WARNING: This story includes mature and sexual elements. This chapter in particular will depict moments of girl-on-girl action. Readers, proceed at your own discretion.

Chapter 13: Goddesses' Tag team

Waking up was never fun. Sleep was a beautiful, intoxicating thing that he had grown far too used to, especially once he'd escaped Aincrad. Sleeping in-game could never compare to the beauty of the real world's feeling, and he wanted to drown himself in that luxury, never a need to care about the troubles he would have to face.

Waking up now, however, was a different thing. His mind swam in a wonderful, lost haze, his body in that comfortable state of being warm and engulfed in softness. Something tickled his chest—hair, he realized, and it was such a silky thing that he couldn't help but absently run his hands through, feeling the body on his shudder at his ministrations.

The boy hummed softly to himself, eyes still closed as he relished in the moment. 'Asuna must have snuck into my arms last night while I was asleep,' he thought to himself. 'I didn't even notice when she got back…'

A part of him worried that Eugeo would notice, but she always knew how to leave unnoticed. Even now, asleep as she was, he had a feeling that she must have put up a spell in place to notify her whenever his best friend would be returning to their room, which would give her the cue she needed to leave the scene and to dispel any evidence of their lovemaking. Convenient as ever.

The body in his arms shifted a little. That alone was slowly rousing him from his own delightful slumber, his eyes coming to a slow open to bear witness to his love, the sheets slipping off her back as she rose above him—

Half-lidded red eyes, not hazels, stared back at him.

'…Eh?'

It was instantaneous. Like a jerk reflex, Kirito's brain finally kicked itself back into action, the drowsiness immediately wiped away. He took in her being—from the purple hair, completely undone, and her copper skin, and her red eyes, and her slightly shorter stature—and everything came to him at once.

The date they had. The night on that hill. The love he felt blossom in his chest for her as he made his promise to stay with her.

The hungry kisses with her back against the tree. The impatient rush to her mansion. Her against the wall, his tongue in her mouth. The wanton screaming of his name upon her lips as he fucked her—

Kirito's face slowly heated up. 'Right. That happened,' it had only been a single round, but even that had been quite something. It was a new experience altogether, and Kirito had to fight off the rising grin that threatened to split his face. 'It's all true, then. Yuuki and I, we…'

Are dating now? He supposed that was the logical conclusion. It still went without question that the woman that he wanted as his wife was Asuna (and she'd no sooner than drop a building on a crowd if he didn't become her husband—and he dreaded the plausibility of that thought), but Yuuki…

She was special to him too. There was no denying that. And while most stories were more than content to depict any other girls besides the 'main girl' as some kind of girlfriend or mistress, Kirito acknowledged that he was a little traditional in that aspect, and he certainly hoped to have Yuuki as… well, something more, if only to prove to her that she actually meant a lot to him.

He absolutely despised stories that often ended off on a cliffhanger, leaving the fates of the other love interests unknown. And then there were those that ran for too long, leaving people to question what was actually going on. And, well… he liked to think that his story with both Asuna and Yuuki would have a proper conclusion. Perhaps marriage really was the ending.

The boy shook his head. It was too soon for those kinds of thoughts. Marriage was nice and all, but they were all still teenagers. That was something they could properly consider and think through once they were adults. And their parents would want to know too.

His line of thoughts came to an end when gentle hands came to caress his chest, a shy smile on her features as she looked up at him. "Morning, Kirito."

"Morning, Yuuki," he greeted in turn, smiling. His hand found her cheek, caressing it and feeling her nuzzle against his palm. "How are you feeling?"

"Amazing," she whispered, positively glowing. "I've never felt this way before… I feel so full," she brushed a hand across her belly, shivering. "My first time…"

"Did it go the way you hoped for?"

"More than that. It's so much better than anything my mind could have made up," she giggled, laying her cheek on his chest. His hands automatically found her hair, playing through the tresses. "Watching you and Asuna that night, I… I knew it looked amazing. Asuna looked so happy, and I just… wanted to know what it was like too. And I'm glad I got to give myself to you."

"Yuuki…"

"A-Although, I suppose I have to admit, that wasn't the first time I saw you two…"

Her words made him pause. "What?"

"I… may have been trying to work up the courage to ask you out a lot of times," she admitted, averting her gaze from him. "That night, Asuna confronted me before you two started that she wanted me to come in. Otherwise, she'd drag me in by the hand herself."

That's… well, he knew his wife was assertive, but man. Poor Yuuki.

Also, the fact that she'd apparently seen them making love more than once was a little embarrassing. At least she hadn't gone around and told anyone. He wouldn't have known where to show his face ever again.

"A-Aha, well, it's fine. I'm not mad, and I doubt Asuna is. Just… were you okay with that? It must have been uncomfortable."

"N-No! I just..! Well, I guess I was supposed to just find my guts and talk to you guys, but I always chickened out every night."

"I see… Well, at least that's over," she leaned her head up to meet his gaze, Kirito grinning back. "You've told us how you've felt, and I'm glad for that. And I promise you, Yuuki, I'll make you happy. I won't go back on my word."

"…Heh. I know you won't."

Feeling her in his arms now, snug against him and so warm, her legs entangled in his and her breath upon his skin, Kirito wanted nothing more than to simply waste the day away like this, wrapped up in her sheets and relishing in the love of her presence. That should have been enough.

