Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Rosario Vampire. I am merely twisting the creator's vision into my own dream. If the supernatural, sexuality, or violence is offensive to you, than you should not read this.
Chapter 194
Tsukune knew something was different half way through homeroom. He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something out of place. It didn't seem like he was in danger, or that there was any disturbance in the normal business of the school day. Whatever it was, it was just enough of a distraction to tug at Tsukune's awareness and thoughts. It wasn't until the end of the school day that Tsukune found out what had been different.
When he returned to the village at the end of the school day, Kurumu and Mizore had promised to meet him at the manor after they had taken the time to change and refresh themselves. Tsukune intended to take the time to do the same. He returned to the manor where he was greeted by Ruby. He gave her a smile and a kiss before going up stairs.
"Master," Me Midori said as she entered Tsukune's room on his heels.
"What can I do for you?" Tsukune asked as he started to pull off his uniform.
"I came to make a report," Midori said.
"Go on," Tsukune said cautiously.
Tsukune didn't know what Midori meant by a report, and guessed that she was going to tell him about what she and her sister had been doing around the manor while he had been at school all day. It turned out that he had been off the mark. The Me sisters had spent most of the day exploring the school. In doing so they had seen a lot while carefully keeping from being noticed. Midori reported on seeing students slipping out of classes to smoke, to meet others for what sounded like kissing dates, and even a girl that had been spying on a boys restroom.
Not sure what else to do, Tsukune thanked Midori for the report and dismissed her. As he finished changing, he made a mental note to have the Student Police follow up on what he had just been told. He knew that the school would never be free of trouble, could never be free of troublemakers. He was however, determined to get the Student Police to do all they could to keep trouble down to an absolute minimum.
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Things like students skipping class and smoking would have to wait until much later however. Tsukune had some different kind of trouble to deal with first. Kurumu and Mizore arrived within seconds of each other. Each of them had their school bag and an overnight kit, making it very clear what their intentions were.
Tsukune welcomed them with a hug and a kiss for each of them. Mizore was wearing an oversized tunic that was almost a dress on her sender frame, and so loose that it threatened to fall off of her if she moved to quickly. Kurumu wore a light blouse and a skirt that was a little longer than the school's uniform, an outfit that would have appeared modest if the blouse had not been nearly see-through and half unbuttoned. Tsukune knew that he was in trouble.
Tsukune's prediction was born out. While studying together, Mizore and Kurumu kept finding opportunities to flash him teasing views of their bodies. Every excuse was used to 'bump' against him as well. It was a double flirtation attack, and Tsukune was having some difficulty concentrating enough to study.
Tsukune didn't say anything to Kurumu or Mizore, but he knew his trouble concentrating was his own fault. Tsukune was confident that, if he decided to, he could ignore the actions of his two companions. The truth was that he liked the attention they were giving him, and he liked the ideas that their flirting was stirring in his imagination. When Kurumu and Mizore shared the latter's notes, they had very deliberately posed with their faces close to one another while flashing Tsukune their cleavage. He didn't know if they had planned it out in advance, but he was reminded of the time very recently they had kissed each other in front of him. Tsukune had to hold in a smile because he saw Kurumu peeking at him out of the corner of her eye.
Tsukune schooled his face to remain as neutral as possible while he endured the assault from Kurumu and Mizore. When he finally closed his books for the evening it was with a sense of relief and accomplishment. Mizore and Kurumu toned down their flirting during dinner, but Tsukune didn't know if it was out of consideration for his need to eat, or because Ruby was hovering near by with sharp knives and a kitchen full of things that if used in less than friendly ways could have a nasty effect on somebody's stomach. It was after the meal was eaten and the dishes cleared away that the real offensive was launched.
"You know, Tsukune," Kurumu said as she toyed with her cup of tea. "It's a shame that Mizore is so sensitive to heat."
"Why is that?" Tsukune asked, wondering what he was setting himself up for.
