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[Saturday, April 27, 2028] 11:21 PM [Ryuto Clan Residential Branch]
Disrupting the night's tranquility with the roar of a mechanical beast, a red Lamborghini with its 770-horsepower V12 engine gently stops in front of the former residence.
—Ryuto—
—I know, you don't have to worry about me, I won't do anything crazy.
—Just try to hold on a little longer.
—You don't have to worry... I've been doing it all my life, a few days won't make a difference—.
—Ahhh, you think I don't know the person I've fallen in love with... Try not to pry where you can't scratch.
He nodded with a lonely smile. Ryuto, who was about to get out of the SUV, was pulled by the arm, and without warning, his lips were sealed.
—The time will come, but it is not yet—.
Seeing how worried she was about him, Ryuto kissed her back and got out of the vehicle.
—I know my capabilities, but I think you know me much better than I thought.
-Silly-.
Closing the door with a critical smile, Yuuko said nothing more, as there was no need to say more, leaving.
Losing sight of the red Lamborghini, but still hearing its engine in the distance, he turned toward the enormous oak door.
—...fuuuu, a little more, mother—.
He whispered, full of mixed emotions that tried to escape, only to be swallowed and brought in.
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—Lola—.
—The material will be ready first thing in the morning, Yuuko-sama.
Nodding, Yuuko walked down the familiar hallway of her residence. Though no different in age than the one Ryuto was staying in, the Japanese mansion where Yuuko was staying had a lived-in atmosphere, with vases, paintings, and a neatness that allowed her to see her reflection in the wood of the hallway.
—...—.
—Welcome, Arata-sama, I'm sorry I didn't arrange a room for you—.
—It's not your fault, Lola, I came unexpectedly to see my little sister, but I find that you're out with the disca... hey, hey, don't get mad, little sister, it'll scare the boys and you won't find a partner.
—Hmph! I already have someone in my heart and you know how you refer to him bothers me… Speak, what have you come for? Arata Nii-san—.
Asai Arata, the second son of the main head, looking disheveled as if he had just woken up, was wearing a bathrobe that revealed his tight chest, which bore a scar as if someone had tried to pierce him with a rod. He was of slender build, fair skin, large eyes with violet irises, and short, light-gray hair.
—I didn't want to sleep in a hotel, much less go to the house in Tokyo and I thought, since I hadn't seen my little sister for a year, I decided to come see you, you're not happy about it—.
—...Why didn't you just go straight to Oto-san? You know I'd welcome you with open arms at any time.
—Nah, he's probably busy with the hustle and bustle the other day… From what I see, you've improved, do you want to…—.
Pointing in one direction, Yuuko blinked several times, and Lola, who was standing a step behind her lady, didn't have to see her.
—I immediately prepared the room.
Watching Lola leave, Arata scratched his chin while looking at Yuuko.
—Anything to ask?—
—From the looks of it, you enjoyed the barbecue from the guy who angered the Radiants. Do you want anything?
—You've done your homework… I see.
Resuming his walk, Arata walked beside her while he waited quietly.
—... What do you know? —.
—An unusual increase in interactions with the Ryutos, plus there's a rumor circulating. I heard that they've found a deposit of sapphire crystals. Of course, it's a rumor, but no one has confirmed it.
—Well, that has nothing to do with me, but yes, it is of interest.
—Oh, interesting. Unusually, besides training and spending time with her boyfriend, she doesn't show much other interest in things.
—Tomorrow, at noon, I will speak with Oto-san, I will ask him to include Áidna in the abundance thread as quickly as possible.
—Are you sure of what you're doing? Áidna is barely six years old. Although she's already mastered the concept of what an Asai is, her marriage was scheduled to be official at 12 to a young man from the Belgradoboska clan… What attracted you? Parshaba jewels, scrolls of ancient weapons.
Asking when he didn't get an answer from Yuuko, Arata stopped when he reached the end of the hallway that split in two.
—There are no parshaba jewels, weapon scrolls, or anything else you might think of here… What I'm trying to do is elevate the clan to a new height not seen since the fall of the Gods—.
Taking him by surprise with the seriousness with which Yuuko spoke and the unwavering gaze that he had only seen on her the day she fought with the head of the Asai clan.
