Cry Havoc

An idiom: to warn of danger

Note: this is the second part of a double upload and one of the main reason for the delay. Enjoy.


Issei spent the rest of the evening after dinner utterly restless. He had taken time to put on the mask and halo in the mirror at one point or another.

Cultivating his manipulation with the equipped halo had done as promised. It was a shame he had confined himself to his room, so he couldn't output anything more than sparks of light. The newfound control of the Light was.. fulfilling in ways he never knew existed, for lack of a better word.

It was like feeling Raynare's boobs for the first time all over again, but for all but 20 seconds.

It made complete sense that his girlfriend reveled in the idea of power. That fact he had helped so much made—compounded with his own taste—even Ddraig admitted even dragons would be forever thankful if they gained such growth and sensations. Even if she still wasn't a fan of the "pretentious glow from feathered robots."

For dragons, "forever" was a promise. And in explaining that, it deepened how important his "energy" was. But, later that night, Raynare would open his eyes further on the subject.

... : ...

It stayed that way until night fell. An entire eternity later, a sudden tapping startled the brown-haired boy from idle fiddling with his powers and broke his passive cultivation.

"Come in!" he whispered, rising to meet and to help her down. He hoped Raynare sound-proofed the room already, as per routine. The window was always unlocked. There was no worry about break-ins since his room was on the second floor and the land was under the Fallen Angel's watchful watch.

Translating that into English and using the proper name would give him something like: Watcher's watchful watch. Heh. His growing intelligence could be funny at times.

She brushed aside the thin curtains with her smaller form in the hoodie-shorts combo he would never tire of and was greeted by his smile. It was just a tad off, and she knew exactly what it revealed about his thoughts. "W-What's so funny?"

"Just thought of something silly, is all,"

"Oh yeah?"

"Mhm," was his only reply as he gathered her into his arms. She was slightly cold to the touch, but that was quickly changing. The way she melted with a gradual sigh while shutting his favorite pair of eyes made him want to take care of her forever. "I love you, Raynare."

The girl didn't react, but he knew she heard. In most cases, she'd tense up slightly or react shyly. Here? She simply stared up at him. Her pinkish gaze was full of understated care—it was then he realized this person in his arms was Raynare. Not the character he had fallen for. He didn't even need to glance at her status from the corner of his vision.

His dark, mysterious Watcher didn't need to state the obvious. Normally, she would force herself to communicate for his sake, but he liked to think they didn't need it here. He didn't mind, Raynare knew. She loved to hear his love repeated, he knew. And Issei wasn't one to withhold his feelings, everyone knew, so it worked out for them.

Still, Issei wasn't one for long trails of silence. He pulled a page from his mother's book. Both his parents were introverts, especially his mom, but she always knew how to coax his father into chatting up a storm. And once his dad started, it was hard to imagine his dad as nothing but an extrovert.

Here, Raynare was his own personal introvert.

"Anything interesting happen at 'work?'"

The girl froze with a blink. Issei couldn't blame her. It was the first time he's bother prying so casually. Since being pulled into her side, willingly, he thought why not.

Issei pretended to withdraw interest. "No?"

Her slightly plump lips parted immediately to reply—but that in itself shocked her enough to pause. A part of him wished to smirk, reading the reaction, two-fold. But, he held it back, if just barely.

"A-Ah, it's not really that interesting," she finally admitted, squirming slightly.

Her body did sinful things in his arms. Issei forced himself to focus on her face since she wasn't actually trying to distract him on purpose. He had really tried his best. All the same, he failed immediately given the way his bright caramel eyes trailed her curves, lips, and the neck he had suckled upon once before.

Yuuma-forme Raynare caught on soon enough to his growing attention of another kind that prickled her passive sense of sin. Instead of following through with the unintended distraction, she let him have his fill before she continued. And this time, with a smile that told him she knew what just happened.

Issei only beamed back, more than content with this much for now.

"In being a good leader, I think I made some good progress today." Raynare paused to let him sweep her off her feet and carry her to his bed. It made her stomach flutter at the ease he did this.

Just a little bit ago (a few weeks actually), he had struggled... Now, it was so seamless, she could help but feel like an innocent princess for the first time. His growth was to be expected from a Longinus wielder, sure. Numbers on a page could only tell half the story (if only she knew). And, she knew she was one of the biggest reasons he wished to increase his strength.

That made her feel things she had never felt before. It was a part of why she wanted to be a better leader for her group, even if it was one made out of shared allegiance more than anything else. But, if she could get the group loyal to her... Well, her spy job was practically completed without anything to worry about.

"My turn, right?" Her partner asked, rhetorically, with a smug smirk. Like the other times he surprised her, the younger boy seemingly knew exactly the effect he had on her. It was like no one before.

Most Fallen didn't care much for their offspring, since they lacked the issues Angels had, and most of Fallen embraced Sin with open arms. Baraqiel and almost all the other Cadre were the gold in the rough... It was a shame what had happened to him those many years ago...

Ah- back to happier thoughts! She was with Issei!

Still, the utter devotion that he showed her did things to her. Devious things. Things she never knew she desired. That kept her up on some recent nights. On the more recent ones, she had mustered the desire to head to the source directly after years of restraint.

But that was for later. It was best she answered his inquire some instead of being vague. It would get the dragon spirit in Issei's arm to trust her just a tad more. That was more than worth it.

Raynare would have to always content with Ddraig in the boy's ear. She had to accept it since his awakening. It helped that she had read her uncle's notes on the Vanishing Dragoness and dragons in general.

Her boyfriend set her on the right side of the queen-sized bed, otherwise the area she had so blissfully awoken from just two days before. It was all cleaned up as if that night hadn't happened at all. And despite her best efforts, Raynare could feel her ears grow warm. Just like that, she waited until he joined her on the bed, face-to-face and on their sides.