"Well, I know you like a hot bath," Kurumu explained with an exaggerated casualness. "I mean, you and I have enjoyed soaking in the hot water together. But with her weakness to heat, Mizore doesn't get to enjoy the same opportunities."
"I manage well enough," Mizore argued. "Tsukune and I have taken long bathes together as well."
"But Tsukune likes his baths steaming hot," Kurumu countered.
"A relationship requires compromises," Mizore said. "I like my baths cold. Tsukune likes his hot. Together we can enjoy a tepid bath without ether of us being discomforted."
"It is kind of like being in a pool," Tsukune said. "It's not the same as a hot bath, but it is relaxing in its own way."
"Oh?" Kurumu smiled. "I will have to try that for myself."
"Yes," Mizore said with a nod.
The two women turned their eyes upon Tsukune and smiled. Tsukune pretended he didn't notice them and sipped at his tea with as much patience and dignity as he could muster. He had seen the setup coming too late, and now he was caught in their snare. Like a snare, the more Tsukune struggled the tighter he would be trapped. If he said anything to reject the idea the pair were putting in front of him, Mizore and Kurumu would probably start in on ether wanting to know which of them he favored more, and or accusing him of not finding them attractive or loving them enough. No mater how he argued, Tsukune knew he was trapped. Any logic he tried to used would be countered with emotional accusations. He was quite sure ether of his companions could manage to appear distraught at will, and the moment he showed any weakness in his resolve they would have him. Likewise, if Tsukune remained stoic and did not respond to their emotional plight of not being good enough in some way, Tsukune would be made into the bad guy. They would probably use his 'uncaring cruelty' as a bludgeon to guilt trip him into something later. Tsukune sipped his tea and considered the snare trap.
The snare trap is a simple way to catch game. A snare would usually be set along a trail and when whatever animal came along it would catch around their neck. As soon as the animal felt the pressure on its neck it would react, trying to jump or run away from what had a hold on it. The more it tried to get away, the tighter the snare would become. It didn't mater if it caught the game by the neck or a leg, because struggling only made things worse. Some animals had been known to gnaw off a foot to get free of traps. Tsukune knew he had been caught in the trap Kurumu and Mizore had set out. If he struggled, it would make things even easier for them. However, Tsukune was not a rabbit. He knew what a snare was and how it worked. If he waited, if he didn't try overtly to escape, then Mizore or Kurumu could grow impatient and give him a way to wiggle free.
Tsukune sipped his tea and thought about the two women watching him. They were both smiling, but as he pretended not to see them, their smiled slowly hardened into something less friendly and sweet, and more feral and hungry.
"Two and a half years," Tsukune sighed.
"What was that Tsukune?" Kurumu asked sweetly. She was waiting for Tsukune to say something modest and gentlemanly. She and Mizore had not planned out their little trap, but now that Tsukune was caught up in it, Kurumu was readying her arguments to keep him from escaping.
Kurumu could tell from the look in Mizore's eyes that her partner was thinking the same way. It was what made the Black and White Duet so capable, they were able to read each other well. It was the same reason they were so good at frustrating each other as well, but that was a concern for another time.
Right now it was all about getting Tsukune where they wanted him. He was almost there already. They could tell that Tsukune knew he was caught. He had stalled for a moment, but now he was making a move. Kurumu thought she saw what he was doing. Tsukune was going to try to change the subject. All she needed now was an opening and she would make her move.
Kurumu had her strategy roughed out. First she would accuse Tsukune,calmly, of not paying attention to her. From there she would work her way up to appearing upset. Depending on how Mizore supported her, Kurumu would ether play angry or heart broken. From there Tsukune would have to give in or look like a jerk.
"I said," Tsukune answered Kurumu after another sip of tea. "Two and a half years. That is how long the two of you have been squaring off against each other, and teaming up against everybody else."
"Tsukune?" Mizore questioned. She saw Tsukune looking for a way out of the corner she and Kurumu had him in. She wanted him to take the misstep that would make the avalanche come down on him before he could find shelter.
"Ruby!" Tsukune called out.
