A/N: Hot friggetty damn! Am I glad with the way this chapter turned out. Some of my finest work yet, if I do say so myself.

Kazuma found himself at a loss. Excitement and anxiety warred within him. He wondered why. After all, he lived in a house with three attractive girls, all of whom he'd seen in various stages of undress. In fact, while he was still a relatively inexperienced teen, he rather prided himself on the fact that women and their bodies no longer intimidated him.

And yet...

He swallowed the lump in his throat, not wishing to appear indecisive. "Are you sure?"

Yunyun nodded. "As sure as I'll ever be, I think."

In spite of that, she did not move. Her red eyes centered on him, as if waiting.

Of course... she's still nervous. This must all be new to her. She's waiting on me to make the next move.

Probably for the best. While Kazuma himself did not have any practical experience in these matters, he had made judicial use of the services from that shop-of-dreams-that-must-not-be-named to live out his most perverse and depraved fantasies, but how well would those even translate to an actual, real-world scenario? Somehow, he didn't think Yunyun would appreciate him taking the route of his more... indulgent dreams.

Willing not to let his voice croak, he said, "Well then, I guess we should go upstairs."

Kazuma stood and, in a moment of inspiration, offered his hand to Yunyun. She took it without hesitation, rising to her feet.

"Y-you know, Kazuma-san. This really is a big step we're taking. Maybe... well, I don't want to come off as too forward, but, ahh..." she averted her eyes, absentmindedly tugging on her twin-tail. "Could we—" she flushed. "Could we maybe hold hands first?"

"We are holding hands."

"No, not like that! I mean, you know... the way couples do."

Again, Kazuma had to restrain from breaking his cool and composed exterior.

The hell? Is this girl made completely out of sugar, spice and everything nice? He had to admit, he rather liked the idea. It had always been one of the things he'd most like to do if he somehow found a girlfriend.

"S-sure," he said.

Yunyun nodded and did so with surprising eagerness. As an adventurer who was no stranger to roughing it in the outdoors, Kazuma had developed his fair number of callouses. Fine by him. It made his hands rougher, more manly. In contrast, Yunyun's small hand felt soft, warm and comforting, and it fit just right. He knew as well as anybody how women's bodies were softer than a man's. After all, he was no stranger to manhandling his troublesome party members when they annoyed him. This felt different. This felt more... intimate.

Yunyun tilted her head, regarding their joined hands with interest. She looked up to Kazuma with a small, bashful smile. "This is nice, isn't it?"

Kazuma could only nod, grunting in agreement. He steeled his nerves, took a breath and led Yunyun up the stairs.

He and the gang had been ecstatic when the owner of the mansion allowed them to set up shop in it—a far cry from the smelly stables. Naturally, Kazuma had the presence of mind to claim the master bedroom for himself while the girls were busy 'ooh-ing' and 'aah-ing' as they explored their new digs.

Boy, they did not appreciate that.

Not that it mattered, for in the end he defended his claim with extreme prejudice, leaving behind an angry, tearful Aqua and sullen, red-cheeked Megumin, and for the first time in his life, he could feel proud at the prospect of bringing a girl to his room. The heavy doors shut with a small bang and Yunyun's eyes roved, appraising the spacious bedroom. As with most any teenage boy, Kazuma had made a bit of a mess, leaving random articles of clothing scattered throughout.

He'd set himself up with a makeshift workstation, where he cleaned, polished and maintained his equipment, as well as where he designed and assembled the many modern inventions of his homeland. Curious, Yunyun stepped forward for a closer look. A large sheet of parchment lay secured on the table, in which Kazuma had sketched out various designs for his little trinkets.

"These are pretty good, Kazuma-san," said Yunyun. She lifted the corner of the parchment to look at what lay behind. It was a drawing depicting the landscape that lay past the window in front of the workstation. A few others here and there, one of the Adventurer's Guild, one of a Beginner's Bane and one that might have been a rendition of Axel as seen from a bird's eye point of view.

"I didn't know you were an artist."

"I'm not," Kazuma grunted. "It's more of a hobby—something I took up with all the free time I have."

"Well, they're still pretty good."

In spite of himself, Kazuma smiled. It felt good to be complimented.

"You know, this is the first time I've been in a boy's room."

"And you're the first girl I've brought here."

He watched Yunyun. She fiddled with a lock of her hair. One would think she were closely inspecting his workstation, but her eyes had an unfocused look to them, as if her mind were elsewhere. Her breaths were measured—long and deep. She nodded, as if to herself and turned to Kazuma, walking closer.

"Kazuma-san!" she said. Her face was resolute, but her eyes betrayed the nervousness within. "I'm going to k-kiss you now. Please hold still!"

Kazuma did as instructed. A red-faced Yunyun closed her eyes, puckered her lips, and leaned in.

And so it begins—the start of my popular phase.

"Ow!"

"Oof!"

Apparently, she leaned a little too much, as their foreheads smacked together.

"H-hold on!" Yunyun said, flustered. "That was fluke. Let me try again!" She gathered her resolve, took a deep breath and went in.

...

"Eh?"

She opened her eyes to meet Kazuma's perplexed own. The tips of their noses touched, preventing her from closing in the distance. Yunyun took a step back, flushing at her blunder.

"Third time's the charm," said Kazuma.

Yunyun nodded and bashfully, said, "Ah... why don't you take the lead on this one, Kazuma-san?"

He was only too glad to do so. He held her by the arms, just above her elbows and gently pulled her to him. A rosy tint colored her cheeks, in contrast to her fair, creamy skin. Her red eyes almost seemed to glow with a light of their own, and he could smell the faint floral aroma of her hair.

She really does have beautiful eyes, Kazuma thought as he leaned toward her. Why didn't I notice that before?

Their lips met.

Kazuma felt no electric tingles, like one so often hears in the stories. There was no spark, no sudden jolt that coursed from the point of origin. But he did feel her lips. They were soft. So soft they all but seemed to caress his own.

He drew back a bit. Yunyun's eyes opened slowly.

"That was my first kiss."

Kazuma gulped. His throat felt dry. "Mine too."

"A day of firsts, it seems."

Her hands gripped him, holding him in place. Slowly, Yunyun leaned in. They kissed again.

"I think I like this."

"Me too."

She kissed him again and this time, Yunyun held it. Her lips moved. They parted, only a little, and pushed against Kazuma's. Kazuma reciprocated, and their mouths began a little dance of their own accord. Their technique was clumsy and unrefined, but the two were so lost in the moment, neither could be bothered to care. All they knew was that they liked it, this new and exciting sensation, and they wanted more.

