"Nerves getting to you?"
Rias looked over at Raytherion mid-jump, red hair bouncing with the same rhythm as her chest. She raised her brow, looking at him as if he was speaking nonsense.
He was leaning against the wall, posture relaxed as he watched her. The rest of her Peerage stood a ways away, quietly chatting amongst themselves.
Raytherion allowed his eyes to wander down for just a moment following the rise and fall of her chest with every small bounce as she continued to hype herself up, the Kuoh Academy uniform doing little to stop the movement of her breasts.
Her playful scoff snapped him out of his examination.
"Please. I'm just excited for when I embarrass that bastard in front of the entire Underworld and show him why he should have just kept his mouth shut." Rias rolled her shoulders, confidence rolling off of her as she moved towards him.
"But," she added, her voice dropping as she closed the distance, pressing her chest against him. "It doesn't compare at all to how… ready I am for what you promised me after, Ray."
She reached up to the collar of his shirt, pulling his head down so that she could claim his lips, his back now pressed against the wall. She didn't ask for permission to deepen the kiss, instead gently biting on his lip to force him to open his mouth, allowing her tongue to slip inside and explore as she pleased.
He could have stopped her, pushed her away and told her to stop…
Instead, Raytherion's hands instead moved to rest over her hips, holding her gently as she tasted him. His own tongue pushed against hers, not content with just letting her invade without some resistance. It earned him a delighted giggle from her, one that echoed pleasantly in his mouth until she pulled away with a soft, wet sound, licking her lips with a smirk.
"You know, Rias… ever since I kissed you that first time, you've been way too forward."
"You say that like it's a bad thing." Rias stood on her toes, whispering into his hear softly. "Besides… you can't pretend like you hate it when you don't push me away… I saw how you looked at me earlier, my breasts bouncing up and down…"
He closed an eye, face scrunching up in exasperation. Rias laughed, pressing herself more firmly against him.
"Just imagine, later today, after I win… they'll be bouncing up and down, only without any clothes… and with me on top of you–"
"Ara ara, what have I stumbled into?"
Raytherion and Rias turned to see Akeno standing right next to them, her violet eyes watching the pair with amusement. Rias huffed, glaring softly at Akeno as she wrapped her arms around Raytherion.
"Mmm, don't worry Rias," Akeno laughed. "I don't intend to steal him from you… yet. I simply came here to inform you that the rest of us have been patiently waiting for the two of you to finish your private little moment. Grayfia has informed us that we can head over now."
Rias tsked.
Raytherion straightened up, smiling down at her as he rubbed her back gently. "Showtime, Rias."
She hummed in response. "One last kiss? For good luck?"
He rolled his eyes, but there was a fondness to it, remembering another moment many years ago where she had been the one to kiss him on the cheek for good luck. He leaned down once more, pressing his lips to her softly. When he pulled away a moment later, her smile was radiant. She squeezes him once more before detaching from his and walking towards the rest of her Peerage.
Raytherion's eyes followed her as she walked before moving over to Akeno, who was still standing there, that same amusement on her face.
Akeno tilted her head, her dark hair falling over her shoulder as she studied him.
She stepped forward, closing the space between them, her arms wrapping him in a hug just like the one Rias had been giving him earlier.
"I'm happy for you both," she whispered, the genuine happiness clear despite her voice being muffled with her face pressed against his chest.
Akeno pulled back, smirking. "And… I cannot wait for my turn when the time comes."
Raytherion gave her a small smile, but remained silent even when she pulled away. He joined her in walking back towards Rias and the others. When he came to a stop in front of the entire group, another girl made her presence known by standing in front of him.
Shirone stood there quietly for only a second. Then, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his waist. "We'll defeat them. For Rias… and for you," she whispered softly.
He put a hand to her head, rubbing her ears. "Give 'em hell, Shirone," he whispered right back.
She gave him a small, happy purr then pulled back, nodding firmly at his words.
When he looked back up to look at Rias and her Peerage again, it was to see them all with determined expressions. No fear or hesitation from any of them. It warmed his heart to see how ready they all were for what they were about to face.
"You've all grown and exceeded my expectations," Raytherion said, his voice carrying all the pride he could muster. "I'm… proud of how far you've all come. Not just because of your strength, but because of your resilience and perseverance. You're all more than ready for this."
A moment of silence passed before Kiba stepped forward. "Thanks to you, Raytherion."
Gasper nodded quickly, his eyes bright. "We'll make you proud!"
Akeno chuckled, "We'll put on a show for you, Ray."
Shirone's voice was quiet, but steady. "We'll win."
Rias simply smiled, though her words were oddly enough the most ominous out of all of them. "You better be ready for what comes after, Ray…"
And just like that, Rias and her Peerage teleported away, leaving Raytherion alone in the room. After a second, he too teleported away, reappearing in the pocket dimension where the Rating Game would be observed.
"Raytherion!" He heard the voice of his father calling out.
Sirzechs was standing a few meters away, next to a table and some chairs, waving Raytherion over.
"What's up, old man?" Raytherion greeted his father, coming to a stop in front of him.
Sirzechs, despite being tall by anyone's standards, still had to tilt his head slightly to meet his son's gaze. "Hmmm… come sit with me before the others arrive," he said, motioning towards the table. "I want to talk with you for a moment."
Raytherion followed his father to the table, sitting down across from him. Sirzechs flicked his wrist and from thin air, two crystal glasses appeared on the table, along with a bottle of red wine. The bottle poured itself into the two glasses.
"This bottle is from the mid-16th century, Ray… when I was still in my first century of life."
"Geez… from the ancient times, huh? I knew you were old, but… damn. You're old old…"
Sirzech's smile twitched, taking the glass closest to him and swirling the red liquid inside of it. "You know… a decade or two from now, when you have your own children… I really, really hope they put you through just as much suffering as you've put me through."
"I'm as well behaved as they come. Besides… kids? That kind of stuff isn't even on my radar right now. A decade? Try a century. Maybe even millenia. Kids are too far in the future for me to worry about right now."
Sirzech's laughter was warm, setting the glass down with amusement. "Are they? Are they, really? Rias hasn't stopped gushing to us about how you've finally kissed her. She told me. Grayfia. Your grandmother. She's still mad at your grandfather, but that's a given… there was also something else she mentioned. Something about there being… quite the reward waiting for her after the Rating Game."
Raytherion froze… then groaned, dragging both of his hands down his face. "I can't ever expect her to keep a secret."
"You, of all people, should know that Rias has never been one for subtlety," Sirzechs murmured, enjoying the look of embarrassment on his son's face.
