Sena, Claire, Rain

Sena

Michelangelo’s restaurant was far too romantic for someone who had spent the entire day interrogating pregnant women.

Golden lanterns floated from the ceiling like captured stars. A faint mist of magically chilled rosewater drifted in the air, softening the glow even further. Velvet seats, white tablecloths, napkins shaped like swans, everything about this high-class establishment screamed 'perfect for lovers'. A bard in the corner plucked a slow, dreamy melody from a harp that would definitely lead to at least three proposals tonight and one melodramatic breakup.

Sena sat stiffly in her elegant dark-blue evening dress with deep cleavage, back so straight it seemed like she feared slouching would get her arrested. Her expression was as tense as her posture, only moving to repeatedly adjust her glasses, trying very hard not to let her eyelid twitch.

Rejoining from another bathroom visit was Wiz–radiant, glowing, motherly, wearing a flowing lavender dress that managed to capture the woman’s increasingly sizable cleavage while still being draped beautifully around her round, undeniably pregnant belly. She had an almost ethereal beauty combined with the soft, wholesome warmth of fresh bread from the oven. She was smiling gently, carefully lowering herself back down to her chair while humming to herself.

Their table was quiet except for the harp and the faint clink of Sena nervously rotating her untouched glass of sparkling water for the seventh minute straight.

Wiz broke the silence first, her voice a soft blanket. “I’m sorry I keep going to the bathroom, my bladder keeps getting kicked by the twins,” she said with a small, dreamy smile. “All that bullying me... you don’t think I’ve actually got Aqua’s kids, do you?”

Sena shook her head, swallowing a lump in her throat. “Scientifically impossible, which means not improbable with our harem… unlike, mm…” she trailed off into a grumble.

Wiz cocked her head slightly, cutting back into her fish. “You seem tense, honey.”

“I’m fine,” Sena replied a little too fast.

Wiz leaned forward slightly, resting her chin in one hand and her massive tits on the table. “Can I ask what’s bothering you?”

Sena gave a thousand yard stare to the distant beyond.

What was bothering her? Could it have been Wiz? Surely the constant bathroom trips weren’t that annoying… No, the love of Sena’s life was always a wonder to behold and be around, yet a tiny part of Sena was perhaps… resentful of the lives that grew within the Lich. Darkness had made it normal for Sena to be baby crazy, creating a perfect partner to her harem, supporting all decisions to grow more young life across the land. And yet… for some reason, Sena’s own womb had yet to bear fruit. No matter what she tried or how much of Kazuma’s cum she shot up inside her, only those around the secretary ever seemed to get blessed.

It wouldn’t be that bad a problem, if Sena wasn’t reminded of her own barren insides so often through her work. Everyone needed her to help with endless paperwork dedicated to the harem. From maternity leave to balancing the income of the Succubus Shop, Sena did love her work… she did love Wiz… but deep down she just wished she could love them with a baby in her belly.

So no, it wasn’t Wiz specifically to blame for her bad mood. It was everyone else she’d met with today…

“I cannot deny, it was a very long day.”

-Flashback-

“Are you pregnant with Satou Kazuma’s child?”

“Uh, yah. Obviously.”

DING!

Sena sighed. Yet another liar had entered the ring of her office. She knew so as the magic bell that always detects fibs had just made abundantly clear. This flavour of liar was a young bleach blonde barbarian girl with pink streaks through her hair, wearing an outfit far too pristine and cutesy to truly have done any barbarism.

“That bell’s totally messed up! I’m like super preggers with Kazuya’s kid!”

While rubbing her temples, Sena shook her head, “The magic spirit in my bell knows more than both of us. Maybe you are pregnant, but it is not with Satou Kazuma’s child. As such I cannot accept you joining our harem.”

The barbarian gyaru slammed the table lightly when she stood, “That’s fucked, that is! My boyfriend got me that little guy's dildo that’s been going around. I don’t know what the bloody fuss was about, but I want my free fucking baby money!”

“Small? That can’t possibly be a Satou KazuDildo.”

“Of course it was!”

DING!

“Wha-?!”