"People like rewards, y'know? Fallen are pretty debaucherous creatures," she confessed with a wry smile. "But my group had kept a good watch and honestly done some great work. They deserve something at least."

The amount of sex and other sinful or addictive activities she had been exposed to—there was a time when she was curious enough to debate joining. A realization from just taking time to watch her surroundings turned her off to these things. The older generation of Watchers (mainly the Cadres) very solemnly partook. They worked themselves to the bone to uphold the infrastructure in their own ways and allow the "youth" to run rampant for the most part.

Her uncle, as "Governor," was especially guilty of this. She heard plenty of depraved stories about his "youth" after he Fell. However, he was almost nothing like that after all those millennia. He loved to flirt only when appropriate (or when funny to him) for one.

Azazel's dream of peace, that inspired her to join him on his quest in the first place, was one he worked so intricately behind the scenes. All he needed to do was break down the mechanics behind Sacred Gears. Then, use the innately flawed system to help Heaven force their way onto God's illustrious throne semi-properly instead of the sham of control they had now.

Michael was dying on Heaven's Throne, having taken it recently after a relatively recent discovery (just a bit before she was born), so his siblings wouldn't have to. That kind of sacrifice was eating up Azazel. Enough that he would tell her in a drunken state on the anniversary of his brother's sacrifice.

Now, they were so close to this major goal of his. Kokabiel's supposed actions were in direct contention and could not be allowed any further. Perhaps, she jumped the gun to do something about it, but there was nothing she could do about that now, aside from commit and pull through.

"—Ray?" A small warm hand interrupted her thoughts.

Oh- Oh shit!

"S-Sorry, was... just thinking." The ravenette would never confess to unwittingly leaning into his concerned touch by her exposed ear. She was an Upper-Class Six-winged Watcher! The bump from low-class to Upper was due to the training the maid put her through. "To be more specific, I gave them some of your lingering energy. You know how it helped me leap in strength? Unlike your s-seed, it isn't as refined, but it still helped me leap into my next pair of wings. And that was even b-before I got a taste of you..."

The verbal reminders of the Awakening and their night of passion made her want to kiss him until they were both breathless. Raynare didn't go that far, but she raised herself on one elbow and leaned towards him to press her lips to his, firmly. "Thank you for that, again."

Issei squeezed her once, replying, "Thank you, Raynare."

It drew a shiver from her. It was a little odd to feel the goosebumps appear on her skin in real time. Still, it wouldn't distract him from the way her status shifted.

His Angel had ate up the words, holding herself back to follow his unsaid request to hear her speak. It became easier and easier each time. It made him kinda want to shed tears of joy. However, he kept his calm to both ignore the growing sexual tension, and just so he wouldn't startle his shy Angel.

"It was kinda funny to see them fight over it. Mitlett had pulled out all the stops when I mentioned who the energy belonged to."

Issei had tried to keep the incredulity out of his voice. "You made them fight over it?" He was pretty sure he failed.

Raynare paused before admitting to it. "Yeah? I portioned it into uneven thirds, so they all got something."

"That doesn't really worth fighting over," he mulled aloud with furrowed brows.

So close to her, he heard her hair shift as she shook her head. "I disagree, Ise. The potential your energy contains is... unnatural. N-Not in a bad way!

Just... It's a power amplifier with no real drawbacks. Those are very few and far in-between. Having them fighting over it would both deter discussion about the source since people don't question prizes or would be too busy to even begin to, for one. And two, it's a LOT more worth than a lil squabbling. If Miltlett cared more, she would be so closer to her third pairs of wings."

That didn't really unseat his worry. He voiced them with a question, "Wouldn't the winner just have an unfair advantage?"

Again, his raven-haired girlfriend paused. "Maybe long-term..." She thought for a moment more. "If they or someone else does question, I'll frame it as a gift from the Youkai faction to celebrate our e-engagement. But for now, I wasn't going to do it too often anyway. I just wanted to give them a taste of what I could bring to the table. Or, you, my lover, could bring to our operations."

She allowed him to pull her into a hug, dragging them both down into the bed.

"If only you could show the same devotion you did for me," was all Issei said, half-jokingly.

She hid her face into his neck, shaking her head. "They'll... take advantage of you and me." His scent flooded her overcharged senses, but she fought past it. "You're so nice, Ise. Too nice... I-I couldn't help but to eventually Fall for you."

The Taken Angel shook her head again, moving on from confessing more embarrassing (read: endearing) thoughts.

"But I can't show weakness. One slip up, Donaseek would aim for my spot if he thought he could get away with it. The only real thing holding him back is his misaligned Virtue of Justice," she ended up spitting the last part with what was almost a snarl of disgust. "Now that I'm much stronger than him, his honor will no longer hold him back."

She sighed happily, despite her feelings on the matter. Why? Her attentive boyfriend started massaging her tense shoulders wordlessly. A part of her wished to get a read of his expression, but she merely continued.

"Kalawarner is the spy I'm fairly certain—not a very good one, so I wouldn't worry too much about her. I'm not underestimating her. I promiseeee..."

She moaned and cooed as his hands trailed over the skin that hid the joint of her wings.

"Fallen are capable spies, but I've been trained by my uncle in counterintelligence- if just to protect his projects," she laughed dryly, trailing off having sensed something.

At "uncle," Raynare felt a spike of wrath and envy before it could be hidden away. It wasn't as bad as it used to be. Still, it was clear Issei had caught onto her feelings for him again. By their fallen Creator (again, Drunk Azazel confessions), her Ise was so perceptive about this sometimes.

It wasn't the first time she noticed it, but it was the first time she felt honest regret about the feelings he never confessed or brought up. She had thought she toned down her fervor or hero worship for her uncle, too...

Though that was mostly because she realized she had been mentally referring to Azazel as her beloved uncle. Catching herself nearly saying it aloud was unseemly... The f-forbidden nature of incestuous relations was a common thing nowadays! So, it wasn't like she was the only one in the world with such a desire!