—Since you are serious about breaking one of our sacred treaties with the Belgradoboska clan, which could lead to bloody conflicts and other inconveniences that we will suffer… Show me what led you to make this decision and I will support you when you speak with Oto-san.—
Drawing a smile upon hearing him speak, he answers a hesitant Arata.
—Sounds good to me, although I don't think I need you, you'll understand tomorrow when I get a sample.
—Well, well, now you really underestimate me. Apparently I need to refresh my little sister's memory.
—Ehehehe, I think it's best, I also have to show Onii-san how much I've grown—.
Both laughing as their fingers snapped, they separated, knowing that a wooden house would not withstand the pressure of their blows.
Entering his bedroom, he sees Lola waiting patiently with a change of clothes on the bed.
—The training room has already been prepared—.
—Thank you, Lola—.
—No, it is my duty to serve you… Was it necessary?—.
"Your arrival was unexpected, but nothing will change what happens from now on. Áidna was an insurance policy for the alliance with the Belgradoboska clan to be carried out successfully, ensuring goodwill between both clans. We are a market in which, until now, our commercial influence is little or rather nonexistent, due to the strong pressure from ancient European clans, but with your help things will flow more smoothly. And the Belgradoboska clan would obtain a constant flow of raw metals and rare magical herbs."
—This will cause quite a stir when it is announced to everyone in the clan.
Lola stated without much concern, as she knew the benefits of associating with Javier and didn't ask for much in return. Unlike others who knew the circumstances the Asai were going through, taking advantage of them and making unreasonable demands, such as the mines they had in their possession or handing over the small worlds in the clan's possession.
—Áidna won't be mistreated by him either. From what I saw and the interaction between Shio and him, I know he won't do anything to her that will upset her. I think I'm doing him a favor, since my arranged marriage to Ryuto was one of hundreds of men who could have been my husbands. I got the best. What do you think, Lola?—
—I have the same opinion…—.
Sensing the hesitation in continuing the conversation, Lola began doing her job as Yuuko's personal maid.
Without saying anything, he loosened the bow around the waist of the dress. Bending down, he grabbed the hem of the skirt and lifted it, revealing the teenager's slender body.
Lola, without further ado, begins to fold the dress and continues the conversation.
—...Yuuko-sama, even though I was the one who suggested handing Lady Áidna over, are you okay with proceeding? Throughout the history of the Asai clan, ladies and gentlemen were married off to foreign clans, never to return home or see their families. I know it's hypocritical of me to announce this, but... you were the one who was the most opposed when it was decided to hand her over to the Belgradoboska clan. You even got into a fight with your father, and now you're going to hand her over to some stranger who appeared overnight.
—Lola, continue—.
-Yeah-.
Understanding the thoughts of his mistress, who showed indifference to the matter.
Small shoulders, from which a cascade of caramel falls, reaching her narrow waist.
Forming a natural curve, between wide hips and perky buttocks, ending between an arch of the buttocks and thighs that would attract the attention of boys.
Passing through the two cheeks full of sexual attraction, it ran through a fine fabric that surrounded the teenager's hips.
In her V zone, dividing the girl's flat stomach and pubic area, was the thin, breathable fabric, which covered her, but could not prevent the shape of plump lips from being seen.
Covering her lovely breasts, they clung to their shape and enhanced their volume. There were a pair of skin-colored nipple covers.
But I couldn't copy the shiny, smooth, and moisturizing porcelain skin, just like a doll's, from an artificial product.
Peeling back the gel that clung to the delicate breast, a beautiful pale cherry-colored bud could be seen at the tip of the girl's breast.
—... What I opposed wasn't because of the arranged marriage. Since we were born into the cradle of an Asai, our purpose has been clear and unchanged no matter the era. No matter the sacrifice or hardship we core members of the Clan have to bear on our shoulders, so that the forging techniques of an Asai may once again rise. For that same reason, the sub-clans have never been asked to do something as honorable as their sacrifice of their freedom, but even so…—
Listening to Yuuko's teeth chatter in anger whenever he reminded her about the sub-clans; they revealed or plotted to make the Asai clan look at them like an annoying child throwing a tantrum for not getting what he wanted.