Unfortunately, as he was quick to realize, such an uncompromising position like this was bound to do many things to a hormone-fuelled teenager like himself, and with the sleep completely wiped out of his system, there was one other thing that mattered…

"Eep!" The girl above him cried out. "S-Something touched me!"

"Ahh… That was me…"

Yuuki looked at him, confused at first, only to blush when the realization hit her. "O-Oh. Right."

"You can just ignore me. That's, uhh, a natural reaction."

Not to mention that he may or may not have been conditioned by Asuna. That girl was sex-craved (and he says that with complete adoration and no offense intended), and their time together in bed was usually nothing but sex. Morning, evening, night—the time mattered not. She'd use whatever opportunity she had to throw the both of them into a world of pleasure, and he'd loved that.

Unfortunately, that was sort of the same here, as his body was craving for release. It also didn't help that he'd only gone a single round with Yuuki the night prior, which was simply not enough for him. With Asuna, they'd always gone at least five rounds together, and they'd push it as far as they could before being forced to stop.

The boy sucked in a breath, ignoring how hard his throbbing member was, or the way it was pulsing against Yuuki's thighs. They were delightfully soft, and a treacherous part of his mind asked him to grind his dick between them.

'Shut up, brain! Not now!'

"Um… D-Do you want to, you know… like, now?"

Her question was tantalizing, and his body was very much in agreement. He held back, however. "I mean… only if you want to. I don't want to force you into anything," he said, brushing the back of her head. "Last night was our first time and all, and I get it if you'd want to take a little breather—"

"But you always go more than once with Asuna," she pouted, a little annoyed.

"W-Well, that's because we're more or less used to that. Plus, stopping is just a suggestion to her. One she steadfastly ignores in most circumstances."

"Then I'm okay with that too! I don't need to go slow; I can do just as much as her!" The sheets fell from her back as she rose fully, seated atop him. She must have discarded her blouse and her skirt at some point. Her breasts, her skin, the curves that would lead down to her sex—all of it was on full display to him, as were the small stains between her legs. "You don't need to treat me like I'm fragile. I'm stronger than that."

"I know that! Just… you know what I meant."

"I do. But I don't mind. I'm okay with that. I'd be happy if you would."

The honesty in her voice left him conflicted, but he knew that withholding himself would just be a terrible idea. When a girl was upset, he'd learnt that one way to get on her good side was to just agree with her on any matter. A bad idea at times, a typically good one in other situations.

Weighing the possibilities of each route, he eventually sighed and laid back. "Well, if you're sure…"

"Of course I'm sure. In fact, if you don't believe me, I'll show you."

His first instinct was to ask her what that meant, but a groan slipped past his lips when he felt the implications of her words, her toned butt grinding wonderfully against his dick, practically massaging it. It was a smooth curve, smooth and so tantalizing to grope.

"You like this, don't you?" Her cheeky grin returned to her, hands on his chest as she moved back and forth, playing with his cock. "You think I'm a kid, don't you? Just because I'm two years younger than you doesn't mean I'm daft, Kirito."

"I… I never said that..!"

"You don't need to. I can tell," she lowered herself a little more, breathing a little deeper as she pinned his dick between her thighs, rubbing them against one another and leaving him sandwiched in the middle. "But I, ahh. I've watched you two plenty of times to know how things work. And I can do just as good as Asuna does… Mmm… At least, I hope so."

That was quite the declaration. Asuna was skilled to an absurd degree, showcasing flexibility and diversity in the bed that never failed to boggle him. Yuuki was new to all of this, but even then, her eagerness made up for her lack of skill, and he was all too excited to see what she could be capable of.

The boy hummed in pleasure. "Alright then… I'll leave it to you, Yuuki."

"Heh… You won't regret this one bit."

Yuuki lifted her hips off of him, grabbing his dick and stroking it with one hand, directing it towards her wetting lips. She slowly lowered herself, his head pressing against her and spreading her open around him, that familiar warmth inviting him. Still unused to him, she was moving very slowly, but even that brought about a warm, pleasurable wave.

And he felt scummy for even comparing the two girls. But where Asuna was already moulded to suit him, Yuuki was still new; tighter, but no less delightful. Her tunnel constricted irregularly, her body shuddering with each passing moment as he was buried deeper into her, he was absolutely loving this entire moment.

She steadied herself atop him, leaning back so that her hands could support herself on his legs. Her breasts bounced lightly in the air, jutting out as she arched her back. Her hair slipped down her shoulders, sweat on her skin, faint signs of bruises and love bites marring the surface of her neck, her chin, her abdomen.

"T-This is okay, right?" She asked, shuddering. "A-Am I good?"

"Of course you are, baby…"

"O-Okay… I'm about to move…" Slowly, she lifted herself. "Oooaah…"

'Fuck, this is so good…' He watched as his shaft revealed itself as she pulled herself up, almost exposing his crown, only to disappear back within her as she dropper herself onto his lap. Kirito's vision wavered, a sharp gasp expelled. "Fuck! Aargh… Fuck, just like that, Yuuki..!"

It was a slow pace at first. She had to get used to the rhythm, her body fighting hard to recall the motions when she'd been so lost at that time, wracked with climax after climax that robbed her the ability to think.