Sena had already put her files away, shooing her out the door with a waft of her hand, “Sounds like your boyfriend lied to you, apologies. Visit next door if you’d like counseling by my associate, Ms. Lily the emotional support frog. I don’t have time to comfort you myself, NEXT!”

“You claim that Satou Kazuma took you out for dinner dates twenty times last week?”

The goblin girl was sweating profusely, not expecting this woman to be auditing her receipts so thoroughly, “Uhhmmmm…”

DING!

Sena frowned at the ludicrous expenses, “Yet, you paid for every meal.”

“W-what a scumbag, r-right?”

“This fund must be for expenses towards your child and only your child,” said Sena, handing back the forms. “Please redo the paperwork to receive your first payment.”

The goblin girl was indignant, “They were! A mama’s gotta eat! Not my fault Kazuma wants me so bad he takes me out so many times~!”

“You must know the colour of his eyes if you’ve gone on so many dates with him.” said Sena, dryly.

“...red?”

DING!

“NEXT!”

“So do we get dental?” asked the waitress from the guild.

“If you’re pregnant, yes.”

“I’m in. Where's the dental fuck boy?”

Sena was looking over the latest file with a lot of confusion, “Sorry to call you in from Elroad, ma’am. I just don’t understand this form you filed.”

The fluffy haired middle aged thief that never seemed to open her eyes all the way just kept the same dreamy smile she had on since she entered the room, “It’s a list of baby names~ I thought Kazuma would wanna see what me and my husband picked out~” She explained, getting up and showing off her thief costume with exposed midriff, rubbing her belly happily right in the secretary’s face.

Sena’s eye twitched, “I see.”

“Aren’t babies just the most precious little bundles of joy?” she went on, ignoring the irritation, “I can’t wait to introduce my precious cargo to the world~ I’ll bathe its little toes~ Take it on walks while carrying it close in my arms~ Watch as it grows into a-”

“FOR THE LOVE OF ERIS, NEXT!”

It was rare but not uncommon for Sena to have a visitor kick her door to get in.

“Where is he?!” barked Melissa, stomping herself over to Sena’s desk before slamming her hands upon it. It was hard to take her totally seriously, as she was currently wearing a school girl’s outfit that was at least two sizes too small for her. The shirt looked ready to burst from her DD breasts, and her skirt barely covered her pussy it was so short.

Sena stayed calm, keeping low eyes trained on the angry thief, “I don’t-”

“The worm you so pathetically work for.” Melissa spat, taking a piece of paper from inside her top pocket and once more slamming it down, “I put in the date request, I went through the proper channels, I waited at the meeting spot, and he DIDN’T SHOW UP.”

There was no real way Sena could argue this, as she could see the crumpled but legitimate Kazuma Ticket in her hand. One of the annoyances of working for such a well travelled stud. She sighed, looking down at the schedule she put so much time into and was routinely ignored, “Satou Kazuma is currently due back from his house call with The Axel Hearts any moment now.”

Melissa didn’t seem happy about waiting even one more second, “He made me the sex friend of the Harem for when I wanted to get off. I’m horny. Didn’t even send a fucking clone. Do you think I usually dress like this kind of slut?!”

“...no.”

DING!

“What was that?”

“N-nothing!” blurted Sena, popping the bell back into her drawer, leaving only a muffled DING! to ring out.

As her head raised back up from the desk, she was greeted with a thief sitting down in front of her very close to mount up her chair.

“Whatever, you better know how to lick, Secretary Slut.”

Melissa’s steamy spread legs sat before her, begging and twitching to be fucked by anything at this point. Her head pulled forwards till she could smell the pheromones pouring off of the thief’s thick thighs.

“...at least this job still has some benefits…” she thought before beginning to lick.

“There you are!”

Sena and Melissa had travelled to the nearby Axel Heart’s home once it was clear that Kazuma was taking far too long. As you’d expect, he’d grown quite the orgy and had totally lost track of time. Including the three idols, his three girlfriends, and a foxy beast girl they knew as Amy. Kazuma was currently taking a quick break to refuel with some of Amy’s delicious cooking when he noticed the two arrivals.

