The expected notification did nothing to disrupt Haruto's relentless advance.
After successfully stripping Akeno of her last two pieces of clothing, he reluctantly pulled his lips away. Gazing at her magnificent body without an ounce of excess fat, but still soft and supple to the touch.
As he pulled away from the kiss, Akeno pouted, her beautiful violet eyes shimmering with desire, her slightly swollen cherry red lips glistening from their saliva, her cheeks flushed pink, her breath coming in heated gasps.
Her fair, delicate body lay completely naked, save for the smooth black stockings clinging to her long, slender legs.
Haruto can feel his dick twitching just from seeing her body, so he loosened his belt with one hand, freeing his dick from its tight constraints, and let his other hand roam from her dainty, stocking-clad feet all the way up to her thighs.
Lingering over the plush fabric, he forcefully parted her legs and hooked them around his waist.
"H-Haruto…"
Akeno panted, her small, pale hands pressing against his abdomen.
"I… I never said… we could go this far…"
Haruto didn't answer. Instead, he leaned down, sealing her lips in another kiss, silencing her protests as her tongue was subdued once more.
"Ahn... W-Wait... Mhhmm!"
After sucking on her lips and tongue for some time, he moved lower, trailing hot kisses from the side of her neck to her collarbone and lastly to her breasts.
Seeing the erect nipples begging for some attention, he wasted no time before he grabbed her breasts with both of his hands, kneading and groping as Akeno moaned from the stimulation.
"Ngh..."
After hearing the sweet moans that kept escaping from her mouth, Haruto moved to the next part, taking one of the nipples to his mouth and sucking on it. He used his tongue, rolling it around her areola and using his lips to suck on her nipples.
"Ahhh... I-It's t-too much...!"
Licking, sucking, nipping…
Her nipples quivered as Akeno squirmed—wanting to escape, yet unwilling to forsake the unfamiliar pleasure.
Not to be outdone, Haruto moved one of his hands ot her thighs—his hands roamed around her thighs slowly before slowly creeping up to her vagina. Haruto used his fingers to circle her pussy, which was now glistening with her love juices, slowly teasing her to make her more aroused.
"Ngh… Ah… W-Wait p-please—!"
After teasing her for some time, one of his fingers slipped into the crack, penetrating her unbelievably tight pussy. Akeno's eyes widened from feeling the fingers invading her inside,s but she couldn't resist feeling this pleasure.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
His fingers rubbed her insides, moving in and out with squelching sounds. Haruto saw her trembling with her breathing heavy like she was about to cum, so he increased the pace, slipping another finger inside of her as he sucked on both of her breasts.
"Mhh... Akeno-senpai, you're about to cum... Suck!"
He increased the pace of his hands moving in and out with his thumb rubbing her clitoris, feeling her about to climax, Haruto bit her nipple and pinched her clitoris simultaneously.
"Ahhh... Mhhhm... C-Cummming!!!"
Akeno wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and her hands around his head pulling him to her breasts as she climaxed, squirting her fluids on Haruto's dick as he shuddered from the intense pleasure.
After holding in that position for some time she collapsed onto the sofa, her hair messy, her tongue out of her mouth with saliva trailing down her cheeks, her chest moving with ragged breaths, looking utterly defenceless.
Haruto sat up, smearing the glistening wetness across Akeno's stomach.
"Senpai, you've had your fun. Now it's my turn."
Tossing his pants aside like his shirt, his dick finally revealed his full, eager length.
Akeno knew that if she didn't put up a firm resistance now, she'd truly be devoured whole.
But her weakened body, still trembling from the lingering high, left her with no will to fight back.
Haruto's hands slid beneath her waist, lifting the soft, rounded curves of her hips.
With a slight shift, her pliant, boneless body moved effortlessly into place—his throbbing arousal now poised at her sloppy wet entrance, ready to take away her virginity at a moment's notice.
"Mmm~"
With a soft whimper, Akeno turned her head away, draping a slender arm over her crimson cheeks.
See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.
A picture of surrender, utterly irresistible.