Finishing adjusting the sports bra so it doesn't hurt the shape of Yuuko's tits.
—Fuuu, let's forget about those ingrates. The only thing my father and the clan elders see in Ryu is his lineage, which he inherited from his mother, making him special to improve the lineage or, in the worst case, maintain its corrosion for another two hundred years, giving valuable time to the future Asai who would have with Ryu.
—You don't have to worry, when that day comes, I'll take care of you like I did with Yuuko-sama—.
—...—.
Laughing at her blushing and shy expression every time she mentioned her future children with Ryuto while trying to remain stoic, but in the eyes of Lola who had taken care of her it was a charming expression.
—Cough, well, that's something that will happen in the future, it's not time yet—.
—Yes, I know, Yuuko-sama. It's ready, Yuuko-sama—.
Showing off her new outfit that fits her perfectly.
A sleeveless gray blouse, in addition to being wide, allows you to clearly see her sports bra and has a round neck.
A pair of athletic shorts, showing off her long legs that spilled out through the openings in the garment that facilitated movement.
Finally, a pair of sneakers.
Leaving the bedroom, Lola followed a few steps behind at a steady pace, staying neither too close nor too far for any situation. Yuuko, who could already see the exit to the courtyard where the "room" was, spoke to Lola while she still had time.
—You said before that my decision to give Áidna away contradicted the decision my father and the elders gave her to the Belgradoboska clan… Times may have changed, but marriage between clans hasn't. For better or worse, there are things that can't be fixed. One of the things that has been improved is that they choose partners with little age difference and that they have good personalities, unlike in the past when the only thing that existed was lineage and personality didn't matter, as evidenced by many cases of horrible deaths. Of course, the men were the ones who suffered the worst, having to demonstrate their strength to impregnate their wives, while the women were more careful, since they had to get pregnant to avoid incurring the wrath of the clan.
—Yuuko-sama, that only worked when the clan had strength to back them up. Sometimes, women given in marriage died in horrible ways or went mad from the treatment they received. Men had it easy in that regard, since they could die in combat against their wife's other husbands.
"I read that in the documents too. Back to the topic, the reason I refused was simple: by moving to Switzerland, to the headquarters of the Belgradoboska clan, which is said to have a warlike personality, the clan's power won't be able to keep her safe… Even now, my older sisters' and brothers' marriages are within Japan, where we can apply pressure and intervene if anything happens to them."
—I always thought you didn't care about your relationship with Miss Áidna.
Relieved and proud to hear the reason for his refusal, Lola, although she had always remained as his shadow for many years, was that he made her feel proud as if she were her own daughter, seeing how quickly he matures mentally, but reluctant at the same time to see that he did not share her thoughts.
—Although Áidna is the daughter of another woman, I have always seen her as my little sister, it doesn't change that fact, much less that she doesn't have an acceptable lineage from an Asai—.
Leaving the Japanese residence behind, the sounds of insects swarming in the cool night air mingled with the crunching of footsteps on stones. Yuuko, along with Lola, who followed a few steps behind, stopped in front of a closed building with no windows and only an iron gate.
—It's going to be a rough night, but remember not to overdo it and hurt yourself.
"I'm clear about it. Lola, take charge of everything. Only then will the Asai clan reach new heights and Ryuto be able to claim what is rightfully his."
-Understood-.
Bowing in a beautiful posture, Yuuko takes the iron handle in her hand.
Listening to the sharp sound that comes when iron rubs against iron, producing sparks. Without flinching, like any ordinary girl, Yuuko opens the door with some effort; the muscles in her arm twitch from the tremendous force she exerted, and once again, that sharp sound that makes you want to cover your ears is heard.
Not quite matching the size of the hermetically sealed building, in Yuuko's eyes the space stretched out to the size of a soccer field. The concrete floor, the lights propped down so as not to obstruct movement, there was nothing, but that was all an Asai needed.
In the middle of the court stood a young man in his thirties, attractive to look at. His torso was bare, showing off his toned muscles, taking many women's breath away if they saw him.
Wearing only shorts, and bandages on his wrists, Arata said to him in a relaxed pose, with his hands on his waist.
—How long has it been since we did this?—.