“Woah, Melissa?” He asked before getting angrily jumped upon by the school girl thief.

“Bastard! You better make standing me up worth it, right now!” She barked in his face, already lining up his cock before spearing herself down, “NnhAAHH! YES!”

The orgy had barely lost a step with the new addition, just a sea of bodies all indulging in each other and having fun.

And then there was Sena, watching on and knowing she still had so much paperwork to do. With Melissa satisfied she nodded at the orgy, “I shall take my leave then.”

“Don’t you want to join us?” asked Cielo, a member of the Axel Hearts, and currently naked while sitting on the floor.

She glanced over, feeling quite sexually hungry after a few days of no Kazuma cum, “I am sure he has his hands full already, and I still have a lot of work to do today.”

“Wait, you’re Sena, right?”

Sena turned to find another member of the idol group talking to her. She was currently also naked and drying her hair, apparently having taken an impromptu shower with Aqua and rejoining the orgy. Sena nodded at her question a little timidly.

“While you’re here, I need to talk to you quick about maternity pay for The Axel Hearts, if that’s okay?”

“Very well, M-Miss Lia.” said Sena, still acting rather timidly. She was expecting the worst when it came to financial talk, but Lia was quick to hand her over a stack of well made documents.

“There, so, pages one through three cover projected downtime costs, pages four and five detail our income from performances–you can see the eris cost of average net profit after merch right there–and page six includes our attendance heat map for concert demand over the next quarter. And-are you okay?”

Sena’s jaw was so low. After a day of dealing with dregs and liars, here was an actual intelligent girl… one that Sena had been wishing to meet for years. She couldn’t help but smile giddily. “Yes! Yes… sorry. I’m, uh, I’m a big fan.”

“Oh, of the Axel Hearts?”

“It may not be my place, but you were always my favourite member of the band. After hearing about your leadership, I started rooting for you. You just seemed like the most organised and dependable of the group.”

“Haha, well you know, thanks-I try.”

“This is all incredible, Lia,” Sena said, adjusting her glasses in awe. “I just need one last form confirming the three of you being pregnant.”

“Right! I did those, they’re still in my room,” Lia said, unconcerned and walking casually through the living space.

As Lia skipped away, Sena allowed herself the tiniest smile of admiration. Truly, this girl is a powerhouse, she thought. An idol, a manager, a strategic economist… the kind of woman who holds her team together with glitter, spreadsheets, and raw charisma. No wonder the Axel Hearts are so successful under her leadership-

Lia opened her bedroom door.

A wave of chaos washed out like a cursed aura. There were costumes draped over lamps, makeup palettes forming geological layers on the floor, snack wrappers embedded in what might have once been carpet, and a half-inflated festival balloon slowly deflating in the corner like it had lost the will to live. There was what could only be described as a ‘laundry cave’ taking up residence next to merchandise of several body pillows depicting herself.

“Found it!” Lia chirped, fishing the documents out from under an assortment of fan letters, “Here you-”

“PLEASE LET ME CLEAN YOUR ROOM.”

Back at the restaurant, Wiz is calmly buttering bread with such soft kindness it might cause emotional damage.

“So you cleaned her room, and did you then join in with Kazuma?”

“…I did, I think Lady Lalatina insisted on my behalf. Though in the process we seemed to make Lia’s room even messier than when I’d started. I’m not even sure how…”

Wiz reaches across the table and squeezes her hand. “Don’t be down, Sena-chan. You’re doing such important work. Even if the others don’t always appreciate you as much as they should.”

Sena softens, the weight lifting slightly. Maybe life isn’t hopeless. “I am not doing it for praise or adoration. This work is for the good of everyone, and the truly humungous baby boom that Satou Kazuma will lead. Even if…” She trailed off, still nowhere closer to her true dream.

“Did you ask the bell if you were pregnant yet?” asked Wiz with a beaming smile.

“I…” her voice trailed off. It had been a daily question for her until… well, about a week ago. No new cum had entered her that evening due to her collapsing, and the ding was so painful that she decided to skip it for the day. Now realising that she’d then forgotten to ask for several days after. “I haven’t…”

“Do you have it with you now?”

