DW DXD Chapter 71 Lemon (NSFW) (Patreon)

Issei's breath caught in his throat. The fabric clung to her curves, translucent enough to reveal the dark peaks of her nipples and the shadow between her thighs. Her big breasts strained against the thin material, rising and falling with each nervous breath. 

Uzume, usually so bold and commanding with her confident stride, now stood with her arms crossed over her chest, hands trying futilely to shield her body. A flush crept up her neck, her brown eyes darting away from his gaze. She looked vulnerable, almost innocent, and it stirred something deep in Issei—a mix of lust and tenderness that made his heart pound.

“Hey…” She said softly, her voice carrying a hint of nervous warmth. “Mind if I join you tonight?” Uzume's voice came out soft, barely above a whisper, her fingers twisting the hem of her negligee.

For a moment, Issei could only stare not only in lust, but in awe. Even after everything they had been through, she still managed to surprise him. He smiled gently. “You’re always welcome, Uzume.”

Uzume hesitated for a second, then stepped inside, closing the door with a soft click. She approached slowly, her bare feet padding across the carpet, the air between them thickening with unspoken desire. Issei could smell her faint floral scent, mixed with the warmth of her skin. As she reached the bed, she lowered her arms slightly, letting him see more of her body, the full swell of her breasts, the dip of her waist. She sat on the edge, close enough that their thighs brushed, sending a jolt through him.

“You look incredible,” Issei murmured, his hand reaching out to trace her arm lightly. Her skin was smooth and warm under his fingers, and she shivered at the touch, her shyness making her bite her lip. But there was a spark in her eyes now, a hint of that bold Uzume peeking through.

“Thanks,” She replied, her voice gaining a bit of strength. She leaned in, her breath warm against his neck. “You know, I was making swimsuits for everyone earlier. Took forever. I think I’ve still got fabric glue on my fingers.”

Issei chuckled softly. “I’m sure they’ll look amazing. You’ve got a good eye for that stuff.”

She tilted her head, smiling. “You think so?”

“Yeah,” he said sincerely. “You always put your heart into everything you make.”

Uzume looked at him for a long moment, the playful spark in her eyes softening into something deeper. She reached out, taking his hand in hers. “You always know how to make a girl feel seen, you know that?”

He smiled, squeezing her hand gently. “That’s because you deserve to be.” Issei's confidence surged. No more waiting, he was ready to take the lead. He cupped her face gently, pulling her into a deep kiss. Her lips parted eagerly, soft and yielding, their tongues meeting in a slow, exploratory dance that built heat between them and made Uzume’s wings burst out. 

Issei tasted the sweetness of her mouth, and felt the way her body relaxed against his. One hand slid down to her shoulder, pushing the strap of her negligee aside, exposing the creamy skin of her breast. He broke the kiss to trail his lips along her jaw, down to her neck, sucking lightly until she gasped.

Uzume's hands roamed his chest and quickly took off his shirt, her fingers digging into his muscles as she pressed closer. “Issei…” She whispered, her voice husky now, the shyness fading into raw need.

With a firm tug, he peeled the negligee down, freeing her big breasts. They bounced slightly, heavy and perfect, nipples hardening in the cool air. Issei palmed one, squeezing the soft flesh, thumb circling the stiff peak. Uzume arched into his touch, a moan escaping her lips that sent blood rushing to his cock, making it strain against his briefs.

“God, you're so beautiful, “He said, his voice thick with emotion. This wasn't just lust; there was a connection here, an intimacy that made his chest tighten even as his body burned. He lowered his head, taking her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while his hand kneaded her other breast. She threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him there, her breaths coming in short pants.

Uzume's shyness melted away as she pushed him back onto the bed, straddling his hips. The negligee bunched around her waist, revealing her bare pussy, already slick with arousal. Issei groaned at the sight, his hands gripping her thighs.  “I want you,” She confessed, grinding against the bulge in his underwear, her wetness soaking through the fabric.

Issei flipped them over with surprising ease, pinning her beneath him. He stripped off his briefs, his hard cock springing free, thick and veined, pre-cum beading at the tip. Uzume's eyes widened, but she reached for him, wrapping her hand around his shaft, stroking slowly. The sensation made him hiss, pleasure shooting through him. “Fuck, that feels good,” He muttered, leaning down to kiss her again, deeper this time, pouring his affection into it.

He positioned himself between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock along her wet folds. She was soaked, her pussy lips parting invitingly. “Tell me do you want this?” He said, his voice commanding yet tender, eyes locked on hers.

