Chapter 195: Awakening
Whether it was due to her strength or the inherent constitution of a demon, the red-haired beauty quickly adapted to the immense dragon after the pain of her deflowering. Simply relying on the natural contractions of her floral passage was no longer enough to satisfy her escalating desires.
A fire was kindling deep within her core, a desperate, primal need that demanded to be fed. The initial sting had melted away, replaced by a throbbing, empty ache that only the fullness he provided could soothe.
Panting softly, Rias worked hard to sway her hips, eager to experience more of the unprecedented pleasure.
Each movement was a lesson in sensation, a discovery of a new erogenous zone she never knew she possessed. Her world had narrowed to this bed, to the feeling of him stretching her, filling her, completing her.
The red-haired demon girl gradually quickened her pace, the tender, soft walls of her floral passage repeatedly rubbed by the dragon. The folds within stretched and tightened with each thrust, and every time the dragon's head struck the soft entrance to her womb, it sent shivers of pleasure through her entire body.
A symphony of wet, slapping sounds filled the room, a lewd rhythm accompanying their frantic coupling. Her breath hitched every time the thick crown of his manhood kissed her deepest, most sensitive point, sending electric sparks dancing behind her eyelids.
After just a few dozen movements, Rias, still new to such sensations, let out a seductive moan. Her delicate toes curled, and her beautiful eyes grew dazed as she trembled and convulsed against Haruto.
"Oh, gods... Haruto... I'm... I'm coming!"
The climax crashed over her without warning, a tidal wave of pure, unadulterated ecstasy that made her see stars. Her inner walls clamped down on his shaft in a series of violent, milking spasms, desperately trying to draw out his seed.
After a brief rest, Rias straightened her upper body once more, twisting her slender waist to begin a second round.
The aftershocks of her orgasm still rippled through her, making her limbs feel like jelly, but the coiling heat in her belly was already building again, more insistent than before. She was addicted to the feeling.
To achieve her goal, she needed Haruto's essence to enter her body. Knowing her techniques were lacking, she could only make up for it with effort.
She rode him with renewed determination, her hips rolling in a clumsy but earnest rhythm. The slick friction was maddening, each descent sending jolts of pleasure so intense they bordered on pain.
As time passed, Rias's movements grew more practiced. Her slender hands no longer pressed against Haruto's chest, relying solely on the strength of her waist to rise and fall.
Her confidence grew with each passing moment. She learned the angles that made her gasp and the depths that made her whimper, her body moving on instinct, seeking its own pleasure.
Her freed hands followed the urges of her body, now gently teasing the pink buds atop her full breasts, now caressing the outline of her lower abdomen, stretched taut by the massive dragon.
Her fingertips traced the slight bulge in her lower stomach, a visible proof of his immense size buried deep within her. The sensation was profoundly erotic, a constant reminder of their intimate connection.
"Haruto... I can't hold back... I'm going to cum again!"
A second, more powerful orgasm began to coil tightly in her womb, threatening to shatter her completely. Her movements became erratic, her breath catching in ragged sobs.
The red-haired demon girl let out a plaintive cry as her sexy, fiery body collapsed weakly. The soft flesh within her floral passage spasmed repeatedly, gripping and sucking at the dragon, while the tender entrance to her womb parted slightly, like a small mouth sucking at the tip of the dragon's head.
She screamed his name into the crook of his neck, her body convulsing violently as the peak ripped through her. Her channel fluttered and clenched around him like a velvet fist, and for a breathtaking moment, she felt the very mouth of her womb open and suckle greedily at the tip of his cock.
After Rias had climaxed four times, Haruto was finally milked dry by her somewhat unskilled movements.
Her relentless, hungry movements had pushed him to his limit. The pressure built at the base of his spine, a familiar, urgent tension that could no longer be contained.
The dragon throbbed violently several times, its head swelling abruptly as thick, scalding milky essence surged into the narrow slit of her flower palace.
With a guttural groan, he felt his release erupt, a hot, powerful torrent that painted the deepest part of her with his seed. The feeling of his pulsing member unloading inside her was utterly intoxicating.
"It's so deep! You're filling me up! I'm... I'm cumming with you!"
The scalding flood triggered an instantaneous, mind-shattering response from her overstimulated body. It was too much, yet not enough, pushing her into a state of continuous, overwhelming pleasure.
Rias seemed to reach climax again. As Haruto released, her body trembled intensely, her inner walls spasming from the peak of pleasure, clamping down tightly on the dragon as they continuously contracted and writhed. The powerful suction seemed determined to drain every last drop of Haruto's essence.
Her back arched off the bed, a silent scream on her lips as her insides violently milked his shaft for every last drop. The intense contractions seemed to pull the very essence from his soul, a perfect, symbiotic union.
At that moment, a pale blue glow emerged around Haruto's body, and his calm magical energy suddenly began flowing autonomously.
[Acquired Talent: Devil Bloodline]
With the sound of the notification, under the effect of the complete devil bloodline, Haruto's magical energy easily reached the level of an Ultimate-Class Devil.
Riding the wave from his breakthrough in strength, Haruto finally succeeded in sensing the existence of his physical body.