"Tsukune," Kurumu said with a small frown forming.
"Yes Master?" Ruby answered as she hurried to come to Tsukune's call.
"I think I will be going to bed early tonight," Tsukune said.
Kurumu and Mizore exchanged quick looks. If Tsukune claimed fatigue or other ailment, then they would look bad if they tried to pressure him. It was a cowardly way out, but it was his only possible escape.
"Turn down the bed," Tsukune continued. "And ready a tepid bath."
"Yes Master," Ruby acknowledged, bowing her head.
"And lay out three sets of towels," Tsukune added.
"What?" Ruby's head snapped up and her eyes were wide.
Kurumu's jaw dropped. Mizore blinked, stunned. Tsukune sighed.
"Yes Master," Ruby said.
"Two and a half years," Tsukune said again as Ruby left the room. "Two and a half years of fighting. Two and a half years of pain, tears, and blood. For two and a half years you two have been with me. Kurumu even longer than that really. But for all that time, you have been patient and persistent. For all of that time, you two have held your hearts open to me and been my friends. Over that time you have become close to me. As close as family."
"Kurumu," Tsukune turned to face her. "What is it you've said to Moka? You will be my mistress, my 'other woman' when she's not around."
"If you won't marry me," Kurumu said with conviction. "I will take whatever I can get. I am not giving up on you, Tsukune, and I am never going to stop loving you. You are my Destined One."
"Mizore," Tsukune turned to her next. "You said you want to be my Winter Wife."
"Yes," Mizore said with a small nod.
"I had to really think about what that meant," Tsukune said. "I remember what Aunty Sinna told me the last time I visited your village."
"Tsukune..." Mizore's eyes were shining.
"Two and a half years," Tsukune sighed. He took another drink from his cup, emptying in in a gulp. "And tonight, as neatly as you please, you played me right into a trap. I thought that if I stalled, if I waited, one of you would get frustrated and let me off the hook." He gave a laugh. "But you've already waited two and a half years. I don't think I could ever out wait ether of you, so I give up." He looked back and forth between the two women.
"Mizore, Kurumu," Tsukune gave them both a smile. "Would you like to take a bath with me?"
"Yes!" The Black and White Duet answered together.
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Tsukune had to admit that bathing with Kurumu and Mizore was a different experience. For one thing, he was the center of attention. Protest however he might, he wasn't allowed to wash even a single part of himself. He did get banged up a little as Mizore and Kurumu wrestled playfully, or maybe not so playfully, over who would get to wash what. Between the pair, he was worried he might get scrubbed raw in a few places. Kurumu made some comments about getting an air mattress for some 'next time' in the future, and talked about giving Tsukune a special Soap Land experience.
Tsukune knew he was a very fortunate man. He also felt that he was a very tormented man. Somewhere in his mind he lamented that he would never be able to find a sympathetic ear he could complain to about what he had to endure. He had four hands trying to wash him, and that was not counting his own. At one point, to keep him from resisting, Kurumu had trapped on of Tsukune's hands between her thighs. Mizore, not to be out done, also put one of Tsukune's hands between her legs. He was turned loose soon enough, when Kurumu tried to use her breasts soap Tsukune up it touched off a small argument. Kurumu used one of her signature moves of emphasizing the size of her breasts by pressing them against her rival's. Tsukune was treated to a view of Mizore and Kurumu, naked and wet, chest to chest and face to face. In his mind he recited a mantra as he focused on calm breaths, struggling to keep his blood pressure down.
It was wet, lather, rinse, repeat, and repeat, and repeat... Once the soap was all rinsed away it was time for a soak. The bath, a comfortable size for two, was a little cozy for three. Tsukune was still glad for the soak. It was a chance for him to get his body to settle down a little. He had been in the same bath with Mizore and Kurumu in the past, one at a time, so cuddling in the tepid water with them was not a trial. At least until Kurumu decided to strike up a conversation with Mizore.
"Mizore," Kurumu spoke up as she eyed her conspirator. "Do you shave, or….?"