Raytherion lowered his hands, glaring at the glass of wine sitting in front of him. He ran a finger along the rim, speaking quietly. "... Devil conception rates are stupidly low anyway."
Sirzechs nodded, leaning back into his chair. "True enough. But… do you honestly think Rias will stop at just one round?"
Raytherion's head snapped up from looking at the glass of wine, eyes wide as he stared at his father, who seemed entirely unbothered to what he just alluded to. He dropped his forehead to the table, making the glasses and bottle tremble. "I can't believe I'm listening to a guy talk so casually about his sister having sex with his own son."
Sirzechs' smile only widened in mischief.
Father and son sat for a few quiet moments. Sirzech's smile turned into something more genuine.
"In all seriousness," Sirzechs said softly, "I am happy that you've finally accepted how you feel about her."
Raytherion lifted his head, sitting back up in his chair to look at his father.
Sirzechs continued, knowing that his son was now giving him his full attention. "It is clear that you two care for each other deeply. There is no better man I can think of for my sister… and no better woman I can think of for my son."
The part of Raytherion, that part that had once been human, couldn't help but balk at what just Sirzechs had said.
I trust you, my son, with my sister's heart.
Raytherion ignored it, though, nodding softly as he swallowed the lump in his throat. "Yeah… I'm glad, too."
Sirzech's picked up the glass of wine, tilting it towards Raytherion. "Come on."
A small smile tugged at the younger man's lips as he reached for and lifted his own glass, the two rims meeting with a soft clink. Raytherion lifted the glass to take a sip, savoring the rich taste of the centuries-old wine. Sirzechs mirrored him, but said something before he took a sip himself.
"To grandchildren!"
Raytherion choked, coughing on the sip he had just taken, setting down the glass with a look of betrayal.
"F-fuck you…"
"Ah, ah, ah," Sirzechs tutted, shaking his finger left and right. "You'll be doing that to Rias, not me. Don't get it mixed up just because we're both red-heads, Raytherion."
Raytherion let out a deep exhale, deciding not to say anything else for the time being. When he felt multiple other presences begin to teleport into the pocket dimension, he perked up, looking around.
"Alright, I'll spare you… for now. I'll be with your mother and your grandparents," Sirzechs said, standing up, the glasses and bottle disappearing. He gave his son's shoulder a comforting squeeze before walking away, leaving Raytherion alone.
The moment of solitude did not last for the white-haired teen, though. Zekka,Sona, Seekvaira and Sairaorg made their presence known, walking towards him.
"You're here early."
"Ray."
"Hello, Ray!"
"Raytherion! Long time no see."
Raytherion smiled at them, watching as they all sat down at the table. "Good to see you all here. We're in for quite the show.
Sairaorg grinned, leaning back and putting his arms behind his head.
He was twenty years old now, two years "older" than Raytherion. Fully grown, Sairaorg was a tank, his physique somehow even putting Raytherion's to shame.
"I wouldn't miss this for the world, Ray. A chance to see Rias and her Peerage put that bastard in his place? Count me in."
The trio of girls nodded at Sairaorg's words.
"Kiba better put our spars to good use," Zekka smirked. "If he gets taken out, I'll make our previous training look like a joke."
Raytherion smiled at that, then turned to Sona and Seekvaira.
"Do you know when the Rating Game is meant to start?" Sona asked, looking up at one of the many gigantic screens stuck to the walls of the lounge they were in.
"Both Peerages are ready," Seekvaira responded, pointing towards one of the screens that flickered between Riser and Rias' Peerage in their respective starting positions within the Kuoh Academy replica. "It should be quite soon."
As if Sona's question was some sort of signal, all of the screens cut to show Grayfia Lucifuge flying above the school, clearly about to make some sort of announcement.
"Here we go…"
Seconds Later In the Rating Game Arena
In the replica of the Occult Research Club room, Rias and her Peerage's conversation was cut short as they heard Grayfia's voice echo through the entire school.
"With all participants ready, this Rating Game will commence shortly. I am Grayfia Lucifuge, Queen of Lord Lucifer. I have been tasked with the role of Overseer for this Rating Game to ensure that both of the participating Peerages follow the previously agreed upon regulations."
The entire Peerage held their breath, waiting for Grayfia to continue.
"This Rating Game will be broadcast to the entire Underworld as requested by Riser Phenex."
Rias…
Smiled.
"Both Peerages have agreed to follow the classic Rating Game format. Victory can be achieved by either Peerage either by having the most remaining Pieces when the three hour time limit is reached… or when the King of the opposing Peerage is defeated. With all that being said… this Rating Game may officially begin."
Rias didn't waste any time. Raising her hands, she created a red sigil. After a moment of concentration, she shot out blobs of destruction that were aimed at every member of her Peerage, including herself.
Rather than erase herself and her allies from existence, Rias' Power of Destruction began to cover them all like a second skin as soon as it made contact. After it covered every one of their bodies entirely, Rias closed her eyes…
And then they were all gone. The Power of Destruction erased their presence, not just their physical bodies but also any magical signature, making it as if they had all vanished from existence.
"Go," Rias said softly, letting her voice carry over the veil of destruction.
As one, the entire Peerage moved through the familiar school, making a beeline straight towards the main school building where Riser's Peerage would be. It took them a grand total of seven seconds from when Grayfia had announced that the Rating Game had started to when Rias had cloaked them all from existence to reach their destination.
Entering the main school building, they found Riser standing in the center, his sister and Queen standing on either side of him while the rest of his Peerage stood in front of him.
"Remember the plan," Riser said, waving his hand in dismissal. "We've practiced this to perfection. Now go and get into position."
The group of girls in front of Riser cheered, faces full of confidence as they prepared to head out and do as their King had commanded…
"Gasper."
That was all Rias had to say.
That was the only warning Riser and his Peerage received before they suddenly felt the presence of Rias' Peerage bleed into existence right in front of them.
Gasper's eyes glowed red, his Sacred Gear activating and freezing the entire enemy Peerage. Riser's face was one of confusion. Some of the girls in his Peerage still had expressions of excitement, all frozen in time.
"Akeno," Rias said, and the girl stepped forward, giggling to herself as she raised her hands.
"Fufu… thank you for giving me such easy targets, Gasper."
Akeno raised her hands, and then large arcs of white Holy Lightning shot out violently, reaching Riser's Pawns, Rooks, Knights and single Bishop. Her magic bounced around between the different Peerage members like chain lightning.
Not a single one gave any reaction to the fact that they had just been attacked with magic that was antithetical to their existence, being frozen under the power of Gasper's Forbidden Valor View.
Gasper let out a soft exhale, the red glow in his eyes fading as he let time resume for Riser and his Peerage.
