Hi again, everyone... we have a shorter chapter this time, but hey... I hope you guys enjoy this.

Now we're finally at the bulk of the story, and the sexy stuff is about to begin. I'm going to put a lemon warning here, but I doubt anyone cares. and hopefully ya'll are old enough to read this. Please enjoy :)

It was a little later when Keima approached Tenri, the most scared he'd ever been. Sure, it was what Diana had wanted… sure, considering the debt he'd accrued with both girl and goddess, her being first would have been the choice he would have made, even if Diana hadn't approached him… just, would Tenri have wanted this?

"H-hi…" he stopped at Tenri's desk, his hand gripping the edge, although it didn't stop it from shaking.

"H-hi, Keima-kun," she gave him a warm smile. Even then, her nerves were just as apparent as his.

"Are you alright with getting your tutoring now, or would you like to do it later?"

"N-now, please…" Tenri had trouble with getting the words out, "I think it will only get worse if I wait…"

"Fair enough…" Keima's knuckles were white from his grip, "so do you want it at your table or in the closed-off area?"

Nanaka, who was in the next seat, started praying that she'd do it here… considering she was the second name on the list, she needed something to watch or understand… she wished she could have gone back in time and watched some porn, instead of playing Shougi all the time.

"I-I think the c-closed-off area would be better," Tenri answered in a small voice… while Nanaka made a face at that decision, she understood… she would have gone for the room too. Keima motioned for her to stand up and go there, so she followed through, dropping her almost completely flattened sheet of bubble wrap.

"Goo' Luck, Ayukawa!" Nanaka whispered as she gave the passing Tenri a slap on the arm. Tenri gave her a nervous smile, which did little for the orange head's own nerves... she'd seen that face a few times before when the girl had to give any oral presentation to the class… except this was to a single guy… and she'd be some level of naked… and her mouth would be used for way more than just speaking to him… Nanaka felt a new surge of arousal at that image, but she stood up… she doubted she would feel much better just waiting here… Maybe one of the other girls were doing something that could relax her.

Oh God, this was awkward… was the thoughts on both teenagers minds as they watched each other… for better or for worse, they were behind the curtain now, which completely drone out the talking from the other side… which unfortunately meant that they were in dead silence.

This place… honestly wasn't that bad… there was a romantic purplish tint to it from the Hagoromo curtains and Queen-sized bed, and on the table was Akari's skull ornament, attached with an Auxiliary cable, forming a speaker if someone might want to play music… before Keima could get concerned about that, he noticed the small pile of condoms next to them. He blushed, his stomach making flips.

Literally, there was one table and the bed… anyone who entered this empty, sound-proof room would know for a fact that the only purpose it had was for fucking… or dubious Sex Ed practical's, as everyone seemed to call it here. In any case, time was ticking.

"S-so…" Keima scratched his head, his eyes trained on his hand, "do you have any questions you want to ask me?"

Tenri took a breath. She'd been practicing this.

"K-k-keima-kun!" she scrunched her hands on the blanket which was on the bed, "c-can I take your clothes off!?"

Keima's eyes widened. He'd say that kind of boldness was only possible from Diana, but the nervousness… the scrunched up face and trembling lips… that was all Tenri.

Tenri… his sweet, shy, bubble-wrap popping, magic-trick performing, goddess-hosting childhood friend was in front of him, trying her hardest to not break eye contact with him, despite the voice in her screaming for her to run.

She knew Keima hadn't changed his mind since his letter… she knew that doing this may set back her chances of moving on from him by a lot… but Diana was supporting her… this opportunity may never come back again…

God, she loved him! His eyes which were trying to gauge what she was doing… the way his uniform stuck on him like he'd grown into it… the body underneath it which she'd gotten to visually familiarise herself with… and under that all, his rock hard member, a sight which was still burnt behind her eyelids… God, she wanted him. She'd waited so long for this…

Her face leant closer, which surprised Keima back onto the heels of his palms. Still, he knew better than to try scurrying away.

"A-are you sure you want to?" he asked, struggling for breath. Tenri stopped, her focussed impression dyed a slight red.

"I always have…" she watched his eyes, the shine in them wavering… he nodded, his eyes drifting shut. Tenri wasted no more time in capturing his lips.

For what might have been an eternity, she revelled in the feeling, her hands drifting to his cheeks as she let him straighten himself… but Keima could tell that her intensity was starting to increase… her mouth pressed against his more strongly and her hands slid down to his chest, making her intention quite clear.

In turn, Keima's body was on fire… her tongue against his was coal, and the path her hands were taking was a trail of paraffin, and she'd lit the match as soon as she'd touched him. Keima tried desperately to get his brain working, but all the sensations Tenri brought up in him, one by one, was making it impossible… or maybe it was because he'd stopped breathing since she started assaulting his mouth… either way, his body didn't want it to stop.

