Chapter 48
Being a nekomata had its benefits; that, she couldn't deny, but for Koneko Toujou it had been a long time since she'd felt like they outweighed the downsides. For one thing, the fact that she was also a nekomata was what she'd feared had made her sister lose it as she had, murdering one of the devils who took them in and nearly condemning her to death. Much of the fear that had gripped her heart since that day lay in the terrifying notion that she too would succumb to that nature down the line and hurt one of the people she cared about. That wasn't the only downside to being what she was, though, as she'd learned repeatedly since moving to the Rookery.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she heard Akeno squeal from Rias' bedroom four weeks ago, making her groan and roll over.
To their credit, the harem did generally do their best to silence their room when they had sex, but sometimes, whether because Harry drove Rias to such heights of ecstasy that she lost control of the anti-sound barrier she'd set up, or because he just outlasted whatever enchantment they used, the noise bled through, and it never failed to drive her wild. She whimpered, feeling unbearable heat pool in her core as she blinked away the last vestiges of sleep. Just hearing them go at it was enough to make her feel like she was in heat, and that night was no exception.
"Fucking destroy my ass!" Akeno cried, shrieking like a banshee a moment later as Harry picked up his pace.
Koneko knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help it as she reached down under her panties, gasping in pleasure as they were peeled away from her wet flesh bit by bit. In her mind's eye, Harry either had the black-haired beauty on her hands and knees or, more impressively, held in his arms, her knees hooked around his arms as he pounded into her ass.
"Why'd he have to be so...him?" she whimpered, clasping a hand over her mouth to muffle her moans as she started rubbing her clit.
"Oui!" Fleur cried two weeks ago. "Just like zat, just like zat!"
Koneko scowled at the door, setting down the book she'd read as the Veela's voice reached her. Everyone had been out a moment ago, and so she'd taken the opportunity to curl up in her bedroom with a novel she'd borrowed from the Gremory library. Clearly Harry and Fleur had also thought the tower was empty and hadn't even bothered to try silencing their room. She'd spent long enough overhearing them go at it to know that the blonde put on her old French accent to entice Harry from time to time and rolled her eyes when she heard her again.
"You eat pussy like a god, mon amour," Fleur cried. "Fucking hell, I love your tongue."
Koneko whimpered, unable to keep that image from entering her head, and she rubbed her thighs together, feeling her insides growing hot and wet. Cursing under her breath, she put her bookmark in place and set the novel aside before flying off and quietly opening her door.
"Just leave, you fucking idiot," she thought to herself, annoyed at her own weakness. "It's a beautiful day; you could just read outside somewhere."
Of course, she knew she wasn't going to do that. She lacked the willpower to just walk away when she realized that Harry was having sex with the others. Whether it was her animal nature, as she suspected, or she was just weak, she couldn't say, but all she knew was that she was drawn to him like a moth to a flame, and when she entered the hall and saw the room that the sounds were coming from, she shuddered. They hadn't even closed the door fully, clearly believing that they were home alone.
"Wait a minute?" she thought to herself. "Can't they sense lust? She's a Veela, and he's a freaking incubus. Why would they…"
She trailed off in her own mind, realizing that she wouldn't have been even slightly horny when they started, meaning that they could easily have missed her presence, but no sooner did that thought occur to her than another did.
"They'd sure sense me now," she thought to herself, going still.
She was already sopping wet, her pussy drooling so much that her panties had grown wet in mere moments. Harry and Fleur, even as distracted as they clearly were, would have felt her presence by then, and her heart raced in her chest at that revelation. She imagined herself going to the door and peeking her head in like she so desperately wanted to, and as she fantasized about that, the fantasy grew wilder.
"My my, mon amour," Fleur purred at the sight of her in her mind. "What have we here?"
"I'd say we have a very, very naughty kitty," Harry replied, grinning ferally at her. "A naughty kitty in need of some...discipline."
"Nope, fuck this," Koneko muttered to herself, chickening out and going back into her room to grab her book so she could teleport out.
"Oh, fuck," Koneko gasped as she walked inside a week ago, smelling the scent of sex emanating from upstairs.
It wasn't so potent that a normal human would notice, at least not from the front door, but her sense of smell was far keener than that, and so, for her, it was like walking into the middle of an orgy in progress.
"Even when they remember to silence everything, I get tormented with it," Koneko thought to herself, flying upstairs.
The scent of sex grew thicker and thicker the higher she got, until she was practically swimming in it, and she gasped when she saw that the door to Rias' room was open. Like a cartoon animal floating towards the scent of fresh-baked pie, she flew towards it, too far gone to even try to convince herself to stop. Closer and closer she got until finally she was able to look inside, and what she saw when she finally did made her gasp.
"Fuck me," she thought to herself, looking at the ruined bed in the center of the room.
It hadn't been a full orgy like they normally did, and in fact, it seemed like there was only one person in the room. Luna was lying on her back, her entire body drenched in sweat and twitching as she panted for breath, staring at the ceiling with glassy, unfocused eyes.
"Wow," the blonde giggled after a moment, her voice ethereal and dreamy even for her. "Wow."
She spread her legs further, stretching them, and Koneko shuddered at the sight. Her pussy was a gaping ruin, her labia looking obscenely stretched in every direction and a dark, angry pink. An absolute river of cum was flowing out of her, soaking the sheets under her ass, and as the nekomata watched this, she felt her mouth water. She sniffed intently at the air, feeling her brain tingle as she took in the most alluring scent she'd ever come across. Part of her, a greater part than she wanted to admit, wanted nothing more than to fly right up to Luna and taste her, drinking the thick white seed leaking from her battered hole until she'd had her fill.
