To be entirely honest, the trip back to the shrine had went by fast. Too fast. The faster his mind raced at the outcome he couldn't get out of his head, the harder it was to focus on time and distance traveled. He completely and totally lost all track of things around him, and only by force could he distract himself for long enough to make time seem like it was moving at a normal pace. But every single thought he could muster all lead back to the exact same idea:
The probability of him getting laid tonight by a highly-addictive vixen who seemed more than willing to guide him to the other side.
He forced himself to think of things to steel his nerves.
'So… my sexual outcome probably (SOP) versus the given default (GD) of what she said where (SOP is or than GD), dependent on the instruments she bought where 'I' equals MC (when MC = Magnum Condoms.), purchase reasoning (were PR = major default that 98% of all people purchase these for sex), and prevailing macro-sexual conditions (where PMC = every single person who has been in this scenario got laid.) So, doing my math correctly to determine the chances of me not getting laid tonight can be answered in a formula that a five-year old could solve; so, SOP = MC/PR x PMC + GD/MC + MC! = absolutely no fucking chance whatsoever.' (Todd Howard to Fallout 76 here. Trust me… "it just works.")
The answer was no. He was going to lose his virginity. The only question he had left was how long it would take to get to that point. Time needed to slow down. He was already at her house again… almost at the door. Inching closer… and closer. There was a sound behind him, a feminine and quiet one.
"Issei, are you alright?" he jumped back, but it was from the soft and gentle voice of Kunou, it was the sudden movement of her grabbing his hand. However, before he freaked out, it was like clarity had burst through him. As he looked at the small girl to his right, he could almost immediately tell that she was growing more worried by his reaction to her. "It just… seemed like something was bothering you. You were staring blankly at nothing…"
"It's alright Kunou, I'm fine. I'm just in a lot of thought right now. Yeah, I'm just thinking about things." He sounded completely calm, and while he was talking to her, he felt completely calm. There was a burning in his chest, and for only the faintest of seconds he thought about bursting out and laughing.
This damn dragon was playing games on him with a power he didn't know how to use… yet. Wouldn't things be so much easier if he could just decide for himself how he should feel in a situation? No but things just get funny when something else controls your emotions right? 'Right?'
'I've not a clue what you are trying to get at. Let me make this clear so that your pebble-sized brain can make sense of this epiphany I'm about to bestow upon you. I. Can't. Control. Your. Emotions. Would you like for me to explain some more?'
'Yes.'
He knew that he could fight cockiness with cockiness.
'Tch. As a dragon there are certain triggers that can result in feelings that far outweigh other feelings. For example. When you saw the small child be troubled by your reaction to her presence, the emotion you gained from that vastly outweighed the nervousness you felt prior. Nervousness wasn't a needed motion, so instinctively your brain removed it, as per what any dragon's would.'
'Dragon's? Did you just say I have the brain of a dragon? Didn't you just insult how small it was though?'
There was a silence so thick Issei wanted to laugh. At least he didn't feel as nervous now. But he couldn't help but wonder how that would change in only a few short minutes.
'Anyways, that sensation you have been feeling is not something I have control over. You will react to it in different ways based on the situation you are in. But you have to figure those out on your own.'
'And what feeling did you have the most, Ddraig?' almost immediately, he felt a shiver run up his spine that made his cocky self feel small again compared to the dragon. It was almost like he felt the dragon inside smile at him in only the worst way. He didn't want to know what that answer was. And luckily, the dragon spared him the information.
"Well, let's set our bags inside and come back outside. Then we can work with Issei once again." Yasaka said, leading the group into the house. After they placed down their bags, the moved back outside into the fresh air and the nervousness hit Issei again like a steamroller. It had taken almost no time at all for him to be back outside, everyone standing slightly behind him and Yasaka beside him.
For a second he though back to what had happened in the store only a short while earlier. His mind started to race again as his chest pounded. But Yasaka's voice cut through to him like a hot knife through butter.
"Okay Issei, start by imaging the weapon that Merlin has given you. Basically, think the same as when you summoned fire. Think about the staff taking the form of whatever weapon you want." Yasaka explained, hoping it was something she had been familiar with so she could teach him. But, it would be in his best interest to learn multiple types, just in case he is even in a position where his magic won't be versatile enough to work.
She watched as he did as she instructed and looked down at his hands, a gust of wind echoed around her and everyone behind him. She backed away from him and stood beside her daughter and the church duo. She could tell the wind wasn't natural, but if the others couldn't, the grass moving below their feet proved it. It moved in towards Issei, and when it reached him, the grass twisted around him. Soon enough, leaves joined the fray and they, too, spun around him, making the scene look like he was the eye of a miniature tornado.
She continued to watch, interested to an extreme margin at the amount of magic that poured from him. To put it simply, he was surrounded in magic, and to the untrained eyes it wasn't something noticeable. The power that created an almost barrier-like presence around him was a constantly shifting kaleidoscope of colors that was far wilder and more foreign than anything she'd ever seen. To anyone who was weak to magic, it was almost sickening to look at and clearly enough to make high-class supernatural beings think twice before fighting him. She had another idea as she felt the repercussions of such brutal power. She could train him how to suppress it. And that was no easy feat to accomplish.
There was a brilliant green light that filled her vision, and once the light subsided, a truly brilliant weapon was in Issei's hand. It was a sword, easily seven feet in length. The handle of the weapon was long like a staff and clearly meant for two hands. The blade was easily four feet long if not longer. If the hand guard was at Issei's waste the sword, still towered over him. She knew exactly what weapon it was, and coincidently, she knew exactly how to use it. It was an Eastern weapon dating back easily to one thousand years ago. Just at the rise of her creation.