—Three years—.
—Mmm, I'll check if you haven't slacked off during training.
—Come—.
Yuuko said in a fighting stance.
Thud!
Stopping the high kick that is aimed at the side of the head, he throws a punch to the unprotected abdomen.
Thud!
Once again, listening, I know how flesh and bone collided, a firm palm stops the small fist. Arata smiles relaxedly as he watches his little sister's progress toward throwing an elbow at the delicate arm, but this time Yuuko stops it with her open palm.
—Looks like you haven't let up.
—Take it seriously, or I'll break a bone, nii-san—.
—Ahahaha, it wouldn't be training if we didn't break a bone or two!—.
As the hours passed, the sounds of high-speed car collisions had diminished.
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[Sunday, April 28, 2028] [2:24 AM]
[Location: Valderrama Mansion]
—Na, na, ara, dara, dad, mm, mm, ra, rar, ra…—.
Humming, Javier finished cleaning the grill, which was the last thing he needed.
—Finally!… How boring it is to be the only one doing everything, everyone's asleep, and even Yami didn't want to join me, even though she calls herself my girlfriend. Speaking of Yami, what did she do to create a spicy atmosphere? While I was gone—
Remembering the atmosphere he'd felt when he'd returned from lending her the books, he sat down at the lagoon counter, and the blue screen opened, revealing the Sanctuary's surroundings.
—I would like to create a canal that reaches the entire Sanctuary… Now I need three lakes that act as a reserve for underwater life, I would have to bring in aquatic plants… the expansion of the cobblestone road also cannot be left behind, since I plan to build some buildings, but I am not yet clear for what purpose, but they will be a reference for what I have in mind… The entrance to the house needs something more colorful, what would look better? Flowers or vines, creating a tunnel… and what if I make a labyrinth of bushes…—.
Lost in a plan that changed with Javier's every thought, replicating the 3D screen of the Sanctuary. Still, Javier couldn't come to a conclusion based on the characteristics, or rather, a clear image he wanted to show others.
Postponing major renovations and starting with the cobblestone road and water channels first, Javier walked to his room, which took about five minutes.
Changing his clothes, he simply put on shorts and sandals to walk to Rinka's room.
{Since Sayaka still needs stricter discipline to prevent her from repeating her mistakes, and Yami can't touch her for very obvious reasons because it would make her lose her reasoning, Yuuna is also ruled out, so only Rinka remains. This will be an early farewell.}
—Rinka-chan, are you asleep?—.
He asked in a low voice, as he opened the door to Rinka's room where she lay fast asleep.
—Ehehe, keep sleeping so messily.
Seeing Rinka's appearance, with one leg out of the bed, the quilt on the other hand, and her pajamas that consisted of pants and a blouse with panda-eating bamboo prints.
—Permission—.
She said before going to bed and snuggling up with Rinka that, without realizing it, her pillow had been replaced by Javier's arm.
—Hmmm—.
—Why is it that when a girl sleeps she looks so angelic?... Is she wearing underwear?—.
Wondering without taking his gaze off her sleeping face, with his free hand he began to feel the breast that was growing, fitting in his palm and there was room to spare.
—Ohhh, no bra, but panties?—.
—Mmmm… oni… chan—.
—Good morning, Rinka-chan—.
-Good morning…. !-.
Shaking off her drowsiness, she opened her eyes wide when she saw Javier in front of her, looked down, and saw that her chest was being groped.
-What are you doing?-.
Indifferent and dry, she removed her hand from her chest and checked her body for possible harassment.
—I didn't do anything to you, I was just wondering if you wear underwear when you sleep.
—... Sometimes I wonder if I'm safe or in danger under this same roof, besides, I remember locking it.—
—You're angry—.
—I'm not, just tired and surprised to find myself here.
Showing her back, Rinka snatches Javier's quilt and wraps herself in a cocoon, leaving only her head out.
{There you have it! The number one word women use when they're angry. But why is she angry? At the barbecue, I thought she was enjoying it.}
—Seriously, you're not angry—.
"I'm not, I'm sleepy, I'm tired, let me sleep.
{This is more serious than I thought. No girl uses those three unless she's angry. I have to be careful, or she'll get angrier.}
—...—.