“I do,” Uzume breathed, her hands clutching his shoulders. “Please, Issei…”

With a thrust, he pushed inside her, inch by inch, feeling her tight walls clench around him. She cried out, a mix of pain and pleasure, her nails digging into his back. Issei paused, buried deep, savoring the heat of her, the way she fluttered around his cock. "You're so tight,” He whispered, kissing her forehead, then her lips. Slowly, he began to move, pulling out and sliding back in, building a rhythm that had her moaning his name.

Their bodies moved together, sweat-slicked skin slapping softly. Issei angled his hips to hit that spot inside her, watching her face contort in ecstasy—eyes half-lidded, lips parted. Emotion swelled in him; this was more than fucking. It was them, connecting, her shyness giving way to bold passion under his lead. He reached between them, thumbing her clit in firm circles, feeling her tighten even more.

“Uzume... I'm close,” He groaned, his thrusts growing harder, faster.

“Wait for me,” She pleaded, her voice breaking as her orgasm built.

Uzume's pussy clenched rhythmically around Issei's cock, her orgasm ripping through her in waves that made her body arch off the bed. Her nails raked down his back, leaving red trails that stung in the best way, and she cried out his name, her voice a broken sob of pleasure. The sound, raw and intimate, pushed Issei right to the edge. He thrust deep one last time, burying himself to the hilt as his balls tightened, and hot cum erupted from him, flooding her tight heat. He groaned low in his throat, the release pulsing through him, every spurt marking her as his in this heated moment. Their bodies locked together, slick with sweat, as he collapsed against her, forehead pressed to hers, breaths mingling in the dim room.

For a heartbeat, they stayed like that connected and vulnerable. Issei's heart hammered, he lifted his head, brushing a strand of brown hair from her flushed face. Her eyes, still hazy with aftershocks, met his, and a soft smile tugged at her lips. 

“That was... intense,” Uzume whispered, her voice trembling with leftover emotion, fingers tracing lazy circles on his shoulder.

Issei grinned, that perverted edge softening into something tender. “You're incredible, Uzume. The way you let go... it's beautiful.” He kissed her then, slow and deep, tasting the salt of her skin on his lips. Her tongue met his with less hesitation now, the shyness melting further into bold hunger.

As they kissed, he felt himself stirring again inside her, his cock twitching amid the mix of their cum leaking out around him. The negligee, still bunched at her waist, added to the erotic disarray, the sheer fabric damp against her hips.

Pulling back slightly, Issei trailed his lips down her neck, nipping at it and leaving his mark. His hands roamed her body, rediscovering every curve, the swell of her big breasts, heavy and marked with faint red from his earlier grip, the dip of her waist; the flare of her hips. He cupped her ass, squeezing the firm flesh, lifting her slightly to grind deeper. 

Uzume gasped, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively, pulling him closer. “Issei... more,” She murmured, her confidence blooming, hands sliding down to grip his ass in return.

He obliged, rolling his hips in a slow, teasing rhythm that built the fire anew. Her pussy was soaked, a messy blend of their releases making each slide slick and obscene. The wet sounds filled the room, mingling with her soft moans and his grunted praises. 

“Fuck, your body's perfect.” His words were husky, laced with affection, as he continued kissing along her collarbone, then lower, capturing a nipple between his teeth. He sucked hard, tongue flicking the hardened peak, while one hand slipped between them to rub her clit, swollen and sensitive.

Uzume bucked beneath him, her shyness a distant memory as she arched into his touch. “Yes, just like that... don't stop.”

Issei loved this, increasing his pace, he fucked her harder, the bed creaking under them, his cock plunging deep with each thrust. Her walls fluttered again, gripping him like a vice, and he felt her building toward another peak.

Shifting positions, Issei sat back on his heels, pulling her up with him so she straddled his lap. He guided her hips, bouncing her on his cock, watching her big breasts jiggle with every downward slam. Issei’s hands supported her ass as she took control. Uzume's head fell back, brown hair cascading, a moan tearing from her throat as she ground against him, chasing her pleasure.

Their eyes locked in that moment, emotion surging between thrusts. Issei's fingers dug into her thighs, feeling the tremble in her muscles, the heat radiating from her core. Sweat beaded on her skin, tasting salty when he leaned in to lick a trail up her neck. 

“I’m about to come again, Uzume.” His words were a whisper against her ear, intimate and urgent, as he angled to hit that spot inside her, thumb pressing her clit in firm circles.

She quickly sped up, crying out sharply, her pussy convulsing around his cock in powerful spasms. The sensation milked him, drawing another load from deep within,and Issei didn’t hold back as he came inside her.

As their orgasm ended. Uzume slumped against him panting, her arms around his neck as they rocked together gently. “I didn't know it could feel this... good,” She confessed softly, her shyness peeking through in the quiet admission, forehead resting on his.