"Riser Phenex's Bishop have retired."
"Riser Phenex's two Rooks have retired."
"Riser Phenex's two Knights have retired."
"Riser Phenex's eight Pawns have… retired."
Now unfrozen, the confusion that had been plastered on Riser's face turned into shock and disbelief as he heard the voice of Grayfia announce the retirement of all but 2 of his Pieces.
From the perspective of Riser Phenex, he had just been giving his Peerage a pep-talk. Then, he had seen the entire enemy Peerage somehow blip into existence and the next second…
No. Not even the next second. Not even a nano second. No time had passed for the man before he suddenly found that the majority of his Peerage was just missing from the viscinity
"Y-you… how…T-teleportation is illegal in Rating Games!" Riser stammered, pointing a finger at Rias, giving her a smile so wide it threatened to split his face. "Lucifuge! Disqualify her! I… I win!"
Rias and her entire Peerage laughed.
Riser stared at them, the smile that had been on his face when he thought he would win on a technicality slowly moving back down when he heard no response from Grayfia Lucifuge.
Which meant that whatever they had done to get here so quickly had not been teleportation.
"Y-yubelluna! Blast them all to pieces!"
Riser's Queen wasted no time, raising her staff towards the group in preparation for a massive attack that would hopefully finishing them all at once.
Shirone, without any command from Rias leaped forward, her body glowing with the use of Senjutsu and Touki.
Yubelluna smiled, allowing the spell meant to destroy an entire Peerage go off point-blank at Shirone's face…
Only for the short-stack to tank the explosion, that same bored look on her face unchanged. Shirone landed a straight punch to Yubelluna's stomach with enough force to separate the woman's body into two pieces.
Shirone kicked away the women's lower body, letting it crash against the walls of the building with a wet splat. Before Yubelluna's torso could land on the ground, Shirone grabbed her by the arm and threw her up through a window,
Yubelluna didn't even get a chance to scream, her legless body flying through the glass, not giving any sign of stopping as she became smaller and smaller in the distance.
"Riser Phenex's Queen has retired."
Riser simply stared.
"Skill issue," the Nekomata said in a bored tone.
He looked down at her, the way she just stood there so casually, so bored, as if this was all a joke to her.
Then he screamed, raising his hands in fury. Massive torrents of Hellfire rushed towards them.
"Kiba."
The only Knight in Rias' Peerage didn't need to be told twice. In fact, Flame-Delete was already in his hands, the Hellfire being pulled off-course and into the sword. A few moments later there was no sign the flames had ever existed save for Kiba's sword glowing noticeably brighter.
But Riser had not been idle. Using the flames as cover, he rushed towards Rias, hands outstretched with a manic, desperate look on his face.
Shirone leapt towards him.
Riser grunted, using the momentum to throw himself to the side in the hopes of avoiding the girl's attack.
A strike meant for his heart only clipped his shoulder, but that was enough to send his arm flying away from the rest of his body.
Riser landed away from Shirone, shaking the stump with a grimace. Flames covered the wound and regenerated the limb… but he could feel some sort of phantom pain coursing through his arm and moving up slowly towards the rest of his body.
"Senjutsu… of course… you little…" If he didn't end this now, the power of Rias' Rook would act like a poison, attacking his soul… something that he couldn't regenerate from.
"Ha… haaah…. Hahaha!"
Riser laughed.
He laughed, raising his hands to his face, staring at the scene before him with that same manic look from earlier.
All of his planning… all of his training with his family, putting himself through hell… his own Peerage growing alongside him, day and night…
"This… this is impossible… how can I be losing? How… how can I be losing!?"
Riser fell to his knees, a myriad of thoughts running through his mind.
Where did he go wrong?
Did she cheat?
What happened earlier?
Was it that little trap bastard's Sacred Gear?
Had he been misinformed?
He didn't even pay any attention to his sister, who stared at him in shock, only to be struck by Holy Lightning a moment later and cry out as she disappeared from the Rating Game.
"Riser Phenex's Bishop has been–"
"How!? How are you all this strong!?"
Riser finally raised his head towards the group, seeing Rias holding an orb of destruction while Akeno prepared another bolt of Holy Lightning. He saw Rias' mouth open, and he listened, hoping she would give him an answer…
"Hey Akeno, can you help me pick between a couple of outfits? I want to make sure that tonight's a night that Ray will never forget."
"Ara ara~. It would be my pleasure, Rias."
"GRAHHHHHH!" Riser could do nothing but cry out in frustration at the absurdity of what they had just said. That cry turned into one of agony as he was struck by both attacks, his body unable to regenerate from the annihilation of Rias' power while the Holy Lightning coursed through his body.
"Riser Phenex has retired. Rias Gremory is the victor of this Rating Game. Time… one minute and eleven seconds."
Back In the Spectator's Dimension.
"....."
"Well that was… certainly something."
"Barely over a minute…"
"Heh… I knew Kiba would pull through."
The entire group of friends looked up at the screen as Rias' victory was announced. They could hear the cheers from the other side of the room, where people like Sirzechs and Venelana were situated, watching the same announcement.
"... She did great. They did great. I'm… proud." Raytherion murmured, smiling up at the screen.
Sairaorg nodded, groaning softly as he stood up and stretched. "Could have been longer, though… oh well. I suppose the blame for that lies with the opposing Peerage… we're off to the celebration party, right?"
Raytherion's eyes widened slightly in acknowledgement. His father had mentioned that they had organized a celebration for when Rias came out victorious.
"Yeah, you're–"
"RAY!"
Everyone turned their heads at the loud voice of Rias, who had seemingly teleported into the Pocket Dimension right after her victory.
And yet, the outfit she was now wearing was completely different to her school uniform she had been wearing in the Rating Game.
A large red gown flowed down to the floor as she walked towards them, the clicking of her heels reaching them despite the distance. A small, red bow sat where her cleavage was visible, right between her breasts. She was wearing red opera gloves that reached past her elbows. Her hair was let down like it always was, the ahoge sticking up even now.
Before Raytherion knew it, she was in front of him, grabbing his arm and pulling him up to his feet.
"Let's go. Time for you to keep your promise." Rias looked back at Zekka, Sona, Seekvaira and Sairaorg, giving them a small, polite smile. "Sorry. I don't think we'll be attending the celebration. I hope you all have fun, though!"
Rias dragged him away.
"Did… she just say she wouldn't be attending her own party?" Sairaorg muttered, looking at the other girls in confusion.
Whatever answer he was looking for, though, was not going to be found at the table if the girl's similarly confused expressions were any indication.
Rias continued to pull Raytherion with her, an eager, hungry expression on her face.
