Here I was, thinking to myself that I should shorten the chapters a bit so I could get them out faster.
None of that worked, so maybe next time?
Sorry it took so long, but for those of you looking forward to the Kalawarner lemon, you should look down instead.
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There's a lot of Kala in this chapter.
Like a lot.
"Alright, so Lesson 1 is; be selfish!"
"... Is Kala a sub?"
"Kala's a switch, but yeah, a little more M than S. A lot of Fallen can adapt to their partner like that to some degree, after all, we invented S&M."
"That's something you wouldn't read in a history book."
"Not in an interesting one, anyways. Back on topic, Kala usually won't set the pace unless she thinks you'd prefer that, because she's really selfless and it makes her bad at asking for things. She'll take control and domme if you ask, but you're a top so that's not as relevant."
"Okay, so if I think she wants something I should bully her into asking?"
"That's Lesson 2… hey, have you been peeking at the lesson plan?"
"No time, too busy looking at you. The glasses really suit you."
"Thanks! Anyways, what was I saying… oh yeah, Lesson 3 is Kala-kinks!"
"This is why private lessons are so much fun."
"If you think that's fun, just wait til the lesson is over."
"Ray-sensei, is that the part where I get to take your clothes off?"
"You do mine and I'll do yours~"
…
"Oh wait! I take that back, Kala-kinks is Lesson 4! Lesson 3 is don't lay your cheek on her boobs!"
"... Okay, I'm curious enough to put off the sexy talk."
"No seriously, this is important! I don't care how naked they are, I don't care what kind of mess you've made on them! By the way. Kala really likes it when you make a mess on her boobs! Anyways! If you lay your cheek on Kala's boobs, and you're even the tiniest bit comfy you'll fall asleep in a second! She has the most relaxing bosom in all the Nine Realms!"
"... Wait, aren't we Biblical instead of Norse?"
"Not the point! Don't rest on Kala's chest! Say it with me!"
""Don't rest on Kala's chest!""
"Unless you're going for a marathon session! Napping on Kala's chest is the most efficient way to recharge quickly!"
"... Noted."
After Kala and Yuuji had finished making out once he'd asked her out, Raynare had dragged him away, pretty much as soon as her hair had dried, to talk about important Kala things.
After all, she wanted Kala to enjoy tomorrow as much as she possibly could, she deserved it!
Also, since she was doing a 'lesson' it was the perfect opportunity to magic up one of those teacher outfits, and no wonder Kala liked her work clothes so much, she felt sooo sexy dressed like that!
… Yuuji liked it too, so that was a win, and she'd ended up showering with him after the extracurricular quickie so she felt extra clean!
Slipping back into the room she shared with Kala and Asia (they all had their own rooms, but they'd naturally migrated to Kala's within the first day), Raynare concluded that the day could in fact get better.
Because the first thing she saw was Kala's butt, currently making a pair of blue jeans look very, very good.
Kalawarner, lying stomach-down on the large bed, lowered her book and turned her head, a calm, affectionate smile upon her lips.
"Ah, welcome back, Raynare. Did you and Yuuji-sama enjoy your morning?"
"Yep!" Raynare chirped, bouncing over to the bed. "It was super important and super serious but lot's of fun anyways!"
"Oh?" One fine eyebrow quirked, and Raynare grinned wider as she hopped onto the bed.
It was one thing that Kala, Yuuji, and Asia all had in common that she really liked.
When you talked to them, they focussed on you and just you, super easy way to make a girl feel special!
… Yuuji was subtle about it though because Yuuji was a tsun.
Rather than answer immediately, Raynare gently seated herself down on Kalawarner's lower back, gathering up her long blue hair and draping it over one shoulder, out of the way.
Raynare began quietly massaged Kalawarner's back, which Kala liked because she was good at it and cuz Kala was a little tense right now, and Raynare enjoyed because she liked touching Kala, doing nice things for Kala, and the texture of Kala's thin black turtleneck.
It was one of those 'everyone wins' sort of deals.
"So anyways, turns out that talking about a lover's kinks with another lover is a massive turn-on for me." Raynare commented abruptly.
"... How specific." Kalawarner chuckled, picking her book back up as they got comfortable.
"Yeah, I think it might be one of those 'niche fetishes' humans talk about."
Fallen Angels didn't really have 'niche fetishes', because all Fallen Angels were kinky by human standards.
"And speaking of kinks, indulge me, Kala!"
"... Yes?" The book dipped.
"Now we're gonna talk about stuff Yuuji likes!"
… Wow, and she thought Kala was paying attention before!
The Poison of Paradox.
That was what he'd come to refer to the 'power' of Rakshasa Divine, after his last meeting with Ajuka Beelzebub.
Well, he'd mostly begun to refer to that because Rias had wanted him to name it, but it did help categorize things and made the woman who was both his King and big sister smile, so Kiba couldn't say he minded.
… He supposed it was objectively a bit of a nasty weapon, Rakshasa Divine.
'Poison of Paradox' referred to the effect it had on the target's body, when he cut them with the blade.
Well, the effect other than being a sharp sword that he'd just cut someone with.
Against a Devil, Holy Energy would infect their wound and attempt to 'synchronize' with their bodies natural energy… which was Demonic in nature.
The Demonic Energy would attack it, just as if the body was repelling a sickness, but in that time the Holy Energy would rapidly spread, increasing the amount of infected area even as it was expelled.
The larger the wound, the larger the infected area, it was discovered, after observing Kiba in the field wielding it against a marauding Stray. Beelzebub had hypothesized that with enough damage from Rakshasa Divine, the victim's aura would lose the ability to determine if it should be Holy or Demonic in nature, and the two conflicting forces would tear each other to pieces trying to 'fix' themselves.
A body that was simultaneously Holy and Demonic was an impossibility, a paradox that could not be allowed to exist.
Against a Holy being the process was likely the same (given the Fallen he'd killed with it when Kokabiel attacked Kuoh), but against something neither Holy nor Demonic…
Well, it was a really sharp sword, so he could make that work too.
While making notes, Beelzebub had observed with some interest that the physical 'signs' of Rakshasa Divine's effect on a living target looked an awful lot like the Power or Destruction.
Kiba had been rather proud of that, and not just because of how overjoyed Rias was to have another connection with her darling Knight.
A Knight's sword was for his King, and to Kiba, it made perfect sense that the Knight's sword be an echo of his King's power.
Though, there was one thing he'd… well, it didn't really bother him to be honest, but Rias had been worried and he hadn't cared for that very much.
He, Kiba Yuuto, was an exception to an earlier mentioned rule.
He was both Holy and Demonic, though, perhaps it was due to roughly 15% of his magical signature being Holy in nature that he'd shown no adverse effects as of yet.
He was in no danger, and the energy balance seemed stable… as things stood.
There was simply no precedent to say otherwise, and so his room at the Gremory estate now had a small scanning device in his bedside drawer that would scan his aura, one he was sternly ordered to use every morning and every evening by his King.
At first it had just been his wings, the bat-like pinions of a Devil now white as snow, but he had also noticed that his hair was a bit of a lighter blonde than before.
… Kind of hoped his hair wouldn't turn completely white, even if it meant he would match Koneko.
That was entirely because, in his personal experience, unlike Koneko who was awesome, guys with white hair were assholes.
Existential threats to his well-mannered upbringing aside, he wasn't worried at all about being partially Holy. After all, Kiba Yuuto would never, ever fear what Raksha Divine brought with it.
Because it was the sword he made with his first family, on behalf of his second.
It was their bond, their trust, their memory made solid.
He supposed it was similar to Yuuji in a way; he too wielded a 'Memoir'.
The sword he cherished above all others.
Rakshasa Divine, was a study of contradictions, as monstrous as it was lovely.
But to Kiba Yuuto, nothing about Raksha Divine could be anything less than beautiful.
"Asia-chan! Conditions critical, I need you to hug Kala ASAP!" Raynare declared loudly, the second the small blonde entered the room.
"I don't know what ASAP means!" Asia yelled back, even as she crossed the room and flung her arms around Kala in a manner that certainly qualified as ASAP.
Raynare pointed her finger at Kala with a smug grin, the other resting on her hip.
"Aha! How's that!? Feeling better, Kala-chan!?"