Given the privacy they now had and the events of last night, Raynare had no qualms showing she moved on, romantically. She didn't think she could stop looking up to the Governor of Fallen as her idol. Nor would Issei ask that of her, she knew.

All the same, with Issei by her side, she could see herself surpassing the man she looked up to. She just had to finish her self-induced mission to see the peace fall through.

But first, she had her boyfriend to fawn over. She interrupted his nimble massaging by leaning back against him. Slowly, Issei's arms encircled her, following her lead without a word. It was quiet. Cozy. Warm. It was her new safe space. If she wanted to indulge herself, Issei was all aboard if there were no potential regrets. If she wanted to bask in his everything, he would let it with just a glance to her exposed skin.

She couldn't blame him for that. She had spent the better part of the part three years trying to appeal to the Fallen Angel among Fallen.

Raynare collected herself before dropping her head onto his shoulder. Not long after, she pressed her lips against the corner of his jaw. Perhaps, expecting a makeout session, Issei held her sides.

He wasn't exactly wrong. However, they would be going a few steps beyond that, finally.

"I love you, Issei."

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Issei swallowed harshly. He was sure Raynare heard it even before her small smile widened and before she twisted in his lap to fully face him.

I-I'm going to lose my virginity tonight!

His dick hardened slightly at the thought. It stole his girlfriend's attention from his reddened face.

She pressed a finger, then two, trailing the length against the seams of his shorts. Still in Yuuma Amano's form, her pink and plump lips smirked as his hard-on twitched and swelled harder and larger.

"You're so hot, Raynare."

Perhaps it was because she spoke so much earlier or because she was feeling cheeky, she didn't say a word as she peered back up to him without stopping her ministrations in a perfect rhythm. And despite himself, his hips betrayed his sense of control over them as they twitched with minute thrusts into her touch, begging for more.

Her purple eyes sparkled and glowed in spite of the bedside lamp. They told him everything he needed to know without a single glance to her status.

She wouldn't be holding back.

Issei didn't challenge nor back down.

Instead, he pulled her into a hug before releasing her and falling back with a small laugh. She wanted to take the lead, much like that morning. There were no issues to be had, and so, he wordlessly gave her permission.

Though, he hadn't expected her to cuddle against him for a moment. And based on her status, she had been too caught up in the sudden hug and literal swing of things, too. Issei bit back a laugh that threatened to bubble at her sudden cuteness. Instead, he simply rubbed near the base of her back, where he knew her eventual fourth pair of wings would be. The unsaid promise of the future wouldn't be missed by her. She had watched him for far too long and knew him too well. That much was certain.

Pleasure was a bit of a weak point for his girlfriend in the same vein, so maybe she might not...

She went rigid. She understood him immediately. Her deathly pale face flashed forward to his.

"Do-" she struggled to hold back a wide smile, an excited titter, and a bounce of joy, "D-Do you even... know what you're 'saying?'"

Her boiling turmoil was starting to infect him. But faced with a question, Issei had to answer. He nodded resolutely as he playfully pressed his palms against her trembling hips, keeping her locked in place.

"I believe in you."

Her expression blossomed, as if finally catching up to everything. It wasn't just her ears that reddened. Her body grew warmer against him. It shivered still, seemingly boring into him to siphon heat.

"I-Ise, you c-can't..." she bit her lip, catching herself before she could start rubbing herself onto him.

She wanted to say, "you can't just promise a Fallen a new pair of wings." Given his powers, he most definitely could. She knew it firsthand, and that was the problem. It was taking her entire being, all of her mental, physical, and emotional facilities, not to abuse it—him.

She had to show she was better than the other factions who wouldn't have any such issues and above her own brethren for him.

Again, there was a slight smugness to the boy she had completely underestimated in this moment. "Why can't I?"

A pitiful whine left her before she could rethink it. "I wouldn't be able to stop!" The only thing preventing her from grinding against him was his blasted hands on her hips.

The thought of his hands there made her body want to do sinful things. Being intimate was still so new...!

She averted her gaze from his continued smirk before he sent her a reply. Her embarrassment was starting to infect her actions in the lull of the moment. Unlike the morning, she had expected her outburst, whereas it had taken her by storm then.

"It's okay. I trust you."

The confidence was everything.

However, there was still just one thing holding the dam. Perhaps, it was unintended. Maybe, she was assuming. She could just be misunderstanding.

"B-But you called me your Angel!"

It was entirely possible that she didn't need to be perfect.

One of his hands left her hips, and immediately, Raynare found herself at a loss without his touch and warmth. She glanced down, watching the hand leave with baited breath—only for it to pat her cheek, gently guiding her so they could match gazes again.

"Then, Fall, Raynare." His other hand pushed her lower half against him. "Fall for me."

And so, the dam broke. Her six wings tore through her favorite hoodie, unfurling with a many flaps and tens of feathers for each one. They betrayed every sense of control Raynare prided herself in.

"I will!" She gushed, squeezing her eyes shut. "I will!"

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She said that—screamed it even, but she was still holding back. He knew. He had seen her be so taken by her desires just that morning. And despite her cries, this wasn't it. She needed one last push. Issei knew just what to say.

"I love you regardless, Raynare."

At another increase of affection, he struggled to fight back his smirk. He was trying to be sincere right now!

In response, a part of the girl wanted to glare. It was a very insignificant part of her because so much of her was calling to her to fulfill her neglected desires. And so, fulfill she did.

Her lips would've crashed against Issei's if not for one of his hands softening her descent. The fact he caught onto her movement before she could made the Fallen Angel muffle a cry into his mouth.

It was the small things that mattered so much to her.

"I love you," she tried to say, now trying to convey it through more than just their shared gazes. "I love you! I love you…!"