"Rias, what about the party–"
"Fuck the party, Ray," Rias turned to him, smiling wildly. "I have a better celebration in mind. Teleport us to my room! Now, before–"
"Rias! Ray!" The duo were interrupted as Sirzechs walked over, holding a glass of wine. "Come, we're all going to the estate for–"
"Sir. Zechs."
Rias' voice was low, yet deceptively sweet. The grip on Raytherion's arm tightened just a bit as she turned to face her brother, her face matching the tone of her voice. "I swear… if you try to stop me again like you did all those years ago under the sakura trees…"
Sirzechs blinked, opening and closing his mouth, looking at his sister and the threat lying beneath her words. "Ah… well… good luck then, Raytherion!" He gave his son a wave before walking back to where he had come from.
Rias turned back to Raytherion once her brother was gone, sighing. "Good… let's go."
That was all he needed to hear.
A moment later, aunt and nephew were gone.
Rias wasted no time. The moment they reappeared in her room, she crashed her lips against his desperately. Her hands moved to his chest, then suddenly shoved Raytherion. He stumbled back, falling onto her bed.
He landed in a sea of red sakura petals in the shape of a heart.
Rias pounced on him instantly, straddling his hips as her crimson gown spilled over both of them. Her hands pressed firmly against his chest, pinning him beneath her.
Then she bent down and kissed him again, deeper this time, tongue slipping into his mouth as her hips rocked gently against his. A quiet groan escaped him, caught between pleasure and surprise.
When Rias pulled back, she was smiling, her hair disheveled and falling around both of them, hiding them from the rest of the world.
"...Were you drinking wine?"
"Your brother offered me a glass earlier."
She laughed, glancing to the nightstand where an unopened bottle and two glasses waited. "I had a bottle ready for us. But... I didn't want anything to dull this night. I want to remember everything. Every sound you make… every time you touch me. Even a century from now, I want tonight to be a crystal clear memory."
Rias kissed him again, softer this time, then trailed downward, nipping and licking as she went. Her tongue left shining streaks of saliva along his throat, each kiss more possessive than the last.
Then came another kiss.
And another.
Soon, her lips began to linger, sucking hard enough to mark him.
"Ray… do you know how long I've waited for this?"
His hands gripped her waist tighter as he bit back a groan. "Yes…"
She smiled at that. "Each one of these…" Her lips met his neck again, just below his jawline, "...is a year I waited."
Another kiss, lower this time. "A year I dreamed of you seeing me."
She kissed him again, this time on what little of his collarbone peaked out from his shirt. "Wanting me."
Then one more, directly over his Adam's apple. "Touching me."
"R–Rias—"
"Shhh." Her finger brushed over his lips. "Don't speak. Just. Listen."
Her hands moved to the buttons of his shirt, undoing each one, all while her gaze never left his.
With the last button undone, she eased the shirt open, then whispered, "Arms up."
He obeyed without hesitation, letting her slide the shirt from his shoulders. Her palms pressed down against his bare chest, savoring the heat of his skin, the beating of his heart beneath her fingers.
"All those years," she murmured, fingers trailing down his torso, mapping the lines of his abs with reverence. "Growing beside you… wanting this… but holding back."
She leaned down, her body melting against his. "But I was good, wasn't I?" she whispered against his ear, voice sweet like honey. "I waited. I followed every line you drew."
Rias nibbled his earlobe, voice sultry.
"...I was a good girl, wasn't I, Ray?"
Something in the way she said it, equal parts playful and pleading… it lit a spark in him.
Raytherion nodded slowly. "Yes… you were. You are."
That earned him a pleased hum and a smug little smirk. She paused above him for a moment, just long enough for him to realize he hadn't moved. He'd let her take the lead completely.
And yet, strangely enough, he found that he didn't really mind. With Rias, it just felt right.
Still, her smirk was a little too satisfied.
He sat up slightly, matching her expression, his hands tightening around her waist. "One could argue you're not exactly acting good right now…"
"Mmm." She tilted her head, amused at how he tried to fight back. "Even good girls have their limits, Ray. I waited for years. Years. I think… I earned the right to be just a little naughty."
Her hands moved behind her back. With a slow pull, she undid the zipper of her gown. The fabric loosened and slipped down her shoulders, pooling at her waist.
Beneath it, she wore crimson lace. It was similar to the bra she was wearing the other day, only this one showed a lot more cleavage. It hugged the curves of her breasts beautifully, the fabric unable to hide the hardness of her nipples.
Raytherion's eyes darkened.
Rias noticed.
"You know…" she spoke slowly. "For a while, I thought maybe… you didn't like them."
"... Huh?"
"My breasts, dummy." She giggled, giving them a playful squeeze. "You only ever gave small glances, even when I would bend over or press them against you."
She tilted her head, watching his expression. "I wondered if… maybe they were too big for your tastes."
His face twisted into a flat, disbelieving stare. "Seriously?"
That cracked her composure. She laughed, gently swatting at his chest. "Oh, Ray… that look on your face… but yes, that's what I thought… until you kissed me. Now? I've caught you staring time after time…"
Rias sat up slowly, reaching behind her back.
"So…" she whispered, unhooking the clasp of her bra with a soft snap. The straps slid down her shoulders, the cups peeling away from her chest. She tossed it to the floor without ceremony.
Her breasts bounced free, full and heavy yet perky, the cool air of the room made her dusky, pink nipples harden even more. This was the first time he had ever laid his eyes on her bare chest.
Rias cupped them shyly, lifting them toward him, her earlier confidence softening into something more vulnerable. A faint blush colored her cheeks.
"Well?" she asked, her voice small, hopeful. "What do you think, Ray?"
He looked at her. Not just at her breasts, but at Rias. The girl he had spent the greater part of this life with. A girl he had known for a decade, now straddling him, offering herself to him freely, waiting for his approval.
"They're beautiful," he said softly. "Perfect… just like the rest of you, Rias."
Her lips trembled into a soft smile. Some tears gathered beneath her eyes, falling down her cheeks. She leaned down, pressing her bare chest against his, her hands cradling the sides of his face as she kissed him again.
"I… love you, Ray."
"I love you too, Rias," Raytherion murmured right back, wiping away her tears.
She gave him another small peck and then pulled back.
Without a word, she reached down, slipping her fingers into his hands, guiding them up her stomach.
Then to her breasts.
"Touch me," she whispered. It was both a demand and a plea.
Raytherion barked out a soft laugh, but did as she asked. "…As you wish, princess."
His fingers began to move, slowly at first, learning her body.
He traced the curves of her tits, kneading gently, watching the way her breath hitched. He alternated his touch from circular caresses to light squeezing, squishing them together and then pulling them apart, adjusting his approach with every sigh and tremble she gave him.