"... Yes, I believe I am." Kalawarner nodded, cheeks a touch red from embarrassment, even as she smoothly pulled the clinging Asia into her lap as if it was just the thing to do.
"... Better?" Asia said suddenly. "Does that mean Kala-san wasn't feeling well before?"
Kalawarner averted her gaze with a look of dismay as soulful, searching emerald eyes stared up at her.
"Ah… that is, well, you see…"
"Kala, you should tell her." Raynare told her, serious for the first time. "You're just gonna beat yourself up about it otherwise, and then a little part of you is going to feel guilty the whole time tomorrow."
"... Ohhhh, Kala-san is gonna have sex with Yuuji and she's feeling guilty because she's doing it with him before me." Asia stated knowingly, nodding slowly.
The two Fallen Angels froze, staring at her in surprise.
"What, do you think I don't know what sex is?" Asia huffed, crossing her arms petulantly. "Well you should, because I don't!"
"... Eh?"
Raynare managed to get out.
"... Hmm, so maybe I'm not that bad, I know how sex works and I've definitely figured out that you can do it for reasons other than making babies since no one's gotten pregnant." Asia's smile turned uncharacteristically sly. "Especially since I know you two can't get each other pregnant."
The two Fallen blushed.
They of course had been careful and considerate enough not to get too handsy with one another while she was in the room, but there were signs that they did that sort of thing elsewhere (mostly Raynare's bedroom) if you knew what to look for.
They'd just never expected that Asia knew what to look for.
"You know, Raynare, Kalawarner… you two are the first people I've ever cuddled, as far as I know." Asia began solemnly. "So I was... barely ready to try kissing on the first date, let alone anything else."
Kalawarner's embrace grew more insistent as the expressions of both Fallen fell, and Raynare crossed the room quietly to wrap her arms around Asia as well.
"But I don't think it's fair to make Kala-san wait, and honestly, I'd be a little angry if you did." Asia continued, twisting to frown gently at the blue-haired woman. "It's just like Akeno-san keeps telling us, you know, the other girls in the h-harem? It's not a race, or a contest. We should be honest about what we want, but we're in this together."
Asia smiled then. "So I'm not going to force myself to try something I'm not ready for, and Yuuji-san doesn't mind. But that doesn't mean you should force yourself not to do something you want, and Yuuji-san wants as well."
"... Asia." Kalawarner began, looking at her with some surprise.
"Nope. You love Yuuji-san and you've been waiting for Raynare and I to sort out our feelings for way longer than it took to sort out yours. Like I said, you want this, Yuuji-san wants this, and both Ray-chan and I want you to be happy just as much as you want us to be happy."
"She's right, Kala." Raynare began, smiling fondly at Asia before lifting her head to meet Kalawarner's eyes. "You take such good care of us that I think sometimes you forget that we want to take care of you as well."
"I didn't mean…"
"Yeah, we know. You're just the type who's super selfless and feels bad asking for anything for yourself."
"Yep, so give yourself a chance to be happy, Kala-san." Asia told her, though she was aware that she wasn't very good at being honest with her desires either.
Well, Kala-san had given her a nudge when she needed it, despite being the same, so turning it around seemed okay.
"... Very well. Thank you, both of you." Kalawarner said, the warm smile on the thin, but inviting curve of her lips happily returned.
For a while, they simply took joy in the presence and warmth of one another, until Asia's eyes flitted towards the clock on the wall and widened.
"Oops! Pardon me, I have to go see Akeno-san!" Asia said hurriedly, squirming free of the Fallen's embrace.
"Akeno-san?"
Asia bustled over to the bathroom as she spoke, fetching her towel and other bath-time sundries.
"Mhm, she wanted to talk to me about… well, kinda this but me?" Asia said hesitantly, not really meeting anyone's gaze.
"Kind of this… but you?"
Raynare tilted her head.
"Ah, I see." Kalawarner nodded, shooting Raynare a meaningful glance.
"Oh! Ohhh…" Raynare nodded.
Asia wasn't really paying attention in her hurry, but paused with one hand on the door knob as Kalawarner spoke up gently.
"Asia-chan, would you mind telling Akeno that Raynare and I are available, if needed? She'll understand what I mean, I believe."
"O-okay?"
Asia looked confused, but nodded before hustling out the door.
"... I'll admit, it was not something I had considered before now. It seems Akeno-san was ahead of the curve, fitting of the future head wife I suppose."
"Yeah, well I guess we were both… y'know, experienced when we first met up." Raynare began.
"Indeed. And speaking of experience…"
"Ahh~, w-where do you think you're touching?"
"... You mean I can't?"
"... I didn't say that."
"Here, let me wash your back."
"Y-yes please."
Akeno began to hum softly as she did, smiling as she felt the tension begin to slowly leave the slim white back she was lathering with soap.
Most of them took it a bit for granted, and she supposed she was no better, but, among the girls Asia was the only one not entirely comfortable with being naked around the others.
Even Koneko didn't view it as a big deal, and she was the one who was the most private and needed the most space.
Well, she and Rias had had a lot more time to influence things there.
Akeno also didn't think that being uncomfortable with casual nudity was wrong or anything like that, even if it would make Asia a bit of an outlier.
It was just that she had the sneaking suspicion that Asia wasn't comfortable with any sort of nudity, and she suspected that that was in part that she wasn't comfortable with her own body.
Which she could understand to a degree… It was true that compared to the other girl's, Asia did have small boobs, and those often tended to be the focus for any self-critique among girls (other girls, she'd never had that problem).
They weren't actually that small, it's just that the other girl's were huge… she should know, since she had the biggest rack out of everyone.
Asia also had green eyes that glittered like emerald's, hair like woven gold, a delicate face that found the perfect balance between 'innocent' and 'feminine', and smooth, flawless skin that reminded Akeno of a porcelain doll. Asia wasn't all that curvy, but she still had a decidedly feminine shape, and her delicate build just served to make her all the lovelier.
Asia's problem was not in any way a lack of attractiveness.
Asia just didn't have any confidence in that idea, Akeno suspected.
Which was understandable, given what they knew about Asia's past.
Not a lot of positive reinforcement for Asia as a girl, rather than Asia as a Holy Maiden.
… That, and…
"So, Asia-chan." Akeno began casually after they had switched around.
The cloth halted for a brief instant before continuing its careful (and much appreciated) attentions.
"Yes?"
"I think it's time we talked a little bit about you and Yuuji-kun."
"... I'm sorry. H-have I been t-taking up too much t-time with him?"
"Kind of like that, but completely opposite." Akeno said with a nod.
"... I don't understand."
"We've talked about this before, haven't we? There's no pressure to 'advance' things with Yuuji-kun. You don't have to get more physical with him if you don't want to. Yuuji-kun is perfectly happy to go along with whatever you're comfortable with."
"... Yes?"
"And that's one of his good points, isn't it? He can be pushy and stubborn, but when it comes to intimacy he's nothing but patient."
"Mmm, I like that about Yuuji-san too. He's a lot more caring than he thinks he is." Asia replied fondly.
"I agree. Which is why we're having this talk in the first place." Akeno told her. "Because what you're comfortable with and what you want aren't quite the same thing, are they, Asia?"
Asia stiffened guiltily, and Akeno didn't push her any further.
It took the pretty little Bishop several long seconds to meet the gentle smile in the mirror, and when she could at last bring herself too, she nodded slowly, the flush to her cheeks having little to do with the warm humidity of the room.
Moving slowly, Akeno rose to her feet and helped Asia rise, shaking her head when the blonde tried to wrap her towel around herself.
Asia flushed further, but allowed Akeno to guide her by the hand, both girls draping their towels over their shoulders.
Akeno led Asia over to one of the wooden benches, and spread her towel out beneath her before sitting, Asia doing the same.
"You know, if you want to get more intimate with Yuuji, you don't have to go straight into sex." Akeno stated, giggling quietly at Asia's flustered confusion.
… And that spark of curiosity.
"Y-you don't?"
"Nope~! I like a peck on the lips just as much as I did before Yuuji-kun and I started… experimenting, after all. And don't you feel a little closer to our man when you hold hands?"
A timid nod.
"Ever wonder what it would feel like to have Yuuji-kun touch you elsewhere? After all, he's really good at making a woman feel good."