—...—.
{Why is it hard to find a topic of conversation when you know she's angry?!}
Moving like a worm, Rinka, who could no longer stand it, stood up and with an angry expression challenged him.
—Stop moving, don't let me sleep! If you only came here to do perverted things, there's this Sayaka! Now leave me alone and get out of my room.
Covering himself with the quilt again, he closed his eyes to sleep.
Javier, who had half his body in bed and the other half out, lay down docilely on the bed, staring at the ceiling, which was relatively clean.
—... You didn't like that I invited strangers?—.
Without an answer, Javier let the question go and asked another that came to mind.
—Are you mad about Yami?—.
{If it's not that, I honestly don't know what it is}
—... You called us family, but you're already hiding secrets. I looked foolish, thinking I was the first to hear Yami nee-san speak, but I was naive. You, Shio, and Yuuna-san already knew.
Lost in listening to Rinka speaking in a low voice, Javier suddenly jumped.
—Shio and Yuuna knew Yami could talk!—.
—Really? You just found out.
—Not a chance—.
Turning around to see Javier, Rinka laughed, seeing how surprised he was.
—What a useless God we have here—.
—Leave me alone, it's not like I used my God power all the time—.
—Ehehehe, now who's upset...? Hahahaha! What a funny face you've made, ahahaha...—.
—Hey, you seem to be laughing a lot at my expense.
—I can't help it, ahhh. It's your fault for being entranced by Yami nee-san's beauty.
Turning, both looking into each other's eyes, Javier extends his arm to Rinka who says nothing, but lets her head rest.
—Is it true that she's your girlfriend, or was it just for show?
—Remember about finding my wife?
—Is it Yami?!—.
—Apparently so—.
—What do you mean, apparently? Explain yourself.
—I don't understand much either. Yami and I have a chemistry that I've never had with any girl I've dated in the past, ouch! Why peñicas?—.
Crossing her arms, Rinka answers him curtly.
—Sorry for being a thing of the past—.
—Ehehe, come—.
-Hey…!-.
Pulling her in, Javier hugged her, placing one hand on her shoulder and the other on her waist, their legs entwined. They remained silent, listening only to each other's breathing and the warmth they shared.
Calming Javier's pounding heart, Rinka, not caring much that he was half-naked, hugged him while feeling his breath on her head.
—So you found her—.
-Yeah…-.
—You should be happy—.
—It's very complicated—.
-... Tell me-.
Javier felt he could tell Rinka everything, where the world consisted of only four walls and the two of them. He decided to tell her everything about Yami and his illness.
—...that's what happens—.
Rinka, who had remained silent the entire time, clenched her hands so tightly that if she had long nails, they would have dug into her palms.
—The answer is clear—.
Understanding what Rinka meant, she stroked his hair and patted him on the back with her other hand.
—I know… but I'm mean, and this is the first time this has happened to me. Ehehe, when I was human, I didn't care if I had sex for just one night. After all, we enjoyed ourselves together, satisfied our desires, and then forgot about it. But now I can't think like that. Before I knew the truth, my soul and my entire being felt that if I did it, it would be just like those nights at the club, a quick meal, without much flavor.
—You're going to die—.
—But I won't do it…—.
Feeling multiple blows to his chest, back, and ribs, Javier waited for Rinka to tire, but instead of decreasing over time, the intensity increased. Suddenly, Rinka got on top of Javier and began hitting him in the face while demanding.
—What's wrong with you!!! It's your life, yet you act like you don't care! Have you even stopped to think for a moment about what you're leaving behind because of your selfish decisions? If you're going to take responsibility for giving hope to others, you have to live until the end! You're not the protagonist who'll emerge victorious in any story!!... Live, even if it means leaving Yami behind!—.
Sobbing on his bare chest, filled with anger and sadness at the same time, making me tremble, because of how Javier acts.
Without hesitation, she hugged her, even though she let out grunts and moved to try to get him to stop her. After remaining in that state for a few seconds, Rinka calmed down as she felt the sincerity, love, and protection that this hug conveyed to her.