She was so distracted by that that she didn't feel Rias' presence behind her until she silenced the space around them both and said, "Okay, I think this has gone on long enough."
Koneko shrieked and jumped, grabbing the ceiling as she reached it and staring down at her master in shock and horror.
"Come," Rias said with finality, and Koneko sighed, flying after her as she walked towards her own bedroom and opened the door, letting them both in. "You're torturing yourself."
"I'm fine," Koneko muttered as she sat down heavily on her bed.
"It's okay to want things, Koneko," Rias sighed, sitting down next to her.
"Not for me," Koneko muttered, looking away and stiffening when she felt Rias run her fingers through her hair.
"You've been a devil for longer now than she was when she turned on them," Rias whispered. "You haven't hurt me or anyone here in all that time."
Koneko couldn't argue with that, so she stayed silent, but as Rias started gently scratching her scalp, she couldn't help but let out a gasping moan.
"If I give in to what I want, I'll start feeling things again, and I won't be able to guarantee that I won't end up hurting one of you," she muttered, clenching her eyes shut as fear made her heart race in her chest.
"You don't want to spend the next few millennia numb to the world, Koneko," Rias whispered sadly. "If you can't trust yourself, could you at least trust me? I wouldn't let you hurt me or any of the others, and you know I'm more powerful than you."
Koneko grumbled at that, but again, she couldn't refute it. Rias could destroy her easily if the two fought, and strangely enough, that fact did bring her some comfort.
"What do you suggest?" Koneko asked.
"The others have decided that my wedding night should be something for just Harry and me," Rias replied. "I haven't argued with them over it, as the sentiment is really sweet, but I've gotten rather used to sharing other girls with him, and I think I'd honestly enjoy it more if someone else was there. I also think you'd make a very nice wedding gift."
Koneko chuckled softly at that, the sheer absurdity of it getting through even her efforts to keep herself numb.
"Promise me that if I ever raise a finger to any of you, you'll kill me without hesitation," she whispered after a moment.
"Koneko…" Rias went to say.
"Without hesitation," Koneko hissed, glaring at her. "Your brother gave me my life back after the others nearly killed me, but you gave me the life I have; you gave me my name. The only way I'm dipping even a toe in normalcy again is if I have your promise that you won't let me end up like her."
Rias sighed and closed her eyes, her heart aching for her tormented rook. As she opened them, she said, "I promise that I won't let you become like Kuroka, and that if you try to harm me or any of the others, I won't hesitate to deal with you."
"Thank you," Koneko sighed, feeling like a little bit of the weight on her shoulders was lifted. "Now, what would this wedding gift entail?"
"That would depend partially on you, but I do have a couple ideas," Rias grinned.
"I must say, you managed to surprise me, my love," Harry grinned, climbing into bed and looking down at Koneko, whose golden eyes were nearly black as she stared at his rock-hard cock.
"You're so big," the nekomata shuddered. "I know you fit in with the others, but…"
"And how do you know that?" Harry asked, giving a devilish smirk that made her insides flutter. "Just from what Rias had you watch here, or is there something else you'd like to tell me?"
"I...oh, fuck," Koneko moaned as he ghosted his fingers over the flat abdomen, and even that simple touch made her feel like she was on fire. "I've been...overhearing you guys for a while. Not all the time, but when the spells you use to silence your room failed or you just forgot. I've heard all of them beg you to give them every inch of this monster and praise how it feels inside them over and over again."
"Good girl," Harry grinned, tracing a finger along the underside of one of her small breasts. Koneko gasped and mewled, already so turned on that she swore she might cum if he kept up even just that. "Being honest with me makes you a good girl, and good girls get rewarded."
Koneko's back arched slightly when he started tracing one of her nipples with his finger, and he grinned.
"So close already," Harry rumbled. "Tell me, how many times did you cum while you watched these memories and rubbed your pretty little pussy?"
"I didn't," Koneko moaned. "Rias said I couldn't, and I didn't."
"Mmm, I guess you were a very good girl, then," Rias purred, crawling next to Harry and grasping the white-haired girl's thighs. As she spread them apart, she looked at her husband and said, "Isn't she stunning?"
"Gorgeous," he replied, taking one of her legs in his hands and tracing his hand down along the calf and thigh. Koneko squirmed under his touch, spreading her legs even wider as he neared her slick cunt, only to growl when he stopped short. "You smell so fucking good too."
"Doesn't she?" Rias asked, not reacting at all to the younger girl's obvious frustration. "She's been rubbing her little pussy raw to the sound and scent of you destroying us ever since we all moved to the Rookery. The poor thing must be dying for your touch."
"Please," Koneko begged, tears forming in her eyes. "Please, touch me. It's driven me mad being around all this constant sex, living with an actual sex demon, and not being able to do anything about it."
"You could have asked me at any time," Harry grinned, pressing his lips to the soft skin of her thigh. "You're beautiful, Koneko; if you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was say the word."
"I'm beautiful?" Koneko asked incredulously. "You just married her."
"You're lovely in your own way," Rias whispered, kissing her other thigh, "and we all know that your figure would change according to your whims if you wanted it to."
"I like your tiny form, though," Harry said, his lips getting closer and closer to her steamy womanhood. "As you are, I could just pick you up and fuck the life out of you as I please. Maybe I will."
"Oh, shit," Koneko shuddered, squirming under his touch as she imagined that very thing.
She was short and thin, and while she was a little heavier than she looked, having some decent muscle on her, she knew that she weighed less than the others. In her mind's eye, she imagined him picking her up like she was nothing and just impaling her on his massive shaft, and that fantasy consumed her so completely that she didn't even notice him reaching her pussy until he gave his folds a long, slow lick with the flat of his tongue.
"Fuck!" Koneko cried, grabbing his head so quickly that she forgot to retract her claws and she gasped in horror when she realized that she'd drawn blood.