His hands trailed her wings. Raynare promptly shivered in anticipation for the sensations to wreck her body that wasn't willing to be still! She shut her eyes to enjoy the initially pleasant buzz and to somehow hide her frenzied look. He swallowed each of her gasps and moans with each careful strum of her feathers. He groaned softly back occasionally since her minute movements across his clothed erection would elicit a buzz of pleasure back.

Raynare pulled back first, losing more air he had during all her moans. The Fallen Angel dug herself into his neck, clutching his pajama shirt tightly. As she did so, she muttered sweet nothing's, breathlessly.

Her hot breath sent shivers up his spine. It made his fingers fumble in their meticulous massage that was previously edging dreadfully so slow to her tipping point. Incidentally, it was exactly that ruined patterned was what sent her over.

Both his arms instantly wrapped around her waist to help her body still as she drove into his pelvis, riding out her sudden peak. Raynare moaned loudly into his ear just as immediately. Issei had tried to hide his slight wince, but she noticed it despite her throes of passion. Her hips shuffled against him as she mustered the control and shifted forward to kiss his ear repeatedly. All throughout, she cooed various apologies.

It was a new sensation. Not quite bad or too odd, just new.

"...let me make it up to you," she finally said, breathless, and rising from him with trembling arms, effectively straddling him again.

In response, he spanked her just hard enough to hear it. "Go ahead, Raynare."

She couldn't back the slight flinch of surprise. Issei being in control was different, in a good way. She just wasn't used to it yet, having been his tutor and older girlfriend (with seemingly less experience than him?). He had stolen it back earlier, despite giving it up for her to do whatever.

Her body slid down his leg, pressing against her drenched wetness the whole way. Raynare ignored the way it made her feel, trying to focus on her boyfriend, who had gathered pillows beneath him so he could watch her better. There was a confident smirk she was sure he would grow into as he usurped the mantle of Red Dragon Emperor of Domination. It was only natural. It was only natural her chosen partner would be strong with the potential to grow beyond her imagination. She wouldn't have it any other way.

For now, though, it was cute that he thought he had her all figured out. She was a Fallen Watcher—not some boring Angel, despite his continued insistence. They wouldn't dig their claws into a nearly 15-year-old boy.

It helped that she could vaguely feel his power guiding him, just like her innate traits did for her. Still, it was no way it was as evolved as hers. Or maybe, she was really so repressed that her lust was just that prominent. It wouldn't be a complete surprise with how repressed she was and how it affects her kind.

She bit back a wry look as she refocused on her current duty.

And as she tugged on his shorts, her eyes zeroed on his dick that swung to meet her. Raynare let it impact her, watching Issei's eyes bug out in surprise. Just like last time. Unlike her wry look earlier, she couldn't stop the small giggle that bubbled up.

Her boyfriend blushed.

Surprisingly, she found herself mentally admitting that she would enjoy the period before her Red Dragon of Domination would become exactly that, a creature that embodied dominance. Which was strange. She had never thought she would be okay with a lover weaker than her.

Still, it left her with a decision. Her boobs or her mouth. She could gander, but thought to ask anyway. "Ise, my boobs or mouth?"

His answer was immediate, in spite of his doubled shock. He simply blurted, "boobs!"

Raynare made a show of throwing off her hoodie with a small smirk. Leaning back, she trailed her slightly muscled legs. She pretended to get her fingers stuck on her shorts to tease him. Issei's eyes briefly went past her hands, only to snap back to the slight reveal to her upper thighs. Her smirked widened slightly as she dug her hand underneath her hoodie, slowly bunching it up between her hands. The dips of her faint abs across her pale flesh among her midriff made her boyfriend swallow harshly.

He froze, mid-swallow, at the first glimpse of underboob. However, not all of him was frozen. She felt his member twitch, almost as if angrily.

It was probably enough teasing...

Smoothly, she flung her hoodie off and plunged her boobs around his cock in one go. As she did so, her form expanded to her natural self.

"Ray... Raynare... Oh, gods...!"

At his moans, she preened beautifully but didn't linger. Most of her focus went into engulfing his raging erection, since this sort of thing was still new for her. Drawing more groans of pleasure was her current mission.

Up, down. She rowed with a studious precision, trying her best to increase his pleasure as quickly as possible. It didn't take long to settle into a comfortable rhythm that eventually had his toes curling. With that, Raynare leaned in closer, making sure her boyfriend was watching. Her parted lips engulfed the head, firmly, like it had the night before.

After a while, the Fallen interrupted her pace, leaned in closer further and made sure her boyfriend was watching. They both knew what was coming. Instead of remaining passive longer, Issei mustered the strength to gather a hand into her hair, just by her ear.

Despite her control, she caught herself leaning into the touch, sighing into his throbbing head. She masked her slip-up by promptly taking him into her mouth. She did one last heavy thrust and sucked harshly whilst swirling her tongue. He didn't need to warn her, since her own passive Sin sense did that for him. His girlfriend knew exactly what she was getting herself into.

Immediately, his grasp tightened as the moist feeling overtook his senses.

He shouted a warning, but it was too late. Globs of his essence filled her mouth, faster than she assumed, swirling and sticking to every surface within her mouth. It forced down into her throat, since the tight seal of her lips refused to lift. She somehow managed to react in time to prevent it from flooding into her nose by intaking more of his raging erection.

Before it could overflow, Raynare swallowed quickly, unconsciously removing her boobs so she could shove his entire length into her throat.

The sound, feel, and taste of it drowned everything out. She couldn't hear his guttural groans of ecstasy and the heavy breathing following it over the liquid filling her. She couldn't feel his hands massaging her scalp, overtaken by the viscous texture clinging to her mouth and throat. It still tasted the same. However, because she knew the reaction it drew from her last time, her body couldn't help but crave the taste.

