Hello one and all, here again with another one-shot. This time we are delving into the world of Highschool DxD and the relationship of Rias Gremory and Raiser Phenex.
Disclaimer – The following is a fan based parody, smut fic with heavy sexual content, for anyone who wishes not to read/is uncomfortable. I do not own Highschool DxD, all rights go to the respective owners.
For anyone still here I hope you enjoy and on with the story.
Behind a Crimson Fire curtain
"For the last time Raiser, I will not marry you", Rias Gremory stood up from the touch along her thigh and kept her gaze firmly away from her fiancé Raiser Phenex, the spectacle under the watch of the members of her peerage as well as her sister-in-law Grayfia Lucifuge.
Her hostile tone did little to remove the cocky smirk from Raiser's face who simply leaned back into the sofa's back rest, his eyes glued to the bodacious figure of his future wife. "So, you have said Rias", Raiser said, "But you know how important this engagement is to the devil race".
Raiser lamented about the significance of their marriage contract, citing the current state of the not so 72 Pillars following the Great War, the low birth rates of pure blood devils and the increasing need of reincarnated servants, facts that all but the newer incarnated devils present were aware of. Raiser spoke further of the expectations of their families, a point that garnered a noticeable grimace from the heiress of Gremory while her fiancé relayed the concerns of her family that she would not marry and the many eyes of the underworld watching to see the contract follow through.
"I know my responsibilities of my house, I'm willing to take a husband", Rias said.
"Good then let's get to the- "
"But it will never be with you Raiser", Rias cut off and turned towards the third son of Phenex. Though this only served to allow the blonde-haired man to stand before the young women, his thumb and index finger lightly tucked under her chin to keep her head raised to meet his eyes, cobalt meeting ocean as the laters friends watched on with ever rising tension.
"You know Rias", Raiser's initially jovial tone changing to a rather low one, "I bear the name of Phenex and I will not have that name disgraced. I came to you despite being in the human world, I can't stand it here", the room getting noticeably warmer as the tall blonde continued.
"I will bring you back to the underworld… even if I have to reduce your servants to ash to do so", the glare on the Gremory heiresses face only got sharper in response.
The peerage of Rias naturally took a hostile approach to this particularly the sole pawn of the group Issei Hyoudou but before things could escalate the 'Strongest Queen' Grayfia stepped in to ensure no physical hostility took place during the meeting.
With a unanimous agreement a clear impossible outcome, Grayfia brought forwards her king and husband, Rias' older brother, the Maou Lucifer Sirzechs Gremory's solution to the problem; a rating game between the two peerages, should Raiser win the marriage would proceed with immediate effect, should Rias win the contract would be annulled.
"I accept the rating game", Rias replied swiftly staring at her soon to be ex-fiancé, "I will blow you away Raiser".
The son of Phenex only laughed at the redhead's proclamation given his highly positive experience in rating games. He proudly presented his full peerage to the younger devils, the arrangement of beautiful women garnering an embarrassing display of jealousy from the Gremory Pawn which Raiser poked fun at with a demonstration of his prowess with women on his Queen Yubelluna. This simple act was enough to provoke the recently incarnated devil to attack the blonde man, but with a single command his Pawn Mira made pitifully short work of the current Red Dragon Emperor.
Before tensions could escalate further Grayfia concluded the meeting to relay back to her husband prompting the peerage of Phenex to depart as well. As the summoning circle activated beneath them and the ring of fire consumed them, no one noticed whether due to tending to the downed Issei or because of the spitting flames that the two kings wordlessly staring at each other until the group had vanished.
X-X-X
Following the morning meeting the school day carried on as normal for the members of the Occult Research Club, though the events of the meeting and the ones set in motion were all they could truly think about. Now late afternoon and school over, Rias had dismissed most of her peerage for the day with only her Queen and best friend Akeno Himejima just to finish filing away any forms and paperwork in regard to time out of school to prepare and compete in the rating game.
Akeno watched as her King and fellow 'Great Lady of Kuoh' as she sorted documents from her desk, the evening sun casting a dark shadow over her as her head was down seeming to be in total focus on the paper before her. Akeno knew how much Rias wanted out of the engagement she was bound to, she knew how much she despised the skirt chasing, flaming pheasant that was her fiancé and she knew the lengths she would go to get out of it even playing a rating game against one of the top young devil players, chances of winning be damned.
This Akeno had known for years.
But more recently… things seemed a little different. Not in any way obvious as the peerages Knight and Rook respectively, Kiba and Koneko didn't seem to note any change but Akeno being as close to Rias as she was, couldn't help but feel something was off the last year.
The marriage ordeal caused Rias much stress, something she hid well from their human classmates and to a lesser extent their neighbouring peerage of Sona Sitri who Akeno would bet anything was more than aware of the brave face Rias kept up. Normally, the peerage King would be with her peerage members whether it be on summoning duties, missions from the underworld or just spending time together, a testament to the love and care Rias gave to each of her servants.
However, more recently Akeno found her friend was spending more time alone, nothing extraordinary but there were times that Rias would dismiss the club earlier than usual, sometimes covering any leftover paperwork herself or to attend a meeting in the underworld which had 'come up last minute'. Of course, they would all follow their Kings command without much question and the following day would arrive, any questions regarding the files/meeting were met with brief or basic answers and everything went back to normal.
