Summary: After officially establishing a swingers group with the rest of the gang, Rachel pays Kagura a visit for an afternoon, but is distracted by his ever present, ever aloof bodyguard while waiting for Kagura's company. (Rachel x Hibiki)
"You sure you wanna do this? I can tell him to fuck off, if you want."
Rachel adjusts the hairband on her head. "Is what it is." She sprays herself with expensive perfume. "If he's so confident in his prowess as a lover, I might as well entertain him."
"If...If you're sure." Ragna ruffles his own hair. "Sorry that I, uh... You know."
"What? Out with it now, I'll be leaving soon."
"This swinging stuff. I can't help but feel a little responsible..."
"It would be unfair to put all the blame on you. Clearly we have the same taste in women." She waves him off. "Besides, it was inevitable, don't you think? If you enjoyed it, I didn't have any plans to put a stop to this any time soon... At least with the ladies. I shall reserve judgement when it comes to the performance of these men however until my return."
Ragna says nothing for a time, content that Rachel at least knows what she wants and what she intends to get out of this. After his and Bullet's affairs with Litchi and Kagura, the group waited until Rachel and Bang were done "recovering" to even entertain the idea of a sex club. So after Rachel showered for three days and three nights and Bang slept for three days and three nights, they all gathered together in Kagura's living quarters to discuss it further. Ragna was into it more or less while Rachel, quite fine with sleeping around with Litchi and Bullet, needed some convincing. Today, she hopes to see if it's worth swinging with any of the other men by screwing Kagura, but her attitude lets him know she's more than a little skeptical about the whole thing. It makes Ragna feel bad that he might've dragged Rachel into doing something she's forcing herself to do.
"Don't make that face, I will be back," Rachel floats to his height to kiss his forehead. "Why not indulge in one of the girls while I'm gone? From what I hear, you're quite the stud muffin."
He sighs indignantly. "I've had enough sex this week, trust me."
"Then try to relax, there's nothing for you to worry about." She pats his head before descending to the floor to fetch her things. "If I hate it, I'll leave, you kill the men, we take their women, and make a sweet little harem for ourselves."
Ragna gawks at her.
"Just kidding~" She blows him a kiss. "I'm too selfish."
"Coulda fooled me..." He clears his throat. "How long do you think you'll be out for?"
"Could be a minute, an hour, all day, who knows," She shrugs as she swings a folded parasol over her shoulder. "Either way, I will let you know how it goes."
"Well..." He tries to find the right words to say. "Try to have a good time."
"You will have to pick up the slack, is all. Wouldn't be the first time." She gives him one last kiss as she covers herself in a fluffy red cardigan. "Keep the bed warm for me, will you, darling?"
"Yeah..." Ragna blinks and before he knows it, she's gone in a gust of fragrant wind. "Will do."
Suddenly unsure of what to do with himself, Ragna stares at the spot Rachel was just standing in, lost in thought. Beyond TV, cooking, and bugging the dog, Ragna didn't really have a lot to do around here. Sighing, the young outlaw turns towards Rachel's bed, intending to nap, but the sight of her rotary phone gives him pause.
It has been a minute since he's checked in on Bang...
Rachel's been here not even ten minutes and she's already unimpressed by Kagura's showing. Upon arriving at the Mutsuki pool house, ready and raring to get into whatever Kagura had in mind for her, Rachel was escorted to a cabana by the colonel and his secretary where a luxurious lounge bench decorated in rose petals and topped with a freshly made strawberry daiquiri waited for her. While she can appreciate the warm welcome, she could do without the theatrics. She came her to get fucked; not to be entertained by some vapid playboy and his feeble attempts at romance.
Now he expects her to wait here until he's done prettying up whatever room he planned to have her in.
"How asinine..." Rachel flips her hair as she adjusts sunglasses that sit on her nose. "Does this man expect me to wait here all day for him, or what?"
She lays prone on the bench, sipping on her drink under the shade of a lofty umbrella as she glares at the opulent swimming pool in front of her. Hibiki stands at her right, at the ready and keeping her company under Kagura's orders, looking prim and proper as he listens to Rachel's complaints.
"Typical..." She sighs to herself, disappointed. "And here I thought he knew how to treat a lady." She then looks to Hibiki who stares intently into the distance. "How do you have the patience to deal with him?"