Rias stared intently at Haruto, sensing his aura becoming more profound and mysterious, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice.
Even in her spent and boneless state, a thrill of triumph coursed through her. She had done it. She had brought him back, and in doing so, they had both become something more.
It worked! She had truly helped Haruto break through!
After the effects of the complete devil bloodline subsided, the boost from their dual cultivation—especially Rias' primordial yin energy—caused Haruto's magical energy to grow significantly again.
Guided by that faint connection, he channeled all his magical energy and thrust it fiercely against the invisible barrier between his soul and body. The residual sealing energy, born from a fortunate coincidence, dissipated without a trace like melting snow.
As that energy vanished, Haruto's soul consciousness naturally merged back into his body.
The turbulent magical energy gradually calmed down, and under Rias' delighted gaze, Haruto slowly opened his eyes.
"President... Rias, you've worked hard."
The first thing he saw was her face, flushed with exertion and passion, her beautiful eyes glistening with unshed tears of relief and joy. The feel of her, warm and wet and still wrapped tightly around him, was the most real thing he had ever experienced.
Haruto tightly embraced the red-haired beauty atop him, gazing into her tear-glazed beautiful eyes as he comforted, "It's alright now. I'm back."
He held her close, his hands stroking her sweaty back, feeling the frantic beat of her heart against his chest. He was home.
Rias wrapped her arms around Haruto and whispered in his ear, "I'll let it slide this time, but don't you dare do something like this again."
Her voice was a husky, affectionate murmur, filled with the vulnerability she only showed to him. She clung to him as if she were afraid he would vanish again.
"Mm."
Haruto had managed to escape safely this time, but if such a situation occurred again, no one could guarantee he'd be so fortunate.
If he wasn't careful, Haruto might have been trapped forever within the Sacred Gear, keeping the Red Dragon Emperor company.
The two held each other warmly, neither speaking further.
In the comfortable silence, their bodies remained joined, a intimate tether that spoke louder than words. The air was thick with the scent of their lovemaking, a heady perfume of sex, sweat, and satisfaction.
The tender, beautiful atmosphere lasted for several minutes, until the little Haruto inside Rias grew restless again.
Despite their recent, powerful release, the embers of desire were quickly stoked back into a flame. Still buried deep within her warm, slick depths, he began to harden and swell once more, a testament to her irresistible allure and his demonic-enhanced stamina.
Haruto breathed in Rias' unique fragrance, feeling her soft, delicate skin, and gently laid her flat on the bed.
"Rias, this time it's my turn to make you feel good."
His voice was a low, possessive growl that sent a fresh shiver of anticipation down her spine. He wanted to worship every inch of her, to repay her for her efforts with unbearable pleasure.
The red-haired devil beauty closed her eyes, her pretty face slightly flushed as she sought Haruto's kiss.
"Haruto... hold me."
It was both a plea and a surrender. She was completely his, body and soul, and she welcomed whatever he wished to give her.
"Rias..."
Gazing at the charming, adorable beauty before him, Haruto felt a surge of emotion in his heart, no longer able to suppress his burning passion.
He lowered his head and fiercely captured Rias' lips, sucking hard on her small, agile tongue.
The kiss was not gentle; it was a claiming. It was full of hunger, gratitude, and a raw, primal need that mirrored the joining of their bodies below.
Rias had no experience with kissing, but she instinctively responded to Haruto. Their tongues intertwined, continuously exchanging each other's saliva.
She met his passion with her own, her tongue dancing with his, learning the rhythm of his desire. The taste of him was intoxicating, and she drank him in, moaning softly into his mouth.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Following the intense kiss, as expected, a silvery strand of saliva connected their mouths.
Haruto had no time to wipe the corner of his mouth, so he licked his lips and softly spoke to Rias beneath him, "Rias, I'm going to start moving."
He shifted his hips slightly, a subtle movement that made her gasp as he rubbed against a particularly sensitive spot deep inside her. She was so exquisitely tight and wet, a silken glove molded perfectly to his shape.
Haruto and Rias had never separated, whether it was the dragon or the soft, tender flower valley—both were now fully prepared.
Rias wrapped her arms around Haruto's neck, her long, beautiful legs hooking around his sturdy waist.
She locked her ankles at the small of his back, pulling him deeper, opening herself to him completely. Her body was a canvas, and he was the artist, ready to paint it with pleasure once more.
"Haruto, love me."
Her command was a whisper, but it held the weight of a vow. It was a request for more than just physical union; it was a plea for his heart, his soul.
Haruto braced his hands on either side of Rias's delicate body, took a deep breath, and slowly withdrew the dragon before thrusting it fiercely into the deepest part of Rias's flower valley.
The slow, deliberate withdrawal was a sweet torture, the feeling of him sliding out almost unbearable. But the powerful, deep thrust that followed was a revelation, punching the air from her lungs and replacing it with a moan of pure bliss.
He continued to thrust into the beautiful girl beneath him with slow, powerful movements, the massive dragon head repeatedly striking the entrance to Rias's flower palace.