Rias shut her eyes, breathing deep and slow. Her body was now rocking against him in a constant rhythm, seeking out the feel of his cock pressing against her through all the layers of clothing.
"You're really enjoying this," Raytherion teased, smirking up at her.
"Mmm…" she hummed, barely able to form words.
With a thought, Raytherion used Blue to shift his position. He was now seated upright against the beadboard of her bed. He pulled her closer, adjusting her position so that she was still straddling him, but her chest was directly in front of his face.
"Damn…" he muttered, watching her breasts sway with every breath she took. "They're… fucking huge."
Rias gave a smug little laugh, brushing her hair back behind one ear. "Obviously."
He rolled his eyes, but there was no actual heat in it, just fondness. His hands slid up higher, this time trapping her nipples between his index and middle fingers so that he could pinch them between his fingers as he kneaded the entire breast.
"A-ahh… R-Ray…" she whimpered, her voice losing its edge, bold persona dissolving in the pleasure as she laid her cheek on his shoulder.
"Where'd that confident seductress go?" he murmured into her ear, nipping gently at the lobe. "The one who dragged me into her bed… so eager to fuck me?"
All he got in return was a needy little whimper.
He laughed, burying his face into the valley between her breasts. He inhaled the scent of her skin, her hair… it all made his heart stutter.
Raytherion pulled back just enough to stare at her left nipple. Then, leaning in, in a teasing voice he whispered…
"Bon appétit."
His mouth closed around her left nipple, suckling gently, teasing her with his tongue.
"H-haah… Ray…"
He took his time, careful not to rush, savoring every part of the small, pink tip of her breast. He suckled softly at first, just enough to draw out her gasps and quiet moans.
"H-harder…" She whispered against his ear.
And he obliged her, forming a tighter seal around the nipple as he suckled harder.
Her hand tangled in his hair, fingernails grazing his scalp as she rocked her hips harder against him. The other hand dug into his shoulder, anchoring herself against him.
The feel of her fingers running along his scalp made him shiver, sending goosebumps down his spine. He sucked harder, mouth greedy for the taste of her.
When he pulled back, her nipple left his mouth with a wet pop, shiny with his saliva.
Then, without pause, he turned to the other, giving it the same amount of worship he had given the other.
"Mmmn… y-you really like sucking on my tits, don't you Ray?"
He didn't give her a verbal answer. His mouth was too busy.
The way his tongue swirled and lapped at her nipple, the way he sucked eagerly… it all said more than words ever could. The sensation made Rias shudder, her hips grinding harder against him.
She laughed, bringing up a hand to her face, shaking her head in amusement.
"That's adorable."
Raytherion grunted.
Rias felt him twitch beneath her, his hips jerking up in a soft thrust, interrupting her gyrations for a second. She sighed, petting his head affectionately, all while giggling to herself.
"Maybe I should wear different clothing around you? Something more tight? Or maybe something more loose? Maybe a kimono like Kuroka? Oh! Maybe… no bra?"
His hands dropped lower, from her waist to her ass. He squeezed firmly, kneading her asscheeks through the silk of her gown as he began to nibble on her nipple, making her arch and moan into his touch.
"M-mmn… R-ray, I'm asking you something~," Rias pouted. "You should listen when a lady is talking, you know? Hmmm… maybe I'll have to grab your attention in another way~"
She didn't wait for him to respond. The Power of Destruction shimmered around her. Her gown, which had been bunched at her waist, vanished in a flash of crimson particles, leaving her nearly naked in his lap.
What remained was arguably more enticing than if she had been completely naked. A red lace garter belt with matching panties, connected by thin little straps to crimson thigh-high stockings that accentuated her long, pale legs.
The sight made Raytherion groan softly, his fingers sinking into her now-bare ass with greater urgency. He withdrew his hands for a breath…
Then brought them down.
SMACK.
Rias gasped at the slap of his hands against her ass. Her body jolted, and her back arched from the strike. The sting faded into warmth almost instantly as his hands began kneading again.
"A-ahh… dirty boy," she breathed. "Slapping your aunt's ass like that…"
Another twitch of his cock against her thigh.
Her fingers flicked again, causing his pants to disintegrate…
And then his boxers.
Rias slowly glanced down, laying her eyes on his cock for the first time. It spring free, fully hardened and twitching against her inner thigh.
Long and thick, likely somewhere around twelve inches long.
"Look at that…" she murmured, biting her lip. "So eager for me…"
She hesitated for just a moment. Then her gloved hand reached down, wrapping around the base of his shaft. She began stroking him, letting herself adjust to the feel of his cock in her hand.
Raytherion pulled away from her breast with a wet pop, panting. "You're just as eager… your panties are soaked. You've been leaking onto me for minutes."
She looked down and found that he was right. The lace of her panties was utterly drenched, clinging to her folds, the wetness making it so that the outline of her pussy was visible even as a couple of droplets leaked onto his crotch.
Rias giggled, cheeks pink. "You make it sound like that's a bad thing."
Her hands continued stroking him, slow but steady, watching his face.
"How… how does it feel?" she asked softly.
"Good," he whispered. "Really good. Try both hands."
She obeyed him. Both of her gloved hands stroked his shaft in smooth, wave-like motions. One hand stroking up, the other hand stroking down in tandem.
"F-fuck…" Raytherion groaned, gripping her ass a little harder. "R-Rias… pull it back..."
Rias moved a hand to the base, holding it firmly as the other slid up and pulled the skin of his cock back, revealing the pink tip. She licked her lips at the sight, and then resumed.
Each stroke now teased the head of his cock, pulling the skin back and forth in time with her rhythm. Precum beaded at the tip, which she caught and smeared into her palm so that she could coat his shaft.
The room filled with the soft, wet sounds of her strokes.
Raytherion dove back to her breast, mouth reclaiming his prize, suckling with newfound hunger. His hips rolled up into her strokes, the motion causing him to thrust into her hand and against her clothed pussy.
Rias whimpered, her eyes fluttering with pleasure, hands gripping his cock more tightly.
"R-Ray… please…"
He heard the strain in her voice, the need. One of his hands moved to the strap of her garter, then slipped beneath the fabric of her panties. His fingers found her folds, utterly drenched. The sticky wetness clung to his fingers, His hands moved back up until he found his clit, then began rubbing slow, tight circles against the sensitive bundle of nerves.
"A-ahh! R-Ray!" Rias gasped, grinding against his hand.
His touch was unpredictable. Every time she thought she found the rhythm in his touch, he shifted the pressure or his pace, making her cry out in pleasure.