"Relax," Harry chuckled, feeling her tense as he healed the minor wounds on his scalp. "It's a compliment, really."
"Just remember to keep them in when he's fucking you later," Rias giggled. "I'd rather not be forced to have the maids clean and repair sheets soaked with blood and torn to ribbons."
She relaxed, but that was less due to their words than how impossibly good she felt as Harry started lapping at her weeping sex. She'd touched herself countless times and even conjured a toy to use so she could see what penetration felt like, but nothing she'd felt as she explored herself through the years held a candle to what his tongue felt like. The long, dexterous organ was warm and wet, and feeling it dancing through her folds, exploring her completely, was enough to drive her wild. She'd already been close before he even touched her there and so after just a minute of his exploration, she already felt herself soaring towards a blistering peak.
"So good, so good," Koneko moaned, grinding herself against his mouth as she held his head in place. "Don't stop, please don't stop!"
Stopping was the last thing Harry wanted to do just then, and not just because his head was in the grip of a girl strong enough to crush it. The looks of pleasure on her beautiful face were as intoxicating as the taste of her arousal. She'd been so closed off for as long as he'd known her, so trapped in an emotional prison of her own making, that seeing her become expressive like this was incredible.
He'd been circling her clit with the tip of his tongue for a little bit by then, experimentally flicking it over the taut little pearl now and then to see how much direct stimulation she could handle, and, with him fairly certain that she could take it well, he decided to try out something Leviathan had suggested, which he hadn't truly used yet. Focusing on his tongue, he split it in half until it was forked and then started massaging her clit with the two halves.
"What the...fuck!" Koneko cried, the pleasure radiating from her core becoming almost overwhelming. "What the hell are you even doing to me?"
"Oh, you're using the forked tongue trick," Rias commented, watching him continue to do his best to drive Koneko insane. "You're in for a real treat."
The Nekomata writhed and squirmed in pleasure, her grip on his head becoming almost painful as she felt herself barreling towards what she already knew was going to be the greatest orgasm of her life. Harry's every touch was enough to drive her mad, and he was utterly relentless in bringing her pleasure. When he pushed a couple fingers inside her and curled them upward, he quickly found a spot that made her see stars, and she screamed, grabbing the sheets above her head.
"I'm so close!" Koneko croaked. "I...I…"
She trailed off as she heard what she swore was hissing, and then the next moment, her entire world went white. Pleasure beyond her wildest dreams tore through her entire body, and she let out a wordless wail that echoed through the room. She didn't know where that hissing came from, and in that moment she barely remembered either of the names she'd gone by in life. Her whole world was ecstasy and bliss, which rocked through her in wave after soul-searing wave. How long it went on for, she couldn't say, but all she knew was that when he finally relented and pulled back, licking his lips, she could barely move a muscle.
"That...was insane," Koneko panted, staring at him with wide, unfocused eyes. "No wonder the others all look like they've been completely destroyed from time to time."
"Mmm, you look so good like this," Rias grinned, cupping one of the white-haired girl's small, perky breasts, making her shiver. "Tell Harry what you want."
"Kiss...me," Koneko whispered, and both Harry and Rias blinked.
"Oh, right," he chuckled, lying down next to her and brushing her hair out of her face. "I guess we kind of put the cart before the horse here."
"Neither one of us has ever eaten a girl out before kissing her before," Rias added, sounding amused.
Harry leaned in, his eyes locked on hers, and pressed his lips against the panting girl's softly. She froze, staring into his eyes, and slowly her arms came up to wrap around him. Her taste was nothing new to her, as she'd licked her fingers clean before, but everything else about the kiss was, and she whimpered when he kissed her again. They moved slowly and languidly, and she appreciated that, needing a little time to recover from her titanic orgasm, but as she regained her breath and her pulse slowed again, she found that she wanted more and kissed him more firmly. He grinned, having been waiting for her to relax, and pushed his tongue between her lips.
Rias watched her husband make out with her rook and smiled. Kiba still had off days, and he was far from recovered from his ordeal, but he'd shown signs of improvements, and with Gasper, she'd only started really working directly with him recently. Koneko had been the one she was most concerned about, as she'd seemed rather stuck in the unfeeling malaise that she'd intentionally forced herself into, and she dearly hoped that this would end up being the first step in her true recovery. It was also really hot to watch.
Koneko moaned into his mouth, her tongue dueling with his for dominance, and when he started grinding his full length against her sopping, wet slit, she gasped, breaking the kiss and throwing her head back.
"Holy shit, you're huge," she moaned, feeling him press against her flat, hard stomach. "You'll need to move my lungs out of the way to fit that monster inside me."
"I'm not that big," Harry chuckled, moving back onto his knees and giving her a better view of what his cock looked like lying against her. "I am going to reach very, very deep, though."
"Do it," Koneko breathed. "Break my little pussy and make it yours."
"Fuck her until she screams," Rias grinned. "No, fuck her until she purrs."
"I could, you know?" Koneko asked impishly. "If I was made very, very happy, I could actually purr."
"Well, then I know what I can't stop until I hear," Harry rumbled, fisting his cock and brushing her taut, pink nether lips with the head.
He gazed into her eyes, looking for even the slightest hint of hesitation, and found none. This, he knew, was something she'd secretly wanted for quite a while. Being an incubus, he could sense the desires of others, and Koneko's pent-up lust had been rolling off of her in waves all summer. He didn't know what Rias had said to get her to stop denying herself, but he figured that he'd learn soon enough and had other, far more pleasant things to focus on just then. Finding her drooling opening with ease, he carefully lined himself up and thrust forward, making her eyes go wide as saucers.