"...It takes some getting used to, but you learn to acclimate." He replies. "I can tell him to speed it up if you'd like, Madame Alucard."
"No need, I've seen enough." She shakes her head. "One more drink and I shall take my leave. Perhaps a harem is in order after all."
"Very well," Hibiki nods. "Please let me know when you're ready to go and I'll escort you to the door."
"Thank you. At least someone around here is a gentleman," She settles in her bench, content with watching the clouds. "He's fortunate to have you around. I doubt he gets any work done otherwise."
His tone is flat and unexpressive. "You flatter me."
"I am simply being honest. You're a very courteous and generous young man. If I didn't already have Valkenhayn in my possession, you would definitely be in the running." Giggling, she pulls her sunglasses over her head to look at Hibiki properly, lips pulled into a gentle smirk. "You don't receive very many compliments, do you?"
"Lord Kagura is appreciative of my abilities, yes."
"Hmm, is that so?" She turns over on her side. "I'd wager that any man with half a brain can take videos of his master's sexual conquests quite easily, don't you think?"
Hibiki doesn't say anything for a time and just frowns harder.
"Lord Kagura values my camera work... For whatever reason. He only wants me to record any trysts he has with Dr. Faye-Ling or otherwise."
"How loathesome... And yet you decline my offer to be my servant at Castle Alucard." She takes a sip from her glass. "Clearly you see something in that man that I am unable to observe."
"...Something like that."
Rachel finishes her daiquiri, stretching her legs, sitting in comfortable silence with Hibiki. As she tongues a maraschino cherry stabbed on the rim of her glass, she glances up at Kagura's man-servant and cocks her head, taking him in. So prim and proper and stately; a cute face like that shouldn't have such mean eyes, and yet he treats himself, his master, and his duties so seriously, he could give Valkenhayn a run for his money. She wonders if he ever gives himself any kind of break at all, but the power in his stance and the scars that mar his svelte, sinewy physique tells her all she needs to know; Hibiki Kohaku will rest when he is dead.
She bites into her cherry, chews once, then swallows it whole, tongue running over red-tipped fangs. Certainly she isn't considering him, is she? This pretty man with this angelic face and this devilish body? Apparently so, if her wandering gaze and thrumming quim has anything to say about it. Well, she did come here for a romp; no one said that it has to be with Kagura.
Rachel leers at him a moment longer, keen eyes eventually falling on where she wants him the most. She hums contently to herself when she sees the slightest indentation of meat that runs along his thigh, hidden so very carefully by slim-fitting trunks Kagura insists that he wears when he works the pool, but Rachel can see it-a sumptuous meal fit for a queen of her standing. It stops just above his knee and Rachel cannot help but swipe her lips at that.
That settles it then~
"You have my curiosity, dear," Rachel sets her glass on a table next to her. "Have you ever enjoyed directing?"
"Pardon me, madame?"
"The little movies that you make for your master. Considering the caliber of women he brings to this manor, I imagine even a man of your professionalism is entertained by what's before him, no?"
"Not necessarily." Hibiki shakes his head. "I am performing a duty that my Lord expects me to execute with the best of my abilities. It's imperative that I, no matter how absurd the task is, stay focused."
"How very noble of you." She props her head in her hand. "What about the times that your "Lord" invites you to join him? I'm sure that he's done so, yes? It'd be very selfish of him not to."
"Yes..." He closes his eyes and huffs as he explains himself. "There have been many occasions where he asks me to "tag in" for him, but I decline each time."
"Really? You have a celestial beauty like Dr. Faye-Ling strutting around here in the nude and the thought never crossed your mind?"
"...Dr. Faye-Ling is a very attractive woman, but I myself have never had the inclination. I cannot say the same for her, however. She was inebriated and requested my...services, so to speak."
"Oh? Such unwavering discipline was challenged by a mere doctor?"
"As Lord Kagura's wife, she is an extension of him, so I must follow her directive no matter how ludicrous."
"I see..." Rachel hums, intrigued. So he has indulged in flesh; under orders, yes, but he's indulged nonetheless. It makes her think... Could she be so lucky to have such a strong young thing at her mercy with just a snap of her fingers?
With fluttering lashes and renewed vigor, Rachel tests her luck.