It made her own strokes across his shaft stumble. Raytherion chuckled against her breast. "You're falling apart," he whispered.
Rias tried to argue, to tease him back, but no words came. Only shaky breaths and helpless moans.
He was playing her like an instrument, mouth at her chest, fingers against her clit…
And she loved it.
"O-oh God," she gasped, her voice cracking. Even the faint spike of pain from invoking the Divine name wasn't enough to bring her down.
Raytherion paused the stroking of her clit, his fingers dipping down to slide into her pussy–
But her hand caught his wrist.
"I… I want the first thing I ever feel inside me," Rias said softly, her eyes locking with his, "to be you."
She gave his cock a gentle squeeze, as if to emphasize exactly what she meant.
He blinked once, then offered her a small smile. "Yeah… okay."
Rias shifted in his lap, lifting herself slightly. With a single motion, she hooked her fingers around the lace of her panties and tugged them aside, revealing herself to him.
There was no hair. None at all. Raytherion briefly wondered if she had used her Power of Destruction to erase it, to make herself smooth for him.
Her folds were a soft, bright pink almost like bubble gum.
A fresh strand of arousal dripped from her pussy, landing directly on the tip of his cock. The next strand followed, a thicker drop that fell on the crown and then slowly slid down the shaft.
"I…" she murmured, biting her lip as she stared down at her pussy hovering over him.
His hands moved to her hips, slow and steady, holding her gently, reassuring her despite the hesitance she was now clearly showing.
Raytherion leaned up and kissed her, putting her at ease, even just a little.
He guided her down gently, his tip brushing against her pussy's folds.
Raytherion didn't press forward. Not yet. He just let himself glide along her entrance, the wetness of her arousal making the contact almost unbearably pleasurable. Each pass made her gasp, made him twitch.
Finally, with a slight shift of his hips, he angled his cock… and began to sink into her.
Rias whimpered softly into his mouth through the kiss. Her eyes closed, and her hands clung to his shoulders, body shaking.
Despite him holding her hips, he let her control the pace.
Just as more of his cock began to slide into her, they both felt a resistance. A soft barrier.
She froze.
"Rias…" he whispered, lips brushing against hers "I've got you."
His hands rubbed soothing circles along her sides.
She breathed slowly, calming herself, then gave a small nod, and pressed her hips down.
Her hymen gave way.
Another whimper escaped her as he slid deeper into her, this one of pain. Blood began to leak out of her, mingling with her arousal. She sank halfway onto his cock before she began to shake, overwhelmed.
Raytherion stopped her instantly. He gripped her hips and kissed her again.
"It's okay… you're okay," he murmured, trying to soothe her, comfort her through the pain.
After a few quiet moments, her breathing settled, and the pain faded away, beginning to morph into something more pleasurable.
Rias gave him another nod.
He exhaled, and slowly pulled her down the rest of the way until all twelve inches of his cock were buried inside of her.
Not a single inch of his cock was visible, everything was buried to the hilt.
Her thighs trembled around him, her pussy stretching to accommodate him, the soft pink lips parting around his shaft, kissing his crotch.
A visible bulge in her lower stomach… he could see exactly where he was inside of her.
She was tight.
So unbelievably tight.
It wasn't just the way he felt the heat of her pussy cover his shaft, or the wetness coat him inside of her… her pussy clung to him like it was sculpted just for him, gripping him, pulsating around every single inch of his dick.
It made that moment when he had first ever used Reversed Demonic Energy feel like nothing.
It seemed almost impossible to him that this could transcend the pleasure of using RDE that first time… and yet here he was.
Looking up at Rias, seeing how she trembled, her nails digging into his shoulders…
It seemed like it was the same for her.
This wasn't normal.
He knew that sex would feel great, despite having died a virgin in his first life.
But this?
It felt unreal. Surreal. He couldn't imagine how it would feel once they began to actually move.
And that was the kicker, wasn't it?
Neither one of them had begun moving yet.
He exhaled deeply, trying to compose himself, trying not to cum inside of Rias before they even truly began.
"O-oh, Lucifer… R-ray… you're filling me up so good… you're stretching me so much…"
Ah. There it is… Lucifer. We're Devils.
And maybe that explained it. He wasn't human anymore.
Maybe it was by design that creatures like them, beings born from desire and built for pleasure and sin would feel this perfect.
Of course a Devil's pussy would feel like Heaven.
His thoughts were once again interrupted, this time by a soft cry.
"R-Ray…" she cried out, voice trembling. Her fingers tightened, head falling against his shoulder. "F-fuck… Ray… I'm—!"
And then she broke.
The earlier pleasure, the earlier tightness was nothing compared to the way her pussy clenched violently around his dick as her orgasm rushed through her. Rias screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably as pleasure overtook her.
Raytherion wrapped his arms around her, holding her, making sure that she didn't fall back. He felt the rush of fresh wetness spill around his cock in her, then seep out of her, coating their thighs and his hips.
He saw stars, his vision going blurry as her inner walls clenched around him so hard that they actually began to squeeze him out of her.
Raytherion grit his teeth, holding her hips down, ensuring that he stayed fully sheathed in her despite the tremors running through her body.
He began to wonder if this pleasure was why his father and mother had always maintained an exceedingly healthy sex life… then banished the thought, not wanting to think about anyone else but Rias in the current moment.
After a couple of minutes, Rias calmed down, her body still shaking occasionally.
"Mm… you came before I even started thrusting, princess~"
Rias pouted, her hips shifting in a way that made him grunt.
"I felt the way you twitched in me… I know you're barely holding on… don't act all smug, Ray."
He couldn't deny the truth in her words. Even that small little movement she just gave sent waves of pleasure through his body.
"Mm… maybe. Maybe not. Either way, that's one point for me."
Rias narrowed her eyes at him, her lips curving into a sultry smirk.
"Oh? So we're keeping score now?"
Before he could respond, she shifted again, beginning to rise.
Slowly.
Agonizingly.
Her walls clung to him on the way up, squeezing and dragging against every inch of his shaft. Rias lifted herself until only the head of his cock remained inside her, and then… she sank back down just as slowly, taking him back in with a long, drawn out moan, her hips already moving up again to repeat the motion.
Raytherion's grip on her hips tightened instinctively, fingers digging into her skin. His eyes shut, jaw clenched.
Don't cum. Don't cum. Don't fucking cum.
The earlier stimulation, the intensity and pleasure from this being her first time, her orgasm still coating his cock… it was all too much. Too good.
Minutes passed, and he had to close his eyes and force himself to breathe.
"Look at me."
Raytherion felt her hand grab his chin, tilting his face up.
"Ray… Open your eyes. Look at me."