Haruto hesitated no longer. Bending over her burning hot body, he arched his back and was about to thrust—
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Haruto jolted, instinctively turning toward the sound.
His hips dropped, meeting the warm, yielding softness beneath him.
It felt good, but something seemed off.
Looking down, Haruto realized he hadn't successfully breached the fortress.
Distracted by Rias, Haruto had gone off course.
His dick found itself trapped between Akeno's warm plush thighs, being tightly squeezed by an equally startled Akeno Himejima, unable to move.
Being tightly squeezed by Akeno's warm and soft thighs, Haruto resisted the urge to move. "P-President... and Koneko, good afternoon..."
Koneko: "Tch!"
With a disdainful click of her tongue, she turned her flushed face away.
Though she didn't want her eyes sullied by such filth, for some reason, Koneko couldn't help stealing glances back.
With everyone's attention on Haruto, the white-haired cat-eared loli's furtive looks went unnoticed.
Haruto gave a dry laugh, turning to the crimson-haired, busty princess who was nervously biting her knuckle.
"President, maybe you should give us some privacy?"
Rias: ...
"Privacy? So you can keep bullying my first servant?"
Before Rias could think of a way to defuse the situation while rescuing Akeno, Haruto suddenly went flying.
The world spun—what was below became above, pale pink flesh replaced by the familiar ceiling.
Thud—
Haruto lay sprawled on the red carpet, utterly bewildered, his dick still proudly raised despite his dazed state.
Meanwhile, Akeno slowly retracted her stocking-clad leg, forcing composure as she greeted Rias and Koneko.
Shock had interrupted her descent into depravity, replaced by flustered rage.
Especially after hearing Haruto's shameless request, her embarrassment overflowed—and she'd accidentally kicked the boy sprawled atop her.
Rias and Koneko watched the flying Haruto. What a little pervert, still standing tall even now.
Hmph. Lecherous, yes, but he's got the equipment to back it up...
Their eyes had certainly been opened...
Tch, what am I even thinking?
Both turned away simultaneously to hide their reactions.
Steeling themselves and locking away the memory of Haruto's... impressive display, they turned to Akeno, now frantically dressing with flushed cheeks.
"Akeno..." Rias couldn't help pointing out: "Your panties are on backwards..."
Akeno froze, then dropped into a crouch, hugging her knees and burying her face.
Too ashamed to face anyone...
"Pfft."
The white-haired loli accidentally snorted.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to... snicker... haha..."
Seeing the usually composed, scheming Akeno in such a flustered state was just too funny.
Rias nearly lost it too, but caught the resentful glare from Akeno's hidden face.
"Now now, Akeno. Koneko didn't mean it."
Akeno: "..."
Was that supposed to be comforting, or just twisting the knife?
The resentment in the air grew thicker, almost materializing into a demonic mask. Sensing the danger, Rias swiftly changed the subject.
"Haruto, stop playing dead. Get up already."
"Oh..."
Haruto responded listlessly. Just a little more—really, just a tiny bit more.
How did it go off track? Why did it have to go off track?
He stood up, rubbing the red footprint on his chest, utterly baffled.
Akeno had kicked him in embarrassment, but she'd held back—his skin was only slightly reddened, not even bruised.
"Tch. Put that ugly thing away."
Rias rolled her eyes and snapped, "If you don't, I'll confiscate it myself."
It's not ugly! And it's not like I can just tuck it in and wear pants like this...
Glancing down at the defiant little Haruto, he grumbled internally.
As Rias's gaze turned increasingly dangerous, he reluctantly pulled his pants on with a pained expression.
Haruto wouldn't have minded if Rias used her alluring body to "confiscate" little Haruto, but clearly, that wasn't what she meant.
He wasn't about to test whether Rias had any peculiar spells in her skill set.
"And your shir—"
Before Rias could finish, Haruto had already picked up his uniform shirt and put it on.
This time, there was no rebellious little Haruto to cause trouble, but in his earlier haste, he'd torn off several buttons, leaving the shirt hanging loosely—like the aftermath of something indecent.
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