Neither could say for sure how long they kissed, but when they finally parted, they did so for need of air. Kazuma's heart hammered in his chest. Yunyun's breaths came sharp and heavy, as did his. Her eyes were glazed over, almost unfocused, but cleared as they took the small break.

...

Whoa.

Kazuma couldn't help but glance down. Their arms were wrapped around each other, their bodies pressed. At what point had this happened, Kazuma didn't have a clue, but it resulted in Yunyun's chest pressed taut against his own, nearly popping out of her bodice. Kazuma stared. He couldn't help himself. He'd never been this close to them before. They were...

"Kazuma-san?"

Her gentle voice snapped him from his trance

"Yeah?"

"Do you..." she couldn't bear to meet his eyes. "Do you like them?"

"Yeah."

"I see." Yunyun took a deep, shuddering breath. "Should we... should we keep going?"

Kazuma gulped. "Yeah."

Yunyun nodded. She pulled away and, to both their surprise, it seemed the knot on Kazuma's robe had come undone, no doubt in part to their enthusiastic, slightly frantic mouthplay. The robe parted to reveal Kazuma's bare body underneath.

Hesitantly, Yunyun reached out with her hand. She looked to Kazuma but, finding no rebuke in his eyes, proceeded to part the robe a little more. She trailed her fingers through his chest, and was surprised at the heat beneath the skin.

Emboldened, she brought up her other hand and parted the opposite side of the robe. It fell from his shoulders. Yunyun studied Kazuma's bare chest with intense curiosity. She ran her hands from his shoulders and down his arms, lightly squeezing.

"So this is a boy's body," she muttered, more to herself than anything. "It's so... solid."

"Perks of being an adventurer," said Kazuma, conveniently forgetting to omit the fact he hadn't taken to the practice in a while.

In truth, he was in the best shape of his life, in spite of his current lazy spell. The brutal construction work he'd taken when first coming into this world had served to put a little more muscle on his bones, and adventuring itself could be just as grueling. Days upon days of walking, hiking, climbing, fighting and of course, running, had served to shape Kazuma's body. Even if he had softened a little bit lately, he was still rather proud to show it off.

"I can see that," said Yunyun as she ran her hands across his chest.

Kazuma hesitated. His hands twitched.

I mean, she literally went and disrobed me! Hell, she's feeling me up right now. Surely she won't mind if I return the favor... right?

Deciding he could never live with himself if he backed out now, Kazuma took action. Slowly, he raised his hands and grabbed the knot of the little pink tie casually nestled between Yunyun's breasts.

For a moment, Yunyun froze. Her red eyes met his. Her hands rested on his sides, just underneath his ribs. It lasted only a moment, for Yunyun then looked away. She thrust out her chest, only a little bit, as if to say 'go ahead'.

Kazuma had to make an effort to keep his hands from shaking. He undid the knot, pulling the tie off her collar. Once done, he focused on her bodice. Five buttons, starting at the base of her sternum and ending just beneath her navel. He undid the bottom one, working his way up.

Yunyun stopped her exploration of his own body. She lay her hands at her sides, still refusing to meet his eyes. The blush on her face returned in full force, but she raised no objections. Kazuma undid the buttons, one by one, revealing the creamy skin beneath, until he reached the last, almost hidden beneath her bosom.

There was no way to undo it. Not without touching the underside of her chest.

Well, I've already come this far.

He undid it. Their weight settled on the back of his fingers as he worked, giving Kazuma a hint for what was to come. Yunyun let out a fluttering sigh. Her eyes were shut tight, hands balled into fists.

The button came loose and her bodice parted, just a little, revealing the bare, narrow valley between her breasts.

He grabbed the hem of her bodice, on his right side, and was about to slide it off when he noticed something. There was one final button still, on her collar. It had been hidden by her little pink tie.

You can't hide from me! Kazuma thought with a smile as he raised his hands to undo it. Yunyun's eyes shot open as his fingers fumbled with the button. Kazuma froze, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

Yunyun bit her lip. Her eyes darted with quick little movements, searching Kazuma's own. Kazuma could see she was still a bit nervous. Before he could do anything else, Yunyun grabbed his wrists and pulled. Kazuma started a little. She was actually pulling his hands away. Kazuma put up no resistance. He felt disappointed, wondering if he'd done something wrong... that is until Yunyun surprised him and undid the last button herself.

The bodice drooped, parting a little more. Kazuma hesitated. He tried to gain some insight from Yunyun's eyes, but she still refused to meet his.

"R-Really now, Kazuma-san," Yunyun whispered when the moment stretched a bit too long. "It's r-rude to keep a girl waiting."

She didn't have to tell him twice.

With a pace that could be considered maddeningly slow, Kazuma held the bodice, on her left side, and gradually pulled it away. He'd been dreaming of such a moment for years now and, darn it, he'd be sure to savor every moment of it.

The sight before him was better than even he could have hoped for. It was better than his fantasies. Better than the real, live images and videos of the internet. Better still than the lusty dreams of the succubi. They were better for no other reason than they were here, in the present. They were real. And best of all, they were within his reach.

Yunyun's breast stood full and proud, barely inconvenienced by the forces of gravity. She drew in a breath and Kazuma watched, near hypnotized, as her chest heaved with the action. He parted the remaining side of her bodice. Yunyun allowed it to fall, and her body stood bare before him. Kazuma gulped. For a moment, he forgot how to breathe. He drank in the sight of her, standing in nothing but her skirt and boots.

But he'd waited long enough. As Yunyun did with him not moments before, he placed his hands on her shoulders. Her body shivered under his touch. Kazuma massaged her shoulders hoping it would help calm her down a little. It seemed to work.

He kept one hand on her, hoping to ease the tension. The other, he slowly trailed down, down, into her chest.

Her skin is so soft...

Yunyun's breaths grew more erratic.

Kazuma ran the tips of his fingers through the side of her breast. The skin was taut and warm, her nipple a healthy, lovely shade of pink and it stood out amidst her alabaster skin. He trailed further down, to its underside, tracing its gentle curves. It was... big. Big enough to comfortably fit in his hand. He decided to see for himself and cupped it from the bottom, lifting a bit so as to test its weight.

Yunyun let out a near imperceptible moan.

Kazuma was in heaven. Yunyun's breast had a pleasant sort of heft to it. It was pliable, but not squishy, and big enough to cover his hand, settling into it with a comfortable weight. He squeezed, only a little, and was pleasantly surprised at the way it instantly sprang back.

Soft but firm...

