A Familiar Scene

Inside the panel two teens are shown, one Rei Godai, the star of her school’s swim team, and Ishigami Hoshi, ace Tennis player of that same school. With two such competitive people it was no wonder they would frequently clash and rub each other up the wrong way.

After years of an insult filled friendship, a respectful rivalry and many many heated glances at one another had brought them to today, where they had each been assigned each others partner for their most recent assignment.

It had been within a dark corner of the library things had come to a head, with both people needling and poking at the other just to get that reaction they secretly craved.

At some point a wager had formed, whoever managed to cause the other to lose focus first would be declared the winner, while the loser would be **** to comply with the winners demands, no matter what they were.

They managed to hold out for a mere twenty minutes before their attention became focused elsewhere. Twenty minutes of light innocent touches, the most double of entendres, and a steadily escalating amount of clothes being shed.

It wasn’t clear which one of the two had actually lost the bet. They had pounced on each other at the same time after all. Besides, considering the position they found themselves in now it was difficult to think of either of them as the ‘loser’.

Both had previously been wearing their school uniform, but now at the climax of thei battle their clothes have been thrown all over. Ishigami’s shirt and trousers scattered to opposite ends of the table he was now laying on top of, while Rei’s bra was now hanging from the bookshelf behind her after it had been thrown over her shoulder upon removal.

“Godai-san, I feel, I feel-!” Ishigami stuttered, his hips rocking to meet those of Rei's every time she lowered herself onto his cock.

“Me too!” The girl riding him moaned, her large chest jiggling wildly with every bounce.

An entire two page spread was occupied by this scene, shot from above with both characters pleasure filled expressions on full display.

After turning the page however, the next panel was a close up of Rei's face, the hazy look in her eyes suddenly sharpening as she looked down at Ishigami. As abruptly as she had started, Rei stopped moving, with the man beneath gasping in protest.

“Godai-san… why…?” He panted, futilely trying to continue moving and chase the pleasure he had felt.

“Because I…” Her eyes shining, both of them moaning in pleasure as the girl leant forward, her large soft chest pressed tight against his, her strawberry blonde hair tickling her lover's cheek. “Want you to…” she whispered.

Wide eyes. A shaky nod.

Rei raised herself back up, her back beginning to arch in pleasure, her mouth opening to say-

“Sorry Kiba, Buchou apparently is waiting for me in my room, so I don’t want to leave her waiting.”

The scene froze.

So did Rias Gremory, with one hand poised to flip the page, the other now no longer caressing the spot between her legs.

The realisation hit quickly.

“EEEEKKKK!”

In short order the filth Rias had been ‘studying’ was flung from her hand, and inexplicably ended up being thrown straight through the wide open bedroom window, Rias’s arm weakly held out in a vain attempt to undo her mistake as she stared out blankly at the consequences of her actions.A slightest of thuds echoed from two stories down.

Please forgive me Rei-chan… she cried. She was all to familar with being interrupted before she could finish. Or even start in some (read: most) cases.

If Rei did give any response, it was unfortunately swallowed by the dirt she and her lover were now lying within.

“Buchou?!” Ise called from down the hallway, understandably confused by the sound he had just heard.

“I-ISE!?” Rias spluttered. She attempted to spring up off the bed, but thanks to the hand between her legs her haste worked against her and- “WAH!”

She ended up sprawled on the floor instead.

It was safe to say Rias hadn’t quite managed the ‘irresistibly sexy’ image she had planned for.

“Buchou…?” Issei asked again, this time standing right on the other side of the door.

“O-One second!” Rias managed, hand now firmly by her side and her feet under her once more, her face a deep burning red. She slapped her face twice in quick succession in an attempt to snap herself out of it.

Okay so maybe the plan was off to a (very) shaky start, and maybe she had lost track of time ‘researching’ My Busty Childhood Rival is even more Devilishly Cheeky than I expected! and maybe Rei-chan’s pleasure filled expression was still on the forefront of her mind but now they’re was absolutely nothing stopping her from-

Ping

Rias blinked.

Ping

Again? What-

Ping

Was that her-

Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping-

Rias looked down, her face set in a frown. The view was slightly… obscured but she could still make out several buttons that were scattered around her feet, and the only place those buttons could come from was-

...Ping

My shirt... Rias confirmed with a pout.