"Y-yuuji-san touching me… elsewhere?" Asia said slowly. "I don't really get it, but the thought makes me feel kind of… warm?"
"A good kind of warm?"
After a moment, another shy nod.
"Ara ara, well, that's to be expected. Well Asia-chan, we have lots of fun things to talk about then, if you'd like."
"Y-yes please."
"But, first off, I'd like to make something clear. I think the first thing you should try with Yuuji is sleeping in the same bed as him."
"T-the same bed!?"
"Yep, just cuddle until you fall asleep, and then wake up still cuddling. Sounds nice, doesn't it?"
Asia's nod was a bit less hesitant, this time.
"But, since we're here, and we're already naked…"
"Mhm, just like that, Asia-chan. Be gentle, now."
"Oh… okay."
"Feels good, doesn't it?"
A somewhat frantic nod.
"Now, close your eyes, and just like I told you… imagine that those hands are Yuuji's instead~"
Hmm… they both looked fresh from the baths, but…
Didn't Asia seem kind of tired?
Akeno smirked in a decidedly smug fashion, and Asia immediately blushed and averted her gaze, when her eyes met his.
… Yuuji couldn't help but notice, though, that peeking out from behind those slender white hands, covering Asia's delicate face, was an expression that most certainly seemed happy.
Yuuji regarded Akeno with one eyebrow raised in question.
… The responding giggle was answer enough.
She had just finished getting ready for bed when a quiet knock sounded from the bedroom door.
It was Yuuji.
"Yes, Yuuji-sama?"
"We forgot to set a time for when we'd head out. Sorry about that, Kala."
Kalawarner tilted her head, blinking in puzzlement.
"A time?" After a moment, her eyes widened a touch. "Ah, no, forgive me, but I assumed we'd be meeting in the evening. It was rude of me, in hindsight."
"Nah, we're good. I mean, we can meet in the evening if you'd prefer to hold off until then I suppose."
"... Hold off?" Kalawarner repeated slowly, not entirely sure what Yuuji meant by that.
"Yeah, I mean, I get that our first little outing is a little different than how things went with the others, but it seemed fair to set aside the same amount of time."
"... The same amount of time? And that is…?"
"Morning to morning."
"... From tomorrow morning, to the morning of the following day?" Kalawarner clarified, still a little taken aback.
"Yeah, that's it. Before or after breakfast in the morning, depends how much time you want in the morning before we leave."
"B-but we were just going to… surely you don't mean?"
"We don't have to, but I'm game for it." Yuuji said with a shrug, ignoring the way the lovely Fallen flushed and went rigid.
Kalawarner let out a little gasp as Yuuji hugged her suddenly, pulling her body tightly against his.
Kalawarner shivered as he whispered in her ear, both from the contents of the whisper, and from the smirk she could practically hear, interwoven with a hint of challenge.
"That is, if you think you can keep up."
A radiant, sultry smile spread across her lips as Kalawarner returned the embrace, her low purr laden with promise as she answered in turn.
"Won't it be fun to find out?"
He cleaned himself up after breakfast and headed her way, threading his way through the dawn-lit halls with quiet, methodical steps.
A leggy, blue-haired beauty had just stepped out from her room, and from the way her eyes zeroed in upon him and brightened, Yuuji decided he could skip the usual question.
Kalawarner hummed in delight as their lips met, and smiled into the kiss as their surroundings fell away.
… In a manner a bit more literal than simply due to how right it felt to have Yuuji's lips against hers.
Now that they were in private, Yuuji wasted no time deepening the kiss, Kalawarner's lips parting readily to allow his tongue access.
As he explored Kalawarner's mouth, he backed the both of them up, and when their legs hit the bed, he slowly sat down, pulling the blue-haired beauty into his lap. Kalawarner wasted no time in framing his legs with her own warm, thick thighs.
Kala gave a slurred moan as he drew her tongue into her mouth and sucked on it lightly a few times before breaking the kiss.
The light hazel of her eyes, dancing with joy, took a moment to gaze deeply into Yuuji's dark orbs before Kalawarner settled back, straddling him comfortably as her eyes drifted about the room.
A light, appreciative gasp slipped from her lips as, rather than let his gaze roam in turn, Yuuji gently tilted her chin up to begin planting kisses on the delicate curve of her throat.
"A hotel?" She murmured.
"Yeah, we've got a standing reservation." Yuuji said, talking between kisses.
"For the room?"
"The hotel."
Kalawarner giggled.
"I can make guesses, but another time." Kalawarner lifted Yuuji's head, planting another kiss upon his lips before murmuring against them. "For now, I want to be the only woman on your mind, even if just for a while."
By way of answer, Yuuji pushed her back, just a little, and locked eyes with her.
She didn't even have time to worry about whether or not she'd said something wrong, because her thoughts weren't quite working well enough for that.
Yuuji's dark eyes pinned her in place, and Kalawarner couldn't help but quiver.
Absolute, total focus.
As if the entirety of his world was her and her alone, as if every fiber of his being was focussed towards a single goal, and that goal was her.
A dim corner of her mind was screaming its joy to the heavens as she pushed Yuuji onto his back, pressing down upon him as she cupped his face with both hands and mashed their lips together, answering his hunger with her own.
She moaned into his mouth as strong hands firmly cupped her round ass through her thin tight skirt, one with the warm, rough texture of a working man's hand, the other smooth, slightly cool metal.
The moan turned into a sharp inhale as they rolled on the bed, their positions reversed with bewildering suddenness.
Yuuji captured her wrists, crossing them and pinning them above her head.
Kalawarner let out a noise of protest as he broke the kiss, only to arch her back sensually as his mouth once again attacked her throat.
Yuuji used that movement to bring her arms down beneath her back, pinning them in place by wrapping an arm around her.
Kalawarner bucked her hips with a jolt as her legs were pried open, and a finger pressed commandingly against the dark satin covering her slit. At a slow, measured pace it began to rub, using the soft fabric to stoke the fire pooling low in her core.
When the blood rushed to her clit, Yuuji's lone finger switched its attention to that, stroking slowly or curling inwards to lightly pinch that bundle of nerves without any discernible pattern.
All the while he nibbled and sucked at the slender curve of her throat, keeping her tightly pinned and unable to do anything but gasp and writhe beneath the one-sided assault.
… It wasn't as if she was new to this.
She'd had her share of lovers, and she was more than experienced in the bedroom.
She had also been yearning for this more than she cared to admit, and had already been wet even before Yuuji had laid hands on her.
So just like that, he was going to make her come.
Without removing a single stitch of her clothing.
Kalawarner felt her hips begin to tremble, and let her head fall to the side, biting her lip lightly as she gave in to the sensations.
… Which is why her heart skipped several beats when all movement from Yuuji halted the second she did.
As panic flashed through her, she whipped her gaze back up to find Yuuji staring at her intently.
"Kala." Yuuji stated firmly.
She had just opened her mouth to gasp a reply when he cut her off.
"I want to see the expression you make."
Her cheeks flushed further than even arousal accounted for, but she managed a nod.
That lone finger moved once again, and her whole body jerked as it was joined by a second, slipping beneath the low hem of her panties, lightly stroking her clit between the two.
Yuuji watched without expression as her mouth fell open, heated, ragged panting spilling from her lips.
He slowly picked up the tempo, and as the heat in her body began to burn out of control, pushed her to the finish with his lips curling into a smirk.
Lips parted in a breathless scream, Kalawarner bucked and spasmed helplessly as ecstasy crashed through her senses wave after wave, like a ship being shattering upon the rocks.
Rubbing her stomach gently to help her ride out the waves, Yuuji watched in thinly veiled fascination as Kalawarner came undone.
… He couldn't wait to see it again.
Almost as soon as the tremors stopped, she pulled Yuuji back down into another kiss, purring in content as she nibbled lightly on his bottom lip.
They broke for air with a glistening trail of saliva briefly linking them together.
Pushing Yuuji into a sitting position, Kalawarner rose to her feet with a sultry smile, backing away from the bed and into the center of the large room.
"Mm… as much as I enjoy not needing to undress each other to enjoy each other, I've been looking forward to the feeling of your skin against mine." Came the honeyed whisper. "And I had many ideas of the fun we could have, removing clothing piece by piece, but as it stands, I'm suddenly feeling like it's just in the way."