He brought down his other hand—the one still on her shoulder—and repeated the action. Yunyun moaned, a little louder this time.

"Kazuma-san?"

"Hm?"

Yunyun took a step back. She brought her closed hand just under her neck, her remaining palm covering it. It served to provide her bare chest a little modesty. "I... ah..." she gulped. "I think w-we should go to the bed now."

Kazuma grinned. "Well, how can I say no to that?"

He was about to turn, and then inspiration struck him.

"Kazuma-san? What are you... eep!"

Before Yunyun could react, Kazuma bent down and scooped her up, carrying her bridal style as he made his way to the bed. It was an impressive specimen, wide and long enough to comfortably fit five people.

"Kazuma-san?" she asked, but Kazuma only smiled in turn. "I suppose it can't be helped," she said with a small smile of her own, rather enjoying the sensation of his naked skin on hers. With surprising dexterity, Kazuma sat at the edge of the large bed, setting Yunyun next to him.

"Kazuma-san! Before we go any further," said Yunyun, arms still crossed over her chest. "Make yourself comfortable. I'm gonna t-take off my c-clothes."

For his part, Kazuma would just as happily help her in that regard, but he complied nonetheless, settling comfortably at the center of the bed. Yunyun did not move.

"P-please don't stare!" Yunyun said, her face bright red.

"Oh, very well," said Kazuma and turned his gaze left to the large window in the room. The sun hovered over the distant mountains. Dusk would soon come.

He felt the bed move slightly under him, and there was no sound but the light rustle of clothes as Yunyun did away with them, hearing the telltale thunk of her boots hitting the floor.

"Okay. I'm... I'm ready now," he finally heard her say.

Yunyun rested on her knees, holding the sheets up so as to cover her chest. The side of her body and her leg could be seen, bare, with only her pink panties as her sole attempt to protect her modesty.

"I gotta ask," said Kazuma. "Do you... know how this whole process works?"

"Making a baby, you mean?" Yunyun asked with a straight face.

Kazuma stifled a laugh. "Sure, that."

"I... well," she mumbled, her fingers picking at the sheets. "Kind of? I've... overheard things from the female adventurers at the guild. And, and... and I've seen animals at the village. Y-you have to take your..." she glanced down at his crotch. "A-And it goes into my... my..." Her mouth floundered, unable to say the naughty words.

Kazuma watched, moderately amused. Truth be told, he wasn't at all surprised. Nudie mags were an alien concept in this wretched medieval world. Back on Earth, most anyone with an internet connection could find out everything they'd need about the mechanics of sex. But here? Here one had to figure it out the old-fashioned way. A more experienced friend would be able to clue you in, but seeing how this was Yunyun he was dealing with... well, one couldn't blame the girl for her ignorance on the matter.

"Yes!" Yunyun burst out. "Yes, I do know how it goes... for the most part."

"Well," Kazuma said with a smile. "Let's not waste any time."

"About that," said Yunyun, who had suddenly taken a keen interest in the stitching of the sheets in her hands. "Could you..." she stole a furtive glance at his crotch. "Could you go first?"

"Ah, I see how it is," said Kazuma. "This was all a ploy by you to get me naked, wasn't it? Well, if it's a glance at the goods you wanted, all you had to do was ask."

"W-What? No!" Yunyun exclaimed, eyes wide. "That's not it at all! It is my duty to carry your child so it may one day defeat the Demon King. I just told you all of this, Kazuma-san! How could you... you..."

…

Yunyun deflated. "You're having a go at me, aren't you?" she said with a flat voice.

Kazuma smiled. "You make it too easy."

Yunyun tried to shoot him a reproachful glare, but couldn't stop the corner of her lips from twitching. She broke her stern façade and caved in, enjoying a good laugh. Kazuma joined in.

"Kazuma-san, you're horrible!" Yunyun said with a smile, grabbing a pillow and tossing it at his grinning face.

"Only when I need to."

Kazuma repositioned himself so that he sat, his back resting against the hand-carved wooden headboard of his bed. He slid his thumbs past the waistband of his underwear, ready to pull it off—only for Yunyun to surprise him again.

"Ah, Kazuma-san! I... I'll..." Yunyun gulped. "I'll take those off. Well, if it's okay with you, that is."

Kazuma raised his eyebrows. He didn't count on Yunyun being so... bold. Still, he rather liked it, this more confident side of her.

"Fine by me," said Kazuma.

Yunyun nodded. She allowed the sheets in her hands to fall. Kazuma exhaled, admiring the sight before him. Blood rushed to his face. Yunyun's skin was flawless, and her time in the outdoors had done wonders for her body.

With a steely determination in her eyes, Yunyun approached, closing the distance in her hands and knees. Kazuma's eyes were magnetically drawn to her chest as it swayed with her motions.

Is she even aware of what she's doing?

Probably not. This was Yunyun after all.

Yunyun kneeled with her legs folded under her, in what Kazuma would call the seiza position. She leaned forward, hands reaching out for the waistband of his underwear. Kazuma suppressed a shiver of pleasure at her touch. Her fingers slipped past the waistband and...

*knock* *knock*

Yunyun froze. Her wide eyes met Kazuma's.

"Kazuma! Hey Kazumaaaaa! Are you in?" came Aqua's voice from beyond the door.

Shit! Did I remember to lock the door?

"What do you want?" he said rather harshly. "Don't come in, I'm not dressed!"

Aqua's derisive snort could be heard. "Ehh? You think I want to actually look at what you're packing? In your dreams, you hikiNEET! Kusukusukusu!" she trilled in that annoying laugh of hers. "Anyway, get dressed and drag your lazy butt out here. I have to go do my rounds in the graveyard and need you to come with."

"Why does a self-proclaimed goddess even need my help? Do it on your own! You can pretty much vaporize any undead that pop up."

A pause.

"Self-procl... SELF-PROCLAIMED?!" she shrilled in outrage.

"That's what I said," Kazuma called out. "Now go away. Maybe we can go tomorrow night. Either way, don't bother me. I'm in the middle of something here."

"It seems you need a lesson in respecting your betters, you shut-in NEET. I'm coming in and I'm not leaving until you get down on your knees and apologize!"

Kazuma's heart leapt in his throat as the brass knob on the door turned. Yunyun mobilized before he could react. With lightning fast speed, she leapt off of him, thrust her hand out at the door and whisper-yelled, "Greater Ice Wall!"

A frigid blast of magic exploded from her hand, colliding violently against the door and slammed it shut. Aqua's pained yelp could be heard even amidst the rush of the magic spell, encasing the door and a large portion of the stone wall in a thick layer of ice.