"Oh!" Koneko gasped, feeling her insides stretch to take him.
"How does he feel, Koneko?" Rias asked, running her fingers through the other girl's hair.
"So big," Koneko breathed. "I can't believe how much that's burning."
"It's a good burn, though, isn't it?" Rias asked, and Koneko nodded. "That feeling of being stretched open by Harry's fat cock is incredible. You never get fully used to it, by the way."
"I...believe that," Koneko grunted, feeling as Harry pushed another inch of his shaft inside her.
"You're tight as a closed fist," Harry groaned, and she laughed.
"I'm smaller than anyone you've ever had, and you're as big as my damn forearm," Koneko giggled. "Of course, I'm tight, dumbass."
Rias looked at her in shock, as much for the fact that she'd laughed as for what she'd said, while Harry burst out laughing.
"I guess you're right," he replied, kissing her again.
She returned the kiss hungrily, happy for a distraction from just how much her insides were burning from the stretch. As he fucked her slowly, sinking more and more of his cock inside her every time he thrust forward, she felt things she hadn't since her sister went mad. Closing herself off from her emotions had been something she'd done originally to stop feeling the pain and rage she felt at Kuroka and then a defensive mechanism to stop her from ever going down the same path. It had worked for her, despite Rias' repeated efforts to get her top stop it, until the living embodiment of sex started sleeping a few doors down from her, driving her nuts.
"I finally see what the others are so obsessed with," Koneko shivered, burying her face in the crook of Harry's neck as she ran her fingers down along his back.
"You don't," Rias grinned, still watching intently. "Not yet, anyway."
"You're taking me so well," Harry whispered in her ear. "You're such a good girl."
Koneko whimpered, feeling her insides clench at his words as she muttered, "Why does that affect me so much?"
"It's a kink," Harry replied. "I've reached a point as an incubus where I can kind of instinctively understand what makes someone tick, provided I focus on them enough."
"Between that, your looks, your tongue, and this cock, none of us stand a chance at all, do we?" Koneko sighed, and he chuckled.
"I'm not planning on seducing every woman in the world, Koneko," Harry replied.
"No, but there will be others," Rias grinned, embracing him from behind and pressing her large, full breasts against his back as she nibbled on his earlobe.
"You're actually alright with this," Koneko marveled and she chuckled.
"I love it," Rias admitted. "I have no interest in other guys, but I've always been very, very bisexual, and if Harry and I can seduce other girls into our harem, I'm more than happy to have them."
"And soon enough, you might have other worlds to recruit in too," Koneko said flatly, shaking her head at the absurdity of it.
"I doubt, even if we manage to access other worlds, that we'd find anyone we were interested in who was willing to join this madness, much less leave their entire world behind to follow us home," Harry chuckled. "We do want to find and seize this quintessence if we can, as making a Philosopher's Stone might help us heal Sebastian Delacour, but I can't think of much else that would be too critical. Gnarl certainly doesn't want to return to his world."
"Letting us make more crystals for the evil pieces could be fun too," Rias grinned. "Robbing the Agareses of their monopoly would be the perfect revenge against my aunt for that lust potion stunt she pulled. I'd also like to try and find the world that the Master-Servant Contract comes from if possible, if only to see how the demons of that world differ from us devils."
"How the hell am I even taking all of this?" Koneko asked, her eyes going wide as saucers when she looked down and saw a visible bump in her lower abdomen. She reached down and palmed it, realizing that she was seeing what she thought she was. "Your dick's so big I can actually see it inside me."
"Yeah, Harry has that effect on us," Rias grinned, licking her lips when she saw that his hips had come to rest against Koneko's pert ass, his length buried completely inside her. "Fuck her, Harry, fuck her until she screams your name and purrs like a happy kitten."
"Do it," Koneko begged. "Fuck, you already feel so good."
Harry grinned, pulling most of his length from her depth before thrusting back inside. Koneko threw her head back and moaned, barely able to believe just how intense everything felt. She'd figured sex had to feel good, given how obsessed most people were with it, but she'd never thought it would be quite like this.
"You feel like you're splitting me in half!" she cried, her nails raking down his back as he hit something inside her that made her see stars. "More, more!"
"You heard the girl," Rias breathed, feeling her juices run down her thighs as the show before her turned her cunt to a sweltering fountain. "Give her more! She's a rook, which means she's very durable, but I'm sure you can make her limp anyway."
"Do it!" Koneko screamed, feeling herself soar towards another peak. "Fucking break me!"
"Shit," Harry grunted, feeling her already tight tunnel clench hard around him.
She was rocking herself against him, desperately chasing her pleasure, and he found he loved how wild she was. Having her ride him later was sure to be quite fun, but for now, he wanted nothing more than to pound her into the bed, something that she seemed to want just as much. As her eyes started rolling back, the pressure in her core becoming almost too much for her to bear, he looked down at her breasts and smiled. Every other girl he'd been with, even Hermione and Luna in the beginning, had had breasts large enough that when he took them on their backs, they jiggled. Koneko's breasts were so small that they barely did at all, and he found he liked the contrast. He palmed the small mounds, and she mewled at the feeling of his hands touching her sensitive nipples.
"I'm going to have you on or against every surface in this room before the night's done," Harry growled, leaning in and capturing one of her pebbled pink peaks with his lips.
"Do it!" Koneko moaned. "Don't stop until I...I...YES!"
She squealed as she came, and he grinned ferally, picking up his pace even further. Her spasming tunnel massaged his length so strongly that he knew damn well if he were human, he would have cum right there, but he was an incubus now, and that meant that if he wanted to fuck her until she forgot her own name, he had no reason to fear that he couldn't do just that.
"So...good," Koneko panted a couple hours later, the words barely audible through her purring.