But Akeno felt there was more this. Was Rias just dealing with her bottled up emotions in some manner? Was she looking for another way out of her impending engagement? Or was something else entirely going on?
"Why don't you go home Akeno… I can finish the last few here", Akeno was pulled from her inner thoughts by her best friend's voice, though said friend had not moved her gaze from the paper on her desk.
"It's only a few more", Akeno began, "We can get them done between us and then we ca- ", "That won't be necessary", her King interrupted, her eyes finally looking up to her, though Akeno couldn't hold back the internal shiver down her spine at the heavy look in those ocean blue eyes.
"We all have had a busy day today", Rias continued, "I need everyone to be at their best for this rating game, so please… go home and rest… we'll be busy for the next ten days".
The devil/fallen angel hybrid wanted to speak up to her friend, but her words died in her throat as her king's attention was recaptured by the paper before her. Staring a few seconds longer Akeno finally conceded, rising to her feet from the armchair she was sitting in Akeno made her way to the door only stopping to give a soft goodbye before stepping through the door and down the corridor to the building exit. Akeno's final thoughts as she got closer to the exit door were of Rias and the pressure the whole ordeal must be having on her, and her wish that their peerage however small and inexperienced would be enough to free her just as she had freed them.
X-X-X
Rias slumped in her chair with a heavy sigh as she heard the distant bang of the building door close signifying she was finally alone (besides her Dhampir Bishop, though he was at the far end of the clubhouse and probably busy with a client online or one of the many games consoles she had gifted him). Filing away the form in her hand that she had dealt with ages ago in her drawer Rias slowly rose from her chair, moving to the opposite side of her desk, turning to the window to face the descending sun.
She hated the way she spoke to her friends in these times, more like the chess pieces they represented than the family she promised both them and her they would be. She had to fight against the pit of guilt in her stomach as well, a thousand things she knew she should do; come clean with her friends, focus on the upcoming training, stopping… this but her frustration to the recent events had left her in a tense and pent up state and while she would never admit it, especially not to him, it was a good, if annoyingly temporary solution to her problems.
As if on cue, the door behind Rias reopened and the clack of dress shoes on the smooth wooden floor entered the room, the redhead sighing to herself as the door softly closed.
"Raiser was starting to get a little bit impatient Rias", the arrogant voice of the son Phenex sounded in the privacy of the room, "Was beginning to think you were standing me up".
"You had already waited the last few months, I was clearly overestimating your ability to wait just a bit longer", the daughter of Gremory snapped back, still facing away from the blonde man but knew he was probably glaring at her for her comeback, that or he was just staring at her body again, "Or are those harlots you call a peerage not keeping you entertained".
"Still putting up the tough act… despite the fact that who is the one that puts together these little… sessions of ours?", the retort made Rias slightly grimace, but she refused to show any sign of weakness to the man she so despised.
"How many times Rias?", the voice drew closer, the steps having reached the carpet. "How many times this year have you excused yourself from your peerage to come to me, for someone that is so opposed to a union with me…". Rias tried to drown out the voice of the man the moment her family was brought up, her trimmed nails sharply pressed into her palms in an attempted distraction as she heard the steps stop just behind her.
"Very bold statement your pawn made this morning… laying claim to your chastity", the warm breath licked her neck like fire, "But we both know that's not possible", the voice growing ever more mocking with every second to her ever-growing frustration.
"Oh, if only he knew", the voice was now directly next to Rias' ear, "Imagine if they all knew, just what we had been up to". A finger faintly traced the soft skin of Rias' thigh, hovering just below her red school skirt, Rias was telling herself the shiver down her body was one of revile and not anticipation but the longer this twisted game of theirs played out, the shorter any sense of resolve seemed to be. "That goes both ways", she hissed trying her best to ignore the bubbling tension that threatened to burst free, "What happens when our families find out you skipped the wedding before you had your way with me?"
Rias allowed herself the small victory when she felt the looming figure of her fiancé stiffen for a brief moment, even with all his bravado he was smart enough to be cautious of her family and in particular her brother. "And what has stopped you from doing so?", came the cold reply.
"Raiser has never understood this Rias, despite holding all the cards, despite all the supposed resentment of myself and this union, you have let this secret of ours carry on for almost a year", Raiser stared at the lush red hair of the young woman who refused to move her gaze from the window nor answer back which was starting to frustrate him. "All this defiance and resistance to this marriage only to show up at my doorstep like you already reside there".
Only at the mention of their contracted union did Rias finally turn and face her fiancé, eyes shimmering with her family's power of destruction. "I wouldn't be caught dead living under the same roof as you", the Princess of Ruin hissed with unconcealed venom, "And I remember clearly stating the topic of our engagement was not a part of this".
The two young devils stared each other down for several silent moments, emotions like anger, frustration and an underlying sexual tension passed between them as the room they occupied slowly dimmed with the ever-descending sun. Finally breaking the silence, Rias whispered, "So are you just going to stand there and talk, because I have a peerage to train to beat you into the dirt".
Taking a step forward, leaving only a few inches between them Raiser stared down at the redheaded girl, both the object of his desire and the frustration of his life. He thought after all that had happened the past year the heiress of Gremory would be more malleable to the idea of being betrothed to him, yet she somehow remained antagonistic towards both him and the arrangement despite knowing the way these little secret meetings left her, both after and more recently before they began.
