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Chapter two: Caught

Issei groaned as he pushed himself up from the floor, his arms trembling under the strain of his own weight. His muscles burned with exhaustion, a relentless fire coursing through his body as he fought to keep going. He had lost count of how many push-ups he had done each repetition blending into the next, his mind hazy with fatigue. But he knew he couldn't stop. Not yet.

With a grunt of determination, he lowered himself once more, the cool hardwood floor mere inches from his nose before he forced himself back up. His shoulders quivered under the pressure, his breathing coming in short, ragged bursts. The rhythmic pounding of his heartbeat echoed in his ears, drowning out all other sounds as he pushed his body past its limits.

"87...88...89...90..." he gritted out between clenched teeth.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, falling onto the floor below him in scattered droplets. His arms screamed in protest, his chest heaving with every breath he took. His vision blurred slightly from the exertion, but he refused to stop. If he gave up now, all of this effort would have been for nothing.

'Come on... just a little more…'

His fingers dug into the polished wood as he pushed himself up once again, his body shaking violently with the effort. But no matter how hard he willed himself to keep going, his strength finally gave out. With one last exhale, he collapsed onto the floor, his arms too weak to support him any longer.

His body sprawled out as he gasped for air, his chest rising and falling rapidly. The familiar sting of failure gnawed at him, but so did a faint sense of accomplishment. Even though he hadn't reached his goal, he had given it everything he had.

'Damn it! I still can't reach 100 in a row...'

Issei let out a heavy sigh, his frustration evident in the way his fingers curled into fists against the floor. He had been training for so long, yet there was still so much room for improvement. He needed to be stronger! strong enough to protect the people who mattered to him.

A sudden voice broke through his exhausted thoughts, making him flinch slightly.

"Not bad," a familiar, smooth voice echoed across the room.

Issei turned his head toward the doorway, blinking away the sweat dripping into his eyes. Rias stood there, leaning casually against the frame, one perfectly shaped eyebrow arched in curiosity. Her crimson hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall of silk, and her piercing blue eyes held a mix of amusement and admiration.

The young lad quickly turned back to face the floor; memories of the previous night flooded his mind. Her soft pillows, her beautiful and well sculpted body that fit with his own almost seamlessly.

'Her boobs were so nice...hehe...'

"But you can always do better," she added, a small smirk tugging at the corners of her lips.

Issei groaned, pushing himself up onto his hands and knees. His body protested every movement, sore and aching, but he forced himself to move. Trying to erase his dirty thoughts and focus on his workout.

"I'll try," he muttered, already dreading whatever she had in store for him next. His ears turned slightly red.

Rias watched him with an amused yet approving expression. Despite his exhaustion, despite his frustration, he still had that relentless drive to improve. It was one of the things she admired about him, even if he could be reckless at times.

A playful glint flickered in her eyes as she stepped further into the room, arms crossed over her chest. "Then keep going," she encouraged, her voice softer this time, more supportive.

Issei met her gaze, his body still aching, but something about her presence gave him a second wind. With a deep breath, he shifted his weight back onto his palms and toes, lowering himself down once more.

"91… 92… 93..."

He could hear her counting now, her voice steady and unwavering. A small part of him found comfort in it, as if her presence alone was enough to push him past his limits.

"94...95…"

Issei turned slightly, catching a glimpse of the stunning redhead beside him. She wasn't just watching; she was supporting him in her own way.

And that was enough for him to keep going. Her voice sultry, Issei couldn't help but gulp as he remembered her loud and delicate moans.

"96...97...98..."

"What did you say?" Issei asked, his voice hoarse from exertion. He could barely make out the numbers over the sound of his own ragged breathing. He tried to distract himself from his lewd thoughts.

"I was just counting," Rias replied casually, her arms still folded as she leaned against the doorframe, watching him with mild amusement. "You've been doing quite a few reps."