It was a Long Saber. It was often called a sword staff because of its unorthodox and long handle. The blade itself was curved only slightly less than the traditional Katana, which made the sword look more like the Japanese Odachi. But the thing that stood out about this particularly weapon that made neither Japanese or Chinese was the dragon-like designs that created the abnormally long blade. It wasn't just a design thought no. It was the actual shape of the metal carved into a single dragon rendering that ended at the blade.
The metal itself had a pattern almost like flowing water, and it was a beautiful red color. The handle was black with a gold band in the middle, adorning its length was a golden dragon that resembled how she remembered Ddraig to look to a capital T.
In short… the sort was impressive in every aspect. It was almost a perfect blend of two types of weapons with a style that fit Issei perfectly in her opinion. It even looked perfectly balanced for his height. She wondered how he had imagined something like it at all. He turned and looked at her, hold the weapon with one hand and off to his side.
"I did it. It's strange though, I didn't think about it being so large… I also didn't imagine the dragon designs." Issei explained, walking the sword over to Yasaka for her closer inspection. Once he stopped in front of her, he handed her the sword, and almost instantly, it acted against her.
When the sword caught even the slightest glimmer of light, she saw figures dancing in the reflection, acting out grotesque and contorted faces of pain while other figures were engaged in performing acts of tortures that looked familiar to her. They were from a time that had long since passed, a time where she had only knew war. She had been alive for a very long time, and if she had learned anything from that time period, it was the simple fact that humans were capable of atrocities far worse than devils had ever done. Humans were capable of inducing horrors that would even force complete demons to revaluate their own methods.
The thing about this blade reflecting such things from the darkest depths of her memory that she tried so hard to hide away was impressive. It was almost like a warning for anyone who dared wield the weapon besides Issei. It was surrounded in a mystery that she couldn't even begin to understand, and it showed just how powerful of an influence the first wizard still held. And now, it was all Issei's. But why? She wanted to know how all of this came to be, and she had never thought about anything more than this. She couldn't understand.
Deciding to test her luck, she moved the weapon to the fist stance she could remember. It was a right-lift stance, her right leg was forward, and her left was behind it, almost as if she was preparing for a lunge. The sword was to her right which left her "left door" open for agile sweeps. The movements were supposed to be elegant and graceful, the weapon itself was also supposed to be agile, but she doubted she could show him easily how to use the weapon effectively, but she could tell him the movements to make and how.
From the stance she was in, she was supposed to lunge to the right and throw the attack from the left. The attack was supposed to come in the opposite direction of the body movement. She knew it was going to be exceptionally hard to perform, and that was exactly why these weapons were wielded by the most elite leaders of their time. The skill it required to wield them made them far more deadly than any basic warrior, and the decisiveness of a single second made every movement purposeful. They wielded them with the precision of a predatory animal and spared no room for error or incorrect movements.
But as the thoughts of what her movement should have been, there was a ping of pain that swelled in the core of her head, and her vision became clouded. She knew something bad was about to happen, and she felt that it was connected to the sword. She brought her legs together, not being able to see them, but going entirely off her last understanding of the things around her. She moved the sword towards where she thought Issei was, and there came a heavy pressure that she could only explain as something borderline angry being directed straight her. The blade of the weapon was faced toward the ground, and before she knew it, she was leaning on it slightly like it was a cane. It was like it was restricting her breathing, and… she was filled with fear.
It was a desiccated thing that she hadn't felt in a very long time. She dropped the sword, the highest level of dishonor she could do to the masterpiece, and her vision returned, but her strength and breath didn't. She took a step forward and stumbled almost like her legs couldn't support her weight and crashed into Issei's waiting arms. She collected herself in a few short breaths and backed away from him.
"That was… incredible. Its like the sword you spawned from that staff is attuned to you. It hurts people who try to wield it that aren't you. That's formidable. I haven't felt anything like that in an extremely long time." She decided to keep what she saw to herself. They were her nightmares, and she wouldn't dare speak of them, almost like they were curses. "Sorry about that. Thanks for catching me."
She couldn't help herself but smile at some bright idea she had to torment the boy. She leaned in once again and gave him a gentle hug. But that wasn't her way of saying thanks to him. She still had full intentions on following through with her plans tonight, entirely. She used the closeness of them both to whisper into his ear.
"I'll be sure to thank you plenty later." She bit the bottom lobe of his ear once again, just to excite an emotion from him for the hundredth time that day. But nothing could have prepared her for the response he gave. And words couldn't even begin to explain how much it turned her on just as much as it shocked her. It was a complete shift of how he had been acting.
"I look forward to it."
Chapter 13: "Take Me to The Other Side…" Issei x Yasaka Lemon
The remainder of his day had gone by steadily enough. Yasaka had ran him through various stances and sword positions that he had running through his head even now in a desperate attempt to learn them by memory before his day started over again tomorrow. Yasaka had a resolve to teach him how to fight with the weapon he chose, and the weapon he chose was something that was exceptionally difficult to use, even for people who were veterans in sword combat. To say the least, hearing that from her gave him the conviction to want to learn it even more. Something about the idea of learning that skill made him feel more attracted to it.
He sat at the table where they normally ate, with Irina to his right, Xenovia beside her and Kunou to his left. Yasaka's spot was directly across from his, and whether she intended that or not was beyond him, but he didn't mind in the slightest. It gave him something else delicious to ogle. He smiled in almost anticipation as Yasaka came back and sat food back down on the table.
The assortment was already pretty impressive, and Yasaka left to go and get more. First on the table was deep fried sushi rolls. And instantly, he could see the more daring theme. Deep friend sushi was more naughty than normal sushi, and rather than normal soy sauce, she instead, opted for sweet soy sauce. He could almost smell what it would taste like, and he was prepared to feast. But when she came out the second time, he tried to wonder how she managed to so many things at once.