Yuuji gave a little shrug of agreement, and so with a mischievous, alluring little smirk on her pink lips, Kalawarner crossed her ankles, and wrapped her arms around her body as if hugging herself, one forearm pressing into her plump breasts while the other wrapped around the curve of one full hip.
In a slow, sensual caress, Kalawarner drew her hands back across her body, fingers ghosting across the tight fabric of her blouse and skirt.
As her hands left her body, and she flicked her wrists out and into a showgirl sort of pose, every stitch of fabric vanished from her body, leaving the flushed and lovely Kalawarner naked save for a pair of tall black heels.
… This was the part she'd been a bit worried about.
She was the oldest of Yuuji's little harem by far, and she was also the tallest and most muscular.
Any worries she had evaporated more quickly than her clothes as Yuuji's dark eyes slowly burned their way across her vulnerable form, as if searing every detail of her form into the mind's eye.
… Okay, so she was even hotter than he thought she was.
Usually didn't feel this good to be wrong.
Kalawarner was only an inch shorter than he was, which meant that the heels she was still wearing reversed that discrepancy. On that note, Raynare must have told her that he really liked how a woman looked in nothing but heels.
Compared to him though, a lot more of Kala's height was leg, legs with fair, silky skin that just seemed to go on forever and ever, legs that looked soft but hinted at her strength whenever they tensed.
The thick curve of her inner thigh was still glistening wet with arousal, a good way to evoke some masculine pride since he'd had a hand in that.
Past the narrow wetness of her slit his eyes followed the wide, full curve of the hips he could hardly wait to wrap his hands around again, her butt large, but tight and springy, just the way he liked it.
Her waist was narrow and toned, her abs framed by smooth vertical indents but not quite visible themselves, her core solid without ever losing that slender, feminine softness.
Kala's boobs were huge and firm, and her nipples and areola a light, pleasant pink to crown her flawless, fair skin. Kala's shoulders were firm and round, not to the point of being bulky or clearly defined, but giving the impression of a reliable, quiet sort of strength.
As his eyes traced the slender curve of her throat, Yuuji smirked at the hickeys he'd left, wondering how Kala would feel about those later.
… Incredibly proud of every mark he'd leave, Yuuji would later learn.
As his eyes roved higher, her fair skin became flushed with heat, equal parts lust and shyness as he passed the pleasant curve of her smiling lips and met her warm hazel eyes, one partially obscured by the long bangs of her glossy hair.
He'd always loved the color of her hair, blue that called to mind the deep ocean, just as the sunlight's reach started to fall short of its depths. It fell like a river down her back, reaching almost to the back of her knees.
Her pounding heart skipped several beats as Yuuji's expression came alive with a rare smile, one of honest appreciation and genuine fondness.
A shiver coursed through her as his warmth burnt away the last traces of her lingering insecurities, and with her confidence resurging, Kalawarner sauntered towards the bed with a confident smile.
"It's no fun if I'm the only one naked." She cooed as she bent over double before him. "Why don't I help you fix that?"
Yuuji's half-smirk returned as Kalawarner dropped a slender index finger onto each of his legs, just above the knee. They traced a path from there up, his inner thigh, slowing slightly as they met and ghosted over his crotch, before separating to hook the hem of his shirt.
Yuuji lifted his arms as Kalawarner slowly peeled off his fitted t-shirt, before gently prying his legs further apart in order to daintily kneel between them in seiza, her formal posture tinged erotic by her near total nudity.
"Might I assist you with your belt, Yuuji-sama?" She inquired formally, even as her eyes glittered with mischief.
"If you must." Yuuji arrogantly replied, as the corner of his lips curled upwards.
Once the belt was loose, Kalawarner whispered 'pardon me' and leaned forward, going from seiza to all fours.
Delicately she leaned in, and undid the button, before retracting her hands, in favor of hooking the zipper of his pants with her teeth, slowly pulling it open as her eyes smoldered up into Yuuji's.
When that was out of the way, she carefully repeated the action with the hem of his boxers, her eyes brightening as his partially erect shaft sprung free.
Shuffling in a little closer to the bed, Kalawarner hefted her pillowy breasts and enveloped his length with them in one go.
Kalawarner shivered in delight at Yuuji's grunt, and the feeling of his erection rapidly growing between her tits.
The room was warm as it was, and her breasts were already slippery with a light sheen of sweat, but the last thing she wanted to do was cause any painful friction before Yuuji went inside her for real; so she let her tongue lol out from her mouth, dribbling a trail of hot saliva onto his shaft.
Yuuji's hips jerked, and Kalawarner's smile widened with feminine pride as she jostled her chest about a bit, letting the lubricant spread.
Once satisfied, she smiled up at Yuuji before getting to work, stroking his cock with long, alternating motions of her breasts.
She was still debating whether or not she wanted him to come just yet. It wasn't as if she intended to deny his orgasm, and she did enjoy having someone come on her boobs, but Kalawarner knew she'd be tempted to lick her breasts clean, and she didn't think Yuuji would be interested in kissing after that.
Reluctantly, she decided to just get Yuuji good and ready to stick it in her, but then it occurred to her that she had a lot of time to have him mark her boobs later.
… Yuuji had never seen a woman think so hard while she jerked him off with her tits, but he had a healthy appreciation for the lewd kind of cute, and decided he kind of liked it.
"... It's a bit embarrassing for you to pat my head in this position."
"Too bad. You're cute when you blush."
Blushing further, Kalawarner tried several times to speak, but eventually just went back to massaging Yuuji's erection, working her breasts in circular motions.
Yuuji tilted her head up to look at her with two fingers.
"Fun as this is, we've got plenty of time for me to make a mess of your boobs. Also, I'd like to have my face in them at some point, and I don't really want them to taste like me."
Kalawarner's smirk was sultry, but her eyes bright with hope as she halted the movements of her breasts, idly noting that Yuuji's manhood rested between them rather comfortably.
Squishing her breasts together, Kalawarner slowly rose to her feet, dragging them along Yuuji's length as she went.
Yuuji squirmed a little bit as her tits brushed against the tip, and then Kalawarner's hands were on his knees and her artfully formed face inches from his own, her sweet breath warm on his lips.
"Then, perhaps we might move on to something we've both been wanting?" She whispered huskily.
Yuuji tangled his hands in her hair as he kissed her hard, and then he was standing, forcing her up with him as she moaned into the kiss.
Only to give a pleasantly surprised gasp as her attempts to embrace Yuuji were neatly denied, and she ended up once more bent over double, her hands on the bed this time as Yuuji moved around behind her, tracing a teasing finger down her spine as he did.
Kalawarner smiled over her shoulder, shaking her curved ass enticingly as Yuuji quickly finished undressing, and he smirked as she eyed his lean, muscular form hungrily.
"You do all the usual prep?"
"Yes, so you can come inside me if you want." Kalawarner paused. "Ah, no, what I meant was please come inside me."
Yuuji responded not with words, but by pushing his hips against her, and Kalawarner bit her lip with a long, sensual hum as he filled her.
"Damn you're tight." Yuuji grunted, though Kalawarner all too happily took note of how that seemed to be a big plus.
"Tight and very, very wet, so please, don't be gentle with me."
Yuuji's lips curled into a dangerous smirk, and Kalawarner shivered in delight, both at the beast she'd roused, and the sensations of Yuuji's tip slowly withdrawing, even as his body tensed,
She turned her head back towards the front, and Yuuji's stiff cock withdrew almost to her entrance, before-
Kalawarner gave a wanton scream as Yuuji's hips slammed into her, breasts shaking wildly as the delightful impact rocked her shapely body.
Ecstasy burned through her as Yuuji began to piston his dick powerfully inside her warm, greedy slit, the slapping of bare flesh filling the room.
… It was quite unfair, the way his manhood seems to zero in on her weak points as if he'd been given a map.
It also felt glorious, which was why Yuuji's name was tumbling from her lips endlessly like some erotic mantra.
Her arms were starting to quiver, but Yuuji's thrusting was starting to become uncoordinated, so she wouldn't have to hold this pose for much longer.
Kalawarner stiffened as Yuuji leaned into her and wrapped his arms around her, firmly, but gently…
Until he squeezed two healthy handfuls of her tits.