"What a strong, mannerly gentleman you are, Hibiki," She relaxes into the bench, stretching her limbs out, a coy display of her body that ends with her hand tracing the curve of her hip. "All these girls, all of this flesh and you hardly pay it any mind? Your Lord may be boorish, but his taste in women is impeccable," She smacks her bare thigh for emphasis. "Wouldn't you agree?"
Hibiki glances at her briefly, but he looks back at the pool before he can let his gaze linger for too long.
"Yes..." He nods. "The women who enter the compound are nothing short of beautiful."
"Indeed, almost too beautiful for words..." She massages her skin. "May I be so bold as to ask something of you, dear?"
"Of course, Madame Alucard." He turns to face her, staring into her eyes and not the big, creamy thighs that she attempts to captivate him with. "What would you like to know?"
"Do you enjoy my company?"
"...Yes, I'd say so. You're a riveting conversationalist and I'm happy that Lord Kagura invited you to the manor... Even if your stay is brief."
"Oh don't worry about that. I think I would like to stay longer than I intended to now that I think about it."
"Would you care for another drink then?"
"I will abstain for now. I'm enjoying this little dialogue, and I'd hate to end it all so soon." She giggles. "May I ask you another question?"
"Ask away."
"Do you like my body? Ah, and answer truthfully. I may not look it, but I'm susceptible to flattery~" She winks at him.
Hibiki grows quiet, quieter than usual anyway. She sees his eyes leave her face and roam her curves, starting at her little breasts and ending at the luscious legs that rub together, sensually.
His throat bobs when he tells her his answer.
"Yes," He answers to the best of his ability. "I think you're gorgeous."
"Hmph, I warned you~" She curls her finger, beckoning him over. "Come here, love."
Hibiki does so wordlessly, with intent, and takes five steps towards Rachel until he's standing directly over her, calloused hands held behind his back. She can see it so easily now, begging to be touched, but Rachel doesn't want to be so greedy; she likes this game of Simon Says a bit too much to stop now.
"You're much better company than your Lord." She's brave enough to touch his thigh, muscle flexing under her fingers. "So why not show me how good a host you really are."
His nostrils flare, face unchanging. "What would you like me to do for you, Madame Alucard?"
"Please, Miss Rachel is fine," She bites her lip his way. "Take it off. I'm sure it's suffocating in there."
Hibiki doesn't hesitate to do what he's told and hooks his fingers into his trunks, peeling them off hard thighs and lean legs. Rachel watches him, following the path of iliac furrows and a tapered waist until she sees it-an organ that belies the size of the man it's attached to. Rachel smiles like a devil then, mouth watering, heart beating in her ears. Suffice to say, Hibiki was blessed.
"Oh me, oh my, look at you," Rachel admires its heft, its girth, the sheath of flesh that crowns his glans-everything about him was perfect. "No wonder the good doctor likes you so much~"
"Thank you..." Hibiki breathes sharply through his nose. "Although it can be quite cumbersome to manage."
"I have heard anecdotes that endowed men consider such a blessing a wretched curse," She looks up at him as she reaches for it, holding it in her palm, crown end of his prick resting along her wrist. "That most women are unable to take something so big, so strong... But rest assured," Her eyes shift between his face and his lurching flesh as she strokes it up and then down. "This is nothing short of perfection for a lady of my standing."
"I'm in good hands then," Hibiki lets her manipulate him. "I have complete trust in your ability, Miss Rachel."
"That's a good boy," Rachel keeps touching him, working him up with slender fingers and bedroom eyes. Hibiki watches her like a hawk, expression unyielding, his pinking cheeks her only indication that he's enjoying this. What phenomenal composure; she applauds him for his equanimity. Rachel however enjoys a challenge and decides that she should properly make her intentions known to him once his length begins standing at attention.
"Ready for me so soon?" She sits up a little as she holds onto him. "I may have to take you with me after all."
"A tempting offer, I'll admit," Hibiki entertains her. "Though I'm not sure that I'm entirely convinced yet."
"Allow me to convince you then," She parts her lips, revealing a slick tongue and dripping fangs. "You and this big cock..."