Maybe it was that fiery personality that made this whole secret worthwhile to him.
That or being able to secretly screw the great Lucifers sister was something too good to pass up.
"Well if you're so eager" the son of Phenex made a subtle downwards gesture, that Rias easily made out given the way her eyes sharpened at the cocky blonde.
Exhaling through her nose, Rias slowly lowered herself down to a squat; she would never kneel to the man in front of her, coming face to face with the burgundy dress pants and the very clear and prominent imprint on the front. With a calm and fluid motion that could only achieved with several prior experiences, Rias made quick work of the pants belt before wrapping her fingers around the waist band of both Raisers pants and boxers, huffing in her own mind as she pulled the pair of clothes down in one go allowing the more than familiar anatomy of the Phenex to stand proudly at attention, pointing directly between the eyes of Rias.
As much as she hated her fiancés attitude of being god's gift to women, she could not deny that he was very gifted. Ridiculously long, thick as her wrist on top of the man's skill, endurance and virility, Rias hated how she had come to enjoy the thing before her made her just as much as she hated the man it was attached to. Against any lingering thoughts against this, Rias took a firm hold of the girthy base of her fiancés cock, the hard yet smooth skin warmed her palm and fingers by the natural flame of the Phenex as she gave a few small strokes along the base. Tilting her head upwards, Rias placed a soft kiss on the head of the Phenex's length, gaining a small twitch in response, Rias went further her soft lips pressing soft pecks against the skin of the Phenex, enjoying the warmth they gave while trying to ignore the smug expression of the man himself.
As Raiser basked in the feeling of the young woman attending to his cock, he tilted his head towards the heavens and let his mind go back to the day the secret arrangement of theirs began.
X-X-X
Flashback – several months ago
The Gremory residence.
A private party between the houses of Gremory and Phenex for the heiress's 17th birthday.
No peerage members, only family in attendance.
Mother had everyone prepare for the event all week, no time for Raiser to spend with his girls.
Rather boring affair, mother and Ravel are conversing with Lady Gremory and Ms Lucifuge, father with Lord Gremory and Maou Lucifer.
Spot Rias quietly leave through an open door in the corner of the hall, check no one is watching, quickly follow through the door.
Following at a distance down the long hallways, no guards as per the privacy of the party.
They are some distance from the hall by the time Rias comes to a stop, turning to face him.
Rias makes a witty comment about stalking her, Raiser response of ensuring his future wife's safety only serves to sour her already annoyed mood.
More back and forth fly between the two young devils. But it quickly becomes less and less casual as the second's pass.
Sarcasm and wit are swapped for spite and venom. Personal insults, family, threats, everything thrown at each other for what feels like minutes but is only seconds until…
They realise the distance between them.
So passionate in their argument they failed to realise they were now almost chest to chest with one another, alone together in the large corridor, the only sounds being their soft breaths of air.
Raiser obviously had no problems with their new predicament, but it was clear to him Rias was in conflict with herself in her own mind; her hatred for being in such close quarters with him against her devil pride of refusing to show weakness and back away.
All the while the engaged man and woman stared each other down in tense silence, the anger of their converse still showed on their faces.
In the midst of it all, Raiser took the opportunity to gaze upon the young redhead, her frilly blue dress hugging her stunning figure, the tight fit defining her hips, waist and most grabbing of his attention her breasts. The earlier frustration of a lack of private time with his peerage rose back up into his mind.
Then to Raiser's surprise, he looks back up to find Rias checking him out, her eyes like a caught thief quickly looking into his away from his toned chest visible through his open shirt.
Looking at her then, something new was there. The same hostility was obvious but there was as a glimpse of confusion in her eyes, her cheeks had also coloured a light red whether by embarrassment or something else Raiser was not in the right mind to figure it out.
As they continued to stare at each other, the area around them seemed to feel that much hotter (and it wasn't because of the Phenex's flames), breaths got slowly raspier, their fingers and toes twitched, the tension and emotion getting thicker and thicker until…
Snap…
It's all a blur…
Pulling each other into a nearby room, a guest bedroom.
Shoving the young woman against the closing door, she's angry for that but doesn't say anything and he is too frustrated with her to care if she did.
His hands snake through the slits of her dress grasping her waist, he is surprised when she reaches to unbuckle his dress pants.
He pulls her panties down her legs and bundles the silhouette of her dress around her waist, his pants and underwear drop letting his throbbing length spring free.
Before any second thoughts could come in between this, Raiser surged forward, pressing Rias against the door, his left hand grasping her leg to make space for him before thrusting himself in.
Rias let's out a short but loud scream of pain as she buries her face into his shoulder with a white-knuckle grip on his jacket. Raiser is thankful they are some distance from the party.
He doesn't wait. Not for a sign. Not for a sound.
He pulls back slightly, then buries himself back in. And again. And again. And again. The door bangs loudly with every hard movement.
Rias is pressed against him, mewls and groans muffled by his jacket. Soon she starts moving her hips in time with him, the previous anger dying down as the feeling of her warm, tight inside starts to register.
He pulls her off of the door, carrying her in his arms like a groom would a bride. The music of the party plays faintly, still connected they move across the room, a first dance of sorts.
