care of, Issei turned his back to the class.
"Holy hell man!"
"What are those!?"
"They look like scratch marks!"
"Who has nails that long?"
All of the students were in shock at the view of his masterpiece of a back. Long lines of various shapes and sizes the color of a blood red candy apple were present across his broad shoulders and spine, some brighter than others, possibly distinguishing which ones were older. There were even some small scars here and there. In addition to those, there were numerous bite marks and hickeys on his neck and shoulders.
"Satisfied?" Issei asked the ignorant fools who dared to question his status as a man. Said individuals were spread across the floor, muttering about how the world is unfair and such.
"Well, if there are no more questions, I have to go." Not bothering to put his clothes back on, he put his arms through his button up shirt and stuffed the other piece of cloth in his book bag and swept it over his shoulders and walked out of the class with his abs in full view of the students in the hallway, earning a lot of blushes and eager stares from the females in the halls.
'That was more interesting that I thought it was going to be.' Ophis told him as he walked aimlessly through the unkept streets of Kuoh with his stomach still out in the open, the sky a brilliant shade of blue as the wind played with his hair.
'You're not wrong. I should have expected for those two to react like they did. Oh well, hopefully I won't have to deal with them anymore.'
'Yes, there were rather displeasing to be near.' The deity agreed. 'I am surprised that the Gremory's didn't attempt to make contact with you.'
'They might have expected for me to go straight to the clubroom. They might all be there right now, waiting for me to walk through the door and welcome me back.'
There was no immediate response as the two of them enjoyed the rushing sound of the eager breeze. There were a few people in the streets walking to their respective destinations; a lot of traffic absent since the vast majority of adults were still working at this hour. The men that had their attention on the dragon wondered how he managed to get his body as rock hard as he did, the small pockets of girls that he came across while walking were thinking the same thing and debating whether to approach him.
'Do you plan on going back? To see them?'
'No, not at all.' He instantly denied. 'They betrayed me! They don't deserve me!'
'And what of the good things that they have done for you?'
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"Hey there pretty boy~" A low and seductive feminine voice tickled his ear as a hand wrapped itself around his shoulder and another around his waist, a sensation akin to nibbling on his neck, not mentioning the wonderful sensation of something velvet soft against his back. Issei leaned into the individual behind him and groaned at the pleasant feeling that was happening just above his collar his collar. "Did someone have a good day at school-nya?"
"God, I love it when you nibble my neck Kuroka." The boy addressed the pretty cat girl that was holding him so tightly he might as well be wearing her. "But to answer your question, it was a bland day. The Gremory's didn't show up and I am guessing they are gathered in their club room waiting for me to walk in the door."
"Hmm," The feline hummed her acknowledgement as she ran her hand up, down, and all around the boy's abs, much to Issei's happiness. "Are you planning on seeking them out yourself-nya?"
"Ophis literally just asked me that. I told her that I wasn't going to but then she told me that I should at least do something for all of the good things they did for me in the past. What do you think?" The boy asked for what the elder sister of the Nekoshou sisters thought about his situation.
Kuroka seemed to contemplate this as her hands were slowing down and eventually stopping altogether. "I think it makes sense." She told him. "Kind of like a farewell thank you, wouldn't you think?"
"One last hoo rah huh…" Issei thought outloud. He really didn't want to do anything for them after their betrayal. They ignored his feelings for that of a selfish person who couldn't see beyond what she wanted!
'Call me my name because it means you love me! I gave up my life and parts of my body numerous times for you but to hell with that, say my goddamn name! Fuck everything else you did for me all I care about is you saying my name!' He thought while clenching his fists, his teeth gnashing against themselves.
Kuroka noticed that the Issei was starting to emit a purple glow, his aura becoming unstable and beginning to leak out. Seeing the purple wisps starting to grow taller and stronger, she leaned so that her lips were brushing against his ear. "Shhh, calm down honey. You don't want to call down the forces of heaven and hell here, do you?"
