Chapter 17
"And so Milicas comes running to my rooms, completely confused and just tells me the whole story."
"So he just barged into your brother's office, looking for Lady Grayfia, and only found your brother with a very constrained expression on his face?" I asked, laughing when I thought on how that scene must have played out.
"Yes, he thought Sirzechs was angry at him because he banged the desk he was sitting behind, not realizing the bang came from Grayfia beneath the desk when she bumped her head from fright when Milicas interrupted them," replied Rias, apparently quite excited to voice the dirty laundry of Satan Lucifer.
"You know, I think this may be a devil thing, just never thought this would be the funny family story you would share with me."
"We devils are less bothered about such things. But anyway, the whole underworld thinks my brother has a thing for maids, and makes Grayfia dress like she does, while it is Grayfia's kink all the while, and my brother just goes along with it."
That was pretty funny, it also shed some interesting light on the severe looking maid of the Gremory clan.
"Honestly, I thought the same. I think I even respected your brother for it," I admitted, looking sideways at Rias.
"Really? Maids? That's what does it for you?" A raise of a well-sculpted crimson eyebrow told me just what she thought about that. I felt a slight flush that had nothing to do with the warm rays of the sun shining down on us.
"What? It's a perfectly good preference to have."
I needed to defend myself here, maids were just hitting me something different.
Rias hummed, a playful glint in her eyes as she swung our intertwined hands. "Hmm, are you hoping for some maids for yourself? A little territory of your own once you rise through the ranks?" The teasing voice she said it with, made me think she wasn't against it, it would fit with what I knew about devil society at large, and how they approached such things.
"Perhaps, in the distant future, who knows what the world will bring."
Walking by the riverside, I held Rias' hand in my own. The date went spectacularly well, at least to my estimations. We picked up coffee, chatted about our interests and everything and anything. Then we stopped for ice cream and decided to walk the waterfront in Kuoh. All things considered, I thought the date was going swell so far.
…
We decided to forgo a movie, as nothing good was playing in the Kuoh theatre, and just decided to make a movie night at our place. A quick shower and then some comfy pyjamas, and we could cuddle on the couch and watch whatever Rias decided on; today was her day to choose.
Stepping into the shower, I felt the pleasant feeling of hot water hit my face. For few moments I just stood there, luxuriating in the feeling of hot water running on my body.
When two pale hands sneaked around my midsection and I felt a very warm body press into my back, I almost jumped to the ceiling, my eyes flying open. I recognized her scent immediately, roses, honey and something uniquely Rias.
"You took so long to get in, I decided I didn't want to wait for the movie to start to be close to you," Rias whispered, her voice vibrating against the skin of my shoulder.
She leaned into my back, and I felt her prodigious chest brush against my skin, two hard points tickling my back. I let out a shuddering breath as I felt her hands move slightly lover, the teasing touch setting my senses alight.
"Rias…"
"Yes?" she asked with a lilt in her voice.
"If you are going to start something, then you ought to finish"
"Oho? How bold of you, my cutest of servants."
Her hands moved down just a little further, brushing against my member, making it twitch.
I closed my eyes shut, extending both arms towards the tiles in front of me, my legs suddenly feeling like jelly. The softness of her hands, it was too much.
I could feel every twist of her body against my back, her hot skin flush against me. She leaned her head against my shoulder blade, her soaked hair ticking my skin, hot breath somehow overshadowing the feeling of hot water still falling down on us both.
One of her hands rested against my stomach, making slow turns with her palm, her fingers spread. The other one clutched me with the softest of grasps, just like a warm heavenly cloud.
Her movements were slow, deliberate, drawing a short breath from me, my eyes still tightly shut.
"Hmm, yes, you like that? Let your master take care of you," Rias' voice was breathy, reaching my ears and making my head swim.
Time lost its meaning. I know not for how long, but at some point the bombardment of soft touches and feeling of soft skin reached a crescendo, bringing me over to my edge, my spent essence dripping between Rias' fingers.
"Hmm, my dragon, what an-"
Before Rias could finish her sentence, I suddenly turned around, taking Rias into my embrace, pinning her arms over her head, my forehead resting against her soaked crimson hair.
Breathing heavily, I look down at her, my eyes full of unquenched lust. Rias looked back at me with half lidded eyes, their sea-green colour burning itself into my mind with their intensity. I let my gaze wonder, to her lips that looked so inviting, to the crook of her neck where droplets of water have gathered from the still running shower.
I let my eyes continue in their search of her body, lowering still. Rias' chest heaved with heavy breaths, coming out short and breathy. The natural heaviness of her breasts, the way they hang perfectly shapely and yet still obeying the call of gravity, the way her nipples hardened even further when she noticed my gaze, their soft pink colour stark against her pale glistening skin. In my mind, she was perfection.
My gaze lowered once more, to the soaked soft curls above her sex, their well-groomed presence both pleasing to the eye and hiding the sweetest of treasures. I watched the way her thighs rubbed against each other, betraying her own arousal.