Raiser lays on his back on the bed, looking up at Rias seated back straight on his lap. There are conflicting emotions running through her eyes, but she never moves from where she is.
Finally, a small, slow roll of the hips, a shared groan at the small sensation.
Then another, a bit bigger.
And another a bit bigger, Raisers hands land against a moving hip and thigh atop him, Rias doesn't do anything against it.
A couple more rolls later and Rias lifts her hips and then drops back down, a sharp gasp followed by a small moan passes her lips as she takes him fully back in.
His hands gently guide her. Pressing against her back to arch her forward. She again makes no effort against him, leaning forward with her hands against his chest as support, all the while they stare into each other's eyes.
Rias continues to ride him; Raiser holds her in support. They share grunts and gasps, groans and moans. Whether it is surprise to the situation, some release of pent-up emotion or something else entirely, the two young devils seem to forget all their problems in this moment. This most unexpected of moments.
Neither last too long. It is inexperience against suppression. Eventually, inexperience concedes first, and Raiser is treated to the look of surprise and euphoria marring the features of the Princess of Ruin as she comes undone before him.
He watches as she slumps and falls at his side on the now ruffled sheets of the bed, feeling her deep breaths of air against his neck but he can only stare up at the ceiling in a paralysed like trance at the events that had just took place. Not even the aggressive throbbing between his legs, begging for release could make him move.
Suddenly, he feels a soft grip take a hold of him, it is hesitant but quickly strokes up and down his hard length.
He turns to face Rias watching her own actions with a look of fascination, her eyes flick up to him, but her motion never stops. She has no technique and is simply running her fingers against his hard flesh, but it is enough for Raiser, finally reaching climax as his essence erupts and lands on the bed sheets as well as the Gremory princess's hand.
Both continue to stare at one another, shared feelings of surprise, confusion and relief flow between them for what feels like a moment out of time before the change in the distant music snaps them out of there trance and reminds them where they are right now.
Without a word, Rias pulls herself from atop the bed and awkwardly staggers herself into the bedroom's bathroom. Raiser follows her action, redressing himself before removing the stained bedsheets and burning away the evidence, the smell of smoke also helping to mask the musk and sweat filled odour of the room.
Rias exits the bathroom as quickly as she enters, a surprisingly neutral look is across her face but the silent message she was sending him was clear. After one last check of themselves they went back into the still vacant hallway and made their way back to the party side by side in complete silence.
So not to arouse suspicion, Rias reentered the hall the way they had come while Raiser made his way to another entrance on the other side of the room.
They didn't speak nor look at each other until it was time for the Phenex family to bid farewell and depart.
When asked where he was, Raiser quickly made the excuse of chasing the skirt of one of the few working maids in attendance.
The disapproving look of his mother was more than worth it.
…
A week passes.
The events of the night where all Raiser could think about, for both what it was and what it could be.
Everything from Rias's feelings to their engagement to the response of her family if she told them had been flying through his mind like a swarm of angry wasps. Even several group sessions with his peerage weren't enough to take his mind off of it.
Imagine his surprise when the woman in question appeared one night in his private study, it was there where she stated her terms that lead up to the story today…
She wasn't telling her family, but she still had no desire to marry him.
So long as the marriage was not a topic of discussion… she would choose the where and when.
And at that time…
When seemed to be then, and where was there as she started unbuttoning her blouse.
X-X-X
Raisers trip down memory lane was abruptly ended as he groaned at the warm, wet sensation that grasped his cock. Looking down he was met with the cheeky gaze of the Great Lady of Kuoh as her lips wrapped around the first few inches of his shaft, a pleasurable tingle running through his body at the feeling of teasing licks along and around his cockhead. Raiser breathed through his nose to save face as he watched the beautiful redhead take him in deeper, the soft lips rubbing against his dick while the flickering tongue swabbed against every inhaled inch wetting it with spittle, all the while the woman held Raiser's gaze with the cockiness never leaving her eyes.
Stopping at around halfway, Rias began to lazily bob her head back and forth along the length, pulling back one or two inches before pushing forwards but never going over the spittle marked halfway point before repeating. She set a steady and relaxed pace for herself, allowed her eyes to close and hummed along the shaft giving off vibrations along with occasional lazy flick of her tongue along the sensitive underside of the cock that garnered small, frustrated groans from the man standing before her.
Raiser knew what Rias was up to and could respect it if it didn't annoy him. He had much prior experience to know Rias was not the hesitant prude she was when he originally suggested spicing up their meet ups with a bit of foreplay, meaning she was looking to use his earlier impatience to get a rise out of him for her amusement. This was one of the more surprising aspects of this arrangement between the two, in that however unintentional they had learnt more about each other in this one year of secrecy than the entire period of their engagement, most notably ways for them to get under each other's skin.
Temptation to wrestle full control of their activity was high but Raiser knew it would only result in another shouting match and prolong things even further (which he betted Rias was counting on). Instead, Raiser decided to meet fire with fire, his right hand moved to gently caress the cheek of the the Gremory heiress. A simple and harmless gesture but one with the desired effect for the blonde man as he was met with a look of annoyance from the reopened pools of blue glaring back at him.