Eventually, however, she was steadily getting there, fingers digging into his skin as she jerked her hips up and down on his. Speeding up, the sounds of slapping flesh permeated across the room, his eyes refusing to stray from the girl bouncing herself atop him. Her breasts danced with her motions, her teats perked and ripe. His eyes traced her figure, then to where they were connected, his dick lost in her tunnel as electric after electric danced within him.

Yuuki was no better, little sounds of whimpers and groans periodically slipping out of her as she fucked him. She made for such an immaculate sight in that moment, reminding him that she wasn't a little girl; she was a woman with wants, and that was currently in stuffing herself full of him.

"S-So good..!" She whined. He could see her body quivering, her motions picking up in speed as the urge to orgasm overwhelmed anything else. Her pussy clenched around him, little traces of her fluids running down his legs. His cock twitched within her with every bounce, and he had to wonder if she was beginning to lose her mind as he was. "Kir—Aah..! Oh, you're so big in me! I-I can't, hhaa! I-I, ooaaannh!"

A climax ripped her apart, her screaming reaching a hike in pitch as she trembled above him. Kirito felt it in the way that her hands clenching his legs had become tighter, her walls a vice grip around him that threatened to milk him for all that he was worth. It was so sudden, so powerful, that he had to fight through his own urge to release so soon.

Her body came to a stop, twitching weakly above him as she rode out her orgasm. Her mouth ajar, spit running down her lower lip, her gaze unfocused. It was a scene so unlike anything he had ever seen, he knew he couldn't hold himself back!

"H-Hang on… I, I'll get toooOOOH!"

Her words slurred away into a guttural groan as he suddenly rose up as well, the motion catching her off-guard. Crimson eyes stared at him in shock, only to fall shut as he caught her lips, driving her tongue against her and playing with her breasts, rolling them in his hands.

"Wa-Wait, Kirito..!" She panted, spit bridging between them as she pulled away. "I'm still sensitive, I can't—"

"I'm sorry. I couldn't hold back… Haaah. I'll make this feel good for the both of us."

"N-Nhoo! Wait, please! Stop, KiYhaaAAA!"

With his fingers digging deep into her waist, Kirito grunted as he lifted her up, delighting in the way her cavern pulled on him as he slowly unsheathed himself from her, a wonderful drag that allowed his nerves to burst with activity.

And then he drove her down hard—"HYYHAAA!" Kirito grunted as he felt her lock up, the pressure building up even further as she was pushed beyond her limits, travelling deeper than she'd managed earlier to punch into the recesses within her. Yuuki arched backwards, screaming all the while as his own vision swam for a moment.

There was no denying that Yuuki was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen in his life. Toned in the right places, with a slim body and a modest build, she benefitted from her youthful appearance, goddess in both appearance and power.

But he had never seen her in this context, stripped of her armour and clothes. Underneath it all, her figure truly was an hourglass, the softness of her plump, round ass and her lovely breasts doing so many things to his brain. Her hair, long undone, splayed everywhere as he bounced her on his lap and pushed as deeply as he could within her. Her breath slipped out of her in shaky moans, her tunnel clenching hard on him each time he punched into her.

"So fucking adorable…" He muttered, hugging her tightly, squashing he breasts against his chest. "So fucking sexy…" A grunt slipped past his lips. "Yuuki, if you keep offering yourself like this, uurgh… I'll fuck you every single night… Haah. Y-You'll never walk again. I'll make it so that you can't ever think of anything else. Are you sure you're prepared for that?"

"Of course!" She screamed, arms wrapped tight around him. "Aaannh… I-I'll always be there for you! A-Anytime! Just fuck me whenever you want! I'll always make time for you!"

"Words are easily said, Yuuki. Not as easy to keep to."

"I will! Goddesses, I will! I'm yours to use, every single day! S-So just fuck me! AAAH! Fuck me, Kirito!"

As a groan rumbled from his throat, he found himself pumping harder into her, biting into her shoulder and leaving behind a new bruise. His woman. It was so greedy of him when he'd already had a claim on Asuna, but there was no way he could deny Yuuki. Not when she was so eager to take him in, promises of being his bitch too tantalizing.

He partly blamed Asuna for having created this part of him. All the dirty talks and the things they've done had clearly corrupted him to an absurd degree, and he realized that he was pulling Yuuki deep under as well.

But just the thought of corrupting the previously innocent girl stoked his soul in such a visceral way, and he wanted nothing else.

Adjusting their positions, he pushed her down onto the bed with her head down into the pillow, muffling her whining and screaming as he plowed at her from behind. His fingers pressed deeply into her waist, using her as nothing but an outlet as he relished in the pleasure that came in waves, unending like a torrent. And hearing her voice…

"Kirito! AhhHYYAA! Ohh, so good~! More, Kirito! Just fuck me more! D-Deeper—Oooh, just like that..! Mmmm~!"

Hearing such foul language from her would have shocked him under normal circumstances, but the fact that he was busy fucking her brains out was something he deemed feasible enough to give her a pardon for. And by all that was holy, why did she have to feel so good?

When the girl's screaming reached a peak, breaking off into a wordless howl, he could tell that she'd hit another orgasm, clenching down hard on him as her back arched off the bed. He groaned, feeling his own hold beginning to falter.

"I'm about to cum in you, Yuuki. You want it, don't you? Want me to put a baby in you?"