Harry looked down at her and sighed happily, feeling proud and content in a way he seldom had before he met Rias. His cock was still hard as steel, the head purple; it was so engorged with blood, despite the fact that he'd cum more than once while he was fucking the beautiful nekomata, and the sight of his copious loads pouring out of her gaping quim as she lay on her back, twitching and nearly mindless, made him throb with need.
"My perfect stud," Rias purred, embracing him from behind and cupping his cheek. She turned his head towards her and kissed him hungrily, her desire almost palpable after watching all that. "My incubus, my love, my husband."
"I must admit this isn't how I expected our wedding night to go," Harry chuckled, turning around and pulling her into his embrace.
"Are you complaining?" Rias asked.
"Not at all," Harry grinned. "I just figured it would be you alone I was going to leave in that state."
"You're still more than capable of reducing me to a mindless mess like you did her," Rias purred, wrapping a hand around his soaked cock. Looking at Koneko and seeing that she'd passed out, she added, "If you are a little tired after all that, though, I'd be more than happy to be on top to start."
"I love you," Harry whispered, kissing her softly.
He lay down next to Koneko, and Rias flew over him, picking up his cock and sinking down onto it in one smooth motion.
"I will never tire of this feeling," the redhead moaned. "You fill me up so perfectly, baby."
"You feel fucking amazing," Harry grunted as she started riding him. "You are amazing."
"So are you," Rias smiled. "That girl has been through so much and has felt like she had to keep herself closed off for so long, and I think tonight, you helped her take the first step out of that mire of fear and depression. I love you all the more for that."
She picked up her pace, riding him harder and faster, and groaned at the feeling of her tight tunnel milking him. Her control over her inner muscles was great, and the way that she squeezed around him each time she pulled up and relaxed when she sank back down was maddeningly good.
"Was that why you felt it had to be tonight?" Harry asked, checking to make sure that Koneko was asleep before continuing. "Did you think she'd accept the idea more easily if you made it out to be a wedding gift for me?"
"It just kind of happened that way," Rias replied. "I can't say I'm not happy that it did."
She kissed him tenderly, and he returned it in kind, his arms wrapping around her and holding her tight. Everything that had happened to him in the last year had brought him to this moment, and he couldn't be happier about that. When his name came out of the Goblet of Fire last October, he'd felt for a while like his life was over, like he was doomed, and he wished he could go back and tell his younger self that not only was it all going to work out, but he'd end up genuinely grateful that it had happened. As she pushed him back, holding onto his shoulders for support, he smiled lovingly up at her, and she sighed.
"What are you thinking?" Rias asked.
"This has been the best year of my life," Harry replied, "and it was all thanks to you."
"I had a little help," Rias chuckled, and he joined in.
"True, but still," Harry replied. "Had I summoned anyone else, who knows what path my life would have taken? I meant every word that I said back there."
"So did I," Rias whispered, not trusting her voice as emotion gripped her throat. "Ahh!"
She'd found the right angle to have him hit one of her deep spots, and she maintained it, moaning and crying out every time she lowered herself down onto him. Her breasts bounced on her chest with her every movement, and she almost laughed at how hypnotized he looked by the sight. He'd been gripping her hips since she pushed him onto his back, and as he felt her start to flutter around his length, he moved them upward along her sides until he was able to grasp her massive mounds.
"Just like that," Rias cried, her pleasure mounting as he kneaded her breasts and rolled her nipples between his fingers and thumbs.
They were just as heavy and perfect as they'd been the first time they slept together, and he doubted that he'd ever tire of feeling them in his hands. She picked up her pace again, rolling her hips as fast as she could, and he knew she had to be close. Craning his head, he captured one of her pebbled nipples between his teeth, grazing it lightly, and brought his free hand down to stroke her throbbing clit.
"Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck!" Rias cried, racing towards her orgasm, and when she heard him start to hiss, she shrieked.
"Cum for me, darling," Harry hissed, his tongue vibrating against her nipple in a way that felt almost orgasmic. "Cum for me, my beautiful wife."
"HARRY!" Rias screamed, cumming hard, and he grinned as she collapsed in his arms, writhing in pleasure.
He hugged her to him, continuing to thrust up into her quivering quim as she convulsed in pleasure against him, waiting until she stopped to roll her onto her back. She gazed up at him lovingly, her blue eyes nearly black with lust yet brimming with affection, and he brushed her crimson hair out of her face, cupping her cheeks.
"Love...you," Rias panted.
"I love you too," Harry replied, kissing her tenderly.
"Fucking hell, you're still going?" Koneko asked, blinking the sleep from her eyes and staring at them in surprise.
"He does...keep all of us...happy," Rias panted, and she shrugged.
"Right," she sighed. "Well, I'm going to leave you two to it. Have fun, and congrats again."
Harry was about to ask if she could even walk when she flew up, grabbed her clothes, got dressed, and left the room.
"I think we might need further therapy sessions with her," Rias mused, making him snort.
"Is that what we're calling it now?" Harry asked. "I fear I'm not a qualified doctor."
"Perhaps not, but you're very good at making us feel better," Rias grinned. "Just now, Doctor, I have an ache deep, deep inside me that I fear only a very special kind of massage can cure."
"Do you?" Harry asked. "That sounds terrible. I think there are a couple things I could try to fix it."
"I put myself in your hands," Rias replied, laughing as he started fucking her with long, hard strokes. For the rest of the night, they never left each other's arms, neither one willing to stop until they couldn't move a muscle.
"Oh, just like the stage in the Stone process," Luna murmured to herself a few days later.
"What?" Hermione asked, looking up from her fifth round of making sure that everything she needed was in her mokeskin pouch, which she'd transfigured to look like a book bag, to see what the blonde was talking about. "What's that?"