But he could tell… with the extra pressure that was on his heart, he had to breathe before he could do anything else… Without breaking the kiss, he could feel Tenri's long fingers fumbling with his shirt buttons. He had to put his foot down!

With his body struggling against his brain, he gently pushed Tenri away by the shoulders, even though his throat made a growl of discontentment.

"You…" Keima was trembling, "you… need to breathe…" the childhood friend was too breathless to cringe… she'd forgotten oxygen was a thing…

"So-sorry…" she leant her head forward, a little ashamed. On the other hand, Keima could feel his heart grow with fondness… maybe that was more forward than what he'd imagined from Tenri… but her getting so into it that she didn't notice she was running out of air… her barely getting a grip on his buttons… this was Tenri through and through…

"There's no need to be…" he pressed his head against hers, "that felt amazing… please just let me live to see the end of it…"

For the few moments they took to catch their breath, Tenri put her hands in Keima's trying to keep as much contact as she could… she was more careful the next time, throwing herself less into the kissing and more into making sure she could get his shirt off… her head was so clouded with desire she was surprised that she did succeed. On the other hand, Keima took this success to launch an attack of his own, his tongue returning the favour by roving in her mouth, while his hands quickly unfastened her tie and hooked onto her school shirt, lifting it clean off.

Tenri have him an alarmed look as she moved to cover her bra, but he held her hands down.

"Don't…" he warned, his eyes drifting down to the swells of her breasts, "they're gorgeous…"

"K-keima-kun," Tenri breathed. He linked his fingers with hers before taking her lips again, setting off the fire once more. She let out a mewl which only set the temperature up higher and made him even more aggressive against her… before she could even tell, her back and their clasped hands hit the mattress, her boobs straining against their soft purple confines. Keima loomed over her, his eyes gleaming with something Tenri had never seen, but which didn't scare her a bit…

Keima had her at his mercy, and there was no other way she'd want it. He opened his hand, and Tenri followed… however, instead of letting go, he brushed his fingers against her… across her palm and down her arm, lighter than a butterfly's wing, but enough to illicit a gasp from her sensitive body. With the kind of response he was getting, his hand went lower to her waist, making lazy circles on her stomach as he watched her expression change. At first, she seemed to be trying her hardest to keep herself together, but the concentrated look fell apart the longer Keima burnt lines on her skin, her mouth opening slightly as her eyes squeezing shut…

Her fingers clasped around his wrist, guiding it higher to where she needed him…

Keima paused a moment, relishing the softness of the flesh over her bra… for what might have been for too long, as the girl squirmed, her eyes begging for him to touch her properly. With a little support from her, he managed to pull the straps down, revealing her beautiful nubs. Keima marvelled how the hardened peaks felt under his thumb.

"S-suck them… please," Tenri barely got out. It took a moment for him to get himself together enough to follow, his lips clamping down on them, getting a little shriek from her, where he completely let go, "j-just not that hard…"

Keima listened this time, his mouth opened wider as his tongue flicked over the little nub… the positive reaction was more evident as he felt Tenri's back arch up to him, begging to take more of her in… he pulled himself back slightly, his tongue mirroring what his fingers had been doing, this time on her breasts… after giving the nipple a couple of flicks, he stuck his mouth on them and gave it a suck, gaining a more pleasurable moan from her. While he could have continued, he knew that more urgent matters were at hand.

He sat himself next to her, his one hand sliding down her thighs and hiking her skirt up to reveal soaked purple panties which matched the bra. Keima swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry.

"C-can I take them off?" he asked, his voice hoarse… Tenri nodded, being unable to give any other kind of response. With a gulp, he put his fingers to either side before pausing… it would be his first time seeing a real pussy…

In his pants, he could tell he was back to being rock hard… once he pulled this down, it would be very likely that everything would change…

Though honestly, he wouldn't mind if his world changed with Tenri… that beautiful goddess (and he wasn't referring to the one inside her) deserved nothing less than the best, but she settled for him, and he wouldn't allow her to regret it.

With a deep breath, he eased them down, noting the thin strings of cum that clung onto them… Tenri hissed slightly as air hit down there, but Keima… he was just breathless at the sight… her shaved pussy glistening and drooling onto the bed, and Tenri's face turned away in embarrassment, her cheeks bright red… what had Keima done to earn this heavenly sight?