Hibiki says nothing and lets Rachel work him with her mouth this time, sucking the tip past her lips, tongue cradling it, teasing his slit as she holds him steady. Hibiki's eyes flutter at that, close completely when Rachel fits him into her mouth, pretty pink lips stretching to their limit as her head descends the length of his cock. A being of the dead, it's easy to throat since she has no reflex to hold her back, so she takes him without issue, going and going until her nose touches shaven skin. She hears Hibiki grunt and adjust accordingly, trying to pull back a little, but Rachel keeps him where he is.
He opens his eyes, honeyed depths suddenly murky, stuttering. Rachel returns his leer and swallows around him, neck quivering around the bump in her throat. Hibiki's chest rises and falls then, brow twitching, hand on his back coming to his hip to hold himself upright. Rachel likes that and sucks him off with earnest, pulling back, going forward, cheeks hollowed as she blows him with the skills of a vetted whore. Her method is slow and methodical, nearly teasing, but she knows better than to end this early, so she paces herself.
"Mmm..." She moans around him, at the ache in her jaw and the pressure in her throat, and squeezes her thighs, cunt slick with drool. She's already this wet, this needy... Only Ragna has ever made her this horny so quickly; perhaps this sex club nonsense is worth exploring after all.
Rachel has to force herself to stop lest she make a mess of herself and slides off of Hibiki's pole with a wet pop of her slick lips, cheeks as red as her eyes. She licks her lips as she stands up, at height with his chest, and draws patterns down his stomach, his hips, with sharp red nails that promise him so much more than this if he just follows her lead.
"I like you, amore," She's on tip-toes, lips brushing his though he doesn't dare move away. "Do you like me?"
"Yes," Hibiki tells her, breath tickling her skin. "I do..."
"Do you want me?" She gives him a kiss, a chaste one that Hibiki takes happily. "Be honest now."
"I want you," His hands came to her sides. "If you will have me."
"What a silly thing to say, of course I do." A laugh escapes her, wicked and breathless. "Take me, ravish me. Do not hold back." She kisses him again. "And that's an order."
Rachel, senses keen from sex and excitement, hears Hibiki's breath hitch. It's little and she'd barely catch it herself if she weren't so close to him, but she likened that sound of stifled air leaving his lungs to that of rising flood gates.
Before she knows it, Rachel is being tongued passionately by Hibiki, scarred fingertips working the straps to her bathing suit to expose her breasts. Rachel lets him and returns his kiss with gusto, rolling her tongue over his, letting him grab at and squeeze her tits once he gets her naked. Her legs tremble and wobble like jelly then, and she's forced to bring Hibiki down with her, back on the bench, where she lets him do whatever he wants to her. His touches are rough and yet so precise, hurting in the best way, especially when he bites her lip and twists her nipples. Rachel moans shamelessly into his mouth and wraps her legs around his waist, forcing his cock against the split between her legs, grinding on it as she rakes her nails down his back. God, she can feel it, that massive thing, just waiting to plunge her hole, waiting to ruin her. She needs him and she can feel that he needs her.
"Ah," Rachel parts from him."Why don't we move on to something more stimulating, hm?
"I'd like that," Hibiki nods. "How would you like me?"
Rachel feels him throb against her pussy, pulsing with his heartbeat. It would feel absolutely delicious in her cunt, but the idea of taking him somewhere else is too tempting to ignore.
"Have you ever had the pleasure of reaming a lady before?"
"Once or twice," He admits to her. "I assume that's what you'd like?"
"Oh yesss," Rachel purrs into his ear, voice silky like velvet. "I want you to hollow me out."
"Of course, Miss Rachel," Hibiki picks her up. "I'd hate if I couldn't."
They share one more kiss before Hibiki manhandles her, treating her like a ragdoll. Eventually she's brought to her hands and knees, hole ravished by Hibiki's tongue and fingers loosening her up, preparing her for something much better than this.
"I'm going to have you now, Miss Rachel." Hibiki removes himself from her and sits up on his knees. "You're ready enough for me."
"Come here then, love," Rachel wags her ass his way. "It's rude to keep a lady waiting."
"Never my intention; I don't want to hurt you," He mounts her, smirking. "Although, something tells me you wouldn't mind that."
"I told you not to hold back, did I not...?" Rachel feels Hibiki push into her, cockhead squeezing past her hole. "I want you to split me apart..."
"...I will fuck you with earnest then." Hibiki rolls his hips down, sliding the rest of the way, pelvis clapping her backside. "I think your hole should take to me fine, Miss Rachel."