"Hmm?" Luna asked, stuffing the book in her own bag. "Oh, just the first volume of a neat-looking comic book series I found in the library."
"Ah," Hermione nodded.
"I'm telling you, Sirius, it will be fine," Harry chuckled as he walked downstairs.
"You and Hermione haven't been to a muggle school since you were ten, and Luna's never been to one," Sirius said. "I'm just saying that I think you're underestimating what a change this will be."
"Our tutoring sessions through the summer were highly productive," Hermione argued.
"Yeah, Agrippa's a really good teacher," Luna smiled.
"I checked as well, and I'm fairly certain that they'll do fine," Rias said, flying down along the steps and kissing Harry softly.
"If they have any trouble, Rias and I will be here to help," Akeno added.
"As will Koneko and I," Kiba murmured, finishing his tea. "Shall we get going?"
"I think we're all ready," Rias replied, "and it isn't like we couldn't just slip away and teleport out if we forgot anything."
"Good," Harry smiled, taking her hand in his. "Oh, where's Fleur?"
"She said something about an interview," Sirius replied, and Rias' lips twitched, something that didn't go unnoticed by Harry.
"You know something, don't you?" he asked.
"You'll see soon enough," Rias replied. "Come."
"Later, Sirius," Harry called out, and the rest of them followed suit as they left with him.
"Where are they all going?" Gnarl asked, ascending from the basement where he'd been inspecting the minion hives.
"Off to school," Sirius replied.
"Oh, right," Gnarl muttered, shaking his head. "I had hoped to go over a few things with the Dark One, but it can wait."
"If you're bored, we could play poker," Sirius murmured.
"Does that game involve fire-pokers? Because if so…" Gnarl grinned.
"No, no, it's a card game," Sirius replied. "It's a muggle thing Harry's mother, Lily, taught me and a few of our friends back in school. It's apparently a major thing with them and a big part of multiple gambling rings that can be downright evil."
"Evil, you say?" Gnarl asked, scratching his beard. "Very well, I suppose I have time to kill."
"You know, it occurs to me that I've lived in this town for two months and barely seen any of it," Harry chuckled as they walked through the streets of Kuoh.
"We were busy with one thing or another all through the summer," Rias sighed.
"That's all over now, though," Akeno said. "I'm sure we could...give you a tour soon enough."
"Why did you say it like that?" Kiba asked, confused.
"Because she means both see the sights and screw Harry in them," Koneko explained, and the blonde boy blushed heavily, realizing that that had been rather obvious from her tone.
Hermione rolled her eyes as Luna smiled and Rias chuckled, looking down at the prototype ring on her finger.
"How did that one work out?" Harry asked, noticing what she was looking at.
"I had to scale back the enchantments to the point that it became useless for my purposes, but I think I learned a few things from making this one that might help me with the real one down the line," Hermione replied.
"Are you going to keep it as a simple golden band like that?" Luna asked.
"Probably," Hermione replied. "I've considered taking inspiration from the descriptions of Nenya, Vilya, or Narya, but, given the reason I'm making them in the first place, part of me thinks I should just take inspiration from the One Ring."
"How are you handling all of that?" Kiba asked. "You seemed very reluctant to begin with."
"I'm choosing, for the sake of my sanity, to view it as a responsibility I've taken on," Hermione replied. "The last of the house-elves will revert to being minions again soon enough, from what we've seen, so I expect their families to either kick them out or for things to go very poorly there in the coming weeks. One way or another, the lot of them will be under my care soon enough."
"The headlines written about them finding that douchenozzle's body were pretty funny," Koneko said, and they all chuckled.
They had finally disposed of Diarmid Lynch's corpse a couple days ago, dumping it in the Thames, and he'd been found quite quickly. Thanks to the stasis charms, he didn't appear any worse for wear than he'd been when he was first killed, something that made Hermione realize that investigating homicides in the magical world had to be someone harder than it was in the muggle world. As far as anyone could tell, he'd been killed a few minutes before he was unceremoniously dumped, rather than a few weeks, and she couldn't fathom how difficult it would be to find someone's killer if you had no way of ever truly knowing when or where they were killed.
"It's nice that I finally get to wear this uniform," Luna murmured as they drew close to the school. "You two were kind enough to get me one ages ago, and I only wore it once. I love how much of my legs it shows off."
"It's something alright," Hermione chuckled, looking down at herself. "I'm glad you lot managed to completely eliminate my sense of shame, or I might not have been comfortable in it."
"Kuoh was an all-girl's school until not long ago, and the population still skews quite female, so you won't have much reason to question how you look," Akeno replied. "It looks very, very good on you at any rate."
"Thank you," Hermione grinned at her. "Is there anyone I should be wary of? I know no one there could hurt me, but still."
"There are three total assholes that I'll point out as soon as I spot them," Koneko replied flatly. "They're harmless but annoying and total creeps besides. If you get an excuse to kick one of one them in the balls, please take it and show me the memory."
"They're that bad?" Harry asked.
"I've always thought they were kind of funny," Akeno chuckled. "You can tell that they totally chose Kuoh because of its reputation as a mostly female school, thinking that they'd drown in pussy just by virtue of attending, except that they're all utterly hopeless with girls. I've teased them all to the point they passed out before."
"Teased how?" Harry asked, his eyes narrowing, and she smirked at him.
"Just some breathy words and an undone button or two," Akeno giggled. "It doesn't take much with those three, trust me."
"Rias!" Sona called out as she spotted them, and the crimson-haired beauty beamed at her.
"Sona, hi," Rias replied, hugging her. "I'm not surprised you're already here."
"Fleur's settled in nicely as the school nurse," Sona replied, "though her take on the uniform was a little...much."
