Chapter 36: Rias is All Puffed Up Today (+18) (Patreon)

The room was silent except for the soft sound of Rias's panting breath. She was kneeling on the bed, trembling hands resting on Fubuki's muscular thighs, who leaned back against the headboard, watching her with dark eyes full of restrained desire.

"You seem nervous," he murmured, his voice deep like a cat's purr.

She bit her lower lip, eyes downcast. "It's just... I've never done this before."

Fubuki raised a hand, twirling a lock of her crimson hair around his fingers before gently pulling her closer. "Then go slow. I won't rush you."

Rias nodded, her hands moving towards the waistband of his pants. When her fingers met his already hard and throbbing cock beneath the fabric, she swallowed hard.

"Come on, no need to be afraid," he ordered, his voice huskier than before.

She obeyed, pulling down his pants and underwear, freeing his imposing member, already slick with desire at the tip. Rias hesitated for a second before wrapping a hand around the base and slowly running her tongue over the head, tasting his salty flavor.

Fubuki let out a low sound, almost a growl, as she swallowed the tip, her pink lips adjusting around him.

"Yes... just like that," he encouraged, one hand burying itself in her hair, guiding her without pressure.

Rias settled into the rhythm, her warm, wet mouth sliding down, trying to swallow more of him with each movement. Her hands squeezed the base, fingers playing with his heavy sacs, making Fubuki let out a hoarse moan.

"Fuck, Rias, keep going like that..."

She looked up, meeting his burning eyes, and increased the pace, sucking harder, saliva dripping down his length.

Fubuki pulled her up abruptly, capturing her lips in a voracious kiss, his taste still in her mouth.

"Now it's my turn," he whispered, pushing her back onto the bed.

His fingers slid down her soft thighs, parting them slowly, before burying his face between her legs without warning.

"Ah! F-Fubuki—!"

He showed no mercy. His wide, hot tongue licked her swollen clit with cruel precision, while two fingers entered her, stretching her tight walls.

Rias arched her back, her heavy breasts swaying with each movement, her hard nipples rubbing against the sheets.

Fubuki looked up at her, his hot breath against her sensitive skin.

"You have the most beautiful breasts I've ever seen," he growled, his free hand moving up to squeeze one, thumb circling the nipple.

She moaned, legs trembling as he continued to devour her, his fingers pumping inside her at a rhythm that drove her crazy.

"I'm gonna... Fubuki, I'm gonna—!"

He smiled against her skin, increasing the pressure of his tongue.

She exploded with a muffled cry, her body convulsing with pleasure as he drank her down to the last drop.

When he finally pulled back, Fubuki moved up her body, his lips meeting hers in a slow kiss, letting her taste herself.

"Now you're ready for me," he murmured, his throbbing cock pressing against her entrance.

Rias lifted her hips in a silent invitation, her eyes misty with desire.

Fubuki needed no further encouragement.

He entered slowly, filling her inch by inch, until he was completely inside her, both moaning in unison.

"You're perfect," he growled, his hips colliding with hers in a rhythm that made her see stars.

And as the night enveloped them, they both knew this was just the beginning.

Fubuki didn't let her recover from the first orgasm. As soon as he felt her muscles relax, he gripped her hips tightly and turned her onto her stomach, lifting her waist to get her on all fours on the bed.

"F-Fubuki?!" She gasped, feeling his large hands spreading her buttocks, completely exposing her swollen and still pulsing cunt.

"I want to see you moaning, Rias, while I fuck you from behind," he growled, the tip of his cock brushing against her wet entrance before entering with a brutal thrust.

Rias screamed, her hands gripping the sheets as he pounded into her with a savage rhythm, each impact making her heavy breasts sway.

"Your hair is like rubies, Rias... I love the color," he provoked, his hand wrapping around her hair and pulling back, arching her back.

She couldn't respond, only babbled incoherent moans, her body so sensitive that his every move brought her closer to the edge.

Fubuki slowed down suddenly, plunging his fingers into her mouth.

"Suck, Rias," he ordered.

She obeyed, her tongue licking his fingers tainted with her own taste, her eyes glazed over, fixed on him.

"Good girl," he praised, before pulling her up, her back pressing against his chest.

"Now, sit on my cock, Princess," he whispered in her ear, hands squeezing her breasts as he helped her rise and fall.

Rias trembled but obeyed, controlling the rhythm as he filled her completely.

"Yes... just like that, darling," he moaned, lips nibbling her neck, hands pinching her nipples.

She writhed in his lap, the pleasure so intense it almost hurt.

"Fubuki... I can't take anymore...!"

"Your cunt is absurdly delicious..." Fubuki growled against her neck, his teeth sinking lightly into her skin as his hands gripped her thighs tightly. "Open wider... I want to see you completely undone for me."

She arched her back in obedience, her legs trembling as they opened a little more – enough for Fubuki to feel the slick heat that coated her inner flesh. His hips accelerated, each thrust now accompanied by the wet sound of flesh slapping against flesh, by the heavy scent of sex and sweat that permeated the air.

