"Bring me a new camera by evening slave."
Her words cut through the air like ice before she turned and walked away, her heels clicking softly against the floor.
…? Was she always like this?
Still dazed, I blinked as Rias stood up and moved closer.
The warmth of her presence washed over me, grounding me after Akeno's unsettling exit.
"Don't worry," she said gently.
"Even though you didn't need to say all that, your words made me really happy—knowing you think of us that way."
Her tone shifted slightly, taking on a teasing lilt.
"Also… don't worry. I know Akeno well enough—she won't really blackmail you. Though knowing her, she might show it to Asia, Koneko, Sona, and the others."
I gulped.
Well… I guess it's good to know, but honestly?
I really didn't want my crying, emotional scene immortalized on everyone's phones for the rest of my life.
Then, suddenly, Rias's cheeks tinged pink.
She looked at me with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
"So…? Are we… dating now…?"
Hearing her words, I felt heat rush to my own face.
I fumbled a little, voice shy and uncertain:
"Well… I guess we are now… umm… I'm new to this, so… please take care of me."
She smiled softly, a hint of blush still coloring her cheeks.
"I'm also new to this… so please take care of me too."
We both laughed nervously, but our faces remained red—almost as if they were steaming—caught in the sweet, awkward bubble of our first confession.
At the time, I didn't even notice, but Akeno had quietly set up a new camera and was secretly re-recording us.
Oblivious to her mischief, Rias and I talk a bit with each other, hearts still fluttering from the confession, completely unaware that our little moment had an audience.
We returned to our work— I dove into my game development while she focused on her paperwork.
The room was quiet, the soft scratch of pen on paper and the gentle clicking of keys filling the space.
It was simple, but… nice.
Later that night, after Asia and I had finished dinner, I was preparing for bed.
Just as I was about to turn off the lights, the doorbell rang.
…? Confused, I wondered who could be visiting at this hour, but curiosity (and a sense of responsibility) pushed me to check anyway.
I opened the door, and there she was—Rias.
"What… are you doing out this late?"
I asked, genuinely puzzled.
Rias met my gaze with a solemn, resolute expression.
My heart skipped a beat.
Before I could even think, she stepped forward and placed her hands firmly on my chest, her eyes locking onto mine with a pleading intensity.
"Zevion… please… sleep with me."
…Huh?
My mind went completely blank.
What was happening?
Had I misheard?
Seeing the bewilderment in my eyes, Rias stepped closer, her resolve unwavering, and spoke even more directly.
"I want you… to take my virginity. Immediately."
I froze.
I don't think I'd ever heard words so startling… so stimulating… in my entire life.
Well… I didn't really understand what was going on here, but refusing a lady outright would've felt impossibly rude.
Almost moving on instinct, I led her toward my room.
"C-Come on… Let's get into the bedroom. I'll… I'll be ready in a moment."
Soon we reached my bedroom.
Before I could even steady myself, Rias all but pushed me inside, her hands already moving to her uniform.
H-Hold on—what?!
My thoughts scrambled, completely unable to keep up with her sudden, decisive actions.
Whoosh!
Her skirt came off in a single motion, fluttering to the ground.
My breath caught as pure white fabric came into view—her underwear practically glowing in the dim light.
Her long, slender legs were perfectly shaped, almost sculpted, and her smooth thighs practically radiated temptation.
My heart thundered in my chest.
And then, her fingers moved to her blouse.
"R-Rias! Th-this is…!"
My voice cracked, panic and disbelief battling in my head.
Whoosh!
The blouse fell away, and now only her bra kept her chest from full view.
My eyes were locked helplessly on her, unable to look away.
Each deep breath she took only made the fabric strain, accentuating the perfect curves it cradled.
Now dressed in nothing but her underwear, Rias inhaled sharply, gathering her courage, and began walking toward me—step by step, her gaze never leaving mine.
This was the second time I'd seen her naked… but the shock hit me no less than the first.
My brain was short-circuiting.
"Zevion… Am I no good?"
She asked softly, her eyes trembling with vulnerability.
"Th-That's not true at all! I couldn't dream of anyone better!"
I blurted out, panicked but honest.
"I've put a lot of thought into it," she continued, her voice steady, "and I can't think of any other way."
Any other way of what?!
My mind screamed, completely lost on what she meant.
"Once it's done, no one will be able to say otherwise. You're the only person close to me with whom I can do this."
…Me?!
I wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but one thing was clear—Rias had chosen me as her first.
To resist now would be like trampling all over her feelings.
…Well, not really.
Honestly, I was just piling up every excuse possible to justify going along with it.
But at this point?
Yeah—I was going to do it!
"This is your first time, isn't it, Zevion? Or… have you done it before?"
Rias asked, her cheeks faintly red, yet her gaze steady.
"I-It's my first!"
I admitted, my voice breaking from nerves.
"I thought so."
She gave a small, almost relieved smile.
"Me too. We might lack experience, but… let's make sure we see this through to the end."
Her words carried both vulnerability and resolve, making my heart pound even harder.
"Don't worry—it's very simple," she continued, her tone calm, almost instructional.
Then, with a gentle movement, her hand drifted down toward her lower abdomen.
"You just need to put it… here."
The sight alone was enough to make my brain nearly short-circuit.
My whole body tensed, overwhelmed by the mix of anticipation, nerves, and sheer arousal—I felt like my mind might explode at any moment.
Next, she gently took hold of my right hand and guided it downward, pressing it against herself and—
Jiggle.
My fingers sank into the softness of her breast, squeezed there by Rias's own hand leading mine.
A warm, supple sensation spread through my palm, every finger feeling as if it were burning.
It was like every nerve in my entire body had suddenly gathered into that single hand.
My heart pounded violently.
W-Wait! At least let me prepare my heart for this!!
"Can you tell?"
Rias cooed softly.
"I'm nervous too. Can you feel my heart beating?"
Her words snapped me back to reality.
And sure enough—pressed against her soft bosom, I could feel it.
Her heart was pounding, racing no slower than mine.
Looking closer, I noticed her pale, porcelain skin had taken on a faint pink hue.
R-Rias… is nervous too?
She was always so composed, so elegant, the very image of confidence and grace.
Yet here she was—anxious, vulnerable, just like me.
…I'm such an idiot!
Of course… she's just like me right now.
I lifted my hand and gently cupped her face, leaning in until our lips met in a soft, lingering kiss.
Her warmth, her nervous breath, her trembling yet steady resolve—everything about that moment was unforgettable.
When we parted, I looked deeply into her eyes, my voice steady with conviction.
"Rias… let's do it. I love you, and I won't regret being with you. And I know you feel the same. Let's make your first time… memorable."
Her eyes shimmered, and she nodded silently, her blush deepening.
With that, the distance between us vanished once more as our lips met again, more certain this time.
Our lips found each other once more, this time with certainty.
Her arms wrapped around me, mine around her, and the world outside seemed to slip away—leaving just the two of us, hearts pounding in sync, breaths mingling.
The night quietly embraced us, and in that warmth, we entrusted ourselves to each other.
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