Despite the clear distain for the affectionate motion, Rias unconsciously leaned into the warm touch of the Phenex while the man's penis remained within her mouth held at that halfway point. Rias knew this was all a part of the game the two had found themselves playing and privately cursed herself for conceding too easily to the man she should be hating. With a small huff Rias finally pushed her head past the halfway, travelling further along the hard length before the familiar feeling of the mushroom like tip pressing against the back of her throat garnered a small gag as her lips landed against the tan, hairless pelvis of her fiancé.
Rias held herself there for several seconds, the ever-throbbing length twitched and rubbed against the insides of her cheeks, taking up so much space that she has to divert all breathing to her nose. She then pulled back several inches before aggressively shoving herself back against the man's groin, back and forth, ignoring the flashes of discomfort at the back of her mouth, humming and wrapping her tongue around the fleshy staff with a determination to bring her fiancé to humiliatingly quick climax.
Raiser had a look of amusement across his face at the redheads' efforts against him, though it took much willpower to keep a straight face with the pleasurable feeling along his shaft. While she lacked the skill and technique of some of his other lovers, Rias made up for it with a seemingly infinite determination and passion that always surprised the son of Phenex given the apparent distain the young women had for him. Nevertheless, he was content to watch the Gremory princess do her work, wishing to drag this much anticipated meeting out for his enjoyment.
The scene lasted for several long minutes within the square room as it slowly dimmed with the ever-disappearing sun, only a few streaks of orange light giving enough visibility for the occupants needs. The only sounds were muffled slurps and gags with the occasional grunt as the pair of devils went about their private activity.
The beautiful face of Rias Gremory; usually perfect with a smile and twinkle in the eye was at that moment marred with spit as she aggressively face-fucked herself along the phallus of her fellow devil, doing her best to ignore everything else from the cramp in her legs from holding the squat position for so long, to the bruising sensation in the back of her throat where the hard tip had poked her again and again, to the wetness on her chest from the drool dripping off her chin and covering her well-kept school blouse in wet stains.
Rias Gremory ignored it all, focusing solely on the incredible prick that was only ruined by belonging to an actual prick.
Her lips hugged and suckled the warm, hard skin. Her tongue flicked and rubbed against the trailing veins and poked out her mouth to lick the heavy balls that smacked against her chin. Her mouth coiled tightly around the long length like a vacuum, gripping the ever-twitching behemoth in a vice she refused to let it escape.
So focused on her actions was Rias that she only came to a stop thanks to the large palm slapping against her forehead with fingertips gently pressing along her scalp, holding her head in place with almost the whole shaft in her mouth. Rias only tilted her eyes up to the face of the Phenex, who looked as smug as ever with the only sign of change being a notable deeper breathing, showing off the playboy's experience.
With her head now still, Rias now fully felt the twitching inside of her mouth, so violently it was practically bouncing from one side of her cheeks to the other. Knowing what was coming, Rias could only scrunch her eyes into a scowl at the blonde before the first rope shot out against the back of her throat. Rias instinctively swallowed the thick liquid just as the second came, spraying like a fire hose, landing along her tongue and the insides of her cheeks, ignoring the taste she had become accustomed to this last year, she drank every new spurt all while showing her displeasure to the smug, blonde bastard.
Finally finished, Raiser took his sweet time withdrawing from the warmth of Rias's mouth, enjoying the feeling of her smooth tongue rubbing his underside before he exited with an audible pop, the few white droplets smearing her lips only added to his amusement and excitement as he became fully rigid once again much to his fiancés displeasure.
Shaking off the hold on her head, Rias stood back to her full height, doing her best to ignore the hard tool pointing at her stomach, she stared at the Phenex with as much fire as she could muster given her current appearance, "You had better make this worth my while", she challenged.
Rather than respond verbally, Raiser grasped the thin material covering the redhead's hefty bosom, pulling the blouse apart earning a surprised gasp from the woman as buttons clattered and scattered across the floor. His attention however was taken by the pale skin of the young woman's busty chest tightly covered by her lacy, white bra, flesh jiggling slightly with every breath she took, small beads of sweat running down leaving wet trails that his eyes lustfully followed as they seeped into the bulging cups as well as the small indents of her nipples poking the fabric.
Grabbing her shoulders , Raiser spun Rias around before pulling her towards him, so her back was pressed against his chest, other than a slight hiss at the sudden rough handling the Gremory princess gave no resistance to the action of the Phenex. Snaking his hands across his bride to be's figure until finally resting on her breasts, Raiser took a moment to bask in the desired feel of the woman's bust, a feeling he had only gotten to experience recently, even with the many at his beck and call, this was the one that was always on his mind since that night.
His daze was abruptly lifted with the the woman in his arms moving against him, not enough to shake his hold but a clear sign she didn't want to be there any longer than needed. Rather than voice his displeasure with her attitude, Raiser simply resumed their little activity, to remind Rias why she kept arranging these little meet ups.
Rias tried her hardest to keep her mouth shut as not to make a sound as the pig pressing on her fondled away at her breasts. The last few months spent integrating Issei and Asia into her peerage had fogged her memories of the times she had spent with the Phenex but just a few caresses and gropes were enough for those memories to become clear, reminding her how skilled the blonde was with his hands. The brassiere straps slipped from her shoulders and the cups were pulled down as her breasts were now on full display, tinted orange from the setting sun as the strong hands squeezed and rubbed all over her soft skin.