While not uncommon for her clothes to have trouble holding her oppai within itself, she’d never had her shirt experience such a catastrophic failure all at once like this before.

Moving in front of the mirror (taking care to remain solidly on her feet this time) she saw that the only survivor of the massacre was one single button, desperately trying, and only just succeeding at holding her oppai at bay. Everything was still covered, and though not exactly supported, thanks to her Devil bloodline and certain ambient magic they were still as gravity defying as ever.

But between that and the ruffled skirt that had managed to rise even higher up her thighs than usual… there was absolutely no chance in Hell that Issei wouldn’t notice her state of disarray. A state of disarray that he hadn't put her in.

Then again... wouldn’t this work in her favour considering just who Issei Hyondou was?

Well, it's not like she had any more time anyway. Taking a deep breath to calm her nerve, Rias turned back to the bedroom door.

The beautiful and sexy Rias waited, ready for Issei’s return to his room. Her school uniform, already indecent at the best of times, modified to inspire only the dirtiest of thoughts. Her top kept closed by a single button, her incredible chest seemingly moments from bursting out and revealing that perfect oppai she possessed.

“Come in!” Rias called, a big hopeful smile on her face.

With that the door opened and in walked Ise, a small smile on his face, which quickly grew into a large dopey grin on seeing her appearance. “Woooow… Reminds me of…” Ise trailed of, his eyes hazy with recollection.

Ise walks in, spellbound by his king’s appearance. She was like a wet dream come to life.

Rapidly shaking his head. “Buchou!” Rias’s smile twitched slightly. Maybe he was saving it? “What happened? I heard lots of banging!”

“Not important!” Rias waved off.

“But-“

“Not important!” Rias repeated, this time more firmly, a bead of sweat running down her face.

Issei's eyes narrowed.

Quickly! she told herself, think of a distraction!

Sex?! Sex when?! Say name, then sex!

Well fat load of good you are!

A few words are said between the two, before the real reason the two met up begins.

“Okay?” Ise confusingly replied. “Akeno said you wanted to see me Buchou?” Another twitch.

“Y-Yes!” Rias confirmed, her thoughts once more completely useless. Maybe she wasn’t close enough? Would the sex begin when she got closer?

Rias Gremory breasted boobily up to Ise.

Rias walked up to Ise, her barely contained chest bouncing wildly with every step. Ise’s eyes gradually getting wider with every bounce.

“Ise, I… I… You- Handsome!” she tried before a resounding FUCK IT sounded in her head at the sight of Ise’s eyes widening even further.

For Rei-chan!

Their lips crashed together. They did much kissing.

Their lips met. For Rias this was a clumsy kiss full of passion. Her lips parted and her tongue quickly darted out. He leant in! He did! We kiss!

For Ise he thanked his lucky stars he was a Devil with a stronger pain tolerence than usual. That was practically a headbutt! This thought was swiftly swallowed though when his mind finally caught up with the rest of him. Buchou is kissing me! Buchou’s tongue! Buchou’s oppai is pressing against me! This is- This is—

Pausing for breath the two Devils separated, panting softly.

“B-Bu-“ Ise began, but Rias shut that word up with another kiss immediately. Her hands were quick to follow, stroking and grabbing and groping anything within reach.

Their lips separated once more as they stared into each other's eyes, the joy they felt reflected in them both.

Both their breathing was heavier when they parted again. From their lips a strand of saliva fell, landing atop Rias’s tits, Ise tracking the movement the whole way.

‘Is this… really happening?’ Issei questioned between pants of air, the earlier make out session rendering him quite breathless, ‘I really can-?’

"Is this… really happening?" Issei questioned between breaths, still tired from the sudden embrace, "I really can-?"

Rias laughed softly. It was the most magical sound Issei had ever heard, and left him staring at his soon to be lover with a look that could only be described as awe, and was helpless as she pushed him back onto the bed behind him.

Unable to stop herself Rias gave a slight, breathy laugh. In all honesty if she han’t been the one who had done it she would never have thought that sound came from her. That laugh had been sultry. That laugh had been hot.