Issei managed a weak chuckle as he pushed himself onto his feet. His legs felt unsteady, like they could give out at any second, but he refused to let himself fall. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, inhaling deeply before lowering himself back down for another set. This time, however, something was different. There was an added determination in his movements, not just because Rias was watching him, but because he knew this was something he had to do for himself.

"I know I still have a long way to go," he muttered between breaths, his arms burning as he pushed up and down, "but I'll get there eventually."

Rias observed him quietly, her gaze softer now. She could see the fire in his eyes, the sheer willpower keeping him going despite his exhaustion. It wasn't just stubbornness, Issei genuinely wanted to improve. She felt a sense of pride welling up inside her. This was why she had chosen him. Not because he was weak or needed protection, but because she saw his potential.

"You know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, "you don't have to prove yourself to me. Or anyone else, for that matter."

Issei paused mid-rep, glancing up at her with a puzzled expression. His breathing was heavy, his forehead damp with sweat. "I want to get stronger, not just for you or the club, but for myself too. I don't ever want to feel weak or helpless again."

Rias smiled slightly, stepping away from the doorframe and walking toward him. "You'll get there," she reassured him, her tone gentle.

Issei let out a breath, her words lingering in his mind. He agreed with her to some extent, but that didn't mean he was going to slow down. If anything, it only fueled his resolve. He needed to put himself in the best condition of course, both mentally and physically, and that meant starting from scratch.

"You know," she said playfully, tilting her head, "you might want to put some meat on those bones."

Issei groaned, half from exhaustion and half from the teasing. "Not you too," he muttered, rolling his eyes. He already heard enough about his physique from Koneko. "I get it, I get it. I'll eat a load after I am done here."

Rias smirked. "Good boy," she teased, giving him a small pat on the head as if he were some obedient pet.

Issei sighed but didn't argue. He knew she was right. He needed to eat more if he wanted to build muscle, but stuffing himself full every meal wasn't as easy as it sounded. Still, if that was what it took to get stronger, he'd endure it.

After finishing another grueling set of push-ups, Issei collapsed onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. His breath came in slow, steady gasps as he tried to recover. The cool air from the vent above brushed against his sweat-drenched skin, providing a fleeting moment of relief. He closed his eyes for a second, enjoying the sensation.

'Too tough... I never want to work out again...'

"So," he asked casually, his voice still breathy, "where are Akeno and Koneko today? I haven't seen them around lately."

"Downstairs eating breakfast," Rias answered nonchalantly.

Issei's eyes shot open. He propped himself up on his elbows, looking at her incredulously. "And why didn't you tell me this sooner?"

Rias raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by his reaction. "You seemed… focused."

Issei groaned. "Focused on killing myself with push-ups, maybe." He exhaled sharply and dragged himself to his feet, his legs wobbling slightly as he stood. "I could've been downstairs eating with them instead of—" he gestured to the floor, "dying up here."

Rias chuckled. "You made that choice yourself."

Issei grumbled something under his breath, but he knew she wasn't wrong. Still, the thought of Akeno and Koneko enjoying a nice, warm breakfast while he was suffering through his workout made him envious. His stomach growled in protest, as if scolding him for ignoring its needs.

"Well, I'm not wasting any more time," he declared, rolling his shoulders before heading toward the door. "I need food before I pass out."

Rias fell into step beside him, her arms still crossed. "You should probably take a shower first," she pointed out. "Unless you want to clear out the entire dining hall with how bad you smell."

Issei stopped mid-step and turned to her with a deadpan expression. "Really?"

She smirked. "I'm just looking out for everyone's well being."

Issei groaned but knew she had a point. A shower would be a good idea, though he hated delaying breakfast even more.

"Fine, fine," he muttered smiling slightly,

"You're doing great, Issei," she said, her voice softer this time.

"What about Asia, Iris and Xenovia? Are they eating breakfast too?"

"No." She replied with a grin.

"Oh." He turned his head to her. "Did they go out? You should have told me this before." Issei slowly picked himself off the floor and onto his feet.