"Ah~!"
"Yep, decided I wanted more boob." Yuuji agreed, as his hands, one warm and calloused and the other hard and smooth rolled her nipples between index finger and thumb. "Al...so… getting close."
Kalawarner's low, insistent whisper tore the last of his restraint to pieces.
"Then please… make me yours."
Yuuji's grip shifted to Kalawarner's wide hips, and with a low grunt, he hilted roughly inside of her, painting her inner folds white with a violent spurt of hot seed.
The sudden burst of heat caused her arms to buckle, her ass jiggling brazenly up in the air as Kalawarner moaned into the mattress. A second jet of come pushed her over the edge, and the convulsions of her walls milked out the third as she joined Yuuji in orgasm.
Yuuji was basically lying atop her as her legs collapsed out from under her, bringing Kalawarner to her knees in a gasping, lovely mess.
To her shock (and joy), as Kalawarner fought to get her breathing back under control, she found that Yuuji's length had barely wilted within her at all, the drenched walls of her vagina still gripping him affectionately.
Smirking, Kalawarner pushed into Yuuji, tipping him over and straddling him in reverse.
She giggled as she turned over her shoulder to see Yuuji flat on his back, hands behind his head as he smirked up at her.
One mile long leg at a time, Kalawarner daintily kicked off her heels before folding her legs beneath her, pinning Yuuji's hips between them.
His breath hitched as Kalawarner began to sway in slow, gyrating circles, her tight inner walls rippling along his shaft as her hips danced.
One hazel eye gazed warmly down on Yuuji, carefully watching and taking note of each twitch in his expression or flinch of the hips.
Reaching across herself, Kalawarner offered one hand for Yuuji to take, and when he did, pulled him into a seated position and molded against him, twisting to pull him into a slow, romantic kiss as she ground her hips against his in slow, rhythmic circles.
Yuuji gently wrapped his arms around Kalawarner's toned midriff as she danced in his lap, and she sighed blissfully and tipped her head back, tangling her fingers in his dark hair as Yuuji began to gently kiss a hot trail up and down the side her slim neck.
Slowly, their eyes drifted lightly shut as they took simple pleasure in each other's touch.
Kalawarner guided Yuuji into another kiss as his cock began to twitch inside her hot depths, and shivered as a calloused hand slid down the smooth indents of her stomach and towards her clit.
A sharp gasp left Kalawarner's lips and her vaginal walls clenched tightly as his finger stroked that little bundle of nerves. Their lips still locked, Yuuji's growl intertwined with her breathless cry as the sudden pressure brought with it a rush of hot fluid against his dick, bringing him to completion in an instant.
Yuuji's dick began to soften as it finished dyeing her walls with his colors, and both of them fell back panting, Kalawarner stretched out on top of Yuuji as his dick slipped out of her drenched core, letting her head fall beside his as the aftershocks rocked their naked, sweat-slick forms.
They laid there quietly for a while, Yuuji's hands folded low on her stomach as Kalawarner reclined against his slim, sturdy body.
Kalawarner flipped herself over, squashing her boobs into Yuuji's toned chest as she kissed him lightly.
Yuuji gently embraced her lower back as they continued their languid, unhurried kiss, both feeling a little less impatient now that they'd climaxed a few times.
… And a bit more self-confident, having caused those climaxes in the other.
"You know, dancing like that was kinda fun, even if you put aside the fact I was inside you." Yuuji murmured against her lips.
"... Yes, I do believe I enjoyed it for more than just the sex as well." Kalawarner admitted, smiling between kisses.
"Well, then, Kalawarner." Yuuji said, as he pushed them into a sitting position, and then guided them to their feet. "May I have this dance?"
Kalawarner blinked slowly, once, twice, before her easy smile spread into something so joyous and adoring that it was honestly a little hard for Yuuji to meet her eyes.
He didn't have much of a choice, though, as those warmly shimmering eyes transfixed him, and Kalawarner cupped his cheeks to pull him into another deep, passionate kiss.
Draping his arms around her, Yuuji pulled her in close and began to move, leading them in slow, swaying circles around the large room.
Kalawarner wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pressing into Yuuji with a fond, loving smile, kissing him from time to time as they turned.
With no sense of time or urgency, the two danced as if their world held just the two of them.
As is the way of the world, all good things must come to and end.
As is also the way of the world, there is no rule stating that said good thing can't be replaced with another good thing.
"We should get cleaned up a bit before lunch, don't you think?" Yuuji murmured against Kalawarner's neck.
They weren't really dancing around much at that point, just swaying in place with Yuuji hugging her naked hips from behind.
"I agree, but isn't it a little early?" Kalawarner's breathy whisper returned.
"I was accounting for all the sexy things that could happen when you take a beautiful naked woman and add warm water."
"... Forgive me, Yuuji-sama, but lunch might suffer from some small delays."
Yuuji chuckled.
"That that hidden sigil connects the closet door to a private bathing area, large enough for every student in my class to enjoy comfortably, suggests that someone took a few liberties in the design process."
"Think so? I've got a pretty high tolerance for this after someone replaced half my street with a six story dorm made to house what was at the time eight people."
"... Point made. I had no intention of complaining, after all, this saves time that could be better spent indulging in each other."
"You say some good things, Kala."
"Excuse me, then." Kalawarner knelt behind Yuuji as he sat on the short stool, just having rinsed himself off.
Saying that, she vigorously lathered on the soap before gently beginning to wash Yuuji's back.
Kalawarner had a fondness for tradition, and so naturally, the things she'd lathered soap onto and was now rubbing Yuuji's back with were her breasts.
Hugging Yuuji gently from behind, her huge, soft breasts contorting lewdly against the rugged muscles of his back as their slippery, foam-covered expanses slid up and down.
As she massaged his back with her tits, Kalawarner reached around front and began to get a head start on the front, a small, happy smile on her lips as one of her soapy hands roamed his chest.
Yuuji stiffened a little when her hand strayed towards the first of many scars, but the kind, accepting expression reflected in the mirror chased away that little twinge of anxiety before it could take root.
Humming softly, Kalawarner continued to rub her chest against him, while her hand continued to diligently caress his own.
Once she'd thoroughly scrubbed his back with her soft tits, Kalawarner switched her attention to cleaning off something else entirely.
Yuuji cocked an eyebrow at the all too innocent reflection of the pretty face behind him as a wet, still slightly soapy hand slid smoothly from his chest, to his abs, to his dick, before wrapping around it.
Kalawarner leaned her head enough to kiss the side of Yuuji's neck as she began to slowly jerk him off, taking her time to allow them both to enjoy the process of her soft hand stroking his length in long, languid strokes, twisting her wrist ever so slightly from time to time to change up the sensations.
Yuuji gave a low groan, and leaned back against her, entrusting himself to her in a gesture that while small, was immensely gratifying to the Fallen.
A small part of her was still not entirely used to being… relied upon, by anyone other than Raynare, that was.
To receive that from a man she had quickly fallen in love with, one who also had struggled bitterly with himself to allow those around him even an inch, made her heart feel so full to overflowing that it seemed it may burst from her chest.
Her overflowing joy and excitement quickly translated itself to her movements, and Kalawarner blinked from her happy daze to find Yuuji gritting his teeth as his erection twitched in her grasp.
Delighted, Kalawarner reached around to massage and stroke his length with both hands, and lifted her lips to his ear.
"No need to hold yourself back, Yuuji-sama." She told him in a seductive, breathy whisper. "Go ahead and come for me."
As if on cue, Yuuji bucked against her as Kalawarner's soft hands nimbly pumped out his climax, ejaculating with enough force to splatter the mirror in front of them.
Breath a little ragged, Yuuji leaned back to kiss her, which she happily returned as she coaxed out another few spurts of his seed.
Ever the diligent one, Kalawarner set to cleaning up the mess she'd made, starting with the sexiest and working her way up.
If a bit more mess was made along the way, well…
Some things just couldn't be helped.
"Mm, delicious as always, Grayfia-chan really outdid herself this time." Akeno hummed, taking a sip of her tea.
"Ara, Rias always has great things to say about your tea, so as your teacher, Fia-chan always goes that extra mile when you're home." Venelana responded with a knowing smile.