"Ngh..." Rachel bites her hand, tears in her eyes when his cock reaches places within her she didn't know existed. She wants desperately to revel in it, but Hibiki shows her no mercy and fucks her like a whore. He keeps her head pinned and her ass red with abuse, pinching her here, spanking her there as he carves her hole out, eager to make her come. When she doesn't, Hibiki changes positions and fucks her on her back, knees touching her ears, giving him a view of the gaping asshole he plows with little remorse. Rachel grips his wrists, brows knitting in pleasure, unable to hold back the quiver in her pussy. She screams his name when she comes, soaking his cock in girl juice that emboldens him to go faster. He pushes on in the pursuit of his own release and warns Rachel of it once he's at his limit.
"Miss Rachel..." He fists pillows above her head, struggling to maintain proper rhythm. "I'm going to finish soon..."
"Inside when you do," Rachel's hands fly to his backside to keep him where he is. "I want to feel you spill in me."
Hibiki obeys her, giving into primal urges that jostle Rachel around, makes the hole he's battering sore from use. She doesn't mind it though and encourages Hibiki to cream her ass, voice shuddering when she sees her lover for the evening stiffen up and press his entire body into Rachel's smaller one.
Hibiki is quiet when he comes, his quivering limbs and tensing muscles giving him away. Rachel relaxes into him and moans at the heat that fills her ass, that spills out from her hole when he pulls away to empty what's left on her skin. She titters at that and lets it happen, content with going home dirty. Once Hibiki is done, he gets off of her to sit beside her, heart pounding, panting gently. Rachel follows suit and sits up, seed rolling down her thighs as she latches onto Hibiki's back like an imp of temptation.
"Can I be so bold to assume that you're ready to abandon your fealty to the Mutsuki boy to serve me?" She kisses his neck. "Or is that merely wishful thinking on my part?"
"You're an amazing negotiator as you are a temptress, Miss Rachel, but I must decline." He laughs a little. "However, if the mood ever strikes you again, I must insist that you come find me."
"Ha, very well," She rubs his chest. "I expect extra, special attention from you next time I am here. And there will be a next time."
"I look forward to it, miss."
"Good boy, you're such a good listener~"
Rachel parts from him then to get dressed, donning her swimsuit and cardigan so she can make her way back to the castle. Hibiki meanwhile is about to slide his trunks back over his thighs, but is halted by Rachel who, feeling slighted by the man who invited her here in the first place, commands Hibiki to stay just the way he is.
"No need, this will be a lesson for your master," She motions at his limp cock with her sunglasses. "Let him know what happens when he wastes my time and tell him those exact words verbatim."
"Y-Yes ma'am," Hibiki folds his trunks instead. "Do you want me to escort you to the-"
"No need, I know my way out," Once she has all of her personal belongings, Rachel summons wind at her feet. "I had a great time, expect me back here sometime within the week," She blows him a kiss and winks at him. "Farewell, handsome~"
And with that she's gone in a puff of smoke and rose petals, leaving Hibiki to stand at attention, in the nude. After about a minute of straightening up the bench where he made coitus with Rachel, Kagura appears, decked to the nines, smelling of his most expensive cologne. He rubs his hands as he looks around, searching for Rachel, but the sleazy grin on his face immediately falls when there's no thick vampire heiress in sight.
"What the-" He looks around confused. "Where the fuck is she?"
"She...left, sir." Hibiki informs him.
"Why'd she leave?" Kagura then looks at Hibiki, notices that he isn't decent, and jumps back. "And why's your cock out?"
"...Miss Rachel wanted to prove a point." He explains, flushed and still a little out of breath. "Don't waste her time."
"Aw, you jerk, you fucked her!?"
"...Yessir."
"AHHH! Dammit, dammit, where's the landline!? I gotta call her!" Kagura stomps around the pool. "I was just tryna make shit nice for her and this is what I get!? Jesus christ!"
Hibiki is already locating it for him. "Allow me to fetch it for you."
"Yes, please! Fuck!" Kagura runs a hand through his hair as he sighs dramatically. "...And put on some damn pants!"
"Thank you, sir." Hibiki calls out to him as he walks away from his Lord to get the landline from the bar, a chill running down his spine as he silently recounts what had occurred between him and the queen of vampires just moments ago. It's enough to make him stumble a little.