"What the hell, you shitty NEET!" Aqua demanded, equal parts furious and tearful. No doubt the slamming door conked her well and good on the head. "That freaking hurt!"

"There's gonna be more of that coming unless you get lost! Now scram if you know what's good for you!"

Aqua's tearful wails echoed across the mansion as she scurried off, promising revenge against the brutish Kazutrash.

Yunyun and Kazuma let out a collective sigh of relief at the near miss.

"I almost thought we'd been caught," said Kazuma. "Good thinking on your part."

Yunyun smiled wanly. "Thanks, but I feel kind of bad. I didn't mean to hurt Aqua-san."

Kazuma waved a hand. "Trust me, she'll forget about it by tomorrow morning."

Yunyun nodded, slightly mollified by this. She looked down to his crotch, cocking her head as if in thought.

"Ah!" she said suddenly. "I almost forgot!"

Kazuma watched as she turned on all fours, moved to the side of the bed and stretched her arm down to her discarded clothing, giving Kazuma a nice view of her pert bottom. Yunyun returned, clutching a vial filled with a mulberry-colored liquid of some kind.

"I... ahh..." she mumbled. "I hear it's supposed to hurt. Y-you know, the first time?" She uncorked the vial and drank it all in one gulp. "It's... supposed to help with that, or so I'm told."

Kazuma gave her a look.

"W-What?" Yunyun said, a little defensively, the red creeping back into her cheeks.

"Oh, nothing. If anything, I'm impressed. Impressed that you came prepared," he said with a smile. Yunyun pouted. "I'm curious though... where did you even buy that?"

Yunyun blushed even more, not meeting his eyes. "Well, that is... ahh... I kind of made it?"

"Really?"

"Well of course!" she burst out. "I'd die of embarrassment if I had to look a shopkeeper in the eye while buying it! And, and... and it's not even hard to make."

"Well color me impressed," Kazuma said with a shit-eating grin. "You sure committed to this, didn't you?"

"P-Please don't make fun, Kazuma-san!" Yunyun said, eyes closed, hands balled into fists. "A-Anyway, why are even talking about this? We still have work to do!"

With her flustered declaration, she lunged forward, grabbed ahold of Kazuma's underwear and yanked it down, thus bringing a wide-eyed Yunyun face to face with a whole new phenomenon.

"O-Oh, my," said Yunyun.

Kazuma stood at half-mast, and kept growing. It wasn't difficult. Yunyun's body was a feast for the eyes, and with her so close and the certainty of what would soon come, Kazuma needed only a few moments before rising to his full glory.

Yunyun stared, her eyes fixed on it with a strange sense of fascination. She came closer, closer, and closer still. Close enough to the point where he could feel her shaky breath. Kazuma gulped. Was she about to...

"So this is a boy's thing," she said, more to herself than anything. She looked at it from either side, left to right, then up and down with intense focus—tapping her chin all the while—as if she were hoping to gain some sort of revelation by staring hard enough.

Huh... is this how girls feel when guys stare at them? Kazuma wondered, resisting the urge to fidget.

Satisfied with her inspection, Yunyun reached out with a hand, her finger making a beeline for his tip.

Yunyun touched it. Kazuma's Kazuma twitched.

"Eep!" Yunyun yelped, jumping back as if it were a snake in disguise. She looked up to Kazuma with wide eyes. "It can move?"

Kazuma shrugged. "Sometimes, sure." He demonstrated again to an astonished Yunyun.

"I didn't know that!" she exclaimed, leveling little Kazuma with an almost accusatory stare. "What else can it do?

"Well, it can make babies."

Yunyun frowned, cocking her head. "But how would..." her eyes widened as realization dawned. Kazuma watched as she went into a giggling fit. "Oh, very funny, Kazuma-san," Yunyun said, playfully slapping his leg.

Kazuma's attempt at humor lightened the mood. It helped to put Yunyun at ease. More confidently now, she reached out, running her fingers along his length.

"It's hard," she mumbled. "But... soft. And warm, too." She reached the tip and, with her thumb and index, gave a light squeeze.

Kazuma groaned.

Yunyun's hand shot back. "Oh! I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" she said anxiously.

Kazuma shook his head. "No, no. It..." he gulped. "It felt really good."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Oh. Good, then."

Tentatively, almost cautiously, Yunyun wrapped her hand around him. She tightened her grip slightly, marveling at its hardness. She couldn't look away, her eyes fixed on the tip. Pink and shaped vaguely like a mushroom. Yunyun ran her thumb over it, tracing small circles. It felt... almost spongy.

"O-Oh, my... how lewd!" Yunyun whispered, watching with wide eyes as the head quickly glistened with moisture—a clear, thin fluid dribbling out. She gulped nervously. A small part of her wanted nothing more than to jump off the bed, gather all her discarded clothes and hightail it out of that room. The other part, though, felt a strange sort of anticipation—a desire to wade further in through these uncharted waters. It was such a curious mix of terrifying and exciting, and it made her heart pump at a rapid-fire beat.

Yunyun repeated her action, continuously running her thumb through Kazuma's little head. Kazuma groaned, but this time Yunyun didn't pull away. She felt a peculiar sense of satisfaction knowing he did so in pleasure, and that it came as a result of her actions.

By this point, both her hand and Kazuma's shaft were coated in this strange fluid. It was so... slick. And so messy! Experimentally, she slowly pumped her hand upwards and downwards, all the while holding on to Kazuma. Indeed, her hand practically glided across his length, lubricated by the strange fluid.

She did so again, not noticing the way Kazuma leaned his head back, his eyes closed. She did, however, hear him groan again, louder this time. More of that natural lubricant flowed from his tip, further coating Yunyun's hand.

What am I doing? She thought to herself, and pumped her hand again, a bit faster this time. It was... fun. She enjoyed the way Kazuma's dick fit on her hand; the manner in which it felt hard, warm and soft at the same time. She enjoyed the way he tried to stifle his groans of pleasure—the way her hand flowed so smoothly along his shaft and the naughty sounds it made as she stroked him, faster and faster until...

"Yunyun... stop..." Kazuma said through gritted teeth.

She did so immediately. "Oh! What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?"

Kazuma shook his head rapidly. "Nothing like that. It... it felt good. Too good. I was almost about to..." he paused, considering his words. "Well, I didn't want it to be over so soon."

Yunyun cocked her head, not fully understanding. "I see."

"By the way," said Kazuma, the red color receding from his face. "How did you know how to do that?" he made a vague motion with his hand.