She had prepared a plate of rice cakes in one hand, and large tray of Udon noodles in bowls in the other. There were five bowls of the Udon wheat noodles, one for each of them, steaming from the still-hot broth. It only took a few seconds for the smell of the noodles and the aromatics cooked with them to fill his nostrils. Once Yasaka had sat the remainder of the food she cooked down in the center of the table, she sat down straight across from Issei.
It took only a minute for everyone to thank her for the meal and grab the food they wanted onto the plates they had sitting in front of them. They also had small saucers for the sweet soy sauce Yasaka had brought out. And with their plates, instead of the silverware they normally had, they had chopsticks. Almost immediately, Issei moved for one of the six pieces of deep-fried sushi he had on his plate, picking the piece up with his chopsticks, he dipped it in the sweet soy sauce and shoved the thing into his mouth.
Almost instantly, he was in flavor town. He could almost cry if it wasn't for his want to eat more and more. And so, he did. He ate more of his sushi until, before he knew it, he had no more to eat. He looked up and locked eyes with Yasaka, who smiled at him brightly.
And once again, his thoughts shifted to the things she had said and what would possibly happen in only a few short hours. He wasn't being honest with himself. She had made it clear that she liked him, for some reason. And if he was being honest with himself, how could he not like her? Even if she was older than him, that just made her more experienced! Not even to begin to mention she was perfect wife material, like the stuff from fantasy kind of perfect.
Perfect facial features, perfect shape, perfect hair… and her smile made him feel warm every time he saw it. When he first arrived here, he would have never imagined the beautiful girl that was being so kind to him would have come to like him. And at that time, he wouldn't have ever guessed things would have progressed as fast as they did. How did he get so lucky? She was the best thing to happen to him in a long time. She cocked her head slightly, clearly questioning why he was staring at her for so long.
"Is there something on my face, Issei?" Yasaka asked, still smiling at him brightly.
"Oh no. I was just thinking about how pretty you are." He replied, not thinking about his response for a second time today. "Uhh… I mean…"
"Thank you Issei… that makes me feel good." Yasaka said, adding a wink at the end just for fun. However, that notion didn't go unnoticed by the others at the table. Specifically, Kunou and Irina.
Irina tensed up for a second, but immediately casted her eyes down as if a sudden realization dawned on her. She looked like someone who had lost a high-stakes game. And to her, that's exactly how she felt. She felt like she had lost.
How could she compare to someone like Yasaka? Yasaka had everything going for her for one, she was more experienced than she ever would be, she was the queen of the Youkai after all. And not only that, she had provided Issei with everything she could possibly give to him. When he lost everything, Yasaka was there to give him meaning again. She showed him with love and took him in, expecting nothing in return.
And what did she give him? An apology ago, a promise to never leave his side again… and she had broken a similar promise to him many years ago already. She shouldn't be surprised… but why did it hurt so bad? She felt shattered. Her appetite had vanished. She wanted to lock herself in the room Yasaka had given her for the sole purpose of being close to Issei.
"Does Issei like mom?" Kunou asked, looking between the two in question. But neither could muster a response. Or neither wanted to. It was obvious, so much so that even Kunou could tell, she was just trying to be playful.
Issei moved to his bowl of noodles and ate them in an almost comically fast way. He moved his bowl away from him and stood from the table only two minutes later, and with a deep bow, he excused himself. "I'm going to go shower and get ready for bed. Thank you again for the food."
Yasaka gave a slight nod in response, but that was only because the two who weren't gloating was looking at her. As soon as they turned back to Issei, she mouthed to him something with a bright smile that sent him reeling.
'I'll see you later.'
She looked to her left, looking past Xenovia and letting her eyes land on Irina. The girl had downcast eyes, and she knew exactly why. She felt almost sorry for the girl who like him far longer than she did, but she was more willing to make the first move. She didn't want to lose him. And she also didn't want to see her upset.
She sighed quietly as she continued eating her portion of her meal. She figured she should talk to the girl about the situation and see if she could understand. Issei was a dragon. One of the highest-class beings that exists, and not only was he that, he had also given himself the title of the Harem King. He wanted a harem.
And as long as she was at the top, she wouldn't mind him having a few extra girls. But she would make sure none of them could please him as much as she could. She had learned and read a lot, and she had always wanted to practice, but reserved herself. She was finally free to let that go with Issei though.
And Kunou could say that the Red Dragon was her father. She could finally have a father. That one key thing that Yasaka couldn't give her.
Before she knew it, she finished her food and stood. She looked at Irina, who still hadn't eaten a bite of food since what Issei said.
"Irina, come help me with the dishes when you are done, alright? I've something to tell you." Yasaka said, the girl looked up at her and gave a slight confused nod in agreement.
Without anymore being said Yasaka stood as Irina started eating her food again. She worked her back into the kitchen with her and Issei's dishes in hand. Where she prepared the food and began to clean the pots and dishes. Normally she would use her magic to make the process pass in only matter of minutes, but today she figured she should leave more for her and Irina's talk.
…
Issei had just gotten in to the room he had slept in with both Yasaka and Irina. On the way back into the room, he grabbed the bag of clothes he thought was his, he didn't bother to look inside and see if the bag was his or not, he remembered that he sat it closer to the door than the others. He moved the bag into the room he was at and laid down on the bed and closed his eyes in mental exhaustion. He hadn't done anything that would physically drain him today, but he felt more exhausted enough to feel like passing out. He couldn't think of anything else other than sleep… but he needed to go shower.
'Take a shower.'