Rias couldn't warn him before the orgasm. A muffled groan escaped between her clenched teeth when the wave hit her, her body contracting violently around him like a hot velvet glove. Her fingers dug into the sheets, twisting the fabric as waves of electrifying pleasure ran through every nerve – and Fubuki, damn him, gave no quarter. He continued to pump inside her, each movement now sending almost painful tickles across her overstimulated clit.

Fubuki lasted just long enough to feel her wet contractions around him before burying himself balls-deep with an animalistic growl. His body curved over hers as he came, filling her with jets so hot that Rias could feel the pulse of his ejaculation beating against the inner walls of her womb – a sensation that made her toes curl and new spasms run through her belly.

When she collapsed onto the bed, her body still trembled with small post-orgasm shivers. Her thigh muscles were tense, her feet twitching involuntarily against the wrinkled sheets as she panted. Hot semen dripped between her thighs, but she barely had time to process – Fubuki was already pulling her against his body in a possessive move, his lips finding hers in a kiss that tasted of salt and insatiable desire.

His tongue invaded her mouth with the same intensity with which his cock still throbbed between them – and God, he was still hard as rock against her thigh. Rias parted her lips with a breathless sigh, her eyes scanning the erect member that seemed to mock the laws of physiology.

"Why don't you try using those perfect breasts?" Fubuki suggested, his fingers tracing circles around her still-sensitive nipples.

"Akeno told me about this..." Her voice came out almost strengthless, but with a mischievous little smile. "I think I can try..."

Rias smiled, wetting her lips before crawling over. Her porcelain-white breasts enveloped the throbbing cock in a wet, warm grip – and the hoarse groan that escaped Fubuki was worth every second. His skin was absurdly hot against her soft flesh, the bulging veins creating a delicious friction as she began to move up and down.

It didn't take long for a layer of glistening saliva to cover his member, making every movement slicker, dirtier. Rias locked her lips onto the swollen head between each rise, her tongue playing with the slit while her eyes watched him from under her lashes – and it was this image, this perfect whore licking his cock between those goddess-like breasts, that made Fubuki lose control.

The first spurt, white and hot contrasting against her pink skin. Rias didn't let the second escape – she captured the head between her lips with an audible pop, her tongue massaging the tip as she swallowed every drop with small, obscene sounds. When she pulled away, she opened her mouth slowly to show the white liquid covering her tongue before swallowing with an exaggerated "Gulp."

"Thanks for the meal~" she murmured, wiping the corners of her lips with a finger she then brought to her mouth.

Fubuki didn't waste time – in one move, he had already turned her onto her stomach, lifting her thighs until only her shoulders and those magnificent breasts still touched the bed.

"Harder! Harder! HARDER!" Rias screamed, her voice breaking as Fubuki fucked her with thrusts that made her entire body shake. Each impact now came with a wet slap loud enough to echo in the room, his head hitting at an angle that directly tickled her G-spot.

When the next orgasm hit her, Rias tore the sheets with her nails, her eyes rolling back as her tongue lolled uncontrollably. Her body arched like a bow, every muscle tense as the wave of pleasure dragged her into the abyss – and Fubuki, the bastard, just gripped her hips tighter and continued, prolonging each spasm until she was breathless.

When they finally collapsed, Rias was wrecked – hair stuck to her face, thighs trembling uncontrollably, sweat dripping between her breasts. Fubuki pulled her against his chest, his fingers tracing random patterns on her damp skin while his lips kissed her shoulder.

"Is it over?" he whispered, his voice hoarse with exhaustion yet still laden with desire. "Because I can still see your eyes asking for more..."

…

Considering it was Rias's first time, Hanakain Fubuki refrained from going too overboard.

From 3:30 PM until nearly 5:00 PM in the evening, lasting over an hour, by the time the activity in the room subsided, the sky outside, faintly visible through the curtains, had gradually darkened. The cheerful laughter of students heading home after club activities could be dimly heard from the street below.

Returning the focus to the room, as the silhouettes behind the bed curtains ceased their large movements, the sounds of panting within the room also gradually quieted down.

Inside the curtains, Rias, clad only in a wrapped sheet, rested quietly against the boy's shoulder, held in his embrace. Her dark red hair was damp with sweat from the intense activity, and her slightly gleaming chest rose and fell with the rhythm of her breathing.

Her eyes were lightly closed, one fingertip resting on Hanakain Fubuki's chest, her lips slightly parted, her breath soft and warm.

"Rias."

"Mmm…"

Hanakain Fubuki lowered his head, softly calling the name of the girl in his arms, but only received a gentle murmur in response.

The so-called "not too overboard" was merely from Hanakain Fubuki's perspective. For Rias, experiencing this for the first time, she truly lacked even the strength to speak now.

Never mind anything else, just the extensive "evidence" within the roughly four-square-meter area was proof enough of the high intensity of her "aerobic exercise" over the past hour or so.

"Time to wake up. It's getting late."

Hanakain Fubuki's tone was like coaxing a child.

