Chapter 7: Four is a Square
21 May (Sunday) 12pm
Nakano Residence
Riiiiing, he buzzed the intercom, adjusting his bag as he waited for the door to open. He had brought some books just in case he had misunderstood the lilac-haired actress, even if he had not prepared anything else. Somehow, it felt weird to walk around with a piece of rubber in his pocket, and if the need truly arose, he could always pop by the nearby convenience store to–
What am I even thinking? It's bad enough to be caught with her sisters, I bet she's gonna blow her top and dress me down– I mean, get angry and scold me silly.
"Are you the pizza boy?" she greeted through the speaker.
"No, just the repairman," he echoed, waving at the camera.
"Didn't call for one but the hose in the shower needs fixing," she commented as he blushed. "Come in, Fuutarou-kun, I'm sure you wouldn't mind cleaning the tub."
Gingerly, he stepped into the apartment, only to find the redhead in her pyjamas, enjoying her plate of spaghetti. Yotsuba was on the couch, engrossed in a video game while the eldest was sitting cross-legged, watching in mirth as the resident glutton dropped her fork and folded her arms.
"Nino and Miku aren't here today," she pouted. "Maybe you should join them at the mall instead of spending the afternoon with us."
"Heh, someone's being a tsundere," Ichika teased. "But that just means more time for me, amirite?"
"N-No," she retorted, turning bright red. "W-We'll p-p-punish him together for what he did last night."
Hold on, Itsuki, what did you just say? I hope Nino didn't mix strange spices into the pasta you're eating.
"Go ahead, tell him what you want," the actress chuckled. "We can play around all day."
"I have to get back to studying in an hour," he laughed nervously, unsure if it would be enough to calm the growing storm.
"We have sixty minutes to spare," she smiled, not seeking to extend the time limit that he had suggested, which was perhaps more worrying than if she had done so. From the corner of his eye, he could see Yotsuba putting away her console before skipping over to wrap her arms around him, as if to comfort him before the tempest.
"Get on your knees," Itsuki stammered, tapping her foot on the floor. Ichika pushed him forward, motioning at the empty space under the table as her youngest sister pulled off her pants. Making herself comfortable on the chair, she groaned as he parted her pink folds, the saliva on his tongue lubricating her damp core flushed with her fluids. Drowning in the sensation, she dug her fingers in his hair, swimming in clouds of fluffy marshmallows and cotton candy until she peaked in the heavens, her juices dribbling from his lips as she panted and grasped the edge of her seat.
"My turn," Ichika pressed his head to the carpet as she pleasured herself, allowing him no time to rest. She moaned at the sight of him beneath her, made to grovel as she prodded his cheeks with her toes, demanding to be licked. He obliged, sending electrifying waves from her digits to her spine as she hastened her pace, plunging her fingers deep between her thighs until her palms were drenched in sweat and nectar as she crumbled in a sticky mess.
Smirking, she dragged him to the living room, where Yotsuba was leaning by the wall, helpfully pulling her divider aside to expose her moist, shaven lips as her elder sister pushed him to kneel before stepping aside to let him continue. Gently, he kissed her smooth, sensitive mouth as she moaned and arched her back, butterflies fluttering in her stomach and tickling her between the legs. His tongue sent quivers down her neck, her drooling core craving for more, revelling in the wild, erotic fantasy until she stared breathlessly at the ceiling, groaning embarrassedly in tides of ecstasy.
Ruffling his hair in gratitude, she spared him a much-deserved moment of respite before allowing her sisters to take him to Itsuki's room. Once inside, Ichika brought out her toys, which they proceeded to lick as the eldest stuffed hers in his mouth, making him moisten it in her stead.
"Since I'm in the mood, why don't we rotate," she proposed, slapping his cheek with her stick. "Pick one of us to enter in the mouth, lips or rear, and the rest will take the other two. You'll only get one chance, so choose wisely, but you won't get to finish until we're all satisfied, understand?"
Relishing the opportunity to turn the tables, he nodded, only for her to produce a blindfold, a collar, and some restraints.
"You'll also get to put one of these on us," she explained, much to his relief. "Unless you'd like to be tied up instead?"
"I love my freedom, thank you very much," he replied as they stood before him, awaiting his decision. "You're first, Ichika, put those cuffs on and get on the bed."
Before she knew it, she was lying on her back with her wrists bound, her sisters taking their positions as he slid his rod into her mouth. Removing her skirt, they thrusted between her thighs as she tensed in excitement, her moans muffled by the stick in her throat. Wet with her saliva, he pushed harder as she responded with equal thirst and fervour, her lips dripping from his slow but steady pace. Following his lead, her sisters penetrated her to new depths that she did not know she had, lubricated by the juices that were beginning to stain the sheets.
Like a pump, pressure continued to build from the oscillations, seeking an instantaneous release. She could feel the heat spreading across her skin and rushing to her neck, her pulse quickening as her heart raced to the beat. Nearing the crescendo, her toes curled as her fists clenched, her nails digging into her palms as the uncontrollable shudders cascaded into a euphoric spasm–
"Stop," he ordered as the sisters halted at his command. Gasping in shock, she desperately struggled to salvage the broken pieces with her hands, only to remember that she had been restrained, her fingers scrambling inches away from the inferno between her legs.
"Please," she begged, anguished by the denial, even as a part of her found twisted pleasure in tasting her own medicine. While he stared on in amusement, she intensified her efforts, licking and sucking with all her breath until he finally decided to return the gesture, reaching under her blouse to grope her chest and caress her stiff, engorged tips. It was far from the prize that she craved, yet it was just enough to set her off, and she came helplessly to the consolation, the humiliation and frustration somehow adding to the climax.