This made the boy pause in his thoughts, realizing what was happening. He grabbed onto one of the hands on his body and pulled Kuroka so that she was in front of him now. He took his time to gaze at the beautiful young woman in his arms. His eyes traveled up to appreciate her pointy cat ears; melt into her long black hair with split bangs; think about how the ornately detailed headband makes her hair stand out; slowly traveling down to her hazel-gold eyes that seemed to swallow him in their warmth; wondered how that black kimono with the yellow obi managed to conceal her voluptuous assets; and ask himself how he managed to secure such a bombshell of a beauty as one of his wives.
"Better?" She asked him, seeing the dangerous aura starting to subside from her dear husband.
"Better." He told her, burying his darker feelings about the red headed bitch.
"So? One last woo rah before cutting ties with her-nya?" An innocent face asked the question from eloquent lips that seemed to keep drawing the attention of Issei's eyes.
The boy sighed a heavy sigh, not looking forward to seeing them again any time soon but knew that if he didn't, it would bite him in the butt later on…probably.
"Yeah, might as well. But I want you nearby in case anything happens." This earned a smile on the black-haired beauty's face, wrapping her arms around her beloved and nuzzled her chin into the gap between his shoulder and chest.
"Like I would just leave you in a room with lots of girls all by yourself without me-nya."
A few giggles crept out of Issei's mouth as he ran his hand through her silky locks and grazed the corners of the base of her right ear, earning a few mewls from the cat creature in front of him. The boy began walking towards his home which contradicted what he told Kuroka, causing her to tilt her head in confusion.
"Are you not going straight there?"
"I'm going to get myself out of this uniform. It reminds me too much about my time with them." This is the reply he presented his faithful wife. "And if you don't mind…I could use your help taking it off…among other things."
He spoke in a playful tone and with a wink of an eye and a lick of his lips, Kuroka was shuddering and by his side in an instant, wrapping her arms around his and pulled it into her cleavage while resting her head on his shoulder.
(Later in Issei's New Residence)
LEMON! LEMON! LEMON!
The door leading to the bedroom burst open as a pair of two people staggered into the room, not caring if the door was damaged as the two waged war in each other's mouth. Kuroka and Issei fell onto the bed when their legs finally meet with resistance as they hit the frame of the furniture.
"Oof!" Issei had landed on the bed first with Kuroka landing on top of him, their kiss breaking from the force of the fall. Kuroka, noticing the sound that just left the lips of her husband, couldn't help but laugh and giggle at the uncharacteristic noise.
"Hahahaha! Di-Did you-haha- jus-ha-just say-hahaha- did you just say 'oof'? Hahahaha!" She had trouble speaking in between her laugher; she was laughing so hard she couldn't even voice her verbal tic! The boy underneath the bundle of laughter was both happy and not happy at her violent chuckling, somewhat hurting his ego.
"Do you have any room to talk with your verbal tic?" A smile crept its way onto the boy's face, happy that his wife as pleased despite the blow to his pride.
"But that is because I am a cat-nya!" Her lips turned up so that her smile and nose looked like an upside down 3 as she stroked the air with her right hand shaped into a cat paw.
This was simply too cute for the dragon to handle, a bright blush covering his face as he reached behind the girl's head and pulled her down into another kiss.
He simply could not believe a kiss could taste so good. He had watched a lot of porn before his transformation into a devil so he knew that kissing was pretty much a requirement to building the atmosphere appropriate for sex and romance overall, however; he had only been given a kiss on the lips in the form of a peck and pecks in places like his cheek before from the other girls. This kind of kiss was reserved for Kuroka, Shirone, and Ophis… and did they know how to kiss, especially Kuroka! She always had that 'older girl' aura about her and with her somewhat provocative attire and mannerisms, he had always thought that she was experienced with men. How wrong he was! She had never known a man until a few weeks ago, when they had their first time together. However, despite that, she was simply divine in the ways of the bedroom! Even something as common place turned into something completely different when she did them. Issei felt like he was on Cloud 9 just from brushing their tongues together and licking around her mouth and teeth.