Even despite his hold, she continued her blowjob, far slower this time. It helped force down his essence while intensifying his orgasm without harm. It wouldn't be much longer before she slowed to a stop. That and the intoxicating energy from Issei would be bound to overwhelmed her once more.

"...Holy shit, Raynare..." Her distracted gaze flicked up to her boyfriend at his muted exclamation. "I thought the other night was my greatest nut.."

And as she continued to clumsily swallow, she preened at the indirect compliment. She had fulfilled her mission to beat her past self.

She'd make the effort to do so every time. Especially if the purity of his semen remained as high and magically charged as it was. It was literally worth more sex than she thought she could offer.

She'd be damned if she didn't try.

But first, she had to deal with something.

Her sparkling eyes fluttered closed as she concentrated on her magical container. It was nearing overflow; funny since she had damned near emptied it before joining her boyfriend. And unlike most magical excesses that would threaten the life of the wielder in this case, the main component of Issei's energy, Dragon Energy, would simply enhance the essence of her soul as a byproduct.

In her case, a multi-paired Fallen with a currently balanced soul, she had two. The sin of Lust and the virtue of Charity.

However, because Lust was a physical feeling, the effects regarding it were pronounced physically. She had studied the effects in diluted tests and between her Fallen Squad. Kalawarner and her were both Lust-bound, whereas Doonaseek and Mittlet were pride and greed, respectively.

Due to the lack of purity in her given portion, Kalawarner had barely hid her moan and moan, before rushing away with a hasty excuse.

Doonaseek spent the rest of the day flaunting. Mittlet merely remained the same. In her case, she was always delving deeply in her sin by hoarding her things with manic drive. Because she was broken, her virtue had no hold over her.

In this moment, however, Raynare tried to prepare herself for the onset of feelings. She failed miserably and immediately.

Her six wings cut through the air to filter the energy thrumming within her, having taken inspiration from the White Dragon Empress. And just like the previous night, Raynare failed. They joined her in her spasms instead. It seemed painful with how they twisted oddly. So Issei tried his best to get them under control—

Raynare promptly gushed across his knee upon contact. Her hypersensitive senses, narrowed by her sin of Lust, were overwhelmed by her boyfriend, lover, and her first true love.

She nearly choked on a sob at that realization. Instead, she choked herself on his slightly softened cock again instead. She needed an outlet for this sexual charge! What better way to reward the cause of it all!

As she buried his length into her throat and stuffed her face into his pelvis, Issei cried in equal parts alarm and pleasure. The rapid movement ruined his mini throne of pillows. Neither one of them paid much mind, given their shared moments of pleasure.

"What's gotten into you..!"

Despite his words, he went along and helped her maintain a rapid and steady pace, instead of the panicked frenzy she had tried for. His burning touch across her scalp, his breathless moans against her ears, his energy pouring in and out of her, just like his dick fucking into her welcoming mouth—it becoming too much.

Her purple pupils formed actual hearts, unconsciously taken from Issei's various hentai articles. The boy didn't miss it as he helped her gag on him once more. His erection twitched harshly. Once. Twice.

And once more before he withdrew from her mouth, cumming all over her face. Raynare's shaking hands cupped up underneath her chin as she relished in the searing heat of it against her hypersensitivity.

A part of her understood why he withdrew. A larger part of her—her current dazed self whined but didn't attempt to swallow it.

"What.. what the hell, Raynare?"

Raynare only fluttered her eyes innocently. Her status read one of two things, "loves Issei" or "uncaring to hide who she is anymore." His heart thumped louder at the two flickering messages.

She licked her marred lips, slowly. Issei's brown eyes trailed the action. Before he could get too distracted, Raynare finally spoke up.

"It felt good, didn't it?"

"Yeah but—"

A flash of magic interrupted him. As it faded, it revealed her face and torso, completely clean and pristine. "Then, it's fine, no?"

"But Raynare, you're usually so.. mature."

She pressed her pillowy chest to his forming abs and her lips to the bottom of his jaw. "Only when I want to be, my Ise. Right now, I want to... lose control. With you. All over again," she murmured, lovingly and just a tad off from sounding drunk.

Issei gulped. His dick flicked across her slight abs as well, making him blush.

"Can I? Let loose again?" Both of her hands engulfed his hardon, the thumbs brushing the head.

"Of course!" he professed, thrusting slightly unintentionally.

With that, Raynare pressed her boyfriend down onto the pillows she had pushed into place with her feathers. Issei allowed it with complete trust. It made her core tingle in a completely different way from her previous orgasm.

It was the small things that he did which touched her Virtue. Ticking that as she scratched her Sin—Issei was so unfair! She feigned a harsh glare in spite of her heart-shaped pupils. It helped bury her smirk as she twisted away from him, swiveling on one of his knees and on her soaked lower lips.

It took everything in her at that moment to not moan loudly. Especially when she accidentally pressed all of her weight onto her engorged clit for all of a split second.

Now with her back facing him, Raynare took a small breather, all but feeling every single bit of Issei's intense gaze on her. She gathered her weight on her shaking knees and elbows. Emphasizing her round ass, she wiggled out of her ruined shorts—formerly, his. The realization made his cock twitch harder against her calf.

That just left her in her panties, a near gstring. It was a pastel pink—if not for her fluids darkening it into a near gray, which only served to highlight just how much the cloth was sticking to her. It stuck like another layer of skin. Every ridge and curve upon her external sex. Every twitch or slight discharge of fluid when she moved—or slightly because she was overflowing due to him!

Issei was thoroughly enchanted, watching with his mouth agape. His hands and dick twitching to do something all the while, but he simply watched. His girlfriend wanted to put on a show. Just for him! He couldn't ruin it, especially when he was enjoying it so fucking much.

It seemed like her elbows finally failed her. Her angelic face, partly sideways as it held up her upper body, peered back at him from between her hanging boobs. One of her hands pressed against her weeping mound. When it got there, he literally had no idea.