Yunyun shrugged. "I can't really say. I felt... experimental, I suppose."

Jeez, this girl is as innocent as can be! Kazuma thought, mildly awed at the fact Yunyun had pretty much blundered her way into a hand job. Not that it didn't feel good.

"So, um..." said Yunyun, fiddling with one of her twin tails. "Should we do it now?"

Strange though it may have seen, Kazuma couldn't help but feel his confidence take a boost at the prospect of a willing partner being even more inexperienced than him. It made him seem... knowledgeable; more capable in comparison.

"Well," said Kazuma, his mind racing. "There's one more thing left to do, I think."

"Really? What would it be?" Yunyun asked, genuinely curious.

"You made me feel good. Now it's my turn to return the favor."

Yunyun looked down at his crotch, where little Kazuma stood full and proud. She made the connection and embarrassment crept back into her face.

"T-that's not really necessary, Kazuma-san. I..." Kazuma put a finger to her lips, cutting off her spiel.

"Now what kind of a man would I be if I don't at least try and make my partner feel good? Afraid you'll enjoy it?" he said cockily and removed his finger.

"It's not that," Yunyun said hesitantly. "It's just... you t-touching me t-there... I... it's embarrassing!"

"And you did it to me, no problem."

Yunyun's mouth opened, but, unable to come up with a retort, closed it again.

"Well... alright," she finally said. "Maybe just a bit."

Kazuma smiled. He grabbed her by the shoulders and eased her down. His hand trailed down her bare chest and into her taut abdomen.

"By the way," he said. "You're in great shape."

Yunyun smiled in spite of herself. "Oh. You think so? I do try to keep to a regimen."

For his part, Kazuma would be just as content spending hours admiring her naked body. But alas, there was work to do. His fingers traced the waistband of her panties—pink and plain—before he hooked his fingers past it and slowly pulled it down. Yunyun looked away, hand to her mouth and her face in full blush.

Kazuma slid the fabric past her legs and tossed the panties aside somewhere. As if reflexively, Yunyun brought her legs close together so as to block his view to her most private of regions. Kazuma didn't mind. He'd waited years for this moment. He could wait a little more.

He ran his hands across her legs with a methodic fashion, committing the heavenly sensation to memory. Her legs, as with all of her body, were beautifully soft, yet he could feel the taut, toned muscle underneath—a product of her many days on the road.

"That," Yunyun said in a small voice. "That feels kind of nice." She'd never been touched this way before—not in any way that wasn't familial affection or a platonic hug. It both excited and thrilled her, and yes, maybe scared her a little as well.

Kazuma held her legs, just above her knees, and gave an experimental pull. Yunyun resisted. He pulled a bit harder and though Yunyun resisted still, she allowed her legs to part a little. Kazuma repeated the action, and again, her thighs gave in, inch by inch. Through persistence, he succeeded.

Kazuma gulped as he beheld the sight before him. Again, he found that the dreams and the internet did not do it justice. He could see the hints of something pink, just barely parting Yunyun's opening. Kazuma had prepared for this, and enjoyed many a wet dream with a patient instructor who provided a very hands-on lesson on the finer points of female stimulation.

He extended a finger and trailed it across her slit, not breaching as of yet. A thin trail of moisture coated the tip. He went back in again, probing just a little deeper, pushing the tip of his finger past her opening, and softly stroked her pink inner folds.

Yunyun's body shivered. Kazuma smiled. He seemed to be doing well. He repeated the action, then again, venturing a bit further in with each attempt. Growing bolder, he added a second finger into the mix, stroking Yunyun's pink lips more firmly. Kazuma delved deeper, searching, feeling his way until at last he found it, hidden.

His finger brushed the little round nub. Yunyun moaned. Her hips jerked involuntarily. Kazuma felt for it again, lightly rubbing his finger over it in a circle, much in the way Yunyun did with him not minutes before.

Yunyun sucked in a breath through gritted teeth, her back arched.

"K-Kazuma-san?" she said in a strained voice.

"Hm?" he said, looking up. Yunyun held a fistful of the sheets to her chest in a tight grip. "Do you want me to stop?"

"No," she whispered. "Maybe... maybe a little longer."

Kazuma smiled and got back to work. His succubus instructor made sure to impress on him the fact not every girl would react the same to every stimulation. Some would prefer certain techniques over others, and that's precisely what he set out to do for the next few minutes, listening and watching Yunyun's reactions for cues as to what worked.

He explored further down, past her lips which were now as slick and wet as he himself had been shortly, probing for her entrance. He found it.

Good god, she's tight!

"Aaahh... aaahh..." Yunyun moaned softly.

Her eyes were glazed over, her hips absentmindedly raised to allow Kazuma better access. He took his time pushing in, hoping it would help her loosen up a bit for what would come. He stopped after a few inches, then massaged her inner walls, doing this until the pressure on his fingers lessened.

Now what was that technique Cecily-chan showed me?

He pushed his two fingers a bit deeper, palm facing up, then curled them so as their tips brushed the top of her tunnel. The sensation was particularly soft here and Kazuma knew he'd found the right place. He rubbed the spot with short, firm strokes.

Yunyun's reaction told him he'd made the right call. Her breathing deepened, quickened. Her body squirmed and her moans came shriller, more high-pitched. Her hips jerked to his touch, and her legs, which had mostly lay flat at first, now curled around his neck, pulling him in with surprising force.

"Just... just like that, Kazuma-san!" Yunyun said thickly.

Kazuma obliged. He continued at a modest pace for some time, not wanting to rush things. Making Yunyun feel good felt... nice. He enjoyed it. He enjoyed the way her body reacted to his ministrations and the lustful sounds she tried and failed to suppress.

He then halted and withdrew his fingers from her, noting how drenched they were.

"Wha..." Yunyun mumbled, propping herself up on her elbows to look at him. "Why did you stop?" she asked huskily, her eyes half-lidded, her cheeks all but glowing with a healthy blush.

Kazuma took a second to admire the way her chest heaved with every breath "It..." Kazuma hesitated. He breathed deeply to calm his nerves. "It's time now, I think."

Yunyun blinked. Her eyes regained focus and she looked down at his crotch. He was still rock-hard. "Oh, right," she said almost absentmindedly. "We do have to make a baby, don't we?"

Kazuma suppressed a laugh. "Yep."

For a moment he hesitated, unsure how to proceed. He had a half-formed plan on his mind involving the missionary position but Yunyun surprised him yet again before he could put it in play.