"I'll catch up to her one day."
"Ufufu I don't doubt it." Venelana giggled. "But that's not the only reason I wanted to chat with you."
Akeno took another sip of her tea before lowering her cup, giving Venelana her full attention.
"Yuuji-kun is away from the manor, spending his time having sex with another woman." Venelana stated bluntly. "Does it bother you?"
Akeno didn't even hesitate to reply.
"Not even a little."
"Oh? I didn't expect such an immediate answer."
"That's because you weren't there, when he and I discussed the idea of a harem." Akeno stated confidently. "I was expecting to share him from the beginning, the hesitance was all his."
Venelana arched one elegantly trimmed eyebrow.
"Oh, don't get me wrong, it's not as if I didn't love being the only woman in Yuuji's eyes, even with his less-than-defined relationship with JB." Akeno explained. "It's just being the only woman in Yuuji's eyes has never changed."
"... What do you mean? It seemed obvious that he has feelings for the others, so I'm not entirely sure what you're suggesting?" Venelana asked, a small frown of confusion twisting her lips.
It turned into a happy smile as she watched Akeno's confident expression melt into something blissful and serene.
"I don't know if it's because of his training, or if Yuuji's just always been that way, but when he's giving attention to someone, especially in an intimate fashion, he truly gives all of his attention to you." Akeno beamed. "It's the most wonderful feeling. Even after that first night with Rias, when it was just him and I, he looked at me like I was the only woman in the world."
Venelana pursed her lips. It almost sounded like…
"But, the thing was, he does the same thing for Rias. For Asia, for Raynare, and he's probably melting Kalawarner the exact same way." Akeno giggled cheerily. "Ara, JB says that's the reason she could never stay mad at him. When he looks at a girl, he looks at them like they're the absolute center of his world, and the best part is, Yuuji is being sincere. He didn't even realize that him doing that might be something noteworthy."
She couldn't help but smile at that, but nonetheless, Venelana voiced her next immediate concern.
"But, Akeno, if he looks at every girl that way, what makes-?"
"What makes me special?" Akeno cut her off with a smirk. "Well, JB was a bit of an exception, but they'd agreed to cut off their more… physical relationship if either of them found someone. Of course, I was against that so not much has changed there."
Venelana kept her silence, recognizing she wasn't done.
"You see, whether or not there's 'other' girls is dependent on me. It's the one absolute condition between us, that Yuuji won't accept a woman I'm not prepared to happily share him with." A blushing Akeno declared with an ecstatic smile. "And I'm not the one who made the condition."
… Just like that, Venelana felt the last of her concerns burned away with a surge of warmth that left her grinning with the same lack of restraint.
"It's the one condition that Yuuji refused to budge on."
A throaty, erotic moan tumbled from her lips as Yuuji gently captured one pert nipple between his lips, sucking on it lightly as she bounced on his lap.
Wrapping quivering arms around his head and neck to hold him close, Kalawarner bucked her hips and clenched her walls as she rode Yuuji, setting the pace as he continued to lavish attention on her tingling breasts.
"Ahh~! Y-Yuuji I-I'm-!"
Yuuji gave a muffled grunt.
She was too busy wildly bucking her hips to notice, but one of the hands firmly gripping her perfect ass began to work it's way inwards.
Through the haze of lust, a bolt of shock hit her as a finger poked at her back door.
"B-both holes!? T-t-that's-!"
"No need to hold back, Kala."
The finger slipping into her ass was accompanied by a sudden thrust of Yuuji's hips, and Kalawarner screamed as white-hot ecstasy shattered her senses.
Yuuji grunted as Kalawarner's soft body convulsed wildly, holding her tightly as the spasming of her velvet folds milked a shuddering orgasm from his trapped erection.
They clung desperately to each other as one climax spilled directly into another as their hips trembled, Kalawarner slumping against him as she moaned incoherently.
Still seeing spots, Yuuji rested his head against Kalawarner's heaving, pillowy breast as he gently caressed her shuddering back, slowly guiding her through the after-shocks.
"We… didn't do a very good job of getting cleaned up, now did we?" Kalawarner rasped as her voice came slowly back under control.
"Guess not."
"I'll admit, when I decided to offer myself, I did not expect to be taken so thoroughly, and so quickly."
"Tired out already?" Yuuji smirked.
Kalawarner pulled his head up and kissed him fiercely.
A sort of calm fascination had set in as he watched the deep-blue of her hair sparkle in the sunlight and ripple on the breeze, bringing to mind the glittering surface of the ocean.
They were taking a little break after lunch, quietly indulging in one another's company as they rested upon the thick, warm picnic blanket they'd spread out on the dormitory rooftop.
Kalawarner took to humming a gentle tune as she ran her slim fingers through Yuuji's dark locks, a deep-seated feeling of contentment setting in.
Yuuji blinked, coming out of his daze at a sudden, lyrical giggle that made the soft lap beneath his head shake lightly.
"... Kala?"
"Ufufu~ do not mind me, Yuuji-sama, I just find it amusing how blessed one can be to devote themselves to a Devil."
"Heh. I'm glad it worked out, despite the cool lines I was spouting I had no idea what I was doing, back then."
"You give yourself too little credit." Kalawarner chided gently. "Raynare and I could have happily died that night, if it would have saved Asia-san. But you gave us the chance to live happily, to face the reflection in the mirror each day and smile."
… It was strange. Had she said that a few months back, he wouldn't have been able to believe her.
Now, Yuuji felt just the tiniest glimmer of pride.
… Heh, who saved who?
Kalawarner's fond smile brightened further.
"I don't believe I'll ever have a better chance to say this, so thank you, Yuuji." Kalawarner said. "Thank you for taking us in, for giving us the chance at a life worth living. And know that I say this not out of merely a desire to repay you for what you've done for us, done for me."
Yuuji watched her intently as she closed her eyes for a moment, taking a long, slow breath before her hazel eyes seized his own with their loving gaze.
"I love you, Yuuji, and I would remain at your side forever and always, if you'll have me."
Yuuji began to reply, but his words cut themselves off with a frown.
Sure, he was flattered, but-
Kalawarner cut through his tangled thoughts with a girlish, cheerful giggle.
"Ah, you worry about coming between Raynare and I, don't you?"
… There was something beautiful there that he was terrified of ruining.
"And this is why we've devoted ourselves to you." Kalawarner declared simply, smiling proudly. "Raynare and I are of one heart. We would not offer it to someone we could not entrust all of it to."
Yuuji felt like he should say… something, but the words seemed to catch in his throat, and so, not for the first time he answered Kalawarner's desires with a long, warm kiss.
She melted into his embrace as he pulled her down to him, eagerly returning the kiss.
Breathless with delight and her lips still tingling with the lingering touch of Yuuji's own, Kalawarner hummed happily as he broke the kiss.
Having pushed her onto her back and climbed atop her, Yuuji rolled off Kalawarner and sat down beside her as she slowly pulled herself up.
"You know, it's a strange feeling." Yuuji began slowly. "Not all that long ago, I'd given up the idea of ever getting close to another person. I had just sort of assumed that JB would be the only person in my life until the day I died."
Kalawarner felt a little twinge in her heart as he spoke, but…
"When I was reborn as a Devil, and joined the ORC, it was just a job, to me. Not the first time I've been recruited without a say in the matter, even if I don't blame Rias in the slightest." Yuuji said, looking off into the distance towards something only he could see. "But I was wrong. Maybe it was because I'd given up being happy as a human that I needed to become a Devil to find that happiness again."
… As she'd hoped… the person he was speaking of was not himself, at least not anymore.
"It was a bit confusing for a while, that I could go from being emotionally bankrupt, to falling in love over and over again." Yuuji smirked. "But I've decided to cherish these feelings, to never let them go. And, speaking of things I'm not planning to let go…"
Oh, that was just completely unfair-
Yuuji's head whipped to face her, a warm smile on his lips and a fond sort of mischief in his dark eyes.
"I love you too, Kalawarner…. What was it you said?" A demurely Kalawarner whimpered as his smile twisted into a cheerful smirk. "Forever and always."
Naturally, Kalawarner had hoped with all her heart that Yuuji would return her feelings.
She would forever remember this day as the day her dearest wish was realized, but, also...