To suppress a moan, she bit her lip as her gaze became slightly unclear, but continued her muted rubbing undisturbed. Her other hand snaked the other way, behind her back and over her ass, tugging at the near string of her panties that wanted to ride in her ass almost as much as he wanted to.

She ended the show by releasing both of her lips, moaning sensually, and with her gaze refocused.

"Please, Ise, take me."

Issei moved before she had uttered his name. In doing so, he missed her smirking upper lips. All he noticed was how she pressed her chest into the bed, now making a perfect curve across her back, topped by her perfect bubble butt. That of which was split by her panties that drooled up her legs with this new position.

"You're so fucking sexy," Issei growled as he tugged himself closer to her and now on his knees.

"Tell me more!"

He let Intermediate Sin Manipulation II take the reins at her response.

In one hand, his two longest fingers tugged her ruined panties to the side. It snapped against her juicy cheek when released, now digging into it like the rest of its fingers. "I've always wanted to squeeze your cute butt, Ray! Even before I got my first clear look at it at her volleyball tryouts!"

He continued to grope her reddening ass with fervor.

He wasn't sure if it was solely due to his touch as her ears and shoulders had also darkened. Of course, his Angel had picked this position to hide her face, despite demanding the compliments and the earlier sensual show.

She was too cute!

"I still remember when I first felt you sit in my lap at lunch! You were teasing me since then too!"

He gave it a spank. She jotted at the spike of intense feeling going across her spine and multiple pairs of wings.

His hand fumbled down to her bottom entrance. It was utterly soaked to the touch. Wet strings of pleasure sank in the air between her panties and his hands as he stared at them in fascination. It was one thing to see her be so wet. It was an entirely different thing to feel just how thoroughly soaked she was.

Issei growled in an effort to hold himself back as he released her sex. He pressed his weight against her, testing her stance as his dick slapped up against her clit and lower stomach. It helped lube up his erection as she gushed and whined slightly. Still, despite her apparent frailty, she remained upright, tittering her ass ever so slightly.

She wanted to tease him. She did tease him. He wasn't exactly one for payback nor revenge, but he was in the mood, twofold.

Raynare gasped as his wet hands found her boobs. With surprising ease, he lifted her up, propping her up against him. And before the Watcher could protest, his fingers found her nipples.

"I-I-Ise!"

She had come off her drunken high from his energy faster than she thought she would. No longer did the confidence she mustered helped her power through as it did in the start of this all. Everything in her plan was now to the wind even though she had perfectly mapped his reactions! And while she wasn't exactly backing down, it was all still so new! She couldn't be blamed in trying to mask her moans just a lil, right? Letting go completely? What was she? A corner-street whore?

Though, she couldn't deny the part of her that felt so relieved at the confession...

Apparently her boyfriend didn't agree with her masking as he mauled her boobs. Her gaze fell down to it as her growing embarrassment rose. Her own juices spread themselves across her plump flesh and her reddened—

A sudden gasp strangled out of her mouth.

Her juices on his hands spread to her pebbled nipples. Issei's focus went there as he thrust into empty air between her spread thighs. He pressed gently, massaging gently towards each peak. Once there, he twisted each one out of turn and with no semblance of rhythm. The gentleness into chaos undid her mask of control as she continued to moan into the open air.

Hearing it, Issei brushed his face against her shoulder. "I can read you, Raynare..."

He knew. Of course, he did!

Raynare's insides churned and squeezed nothing as she pressed forward into his palms and slowly closed her thighs. Her legs stopped once, both of her muscled thighs pressed against his raging dick.

One of his hands left her breast. One of hers replaced it immediately as her heart-shaped eyes trailed the retreating appendage. Said eyes squeezed shut as it brushed against the offending erogenous zone just above her vagina with each "limb."

The breathless noise she made caused their shared lust to intensify.

The end of their game was ending soon. She knew it. And from his words earlier, he knew she did.

Again, her insides squeezed nothing. This time, however, she pressed her thighs tighter, causing his hips to flex forward, pressing against her rump completely.

Oddly, it made her feel a sense of completeness as well. It wasn't full.. but her dragon emperor would grow into her curves sooner rather than later. She was sure.

Yet again, her insides twisted wantonly at the future vision of their greatness and the near perfect feel of him against her.

So engrossed with herself, Issei's soft words nearly made her jump.

"You're leaking so much on me, Ray."

Her entire body burned red. She was so taken by him, she had forgotten why he was holding her up. Unlike the other night, she couldn't hide away. Unlike before, she couldn't draw on false confidence.

"...Please," she all but begged.

She felt his lips curl into a wide smile on the back of her neck. Not a smirk, but instead, his signature bright smile that she had come to love.

"Help me?" he asked against her shoulder, pulling out from betwixt her juicy thighs.

Raynare nodded. Her unbusy hand dropped to her soaking entrance. Smoothly, she unfurled the flesh, marking the entrance with an arrow formed from her nimble fingers.

"Go on, my Ise."

She didn't blame him for not knowing. His copy of her extra sense could only do so much. A woman's sex simply had too much going on for it to be clear on what the extra sense was directing him to. It was his first time dealing with it physically, nevermind from behind, without any visuals to pick which hole to prod.

Issei nodded against her. Unconsciously, the hand left on her boob tightened. It wasn't painful. It revealed just how much he was trying to focus as his hips left her skin.

Slowly, his dick pressed against her drenched fingers. As he went further, the arrow guided him into her twitching opening. Eventually, they were linked. Both lost their virginity in one slow thrust.

"I'm in," Issei murmured in what sounded like surprise, joy, and love all at once.

Raynare's hand, once used as a guide, left for his own that was still attached to her breast. She held it, interlocking their hands. She felt her ears burn; her digits were soaked as their hands came together. The older girl pushed past her shame, focusing on the emptiness leaving her.

"You are."

They stayed like that for a moment longer.

