This chapter is mostly R18. You have been warned.
The rain rattled along the tracks, carrying me closer to her, closer to the conversation I needed to have.
I stared at my reflection in the window. My hood was up, my hat was low, but I could still see the outline of my horns pressing against the fabric. A stranger looked back at me. Silver hair. Amber eyes. A face that wasn't quite human anymore.
The train slowed. The doors opened. I stepped out into the cold evening air, my breath fogging in front of me. The walk to the apartment building was short, but each step felt heavier than the last.
The lobby was empty. The elevator was slow. I watched the numbers climb, my heart pounding in time with the floors.
Was she going to be hurt?
The elevator doors opened. I walked down the hallway, my sneakers silent on the carpet. The matte black door loomed in front of me.
I entered the key and went in.
The door opened, and I was greeted by her.
Ai stood there, her indigo-purple hair loose around her shoulders. Her face was bare, and her eyes were tired but steady. She was wearing an oversized grey hoodie and black leggings. Her hand was on her stomach—a gesture that screamed protective.
She stared at me for a moment. Then her eyes went to my head, to the hat and the hood.
"Did they see it?"
"Yeah. They saw."
"What happened?"
We sat down on the couch. She pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. I began. I told her everything. About Rias. About Akeno. Even about Koneko. And about the deal I had made.
"You—you are going on a date with her?"
The words hung in the air.
I didn't answer right away, as I didn't need to. She already knew.
"Yeah, tomorrow after school."
Her hands tightened around her knees; her knuckles went white.
"You're going on a date with some devil, someone you had just met. Someone who could kill you?"
Her voice was shaken. Just the thought alone sent a shiver down her spine.
"This could help us. Being allies with the devils that are in power would help."
"Help us with what? By taking you away from me, by making you forget about us...?"
She shook her head as her indigo hair kept swaying back and forth.
"The way you act, it's like you're enjoying it—the game and the attention you receive. You're enjoying this."
The words hit like a punch to the gut.
I opened my mouth to deny it, but I closed it instantly because she was right.
"Ai—"
"Don't. You said you wouldn't lie to me, remember?"
The silence stretched between us; it was thick and heavy. The city lights flickered outside the window, casting shadows across her face.
"How, how many?"
"How many what?"
"How many women are you going to collect? How many devils, fallen angels, and whatever else you find out there?"
I stared at her.
"I'm not collecting anyone."
"You're going on a date with one tomorrow, and you're going to try to charm her. You're going to bring them into our lives."
I didn't have an answer for that—not one she would like.
"Four at most. Four, including you."
"You're going to limit yourself to four women, including the girlfriend you knocked up after one night?"
"Yes."
She laughed after I confirmed it, but this time there was something underneath it, almost like relief.
"If you bring anyone else into this that threatens my children, I'll kill you myself."
"I know."
I knew what I was doing was dangerous and stupid.
"Fine. Go on your date and charm your devil. You have to promise me that you will come back to me, you hear me? You have to always come back."
She reached and grabbed my hand. Her fingers were cold. She reminded me of what I had said just moments ago.
"Four, that's the limit. And I'm the first, and the most important."
"You are the first."
"You're an idiot."
She was sulking, puffing up her cheeks in this moment. It was cute.
I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. Her body was warm and curvaceous, but it was also soft.
"Four. If you bring home a fifth, I'm cutting your horns off."
"Y-yes."
Just thinking about the pain that would cause, I instantly replied. I didn't even want to imagine how much pain it would cause.
After staying in a hugging position, at some point, we started walking towards it. We were at it—the bed.
She was on her back, her head against the pillow. The soft moonlight from the window framed her. She pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on top of them, watching me undress.
I saw her look.
"You look like you've seen a ghost."
"No... you're..."
She gestured with her chin at my midsection.
"You're bigger than before."
I hadn't known it, but my ogre blood had given me more muscle mass and a slightly bigger 'member,' but the system had not told me that.
She scowled, and i had seen her puff up her cheeks. This wasn't sulking; this was annoyance, but i still found it cute.
I grabbed her curvaceous boobs. it was big for her frame, and it was the perfect size for my hands. They were soft and had a perfect shape to them.
I squeezed. She gasped. The gasp turned into a moan as I rolled her nipples between my fingers. They hardened to my touch.
She arched her back, pushing herself further into my hands.
"You're an idiot."
Her voice was a breathless whisper. Her indigo-purple hair was splayed across the pillow, a stark, beautiful contrast to the white.
"But I'm your idiot."