He shifted his feet in an attempt to keep himself awake. But his frontal lobe was doomed in the fight for control. His frontal lobe made up a third of his entire brain, but it was being overwhelmed with a florid, healthy colonies of adenosine; the chemical responsible for making you tired after any activities that consumes large amounts of energy. And despite knowing this, even when he swore he never learned that, his intellectual independence was beginning to saunter downward. But still, his conscious thought refused to let him fall easily into that slumber his body demanded.
No, no. Instead, what his thoughts did, were blow their way through the wastelands of his already adenosine-conquered temporal lobe, and his thoughts to keep him focused turned into desperation to keep himself awake, almost as if his brain knew something wasn't right with the feeling he was getting at all. The desperation stimmed from the last of his mental apparatus that was still free—his parietal lobe. There, his thought stream was precariously his own, but it was beginning to be severely limited into an almost feral-like drive to keep him going. He was playing a mental game with himself in the classic 'Id vs. Ego' way.
'Take a shower!' his mind screamed at him, remembering that he wouldn't dare rest in his own filth, especially on the night he was going to finally lose his V card.
His head went numb as did the rest of his body. For a few seconds, it was a feeling of vertigo that washed over him and made his limbs tingle. And before he could even understand what happening, he was floating in the same black sea of infinity his dreams had normally consisted of.
There were no stars this time, and he wasn't standing in a corridor. It was nothing but darkness that felt as thick as honey when he floated through it. He knew that something about the place wasn't correct, it seemed no matter which direction he looked, he swore he saw things, the slightest bit of movement that faded away as soon as he moved his head.
He let it go the first time he was here and saw the movement, but now he was perplexed and curious. He knew better than to ignore it a second time. The hair on his skin crawled and he forced himself to turn around, but yet again he was met by nothing but darkness.
'Don't move you head, don't move your eyes. Use your peripherals.'
The voice of what Ddraig had said to him earlier that day filled his head. And he figured it wouldn't hurt to try again, he focused on what he saw, never daring to move his head or eyes in the direction of the movement that began to shift and move more rapidly towards him.
And then he saw it. The creatures that could only be spawned from the depths of dark waters. The places of nightmares, forever beyond the reach of human range, created with a drop of hell and a touch of strange. It was a snake, or, it moved like a snake rather, but looked nothing like one.
If he had a name for anything that could resemble it in mythology, be would have called it a leviathan, but he doubted that was the creature at all. But how large it was the least scary part about it. No, no. The part that made this thing look like a spawn from the darkest depths of purgatory was its ghostly appearance.
The creature had a bioluminescent, transparent outer membrane that covered a muscular and blue inner body which featured many blue and red veins and arteries that spider-webbed along the creatures great length. The membrane that surrounded it was clearly lose and soft, as it moved like water with each swift movement from the creature.
The eyes of the creature glowed a horrible bioluminescent yellow. And the fact that the creature had six eyes on each side of its reverse-triangle shaped head made him grow more terrified at the creatures appearance. Along the length of the creatures torso were six vestigial fins that were clearly shortened from some form of combat. And lastly there was a small decorative sail that sat perfectly at the center of its head. And protruding from the sides of the creatures head were two long, pointed structures that bore similarities to the cephalofoil of the hammerhead shark.
And now that the creature was coming straight at him, he could see that it had a large rectangular mouth with a glowing barbule lure beneath it that resembled the ones found on anglerfish. He watched, both terrified and amazed as the creature moved towards him, its body covered in pulsating, bioluminescent veins. As it moved through the space around him, it left trails behind it, like it was moving faster than the darkness could keep up with.
It moved closer and closer, and only then could he tell her gigantic the thing truly was. It was huge from a far, but he didn't know he was watching it from an incredible distance away. As the creature opened its mouth, he knew it was far larger than even Ddraig, but it didn't seem magical or intelligent at all, rather it just seemed to be extremely aggressive. But regardless… it was coming straight for him. And its teeth looked sharp.
And there were too many for him to even begin to count.
He turned and looked at the creature, but instead of his vision looking at nothing like usual, the creature kept snaking it way towards him at full speed. And then, for the first time since he had been in that darkness. He heard a sound, and it wasn't one he wished to ever hear again. The creature released an ear-piercingly loud, echoing screech. He couldn't find words to explain the horrible sound he had heard, it was an amalgamation of many sounds, both high-pitched and low. It sounded ghostly as it echoed. That was what made it more terrifying. As its screech back over its own, it called back in response, each one whipping itself to new demonic heights that stuck cords in Issei he had never felt before.
That's when he saw more movement in the corners of his eyes.
He threw himself up from his sleep, completely and utterly terrified. He struggled to catch his breath as he looked around the room he was in. He looked towards the window, and it seemed that night had fallen. Tree tops moved outside, crashing into each other and causing leaves to fall to the ground. He wasn't sure what the feeling was he got that caused the space between his eyes to tingle, but he was knew a storm was approaching.
He turned and looked for the bag of clothes that he had carried in with him. He felt strange, he felt light, which could have been a result of his sudden fast standing movements from a laying position. He grabbed the bag, not feeling interested in sorting through it now, and walked into the door in the room that led to a bathroom. Once he flipped the lights on, he made his way to the shower that doubled as bathtub. Deciding he would much rather sit down and think about the event that unfurled in his dreams, and the events that didn't unfurl in the bedroom, he reached for the hot water knob and turned it all the way, letting steamy water pour into the tub as he got undressed and stepped in.
He sat in thought, letting the water sting at his feet as it poured down onto them. He didn't mind the heat; it was kind of relaxing to feel the warmth trickle up his cold body. His let himself rest there, resting against the ceramic walls of the tub. He let his thoughts drift to the creature he had just seen in his nightmares, now that he wasn't examining what it was doing, he tried his best to relate the creature to something he could become familiar with. And the only thing that immediately struck his mind was an eel. Or some terrifying worm.