All at once, they both tested movements of their own. Simultaneously, they shared a knowing smile as well, without each other knowing.

"Faster," Raynare found herself muttering, lounging her head back and right next to his.

"Alright..."

From up close, she watched his face scrunch and his focus go into his hips. That was until she felt his bulbous head crash into a sensitive bundle of nerves not dissimilar to the nerves in her wings. And despite his focus, he noticed her shuttering sigh and slight jot.

"That good?" He asked curiously.

Raynare mustered a nod, trying her best to withstand the burning pit within her reaching uncharted temperatures. It was so different from her previous orgasms.

Each time he ravaged her g-spot, every fiber of her shuttered. Her body, mind, and soul. It didn't make sense—it made less sense to her every time he slammed against it!

Her lower body clenched in preparation of the coming ravaging. She ow knew he knew what exactly he was doing and he certainly wasn't stopping.

"You're getting so tight, Raynare!" her boyfriend hissed.

Their shared grasp on her boob threatened to bruise, but Raynare didn't mind. She couldn't. Her body was tittering on being limp and out of her control.

And yet, Issei kept up the steady, yet mind-blowing pace. Not to slow. Just fast enough so they both could salivate over the pleasure. It was perfect...

Her wetness narrowed more, noticing Issei taking her complete weight with ease as she cried her love with a single loud moan. In doing so, she gained more control of herself. Or perhaps, learning from before, as his mouth slammed into hers in sync with his hips. He captured her breath, love, and expression as she unraveled atop him. There was a rhythm to her walls as it clenched around his cock, eventually pushing him to join her in ecstasy.

Issei cried out into her as his cum rushed to fill Raynare's cramped sex. His body, like his girlfriend, momentarily, lost strength with his toes curling and his balls churning.

And as they fell back, Raynare's arms snapped out to catch them. Issei would've loved to thank her, but he was busy catching his breath. Even as she slowly settled them onto the bed, he was still struggling.

The boy felt slightly embarrassed, given she had recovered before he had.

"Don't be silly, Issei," the purple-eyed Watcher chided softly, as if she could read his own status. She pressed up against him, but with her natural form, his head ended up into her pale cleavage. "You did plenty more than you should've, and I loved it all."

There was a giddy madness to her purple, heart eyes. Issei wasn't sure if he was afraid or simply just unprepared. Still, his dick reacted before he could manage one.

Thank fuck too, cuz he wasn't sure if he was still hard until then. He had cum so hard, white had filled his vision for the first time.

He was still recovering when she rose, swiveled back to face him completely And despite himself, his formerly unfocused gaze immediately zeroed in on her bouncing chest. With her small giggle that followed at his instinctual reaction, her tits swayed.

"Never change, Issei. Never change."

Raynare promptly leaned down, drawing her boobs out of frame. However, as an apology, she kissed him deeply. Her shaking hands, which revealing just how much she was still affected, cradled his chin. He didn't know why she liked to do this, but he imagined it was so fucking cute if he could watch it in third person.

And because of his distracted thoughts, his tongue barely had any drive behind it as Raynare made to play with his. It didn't take long for her to notice. If she could, she would've tried to hide her pout. Instead, she made due with biting his tongue softly to jolt him back to her.

His surprised brown eyes found her slightly furrowed pairs. She felt his smile as he laughed into her. And despite her pouty emotions, she retreated from him with a slight laugh as well. Her giggles deepened as his attention trained back to her upper torso.

"Ready for me?" she didn't just ask for his sake, but to draw more confidence from herself—even if most of it came from the searing energy being absorbed from her lower half.

Thank the Fallen Creator, cuz she was a lil worried about the pleasure derived from doing that. It settled in her body in wait. She didn't know how else to describe it other than the warm blanket that covered you in your sleep, just waiting for you to wake. She was both equally worried and excited for what it had in store for her. When she had the time, she would look deeper into it.

But for now, she would focus on her nodding boyfriend and his dick pressing into her upper thigh.

For Issei, it was like she was straight out of his porn, as she raised herself off her calves with one arm, arching her back. His sex was fully awake by now. A shiver suddenly overtook him, feeling his warm essence and her juices leak out of her and onto his hardon.

"S-Sorry," his girlfriend murmured, having felt her lower lips open when she shifted.

Instead of giving a verbal reply, Issei rose and helped steady his shaking Angel. She shivered under his touch and bit her lip, but said nothing more. Her other hand trailed down to his overly lube sex. She shared gazes with him for a moment before engulfing him with her writhing walls.

And before she could stop herself, a loud moan accompanied her gradual descent. She could feel her boyfriend's eyes on her. She sensed he was just itching to move, but stayed put for now. He was enjoying the way her curves shuffled, her body jiggled, or her expression flickered to focus or pleasure. Raynare could no longer be self-conscious around him, and they had already done it right before. So, she didn't bother hiding anything as she slid back and forth, up and down. Repeatedly.

Every so often, just to experiment or to change the rhythm slightly, she'd twist her body, try to clinch harder, pick up the pace, or slow down.

Issei had yet to say anything, groaning alongside her. He was satisfied by everything, and he hoped she knew. They knew he was neither picky nor demanding.

However, she had yet to fully sheath him within her. So when she did do exactly that, it was an accident. She was trying to get into a more structurally-sound position before she tried. Instead, her arm gave out for just an instant, and that was all that was needed for her to collapse onto Issei when she was at the apex of her thrust.

"Ise!" She cried out, shocked by both the sudden ecstasy and movement. She was still too sensitive to take it all!

That, and she didn't want to lose complete control of herself just yet...

Without missing a beat, having watched it happen in what seemed like slow motion, his hips had slammed up to her. His hands dug into her round ass, using it to return them to Raynare's original pace. His shoulders were still slightly sore from earlier, but with his girlfriend's current position and his legs helping, he could do this.