"Fleur's working here?" Harry asked.
"Fleur's dressed as a slutty nurse?" Luna asked, excited.
"Is Fleur even qualified?" Hermione asked.
"She's more than capable of tending to anything she might come across here," Rias replied. "As for her credentials, well...such things are easy enough to take care of."
"I'm sure she'll be fine," Sona replied. "You said you already checked out your club room to make sure everything was in order, right?"
"A couple weeks ago," Rias replied. Looking at Harry, she said, "You want to see it?"
"I'd love to," Harry replied, bringing her hand to his and pressing his lips against her knuckles.
"That's the guy," a random girl breathed.
"He's so tall!" her friend gushed. "I hear he's from someone in Northern Europe, like Rias."
"None of us ever had a chance, did we?" one boy grumbled.
Rias cocked an eyebrow at Sona, who rolled her eyes, saying, "You know I don't do gossip unless it's with you. You can blame our new nurse for word of your 'engagement' spreading."
She'd already told Harry that they were going to tell everyone they were engaged rather than married to avoid the inevitable questions about how that was even possible.
"They were going to learn soon enough," Rias shrugged. "Doesn't mean I won't spank our little gossip for it later."
"She'll love that!" Luna exclaimed, and Sona shook her head.
"Anyway, I need to coordinate with Tsubaki on the start-of-year festivities, so excuse me," she said, turning around and heading down the hall.
"Our club room's up here," Rias replied, leading the way.
As they made their way through the school, more and more people commented on him, and Harry sighed, saying, "I'm never going to go anywhere where I'm not the center of attention, am I?"
"You're foreign, at least half a foot taller than the other guys here, and 'engaged' to one of the most desired girls in school," Kiba pointed out. "This was inevitable."
"Well, when you put it that way," Harry chuckled. "I guess you drew your fair share of looks when you got here."
"Yeah, I'm not just foreign but also blonde," Kiba chuckled. "The exotic factor wore off after a bit."
"It's just not fair, dude," one boy, standing by a window at the end of the hall that all three had clearly been looking through earlier, complained to his two friends, who were also glaring at Harry. "How the hell were we ever supposed to compete with a guy like that?"
"He is rather...large," a shorter boy with glasses bemoaned. "Still, it's not like any of us were ever going to date Rias Gremory, and with her snagging him up, that means the others are still free, like Koneko."
They were speaking quietly enough that no human could have heard them, but for the devils, they might as well have been right next to them.
"Those are the three I mentioned before," Koneko scowled.
"The one with the shaved head is named Matsuda, the one wearing glasses is Motohama, and the one who looks like he wants to kill you is Issei," Akeno explained. "Like I say, they're more entertaining than anything else."
"What does she see in him?" Issei muttered.
"Yeah, I mean, other than the height, the looks, and I'm going to guess the money, he's just like us," Motohama replied sarcastically, earning a glare from Issei.
"I know what will cheer us up, guys," Matsuda said. When the other two turned to look at him he grinned, reached into his bag, and pulled out a book, exclaiming, "My brand new hentai manga!"
That part was said loudly enough for everyone to hear, and as the other two looked down at the book in his hands like it was the Philosopher's Stone, several passersby just looked at them in disgust.
"Are those guys fucking for real?" Harry asked, perplexed by how the three of them were behaving in public.
"I suspect if they were, they wouldn't be such chodes," Koneko replied dryly, and he snorted.
"Not what I meant, but you're likely not wrong," Harry chuckled, and the group continued on their way.
As they walked through these hallways, they came across a group of girls, one of whom looked him up and down appraisingly as she spotted him, smirking to herself. As he drew close, she adjusted her glasses, her eyes lowering along his body, and she choked on her own spit, her eyes going wide as saucers.
"Aika?" one of her friends asked.
"T...t...t..." she stammered, fainting in shock.
"Is the school just like this?" Harry asked, looking in confusion at Rias, who adjusted the collar of her black shoulder cape, looking embarrassed.
They managed to make it to the clubhouse without any further delays, and Rias sighed happily as she looked around.
"Make yourselves at home," she grinned, taking her usual seat. "Officially, this is the meeting room of the Occult Research Club, the extracurricular group that we're all part of."
"Unofficially, it's a conveniently close place to meet during the day," Hermione nodded.
"And after school," Akeno replied. "Every day after class, we'll meet here."
"For what?" Luna asked.
"To go over something that I've been rather negligent in educating you all on: contracts and other devilish business," Rias replied. "Normally, I'd have started you all on that the day after you were turned, but this summer was so hectic and busy that I put it off."
"We're going to start making contracts of our own now, then?" Luna asked.
"You are," Rias replied. "I...oh, good timing."
"Hello, all," Fleur purred as she walked in, closing the door behind her.
"Oh, wow," Harry breathed, looking her up and down.
She wasn't wearing the healer's robes that Madam Pomfrey had worn the whole time they were at Hogwarts, nor was she wearing the scrubs that modern nurses would. Instead, she was wearing a very stereotypical white and red getup that hugged her perfect body wonderfully.
"Well, I guess you won't have to treat anyone here for erectile dysfunction," Hermione quipped, making Konoko snort.
"I would be very surprised if I did," Fleur purred, sitting in Harry's lap. "What do you think, mon amour?"
"I think if I make it to the end of the day without bending you over your desk, I'll deserve a medal," Harry growled, kissing her hungrily.
"You can fuck Fleur later, Harry," Rias chuckled, lifting the Veela out of his lap with a wave of her hand and setting her in another chair and earning a pout from her that nearly made her laugh out loud. "Harry, you've already gotten a contract, but the rest of you haven't, and I'm hoping that will change for each of you in the coming days. My familiar is hard at work giving out summoning papers for people to use when they want to call on one of us for a favor, and now that life is relatively back to normal for all of us, I'm going to start sending you out to make contracts."