"I..." she said after sitting up. Her nakedness no longer seemed to bother her. "I think it's my turn to take the lead, Kazuma-san."

Kazuma raised his eyebrows. Yunyun had grown bolder, more confident than he'd have thought possible. It was plain to see in her face and her eyes—a mixture of resolve, want, and apprehension. Truth be told, he found this more assertive side of her kind of sexy.

Kazuma nodded, curious to see where this would lead. By her directive, he laid back down. Yunyun approached slowly. She gathered her courage and straddled him, her thighs on either side of his legs. She leaned down, hands on the mattress for support and shimmied further up his body, bringing their aching parts closer.

Yunyun stopped at the base of his pelvis, where Kazuma's dick stood ramrod straight against her navel, her slit touching its hot, hard underside. She looked down to it, eyes darting rapidly, as if debating with herself as to what to do next. After a moment, she repeated her earlier actions, placing her hands on the mattress to shimmy further up... and in the process, slide Kazuma's dick directly beneath her.

Kazuma sucked in a breath, resisting the urge to buck his hips. Yunyun's actions resulted in his dick being pressed against his abdomen, tip pointing straight at his face, and coming into full, raw contact against Yunyun's wet, warm lower lips.

Yunyun's eyes were closed, her face concentrating, as if willing to commit every aspect of this new sensation to memory. Hands still on the mattress for support, Yunyun moved her hips experimentally, tentatively sliding back and forth along the underside of Kazuma's dick.

"Haaa..." Yunyun let out a soft breath, enjoying the tingles that traveled up her body. She repeated her actions, grinding a little harder, putting more weight and force into the movement.

Kazuma clenched his teeth, willing his body not to finish prematurely. The anticipation of what would come—coupled with the novelty of the situation—seemed to heighten his sensitivity. It made Yunyun's movements feel so pleasurable they nearly hurt. Unable to hold back any further, he grabbed onto Yunyun's waist, his fingers sinking into the creamy skin, and forcefully pulled her down, thrusting his hips upward to increase the pressure. Yunyun reciprocated, grinding harder against him. They lost themselves in the action.

No words passed between them save the grunts, sighs and moans of ecstasy, stopping only when the exertion proved too much for their bodies. Yunyun collapsed atop Kazuma, their naked skin flush and hot. Her legs and shoulders burned in the same manner as if she'd just come off an intense workout. Beneath her, Kazuma panted, feeling a similar burning in everything between his core and thighs.

"Whoa..." Kazuma said.

Yunyun giggled. "It felt good, didn't it?" she said, head resting on his chest, listening to the hammering thrum of his heart. "I didn't know this could be so... fun."

"Yeah," Kazuma said breathlessly. The two were content to lay as they were while they recovered, enjoying the closeness of their naked bodies.

"By the way," said Yunyun after a while. "We still haven't finished here, have we?"

Kazuma chuckled. "We have not." Indeed, the two got so caught up in the moment they unintentionally derailed their baby-making plans.

"We should fix that, I think."

"Now that, dear Yunyun, is something I can get behind."

Yunyun smiled. She leaned forward to plant a brief, chaste kiss on Kazuma's lips.

"Then let's not waste more time," she said, rising her body to properly straddle him. She closed her hand around his dick, noting how the vein that ran along its length pulsed.

"I'm gonna put it in now, Kazuma-san," Yunyun said with nary a stammer or hint of hesitation, raising her hips. Her brow furrowed in concentration as he held him, searching for the right angle to allow him entrance. It took a few tries as she positioned herself, brushing his tip against her as she searched for the right angle.

Mom. Dad. Wherever you are, your son is about to become a man.

Both held their breath as Yunyun lowered herself atop him, going down little by little, inch by inch until, finally, he was fully sheathed inside her.

Kazuma imagined he'd prepared for this, knowing exactly what to expect. And yet, he found himself taken aback. Something felt different here. A novel detail he hadn't experienced in the dreams of the succubi. It wasn't the wetness, nor the tightness of Yunyun's tunnel that stood out to Kazuma. It was the heat—this unexpected warmth that consumed and enveloped every inch of him.

"Haaa..." Yunyun sighed, hands resting atop Kazuma.

For a long moment, neither moved, their eyes shut, savoring this new sensation. Their bodies reacted in their own small ways. Kazuma twitched inside Yunyun. Her body trembled, tightening on him for a moment, causing him to twitch again, repeating the cycle.

Neither felt pressured to hurry this along. They were both content to simply bask in the moment.

In time, Yunyun opened her eyes. Kazuma filled her in a way most satisfying. Not too big, not too small. Just right. She could feel him throb inside her. But as nice as it felt, her leg started to grow a little numb. She adjusted her position, leaning forward a bit to shift her leg and gasped as the movement caused Kazuma to sink a little deeper. Kazuma groaned.

"So... um..." Yunyun mumbled as the moment passed. "Is that it? Are we done?"

Kazuma raised an eyebrow. "Wait... you don't know?"

"Of course I don't," Yunyun said, fiddling with one of her twin tails. "It's my first time doing this, Kazuma-san."

Yup, innocent. She's an even bigger virgin than I am!

"Try this, then," said Kazuma, placing his hands on her waist. "Move back and forth, like you did earlier." He accentuated this by pushing and pulling at her waist as a cue. Yunyun nodded, a look of concentration on her face as she followed his instructions.

"How does it feel?"

"It's... good," Yunyun said softly. "Really good."

"You can move in circles too. Or you can go up and down," said Kazuma. "See what works for you."

Yunyun did so. She rocked her hips experimentally. It was an entirely new sensation, with Kazuma being inside her, different from what she'd done not minutes ago. Back and forth, circles, up and down—she tried moving these ways, all with different results.

Circles didn't do much for her. Back and forth felt good, felt right. Satisfying—like an itch inside her that only Kazuma's dick could scratch. She leaned forward, as she'd done moments before and was pleasantly surprised at the result. As before, she sank a bit deeper on him, and Kazuma's tip brushed against a particular sensitive part of her. Yunyun contented herself with testing out this new position. She rocked back and forth, squeezing him, feeling as Kazuma throbbed inside her.

Kazuma's mind felt muggy, swimming in a thick soup of lust and hormones. It made intelligent thought difficult. Yunyun panted, her face not inches above his. He could feel her hot breaths, the way her weight shifted as she grinded into him. He could see the way the muscles in her arms and abdomen flexed as she rocked her hips. And he could see them.