"N-Nngh~! Yes! I do!"

"Honest, aren't you?" He hissed, groping a handful of ass. It reddened from his rough ministrations, but judging by the way her body visibly trembled, she was more than happy with it. "You just want to be filled to the brim. So fucking greedy. Always wanting more! Never enough!"

"I-I do!" She admitted, panting as her tongue lolled out of the corner of her lips. Her head leaned back to stare at him, face burning red and her eyes drunk on lust. "Cum in me, Kirito! Give me everything! Fuck meeeEEEE!"

Her voice reached yet another peak as his body finally caved in, his want of release finally fulfilled as the dam broke. Electric raced up and down him, stars bursting within his vision. The boy buried his groan into her hair, feeling his balls churn and his dick spasm as rope after rope of his essence shot forth into her, painting every part of her tunnel in his colours, all the while as Yuuki trembled beneath his hold.

His cock finally gave out after a full minute, having ceased spurting everything into her. A shaky breath left his lips, the sheer relief he had granting him just that brief window of joy for his ability to reach the end, bringing Yuuki to climax as well.

But, as he'd said, it wasn't done. Not by a long shot.

"K-Kiritooo… Y-You filled me up soooOHHH!" The girl cried out as he suddenly began thrusting into her, a slow rhythm that still caught her off-guard, every little movement making his sensitive dick twitch pleasantly—maddeningly—within her. "Wait! N-No, I just—"

"I told you I'm not done yet," he chuckled, moving his hips against hers, delighting in her little squeezes. "Haaah… This is what you signed up for. So just take it like a good little bitch!"

"No! No, wait, I'm not reaAAHHH!"

Lifting her hips and forcing her legs to spread apart, Yuuki had to spread her own arms out to support her weight. Positioned in a doggy position, Kirito found renewed vigour as he began pumping into her, picking up speed and pushing his heightened sensitivity to taste lusty delight once more.

And Yuuki, far more unprepared for the sudden dive into pleasure once more, could only hang her head low as she was used by her lover, moaning his name endlessly as she tried to spread her legs even further apart, welcoming him with sopping eagerness, cum dribbling down her thighs and soaking into the mattress.

Not like any of them cared. Trapped in this carnal heat, his body could only think of finding as much pleasure as they could, delighting in the way she would squeeze around him and attempting to milk him dry. He allowed himself to fall, and how poetic it was that a human like himself and a goddess would be connected in wanton lust.

They were like rabbits. His lips pressed against hers so fiercely, tongues lapping at one another. His hands ran over her body, grasping flesh and leaving behind marks. Her fingers teased at his pecs and at their point of connection, teasing her sensitive clit and bringing herself to peaking ecstasy over and over.

What happened afterwards was a blur, but Kirito knew he had certainly brought Yuuki to every corner of her room, pushing her into position after position and forcing her to take him in. And every single time, she was welcoming, begging him for yet another round when the both of them climaxed, her squeezing around his dick and milking him for all the cum he could give her.

Against the wall with her face squashed into the window; her pushed down into the bed with her ass in the air; sat on the table while he railed her; her sat on his lap once more like the very beginning.

And through it all, he savagely ravaged her, both their voices a lust-addled duet as they danced to one another's rhythm, so in sync as they fucked. With every single push he gave, she would thrust her hips forwards, allowing him deepest access, and their bodies burned hot with lust and imminent release.

And how many times had he pumped his semen into her at this time? How many times had he pushed her over the edge? Were she no goddess, there would have been no denying the possibility of her being pregnant. Not when he'd released so much in her that the excess had now stained her sheets and her floor, the room an intoxicating trap that overwhelmed their sense of smell, something that both of them were becoming far too used to.

His lips against hers, tongues dancing once more. One hand holding her by the waist while the other toyed with her nipple. Her hands clenching his ass, pulling him closer each time he thrusted into her. Her legs wrapped tight around his waist.

"S-Sooo cloooose~..!" She slurred. Her lower lip had been split from where he'd accidentally run his teeth over, but the sight was so fucking sexy. She'd long been broken, her expression desperate and pleading. "Please..! Ouuhn, Kirito, please! I want it so badly!"

"Me too! Urggh..! I'm so close!" He panted. "With me, Yuuki! Just let go! With me!"

He slowed his thrusts, just enough to rail into her even harder, striking her sweet spot that left her trembling in his arms. Her leglock tightened around him, her voice having been robbed from her as her peak came seconds later and her tunnel constricting him in a vice grip.

Once more, Kirito came, pumping more of his colours into her. Unable to accommodate, he could feel it running down both their legs, slick and sticky and thick. It was all he could do to keep himself there, thrusting two more times to push himself deeply inside before he gave up, too overwhelmed to do more than to ride it out.

Eventually, his orgasm ceased, and his body finally shut down, mind blacking out.

Getting used to having sex for hours sounded like the weirdest thing to be proud of. After all, saying that out loud only made it seem as if he'd become a professional prostitute or something, and that was furthest from the truth.

Nevertheless, with countless time spent purely to make love and exhaust himself over and over, he'd gotten a little better at developing a resistance to it. Built up his stamina, so to speak, which wasn't exactly perfect—any moment spent with Asuna would always leave him blacked out, and his time today with Yuuki was so amazing that he'd been overwhelmed.