He obeyed.
The sight nearly undid all of his restraint instantly.
Rias was still raising and lowering her hips hypnotically. Her crimson hair spilled around her shoulders.
Her large breasts bounced with every gentle rise and fall. The lace of her garter belt still clung to her hips, one of the straps connecting the belt to her stockings having come loose among all the chaos. Her panties were still pulled to the side, showing enough of her pussy to be even more erotic than if she had just taken them off completely.
The stockings…
They hugged her legs perfectly.
Perfect… everything in this moment was just… perfect.
He swallowed, throat dry, heart racing.
"You're staring," she whispered, voice soft yet teasing.
"You told me to look," he rasped, barely holding back the groan that tried to escape him.
"Mmmhmm. And? What do you think?"
"I think… if I'm not careful… I'll get addicted to this."
She laughed. Even through the laugh, the rise and fall of her hips didn't cease.
"Would that be so bad? Would there be an issue in enjoying me like this every day? I'd like it. I'd be fine with it. More than fine, really." She lifted her hips, moving up so that just the tip of his dick was inside of her.
Her hips moved in a circular motion, all while that grin remained on her face…
And then she slammed down onto him, taking him all in an instant.
His head tipped back, a long. Guttural groan escaping his throat. He stared at the ceiling, his mind blanking while his cock twitched violently, shooting thick strands of cum into the deepest parts of her pussy.
Raytherion could feel her squeeze him with every spurt of his dick. She rubbed her pussy down against his crotch, and slowly his seed began to slowly leak out of her, dribbling down to mix with her own arousal.
Rias' lips crashed into his, swallowing his moan.
"So deep… so warm…" She murmured against his lips. "I can feel your cock twitching… I can feel every shot of cum leaving your dick…"
Her words made his shaft throb again, even mid-orgasm.
"That's a point for me, Ray~"
She rose into a squat, balancing on the balls of her feet, her pussy managing to keep his cock inside of her throughout the entire motion easily due to his length.
Rias moved her hands to his chest, using him to balance herself. She watched, delighted, as the milky mess of his orgasm oozed out of her more freely with the change in position.
"Every last drop… Give me every last drop."
How could he deny her when she asked like that?
A few final spurts of cum shot out into her.
She smiled, victorious.
And then she dropped down again..
A wet slap echoed through the room, her thighs and ass slamming against the sticky mess they'd created together. "Oops~"
He could only let out a weak groan.
She giggled, bringing a hand to her lips. "We'll wait for you to recover, then–"
Raytherion chose that moment to be when he surged Reverse Demonic Energy into his core, sending it straight to his cock.
Her body froze.
His cock, which had just started to soften sprang back to life inside of her, hotter than before.
"R-Ray–?"
Raytherion didn't give her a chance. His hands found her ass again, and then he began to slam her up and down repeatedly.
Rias screamed. Overwhelming pleasure coursed through her body every time he filled her and then left her aching, only to slam back into her again. She clung to his shoulders as her body spasmed around him, eyes rolling back in pleasure.
He powered through the overstimulation of his earlier orgasm, squeezing her ass cheeks almost painfully all while he used her like a fucktoy. The wet slaps of her pussy squirting every time he moved inside of her filled the room.
Rias came hard.
He felt the familiar ripple and clench from her inner walls.
This time, however, he was ready. He clenched his teeth, not giving her reprieve, fucking her through her orgasm.
Her arms moved from his chest to wrap around his neck, holding on for dear life. The cries turned into moans, then whimpers, her overstimulated pussy forced to take the pounding. Seeing an opportunity with him holding her and her arms wrapped around him, she shifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist tightly.
"Ray… Ray… R-Ray—" she stuttered, barely able to say his name. She pressed her lips to his neck, peppering it with small, desperate kisses.
Her third orgasm struck her harder than the last, a strangled whimper leaving her lips. Her pussy clamped down, convulsing around his cock much more intensely than before, all while her body went slack.
Raytherion tried to ride through it, but then he broke too, one more deep thrust before he flooded her pussy with cum again.
His body shook with the overstimulation.
He couldn't maintain the grip on her ass, and it meant that Rias' limp body fell back onto the bed, the only thing anchoring her to him the now weak leglock around his waist.
Raytherion looked down at her.
Holy… fucking… shit.
She was sprawled across the bed, crimson hair spread across the bed. Her eyes were lidded, mouth open, tits rising and falling with her uneven breathing. One of her hands rested across her forehead, as if trying to recover from what she had just gone through.
His cock left her body, laying on top of her pussy's folds. It meant that his cum now leaked freely from her pussy, trailing down between her ass cheeks, soaking the bedsheets beneath her.
The sight made something inside of him snap.
Mine…
He moved, rising up and positioning himself above her, slamming back into her with a single, hard thrust.
"A-ahh—!" Rias let out a weak, broken whimper, her body jerking from the sudden penetration. Her thighs tightened around his waist again.
She was wrecked, and yet her body welcomed him without hesitation.
Raytherion couldn't wait for her to recover. He moved, slow at first, savoring the sensation, but then the pace of his thrusts quickened, hips smacking against hers from above, the bed creaking in protest, mixing with the wet slap of their bodies meeting.
He buried his face between her tits, licking the valley and savoring the tangy taste of the sweat on her skin. After a moment, he shifted upwards, putting his hands on both sides of her head, his forehead against hers.
Rias' legs rubbed against his back, the soft red fabric covering them making his skin raise.
He drove into her deeper.
"Yes… yes… yes…" she repeated, voice pleading, eyes clamped shut.
That won't do.
"Rias… look at me."
He slammed into her, balls-deep… and then stayed there.
Her eyes snapped open. She met his gaze, eyes wet with tears of pleasure.
Raytherion could see everything in the way she looked at him.
Inch by inch, he dragged his cock out of her, her pussy clinging to him like it didn't want him to leave. When only the tip remained, he paused.
And then slammed back in.
"AHHHH—!" Rias screamed. Her back arched, legs falling from his waist. She shook violently beneath him.
Her fourth orgasm.
Whatever energy had carried her through the third was gone. She couldn't move.
She was done.
A quivering, panting, mess beneath him, pussy still spazzing around his cock, as if it had a mind of its own and couldn't accept that Rias herself had tapped out.
"Adorable…" Raytherion murmured, reaching down to rub her pulsating pussy. "We're not done yet, though, princess…"
"G-guhh…"
Her arms slipped rom his neck as he backed away from the center of the bed, all the while he was still buried in her. He pulled her down towards the edge of the bed with him until she was laying at the very edge of the mattress.
He was standing now while she laid on the bed.