"No," Mizore said. "A Snow Maiden's body is naturally smooth. What about you?"
"A succubus has a lot of control over her body," Kurumu answered. "But trimming in modern ways is something my mother encouraged me to learn, in case somebody," she shot Tsukune a look. "Ever wanted to watch me."
As their conversation continued, Tsukune did his best to stay calm and tune them out. While he was able to keep calm, he couldn't help but look down at their bodies. He found it a challenge to keep his hands still. Now that he was consciously aware of Mizore's smooth mound, and Kurumu's neatly trimmed heart-shaped patch, he wanted to touch them, to feel them under his fingertips. Tsukune used the discipline he had learned over the past two and a half years to remain as calm as he could, not even suspecting that the two women cuddled against him in the bath could feel the tension in his chest and the stiffness in his arms as he resisted his urges.
XxxX
"What are you doing?" Kurumu asked.
Tsukune paused in reaching for a fresh pair of boxers. The bath had been a unique torment. Toweling off after had been playfully teasing. Tsukune, hoping that the playing was done, had gone into the bedroom to get dressed for bed.
"I, ahhhh," Tsukune blinked in Kurumu's direction.
"You're not going to need them," Kurumu said. "So why get them dirty. Leave them until the morning."
"We have school in the morning," Tsukune reminded her.
"I know," Kurumu said as she tossed her towel in the direction of the hamper. "But that doesn't mean I can't enjoy looking at the body of the man I love." She performed a stretch that was more about posing nude than anything else. "I'm sure Mizore likes seeing you naked too."
"Yes," Mizore agreed. She was as naked as the others.
"See?" Kurumu said.
"Do both of you plan to spend the night in the same bed with me?" Tsukune asked, although he was resigned to the answer he already saw coming.
"Yes," Mizore said.
"I think it's about time we did," Kurumu said.
"Excuse me?" Tsukune blinked.
"The way I see it," Kurumu explained as she crossed the bedroom. "Mizore and I need to start teaming up. Otherwise we don't stand a chance against the others."
"Others?" Tsukune asked. "Besides Moka..."
"Mokas," Kurumu corrected. "There are two of her. You've said so yourself."
"But only one at a time," Tsukune defended.
"But that's still two women that can be with you in one night," Kurumu pressed.
Tsukune could not deny that she had a point.
"And then there is Inari," Mizore said as she approached the bed.
"Inari and I are not like that," Tsukune protested.
"Not yet," Mizore agreed.
"It took two years to become your lover," Kurumu said.
"Two years and more," Mizore added.
"Inari will probably be willing to wait that long as well," Kurumu said. She put herself in front of Tsukune. "That means we have two years to get every moment that we can before we have to share you with yet another woman." As she talked she pressed her bare breast against Tsukune with just enough force to make him move backwards.
"I'm not in love with her," Tsukune argued.
"A year ago you weren't in love with ether of us," Mizore said from the bed.
"At the start of this year you were only sleeping with Moka," Kurumu pressed, physically and verbally. "Both of her. You told me so yourself."
"But that's different," Tsukune protested just before the backs of his legs found the bed.
"So is this," Kurumu pushed him over, onto the bed. "You have a big bed. We have all slept close together before on club trips. This time we're just doing it in one bed, and without any clothes."
"This can't be a good idea," Tsukune said as he backed farther onto the bed to make room for Kurumu.
"Awww," Kurumu said as she put out the lights. "You sound like you don't want to sleep with two beautiful women. Or maybe you just don't want to be with one of us. Is that it?"
"Kurumu," Tsukune said with a sigh. "I love you both, and I'm willing to consider just about anything ether of you want. You don't have to try to pressure me or trap me into this."
"But it's more fun this way," Kurumu pouted as she entered the bed. She and Mizore had Tsukune between them. "And you didn't answer my question. Why don't you want to be with both of us?"
"Because it is a school night," Tsukune gave the safest reason he could think of.
"It is still early," Mizore said as she put herself close beside him.