He couldn't escape the waking world forever, however. Just as he'd gotten better at attrition, he'd improved in recovery as well, so his mind and body were able to reset themselves to bring him back to consciousness.

And the first thing he came to was the feeling of his dick wrapped in a warm mouth.

He knew it was a mouth because, while his mind was still trying to refresh itself, the warmth and wetness, coupled with the tongue lapping around his member from below, was all too recognizable at this point.

But therein lied a new problem all of its own; that being, that it wasn't Yuuki.

Not when he'd opened his eyes to see her completely knocked out right beside him, face flushed and looking utterly satisfied. She was immaculate like this. Underneath the blankets, he gingerly reached a finger for her quim. A brief moment of contact, and the girl shivered. He felt something wet and sticky, confirming that they'd just fucked mere moments ago.

Both the sound she made and the sight she was in reignited the smoulders in his soul—and his member was invigorated all the same, helped even further by the gentle ministrations he was receiving, leaving him to groan in pleasure.

Groggily, he called out. "Asuna..?"

The culprit stopped, the body beneath the covers atop him slowly rising to let the covers fall off her body. "Kirito-kun," the beautiful yet perverted goddess returned, smiling prettily at him. "Good morning. Or should I say, afternoon. You were out for quite a while."

"Wha—Seriously..?" His eyes shifted to the closest window, squinting a little at the light passing through. "Shit… Do we need to—"

"Don't worry. I've told the others that you might not be able to return today. They're understanding like that," he highly doubted that. A boy and a girl going off on a date for a whole day, then disappearing on the next, was just grounds for suspicion. He made that known to her, who simply giggled back, as if he'd just told her a joke when he was very obviously panicking. "It's fiiine! You worry too much!"

"It's a healthy amount of worry for the situation that I'm in!"

"Sssh," she leaned forwards, a finger on her lips. "Everything will be fine. Just trust me."

Just trust her… He always did. Not a single day passed in his life where he would never willingly give up his heart, his soul, his everything to her.

His mind halted as her finger fell, tracing down his jaw to his chin. It ran down his neck, nail scraping lightly against his skin that left little jolts running through him. Her eyes were sultry, her glossy, wettened lips drawing his gaze as he swallowed heavily.

A shuddering breath escaped him as he felt fingers wrap around his throbbing member. His cock flexed in turn, and the grip became firm, steadying him. Slowly, almost painfully so, it began to shift up and down, jerking him off. He could see the sheets atop him shifting with every part of her movement. "Asuna," he whispered. "Keep going…"

"Mm, of course. Just sit there and let it happen…"

He did just that, relaxing as he focused on the feeling of his wife slowly pumping his dick. With the wetness from both him and Yuuki coating him, it was so simple for her to manoeuvre her hand. Each time her finger slipped against the ridge of his cockhead, he felt himself go tense, trying to focus on that singular point where pleasure ran through his being with every stroke she gave.

"Mmm… You smell so delicious," she said quietly, running her other hand over his cockhead and teasing the slit, while her other hand continuously pumped his shaft at a slightly faster pace. Fluids coated him fully now, her hands moving so gracefully. It left him breathless, his body begging release so soon, yet he held on just a little longer. "How was Yuuki? Was she wonderful?

"She was…"

"I saw everything. How you took her and pushed her down. Fucked her like a little bitch in heat," her voice grew heated, her hands faster. His back arched off the bed, spreading his legs a little wider to give her better access. "And she kept begging you to do so. I saw just how badly she wanted you to knock her up. She came her brains out… And you kept fucking her. It was so, so… hot…"

"A-Asuna..!"

Forgoing any gentle play, Asuna gripped his shaft with both hands and pumped him vigorously now. She was fully into it now, the side of her that never showed itself before any other people coming in full force.

"Go ahead, Kirito-kun. Just think of Yuuki in your lap. Think of yourself cumming in her all over again. Imagine putting a baby in her womb… Think about how fat she'll become, as she leaks milk and wets herself every single time you stick your dick in her wet, little pussy!"

Kirito could see it; he was on the bed, making love to Yuuki and ramming his cock into her. But there was a stark difference here, where her belly seemed rounder now. Fuller, as their child sat in there, kicking in tandem with his cock pressing against her womb and bringing her to the edge, milk running free from her puffy nipples.

The image was so impossible because he couldn't see her as an adult. And he'd never even gone that far to truly convince himself to take her as his wife.

But nothing needed to make sense. Not when the scene was so fucking sexy that he instinctively thrusted his hips into his lover's hands, almost whining with need as he imagined Yuuki begging him to fuck her harder.

"Hurry, Kirito-kun… Cum in her, Kirito-kun! Cum!"

"A-AuUrrRGH!"

The first spurt was a heavy spit of thick semen, striking the sheets. Repeated shots at the same spot served to drench the cloth, darkening the previously white sheet. With the head of his cock in contact with the sheet, every pulse was a dizzying thing that left him overly sensitive from both the ejaculation and the friction generated.

His release ran for a little longer than usual, Asuna's hand continuously stroking him while she whispered sweet nothings into his ear. He finally ran out after almost an entire minute, and by then, the sheets were completely unsalvageable.