"Thank.." she started but was interrupted by an almost dreamy sigh, feeling her walls relax, "thank you."

"Of course, Ray."

They paused, sharing loving gazes once more. It only took a moment for their hunger to rise.

"T-The both of us!" She shouted as she prepared herself for what's to come.

Issei tugged her forward to him, gathering them both to their knees. Him, with a powerful grunt, but now this time, leaning aback slightly. Her, with a surprised moan from the sudden shift and deeper intrusion. Then, as if they decided mentally, they both crashed their lower bodies together. They both used a hand to stabilize one another. The other hand went to holding themselves upright.

For Raynare, it was utterly embarrassing how fast their thighs were drowned by fluids. She could feel her entire upper body burn reddish as she tried to match pace with Issei. Every thrust, she lost more and more control. Even over her thoughts, as her redness and embarrassment would soon fade away.

Watching her gradually give up control and get lost in the pleasure—Gods, he wished he could give this to her every day! Issei didn't mind slowly taking over. Even as he had to go as far as to lean all the way forward to settle her onto her writhing black wings and now, his body atop hers.

He took near sadistic glee to watch the way she struggled through the pleasure to tell her hands to do something, having lost their purpose from the start. Eventually, one hand settled to holding up one of her breasts. The other made shaky trails on his back. He imagined if he had wings, she would do onto him what he had her. He didn't imagine long, refocusing on finding a certain spot within, having given her enough time to recclimate to rapid pleasure.

"I-Ise!" she nearly shrieked, feeling him come close to her weak point. Still, she had heft up her boob.

Oh!

His head dipped down. His lips firmly grasped around the pink flesh that called out to him. Around the pebbled nipple, his teeth softly grounded away at her last bit of self-control. Her arm came around his head, pushing him into her chest. It made his position slightly awkward, but nothing major, as his thrusts pierced as powerful as before.

She became undone under the two-pronged assault, creaming all around him his cock and muffling a cry into her arm. Issei didn't stop, but he did shift away from her gspot to help her ride out her orgasm.

"No, no-no! Keep it up!" Raynare's hands pulled his face from her chest. "Just like before! I can take it!"

Reading her status and near-crazed look this time, he nodded. In the next instance, they locked lips again. Their noses may have crashed together, but neither party cared. They were too busy trying to further each other's pleasure. And yet again, her hands when to his chin.

Good gods, she was just so fucking cute!

The thought caused his hips to make a particularly wet smack. Following it, all the next ones were much of the same. Eventually, Raynare got used to the pleasure somewhat, but her walls were so unbelievably tight. "Jeezus, Ray!"

His girlfriend only giggled into his mouth between moans. They continued to stare at one another. Interrupting that was her legs wrapping behind him. Given how her own eyes widened, Raynare hadn't even meant to do it, but they both enjoyed the furthered intimacy.

"You already came inside," she teased, as if she hadn't had a hand in that.

Issei tried his best to fake a disapproving look, through his boiling pleasure. "What.. What would Kaa-san say?"

She went to respond, but Issei squeezed his eyes shut and gave one crucial thrust, punching deeper than ever before. Like before, Raynare's sex seemed to take it all. However, she joined him, feeling the energy from before syncing up and untouched regions within her go live for the first time. They shared a low moan.

"I love you, Raynare!"

"Love you, Ise..!"

Soon, it was near impossible to use their words, so they sloppily found each other's lips for a kiss. Issei's hips were slowing, but his body enjoyed the uncharted depths during each one. And based on the budding woman's reactions, she loved it too.

One final squeeze from his first woman eagerly urged the final globs from him. His legs all but gave out, feeling spent in a wholly unique way. Waiting for him at the bottom of his fall, Raynare embraced him with a kiss to his forehead. Ironically, the unconscious action brought back the memory of the very same thing. She formed a smile even with her lips still pressed to him.

Even through his foggy tiredness, Issei felt the kiss and the curl of her lips. "...Love you, Ray." He wished he could return to it, but he barely could muster the effort to mumble in the place. It didn't help that he had faceplanted into her cleavage...


Aes (A/N): And like I said in the last chapter (ch9), I'm embracing the original origin for this story. And so, that was the first lemon here. It'll probably be a while until the next one. Or not. Who knows, really. I don't; this had actually crept into here to my surprise even though I laid the foundations last chapter.

This also serves as my (undue) apology for whatever the fuck I wrote for what was supposed to be the Raynare-centric one-shot in Just Lovely: Sugar Clouds. I wanted to try writing a semi-realistic (it's dxd hurdur) first time between two virgins cuz I've rarely seen it done in such a matter that wasn't outright sex and more experimental for the couple. Hopefully, it lands the way I wanted it to without being too confusing, even though I hadn't explored the "experimental" bit much...

This chapter is- was originally an entry to a discord server's event. The themes were smut this time... months after valentine's but oh well; never too late to be horny ig. The join code is V54pcwA

Edits: look, ~20k is alot, i tried; ty for coming to my tedtalk
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CH9 Interlude: No issues with the changes to Yasaka and Kunou, huh? Good to know! With the obvious changes to the world, there'll be a lot more where that came from. Perhaps, not as impactful or thorough as the Kitsune Duo, but major changes will be flooding the horizon. I would love to hear opinions if you catch them!

DarkDrawerJ: Hopefully, the tone was much brighter this swing around~ Last chapter wasn't supposed to be a downer, but hopeful (acceptance?).

To everyone else, I hope you enjoyed the New Year's smoothly. If not, maybe this chapter could alleviate the stress of real life for a bit...

...koff, that was written months ago, but I still want to share that sentiment nonetheless!

Here's to a colorful autumn or something applicable!


Next stop: finishing the tutorial arc in a few with a doozy. One hint, the quest asks for 100% affection for an untold girl; who is that easy to rizz up? There are a few answers, but I don't think it's that obvious.