"See," Kurumu said. "There's no problem with us doing this."
"Well I... ahhh..." Tsukune tried to find some logical argument.
Tsukune's ability to apply logic to a situation was absent. He was aware of Mizore on his right and Kurumu on his left. Both women, like himself, were only half covered by the bedding. They were each on their side so the could face Tsukune, exposing their chests to his view. Even in the dark of the room, Tsukune could see them both clearly. Tsukune was aware of their bodies even as his mind raced to find some reason he could give them to try to change their minds.
Tsukune could not think of any arguments that he could use. Pleading a desire to be loyal to ether on of them, or Moka, was just flat out ridiculous. After all, they were all his lovers already. He knew any mention of fairness would be rejected, because both women were big believers in the old expression of 'All is fair in love and war.' They had already shot down his worry about having school in the morning. He wasn't sure how they had come to the position they were all in, but he suspected that Mizore and Kurumu were not going to pass up the opportunity that had presented itself. Aside from trying to use Rock-Paper-Scissors to pick one of them to spend the night with the next night going to the other, Tsukune couldn't think of a way to avoid hurting one of his lovers feelings by insisting on only one of them. He also wouldn't put it past his two companions to somehow turn even that strategy against him at the moment. Tsukune gave a frustrated sigh.
"Well?" Kurumu asked after Tsukune had stalled for all of three seconds.
"Kurumu, Mizore," Tsukune said. "I still don't understand why you would even want to be with..."
"Non of that," Kurumu said firmly, sitting up and facing Tsukune. "I won't have you doubting yourself."
"That's right," Mizore sat up as well. "I love you."
"We both do," Kurumu added. "We love you so much that we want to share everything we are with you."
"That's right," Mizore leaned in over Tsukune.
"But do you want to share..." Tsukune waved his hands, gesturing to himself, the bed, and the two of them.
"If that is what it takes," Mizore said.
"But we're already..." Tsukune started to protest.
"I want more," Mizore said.
"She's right," Kurumu added. "We want more."
"But," Tsukune thought he saw an opening. Math. "If I spend a night with one of you, you get all of my attention. If it's the both of you, you get only half."
"Then we will just have to be with you twice as much," Kurumu said. "Is that what you're worried about? Don't you like spending your time with us?"
"Kurumu," Tsukune gave her a dark look.
"Tsukune," Mizore said. "You are thinking about it wrong." She sat up again and put her hands behind her head. "This is not just about us."
"Uhhh," Tsukune blinked trying to find the logic in what he was hearing.
"Think of it like your obentos," Kurumu explained.
"Huh?" Tsukune really lost now.
"We are not just trying to get your attention." Kurumu said. "We want to give you our attention. We want to do things for you, to make you smile, to make you feel good."
"But you don't need..." Tsukune started to say.
"It's not about needing to," Kurumu cut him off.
"Yes I do," Mizore said.
"Alright," Kurumu nodded. "She's right. I do need to be with you Tsukune. I do need to know that I can make you smile."
"But you do..." Tsukune tried.
"But I want to do more," Kurumu said.
"Even if..." Tsukune fumbled. "I can understand that. I understand wanting to do more. That's why I don't understand why you, all of you put up with me."
"Tsuukuune..." Kurumu said in a warning growl.
"I don't know how I can ever do enough," Tsukune went on. "Even for one of you, because you are so special to me, I know I can never give you all the attention you deserve. With both of you..."
"Tsukune," Kurumu spoke up. "Do you like my breasts?"
"Errrr..." Tsukune blinked, thrown off by the sudden shift in the conversation.
"Well?" Kurumu leaned in a little over Tsukune.
"Well... Umm..." Tsukune could feel himself starting to blush. "Yeah..." He admitted.
"Do you like Mizore's breasts?" Kurumu asked.
"Yes," Tsukune said, giving the snow maiden a small smile.
"Do you think her breasts need to be bigger?" Kurumu continued.
"No," Tsukune said with some confidence.