Forgetting the time they spent embracing, Javier looked out the window, which was already illuminated by the first rays of the sun, and turned his gaze to Rinka above him, feeling every breath, temperature, and the pleasant hazelnut scent.
Rinka's room being one of many in the middle of the mansion, the sun's rays that should only illuminate the room when passing through the window, for no apparent reason and inexplicably illuminated the bed where they were both lying and hugging.
Running his hand through her silky brown hair, Javier spoke to her slowly.
—Rinka-chan, I want you to keep this secret between the two of us—.
-!... Because?-.
—I don't want to worry others about my decisions—.
—Not that… why did you tell me this secret if you knew I was going to worry about you?
—You didn't say we were family, and families shouldn't have secrets.
Startled by the repeated words, which had made her angry at first, Rinka looked up and saw Javier's face without any bruises despite having been hit with all his strength.
Returning to a solemn moment for both of them, seeing themselves illuminated by the sun's rays on their faces. Long eyelashes like a girl's, thick eyebrows, but giving him an air of masculinity, a pointed chin, an upturned nose, and light hair, like a coffee infusion that gradually accumulates and seems to stain wherever it touches.
Javier who watched the girl who had lived a life until her death, alone, eyes swollen from crying so much, cheeks reddish like a strawberry, full lips ready to bite and enjoy every bite, thin eyebrows that were now downcast, semi-long eyelashes, but that had a beautiful curve, but were now fogged up, and long hair that was tangled, but still maintained its silkiness.
—If I tell Sayaka—.
—She's no longer part of this place, she wanted to go and enjoy her freedom.
—You hadn't forgiven her for that—.
"It's not punishment if it's easily forgiven. You have to keep the leash on tight and make it clear where you stand."
—...Shio? You took her as your daughter—.
—She's still too young and innocent, I'd like her to stay that way for a long time. Yami is sure to find out sooner or later, since she's a Goddess too. I'm only counting on you, Rinka.
Growing an inexplicable feeling from the bottom of her heart upon hearing those words that sounded mocking to the one who said them, he is a Hentai God, but for someone who was tainted from a young age; friends, father, mother, brother, children who abandoned her because of her actions or her past, those sincere words were the energy to abandon the past and future that had rotted and change into a new and inexplicable one.
Javier heard several notifications coming in, he decided not to see them, since it was not necessary to see them.
—Hmph, since you trust me so much, I won't say a single word. But, if your condition worsens and I don't see any progress in your relationship, I'll tell Yami myself.
—... Everything as you say, my spoiled little princess—.
—Hey, where are you playing?—
Pinching Javier's hand that was groping her butt, thereby destroying the heavy atmosphere.
—Ehehe, I was dying to know if you sleep in underwear or not.
—Ahhh, what a trashy Onii-chan Rinka has gotten—.
Even as she said that, Rinka lifted her butt a little so that Javier's hand, which hadn't stopped touching her, could sink into her growing, supple, perky butt.
—Let's go swimming—.
—Huh? Kyaaa! I c-can walk, silly.
-Ha ha ha-.
She grabbed him by the neck and her open legs closed around Javier's waist. Hearing him laugh out loud, she smiled and let him lead her to the shower.
Sitting on the toilet lid, with Rinka's buttocks on his thighs, he began to undress her button by button.
—I can do it alone—.
—Let me pamper you today and tomorrow, after that I won't be able to see you for a week—.
"Hmph, if you really wanted to spoil me, you wouldn't have a date with another girl in a couple of hours.
—How do you know about my appointment?
—Girls, we have our ways, you don't have to be a God—.
—Ahahaha—.
—What's so funny?—.
Trying to sound serious, her sweet gaze betrayed her.
As her blouse fell, Javier could clearly see her small shoulders, her collarbones marked on her sweaty and delicate skin, a little further down the small bowls that fit very well in the palm of his hand and at her beak two pale shoots, small erect nipples like raisins surrounding her areola that faded into the color of her light skin.
—I laugh at how you girls, when you put your mind to it, can be expert investigators.
—Trembles before feminine power—.
—Wow, how scary—.
Both smiling at their jokes, Javier suddenly approached Rinka's left breast.
—Uhm, ahm, mmm, ahm, haaa how delicious, mmm, aahm—.
—Mmmm, you taste like hazelnut, chu—.