I lifted my eyes, locking our gazes. Rias looked like she is about to say something, but I silenced her with a hungry kiss; wrestling her tongue, unable to help myself.
I pushed her further into the tiles behind her, and she moaned into my mouth. At the same time, I let one of my hands wander downwards, keeping her own arms locked above her head with a single one of my own.
First, my fingers travelled to her face, gently framing her jaw, the curve of her throat next on their path downwards, her skin flushed from the heat of the moment. I let them move a little farther, gently tracing the curve of her breast, palming it and running my thumb lightly across her stiffened nipple. Eliciting a moan from the devil heiress, completely helpless in my grasp, yet given willingly.
We broke our kiss and I held her lower lip between my teeth for a moment, my hand still palming the heavy breast in its grasp.
She bit the side of her lower lip when I release it, looking up at me through hooded eyes. I lowered my head, lightly teasing the side of her jaw with my lips, leaving small kisses in my wake. Rias craned her neck, looking towards the ceiling.
I moved upwards, giving her a short kiss, resting my forehead against hers. As I locked my gaze with hers once more, I let my hand drop farther, leaving her breast aching and needy.
Slowly, my fingers traced her flat stomach, making a slight detour on their way down. Palming her side, just above her hips, the flesh there was deliciously pliant to my touch.
"No more teasing… please," Rias' voice came out breathy, full of need and longing.
Without words, I moved to oblige her, still maintaining eye contact with the crimson-haired devil.
Finally, after the slow crawl, my fingers reached their prize; the soft wet curls parting along the way.
I gently teased her flower petals, tracing her sweet place with slow and steady movements, drawing soft gasps from the woman in front of me.
Finally, I gave Rias' the respite she craved. Easing my teasing movements, I gently started to use my thumb to draw circles around her pearl, moving in steady rhythm.
I could visibly see her heartbeat increase rapidly, the way her breaths come out shorter and more staggered being a clear sign to me.
I continued with a steady rhythm, our foreheads still leaning on one another. Rias squirmed in my grasp, her thighs rubbing against each other, soft, almost imperceptible mewls coming out of her open mouth.
Rias was completely bare before me. And when I saw her pupils dilate, the rapidity of her breath increase even further, I moved down and claimed her lips with my own. Letting her ride her finish, her hips bucking on my hand.
Slowly, Rias descended from her high, her body slowing down in its movements, coming to almost a standstill. With my arm still holding her own above her head, I could feel how her legs must have almost given in as she leaned more of her weight on my single arm that now held her upright.
I broke our kiss, slowly, almost tentatively, and once more I rested my forehead on hers as she worked on catching her breath.
She hummed pleasantly, slowly letting her breath settle into a more normal cadence. I lowered her arms, having held them above her head all this time and let both of my hands rest on her hips. Rias in turn bringing her own to my shoulders, encircling one from behind and the other from the front.
"That was…" I try to say.
"…yeah," and Rias fails with me.
We stayed in silence for few moments, just enjoying the way water still rained down on us from the showerhead above.
"Hmm, I think we should actually take that shower, I still want to watch a movie," said Rias, breaking the silence.
"And cuddle," I replied, sharing my own desire to hold Rias in my arms.
"Yes, I definitely want to do that as well."
Her soft laughter still rang in my head as we both took an actual shower and curled up on the couch. The movie beginning to play on the TV far less important than the woman curled in my arms, lying beside me.
/Break
The next day after school I was sitting down on a couch in the old school building, browsing my phone while Rias and Akeno went about their business.
I snickered lightly as I read the message on my phone, Rias' voice bringing me from the phone screen and directing my attention to her.
"Are you texting Riser again?" The accusatory tone in her voice made me consider my answer very carefully.
"…no?" The confidence of my answer must have convinced her… surely.
"Ara, Ara, you need to take care Rias, you might lose Kairos to competition if you are not careful," came the Queen's teasing remark.
Leave it to Akeno to be helpful in situation such as this.
Putting the phone into my pocket, I got up from the sofa in the clubroom and made my way to Rias. When I came to her, I pecked her lightly on her lips before she could say anything further.
"I've got to run, I have a summoning contract pending. I'll talk to you later, ok?"
As I stepped into the teleportation circle, I could see Rias was still pouting, while Akeno held her hand to her cheek and tittered with her usual "Ufufu."
The glowing magical circle lit up in red light beneath my feet, and I let the teleportation magic connected to the contract flier do its work, disappearing in red light.
Rematerializing inside an apartment in what I assumed was still be Kuoh, I was greeted by a peculiar figure.
"Yo, Mr. Devil, nice to meet you."
I couldn't have hidden the surprise from my face if I'd tried. The Governor General of the Fallen Angels was sitting on a sofa in the apartment I've just teleported into.
Azazel
Well, thigs have just gotten interesting.