His fingers slowly approached the area, before he realised how wet she actually was… his fingertips had barely touched her, and he could his fingers entirely coated in her nectar. Tenri could feel the disturbance, considering she glanced down at him, rubbing two of his fingers together curiously… so this was what it felt like…

"K-keima-kun…" Tenri's voice was strained, "can you… put it inside?" Keima's heart stopped pounding at the thing he'd been expecting… she did want him to take her first time. He nodded his head and he shoved his pants down, noticing her moisture clung to them from his fingers. He gulped as his dick bounced on its exit…

"I… err… have to put a condom on it," he reminded himself as he reached for the table, knocking a couple over in the process… still, despite his new found klutziness, he did manage to navigate it on himself… Tenri had been a little disappointed because she had wanted to be the one to do so…

Still, as he lay next to her, a horrible thought occurred to him… she was definitely ready for him, and he was certain he was going to explode soon… but where the fuck was he supposed to enter from!? Eroge didn't have much more than CGs of the girls naked under the protagonist.

He climbed over her, his eyes roving, looking for some kind of entrance… but all he saw was soaked flesh and folds. He prayed, lowering himself onto her that the slippery slide he was entering would take him to the right place.

Tenri gasped, and Keima nearly jumped off, taking all of his control to not do so.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, concerned. Tenri squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, before shaking her head…

"Just a twinge," Tenri wiped her sweaty brow, "but I think you can move it a bit further in."

THANK GOD!

Still, Keima was careful, going in very slowly, despite how easily he seemed to move inside of her. He was fully in when Tenri got the energy to pull him closer with both her legs. He nearly jumped as he felt her feet against his backside, nearly falling onto her, but regaining his balance, her action reminding him of what he'd been missing.

As nice as her muscular insides of her vagina felt, the only way she'd be able to orgasm was if he moved in her. So he tried, slow and steadily.

"Y-you can move faster…" Tenri muttered, "I won't break…"

So he quickened his pace, Tenri assisting as he went in… and out… and in… and out…

"Just a bit… more…" her face scrunched up as her womb started clenching… despite it not being an unfamiliar feeling for her, it was a whole other level with Keima, who seemed to be very into it himself. Even though she knew the sounds she was making when he slammed into her were really embarrassing, if it was with him, it was fine…

And that was enough… with one last entry, he came, a loud groan leaving his mouth, the sound of which seemed to take Tenri over the edge as well, her tight pussy giving his dick one last squeeze before it loosened… her legs lowered down and Keima leant over her, a satisfied smile on his sweaty face…

"That was amazing, Tenri," he placed a kiss on her lips… only for her head to fall. Before Keima could be alarmed, she suddenly awoke, her eyes sharp and red, rather than their usual soft blue…

Diana look down, only to realise what she'd woken up into… her face darkened, and Keima stood up, his semi-flaccid dick leaving from inside her with a little squelch. Even with her mouth closed, the sound that escaped her may have been the most adorable thing ever… that was until her ice-cold glare settled on him.

Oh fuck!

Wahahahaha! And Diana has opened her eyes... hang in there, Keima!

So we get the clumsy beginnings of Keima and his chosen first, the lovely Tenri... and that's actually about it, for this chapter... ah well, there's always next week.

I hope you guys enjoyed this. So onto reviews now.

ZelgadisGW (1st review): That's an interesting way to begin a review... or any other conversation in general :P

I hadn't actually thought about leaving that to the imagination, to be honest... I figured as it was more objective and that I'd already discussed it earlier, it would feel incomplete to just leave it like that... I'm glad to hear your opinion though.

Lol, that is an interesting development to leave Jun and Hinoki to babysit the more innocent members of the class... so many people to corrupt *evil laughs*

(2nd review): Aww, you caught me... I couldn't think of what to call that last chapter, so I just gave credit to the person who's making the bed here :P

I can totally see why you think Diana wouldn't want anything to do with this... but I guess that she loves Tenri so much that she'll even ask Keima to take her first... not coz she's interested in it or anything :P

Lmao, you might have too much faith in me here, thinking I'll follow the Chihiro route... though considering what kind of person I am, I shouldn't be shocked either... maybe I will, and maybe I won't... hopefully that will keep you hooked to this story.

xellos540: Calmly freaking out... I like that description a lot... that's Keima in this chapter... though I agree that doing it on a table is pretty hot... especially when they aren't willing to wait to get on a bed.

I wonder if I'd call Chihiro needy or just horny and excited... either way, she's doing this, but of course, Ayumi and Yui want their answers... Chihiro doesn't really want to answer though, and Keima's opinion is still unknown thus far...

Lol, of course Keima doesn't care about the sex ed taught in school. He never thought he'd need it, because that knowledge isn't important... in games. Hopefully it shows in this chapter how out of his element Keima is in this story.

Heh, have some more story... and I totes get you about forgetting what you wanted to review about... generally, I have to read a chapter thrice to actually absorb it and figure out what I want to comment on. I don't mind the summary setting at all... in fact, it makes it much easier to find what you're commenting on.

Well, that's it for this week. Hope you guys enjoyed it and will leave a review... Next time, then *blows a kiss*