That what the heart wanted and what the heart was prepared for weren't the same things at all!
Yuuji, instead, was reminded that a flustered Kalawarner was unreasonably cute.
No way.
No way.
Nowaynowaynoway-!
"Err… Kuroka-San- what are you-mmph!?"
"Quiet!" Kuroka whisper-hissed at the heiress she was currently smothering with her cleavage. "Don't ruin this!"
Slowly, Rias tapped out on her flank, quietly regaining her breath as the Nekoshou released her.
Pressing a finger to her lips, Kuroka beckoned Rias towards the slightly open door she'd been found at.
Carefully, Rias peeked in, and found her heart skipping several beats at what she saw within.
'Oh Maou they're adorable together.'
It wasn't as if they were doing anything untoward, she'd be more surprised if they were, honestly.
But the two of them playing on their game consoles, cute little eyes scrunched in focus and cute little blushes on their cheeks, leaning against each other like that was just-!
She and Kuroka had to lend each other a shoulder to leave without alerting the two.
What followed was the first time she'd spent more than a few minutes alone with the Nekoshou.
… All spent gushing about how cute those two looked when they spent time together like that.
"Nyaa, Gremory-chan, might need you to pinch me."
"... Only if you do the same."
…
"Still real, nyaa… Onee-chan could die happy right now."
"Please don't do something that would make Koneko sad."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
"But that was…"
"Yeah… you thought so too, huh?"
… Rias and Kuroka bonded a little over mutual interest that day.
"Ah, Yuuji-sama, there is… in truth, I have something I've wished to do with you… for a while, it's just, it's… well, a bit shameless so please, don't think too poorly of me."
"Ok, I won't."
"Well, I would understand if you- of course… wait, could you repeat that for me, please?"
"What? I like shameless. Especially if it's the sexy kind."
"Ah… that… I am glad… thank you."
"So, what is it?"
"Ah, well, you see…"
"What a coincidence. I've wanted to do that for a while, too."
"... You have? F-for how long?"
"Well, it started about the time you first walked through the door."
"..."
"... Kala?"
"Ufufu~"
"Ara? Yuuji, I didn't expect you back so soon, is everything alright?" Akeno asked in concern, putting her book down. "Also, why are you dressed like that?"
"There's a proper order to things, Akeno." Yuuji explained. "I need you to fuss with my tie."
Akeno blinked once before smiling in delight as she fussed with Yuuji's tie.
"She went along with it!? That's amazing!"
"Actually, it was her idea."
"Ara ara, Kala-chan's a naughty girl~"
"Yeah, I like her too."
"Kazami-kun, do you understand why you're here?" His teacher asked, a stern frown on her face as she pushed her glasses up her nose, arms crossed beneath the tight blouse she wore beneath her navy blazer and skirt combo.
"... No Sensei, nothing comes to mind."
She arched one delicate brow at the half-hearted answer, crossing one leg slowly over the other as she sat upon her desk, one high heel clicking against the wood as she shifted.
Of course she noticed the downwards flicker of her waywards student's gaze as her legs shifted her short skirt, and as always, his gaze brought with it that strange sort of heat.
No! He was her student, how shameless could she-!
"'Ahem'. Kazami-kun, you're an exemplary student, but lately your grades have been slipping, and I wish to get to the bottom of it. Midterms are not all that far off."
"... I've been trying my best, Sensei."
It pained her to hear him speak in that tone… he wasn't normally so… surly.
It wasn't as if she intended to harass him, she was merely concerned about his performance in class!
Only that, and nothing more!
"I've seen your best, Kazami-kun." And she'd felt the way his eyes- "and what you've been showing as of late isn't that. Please, if there is something bothering you that I may offer assistance with-"
Casually, he cut her off with words so unreasonable that all her carefully prepared words fled her mind.
"But isn't it Sensei's fault to begin with?"
"... I beg your pardon?"
His scowl deepened, which would have wounded her further had she been able to hear past the outlandish accusation.
"I'm not the only one that has a hard time focusing when Sensei parades around the class looking like that."
"... And what, precisely is wrong with my attire, Kazami-kun?" She hissed back in a low, affronted whisper.
"You mean aside from wearing the shortest skirt in the room?"
"My skirt!? What is- there is nothing wrong with my skirt, and to begin with, I wear dark stockings, there is nothing exposed-!"
"But Sensei isn't wearing stockings now, isn't she? What kind of example is she trying to set, showing off all that leg?"
"That is not… my attire is not the issue here!"
A skirt suit was perfectly standard attire for one in her position, it was not her fault the outfit clung to her curves, fit was important!
"No, you're right." Her budding anger caught in her throat with nowhere to go as Kazami-kun easily capitulated. "I definitely don't have a problem with the way Sensei dresses."
"..."
"But you already knew that, didn't you?"
"And if I did?"
"... Huh?"
It was his turn to be on the back foot, shocked at how easily she went with the pace he was setting.
With a smirk, she stretched out one leg and hooked it around his hips, reeling the speechless boy in.
"I asked, 'and if I did?'" She whispered, grabbing his tie, forcing him to look her way as she pulled him in more tightly. "If I knew exactly why it was that you struggled to focus on your studies, and called you here for that reason alone?"
… Perhaps this would be a good lesson, and Kazami-kun would be more careful of who he teased-
"If I told you I was aware of precisely what it is that truly demands your attention, and brought you here alone, nonetheless, what would you do, Kazami-kun?"
Kazami-kun closed his eyes, and took a long, slow breath. Try as she might, she could not ignore how their proximity caused his breath to wash hot against her lips, nor the way she was enjoying-
"Man… Sensei doesn't take me seriously at all, does she?" Kazami-kun muttered with a tired sigh. His dark eyes snapped open and burned into hers, sending a wave of heat through her body and reversing who had trapped who in an instant.
"I guess if Sensei were to do something like that, I'd have to do something like this." Kazami-kun's strong hands cupped her shoulders.
"K-Kazami-kun-!?"
She gave a muffled squeak of surprise as his lips captured her own, and it turned into a moan as his tongue brushed across them.
Arms that should have pushed him away wrapped around him, clasping tight fistfuls of his shirt, and a leg that could have been used to create space between them joined its fellow in hooking around her students hips.
Her lips completed her body's betrayal, deepening the kiss as her tongue tangled with his, only to be wrestled down as her student continued to dominate her mouth, her vision clouding and her breath coming in in slurred moans and sweet gasps as his arms encircled her waist and shoulders.
Eventually, she could take no more, pushing weakly on his chest as her lungs demanded air.
Her lovely student slowly broke the kiss, capturing her limp tongue with his lips and pulling it with him as he withdrew, leaving it to hang slovenly from her needy lips.
"Ah- ha… who taught you… how to treat a woman… Kazami-kun?" She gasped, one leg slipping to the floor.
"Who cares about that?" He fired back. "I'm much more interested in learning how to treat Sensei."
A whimper escaped as the candid words set her cheeks ablaze.
"I can stop, if you want." He couldn't help but chuckle as the legs around his hips tightened reflexively. "I don't want Sensei to get in trouble."
"I am an adult, Kazami-kun, a student should not worry himself about my life choices, nor the consequences of them." She retorted firmly, recovering some shreds of her composure. "And after all, I trust you to be discrete… we would not be here if that wasn't the case."
"And why are we here, Sensei?"He pressed with a smirk. "I mean, it's not like you brought your student to an empty classroom just to seduce him, is it?"
"... You weren't supposed to seduce me first, you know." She huffed, turning away her reddened cheeks, one hand coming up to muffle her voice. "How was I supposed to know Kazami-kun was such a good kisser? Is my student a playboy?"
Instead of answering, he dipped his head and began to kiss at the curve of her throat, to which she retaliated by tilting her head back for better access.
"Ah… Yuuji-"
"Sorry Kala, that's enough acting from me… well, not that I have to pretend to want my Sensei."
Kalawarner gave a happy hum as she embraced him, gasping pleasantly as he pushed her down onto her desk, Yuuji lifting one knee onto it, hitching it up between her legs as he leaned over her.
She pulled him into another deep, searing kiss, giggling into his mouth as he tore through the buttons of her blouse and blazer with one finger.
"No bra underneath?" He muttered between kisses. "Sensei really was trying to seduce me."