Kuroka felt the same about Issei. She didn't have anything to compare Issei's kiss to because the hasn't kissed another man before besides him. From her experience with kissing this Adonis of a man, he was a god of the bedroom as well as the Dragon God of Infinity. It must have been the vast amount of porn he watched. While many of that inappropriate content did not translate into real life and is often just a performance meant to sexually please the viewer, some of the techniques used in said porn did translate over. That combined with the times they did it in the past, Issei had learned all of her kinks and weaknesses and exploited them over and over again, never failing to give her the ride of her life.
"Nya~! Already going for my ass?" She moaned in appreciation as his hands were already beginning to roam their ways down her sides and grip those large fun-bags of flesh that she used to tempt him at every opportune chance.
"And what about you? You think I didn't notice you trying to take off my pants?" As he said those words, Kuroka had managed to get the button undone and was already working on the zipper, sincerely believing that he didn't notice with all of the action happening in their mouths.
"But~ it isn't fair that you get to play with mine and I can't play with yours-nya!" She pouted lightly before going back to work on his pants.
"Then maybe wear something that actually makes me work for it! I can just reach up and under and what do we have here?" He gave her cheeks a hard squeeze.
"Oh-hey! This is payback you cocky dragon-nya!" Finally working Issei's pants to the ground, she cupped his package and started playing with the contents through his purple boxers, making the boy start to pant lightly at the pleasure in his nethers.
"Oh~yeah~that feels good~. Didn't you say it wasn't fair for me to play with your ass so you were going to play with mine?"
"I was going to do that…but then I saw this big~mountain of man meat and got a little hungry-nya." Her hands were beginning to grow more adventurous as her fingers began to find the gaps in his boxers and were teasing his balls with the 'come here' signal with her finger, much to his pleasure.
"So…what your saying is…" Issei suddenly sat up so that he was perpendicular with the rest of his body and had his lips next to the catgirl's right ear. "You're a cock hungry slut. Is that right?"
Kuroka shivered. Not just by the words he said, but by his eyes. His eyes now had a purple iris with a black pupil. They were the eyes of a dragon god. And she had turned him on and now had the full brunt of the carefully concealed lust of the most powerful of dragons was fully directed at her.
As she starred into the eyes of the new draconic Issei, he grabbed her shoulders and threw her beneath her, making the girl even wetter than when she was rubbing his sack. Now, she was so wet her favorite underwear were drenched.
Before she could even begin to formulate the slightest response, her yukata was ripped open, falling to the sides to reveal the bountiful busts and slim waist it held within. The beautiful personification of perfection itself lie below him, eager to please and to be pleased.
The atmosphere changed with the positions. Kuroka was lightly teasing Issei before just as he was lightly teasing her. Now, however; Issei was in the dominate position and she knew that whenever he had that look in his eye, she was going to ascend to heaven and beyond.
He slowly lowered himself to her, Kuroka closed her eyes and craned her lips up to meet the kiss. Moments passed and the kiss should have happened already. Then she felt the softness of his lips on her neck, a light scrape of the membranes along her collarbone. He continued to kiss his way up her gorgeous neck, trailing kisses and leaving behind the occasional lick. She moaned and gasped at his ministrations, her body fidgeting below her lover.
Issei ran out of skin to kiss, her soft hair tickling his nose and cheeks. But he didn't care. His lips continued to travel up, his nose pushing aside strands of hair that threatened to make him sneeze.
Kuroka ceased her fidgeting, the sensation on her skin dulling as her hair acted as something of a cushion, enjoying the new feeling just below her ears. She felt a hand come up and cup the back of her head, running its fingers through her hair is if it was his own. The other hand traveled south, past her exposed bust, past her waist, past her hips, past her..!