He let his thoughts stop there. He didn't want to even try and think about that horrible sound the creature made, and the more he thought about it, the less he thought of its screech as an echo, and the more he thought of it as a response from some other creature. Possibly the same creature that he thought he saw moving in his peripherals while looking at the one charging him.
He moved his thoughts to something happier: Yasaka. She had teased him all day almost in sexual ways, saying she would reward him later and so on. And he never saw her after lunch, even after what had happened between the two of them at the table, he expected her to at least stop by. He sighed.
"I guess I should have expected her to not actually come by. Guess I'm still the same idiot I was." He said to himself, sinking into the water as he thought about everything that had happened. He shouldn't have let his thoughts get the better of him, for one. He felt stupid for letting himself believe something that was probably never there are going to happen in the first place. The water began to move, but he knew it wasn't because of him. But he kept his eyes shut, not thinking that anyone would be in the room with him.
He was so, so wrong.
"Now… why would I lie to you?"
His eyes shot opened and he made eye contact with the girl that had consumed his thoughts. She was looking at him, questioningly, leaned over the tub and playing with the water close to his private. She gave a swift motion of her hand, causing a force of water to hit his crotch and he perked up. She brought the same hand to his chin to hold him in place. She moved her face closer to his. He was too paralyzed to move.
"And also… you aren't idiot." With that, her lips connected with his. It was simple, and she retreated after a few seconds, but clearly, she had no intentions of stopping there. "Never say that again."
She moved in again, smashing her lips into his again, but this time forcing her tongue into his mouth. He had no idea what to do in the scenario, or how to do it, but their tongues fought each other in a match for dominance, and he really didn't want to lose. Their tongues swirled around each other's and Yasaka moaned in delight as he played back with her. Her hand snaked down his refined chest, feeling every one of his abs until she finally reached her prize.
She grabbed his stiff erection and began to move her hand delicately up and down, all while trying to keep him focused enough to keep his tongue movements going. She also wanted to make sure not to tire his tongue either, not before she got a chance to feel it even more. And then… she had a bright idea.
She pulled away from her kiss and released his cock from her hold. She stood, which made him look at her in confusion. But she gave him the best seductive smile she could muster and said the perfect words to him. She wanted a clear way to tell him to undress her… and she knew exactly what to say.
"Well, Issei… come unwrap your present." She said, trying to sound a sexy as possible to keep him on his toes. She wanted her first time to be special, and his should be as well. She had wanted something like this for a very long time. After Issei's confusion passed over him, he stood from the water, his manhood swinging between his legs. She wanted to lurch towards it and start pleasing him, but she held herself back. She had so many plans for that beast, and foreplay before the main course.
He stepped down to her level and looked at her for a few seconds. He untied her shrine maiden uniform, but she wanted more effort than to simply let it fall to the ground, so she kept her arms positioned in a way to keep the uniform on. She wanted him to feel her up. She wanted him to become familiar with her body. For him, she was fully ready to show him everything. And thankfully, it didn't take long for him to catch on.
His hands snaked their way inside her uniform and landed on her delicate skin. It was like electricity that slammed into her. She felt wet between her legs as his hand moved up and massaged under her tits for just a few seconds before moving around them and moving the fabric off her shoulder enough for it to slide to the ground. After that, she was completely bare. Everything was exposed to him and that turned her on even more. She moved a hand between her legs and began to play with her dripping honey pot as Issei watched with wide eyes on stalk. She was to horny for her own good.
"Hey… let's get back in the bath, alright?" she recommended, another idea coming to her. She wanted to sit in hi lap in the hot water, jerking him off while he rubbed and fingered her off. She had too many ideas for her own good, and she wanted to try all of them. And if not tonight… tomorrow night. And the night after that.
Hell, she wouldn't mind doing it every night. Issei moved back into the tub and slid his way back into a sitting position. Almost as soon as he situated himself, she stepped in as well… into his lap. The water level raised up to their chest as she sat down. Her left hand landed on his chest as her right snaked down between his legs and grabbed onto his joystick once again. She moved her left hand to grab his right and brought his hand between her legs.
"Do me too." Her sultry voice added to his arousal as she began to move her hand up and down along the length of his impressive shaft. He didn't question or hesitate as he started to move his fingers and play with her opening, but he lets his fingers knead her like she was dough, and she loved it. She tried to keep quite but after his next movement, she failed. He pinched the nub at the top of her entrance and began to roll it around between his index finger and thumb.
"Ahh!" she moaned loudly. It wasn't like anyone was going to hear them, this whole room had been soundproofed with her magic. So… she could be as loud as she wanted. "Inside… I want them inside me."
His mind was beginning to fall completely numb to pleasure, and if it wasn't for the power of Ddraig's keeping him conscious enough to answer her desires that she told him to do, he probably would have already passed out. There was a burning in his chest, and before he even knew what he was doing himself, he plunged two fingers between her tight folds, earning him a very sharp and loud moan from her. As he slid hid middle finger and ring finger in and out of her, he focused on trying to catch the nub between his fingers and force them back in.
Her hand movements slowed to a halt as his hands worked in ways they never have. Her legs began to shake, and he took it as a sign to speed his movements up. His finger slid in and out of her hot crevice with a profound amount of vigor and she moaned louder, this time he was sure someone was going to hear. He reached up to her mouth and covered it with his free hand, causing her position to shift so that she was sitting on his rock-hard manhood. She grabbed onto his legs, squeezing them as she was taken by surprise by his sudden forwardness.