I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear.
"And you're mine."
I captured her mouth, and she kissed me back. There was a hunger to her, a desperation that hadn't been there before. This wasn't just about pleasure anymore. It was about staking a claim. Reminding me of who I belonged to. Reminding herself.
My hands roamed her body, relearning every curve, every dip, every soft expanse of skin. Her stomach was still flat, but I could feel it now—the faint, thrumming pulse of the mana within her, the life we had created together. My life. My children.
I broke the kiss, my lips trailing down her neck, my teeth grazing her collarbone. Her hands were in my hair, her nails scraping against my scalp, sending shivers down my spine.
I moved lower, my mouth closing over one of her nipples. I sucked, hard, and she cried out, her back bowing off the bed. Her fingers tightened in my hair, holding me in place.
"You... you can't..."
I let go, my tongue swirling around the sensitive peak.
"Can't what?"
"You can't just... do that and then go on a date with some devil. It's not fair."
Her voice was thick with emotion, with a vulnerability she rarely showed.
"I know."
I moved to her other breast, giving it the same attention. I could feel her resolve crumbling, her anger and fear melting away under a tide of sensation.
"I hate you."
"No, you don't."
I kissed my way down her stomach, my lips ghosting over the skin where our children grew. I lingered there for a moment, my breath warm against her.
"I hate that I don't hate you."
Her voice was barely audible.
I smiled against her skin.
I settled between her legs, my hands on her thighs, pushing them gently apart. She was wet, glistening in the moonlight.
I looked up at her. Her eyes were closed, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath.
"I love you."
Her eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, all the fear and anger were gone. There was only love. Raw and unconditional.
"I love you too, you stupid, horned, idiot."
I lowered my head, my tongue finding her clit. She gasped, her hips bucking against my mouth. I licked and sucked, exploring her, tasting her. Her moans filled the room, a beautiful, desperate music.
It didn't take long. She was already on edge, her body taut with anticipation. I slid a finger inside her, then another, curling them to find that spot that made her see stars.
"Please..."
Her whimper was my undoing.
I increased the pressure, my tongue working in a frenzy, my fingers pumping in and out. Her back arched, her thighs trembling, and then she was crying out my name, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
I didn't stop. I rode her through it, drawing out her pleasure, until she was a panting, writhing mess beneath me.
When she finally stilled, I moved back up her body, my lips claiming hers in a deep, possessive kiss. She could taste herself on my tongue, and she moaned, her arms wrapping around my neck, pulling me closer.
I positioned myself at her entrance, my cock throbbing with need.
"Look at me."
Her eyes, dark and unfocused, met mine.
"I'm yours."
She nodded, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek.
"Always."
I pushed inside her, slowly, savoring the feel of her stretched around me. She was so tight, so warm, so perfect.
"Move."
I obeyed, my hips finding a rhythm that was both primal and tender. Each thrust was a declaration, a promise. Each retreat was a reminder of what was at stake.
We moved together, a tangled mess of limbs and ragged breaths, our bodies speaking a language that words could never capture. Her nails dug into my back, her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper, demanding more.
I could feel my own release building, a hot, coiling tension in my groin. I wanted to lose myself in her, to forget about devils and dates and the danger that lurked just outside our door.
But I couldn't. Not completely. i was still feeling it in my groin, it didn't stop, and it was still rock hard.
"Ai..."
"I know."
She reached down, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing in tight circles as I continued to move inside her. The sight of her, taking her own pleasure, was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.
"Come with me."
Her words sent me over the edge. I thrust one last time, burying myself deep inside her as my orgasm ripped through me. I cried out her name, my body shuddering with the force of it. She followed a second later, her inner walls clamping down around me, milking me for all I was worth.
We took some time to readjust ourselves and to take a small break before we started to continue, as I had noticed something was off.
I was still as hard as a rock and throbbing.
Ai looked down, as she had seen the problem as well.
"Are you not satisfied yet?"
i didnt answer, but instead I had started to rub my hard dick on her opening.
"I guess not."
She had a seductive look in her eyes as she looked up to me.
"You're insatiable."
"You bring it out in me."
I flipped us over, so she was on top, her knees on either side of my hips. She took control, her hands on my chest as she began to ride me, slow and steady at first, then faster, more demanding.
The sight of her, her head thrown back, her breasts bouncing with each movement, was enough to make me hard all over again. I reached up, my hands cupping her breasts, my thumbs brushing against her nipples.
"Harder."