"Hmph", Rias let out a small squeak at a thumb flicking against her sensitive nipple, an action the offender was more than happy to repeat as the warm fingers covered the tips of her chest, circling her areoles, pressing and flicking her ever stiff nipples. All the while Rias grit her teeth painfully as to not amuse the man with any sort of reaction, while at the same time putting up with the burning presence of the Phenex's rigid cock pressing against her inner thighs like a hot branding iron.
Getting bored and a bit frustrated at the continued lack of reaction from his future wife, Raiser moved to his next destination on his bride's body. While his left-hand continued toying with its occupied tit, his right trailed down past the redhead's midsection before pressing in between her slightly quivering thighs. The gasp that sounded from the formerly tight-lipped mouth noted Rias's realisation of what was coming next but didn't stop Raiser's descent, up the past the red skirt as his fingers laid the first brushes against her covered, dampening mound.
"Hah…ah! Mmfph", Rias couldn't close her mouth fast enough to stop the cry of pleasure escaping her throat as strong fingers rubbed against her covered slit, warmth licking against her screaming nerves as she used any remaining willpower to keep up this front, her hand clutching around the attacking limb in futile defiance.
It mattered little as her panties were pulled aside and the long index and middle fingers made way into her depth's, striking sweet spots with practiced ease as they disappeared up to the knuckle within Rias who could only scream in surprised euphoria, eyes rolling into the back of her head with small tears starting to roll down her face, body almost convulsing with every throbbing pulse of her lower lips now painfully spread apart by the invading fingers, still teasingly wiggling inside her against her erogenous zones to prolong her sudden high. Neither had noticed Rias' nails had pierced the skin of the wrist she had gripped, not that it mattered as the legendary Phenex flame quickly repaired the damage as easily as blowing away a bug.
After several minutes of stillness, Raiser began the slow process of removing his fingers, making sure he caught every hiccup and whimper from the Princess of Ruin at every poke or rub against her sensitive passage. Once he was removed from inside her, Rias slumped with only the blonde man's hold on her body keeping her upright, legs like jelly, eyes blurry with tears, sweat forming on her forehead, clothes torn and ruffled, no words were necessary for wet mess between her legs, Rias knew without looking in a mirror her current image did not reflect her as the proud heiress of the Gremory or the Great Lady of Kuoh.
Right now, she looked how she imagined one of the Phenex's trophy girls looked. Something she had been fighting to not become for so long.
Yet here she was.
In the arms of a man she should be planning to blast into pieces in front of the underworld. The same man her friends were preparing to fight on her behalf.
"Imagine if they all knew, just what we had been up to", the Phenex's earlier words. Playing in her mind only added to her self-pity.
Rias' humiliation only worsened when she was presented with the soaked hand of the man pressing behind her, a feeling made worse at the small whine she let escape at the squeeze of her still held left tit. "All the strength in the underworld cannot hide the real you", that sickly, sweet voice in her ear as hot breath against her skin made her shiver. "Raiser was going to go easy on you for the sake of the Rating Game, but now you have pushed him, and he will now push back".
True to his word, Rias was sent forwards with a small shove. One that would have sent her tripping over her shaky legs and face first into her desk had her hands not landed on the smooth wooden in time to catch her. Still slightly trembling from her earlier climax, Rias could only gingerly turn herself around to face the blonde man who was once more standing almost chest to chest with her, only now with his dress shoes, pants and boxers in a pile on the carpet leaving his tanned and toned lower half bare.
No longer waiting, Raiser went on the attack, kneeling on one knee to come to eye level with the Kuoh High students skirt, he wasted no time reaching and tugging the girl's soaked, lacy, white thong down her legs and leaving her weeping slit on full display. Rather than stop and admire the view before him, Raiser moved his head between her legs, using his hands to keep the plump thighs apart allowing him to take a long, slow lick from bottom to top of the dripping opening, garnering the desired response as the woman let loose a gasping moan, something Raiser was looking to squeeze more out from her.
Rias no longer having the strength to fight against Raiser, was now fighting to not collapse off of the desk. Halfway between sitting and leaning on the smooth, wooden top, Rias panted deeply, shaking slightly with every stroke of the warm tongue lapping at the sensitive pussy, a gasp or moan escaped her for every flick her budding clit took. At the mercy of the blonde, Rias could only try to imagine someone, anyone in place of him. Mind swimming through the sea of faces, classmates, strangers on the street, friends and acquaintances whether she sat down with them or just passed by. Any of them just to get the current picture taken away.
But all she could come back to was current sensation between her legs that she was trying to tell herself she hated. Every touch sent a jolt of pleasure through her body that she hated as to how much she responded to it.
Finally, her mind landed on the face of her pawn. Issei. A silly boy with a silly dream who just so happened to be the current host to one of the most powerful beings in existence. That was the reason he was resurrected and brought into her family, to be powerful and to break her engagement. But despite his perverted nature and goofball antics he had become a shining piece of her peerage and she would not want him any other way.
Her mind plays back the night before, appearing in his room, asking him to take her virginity (that part stings a little). It stops just as Issei holds her in his arms and Rias is left wondering what would have happened had Grayfia not appeared seconds later. Would she and Issei have gone through with it? Would she have been able to use it to end all of this? Would she have been able to find actual love?
"Would Issei be as good as this?", a small voice in her head asked.