She did. But looking at Wiz’s soft features beaming back at her, it felt wrong to confirm it, “This evening is rather magical, Wiz. I don’t want to ruin it with disappointment.”

Sena shook her head, feeling like she needed a minute to recover from even the glimmer of hope she was denying for herself. Reaching over the table to take her shaking hand, Wiz’s warmth tore her from that self fulfilling denial spiral. The beaming ray of Sena’s life tying her back down to here and now.

“Why not take the risk, one more time, for me? I have a good feeling.”

Her mind wanted to say no, to just continue the wonderful meal like she’d planned it before heading back home for their usual sexual copulation. But her heart… her heart couldn’t deny a request from Wiz.

Sena opened her purse and placed the bell down next to her salad.

It seemed to stare back at her, waiting to ding at her dreams like it had done so many times before. Gathering all her courage to face that disappointment once more.

“I’m pregnant.”

…

Internally, she’d heard it. A tumultuous fight for reality as she suddenly realised… no, it couldn’t be…

“I’m pregnant?” she repeated, hearing not but a rattle from the bell. The logical side of her had one last hail mary play, “I’m a giant purple dildo.” DING! “I’m pregnant!”

Silence.

“I’M PREGNANT!”

Wiz was around the table before Sena could even register what was happening. Her happiness pouring off her, making her body shake in pure glee as her wife’s arms wrapped around her. It was the only time Sena truly didn’t care about making a scene in a restaurant, she would repeat the words infinitely at any volume. “I’M REALLY PREGNANT!”

“You did it, Sena-chan!”

“There’s so much to do… I need to name it, file for the extension, hire babyproofers, get maternity leave,” Tears were streaming down her face as she hugged Wiz back hard, “I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy to do my own paperwork!”

Rain & Claire

There had been a contest. A Harem Knight contest, to be precise. In that event, Harem Knights from all over the land were put against each other–nakedly standing shoulder to shoulder in a grand display of virility–to seduce and claim as many of the King’s knights and maids before he closed the Harem Knight programme forever for all but one.

We all know who won that, but we never dealt with the fallout for one pair of retainers.

Claire the Knight and Rain the Wizard, Princess Iris’ bodyguards and confidants, were standing together late at night outside of Iris’ room to have a private meeting of what to do next. Specifically, who not to do.

“We were acting crazy.” Said Claire.

“Crazy.” Nodded Rain.

“Satou Kazuma is no knight, harem or otherwise. A man like that could never seduce two upstanding individuals like ourselves.”

“He was just the one that found us that day of the festival.”

“Exactly. We were obliged to open our legs by the King’s orders.”

“It could have been Sir Mitsurugi.”

“A broad chested hero! We would have been much happier if he’d found us.”

“Much happier.”

“Much.”

Their words petered out, both their minds drifting to that same brave man they’d seen weeping once the contest was over. Angrily destroying a room over ‘His Lady Aqua’.

“...though Sir Mitsurugi is no longer a Harem Knight.”

“U-unfortunately not,” said Claire with a cough, “But we are still under no obligation to follow through to join Satou Kazuma’s lustful cult.”

Rain nodded quickly again, “That’s true! We could quit it right now.”

“We should! Our duties lie with guarding Princess Iris, we cannot be expected to become his corrupted broodmares as well,” Claire’s hand went to her chest to speak like a true hero before aiming itself at Rain, “Let’s make a pact to avoid Satou Kazuma and his horrible penis for as long as we live.”

“Agreed,” said Rain, taking Claire’s hand to shake, “Never again.”

3 days later

“You’re an evil, evil man.”

“You called me.”

Rain didn’t even hear Kazuma’s retort, her heartbeat was beating far too loudly in her ears the longer he touched her. Those corrupt hands squeezing both of her lonesome breasts so tenderly, pulling on her diamond hard nipples through the thin layer of white cloth. His lips teasingly kissing her neck, threatening to hickey her but her melted body unable to even consider fighting back against his manly ministrations.

“Shh,” She shushed mostly to herself after letting out a particularly loud moan, “C-Claire and Iris are in the next room, I can’t be spotted with y-you!”