Ise was staring again. It had to be in awe. In awe of her. Why else would his eyes be so wide? She could only imagine how she looked from his point of view. She wanted to hear everything he thought about her. She wanted to scream every beautiful thing she could think of about him.

He just needed to say it.

With his arms still down by his side it was easy to wrap him in an embrace. She lingered for a moment, cherishing the feeling of his muscles against her palms. The muscles he worked so hard to obtain for her sake.

It was effortless to spin him around and softly push him over onto his bed, her magnificant pawn now staring up at her from his new position.

His eyes shot to the door.

Ise’s eyes shot to the door. Why wasn’t he looking at her?

‘Don’t worry.’ Rias whispered, even that noise sounding perfect, ‘No one will interrupt us.’

“Don’t worry.” Rias whispered, her voice paradoxically not her own but still under her control. “No one will interrupt us.”

Ise was shaking now. He must be fighting to just remain still. Fighting himself not to pounce on her just as Rei did.

She took a step forward with her beautiful feet.

Rias stepped forward, her step silent on the carpeted floor. He was right in front of her now. She was right in front of him.

His eyes were shining. God (she ignored the slight wince and pain his name caused this was worth it) she loves him. She loves him more than anything.

This was it.

‘Isn’t there something you want to do for me Issei? Something you want to say to me I S E -?’

“Isn’t there something you want to do for me Issei?” She whispered, leaning in once more. Her tits hovered just shy of reaching his chest, while her hair tickled her pawn’s cheek. Ise shivered when she next whispered directly into his ear. “Something you want to say to me, Ise?”

Her azure eyes glistened in the light, creating a truly unforgettable sight-”

With Rei’s borrowed courage now leaving her she leant back once more, her eyes catching the evening light that shined through the still open window.

It was Ise’s line next.

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…It was Ise’s line next.

…

…

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…”Rias, I love you.”

…He wasn’t saying it.

...He wasn’t saying anything.

Why? Whywhywhywhywhywhy? Ise please. Please say you love Rias. Say you love me. I'll tell you I love you a million times over if you say it once to me.

…Ise please.

With her lust dropping more and more each second Ise remained silent, she finally noticed his shivers s̶h̶u̶d̶d̶e̶r̶s̶,̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶t̶e̶r̶r̶i̶f̶i̶e̶d̶ from before had stopped. He wasn’t moving at all. W̶h̶y̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶n̶’̶t̶ ̶s̶h̶e̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶i̶c̶e̶d̶?̶!̶

Wait, there! His mouth! It was moving so slightly. Was this it? I̶t̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶n̶’̶t̶.̶ It had to be! W̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶ ̶s̶h̶e̶ ̶d̶o̶n̶e̶?̶

Straining her Devil senses to the max she finally caught what he was muttering to himself.

“…won’t-“

“I-Ise?” Rias gasped.

“I won’t.” Ise repeated, his eyes glazed and fixed on a point far behind her. Whatever he was seeing, it wasn’t her.

“Ise?” Rias said again, her body trembling, unsure if she wanted to get closer to comfort her beloved or step back to give him the space he clearly needed. O̶h̶,̶ ̶n̶o̶w̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶a̶r̶e̶ ̶a̶b̶o̶u̶t̶ ̶w̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶w̶a̶n̶t̶s̶.̶ ̶W̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶h̶a̶p̶p̶e̶n̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶s̶e̶l̶f̶i̶s̶h̶ ̶d̶e̶s̶i̶r̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶h̶e̶l̶d̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶t̶i̶g̶h̶t̶l̶y̶ ̶b̶e̶f̶o̶r̶e̶?̶

“I won’t, I won’t, I won’t, I won’t-“ Ise cried, the last repetition cut off by a sob.

She stared into her pawn’s eyes. His beautiful, brown, honest eyes.

Those eyes she had thought were shining, were instead filled with tears. Tears that were now falling one after another. His head dipped down as though to chase after them.

His eyes now shadowed, Issei finally mumbled his entire response “I-I won’t die for you.”

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3. The person whose name is written down can be given a sexual partner by writing another name down within thirty seconds of writing the target's name. If no other names are filled in, the target will simply seek sex with the notebook's owner.