"You were working out so hard I couldn't just interrupt," Rias admitted with a small shrug, her crimson hair cascading over her shoulder. "Besides, your food is still hot, so you haven't wasted any time."

Issei exhaled, his muscles still burning from his intense workout, but he couldn't help but feel slightly mollified by her words. She had a point...

He had been too focused to even notice anything else around him.

"Alright," he said, flashing her a brief, tired grin. "I guess I'll go cool down and grab some food then. Wait downstairs for me with the other Rias."

"Fine by me," she responded, her lips curving into a knowing smirk.

Issei nodded before stripping off his sweat-drenched shirt, feeling the cool air brush against his overheated skin. He peeled off the rest of his workout clothes, leaving himself clad in nothing but his boxers, relishing the temporary relief. As he stood there, lost in thought, rolling the stiffness out of his shoulders, he suddenly felt an unsettling sensation, like someone was watching him.

Turning around, he was startled to find Rias still standing in the doorway, her gaze unwavering, her expression unreadable.

His breath caught in his throat. He had naturally assumed she would leave and close the door behind her, but instead, she remained rooted in place, those striking blue eyes studying him intently.

"Um, Rias," he stammered, clearing his throat, trying to act nonchalant despite the heat rising to his face. "What are you still doing here?"

She didn't answer right away. Instead, she stepped inside, closing the door behind her with an almost deliberate slowness. Her movements were fluid, graceful sway,almost predatory.

Issei swallowed hard as she approached him, her presence radiating a warmth that sent shivers down his spine.

"I was just wondering…" she murmured, tilting her head slightly, those crimson locks framing her delicate face. "Do you need any help?"

His heart pounded against his ribcage, his mind struggling to process the sudden shift in atmosphere. The casual teasing from earlier had faded, replaced by something much more intense.

She took another step closer, close enough that he could catch the familiar scent of her perfume, roses mixed with strawberries. A scent he had long familiarized himself with. A scent that haunted his dreams.

"Rias…" Issei gulped as he stared at her, his body stiff, unsure whether to step back or pull her closer.

Rias merely smiled, as if sensing his internal battle. Slowly, she reached up, her fingers threading through his damp hair, sending a wave of warmth down his spine. His breath hitched at the gentle touch.

"You work so hard," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "I admire that about you."

The way she looked at him, with something akin to admiration and desire interwoven in her gaze, made Issei feel like he was standing on unstable ground. His mind flashed back to the night before the way she had called his name, the way her body had fit so perfectly against his, the intoxicating sound of her moans.

It felt unreal, like she was a goddess descending upon a mere mortal.

Rias glided across the floor, her hips swaying with each step, the dim light casting an ethereal glow around her. Every movement was deliberate, confident, as though she had complete control over the situation.

And perhaps she did.

Issei barely had time to react before she reached up and cupped his face in her hands, her thumbs lightly grazing his cheeks. There was no hesitation when she leaned in, pressing her lips against his.

The kiss was slow, but deep, filled with a tenderness that quickly melted into something more heated.

Issei gasped slightly at the unexpected move but quickly surrendered, his arms instinctively wrapping around her waist, pulling her flush against him. Their bodies pressed together, fitting as if molded for one another, the heat between them igniting like dry kindling.

Rias let out a soft sigh against his lips, her fingers tightening in his hair as she deepened the kiss. Their tongues met, sliding together in a rhythm both familiar and exhilarating. Each movement, each brush of their lips, sent sparks down his spine, making his knees weak despite the grueling workout he had just endured.

He could feel her breath, warm and ragged against his skin. He could feel the way her body molded against his, the fabric of her dress brushing against his bare chest, teasing him, tempting him.

As the intensity between them reached its peak, Rias finally pulled back, her lips slightly swollen, her chest rising and falling with every shallow breath.

Her fingers trailed down from his hair, over his shoulder, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake. She gazed at him, her expression unreadable, but her eyes burned with something undeniable.

"Issei…" she whispered, her voice hoarse with want, as she traced a finger along his jawline. "You really know how to make a girl feel wanted."