"Mmm… There's so much…"

"T-That's… Aaah…" He let out a deep breath, still so dizzy from the high. And yet, his body refreshed quickly enough, and his eyes met Asuna's excited gaze. "Perhaps they'd be better served put into your body than outside, wouldn't it..?"

"Y-Yes," she moaned.

"Good, then I want you to—"

"B-Before that, can I do something?"

Kirito quirked a brow, but allowed her to take the lead once more. She started off by throwing the sheets off the bed, revealing him and Yuuki in complete indecency, their markings of sex clear to be seen. Yuuki looked so battered as she was, but there had never been any more beautiful thing.

What caught him off-guard when she suddenly positioned Yuuki to be lying a little closer to the foot of the bed, her feet practically dangling over the edge. Asuna spread her legs open, revealing her cream-filled quim that actively leaked down her legs. Just the sight of it made him hard once more.

But then, Asuna suddenly bent over, hands on either side of Yuuki's legs, positioning herself so that her ass was sticking out in front of him and her head was suspiciously close to Yuuki's lower half. By the clear sheen down her legs, he could tell that she'd been enjoying herself watching him and Yuuki.

Still, he shook that thought away, more confused by the odd position. "Um, Asuna. What are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious?" She asked in turn, grinning like the cat that caught the canary. "You're going to fuck me from behind while I have my little dessert."

Fuck her while she had her dessert..? What does that even—

Oh.

Ohhh.

Realization dawned on him far too quickly, his eyes widening and face flushed with colour as his gaze swapped from Asuna to Yuuki's sleeping figure, then back to the smirking lass. She wiggled her ass, and the sight of it was mesmerizing enough to make him stare at the motions. He gulped deeply.

This was… okay. So, this was new territory. He'd only ever been in a loyal, single relationship with Asuna thus far, therefore making his knowledge in this world of carnal pleasure unfortunately lacking. Her intentions was clear, and just the thought of pulling Yuuki into a threesome while she was still asleep was so messed up, erotic and exciting that, if he hadn't been hard before, he was as firm as stone now.

With trembling hands, he reached forwards and rested his hands on her round butt, slowly sinking his fingers into her flesh. He relished in the familiar softness of it all, and he slowly moved towards her, inching the tip of his member towards her excited pussy. And in that time, Asuna had moved her own face closer to Yuuki's maidenhood, ready to dig in the moment he did the same.

It was such an exciting thing that the voice in him demanded he goes even faster. But he fought back the urge, wanting to relish in this scene for a little while longer, burning every single passing second of this impossibly sexy sight into his brain.

And then, when he felt a sliver of his strength return to him, Kirito breathed out—and slowly pushed forwards into her folds.

"O-Ouhhh…" She moaned, slowly spreading her feet apart. "Yesssss… Just like that…"

He inched forwards, more and more until he felt himself hilted to the very base, his balls resting against her perineum. Inside, she was delightfully warm, and though she lacked the tightness that Yuuki possessed, she was so familiar and welcoming and so fucking good that he was already losing his mind from these mere seconds spent in her.

Without saying a word, Kirito pulled back, only to push deep into her. It was a strong, slow thrust that drew out a long, pained moan from the heiress, who stared over her shoulder to stare at him, wanting more.

And he gave her that. In just a few thrusts, Kirito had effectively picked up a suitably decent pace, breathing out with every time the tip of his cockhead pressed against a spot deep inside of her, leaving her to tremble and whine like the bitch in heat that she was.

But rather than focus on him, Asuna had set her sights on something else. He could barely tell what it was, but he knew immediately when she changed the angle of her friend's lower body, allowing only a scant view of her wet pussy.

It disappeared as the heiress's lips dove for it, catching it in what transcended into a series of noisy, slopping tonguing.

Kirito hissed loudly, his cock throbbing hungrily at the sight. His wife was actually eating her out in her sleep, all while he rammed her from behind. She'd given him the signs. Made him aware of what she was about to do.

But seeing it here now—as the chestnut-haired girl hungrily lapped up at the cum dribbling from the purplette's pussy, her tongue dancing around the edges before digging deep into her tunnel to play with her—Kirito knew that he was more turned on than he had ever been in his entire life.

That was a surge to his motions, his body moving even faster as he lost himself to the pleasure, breathing haggardly without tearing his eyes away from the two. It was such a fantastical sight that he wanted to remember for the rest of his life, Asuna's aggressive assault on her best friend's pussy making him clench even harder on her ass.

Even unconscious, Yuuki seemed to tremble slightly, weak little moans escaping her throat as she shifted on the bed. Her arms moved about, her legs spread open a little more to give Asuna better access to her—she accepted the invitation, settling her hands on both of Yuuki's legs as she pushed her tongue deeper into her.

"…Nhgha…" Yuuki breathed out, her lips trembling, her body slacking and her stomach rising. "Ough…"

"She loves it," Kirito breathed out. "Imagine what she will think. Knowing that her best friend is currently eating her out in her sleep. She never asked for this. She's so helpless, she'll be so afraid and so… so excited when she wakes up," he leaned in a little closer, humping into her with as much hunger as she was to accept. "Make her feel so good, she wouldn't want anything else."

Like a switch flipped, the girl screamed in ecstasy as she came, clenching tightly around him. And like a chain rection, Yuuki was finally roused from her slumber, looking deliriously at them.

And when those crimson eyes finally took in the sight before her, they shot wide open, wrought with disbelief.