Rias blinked up at him with glazed eyes. "R-Ray…?" she whispered, voice hoarse.
He only smirked.
Then, he took her legs in both hands and lifted them up, placing one over each of his shoulders. The change in angle tilted her pussy upward.
"Mmmng…" She whimpered, her hands clutching at the bedsheets helplessly.
His hands gripped her legs, rubbing them through the fabric.
"You're mine, Rias."
She shivered.
His hips moved back and forth, all while he rubbed her legs.
Schlick, schlick, schlick.
The beautiful sounds of her pussy clinging to his cock filled the room again.
Her mouth hung open, but no sound escaped her. She was truly at his mercy now, unable to do anything.
Not that she would even if she could.
"Look at you," Raytherion murmured.
Thrust.
"Can't even speak."
Thrust.
"Just laying there while I fuck you."
He laughed softly, somehow affectionate and teasing at the same time.
"But it's okay," he whispered. "Because this view… this view is perfect."
His eyes drank her in.
"Your tits," he murmured, thrusting harder now. "Bouncing every time I move."
Plap.
"Your pussy… gripping me like it's never letting go."
Plap, plap.
"Your legs, those beautiful legs, hanging over my shoulders with those cute stockings…"
Plap. Plap. Plap.
"I-I'm yours…" she somehow managed to whisper, voice straining with the effort it took to speak. "I'm yours, Ray…"
He laughed, nodding at her words. "Hmmm… of course you are… who else would you belong to?" Raytherion leaned forward, pressing her legs even higher, bending her forward. "Good girl…"
It was now hours since they had first begun.
Hours of Rias' body being used and worshipped.
Raytherion had never thought that out of all the things he could have used RDE for… that having infinite stamina for sex would rank among his favorite uses.
Rias had been fucked into an utterly incoherent mess.
The only reason he knew she was even conscious was that she gave an occasional twitch every few minutes… and because her eyes were open, looking up at the ceiling. A line of drool trailed down her open mouth.
Her legs were spread wide, laying on the bed uselessly.
The smell of sex and sweat permeated the room, which made sense considering how long they… he had been at it.
"...ry me…"
"Huh?"
He looked down at her, hearing something escape her lips for the first time in hours. "What was that, Rias?"
"...arry…me…"
He blinked, allowing his hips to slow down, his thrusts becoming a bit more cautious.
Rias repeated herself one more time, this time what he suspected she was saying becoming clear.
"Marry me…"
His thrusts paused completely. He looked down at her, at the puddle that had formed beneath where their bodies were joined.
There's so much.
Hours worth of cum and her pussy's release pooled at the edge of the bed, the dry globs of cum coating her crotch, her ass… everything.
It made him wonder just how many times he had cum inside of her.
"Rias…"
"I didn't stutter," she whispered.
"I mean… technically you did."
"You…mmnn… you know what I mean, Ray."
He bit his lip, looking down at her. "... We're too young… I'm eighteen. You're seventeen. This.. is our first time having sex, and you're talking about–"
"What do you think would've happened," she asked softly, interrupting him, "if Riser had won?"
At the reminder, his body stiffened, jaw clenching as possessiveness, something that he hadn't really felt before, surged through him.
She saw it.
"Exactly, We both know what he would've done. Do you think he would have waited years?"
Rias reached up, cupping his cheek. "He didn't win my heart. You did. And now… rather than being forced into a marriage… I have a choice. The opportunity to choose who I want to marry, fully… willingly… I want it to be you. I want to be able to call you my husband."
Her eyes were teary, but there was no humor in her face. No flirtation in her voice. Rias was being serious. She meant every word of what she had just said.
He tried to understand what it would mean.
They both loved each other, of course. He had known Rias since childhood, growing up with her, teasing and training and being there for her. They had both carved out a space in each other's souls that no one else would ever fill.
So… why would he tell her no?
It wasn't because of what the people around them would say. And by that he didn't mean his family or friends, but Devil society as a whole.
He didn't give a damn what some random people would say… not that anyone would say anything. Not when marriages between high-born devils were arranged at even younger ages, regardless of familial relations.
Still…
"I think an engagement would be perfect," he said quietly. "We don't have to rush into anything. No grand wedding just yet. No pressure. Just a promise between the two of us."
Rias bit her lip, a flicker of resistance lighting in her eyes. "But–"
Before she could finish, he captured her lips in another soft kiss.
"We can take our time, Rias. I want us to grow into it on our own terms, not because of what could have happened." He gently caressed the side of her cheek. "That could have happened, but you prevented it… but this. This is real."
She swallowed the lump in her throat and stared at him, contemplating his words.
"Okay," she whispered after digesting his words. "An engagement it is. But you better mean it, Ray."
"I'm the most serious guy you've ever met. Of course I mean it."
"Mmmn…"
Author's Note:
Hope I cooked. And NOT burn the food.
I wanted to do a little trolling and post the first part without the lemon and leave the AN as simply "lemon next week" and then post the lemon a few minutes later. But then I was like, "Over 100k words and I want to torture them like that? Nah" so here is the chapter in its entirety.
This is the first time I have ever posted smut on the internet. This is the first time I've written smut. I hope it was good. Isn't that funny? Me, posting porn in the internet and then asking "HeY GuYs DiD i CoOk?"
Whenever I read lemons, I like to have as much detail as possible. I want the author to describe their breathing, the way their chest rises and falls, the sounds, the moans, the way a woman shakes when she climaxes. I will admit that I didn't write with ALL that detail. but I hope it was still satisfactory.
Was this length for a lemon fine? Too much? Too little?
I think that this was pretty tame, yes? Compared to some of the other stuff I've seen on the internet, at least. If you all were to comment on how I did, I think it would help me a lot in future chapters.
As for the actual Rating Game, I honestly couldn't see it being anything other than a curb stomp with all the BS that Rias and Co. have going for them. I tried to show them all playing a part. Rias using POD in a way that makes them undetectable, Akeno Holy Lightning shutting down most of the Peerage immediately and then later helping one-tap Riser and Ravel. Gasper with his Sacred Gear immobilizing the entire enemy Peerage. Kiba countering his flames easily. Koneko tanking a spell from Yubellana and then dispatching her with ease.
I also updated the tags with smut and lemon even though there is just one and it is over 100k words into the story. IDK if that's fine.
I think that whole part where he monologues in his mind about how good it feels is considered fanon, right? Like I don't remember if it was ever mentioned in canon whether sex with a Devil is more pleasurable than a regular human. That's just something I took the liberty of adding in, I think it would make sense that creatures born to entice and represent sin would be... better? Is that the right word for it? Not just in terms of outward beauty to draw someone in, but also during sex