—Ahhmm, don't bite or you'll leave a mark, ah...—.
—What's wrong with leaving a mark? No one's going to see your breasts except me.
—Wow, what a mean and naughty boy.
Giving him a charming smile at the frown, she holds the man's head in her arms, giving him something he had long lost, preventing him from leaving even if he didn't want to.
Between watery kisses and moans, his firm arm ran over Rinka's slender, trembling back. Moving past her armpits, his sinful hand touched Rinka's breast, and his actions escalated like wildfire.
Feeling his fingers absorbed by her delicate breast, Javier descended without leaving the soft skin to the base of her breast and rose to the top, running his fingers over her erect nipple, repeating this over and over again.
Meanwhile, with his tongue he played more directly with the nipple.
—Ah, aha, mm, ahm, no, p-play with Rinkaaaa's nipples…. mmmmm!!!—.
Sensing that Rinka was on the verge of orgasm by stimulating her nipples, Javier pinched the hard, pointed nipple with his fingers, while his mouth sucked with all his might as if trying to tear off the delicate skin while the tip of his tongue played with the erect nipple.
—I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Rinka is cumming through her nipples!!!—.
A woman's scream echoed in the bathroom. Javier, who could barely see her face because he was sucking on her breast, still noticed the expression Rinka had on her face, a woman who was barely 11 years old.
A lost look, watery eyes, sweat running down her cheeks, making her hair stick to her skin, and a wide smile that made her shine in its own right.
Po!
That sound of takeoff sounds. Rinka's body shakes slightly, still lost in the sense-numbing orgasm.
Leaving the mark around the nipple that shone with saliva, proud of what he did, he wraps his arms around the girl's waist, pulling her closer to his body to kiss her breasts, collarbone, neck, and move up to kiss her ear, making her twitch.
—Rinka…Rinka…Rinka…—.
Whispering her name into her ear while biting her lobe, cheeks and returned to her ear where he kissed her, and his tongue ran over every inch of the girl's ear who couldn't stop trembling from the feeling and moaning weakly.
—Unfair, mmm—.
Sealing his mouth so he couldn't speak.
Rinka, as someone with a lot of experience from her past, knew the different types of touches a man could give her.
{Sticky, intense, you're so unfair, it makes my body want to surrender to the pleasure. But how unfair you are. Even when you do it like a beast, you're still able to provide that touch of warmth I could never feel. Certainly unfair.}
Listening only to the lascivious, watery frenzy coming from their mouths as they tangled deeply within each other's, when they separated, a long bridge of saliva connected them both.
—... How unfair, to be the only one receiving—.
—I'm sorry. But you've probably seen that this body prevents me from receiving pleasure.
—Mhm… let me help you—.
Saying that, she gives him a kiss on the lips and gets off Javier's legs.
Lifting her hips, Rinka grabs the shorts from both sides and pulls them down completely.
Looking at the crotch of a man who should have a penis surrounded by pubic hair and a wrinkled pouch hanging from it, in Javier's she only found his pubic hair but nothing else, very similar to that of a doll.
—No matter how much I look at it, it still looks abnormal and strange.
—Hahahaha, you're not the only one—.
Chuckling, he felt Rinka's hand run over his belly, pubic hair, and crotch, which was, as everyone knew, where he had owned dolls.
Having a splendid view of Rinka crouching at the height of his crotch, her bare back, with beads of sweat, looked like pearls rolling on an ice rink only to be swallowed by the fabric of her night pants.
Rinka, who didn't miss Javier's gaze, looked up while pressing her chin to her stomach and her fingers playing with her pubic hair, smiled at him.
—No, we were going to take a bath, O-nii-chan—.
Finding Rinka's mischievous smile charming, Javier touched the side of the young woman's face with his hand, and she decided to lean against it, her moist lips gently touched by the pad of his thumb.
Responding to the soft touch, the small tongue wrapped around the big toe with agile movements for a few seconds before beginning to suck it, just like a penis.
Javier could feel the sticky warmth sucking him in, the tip of her tongue tracing the outline of his nail, while her raspberry-red lips gripped the body of his big toe to keep from letting go.