"K-Kirito-kun? What's happoooohh..!"

"I-It's okay, baby. Just give in to Asuna," he slapped his wife's ass. "Get to it."

The heiress nodded weakly, returning to what she'd been doing earlier. Yuuki only had half a second to realize what was happening, shouting: "Wait! You don't have to do thheeANH!"

The girl's back arched off the bed completely as Asuna dug into her with excitement. He'd had enough experience eating his wife out, so he could only imagine just wonderful it must have felt for Yuuki. Judging by her gasping moans, Asuna's years of experience was more than enough to leave her melting in pleasure, screaming every single time she teased her abused clit.

Kirito hadn't forgotten his own job, too busy trying to ravage his lover's tunnel and continuously mould him to her shape. It was a dance that he was far too happy to be involved in, listening to the delightful screams of his youngest lover and the appreciative moans of the woman he was currently fucking.

It couldn't last long. Not when he'd just came mere moments ago, and far too sensitive and drained, he found his release incoming. It was an incoming fall over the edge, and he desired its arrival, pushing himself even further and striking faster than he had, leaving the girl in front of him to work her tongue in her best friend's quim even faster, which left her in the position to struggle and cry out even louder.

"I'm coming," he said eventually, grunting. "I'm nearing my end… Argh..! Here it is!"

When he finally released, it was five powerful shots into the deepest part of Asuna's womb. Further little spurts dyed her inner walls white, and just as she climaxed from him, so too had Yuuki, clenching her thighs around the older girl's head tight as she jizzed excessively against her face, a wordless scream expelled as she struggled for air.

Eventually, as his volley made its final shot, he found himself slipping back, pulling his dick out of the wettened cavern of his first lover. Cum dribbled down her legs almost immediately, running down like a slick trail of honey that his eyes traced with open admiration.

Asuna finally pulled herself back, smiling over shoulder at him. "Wow…" She breathed out. "That was… incredible…"

"It really was…" He nodded, gulping as he moved to sit on the bed, feeling the mattress squeak under his weight. He blinked, feeling his body totally drained. "Man… That sure was something… Not sure if I could do something like that ever again…"

Someone moved to sit beside him, resting her chin on his shoulder. He glanced to the side, meeting amused hazels. "What are you talking about? Seeing that you'll be dating the two of us now, you'll be expected to be able to satisfy the both of us, be it separately or together."

Her making it official that he was now in a relationship with the both of them filled his chest with warmth. The knowledge that he would be expected to have even more threesomes with them in the future, on the other hand, left him thrumming with want once more.

For his sake, however, he quashed on that, wanting to at least make sure he didn't die from dehydration and muscle strain. "R-Right. Um. Are you okay with this?" When she quirked a brow, he repeated himself. "With… With us. I want this, I do, but… are you really fine with this?"

"…Oh, Kirito," she sighed, sounding disappointed, yet also as if she'd expected this. "Not only did I give you my permission, then you went on a date with Yuuki, and finished it off by fucking her—" He winced at that. "—and you still think I may have second thoughts about this entire ordeal?"

"I-I guess not. Sorry. I'm just making sure," her other brow raised. "What? It's a fair concern!"

"…I cannot believe you," she sighed again. Then, she looked to the dazed girl on the bed. "Yuuki, can you come over here for a moment?"

"Ah-bwuh..?"

"Just for a bit. I need to tell Kirito-kun something."

The purplette clearly didn't understand what she meant, but she obeyed regardless, sitting up on the bed and slowly approaching them on all fours. "Yes, Asuna? What did you—"

Her words were effectively silenced when her lips were claimed by another pair; a deep, passionate exchange that made the younger girl tremble, moaning happily.

But it hadn't been him who'd kissed her. It was Asuna.

Kirito watched, wide-eyed, as his wife and his newest girlfriend found one another in a liplock. And it wasn't even a quick and brief exchange; it was a full-on, tongue-on-tongue action where the older girl began playing with her best friend's body, teasing her fingers across her skin and grasping her tight around the back of her neck. Yuuki was helpless to it, allowing herself to become a victim of lust and enjoy the treatment she was receiving.

Eventually, they pulled away from one another, breathing heavily as a single bridge of saliva remained the only thing connecting their lips. Their gaze, beady, their chests heaving, a silent message spoken between the two.

And once more, the two dove in for one another, Asuna pushing forwards and rolling her tongue against Yuuki's. Yuuki fought back, hand rushing straight for her friend's pussy and playing with the clit, drawing out muffled hisses while her other hand played with her own.

Kirito had thought he'd already witnessed the most unexpected thing when Asuna had eaten her best friend out when he'd been busy ramming his dick in her. But this?

This was so much more. It was so personal, so incredibly passionate, and so fucking erotic.

When they pulled away from one another, still trapped in that haze, the girls looked to him as one. "I want this," Asuna spoke airily. "I want the three of us to be together, no matter what…"

"We'll be happy together," Yuuki agreed, smiling drunkenly. "And we'll make you happy too, Kirito… Even now…"

Her eyes slowly shifted downwards. Asuna followed suit, and their smiles turned into a shy one and a predatory one respectively. Kirito followed their gazes, and found that his cock was standing at full-mast once more, ready for a fresh new round.

Slowly, he looked back at them, and sighed at the excited looks on their faces.