Her head went blank as his fingers continued to move, and her legs began to disobey her as the buckled under the stimulation her sensitive privates were receiving. She squeezed her legs together around his hands, forcing them further into her, and his movements continued inside her. She felt like lurching forward, but she was held in place as Issei's hand held her head back into him. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt what was about to be the greatest orgasm she was about to experience to date.
She lurched forward as wave after crashing wave of pleasure came to her. She moaned loudly into his hand, but Issei never stopped his fingering movements causing her already super-sensitive vagina to start aching more and more. Her legs kicked in the water as she tried to find something to give her traction, and she squeezed Issei's legs as hard as she could. Her torso began to buckle forward with the rest of her body as her orgasm rocked her whole body. His hand released her from her buckling and her moans filled the room. "Ahh! Yes!"
Issei stopped his piston movements into her dripping wet snatch and let her fall back onto him. Her soft and plump derriere rubbed against his crotch as she slid back down between his legs. She leaned her head back and rested it on his shoulder and relaxed as the hot water surrounded her. His arms snaked around her and hugged her from behind.
"Issei… you are so mean. You kept going after I came." She said reaching her own arm up to hug him from behind. "I'll be sure to get my revenge on you for that one."
He didn't utter a response, he didn't know what to say or how to say it. He just held her in close to him, feeling a sense of comfort doing so. She moved his head towards her, bringing their lips together once more to engage their tongues in a wrestling match. Yasaka grew tired of it fast though, and she instead wanted something else to feast on, all while getting her revenge.
"Hey Issei, let's get out. You got me off earlier, so it's my turn now." She stood from her spot in his lap, feeling his erection rub her as she did. She couldn't help herself, she wanted him so badly. She stepped out of the hot water and turned to watch Issei as he stepped out. But as soon as he stepped out, she pressed him against the warm ceramic and left a trail of kisses down his torso until she was on her knees and her mouth was in line with his cock. "Look Issei… I want you to watch me suck you off."
She kept her eyes up and looking at him as she took his cock into her mouth, and she took great pride when she saw him fling his head back with his mouth open. He groaned out, doing his best to stifle his moan. She smirked around his shaft as another idea came for her. She pulled her head away from his shaft, leaving a thick trail of saliva as she did so. She grabbed his cock and began to jerk him off painfully slow. She could tell he wanted her to keep going, but she had other plans.
"No, no, Issei. I want you to watch me. Watch as suck your long dick into my mouth. I want you to tell me how you want it, be more verbal. Let me know how much you enjoy it." Yasaka said seductively, releasing her grip just enough to turn her hand pumping into her simply rubbing him. The sound her saliva made as she rubbed him off was just lewd enough to keep him aware of everything that had transpired. And she continued moving her hand, agonizingly slow, never giving him enough stimulation to orgasm, but giving him just enough to keep him as erect as possible. "Tell me what you want me to do."
He hesitated as he locked eyes with her. His penis was coated in a shiny layer of her saliva and was being rubbed by her hand while she looked at him with the eyes of a seductress. "I… I want…"
Yasaka understood, but she wanted more confidence. "I'm sorry? You want what?"
"You to… suck me off." Of course, his poor heart was beating at speeds that certainly weren't normal, and he was too embarrassed to say the words with complete confidence, so the last part came out as a jumble. Once again, Yasaka heard him, but wasn't finished with her teasing.
"Come again?" she asked, trying to sound as misleading as possible as she squeezed his girth with her hand. She brought her free hand up to fondle his testicles, giving them a tug just light enough so he could feel her.
"Suck me!" he finally said, causing it to come out as a command. She smiled and released her hold on his dick. She moved her mouth right in front of the monster so that, if he dared, a single hip thrust would shove it down and into her throat. She looked up at him as she gave the head a kiss.
"With pleasure." She took him in her mouth again, letting her free hand fondle his testicles as her tongue swirled around his length. She let her tongue rest slightly as she began to bob her head rapidly, letting his now well-lubricated cock slide in and out with ease. She began to twist her head with each of her fast pumping motion. She held her breath, adding to the suction around his cock, and he threw his hands on her head, moaning with every other bob of her head, and she could tell he was about orgasm. And she wouldn't dare waste a single drop.
She opened her throat as best as she could and tried to take him in as far as she could, humming as his cock slid deep into her throat. The sensation of getting deep-throated as well as the vibrations she sent through both his cock and balls was enough to send him over his edge, his hands squeezed her head in place. She threw her hands to his hips to keep him and herself planted, but she also had other uses for keeping herself attached to him. With a loud moan of pleasure, his cock pulsated in her throat and he unloaded shot after gooey shot of stringy semen down her esophagus. She coughed, not expecting as much to come from him as what did.
As she coughed, his semen escaped the sides of her mouth and trailed down his ball. She was disappointed she couldn't drink it all, but she wouldn't dare let that stop her from getting her revenge. As he was about to release his last few pulses into her mouth, she reeled back, using her strength to push her head down the length of his shaft again, before sucking as hard as she could and starting her assault again, causing his cum to shot with even more force into her throat. She bobbed her head back and forth once, using her tongue as much as she could, savoring the sweet and salty taste of his semen with each additional pulse.
"Ahh!" He couldn't keep his composure anymore, he was far too sensitive after his climax, and she wouldn't give him a break. The amount of pleasure he was feeling as she bobbed her head during his orgasm was enough to throw him into another one almost instantly. So… he came again. His legs became weak and he fell to the floor of the bathroom, her sucking never halting as he desperately reached to stop the girl who was trying to suck the literal life out of him. Each time her head bobbed down on his long shaft was a deep throat that sent him waves of pleasure he never though imaginable, his muscles began to spasm in a desperate attempt to catch a break, but she wouldn't allow it. She opened her mouth so he could hear the sound of her gagging as his cock slammed into the back of her throat with each bounce. Until, she finally pulled away, giving him only a slight break as she immediately went to licking the semen that she wasn't able to swallow in her first round. She licked his balls, licked the sides of his cock slowly all the way to the tip to keep him erect, and when she was done feasting on his seed, she looked up at him, semen on her cheeks and some on her lips.