"Do my breasts need to be bigger?" Kurumu asked with a dangerous grin.
"No," Tsukune answered, wondering what he was getting set up for.
"What would you do if I said I thought my breasts were not big enough for you?" Kurumu asked him. "If I said I though I should have bigger, softer breasts so I could make you more satisfied with me?"
"You don't," Tsukune said.
"And Mizore?" Kurumu pressed.
"There's nothing wrong with ether of you," Tsukune said.
"That's what were trying to tell you," Kurumu explained. "Tsukune, there is nothing wrong with you, and with what you share with us. Of course we want more of you, just like you want more of my breasts."
"But I..." Tsukune started.
"I didn't say you wanted my breasts to be bigger," Kurumu pointed out. "Just that you want to enjoy them more. You want to enjoy Mizore's more too, don't you?"
"I.. Err... Well, yes," Tsukune had to agree on that point. "But it's not about breasts. It's about you, who you are."
"Well here we are," Kurumu said, giving her chest a little shake. "You can enjoy us both."
"But..." Tsukune started again.
"No," Mizore said. She grabbed Tsukune's wrist and pulled his hand to her breast.
"Mizore!" Kurumu protested.
"He's stalling," Mizore said. "The more the two of you argue the more time we are wasting."
"Tsukune?" Kurumu gave him an accusing look.
"That's not what I intended," Tsukune said defensively. He tried to gently pull his hand from Mizore's breast, but she wasn't letting that happen.
"Fine then," Kurumu declared. "I guess I'll just have to get things started."
Kurumu got things started with a kiss. She leaned down and took Tsukune's head between her hands to kiss him. She was glad that he did not even try to avoid her kiss, and was even a active participant. After a deep kiss with Tsukune, Kurumu reached for Mizore. While the snow maiden was hesitant at first, she yielded quickly. Next, with a little encouragement from Kurumu, Mizore kissed Tsukune. Soon the three of them were cuddled together and were kissing back and forth, with Tsukune receiving most of the attention.
Tsukune admitted to himself that he was in a nice position. Cuddling and kissing with two women was very pleasant. When Kurumu and Mizore kissed in front of him it raised the excitement level. All the more so when they were pressed against him when they did. Tsukune gave a small jump when Mizore decided she wanted more than just kissing and slipped a hand down under the blankets to find his hardening member.
Mizore remembered what she had seen Kurumu doing for Tsukune, and thought it would be a good time to try it herself. The next time Kurumu smothered Tsukune with a kiss, Mizore shifter her position so she could move her attention downwards on his body. However, once she had his flesh in front of her, Mizore hesitated, unsure of how to proceed.
"Oh ho," Kurumu purred. "So you want to try that?" She reached for Tsukune as well. "Let me help you out."
Tsukune knew he was in trouble. The logical, well mannered part of his mind told him so. Unfortunately that was all it was telling him, and not in a very loud voice. He was feeling too good at the moment for his brain to process anything with much logic. While he was enjoying the sight and sensation of what Kurumu and Mizore were doing to him, he let his hands wander over their bodies. Tsukune knew he was in trouble, but couldn't think of any reason to care at the moment.
Kurumu took the lead in the little group. Her mother had always been very frank about her work, and the nature of succubi and men, while raising Kurumu. For that reason she had a far better knowledge of what men and women could do for, with, and to each other. While she had the information she did not have the experience. She had always hesitated to take things too far with Tsukune, for fear of what he might think of her. This time though, the situation was different. With an extra person there were far fewer inhibitions.
Tsukune found himself spent far more quickly than normal, which was to be expected. Kurumu and Mizore had done little to each other, except to tease Tsukune and spur him on now and again. They wanted to concentrate their attention on him, and so it was left to him to satisfy both women. Yet somehow nobody seemed unhappy. Kurumu fell asleep with a contented smile. Mizore was practically purring as she dozed in and out. Both of them were cuddled up against Tsukune. He smiled at his two lovers, and as he drifted off to sleep some small part of him was looking forward to doing it all again.