Protect Rias?
The absurd thought mingled with the pillowy softness under his hand on Rias-senpai's snow-white mound, leaving Kuroha dazed.
His scorching palm heat made her quiver faintly, a soft blush tinting her cheeks. Her lips parted slightly, exhaling orchid-scented breaths in tiny puffs.
Rias gazed at him tenderly, layering her hand over his.
"That's for the future, Kuroha. Right now, just focus on growing strong, learning about Devils. Someday, you'll be mighty enough to protect me. Okay?"
"Is this an order from my master?"
He stared at her, hesitant.
"No—it's a request from me, Rias Gremory."
Kuroha's eyes widened. Electricity surged through him, converging on his hand clutching her softness. Blinding crimson light bathed his right hand. Startled, he yanked it free.
The glow faded, revealing a vivid red gauntlet—like ornate hand armor, embedded with a round gem.
"What... is this...?"
Kuroha gawked at it, lost.
Rias giggled at the sight.
"Kuroha, you total perv. Needed to grope my chest to manifest your Sacred Gear? You win."
"Sacred Gear? This?"
He raised it high; under the light, it gleamed like... her hair.
Rias leaned in slyly, seizing his vulnerability.
"Rias-senpai!"
He panicked.
She pressed a finger to his lips.
"Shh... holding back's bad for you. Let me help... but stay quiet and listen."
Her soft hand roamed wildly over him.
Kuroha's face burned crimson.
Rias flushed too, drunk-pink and alluring, but she steadied herself, explaining amid the motions.
"Sacred Gears are powers dwelling in certain humans. Rare few possess and wield them. Most affect only humans, but some threaten Devils and Fallen Angels like us."
Her free hand tapped the gauntlet.
"Yours qualifies—that's why Amano Yuma targeted you, to eliminate the threat."
Kuroha wanted to nod seriously.
But now? No focus for explanations.
That grip, that sensation—he was about to burst!
Rias finished, eyeing his state with a sultry glare.
"Geez... what do I even say, Kuroha?"
"Can't... blame me, right? Rias-senpai!"
Proving his point, the gauntlet vanished. Amid her surprised "mmph," he mauled the softness hard.
"Mmph...!"
Rias let out a weird, quivering moan, trembling.
"See? You're not listening either!"
"I-I get it... let me finish you first, then talk..."
She panted orchid breaths, pleading.
"O-Oh... okay..."
He released hastily.
Why so bold? She consented, but... girl's sacred ground...
Don't wanna wash my hands now...
Dazed in fantasy, he watched Rias lower her head slowly.
"Rias-senpai! No way!"
She just shot him an exasperated look, then parted her lips.
"Mm..."
Her wet warmth and nimble tongue's teasing sent shocks through him.
Dreaming, right? Rias-senpai's doing this...
He sensed her inexperience, but she adapted quick after a few fumbles.
Waves of pleasure built like a storm.
Twenty minutes later.
"Rias-senpai! Can't hold it!"
He tried pushing her head away.
She pinned his hands, unrelenting.
Finally, he erupted.
Rias suckled twice, then lifted up.
Her watery,媚 expression, the soft throat gulp—stabbing his heart.
"Mm... so this is the taste? Salty..."
She even gave tasting notes.
"Kuroha, my bath's not done..."
She pressed close, pouting coquettishly.
Later, he barely recalled washing her—head fuzzy, day dreamlike.
Everything but home plate? Done with Rias.
No—kissing's missing.
Board first, buy ticket later?
Dried and pajamaed, they returned to his room.
Rias sat seiza on his bed, teasing him.
"Ready to listen now?"
He nodded like a lackey, floor-seated, eager-puppy style.
She glanced amusedly.
"Once manifested, summon your Sacred Gear anywhere, anytime, by will."
"Anywhere?"
Bold idea struck. Red flash—he eyed the armored spot.
"Whoaaa! It works! Ow!"
Rias glared darkly.
"Kuroha!"
"Yes! Sorry!"
He dismissed it.
She sighed helplessly.
"Anyway, you're my servant now. Start tomorrow: hand out flyers. They have summoning circles. Strong desire calls us Devils."
"And me...?"
"You too. You summoned me."
So that's it... I really didn't wanna die...
Makes sense—dead, no today's bliss.
Fist clenched, power surged.
He thrust it skyward.
"For ecchi with Rias-senpai—let's go!"
Rias stared, stunned.
Then facepalmed in exasperation...