Yunyun's breasts dangled in front of him, swaying tantalizingly with her movements. She hummed as Kazuma took ahold of them. They molded beautifully in his hands. Kazuma indulged himself, squeezing them, caressing them, committing the full extent of their touch to memory. He rolled his thumbs across her nipples, stiff and perky as they were. He pinched them lightly, rolling them in his fingers. Yunyun let out a squeaky moan.

It wasn't long before she had to stop. In spite of how good—how incredible this all felt, Yunyun ran out of breath. Her arms and legs burned pleasantly, but needed a break from the exertion she'd put on them.

"Oh, my," she panted as she lay atop Kazuma. "This is quite a workout."

"Yeah," said Kazuma. Although Yunyun herself had done most of the work, he too found himself panting a little. "Do you want to... ah, change positions?"

"Hmm," Yunyun hummed. "Not yet, I think. I kind of like this, actually."

So Yunyun's an 'on top' kind of girl... who'd have thunk it? Kazuma thought to himself, amused. Truth be told, she'd surprised him quite a bit this evening. In spite of her shy exterior, Yunyun had been surprisingly assertive. All the more impressive considering how inexperienced the girl was in these types of things.

"And, um..." she said softly. "Thank you, Kazuma-san."

"For what?" he asked, genuinely confused.

"For this," she said simply, but at Kazuma's perplexed look, she continued. "Thank you for making this easier on me. I was... so uncertain about all this. Taking all these big steps, I mean. I, ahh..." she mumbled, averting her gaze. "I thought this would be terribly uncomfortable at first. You and me. Something purely done as my duty."

"And now?"

She looked to him with a small, shy smile. "I'm... kind of glad it turned out this way. You were patient with me. You helped me feel so much better about all this. You helped turn what could have been an uncomfortable evening into what, I think, will become a very fond memory."

Kazuma blushed. He hadn't been prepared for such a heartfelt declaration.

"You're..." he cleared his throat, willing his voice not to crack. "You're welcome."

Yunyun's smile widened a bit. "You know what, Kazuma-san? In spite of what Megumin would have me believe, I do believe there's a good person in you somewhere."

Kazuma coughed, looking away. "N-now what are you on about? Anyway, haven't you heard Axel's rumor mill? What part of Kazutrash and Scumzuma has brought you to that conclusion?"

He trailed off as Yunyun placed a hand on his cheek, turning his face so as his eyes met hers. They sparkled brilliantly, like rubies, in spite of the dim light.

"Maybe," she said. "Maybe you simply don't allow others to glimpse this other side of you?"

"I don't know w-what you're..."

He shut up as Yunyun kissed him. Not a passionate kiss, but one that was brief, chaste and gentle.

"Well, I don't mind," she said. "Just so long as you let me see this side of you. I rather like it."

Kazuma gulped. His heart raced and an uncharacteristic heat filled his face.

"If..." he mumbled. "I suppose I don't mind... so long as it's you."

"Good answer," Yunyun said, then bent down to kiss him again.

Kazuma stroked her hair as he returned the kiss. He could feel it, and he'd wager Yunyun did as well. A hunger of sorts—a desperation, almost. Tentatively, he traced his tongue along her lips. Yunyun started at this new sensation, but mimicked Kazuma. The two sighed in contentment as their tongues playfully wrestled; their breathing gradually grew heavier.

"Haa..." Yunyun panted as she separated her mouth from his, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Seems we've been getting off track," said Kazuma. "We've still not finished."

"Indeed," Yunyun said with a wry smile. "We really should stay focused."

She rose back to her earlier position, where she'd straddled Kazuma, looking down to see he'd slipped out of her at some point. Her body ached—burned almost—with the desire to have him back inside and finish. With one hand, Yunyun grabbed his shaft, raising her body, balancing as she sought the right angle to allow him access.

"Mmm..." the two moaned as she slid back down, taking him in. It went in easier this time.

Yunyun opted for a different approach. Tightening the muscles in her core and legs, she rose and came back down. She found that squeezing as she did so elicited fresh grunts of pleasure from Kazuma, but he himself had not been idle.

Kazuma grabbed ahold of Yunyun's hips, meeting her downward movements with thrusts of his own.

"Ahh!" Yunyun gasped as he did so, touching a deeper part of her. She squeezed harder, the two settling into a rhythm.

Their movements started slow, methodical, but grew faster, more desperate as their bodies spiked in pleasure. Yunyun's legs burned with the strain, as did her core, but even this paled to the wonderful sensation that coursed through her body.

Kazuma watched, entranced as Yunyun's heavy breasts bounced with her every movement. He pulled his hands from her hips and cupped them, tweaking the pink nipples. Yunyun moaned, biting her lip. Her movements quickened.

"Squeeze them," she said breathlessly. Kazuma did so. "Harder!"

Her speed, her tightness, her heat... it all served to work wonders on Kazuma, who bit his lip hard so as to hold out. He was a bit rougher with her nipples than intended, tweaking, pulling, pinching, squeezing... not that Yunyun seemed to mind, as her moans and cries of pleasure grew louder still.

"O-Oh... my... yes... so good..." Yunyun panted as she bounced up and down his dick.

He removed his hands from Yunyun's breasts and placed them back at her waist, wanting to see as they bounced up and down. He didn't get more than an eyeful as Yunyun all but growled, "No!" and grabbed ahold of his hands, placing them were they'd been not moments before, keeping her own hands over his even as he cupped her breasts.

"K-Kazuma-san!" Yunyun said thickly. "Something's coming... I... I feel..." she trailed off, squealing as Kazuma hit a sensitive part inside her. Kazuma could feel he was rapidly approaching his limit, and by the look of things, Yunyun did as well. He willed himself not to finish. Not until she did.

Calling upon every ounce of self-control he could muster, Kazuma did his best to hold out, doing what he could to bring Yunyun that much closer. His thrusts became more forceful, and he kneaded her breasts, pinching her nipples.

Yunyun could not suppress a deep groan at his attempts. She moved faster, more desperately still, the friction, tightness and the heat inside became so intense Kazuma almost felt he burned.

Realizing he could not last any longer, he wrenched one of his hands free from her grip, still on her breast and moved it down to her lower lips, searching for the little nub of her clit. He stroked it relentlessly.

Yunyun slammed her hips down, her back arched, and let out a piercing cry of ecstasy towards the heavens, squeezing Kazuma for all she was worth. Kazuma stopped holding back. He closed his eyes, grabbed onto Yunyun's waist and nearly blacked out as his orgasm hit him like a freight train, releasing burst after burst of his seed inside Yunyun's tight, warm tunnel, forcefully thrusting his hips.