This was going to be a long day.

By the time they were done painting the walls and the floor white, night had fallen over Zakkaria, crickets coming to play and the winds carrying forth the coldness of the plains. It was a pleasant night, and the three lovers had enjoyed that well after their sessions.

Kirito had completely blacked out this time. He'd gotten so much better at going for multiple rounds at a time, but even he was human; he'd hit his limit tonight, after he'd well and truly emptied himself into both her and Yuuki's wombs, filling them to the brim and then leaving the excess to run all over their bodies, the furniture, in their mouths, on the floor…

Everything was a mess, and she wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

"How was it?" She asked her fellow girlfriend, rubbing slow, gentle circles around her stomach. "You certainly had a lot of fun today."

"It really was," Yuuki giggled, leaning into her and kissing her on the neck. Asuna hummed in delight, resting her hand on the girl's back. "Both you and Kirito… you two were perfect. I could have never imagined it turning out the way it did."

"Neither did I, but I have absolutely nothing to complain about."

"Mmhm…"

"And I'm glad it worked out. I was a little worried that it didn't," she admitted. "Even though Kirito said all those things to me, and though he might have been serious about the date, there was always the chance that he might have changed his mind. That he didn't, well… I'm really happy about that."

"Me too. And I'll do my best to make him happy," Yuuki said, conviction in her tone. "Him and you, Asuna," the older girl perked up, looking surprised. "After everything you've given me—this life, this love, this feeling of finally being complete—it's the least I can do. And it makes me happy too when you're happy," she smiled. "So of course I'd do my best to make you happy, Asuna. I love you."

For a moment, the girl was taken aback by her heartfelt declaration, recalling just why they'd become friends at all—and why it was that she knew that Yuuki, out of all the girls she had ever met in her life, would truly be a good partner to her beloved. And that her love for her younger friend had only swelled even further.

"I love you, too, Yuuki," she whispered, hugging her close and letting her rest her face between her breasts. Asuna breathed deeply. "I love you and Kirito-kun so much. You've made me so happy already, I'm so glad to have you in my life…"

"Oh... Asu…na?"

Her arms tightened around the shorter girl. She felt Yuuki going tense in her embrace, and a part of her that she had long embraced reared its ugly head, her voice taking on a deeper, hostile tone.

"But I'll expect you to give your love to Kirito-kun as wholly and as genuinely as you have now. Don't even think of half-assing it, or else…"

Yuuki pulled away from her arms, fear in her eyes. "I-I wouldn't!" She cried out, genuine down to her bones. "I'd do anything to make Kirito happy! I-I love him!" She clutched her chest, appearing as if she was in pain. "I love him so much that I'd die if I did anything to hurt him! I… I couldn't do that to him..!"

"Then would you do everything for him?" Asuna asked in turn, one hand moving behind her friend's ear to twirl a lock of violet hair around her finger. Her eyes fell half-lidded, hazels in a glare. "Would you, Yuuki?"

"I would!" She screamed. "And I have! I killed for him!"

In that moment, the room had grown cold and silent, their eyes locked staring at one another. She regarded the younger girl's crimson orbs, panicking and close to tears…

And there, deep underneath the surface, a sickening madness could be seen. It was erratic, deathly, promising no mercy if ever threatened under the right condition. And just like the other girls and herself, it was all born out of intense devotion to but a single person.

It was a long, quiet moment before Asuna finally smiled once more, satisfied. "Good," she nodded. "I'm pleased to know that you're serious about this. I won't have Kirito-kun's lovers play with his emotions and give him anything less than their absolute devotion. And you've made it very clear that you can do just that."

The hand playing with her best friend's hair slowly inched towards her face, cupping it. Yuuki mewled, leaning into her touch as her eyes fell shut, all prior tension fading away, leaving behind only lush pleasure and joy.

"Good girl," she whispered, kissing her softly on the cheek. "Such a good girl. Mommy is so proud of you… You can be a good girl for daddy too, right?"

"Mm… I'll be such a good girl… for mommy and daddy…"

So perfect. Asuna giggled, only to lean in to catch her in yet another kiss, Yuuki eagerly accepting her. The two were at it once more, making love long into the night as their lover slept away, blissfully unaware of what just transpired between the two, let alone the part where they started moaning his name as they fingered one another to climax.

Truly, Asuna needn't have worried whatsoever. Yuuki was a perfect girl from the very start, and she'd proven it time and time again. She had nothing to be afraid of.

Not when she looked into her eyes, and all that she saw was a mirror. And that, alone, was perfect.

Author's Notes:

Huh. Did anyone forget that Yuuki, and pretty much the rest of the cast, are all insane? Sure, Asuna's open about it, but don't be making the mistake that everyone else isn't, lol. Takes a certain level of madness to bomb a town, after all.

By the time you're reading this, I'm currently in a village for a community project. I wrote this at night before bedtime, when we'd spent almost the entirety of today just walking around and taking in the sights.

I'll be here for two weeks, so I may or may not be so active at writing. But I've a feeling that my job won't be particularly heavy, so I'll find time every now and then to write a little and stuff.

Had some bad parts here and there, but there'd been more good parts that I enjoyed that more than made up for everything. I'm having fun, and that's more than enough. Be seeing y'all in the next update for the next story, whatever that may be.