"Mnyah!" Kuroka moaned loudly as Issei grabbed on of her more sensitive organs. "Issei~not my tails-nya!"
The dragon took a break in his treatment of the side of his lover's head to smugly grin down at the panting kitty below him. He had her two tails in his grasp, one tail in-between his pointer and middle finger and the other in-between his ring and pinky finger. He was slowly moving his arm up and down, making sure he was gripping just tight enough to make her know what he was doing.
"Why not your tails?" He asked as he licked his lips, causing the girl to swallow her saliva in anticipation as she barely prevented more moans from escaping the cage of her teeth and lips, her body shivering from the effort. "Would you prefer…here?"
"Nya!?" Her attention focused on her tails, she failed to notice the hand that was running through her hair grip her left ear and was currently scratching the back of the soft fur covered organ. Her body began to quiver violently as the sensations from the top and the bottom were too much for her to handle.
"Nyo! Nyo! Yes! Nyo! Nyot my tails and my ears! Nyot at the syame time~! Issei~! It feels too good~! I'm going to cum syoo hard! You're gyoing to make me gush!"
Said boy was ecstatic, he loved watching the normally composed and elegant lady convulsing below him in mind numbing pleasure. She was desperately trying to pry his hands away from her sensitive areas. However, this was not an easy task when her entire body was growing numb from the sheer amount of desire pulsing through her.
Issei was getting so hard listening to her voice moan and pant in pleading. After watching his beloved thrash about in futility below him, he decided to release her from her intoxicating agony.
"And now…" Her eyes watched in shaking disbelief as Issei lowered his head to the ear that was not being massaged, not knowing how he was going to make her feel any better than she already was. "…to finish you off." As the dragon softly whispered this into her ear, he opened his mouth slightly and welcomed the furry object into his mouth, nibbling on it with the gentleness of a butterfly while giving her tails a soft tug and accelerated his massage of her other ear.
"!" A white hot sensation soared through her body instantly, the floodgates finally flowing free after the long build up. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as her eyes rolled back into her head as her hips craned into the air, a liquid overflowing from her underwear that had yet to be removed.
The lightning did not leave her veins for several minutes even after her body crashed onto the bed, the afterglow more than enough to put her into a well welcomed slumber.
Issei, fully satisfied with the result, sat up and stood away from the bed as he licked his lips to enjoy the flavor of her fur: chocolate with a touch of mint.
LEMON END LEMON END LEMON END LEMON END
'The amount of nerves in the Nekoshou's tails and ears never ceases to amaze me.' Ophis spoke as Issei stripped down to step into the shower. 'To derive that kind of reaction from such minimal contact…'
'Kuroka's body is still learning the taste of pleasure. It is only natural that her body is still unaccustomed to it. Combine that with her heightened physical senses as well as the vast number of nerves she has in her ears and tails, that kind of reaction is pretty much going to be the norm.'
He turned the shower nozzle to medium hot and turned his back to the flowing water, allowing the warm liquid to envelop him.
'Are you not going to finish what you started?'
'Not while she is sleeping. Let her have her rest. When we return from the clubroom, she will be awake and looking for revenge, I have no doubt.'
'Indeed, hehehe. But for now…" A black fog began to emerge from my left arm. I watched as a small bead of sweat traveled down my face as the fog took on the form of the True Black Dragon God of Infinity…who so happened to be kneeling before my kingdom in her birthday suit. "It is my turn." She told me with a lick of her lips as she leaned forward and opened her mouth.
"Hahaha-oh god!" Issei laughed nervously before the sensation nearly made his legs buckle. Shortly afterward, he straightened himself and looked outside a blurred glass window by his head.
'Rias…if you had only remembered, it could have been you on my bed or with me in the shower. Now, you will never have this chance. I shall do you only one favor as a thank you for what you have done for me previously and afterward, I shall cut my ties with you. You better look forward to it…Sairaorg. The True Black Dragon God Emperor of Infinity is about to issue you a declaration of war.'