Yunyun may have hit her climax first, but she was certainly the last to finish. Even as Kazuma slumped, spent, chest heaving and arms at his sides as he tried to catch his breath, Yunyun straddled him still, ramrod stiff, her body trembling with brief spasms of pleasure.

She collapsed on top of him. Her body radiated heat. Kazuma felt her short, quick breaths upon his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, briefly kissing the top of her head. For a while, neither felt compelled to speak, preferring to catch their breath, enjoying the intimacy of their naked bodies.

"I didn't know it could feel so good," Yunyun said quietly, her first words after coming down her intense orgasm. She lay on the mattress beside Kazuma, head on his shoulder, tracing random patters with her finger on his chest.

"Neither did I," said Kazuma, and actually meant it. The dreams of the succubi, for all that they were touted as hyper-realistic, being told he 'wouldn't know the difference' were a pale comparison to the mind-blowing experience he'd just enjoyed. It made him question the services of the shop given all the times he'd purchased the exorbitant 'premium' and 'deluxe' experiences.

I'm gonna go down to that shop and demand a refund! Freaking thieves!

"Wait," said Yunyun, looking up at him. "This was your first time too?"

"Of course it was," said Kazuma.

"But... really?"

"Really. Why? Is it so hard to believe?"

"It's just..." Yunyun hesitated. "You live alone with three girls. I thought for sure..."

Kazuma let out a short, harsh bark of a laugh. "Trust me, I haven't. I'll admit, maybe I wouldn't have minded at first, but Aqua and Darkness?" he shook his head. "Getting involved with those two is asking for trouble. No way I'd try anything with them. And Megumin... well, our relationship is nowhere near that level, not to mention I'd forever be known as a pedo-NEET or loli-maniac if I tried anything with her. No, you're the first person with whom I've done any of this."

"Ah. Well, in that case, I'm glad," she said with a smile and lay back down.

They fell into a comfortable silence, Kazuma stroking her hair. The two had partially covered themselves with the sheets, from the waist down. Summer was in full swing, and in any other time, the bedroom would have been a muggy, stuffy mess. Yunyun's ice wall, however, proved to be a lifesaver, cooling the room, leaving it almost chilly. It still held up, with nary a sign of melting.

"By the way," said Yunyun. "I know it's still a long ways off, but what do you think we should call the baby?"

Kazuma hummed in thought. "I hadn't thought about it. Why? Did you have something in mind?"

"Yes, actually," Yunyun said eagerly. "If it's a boy we can name him Herohero, and if it's a girl, it could be Kirikiri!"

…

"Ah, Kazuma-san?"

"Let's... just put a pin on that for now," he said. "In any case, I think I'd like a daughter first and foremost."

"No, no! It has to be a boy, as has been foretold. He'll be the one to finally defeat the Demon King."

"Ah, but can you really argue against the image of a little girl, running up to you with a sunny smile and call you, 'Mama'?"

"I... well," Yunyun said, a light blush on her cheeks. "That does sound kind of nice... b-but still! Duty must come first."

Kazuma gave her a look. "In any case, am I missing something here? Are you telling me you can willfully choose to have a boy or girl?"

Yunyun opened her mouth, then closed it. "Well... huh. Now that I think about it..." she trailed off, blushing.

"So it's a game of chance?" Kazuma prodded.

"Yes, I suppose."

"Then hope remains. I can still have baby girl!"

Yunyun tried to frown in disapproval, but couldn't hold up against Kazuma's genial enthusiasm. She shook her head, smiling ruefully.

"Well, whatever gender the baby is, we'll have to make sure to provide a good home."

Kazuma waved a hand. "Taken care of." His side business with Vanir already provided him with more money than he knew what to do with. He recalled what Luna had said upon applying for his adventurer's license, that he could do very well as a Merchant class. Indeed, he'd done very well in that regard, and that was with minimal involvement on his part.

What would happen, though, if he chose to devote more of his time and energy into building a little empire of his own? He could pull out any kind of modern ideas and inventions from his mind that would make a tidy profit, and with him as the chief of this venture... well, he could earn a good enough living that Yunyun and their child would want for nothing in their lives. He may have been a poor excuse for a hero, but this much he could do.

Of course, we do still need that baby...

He turned to his side, facing Yunyun. "So about that little potion you drank earlier," he said. "Does it do anything to help you conceive?"

Yunyun shook her head. "No, nothing like that."

"So you may or may not be pregnant from this one session?"

"W-well... I can't be really sure."

"Then maybe we ought to increase the odds."

Yunyun cocked her head, opening her mouth to voice a question, then stopped. She looked down, past her navel, covered in the sheets. A curious, stiff sensation as something unseen pressed against her hip.

"I-Increase the odds, you say?"

"We do want to be diligent, right? Duty and all, as you said."

Yunyun giggled. "I did say that, didn't I?" she said, tracing her hand across Kazuma's bare chest. She felt the beginnings of a warm, itching sensation down below her. "It's only prudent, after all."

"No time to lose?"

"Exactly."

Kazuma kissed her. Yunyun felt a slight fluttering in her stomach as he did so.

"I do believe it's my turn to be on top," he said.

Yunyun nodded. "Ah... be gentle, Kazuma-san. I'm a little sensitive after that first time."

"Understood," said Kazuma. He shifted his body, looming over her.

"I... don't know if I said this," said Yunyun, blushing. "But I'm glad my first time could be with you."

Kazuma smiled. This is what he wanted all along. Someone he could care for and who'd care for him in turn. It caused a curious feeling of contentment to well inside him.

"I'm glad too," he said. "Glad it could be with you."

He was about to enter her when a strained sort of sound caught his attention. Yunyun seemed to hear it too, for their eyes scanned the room, searching for...

"Eeep!" Yunyun squealed, shoving Kazuma off of her and yanked fistfuls of the sheets up to cover her modesty.

Baffled, Kazuma's head whipped around wildly until he fell upon the sight that caused Yunyun to flip out.

Aw, shit. Here we go again.

Past his bed, by the wall, out the window that overlooked his room were the shocked, gaping faces of his party members.

Aqua stared.

Darkness drooled.

Megumin howled.

A/N: I originally planned to end the story here, but what the hell. I can probably squeeze another good chapter out of this.

Speaking of, I'd appreciate any comments as far as the lemons go. I've only ever written one other such scene in another fic, not nearly as long as this monster. I hope the pacing and flow of things progressed smoothly enough, with not too much or too little attention being given to any specific section. Hopefully it didn't drag too long in places. Do let me know your thoughts, if you don't mind.

Cheers.