"It's almost five o'clock. If we don't head back soon, Akeno and the others will start to worry~"

"...Don't be noisy."

This time, Rias's tone actually held a hint of complaint. After speaking, she shifted slightly, finding a more comfortable position in the boy's arms.

"I already told Akeno I was going for a walk and they should eat dinner first without waiting for me. Besides, after you… did that to me for so long… I'm completely exhausted right now. Maybe we should just stay here tonight…"

She must have been truly tired. Towards the end, her voice grew fainter, eventually becoming intermittent.

To be fair, Hanakain Fubuki didn't have much objection to staying here tonight, but there was one more thing to resolve first.

So, Hanakain Fubuki gently patted the girl's shoulder, exposed outside the sheet, leaned close to her ear, and said:

"Rias, we've been going at it for over an hour straight already. If you fall asleep again now, I'm afraid Miss Grayfia outside might end up staying here with us tonight because her legs and back get too sore from standing to walk."

"Guh...!"

Those words were like a full-strength shot of adrenaline injected directly into the girl. Rias, whose consciousness had been hovering on the edge of dream and reality just a second ago, forcefully kicked away the Duke of Zhou who had already set up the chessboard for sleep, her eyes snapping wide open.

Right, Grayfia-nee-san!

It's over, it's over, it's over...!!!

In an instant, all sleepiness vanished. Rationality suppressed instinct and retook control. Rias struggled, trying to sit up.

She must have lost her mind, completely forgetting her current situation and actually thinking about sleeping right after finishing.

Ugh... but maybe it wasn't entirely her fault? Who told Fubuki to be so rough? Her first time, for over an hour straight without even letting her rest. She could barely maintain her sanity at first; later on, her entire head felt light and floaty, and besides... Hiss~

So sore.

A wave of muscle soreness spread from her abdomen. Her struggle failing, the red-haired girl sank back into the solid embrace.

Of course, even though Rias subjectively felt she'd thought through a lot during that process, from Hanakain Fubuki's perspective as an observer, she had merely lifted herself slightly before immediately lying back down again.

Just like a stubborn salted fish.

"Don't move around if you don't have the strength."

Hanakain Fubuki's gaze held a doting, fatherly affection.

But the next second, he received a fierce glare from the red-haired girl in his arms, her eyes filled half with shyness and half with pouting anger.

"And whose fault is that..."

Before finishing the sentence, Rias glared again.

This time, the meaning was clear— Grayfia-nee-san is waiting right outside. What are you going to do about it!

What else could be done? Naturally, handle it like this.

Hanakain Fubuki shrugged. Ignoring the girl's gasp of surprise in his arms, he used his strength to shift her into a stable sitting position on his lap, then moved to the edge of the bed and reached out to pull open the bed curtain.

The scene within the room outside the curtain came into view again. Grayfia still stood in the same spot, elegant and dignified, hands clasped before her lower abdomen, her beautiful, mature face showing little emotion.

"This should do it, right?"

Pulling the cord to raise the bed curtains forty-five degrees upwards on both sides, Hanakain Fubuki sat cross-legged in the center, with Rias sitting on his lap, face flushed red, not even daring to lift her head.

He repeated himself.

"With this, the marriage engagement should be considered null and void, correct?"

"..."

After a brief silence, Grayfia, who had maintained a poker face since their encounter began, finally let out a resigned sigh.

"Indeed, things having reached this point, the marriage engagement between the Gremory and Phenex families can no longer proceed normally. However, it is not that simple. Whether the engagement is annulled cannot be unilaterally decided merely because you had relations with Lady Rias."

"Hanakain Fubuki, your relationship with Lady Rias is now a settled fact. After returning, I will report this matter to Lord Sirzechs and the Phenex family. As for the specific resolution afterwards, that will depend on the Phenex family's attitude."

"No problem. I'll be waiting."

Hanakain Fubuki's expression remained unchanged, showing no fear whatsoever.

He held up his index finger.

"I have only one demand. If they want to negotiate, then they should come with the proper attitude for negotiation. Of course, if they want to play rough directly, I don't mind either."

"But if they try any underhanded, two-faced schemes, then don't blame me for personally taking a trip to the Underworld and removing one from the 72 Pillars."

"..."

Despite uttering incredibly domineering words, no aura emanated from the boy's body; it was as if he were simply stating an established fact.

Grayfia hesitated for a moment, then gave an elegant bow.

"Understood. I will relay this message to the Phenex family as well."

Next, she looked again towards the red-haired girl curled up in Hanakain Fubuki's embrace, head buried like a complete ostrich.

"Goodbye, Lady Rias. I shall take my leave now."

With that, Grayfia didn't use a magic circle to depart as she had last time. She turned towards the room door, pressed the handle, pulled the door open, and stepped out of the room crisply, without the slightest hesitation.

Outside the door, Akeno Himejima leaned against the wall, arms crossed, her head lowered, strands of hair falling across her forehead obscuring the expression on her face.

The two passed each other without a single word exchanged.