I obliged, my hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements, meeting her thrust for thrust. The bed creaked beneath us, a frantic, rhythmic sound that echoed the pounding of our hearts.
We were lost in each other, in the heat and the pleasure and the desperate need to connect. I could feel her body tensing, her breath catching in her throat.
"Again."
And I gave it to her, my own release following hers, a blinding, explosive rush that left me breathless and boneless.
We collapsed against each other, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts beating in a frantic, unsteady rhythm. The room was silent except for our ragged breaths.
We had stayed like this for a while before she started to get up.
"Where are you going?"
She didn't answer. She just padded across the room to the bathroom, her silhouette framed in the doorway. A moment later, I heard the sound of the shower.
I followed her, my body aching in ways I had never felt before. The steam was thick, clinging to my skin, blurring the edges of the world.
She was already in the shower, the water cascading over her body, her indigo-purple hair plastered to her back. I stepped in behind her, my hands on her waist, pulling her back against my chest.
"I'm still hard."
She laughed, a soft, throaty sound that was both amused and resigned.
"You're going to be the death of me."
"Maybe."
I turned her around, my lips finding hers in a slow, deep kiss. The water rained down on us, warm and relentless.
I lifted her, her legs wrapping around my waist as I pressed her against the cool tiles of the shower wall. I entered her again, a slow, deep thrust that made her gasp.
This time was different. Slower. More deliberate. Each movement was a promise, a reaffirmation of the bond we shared.
"Does it hurt?"
"No."
Her answer came out hoarse, as if she were whispering to herself.
I felt something wet on my stomach, looking down to find Joo Hyuna leaning against my belly, her lips wrapped around my dick. Her tongue swirled. Then, she pulled away.
"I want to suck it. Please let me lick your cock for a little longer."
There's no stopping this woman.
My heart races in anticipation when she bends over for me. She moans at my touch and sucks harder, her eyes locked on mine. I'm sure she'll do the same thing when I enter her. The only thing that matters is how good I can make her feel.
The woman knows what she's doing. With a gentle push, she slides her lips over my throbbing cock, and I couldn't help but gasp as her tongue wrapped around the shaft. Ai moved faster. She took the entirety of it in, her cheeks hollowing as she took my whole dick in.
The warmth of her mouth, the softness of her tongue—it's all I can think about. I'm lost in the sensation. The world outside the shower fades away, and there's only her, only this.
It didn't take long. I could feel the pressure building, a hot, coiling tension in my groin.
"I'm going to..."
She didn't stop. She took me deeper, her throat constricting around me, and then I was coming, my body shuddering with the force of my release. She swallowed, her throat working, her eyes locked on mine the entire time.
When I was finished, she let me go, a slow, deliberate slide of her lips. She looked up at me, her lips swollen, her eyes dark with satisfaction.
"Your turn."
She stood up, her back against the wall, her legs parted. I knelt before her, my tongue finding her clit. She was already wet, her arousal mingling with the water from the shower.
I licked and sucked, exploring her, tasting her. Her moans filled the small space, a beautiful, desperate music.
"Please... more"
Her whimper was my undoing.
I increased the pressure, my tongue working in a frenzy, my fingers pumping in and out. Her back arched, her thighs trembling, and then she was crying out my name, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
I didn't stop. I rode her through it, drawing out her pleasure, until she was a panting, writhing mess against the tiles.
When she finally stilled, I stood up, my lips claiming hers in a deep, possessive kiss. She could taste herself on my tongue, and she moaned, her arms wrapping around my neck, pulling me closer.
I had picked her up. using my hands to grip her butt, and using it to support her weight, i then put my Penis into her.
She gasped, her head falling back against the tiles, her wet hair clinging to her skin. I began to move, my hips finding a rhythm that was both primal and tender. Each thrust was a declaration, a promise. Each retreat was a reminder of what was at stake.
We moved together, a tangled mess of limbs and ragged breaths, our bodies speaking a language that words could never capture. Her nails dug into my shoulders, her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper, demanding more.
"Harder."
I obliged, my hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements, meeting her thrust for thrust. The tiles were cold against my back, a stark contrast to the heat of our bodies.
I could feel my own release building, a hot, coiling tension in my groin. I wanted to lose myself in her, to forget about devils and dates and the danger that lurked just outside our door.
But I couldn't. Not completely.
"Ai..."
"I know."
She reached down, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing in tight circles as I continued to move inside her.
"God..."
"Are you close?"
"Y-yes..."
I could feel her thighs trembling, her cunt gripping me like a vice, her moans filling the air around us.
