Momo Hanakai, who was still basking in the afterglow and absorbing the life essence, never expected Reya Kusaka to be even more proactive than her. Both girls had once been admirers of Yuuki Kiba; in fact, Reya's infatuation had been even deeper—she was practically Yuuki's number-one fan. This common interest was exactly why they shared an apartment, a detail Momo had been too embarrassed to reveal to Ethan earlier.
In the Sitri peerage, everyone got along well, and since their characters were trustworthy, living arrangements were left to personal preference. And personal preference usually meant rooming with someone who shared your specific... tastes. Reya was by no means shy; in some ways, she was bolder than Momo. Ethan was about to see that firsthand.
Ethan's hot hands roamed over the girl's tender thighs. Though he wasn't touching anywhere explicitly "shameful" yet, Reya felt a surge of pleasure so intense it made her entire body hypersensitive. She slumped against him, her breath coming in shallow gasps.
"Nnh... it feels so good..." she murmured. Her breath was sweet and fragrant, tickling Ethan's neck and stripping away his remaining logic.
As his self-control waned, Ethan wasn't satisfied with just legs. He pulled Reya into his lap, his hands sliding beneath her silk nightgown. His throbbing rod pressed firmly against her lower belly as her legs coiled around his waist.
The friction of her white stockings against his skin sent jolts of electricity up his spine. Between the grinding of their bodies, a clear pre-cum leaked from the tip of his cock, smearing around Reya's navel and drawing silver threads of lust.
He gripped her soft belly. Reya had a mature, erotic figure that belied her status as a high schooler. Her waist was slim but curved into a soft, fleshy lower abdomen that felt incredibly delicate and elastic. Ethan couldn't help but knead the supple flesh, sending jolts of arousal straight to Reya's brain.
"Ah... Ethan... mm... it feels wonderful..."
Reya collapsed against his shoulder, her pale neck exposed. Ethan instinctively licked and sucked the skin before taking her crystalline earlobe into his mouth. He nibbled it with his teeth and swirled his tongue inside her ear canal, drawing out adorable whimpers from the trembling girl.
Moving down, he traced her neck inch by inch, eventually sucking on her fragrant shoulder and leaving a trail of glistening saliva—his own personal mark on her body. Reya's unique, sweet scent flooded his senses, triggering his primal instincts.
Reya clung to his neck, her soft, aromatic flesh pressing tight against him. This freed Ethan's hands to explore her magnificent physique. His left hand slid down her hourglass waist to grip a plump buttock, marveling at its firm elasticity. His right hand pounced on one of her massive breasts.
They were masterpieces. In the human world, breasts this large would surely sag without support, but in the supernatural realm—especially for those Ethan dual-cultivated with—they remained gravity-defying and perky. Every time he faced such a "bounty," his conviction as a leg-man wavered.
Reya closed her eyes, enduring the overwhelming pleasure. Her small hands helped Ethan shed his remaining clothes until they were skin-to-skin. The smoothness of her body made him pull her even tighter, wanting to fuse with her.
"Ethan... nnh, you're so delicious..." Reya murmured, greedily licking his shoulder.
Ethan's throat was parched. He held her shoulders and made her face him. Her tongue was still out, glistening with moisture, creating a silver thread that dripped into her cleavage. It was incredibly provocative. He sealed her lips in a deep, hungry kiss.
The quiet room was filled with the wet sounds of their tongues clashing. Ethan's tongue swept over her white teeth, swallowing her sweet saliva. He easily breached her defenses, bullying her tender tongue and sucking on it until she was breathless.
This was Reya's first kiss. Despite "studying" theory, she was a complete novice in practice. After a long, suffocating moment, she pulled away, gasping for air.
"Ethan, hah... hah... how many people have you kissed? How are you so good at this?"
"Huh? Well... the number of people isn't that high, but I do it many times a day," Ethan replied truthfully. He didn't mention he'd just been kissing Momo in the next room.
He didn't give her time to process. He pinned her to the bed, kissing her again while his hand roamed her body. Her nipples were already rock-hard. He pinched a pink bud between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it. Reya buckled under the stimulation, her hands weakly trying to push his wrist away, but it felt more like she was pressing him harder into her chest.
"Nnnh... Ethan... don't... ahhh!"
Ethan chuckled and moved his hand down her curves, past her flat stomach, and into the "hidden valley." He was an expert at easing a maiden's transition into womanhood.
"Reya, I'm going to touch you now..."
"Ethan... mmm..."
She didn't give him a chance to ask further. She pulled him down by the neck, biting his lip. Ethan let out a soft grunt of pain, which Reya immediately followed with a tender, apologetic lick.
As they kissed passionately, Ethan's hand reached her garden. The moment he touched her petals, Reya clamped her thighs shut. Ethan didn't rush her; he waited patiently. Slowly, she relaxed, allowing his hand to tremble its way inside.
She was already flooding. The heat and moisture were overwhelming, soaking the bedsheets. The sheer volume of her "nectar" fired Ethan up. He thrust a finger inside.
"Mgh... Ethan..."
The soft walls of her passage clamped around his middle finger. Even with just one finger, the grip was incredibly tight—a result of her subconsciously using her Devil strength.
"Relax, Reya. You're too tense. Control yourself, don't use your magic."
"I'm sorry, Ethan, I... AH! Oh! It feels so good! I can't! AHHH!"
He thrust deeper, and she clamped down again, even harder this time. Ethan realized he had to take this slowly. Under his constant, gentle teasing, Reya finally managed to control her nerves.
Ethan pulled his finger out and looked down. The brown-haired, busty beauty lay before him, legs spread and hooked over his waist. Her sweat-soaked white stockings shimmered under the light. Between the "absolute territory" of her thighs, she was a "White Tiger"—completely hairless, pale, and flushed pink. Her petals pulsed, weeping crystalline honey in anticipation.
Ethan's rod was at its limit, veins bulging. He ripped off her silk nightgown, exposing her breasts. They were perfectly round, snow-white globes with tiny pink buds. He pressed his body against hers.
"Ethan—I want it..." Reya moaned, her eyes misty with lust.
A crack of thunder sounded outside, mirroring the explosion of lust in the room. Reya reached down, her small hand guiding Ethan's hot, rigid tip to her entrance. Ethan couldn't hold back anymore. He lunged forward, burying his thick spear deep into her soft, wet, tight passage.
The sheer warmth and tightness made Ethan hiss, but he held still, letting her adapt. Reya felt a fiery fullness that made her feel complete. She had finally become a woman, giving her first time to the man who had reclaimed their idol, Yuuki Kiba, and made her a woman as well.
Thinking of this, Reya's internal muscles squeezed tightly. Ethan, caught off guard by the sudden pressure, almost triggered his body's reflexive counter-thrust.
"Sorry..." Ethan whispered, thinking he'd hurt her.
Reya shook her head, unable to explain that her excitement came from her fantasies. "It's okay, Ethan... it was just me..."