"Ah… hah… ah", Rias' thoughts were cut short as she started to cry out due to the probing tongue of her Fiancée tunnelling into her lower passage. Still sensitive from earlier and tiring from the continuing actions of the man, Rias could do little as the appendage burrowed inside her, pushing to her deepest and sweetest spots, bringing her closer and closer to a second high she knew her body wasn't ready for.
Looking down to the man between her thighs Rias noticed the Phenex was no longer looking at her, his eyes seemingly fixed on her body rather than her face. His head was so buried between her legs that only the top half was visible to her, she jolted slightly at the feeling of his lip pressing on her throbbing clit while his strong tongue rubbed along every inch of her folds. She also realised his hands had moved from her thighs to her hips though only a light touch, but her body was refusing to listen to her brain's signals to shake him off. In the end, all she could do was stay still, watching the ministrations of the man who she should be hating.
Several minutes passed by. Unlike the suddenness of last time, Rias felt the budding pressure building, her breathing was getting quicker by the minute, the flashes of pleasure at every swipe at her insides, every brush of hot air on her clit was making her crossed eyed and she had long stopped trying to hold back her voice as gasps, groans and moans came one after another. But all the while, he would not look at her and for some reason it was nagging her. Any other time, the constant leer of the blonde made the young woman's skin crawl but right now she felt like something was wrong because of the lack of eye contact he was giving her.
As lick after lick along her ever-quivering passage brought her closer and closer to an oddly anticipated finale, Rias instinctively pressed her thighs against the head of the Phenex as more thrusts from the attentive tongue flicked at her ever-wetting walls. Every second it was drawing nearer, and Rias could only breath faster and faster until just before becoming undone, with a shaky voice could only utter, "R r r r… Raiser".
Only then did those strong, cobalt eyes look up to her. And then Rias couldn't hold on.
Throwing her head back, she let loose a wail of relief and euphoria at the ceiling of the dimming room, legs shaking in the soft grip of the blonde who remained where he was even at the dam bursting between her thighs, wetting him, her and the wood of both the desk and the floor though it luckily does not reach the carpet. Eventually, Rias subsided and sprawled on the wooden top, taking in big gulps of air and trying to regulate her breathing.
A minute or so passes but for Rias it feels longer laying there staring at the ceiling when she is suddenly pulled up from the desk and lifted into a bridal carry. Unconsciously curling into the warm chest, she was pressing against and the soft hold on her thighs and between her shoulder blades, Rias did not object to the short carry across the room before being gently placed on one of the larger sofas in the middle of the room, leaned against the arm as a weight set down next to her.
As Rias got her breathing under control, she turned to look next to her where Raiser now sat, his bare muscular physique on full display, leaning back against the leather cushions of the backseat, arms resting along the smooth wooden frame. And finally, his face. No typical smugness or leer was there, instead he was just watching… waiting for her. All in all, the picture-perfect display of calm… besides the ever-catching view of his manhood standing proudly at attention.
For several moments the two stayed this way, Rias gradually getting her breathing back under control while her eyes kept darting between the two parts of the man in front of her: his ever-blank face and his ever-hard dick, the latter becoming more difficult to look away from as even after two large climaxes, Rias felt the warm tingling sensation between her thighs returning, unconsciously one of her hands reaching down to rub her sensitive folds, something she was surprised the blonde before her didn't look down to see.
Knowing her fingers wouldn't be enough and getting frustrated by her fiancé's stillness, Rias pulled herself upward, removing what clothing remained on her body before moving across the sofa to the Phenex who simply followed her movement from his seating. Swinging a leg over the blonde man's lap, Rias hovered over the man's pointed phallus. Taking her now wet fingers, she brushed them against the round head, rubbing the tip, stroking the shaft, never breaking eye contact with the Phenex who continued to sit there in that same relaxed position.
Finally, Rias held the the length before steadily dropping down. A small grunt escaped her when the head parted and pushed past her labia and through her vulva, but her earlier wetness allowed for little discomfort as she lowered herself further down. Lower and lower she went until she pressed against Raiser's lap as she took him all in, a moan sounded at the feeling of her cervix being slightly parted, her walls stretching to accommodate the thick girth. Rias rolled her hips in circular and back and forth motions to relieve any discomfort, she panted slightly at the rubs of the thick appendage against her slick passage. Her hands instinctively found themselves on the blondes, tan shoulders to balance herself as well as feeling the gentle touch of his hands on her hips keeping her aligned.
Feeling the discomfort pass, Rias immediately raised herself before dropping back down, a moan let loose at the feeling of the hard tip parting her cervix. Using her grip on the strong shoulders, she lifted herself again until just the tip was present inside her and dropped again, a louder moan sounding at the hard reentry. As Rias bounced herself more and more, picking up speed, her body shaking with every motion yet even with her bountiful chest swaying in front of him, Raiser's gaze with fixed on Rias' face, something Rias found herself feeling surprisingly flush towards but held the stare down as well as her bodies movement going.
A particularly sweet rub of her special areas sent Rias mewling into Raiser's warm body as the movement of her hips grew faster and harder with the sound of wet skin slapping getting louder in the box room. Warmth spread across her body; from her breasts pressed against the hard pectorals, to her soft behind in the caress of warm hands and most of all, the hot dick she rode setting her insides alight. What was supposed to be another quick tango and leave between the two had become something more and Rias' mind was struggling to find a solid feeling to the situation while her body continued to bask in the pleasurable sensations of the moment.