Each impact sent a jolt of pleasure-pain radiating from her core, a sensation so intense it was almost too much to bear. Yet, she craved it, rising to meet each thrust, begging for more with her body.
Rias's eyes grew dazed—the sensation of taking the initiative versus passive acceptance was entirely different.
This was different. This was being mastered, being claimed. The force of his movements, the sheer dominance of his body over hers, unlocked a new level of submission and ecstasy.
Under Haruto's skilled techniques, the beautiful and noble crimson-haired demon girl comfortably narrowed her lovely eyes.
"Oh, god, Haruto! Right there! Don't stop! It's so much deeper... you're hitting my womb... It's better than anything!"
Her mind was fracturing, unable to form coherent thoughts beyond the overwhelming sensations. She was reduced to a creature of pure feeling, her every nerve ending alight.
Rias's cascading red hair fell in two streams from her shoulders to her chest. As Haruto thrust, her body swayed continuously, the vibrant crimson locks tossing back and forth beside her bouncing breasts, creating an intriguing contrast of red and white.
The visual was mesmerizing. The pale, perfect orbs of her breasts, tipped with hardened, rosy peaks, jiggled and bounced in time with his powerful thrusts, framed by the wild cascade of her fiery hair.
Seeing that Rias could fully adapt, Haruto no longer held back. As reciprocation, he intended to bring Rias to heavenly bliss.
He shifted his angle, driving into her with renewed vigor, aiming directly for the spot that made her eyes roll back in her head. He was a man possessed, determined to wring every last cry of pleasure from her lips.
"Schlick schlick schlick schlick..."
The lewd, wet sounds of their coupling grew louder, a slick soundtrack to their passion, punctuated by the slap of skin against skin.
"Faster! Harder! Please, Haruto, I need it!"
Her moans escalated into continuous, high-pitched cries, each thrust stealing her breath and replacing it with a sound of raw ecstasy.
"Schlick schlick..."
Haruto thrust another hundred times before culminating in a nearly bed-breaking sprint. As Rias's vagina began contracting rhythmically, he pressed deeply against her lower body, his dragon fully buried within her, releasing streams of scalding essence into her flower palace.
He drove into her with a final, brutal pace, the bedframe groaning in protest. When he felt her inner walls begin their telltale, rhythmic clenching around him, he buried himself to the hilt, roaring as another hot, powerful release flooded her depths.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming! It's too much! I'm... I'm yours! Haruto!"
She was completely incoherent, lost in a vortex of sensation. The feeling of his hot cum splashing inside her, combined with the violent convulsions of her own orgasm, was a sensory overload that shattered her consciousness.
Rias didn't even know what she was trying to say, only emitting incoherent moans.
Her entire body tensed, her head thrashing violently, the disheveled silken hair becoming even more tangled.
After her climax, Rias collapsed limply on the bed, her flower valley still tightly joined with the dragon squeezing out excess milky essence mixed with honeyed fluids.
She lay beneath him, utterly spent, a beautiful, ruined mess. Their mixed fluids seeped out from around their joined sexes, a lewd testament to the intensity of their union. Her body trembled with tiny aftershocks, her channel still fluttering weakly around his slowly softening member.
"Rias, I'm continuing."
He was still semi-hard inside her, the incredible tightness and heat of her body refusing to let him fully subside. The demonic energy coursing through him demanded more, and her pliant, willing body was the perfect vessel.
Haruto somewhat obsessively caressed Rias's snow-white, slender thighs before beginning to move his still-erect dragon again.
"Tell me if you can't take it, don't push yourself too hard."
His touch was both possessive and caring, his hands memorizing the feel of her soft skin. He was pushing her limits, but he would stop the moment she showed true distress.
"It's... it's fine, Haruto, let's continue."
Her voice was a hoarse whisper, but her eyes held a determined, lustful glow. She was sore and oversensitive, but the promise of more pleasure, more connection, was irresistible.
Rias once again wrapped her long, beautiful legs around Haruto's waist, speaking in broken phrases.
"Your dual cultivation ability is truly remarkable... Though my stomach feels somewhat full... I can feel my physical condition improving..."
She could feel the magical energy cycling between them, a warm, revitalizing current that healed her fatigue and soreness even as he stoked the fires of her passion anew. The feeling of his seed sloshing inside her with each movement was a depraved and thrilling reminder of their bond.
The first dual cultivation session always yielded the best results. With Haruto already at SS-rank and Rias at S-rank, the effects were further enhanced.
As copious amounts of lustful love fluids gushed from the depths of Rias's honeyed cave, Haruto instinctively began thrusting faster and more powerfully while leaning down to capture the tender pink buds atop her full, firm jade breasts with his mouth.
He took one taut peak into his mouth, sucking and laving it with his tongue while his thumb circled the other. She cried out, her back arching, offering herself to him. The dual stimulation of her breasts and her core was driving her mad with pleasure.
"Yes! Suck them! Don't stop moving! I'm going to... ah... cum once more!"
Her moans were music to his ears, a symphony of pleasure he was determined to conduct until they were both utterly spent and their powers were irrevocably intertwined.