She made sure he saw when she licked the semen off her lips, then swipe the rest off her face and suck on her fingers like it was a tease of what she wanted to continue doing to him. She smiled, crawling over him like an animal who was about to kill its prey. His mind was so numb from the pleasure that he couldn't move or muster any form of coherent speech, so he just lied there, staring up at the foxy girl above him who wanted nothing more to continue. Her tits were almost in perfect sucking distance, but he couldn't bring himself to move just yet. Were they going to do each other in the bathroom?
Or, much rather, was she going to do him in the bathroom? He refused to let her take control completely, he wanted to pleasure her in ways she couldn't imagine as well. But his energy betrayed him. She moved down and gave him a quick peck on his lips.
"Thanks for the meal… Want to move to the bed? Or… try round two?" She said gently, sounding far more seductive than he could imagine. Her hot folds rubbed against the tip of his dick, and the answer was clear. He moved his head towards the door.
She smiled widely at his choice. She crawled forward more and stopped when her knees were on both sides of his head. His vision was filled with her dripping wet pussy. Her folds were coated in her own juices that were overflowing to the point it ran down her sexy thighs. He smirked, he just learned he really liked her thighs.
"Come on… don't you want to eat your appetizer as well?" she said, her voice dripping with a tone as sweet as honey. And she lowered herself so he could have better access, her leg spread further apart, and the sight alone was enough to kick him back into sexual hypertension as she almost did the splits on his mouth.
He did want his appetizer.
He moved his hands from his side, so he clutched her pillow-soft thighs from behind and used them as leverage to pull himself up to her vagina. He wasted no time assaulting in the only way he knew how… orally. His tongue dug deep inside of her, as far as he could possibly muster, tasting every inch as he went. He pulled away for only a second to catch air, only to suck her drooling labia a second later with a new amount of vigor.
"Arrgh! Yes, right there! Suck me harder!" not only did her moans turn him on and make him feel like he was doing a good job pleasing her, she showed him exactly what she wanted him to do in return. And the verbal forwardness of her yelling how she wanted him to please her made everything just so, so much better. "Squeeze me harder!"
He did as she instructed and squeezed her legs until his left his handprints on her thighs. He dug his tongue in deeper, giving her pleasure that none of her toys of fingers ever have before. She snaked her hands down her body and grabbed his head, taking a fistful of his hair and keeping his head planted firmly has his tongue worked magic on her. His tongue traced her folds up and down, and then moved in and out of her and she loved feeling every single warm and wet movement. She was already close to her climax, but he moved his mouth and took her clitoris into his mouth and sucked as hard as he could. She threw her head back and released a sharp and loud moan as her orgasm shook her body. He sucked harder while she climaxed, returning the favor she had done for him.
"Yes! It feels so good!" Her legs began to buckle under her as she moaned in pleasure and pulled his head in closer to her body, she squeezed her legs together around his head as she began to spasm from the extreme orgasm. Each breath she took came out as a pleasured moan. Yasaka backed up and laid on top Issei, resting her head on his chest while breathing heavy.
"Hey… lets take this to the bed."
Issei stood just as soon as Yasaka did and together they stepped into the cold room that awited outside the bathroom. The window that Issei had looked out of earlier had been covered by curtains, and the lights were off. She left the door open to the bathroom, letting the steam bellow into the room, and the light coming from the door lit the bed up perfectly. They walked to the bed together, and as soon as Issei got close, he was pushed onto his back.
"Are you ready, Issei? To lose the game and win the race?" Yasaka asked, crawling over him.
There was a feeling of regret washing over him slowly. Did he want to continue? Why were they even doing this to begin with? Was it out of love, or was it just a way to provide comfort and achieve what she wanted? He looked to the side away from her. He had always believed someone's first time should be between two people who loved each other, cared for each other. He had no doubt of his feelings towards her, both attraction and an unrequited love for her and thankfulness. But why him? Why? Because he was a dragon? Because he wasn't normal? Because he was strong?
"Issei? Is something wrong?" Yasaka asked, the emotion she had displayed shifting to one of worry. He didn't want to worry her. Hadn't he burdened her enough? He couldn't respond. He didn't know how, and it felt pathetic given his situation.
He was a pervert. A loser. His eyes were staring at nothing, and Yasaka kept talking but he couldn't hear a word. His chest ached as his thoughts wandered. Why do this if they didn't love each other? What was the point? He didn't want to remember his first time as something that wasn't out of mutual love.
"Issei? Please talk to me… you're worrying me." Yasaka tried again, placing one of her hands on his cheeks. She didn't get a reaction, not even a single notice that she was even there. She felt a sting in her chest. "Issei…"
"Why?" came her reply. She perked up at his response, but she didn't understand what he was asking. "Why me?"
Then she began to understand. He didn't want something that was fake. She didn't interpret his question as why she was doing this with him. She interpreted it as 'Do you love me?'
"Issei, you are kind. You are courageous. You've brought more happiness to me and Kunou than you could even begin to imagine. I love you. Kunou loves you. She looks up to you in a way I never thought she would, not as an adopted brother, but as a father figure. You have given my daughter something I never could give her… something she's never had." Yasaka began, she was going to continue, but was stopped.
"How am I courageous? I was terrified, everything that happened today. I was terrified of losing her and losing you-" he didn't get to continue.