His voice was low and growling in her ear that he was nibbling, “Oh no, don’t go trying to paint me in your head like I’m the one at fault here. You gave me a royal summon to come fool around with you. Now I’m going to keep you right here until you either walk away or ask me to go further.”

Rain whimpered, lightly scratching her fingers against the wall separating her sins from her best friends. She was trapped between a rock and a long, throbbing, pussy melting, pantie dropping, overly girthy, hard place. Said hard place right now resting against the rear of her dress.

It had been such a long few days since the contest. Rain had never considered herself a lewd woman, but after getting your body enraptured with true sexual pleasure it’s hard for your feelings not to desire that high at least a second time. Sleep had eluded her almost completely these last few nights. Her heartbeat and burning pussy knowing that somewhere out there a bunch of women were getting dicked down by Kazuma, and only her pride/friendship with Claire was stopping her from joining them. Rain had spent her whole career trying to live up to the ideals of her parents, alleviating herself apart from her household’s humble status. As such, she’d been **** to learn how to masturbate–stroking herself wildly and repeatedly as soon as she’d figured it out–just to get a few hours of restless sleep before getting up and taking care of Iris. It was when the Princess had called her out on the disheveled nature of her hair that Rain knew what she had to do.

Rain’s ass cheeks lightly chewed on the meat, clenching as hard as they could to tantalise and seduce. Her eyes peered over her shoulder in a half lidded way, voice husky with lust, “You wish me to only ask?”

“You’re right,” said Kazuma, grinning at her attitude and knowing just how to deal with masochists, “Don’t ask. Beg.”

Rain’s hips couldn’t stop backing into his dick, her lip biting at the promise of returning to true pleasure, all with the secretiveness of being so close to the Princess adding an extra layer of forbidden fun. Claire would truly be disgusted at her actions, but Rain was losing the ability to care.

“I-”

“I refuse.”

Though she spoke with clear intention, Claire’s hands did not stop stroking Kazuma’s penis close enough for his precum to smear against her armour.

“Do you really?” Kazuma chuckled, “I guess I’m going to need my dick back then.” He made a single step backwards, but Claire’s grip only tightened, like a dog with a stick they wanted you to throw. “Hmhm. Yeah, you really seem like you’re ‘refusing’ right now.”

“Sh-shut up,” Claire hissed, angrily pumping her fingers up and down his meat even faster, “I am not relieving you out of some… desire, if that’s what you’re getting at. I told you, this is to remove your lusts before you walk around the castle in an undignified state.”

“That isn’t what you said. You said you were trying to figure out if I’d ‘cursed’ your body and needed a ‘sample of your jism’.”

Claire’s face grew even redder, failing to remember which lame excuse she’d actually used on him, “R-right… that one.” She slinked her body down to the floor, bringing her head so close to the girth that had been keeping her up at night. Back then, Claire hadn’t gotten a proper look at it–Rain had been stacked on top of Claire by Kazuma and fucked, so a lot of her visuals were her best friend kissing her as their cunts were pounded to blissful messes–so now she was taking in its breadth properly. The colours, the smells, those swelling balls that had bred half the kingdom… just staring into its winking eye was almost hypnotising her to ignore the man attached and pump her hands as hard as she could.

“Hehe, you’re even worse than…” said Kazuma, trailing off before he accidentally revealed anything, “Mmm~ Nice hand work there.”

Claire nearly asked ‘Even worse than who?’ but Kazuma’s huge dick twitched in a way that made her womb ache with desire. Her heated breath hitched in her throat, “I-I didn’t know men could move their things like that…”

“Oh yeah, it’s like a muscle, we can definitely wiggle it,” said Kazuma, reaching down to stroke her blonde with blue striped hair, “Want me to show you in your throat?”

She knew she shouldn’t. Iris was doing her math homework with Rain only one room over, and it was becoming unbelievable how long this ‘bathroom break’ was becoming. But after so many days of pent up desire, she knew she couldn’t resist.