"Come for me."
With a shout, she fell apart, her back arching off the bed, her pussy clenching around my cock. I didn't stop, didn't let up, fucking her through her orgasm until she was a shaking, writhing mess beneath me.
"Ahhh...!"
I grabbed her ass and thrust my dick as deeply as I could.
Ai's mouth gaped open, but no sound came out as she rode the aftershocks of her orgasm. I moved my hips and thrusted a few more times to keep my dick hard.
"Mmmph! Hnggg!"
I stuffed Ai's mouth with a hand and felt her pussy tighten around me.
"Uh...! Nnnggg!"
Her pussy is so tight. My dick is going to burst!
"Uhhh.... Nnggh..."
"Hut! Hnnngg!"
I made AI cum over and over with my dick until I couldn't take it anymore.
I removed the hand from her mouth and began to move my hips.
Squish, squish, squish, squish...
"You really like big dicks, don't you?"
"Ah...! Ahhh...!"
I held onto her breasts as I thrust into her pussy, her eyes wide with surprise.
I bit the nape of her neck and sucked it.
Squish, squish, squish, squish...
Ai kept her hips in the same position even though her pussy was being pounded.
The sound of her body hitting the bed is the sound of my dick pounding her.
Squish, squish, squish, squish...!
Throb, throb, throb, throb, throb!
As I felt the pleasure build up, I grabbed Ai by her long hair and turned her face towards me.
She let out a yelp and stared at me with wide eyes.
I squeezed her soft tits and moved my hips to satisfy myself.
The tip of my dick rubs against her vagina wall.
Oh, I can feel it. This feeling. It feels like my dick is about to burst!
As I moved my hips to satisfy my urge, Ai weakly uttered in resignation.
She gave up.
Ai, who once complained, raised her butt and began to move her hips.
Squish, squish, squish, squish...!
After repeating these motions several times, we were already wet with sweat.
Squish, squish, squish, squish....
As I licked her ear, Ai moaned as she moved her hips, like a puppy that doesn't know how to pleasure itself.
Squish, squish, squish, squish...!
Throb, throb, throb, throb!
The bed is wet with our sweat.
When I bit her earlobe, she shuddered, her vagina tightening around me.
My body is hot.
My dick is about to explode.
"Ai..."
I whispered in her ear, my hips moving slowly, deliberately.
"I'm going to cum."
I wanted to see her face. I wanted to see her expression when she felt me fill her up. I wanted to see the look in her eyes when she remembered that this was what we had created, this was what we were fighting for.
"Look at me."
Her eyes, dark and unfocused, met mine.
"I'm yours."
She nodded, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek.
"Always."
I let go, my body convulsing as my release ripped through me. I cried out her name, my body shuddering with the force of it. She followed a second later, her inner walls clamping down around me, milking me for all I was worth.
But I was still not done.
i griped her Tits, to measure, I was still horny, it was like a instastable hunger. that i couldnt stop.
But what was this milk? white liquid that seemed to have dripped from her breasts.
"Is this...?"
She looked down at herself, at the small, white droplet beading on her nipple. Her eyes widened, and a flush spread across her cheeks.
"I... I think so."
I leaned down, my tongue flicking out to taste it. It was sweet, with a hint of something else. Something... magical.
"It's... different."
It tasted extremely sweet. almost like candy.
using it as a lubricant. I put my dick between her breasts.
She used her mouth as a second form of pleasure.
I thrust between her breasts, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock. The sight of her, her indigo-purple Hair splayed across the pillow, her eyes locked on mine, was enough to make me hard all over again.
Her soft lips, her pretty tongue, and her silky hair, she has it all.
As I pumped into her mouth, I realized that she was sucking on me harder than usual.
My heart fluttered, and I increased the intensity of my thrusts.
But it wasn't enough.
I moved my hips like a machine, pounding into Ai with the desire to conquer.
"Ugh!"
"Hng! Hng!"
I fucked her mouth with the intention of coming deep inside,
"Hnnng!"
"Chuuurp... Chuuurp... Chuuurp."
"Oh! Ah... Ha! Ah! I can't... hold... any... mooore...!"
"So good... so good..."
I kept thrusting as my dick throbbed, trying to suck up every drop of my sperm.
When my dick stopped twitching, I looked at the clock.
1 AM.
I didn't realize the time had gone by so fast.
"Will you swallow it?"
I questioned Ai, as she had a lot of my cum inside of her mouth.
She looked at me, her eyes wide. Then she had swallowed it all.