"As long as it's working." She purred, arching her back to force more of her plump breast into his hand as he palmed it roughly.
Her leg pulled her against him more insistently, and Yuuji rocked his hips, sending a flash of heat through both of them as his thigh ground against the wet warmth between her legs.
Then he was rising up off of her, keeping her lightly pressed against the desk with fingers sinking into her massive breasts as Yuuji lowered his knee.
Kalawarner's eyes smoldered into his as Yuuji took her by the shoulder, rolling her over on the desk and she rose from it, placing her hands on the desk to bend double over it, giving her ass an enticing, playful shake.
Kalawarner moaned sensually as Yuuji ran his hands up the backs of her thick thighs, hooking his fingers up beneath the hem of her tight skirt and rolling it up to expose the white, full curve of her butt and the lacy red thong that hugged it.
Turning her head back towards the chalkboard, she bit her lip as Yuuji nimbly slipped her underwear down her shapely hips, leaving Kalawarner exposed to the room as her panties fell to her ankles, only to be daintily slipped out of.
Her eyes brightened at the sound of a zipper being pulled and cloth rustling softly, only to shiver as Yuuji's erection smacked gently between her ass cheeks, and began rubbing itself between them as he lightly rocked his hips.
A husky cry escaped as Yuuji slapped her ass, the springy flesh rippling enticingly beneath his hand where Yuuji spanked her.
"You look even hotter bent over your desk than I thought you would, Sensei."
"Well, Kazami-kun? What are you going to do-!"
Her playful challenge gave way to a lewd shriek as Yuuji lined up with her dripping folds and thrust into her, all in one smooth motion.
"S-so suddenly~!"
There he paused, hilted inside her, and raised one eyebrow curiously.
"Sorry Sensei, what was that?"
"I said-"
Yuuji gave a quick pump of his hips.
"Sensei?"
"Ah, Y-Yuuji-sama~"
Another.
"Just-"
Another.
"Fuck me!"
"Will do."
Gripping her hips tightly, Yuuji began to roughly thrust in and out of her, Kalawarner's heavy breasts bouncing erotically as he pounded into her from behind.
Even still, when he spoke, he kept his voice levell, the dull, mechanical tone Yuuji normally used, unburdened by the traces of warmth that had begun to appear as of late.
"Well, how is it Sensei? Being fucked in your classroom by your own student?"
"Aah~ it's-!"
"Everytime you stand behind this desk, you're gonna remember being bent over it and taken from behind, aren't you?"
"Yes! Yesss-!"
Yuuji slowly pulled almost completely out of Kalawarner's dripping slit, gritting his teeth a bit at how her walls clung greedily to his shaft.
A glimmer of confusion in her lust-addled gaze, Kalawarner turned her head back slowly to meet Yuuji's dark, playfully wicked eyes.
"Go ahead Sensei…" Yuuji whispered, voice calm and callous. "Teach me what Sensei sounds like when she screams my name."
Without giving her the slightest chance to respond, Yuuji thrust himself into her, up to the hilt.
… And closed his eyes as orgasm rocked through them both, all the better to savor his name screamed from her lips.
Not for the first time that day, Kalawarner slumped as her arms gave out, twisting her head to the side as her upper body collapsed to the desk.
Ah… how depraved… she'd had sex with one of her students, in her classroom, on her desk.
… God she was wet right now.
She closed her eyes happily as a hand gently rubbed her back, easing her through the last of the tremors.
… Yuuji-sama was good with after-care, just like Raynare had said.
… He was also chuckling… and still hard… and…
"Good start, Kala."
… Eh?
… Surely she'd misheard… right?
Strong arms slipped between her stomach and the desk as Yuuji leaned against her, murmuring into her ear.
"Well, I say 'good start', but I think I could use a break after one more round."
"... How are you still hard?" She honestly wasn't sure if she was complaining or not at this point.
"What do you mean?" She could practically hear the question mark at the end of his sentence. "You're hot and I like having sex with you, why wouldn't I be hard?"
"... No, even if you say it so innocently, there are many things wrong with-"
Yuuji pulled her to her feet, pressing into her with an embrace tender almost enough to make her forget he was still inside her.
"You mean I can't?"
… How unfair.
"I… I did not say that."
"Thanks Kala, you're the best."
Her response turned into a sharp gasp as Yuuji gently nibbled the side of her neck, one hand slipping high and the other low, palming her breast and fingering her clit.
Melting against his strong body, Kalawarner rocked against him, gasping louder as the motion caused his erection to stir up her insides.
-The next thing she knew, her stiff nipples were scraping against smooth glass as her sweaty breasts ballooned lewdly against the window.
Kalawarner moaned, pressing her hands to the glass as Yuuji lifted one of her legs from the floor, her lower body twisting partially towards him. He hooked his arm beneath her knee and the other around her waist, keeping her effortlessly upright despite the way her legs trembled.
Then Yuuji was thrusting into her again, and a breathless cry escaped her lips as Kalawarner realized the new angle allowed him to thrust much, much deeper.
He pumped in and out of her sopping wet slit as she writhed and panted, heaving breasts jiggling and contorting obscenely against the cold glass with every thrust.
"S-so rough~! It's-!"
"Want me to stop?" Yuuji grunted as he thrusted in and out.
"D-don't you dare!"
Yuuji responded by changing up his pace, mixing long, slow thrusts and deep, sensual grinding of his shaft seemingly at random, giving her no time to adjust.
Kalawarner's shamelessly gasping mouth fell open, drool trickling from the corner of her lips as her thighs jiggled every time their hips met.
Her walls shuddered around his length, and Kalawarner shook her head wildly, urging him to keep going.
So he did.
Yuuji kept pounding slowly into her, falling back into a measured pace as her nectar wet his dick further.
Again and again until-
"Kala, I'm going to come."
"Do it! F-fill me-!"
Her shout turned into an inarticulate scream as Yuuji orgasmed seemingly on command, her vision going white as his seed painted her folds.
She pressed back against him, lifted leg squeezing against his hand where it hooked her knee, and with a growl, Yuuji kept thrusting as one orgasm melded into another until-
"... Fuck."
"That's… what we were…"
"I try to avoid… sleeping in class… but…"
"Sensei… forgives… you."
In a tangled mess of sex and sweat on the floor, Yuuji and Kalawarner slumped against each other and drifted off.
The next thing she knew, Kalawarner was being cradled against a strong chest as her surroundings shifted.
Yuuji, carrying her bridal style, smiled down at her.
Feeling rather safe and cared for in his arms, Kalawarner gave a happy smile and nestled against him, listening to the beat of his heart.
"... How long was I out?"
"We were out for an hour or two. Classroom floors aren't very comfy."
"Ah… and where are we now?"
"Dorm. My room. Sleep?"
"We should clean ourselves first."
"... Can you cheat?"
Smiling, Kalawarner closed her eyes, and snapped her fingers after a moment.
With the faintest shimmer of gold, a warm breeze swirled around them with a gentle, almost teasing caress, leaving the both of them naked and more or less clean.
… No less tired, though.
Yuuji lowered her to the bed in arms with just a hint of a quiver, and Kalawarner giggled as she pulled him down with her.
Entwining her legs around his, Kalawarner pulled Yuuji atop her, pressing his cheek to her bosom as slender fingers tangled in his hair, the other hand wrapping around his back.
Shuffling a bit to settle in more comfortably, Kalawarner cradled Yuuji against her, smiling all the wider as Yuuji wrapped his arms around her in turn.
"Ray was right… your boobs really are comfy…"
Kalawarner's response was a soft hum, and in moments, only the gentle sound of their breathing was heard.
As they lay tangled together on the bed, without any warning at all, Akeno dipped a hand into her own cleavage.
Rias watched her with a raised eyebrow as a tiny slip of paper was produced, and a little spark of magic emblazoned a check mark in gold beside one name on the list.
Two lovely voices giggled in the dark.
This chapter took a long while to get out so it's… well, almost all sex.
I was going to segue into the training arc, but I don't want to keep you guys waiting any longer, so it will be all of next chapter and probably part of the one after.
Which is gonna be hella fun, by the way. Got lot's of crazy ideas for the training arc, so now we get back into the action oriented portions of the story.
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