"Itsuki," he called her next, and she obediently removed her clothes and put on the blindfold before getting on all fours. Leaving her eldest sister to take a much-needed break, Yotsuba stuck a toy in her eager mouth as he stuffed another in her rear before entering her moist, unshaven core, eliciting a groan as he began to move. Overcome with lust, she touched herself while being thrusted in all crevices, and he let her engage in the act, immersed in the tactile senses in the darkness while perspiration trailed carelessly down her thigh.
Watching her glow with hunger, Yotsuba could barely hold in her own desire, reaching between her legs to rub her moist folds while maintaining her ministrations on her sister. Gagging on her toy, Itsuki came in a mess, fingering herself furiously as she wet the blanket with her spray, nearly bringing the others down with her as she collapsed on the sheets, gasping for air.
"Come on me, Uesugi-kun," she pleaded, lying sprawled on the bed. "My face, my chest, my mouth - anywhere."
"Maybe after I'm done with Yotsuba," he breathed as the latter took off her underwear and handed him the collar which he clamped on her neck. Removing her blindfold, she let her sister fill her mouth as he stuck a toy between her legs and entered her from the rear, holding onto the leash as she bent over to ease his motions. Starting off slow, he gradually picked up speed, the tightness of her orifice compounded by the friction from the rod in the neighbouring crevice, requiring his full resolve not to finish. Nonetheless, with each thrust, more willpower was lost, and it would be a matter of seconds before the dam would inevitably burst–
"Do it, Uesugi-san!" she exclaimed as warm fluids gushed into her. Unlike their previous encounter, the foam overflowed the channel and spilled onto the banks, forming a small puddle on the floor in Itsuki's room. Pouting, the youngest sibling wiped the mess with a towel, venturing a taste of the liquid with the tip of her finger.
"Not fair, you didn't leave any for us!" she huffed as her eldest sister joined in the protest. Giggling, Yotsuba slipped out of her collar and snapped it over Itsuki's neck before turning around to kiss him passionately, titillating the soft insides of his cheek with her tongue.
"I'll let you have some if you lick us clean," she declared, setting out the conditions as she continued to indulge in the intimacy, threads of saliva hanging from her lips. Tugging on the chain, she pulled Itsuki close, spreading her legs to give her sister just enough space to lap up the residue while Ichika crawled over to work on his member. For a good few minutes, they quietly obeyed, attending to the pair as they explored the warm wetness of each other's tongues, pausing only to unbutton his shirt and remove her skirt, leaving no area of her chest and thighs untouched.
"That's enough for now," she exhaled, disengaging from Itsuki and pulling Ichika away from the young man. As they watched on in envy, she allowed him to enter between her damp, inviting lips, squealing in elated bliss while he pounded her from behind. Frustrated, they could only resort to their toys, stuffing their moist, deprived cores to the rhythm of his thrusts, their imaginations running wild in vicarious self-pleasure while she went for the homerun. Staring at each other's contorted expressions, the sisters climaxed at the same time, their mindless groans synchronising in a chorus of lascivious relief and sublime exhilaration.
Silence descended upon the room as they panted in exhaustion, tired but contented. In the tranquil aftermath, she was the first to recover, kneeling to take him in the mouth, pumping the base to usher the end. Before long, he came in a blast, covering her tongue in bittersweet syrup which she did not hesitate to swallow along with her juices and her saliva, licking her teeth and smacking her lips as her sisters gaped in muted indignation.
"You promised!" Itsuki wailed, without so much as a drop of spilled milk to cry over.
"Perhaps we should punish you next time," Ichika scowled, even as her cuffs had not been removed.
"You've already had your share when you licked us both," Yotsuba pointed out innocently, batting her eyes. "And you did such a thorough job too, lapping up all traces of the stuff."
"Yotsubaaaaa!" her sisters growled as the duo darted to the shower and locked the door. Ignoring the noises outside, she turned on the tap to fill the tub as he lathered soap over her body, getting the bubbles in all the right places. Her slender figure felt supple in his hands, and she let him enjoy the view before pushing him onto the tiles, their silhouettes reflecting off the steamy mirror on the wall.
"Shishishishi," she laughed, sliding her delicate toes over his chest, "I hope you have another hour to spare for the stamina training we talked about, Fuutarou-kun."
A/N: As with the previous chapter, the title is simultaneously a reference to the number of participants and the eventual 'winner' - three for Miku and four for Yotsuba.
Yotsuba used to call him 'Fuutarou-kun' instead of 'Uesugi-san' when they first met. Now that they've reunited (and the truth was revealed in Chapter 5), it makes sense that she would use the former nickname, especially in the absence of her sisters.
As always, favs/follows/reviews highly appreciated - I'd be glad to hear from my readers if I'm doing lemons right, and where I can improve moving forward.
P/S: For those who follow my other works, I'm halfway through Chapter 6 of Blessings on This Floating Castle (Konosuba x SAO) and Chapter 2 of The Holy Grail War of Chiba (Oregairu x Fate). I'd like to update Afterschool Service Club (Oregairu x K-On!) but the favs/follows seem to be on the low side (needs more love!)
Incidentally, Nakano Azusa and Nakano Nino (and best girl Suguha) share the same VA, though thou shalt not lewd the Keions. In the meantime, feel free to check out my earlier completed post-apocalyptic crossover Reality Offline (SAO x Oregairu AU).