Turning her head towards the source of warm breath tickling her skin, Rias was now inches away from the face of the Phenex. In any other scenario, Rias would be spitting in the eyes of the blonde man without a second thought. But in this embrace, where thoughts of marriage, family and the upcoming conflict between the two devils had all but slipped away, Rias could only stare back at the man who despite a nauseating personality, she could not deny was not that bad to look at.
So distracted by the confused emotions was Rias that she hadn't noticed how close she had come to Raiser. Coming within inches of space between their lips before being snapped out of her trance by the swinging motion of her landing against the leather cushion of the couch with Raiser looming over her.
Upon realisation of her near first kiss, Rias became red with embarrassment as she tried to look anywhere but at the man above her. The pleasure of the round tip once again pressing against her proved her body was not on the same wavelength as her mind as the sensations coursed through her with every motion. Instinctively, her hands returned to those strong shoulders while her thighs loosely hugged the drilling hips that drove in between her legs.
With her vision mostly taken by the tanned upper body that caged her, Rias was taken by the feeling of the moment, which with their new position was much greater as dives into her depths became harder and deeper, the wet slaps grew louder and Rias could only lie there moaning into the coming night as wave after wave crashed into her, slowly drowning in the feelings once again.
By now Rias felt the familiar pressure build up in her stomach and judging by the increasing speed and intensity of the Phenex's thrusts he was not to far behind. Rocking herself in time with every entry and exit, the slight jolts of her nerve's being rubbed against brought it closer and closer until finally, Rias held herself against the one she hated above all else like he was the most important person in the world, groaning her release against him while he got faster and harder, almost animalistic grunting sounding in her ear.
Eyes blurry from her climax, Rias could barely make out the figure pulling away from her but she felt the warmth that enveloped her soon after.
Meanwhile, Raiser breathing slowly steadying, simply looked upon the image before him, one that he would keep in his memories for ages to come. Rias Gremory. The Princess of Ruin. Sister of the Maou Lucifer. Heiress of Gremory. His bride to be.
A hot and breathy mess. Face and breasts glazed in his essence with a small white trail dripping down to her belly button, while it would have been better to finish inside, even with the low birth rate he would not risk the potential of both his or the Gremory family. No angry glare or snappy quips directed his way. Just a far away look with an occasional whining sound passing her breath. A rather familiar sight to him, a sight that told him exactly what he wanted to see.
Raiser would have loved to think this is the moment Rias was now his, but he knew better than to underestimate the woman and her drive, he could leave her in a cock-drunk state from now until the day of the Rating Game and he knew she would be still fighting him. Hence his will to keep things as smooth as possible; as tempting as it was to take the redheads first kiss he knew it would be so much better at the altar, when he had defeated her peerage and proved he was the best choice to be her husband.
So instead Raiser left it the same way they always did; leaving without speaking a word. Moving to his discarded jacket he retrieved a handkerchief from his pocket and cleaned his genital area of the remaining fluids of the pair, blending them together as a result. Dropping it in a crumpled mess on the table in the middle of the room before redressing himself, Raiser moved to an open space in the room as the summoning circle of the Phenex light up the darkening room with its flames. Raiser took one last look at his soon to be wife before both he and the flames vanished from the room.
X-X-X
Rias slowly pulled herself up right as the Phenex left, with a still look on her face she steadily pulled herself to her feet and made her way with a small limp towards her desk. Opening a cabinet, she brought out a scented candle and match, carrying it to the table she lit it and breathed deeply in the hope the smell of Sakura blossom would mask the sweat and musk stinking the air.
Staring at the flame for several minutes, Rias processed what had just took place, how she told herself that this would be the last time, how she would stand above him and say she would best him. How it had all had fallen apart, how he had taken control. How she had given in to it. How she almost kis-.
She broke the train of thought there, a slight sickly taste in the back of her throat. She tried to distract herself with plans for the Rating Game, having studied the son of Phenex's previous matches she knew his habits and patterns, something she intended to take advantage of.
She imagined her peerage, her friends and family, blowing through the ranks. Akeno with her lightning. Koneko with her strength. Kiba with his blades. Issei… probably tearing every strip of clothing off of their bodies.
Then finally confronting Raiser. Ending it all. Leaping into his arms. Wait what. Wrestling each others clothes off. No…this isn't. Riding him like there was no tomorrow. No that's not ho-. Being his woman. I would never. Being his wife. I will nev-. Being the mother of his childr-.
STOP.
Rias' breathing was shaky as the image broke away from her mind. Slowly collecting herself, she realised how dark the room had become and seeing how late into the day it was made her move if only to avoid any suspicion from her peerage.
Steadily moving around the room, only stopping briefly to use a small amount of destruction energy to reduce her fiancés leaving gift to dust, Rias made it to the club room shower.
With her inner thoughts still plaguing her and uncertainty creeping into the back of her mind, Rias Gremory sighed deeply as she stepped into the shower and drew the curtain.
Fin
And scene. If you have made it to the end, I thank you for reading. This was both fun and a pain to write up but I hope it was at least entertaining. As always I thank you for time and hope you stick around for the next story. Take care one and all.