"Agrippa went into detail about them," Luna said. "We just go, see what they want, what they're willing to pay for it, say no if they offer their souls, and try to fulfill their wishes."
"Precisely," Rias nodded.
"If they want something that we don't think we could fulfill but which we think another devil could, do we refer them or what?" Hermione asked.
"You don't need to turn every visit into a contract, and if what someone wants is entirely impossible or just not something you're willing to do, you should tell them that," Rias replied. "If you think that someone else would be better suited to the task in question, you can tell them that you'll look into it and then tell me later on, and we'll work together to see what we can do."
"It sounds rather straightforward," Fleur nodded. "I imagine we'll have to tell most of them that we don't do sexual favors."
"Not as much as you think," Akeno replied, shaking her head. "More often than not, people who summon devils have problems a little more dire than needing to get off."
"Like I did," Harry replied. "Of course my case isn't the best example of that, in truth."
They all laughed at that, including Koneko, which drew Harry's attention to her. The nekomata hadn't come back for more just yet, and while he and Rias had told the others about her, she'd made it clear that she didn't want any of them bringing it up to their latest lover until she did. She did seem a little more relaxed than she had before, though, as though letting herself give in to her desires for a night had helped her let go of at least a little of her fear of herself. Still, he knew that it would take a while longer for her to truly progress past her trauma and hoped that he'd be able to help her through it bit by bit.
"Oh, that's those three from before," Luna murmured, looking out the window. "What are they doing?"
"Hmm?" Akeno asked, floating over to see what she'd spotted. Sure enough, Motohama, Matsuda, and Issei were all crowded around a very specific spot in the wall outside, and she giggled when she realized what it was. "Oh, one of the sports clubs must have met here really early today. The perverts are spying on the girls' change room again."
"What?!" Hermione exclaimed, flying over and glaring when she saw what they were doing. "That's disgusting."
"Why is there a hole in the wall of the girl's change room anyway?" Harry asked. "Surely something that obvious would have been fixed over the summer."
"I'll fix it later," Hermione muttered, still angry. "Though, for now..."
She reached out to the three of them with her magic and smirked as they all started sneezing. The noise they made alerted the girls in the changing room, who investigated the source as all three perverts backed away in horror. What followed was a very entertaining display as the horde of angry girls quickly got dressed and ran outside to confront them.
"Oh, it was the kendo club," Rias chuckled. "How deeply unfortunate for the perverts."
The entire club watched on, deeply amused as the girls, wielding bamboo practice swords, chased down and beat the three peeping Toms.
"Well, disgusted as I still am by their peeping, and rest assured, I will be fixing that wall myself, I must admit, Akeno, I do see why you find them so amusing," Hermione chuckled. "If they so much as try to look under my skirt, though, I'm unleashing the minions on them."
"Fair," Rias smiled, happy to see how much the brunette had really come into her own over the summer. As much fun as she'd had that summer, she was glad to be back in Kuoh for the year, and with Harry actually being with her and not in another country five thousand miles away, she just knew that this year was going to be a good one.
"Well, I must say I like what you've done with the place," Raynare grinned as she looked around the abandoned church.
"I always did have a flair for interior design," Mittelt replied haughtily, making Kalawarna roll her eyes.
"How did your little scouting trip go?" the blue-haired angel asked.
"Well, this town is every bit as boring as Mittelt said," Raynare replied, not reacting as the blonde preened, "which suits our purposes perfectly. Once everything's set up and the little nun has arrived, we can test out the ritual."
"Speaking of the nun, she missed her connecting flight in Shanghai, and so her arrival has been delayed...again," Dohnaseek muttered. "I could just go grab her if you like."
"No," Raynare replied. "We don't have everything in place for the ritual yet, and her continuing struggle to reach us amuses me."
"Did you manage to check out the other reason we're here?" Kalawarna asked, and Raynare grinned.
"Reports of his worthlessness don't seem to have been exaggerated," she replied. "I think I'll take a closer look just to make sure that there's nothing at all useful about him, and once I'm satisfied about that, I'll gut him and be done with it. There's no need to rush that, though."
"I know that tone, Raynare," Dohnaseek chuckled. "What do you have in mind?"
"I think I'll take the form of an innocent, beautiful young girl," Raynare replied, her voice growing higher and higher in pitch with each word as she conjured an illusion around herself. Before their eyes, she grew shorter and younger-looking, and the cruelty in her violet eyes was replaced with a downright comical degree of innocence.
"Go to him dressed like that and he'll cum in his pants," Mittelt chuckled.
"I was thinking something more innocent anyway," Raynare replied, undoing the illusion.
"Did you see much of the devils' presence here while you were out?" Dohnaseek asked, and she nodded.
"I did," Raynare replied. "They should be avoided if at all possible. Half the reason we're here is to keep a low profile while we test out Lord Azazel's ritual. I don't want them interfering at all."
"Understood," Dohnaseek nodded, and she smiled, looking around the abandoned church.
The others had done well in fixing it up for their short stay, and the idea of using this place dedicated to the one who had rejected her for failing to live up to his impossible standard as the staging ground for her attempt to steal from him was just delicious. After all, the sacred gears were God's favorite pet project and something that, even centuries after the end of the Great War, continued to be distributed according to his will and system. Once she had proof that they could all take whatever Sacred Gears they liked from the humans they were wasted on, the Fallen Angels would become a force capable of crushing both the other factions once and for all.
"I think I'll arrange a meeting with the young pervert tomorrow," she murmured, looking out up at the beautifully clear sky above them through the window. "I don't have to kill him so soon, but it wouldn't hurt to introduce myself."