A unique view that could not be replicated by anyone made Javier's skin crawl, but not out of disgust, quite the opposite.
—Kya!... when?!—.
Pushed down, Rinka, who thought she would fall on the hardness of the cold ceramic, found herself with the soft comfort of the mattress she had left a few minutes ago.
Pulling sharply, the pants and olive-colored panties flew off, revealing a pair of long, slender legs with just enough flesh to spare.
—Oh my God, aha… you tickle me, Onii-chan—.
Feeling a tingling sensation that only increased with each kiss and lick on the sole of her foot, Rinka closed her legs tightly, guiding her hand to her nipples, which still bore traces of the previous act, and with the other, she touched her flat stomach, reaching her rill.
—Ah, mm, this, this is aaaaaa!!!... i-incredible…—.
Feeling a pleasure that weakened reasoning as he brushed his fingertips against her vaginal lips, he looked at the fingers that had touched her femininity, covered in her thick honey.
—Fu, ah, fu, aha, what are you? aha why does it feel so good, in that place—.
Closing her legs tightly as it changed from a simple tickle to a pleasure that was unnatural for her to feel.
No matter how much she struggled, the pleasure rose like foam, all her senses, even if she didn't want them to, were concentrated on the soles of her feet that were being licked, kissed and sucked, but if that weren't enough, agile and evil fingers furrowed the delicate sweaty skin of her legs that went up to her hips, they slowly went down the contour of the V-zone without touching the femininity that overflowed between her inner thighs that squeezed together, letting out a watery sound.
—D-don't bother me... do it, Onii-chan—.
-No-.
—Wuw, ah, mmm, don't intimidate me, silly!!!—.
—I'll bother you and I won't stop until I see your face a mess.
—Evil!... Dirty!... Pervert!... Stalker!... Womanizer!... I'm getting even!!!—.
Overwhelmed, Rinka reaches climax with kisses on the soles of her feet and the rubbing of her fingers on her legs.
Separated for a few moments, she watches the beautiful bow position with her whole body tense as she reaches orgasm. Her mind blank, not knowing why, or how, he could make her reach orgasm with just that foreplay, Rinka, exhausted from her second climax in less than five minutes, stares distractedly at the bedroom ceiling, looks down, and sees her sweaty body, breathing raggedly, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her nipples aching from how excited she was.
But much lower down, in my belly, an uncomfortable throbbing discomfort kept tickling me with what it wanted.
Honest in body for what she really wanted, Rinka watched as her limp legs were spread wide open for her partner's delight, being able to see everything, her femininity and a small, but tight hole that throbbed just like her uterus, already wet with the honey that flows down.
{I have to finish, oh normal, it won't be enough to satisfy me anymore}
Regaining some clarity, she looked at Javier, who had done nothing during those minutes when the glow of climax was red-hot, causing her to breathe calmly, but upon seeing his eyes, Rinka felt a palpitation in her heart and in her uterus that made her shudder.
{Those eyes, they're no longer those of a person, but of a beast, about to leap at its weakened prey. Just like those times when Rinka was raped by the old men until I passed out.}
—Wa-wait, let me rest, Onii-chan—.
—...—.
—You, you, idiot! You idiot! You bad Onii-chan! Let Rinka rest or I'll get angry and you'll pay dearly!—.
—I'll pay with my life, if I can see my little sister's face melting in climax—.
Rinka, who could see Javier's complacent smile, felt a chill run through her rational mind, but not her body, which would accept anything he threw at her.
Still, in a futile attempt to escape the pleasure she had experienced at the hands of the hentai God, with the little strength she had left, she turned and tried to crawl, wanting to make space between them.
—! Mmm, haa, wah, niuuu…—.
Sensitive, feeling Javier's lips touching the soles of her feet once again, Rinka's upper body falls onto the mattress as she loses strength in her arms, leaving her lower body unprotected.
Javier, crouching, kissing the soles of her feet, heel, calves, behind her knee and further up, observes the fragrant feminine scent that dulls his sense of smell, making it the only thing he breathes.
[Abundant, fragrant, thick, what a delicious nectar I will be able to taste, once again]
Looking at the lips that remained closed and open until now, expelling the most cloying and addictive nectar, unique in the world.