"Being courageous isn't just a matter of not being frightened. It's sometimes about being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway. I've always loved the part of you that never gives up for long." She said, moving down and giving him a kiss. "Don't discredit yourself, Issei. And don't ever think for a moment that I don't love you. I'll scream it out like a siren until everyone knows. How about that?"
He looked at her and once again felt pitiful at himself for ruing the mood. He pulled her into a hug.
"Yasaka… I love you too."
He knew better than to worry now. He wouldn't make the same mistake ever again. He knew better than to let his own betraying emotion get the best of him twice. Yasaka leaned in to kiss him once more, rubbing her body against him as her tongue fought him for dominance again. He moved his hands up her torso and massaged the base of her tits before he grabbed them and kneaded them like dough. She hummed into his mouth in enjoyment, and he did his best to massage her gently. He pinched her nipples lightly, earning her a moan, but she never disconnected from his mouth. Her hand snaked back down to his crotch, and she began to stroke him moderately fast to get him as hard as possible in preparation for they fun they were only moments away from happening.
Yasaka pulled away from Issei, leaving a trail of saliva connecting from their lips.
"We're going all the way…" Yasaka said gently. Slowing down her movements.
"Then… take me to the other side." He said, breaking down the last of his walls of defense.
Yasaka positioned herself over him, pressing his penis against her inner labia and rubbing it against her. She lowered herself down onto his steel hard cock. And just before they exchanged their V-cards, Yasaka gave him a smile that made his heart feel like melting. She sat down fully onto him, taking his full, giant length the core of her body. She fell forward onto him, not expecting her first time to be so taxing.
"We are one now… you took my first time." She whispered in his ear. He was curious about how that was possible since she had a daughter, but judging on her reaction, he was fully obligated to believe her.
He already felt like busting, as soon as he slid into her warm and wet folds. And then his heart almost sunk.
"Yasaka… I think we forgot the condom." He began, trying his best to hold his ejaculation in from the prior stimulation. But she moved her body up off him, forcing his dick to push further into him. He was at his limit. He was going to cum. "Yasaka… I'm…"
She bit him. Hard. Like.
Really damn hard.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed. She bit his neck, leaving a mark. He didn't know why she did it, but he knew his ejaculation was ruined. "What was that for?"
"I marked you. To show everyone that you are mine." Yasaka said, biting her lip as she smiled at him. "Now as for the condom… we don't really need them. I bought them to tease you actually. See, youkai and other species like us can control our chances of getting pregnant. And it is also difficult for us to get pregnant anyways. Which means… you can cum inside me as much as you want."
She picked herself up, slowly, making sure he felt the entire movement as the walls of her vagina gripped at him. He was losing his mind as she moved slowly. She moved herself back down, slowly picking up the pace.
"Ahnn… doesn't this feel amazing?" Yasaka said, moving her hips steadily. His penis slid in and out with ease and the feeling was sending him over his limit. He was going to bust.
"Yasaka… I'm—"
"Do it! Let it out inside me. Fill me with your hot sticky cum until my pussy can't drink anymore." She yelled, picking up her pace and slamming down onto him with more vigor than before.
And that did it for him. He blew his load into her, shooting hot string after string of his semen into her already dripping vagina. But she kept riding him as he came, forcing his semen to drip out of her and cover his cock in both of their love juices.
"AHhh! Yasaka!" he yelled out in pleasure. She stopped as she rode out her own orgasm, her legs started shaking, and she fell over on top of him. She looked completely exhausted, almost like she was done.
"Ahh… I love the feeling of your semen deep inside me. It feels so amazing!" Yasaka said. But Issei recovered first as a sexual drive took over his mind to the extreme level.
He flipped her over on her back while her legs were still jelly. Her vaginal walls pulsed around his cock as she was still clearly going through her orgasm. He pulled himself out and thrust himself back in, savoring the feeling of the pulsating walls and suction as he did so. She yelled out in pleasure.
"Ahhnn! Issei wait! I'm still cumming! Ahh!" she tried to stop him. He kept thrusting his giant shaft into her. He held her legs away from him to allow him bett er access and they shook as he held them, not from how rough he was being with her, because he was far away from having rough sex with her at all, but the pleasure she received was enough to cause her muscles to lose control. She was done for and he kept her going.
"Ahh! Harder! Do me more!" he could give her exactly what she wanted. He grunted with each thrust as he felt himself grow closer to another orgasm. "I'm c-cumming! Again!"
And sure enough, she did. Her juices trickled down her legs and soaked into the bed below. Her legs were shot, and her arms flailed to her sides, clutching the fabric of the bed and squeezing her hands together as she came again. Seeing it only added to his arousal as he pounded away at her pulsating vagina. He brought his hand between her legs as he thrusted in and began to pinch her clitoris.
And maybe he was bullying her, because it wasn't any more than a few seconds later that she screamed she was cumming once more. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and drool began to run down the side of her face as she couldn't bring herself to act refined while he messed her up. Her back arched, and with one last grunt, he shot his last load of the night deep into, letting every pulse of his semen fill her deepest parts as her back arched off the bed so only the crown of her head and his hands wrapped around her kept her in place.
He let her ago and fell down beside her. She rolled over onto him and rested her head on his chest. She grabbed the covers of the bed and threw it over them to keep their warmth between the two of them. She began to play with his chest. Words couldn't even begin to explain how happy she was.
"I love you, Issei." She said, drawing designs on his muscles chest.
"I love you… too." Issei managed between his breaths. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in close.
He knew one thing for sure. This was the Best. Night. Ever.
"Let's do it again tomorrow. Goodnight, my love."
Well… maybe he shouldn't retire that trophy just yet.
"Goodnight, Yasaka."
End of Chapter 13: "Take Me to The Other Side…" Issei x Yasaka Lemon
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