~• Kusora •~
Sunday arrived. And I think it's the first time I've ever been caught in the daylight as Silver.
The risk of being seen going into Marakyuu looking like this was multiplied. And not only that, but Akeno should be coming by later.
She's inclined to avoid the church, so in reality I had no clue when she would be showing up. For all I know, she might be waiting at the store right this moment while I'm here, navigating block after block looking for the chapel.
Don't know how these fuckers do it, the chapel was just up the hill from Issei's block in the anime, but they have me weaving through shopping streets, dodging alleys and running on overhead bridges to get to this place.
And to think that I'm going to get fucked afterwards, and have to make the trip back. God I hate 2014. They still haven't invented Uber.
It took me close to thirty minutes before I arrived. And I was instantly struck by the lines of people making their way inside the chapel. What did people even do on Sunday service in Japan?
I didn't know, but as I approached the chapel, I had a feeling that worship would be the last thing on my mind. Or at least worship of money, or whatever the girl pays for on a Sunday morning during church I suppose.
Sometimes I really hate my job.
~• Akeno •~
"I appreciate you doing this Ms. Himejima." Grayfia said. "It's unbecoming, but Sirzechs was giving me quite the bit of trouble over this."
Akeno waves her off. "Think nothing of it, I was only just the middleman." She pauses. "You can make your way there during your free time. I'm heading there later and will let him know in advance."
"That would be appreciated." Grayfia said, bowing.
As she leaves, Akeno looks at the time. 9:30. Church is beginning soon and she would rather not be seen out and about this early.
So instead, she heads out into her yard where her mother's tombstone rests. Akeno hasn't talked in a minute, safe for potentially a week.
Akeno grasps her hands and prays at the shrine, while she does so, she thinks of the man she had met. Kusora. With a smile on her face.
What things will become of this visit? She wonders and spend the ticking of the hours thinking and imagining the scenario in her head.
~• Kusora •~
In hindsight, I probably should've thought about how we were going to meet up while we're inside.
I had less idea on what I should do or where I should sit. The world is shifting around me as though everyone has been through this shit once or twice before.
As I look around, my phone rings out a notification from the app. An addition to the notes.
-Meet me in the Chapel quarters to your right.
She can see me from wherever she is. I scanned the room and easily saw a flight of stairs a ways away from a cluster of candlelights.
As I head up, I come across a door that's laid open and ajar, there's no one inside aside from just a single double bed, a few shelves of books, and some handcuffs on the bed.
Something about this strikes me as the right place. I mean aside from it being the only room upstairs, the arrangement made it completely fucking obvious.
"Sorry I'm late, I just had to take care of a few things."
The voice came from behind me, and sounded irrevocably sensual. As I turned around, I came face to face with violet eyes and long beautiful black hair.
Then instantly froze.
No.
Oh hell no.
I know this bitch.
"If you don't mind, can we get started?" Raynare said. She points to the bed where the handcuffs lie and i'm a bit sceptical about turning away from her, sheer surprise is how she iced Issei the first time, and I'm not trying to be his cliche OC replacement.
I sit the handcuffs right at my side and start to take off my clothes. As I watched her take off her set of clothes and reveal a leather cardigan much like her Fallen Angel self, I watched as she did so with the least amount of enthusiasm. I remember her being quite off putting to regular humans in the anime.
Is she underestimating me?
That other Loli, who i'm realising now is most probably Mittelt as the memories come rushing back, did the same thing. As well as Kalawarner when we first met. Those other two did not pose a threat of killing me after good sex, and I left them unable to walk.
My life is at risk now. So i can just imagine what i'll do to her to make sure that she definitely won't be in a state to do any kind of killing when I'm done.
I go with the flow and I let Raynare chain me to the bed with the handcuffs. As she hovered over my member, I expected that she would be putting it in dry, but as she slowly drove herself onto my prick, I realised very quickly that Fallen Angel pussy has no need for foreplay. And I wasted my energy on those other two for nothing back then.
The grip she had on me was fucking insane. Each time she raised her hips it felt as though she was wringing me out and sucking me dry. I writhe in those chains, the desperation of wanting to grab her and break her pussy in was growing more and more ferocious the longer this went. And the more I writhed, the weaker I felt, as the pleasure unravels within me like sparks going to my head.
This is what Fallen Angel pussy does to a motherfucker.