"Rias..." Issei breathed her name like a prayer, his voice thick with longing and need. She was so close, her warmth enveloping him, her presence intoxicating.

Their lips met again, moving in perfect sync, the taste of her lingering on his tongue as he pulled her even closer. The kiss was slow, deliberate and each touch sending sparks down his spine. His hands roamed her back, tracing the curves of her body, savoring the softness of her skin beneath his fingertips.

Rias let out a soft sigh against his lips, her fingers threading through his hair, tugging gently as she deepened the kiss. Her body trembled slightly, not from hesitation, but from anticipation.

"I want you, Issei..." she murmured between kisses, her breath warm against his lips. "Tonight... give it all to me... for now, just stay with me."

Her words sent a shiver down his spine, her voice laced with something raw and vulnerable. This wasn't just desire... it was something deeper. Something unspoken but understood between them.

Rias leaned in again, her lips brushing against his in a tender yet hungry kiss. His heart pounded in his chest as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her even closer until there was no space left between them. Their bodies fit together perfectly, as if they had been made for each other.

The scent of her hair, the warmth of her breath, the way her fingers traced slow, teasing patterns along his skin, it was overwhelming, consuming. His hands skimmed over her back, feeling the slight arch in her posture as she pressed against him, molding herself to him like she never wanted to let go. Her nipples pressing themselves against his chest.

She tilted her head back slightly, her deep blue eyes locking onto his. There was something in them, trust, love, and an unspoken promise. Her eyes were like an ocean. Easy to get in lost in.

"Rias..." he whispered, his voice filled with everything he couldn't put into words.

Their passion knew no bounds as their lips met once more, tongues tangling in a dance of desire. Rias gasped softly against his mouth, her body trembling slightly under the onslaught of pleasure. Issei could feel himself growing hard against her soft skin, aching for release.

Pulling away from the kiss, Rias reached up to take off her shirt and then undo the clasp of her bra, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. Her perky breasts bounced slightly as she moved, causing Issei's mouth to water uncontrollably. Without hesitation, he leaned down and took one rosy nipple into his mouth, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure.

Rias arched her back, moaning loudly as pleasure coursed through her body. She ran her fingers through Issei's hair, urging him on even as she trembled with anticipation. Their bodies moved together in perfect sync, each touch sending shockwaves of desire throughout their beings.

Issei couldn't believe this was really happening, that the beautiful and alluring Rias was his to explore and cherish once more. He pushed her panties aside, revealing her soft, smooth skin to his hungry eyes. With a growl of need, he lowered himself between her legs, taking her into his mouth as he began to lap at her folds with long, slow strokes of his tongue.

Rias let out another moan, this one even louder than before. She writhed beneath him, her hands digging into his shoulders as she lost herself in the sensations coursing through her body. Their connection was palpable, electric even, as if they were two magnets drawn together by an invisible force.

As Issei continued to pleasure her, Rias reached down between their bodies and began to stroke him gently, her hands slick with her own arousal. She moaned softly against his mouth as he pushed deeper into her throat, his tongue dancing around hers in a sensual display of passion.

Without warning, Issei lifted Rias up onto the bed, his eyes burning with desire. He positioned himself at her entrance and slowly began to thrust inside of her, moaning in pleasure as he felt her tight walls grip him. Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through their veins.

Issei moved his hands up from her butt ran his fingers through Rias' crimson messy locks as she nestled into his embrace, her breath warm against his skin. Their bodies were entwined, their hearts beating in sync, lost in the moment that felt like it belonged only to them.

Until—

The door creaked open.

"Don't stop on my account."

The sultry voice echoed through the room, sending a shockwave through Issei's body.

Rias' eyes widened in alarm before she hastily pulled the sheets up over herself, turning toward the intruder with a mix of embarrassment and irritation.

Standing at the doorway, wearing a knowing smirk, was Akeno. Her violet eyes sparkled mischievously... her arms crossed under her ample chest as she leaned lazily against the doorframe.

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