“Just for the sample…”

The noble knight’s mouth opened wide, stretching those lips to seal around Kazuma’s tempting tower…

-

“Ohh, your throat’s so tight~”

Rain had gotten pretty good at blowjobs now, at least that’s what she thought. Lips keeping tight suction, tongue flicking between his cockhead and frenulum, predicting the times Kazuma’s cock would twitch and clamping her throat down tighter–she felt particularly proud when the breeder moaned sweetly for her.

Though this time, she regretted it.

“Hm?” Asked Iris, “What was that sound?”

Rain and Kazuma’s eyes locked, panic setting in for both before Kazuma’s quick thinking kicked in, “Kero!”

“Just a baby frog. I’ll tell the gardner to shoo it out the castle before it grows.”

“Oh, can’t we go look for it, Claire?”

“After we finish the game. You must show discipline, Lady Iris.”

Kazuma peered over the bush very carefully. His eyes locked on the two playing their shogi game calmly in the palace garden. Once he was sure that Iris was once more settled, he lowered his head.

He wiped his brow, “Maybe this one was too risky. They’re pretty close…”

“Lie down.”

There was a beat where he gave the wizard an incredulous look, but her determined scowl made him realise he has no real qualms with being caught. It was Rain’s honor on the line, and if she wanted to keep going then he would lie down upon command.

After he was down, Rain gave her own glance over the bush, still pumping Kazuma before spinning around and hovering herself over him. Being as quiet as a baby frog could be, the wizard rolled up her robes until her steamy unpantied peach was revealed to

“We just need to keep you quiet…” She whispered, lowering herself down until she felt a manly tongue begin to happily lap at her cunt. “Ah~!”

“There it was again!”

Rain swallowed the rush of feelings she had back as hard as she could to exclaim, “K-Keero!”

“Frog. Don’t get distracted because you’re winning.”

“You always let me win!”

Kazuma hadn’t stopped his **** on her pussy the entire time, and she realised the only way to ignore another incident was to plug her own mouth up this time. Her throat filled fast with fiery funstick as the two pleasured each other so close to the youthful monarchy that she was tasked to protect.

She was especially happy Kazuma’s dick was so wide, as she climaxed hard enough to scream into his throat plugging penis. Her quivering quim still lovingly lapped even through the fantastic fluid flood Rain was raining down upon Kazuma.

All she had to do was squeeze herself even closer to him to avoid being found out.

Yet that squeeze was exactly what was threatening her as well.

“Claire?! Where have you gone?!” the pair heard Iris call out, her light footsteps on the marble floor walking past the closet, thankfully without opening it. The two sighed before Claire lightly slapped him in the arm.

“What the hell are you even doing here?! You were supposed to show up later!”

“Uhhh… you know.” said Kazuma, scratching the back of his head, “These days it feels like I’m spending more time here than at home… and I guess I got excited knowing that you were wearing that thing I requested.”

Claire gulped, pouting and blushing in rage, but unable to stop her heart beating faster from this fool’s foolish fuckery. They were cramped so tightly in this little hideaway, the various mops and cleaning supplies used by the help had slightly fallen so there was only room enough to stand chest to chest.

“You are wearing it, right?”

Still refusing to speak, Claire began to undo her top buttons. She couldn’t look at him, but could feel his heated breath against her porcelain skin when she opened up her top to show him.

“Hoo~ Hell yeah! Never thought I’d get you in a cowkini~”

“Shush. I have no idea why you’d request such a ridiculous outfit, you already have a much larger chest to enjoy in Lady Lalatina.”

Kazuma wasn’t really listening, instead just cupping her cs with childish glee. Though he was surprised to find her cow themed bra becoming increasingly moist, “Oh? Did you drink what I suggested too?”

Her eyes still refused to look at him.

“Claire milk~” Kazuma chuckled, squeezing her areola lightly through the fabric until the liquid bubbled through the thin amount of cloth and onto his fingers. With a flourish, Kazuma made a point to show Claire the way he licked it off each digit. “Mm, how creamy of you. I wonder if Iris would enjoy your milk as much as I.”

“Do you think?!” said Claire with a bit too much excitement, “To be the Princess’ personal dairy cow would be a dream come true…”

“Well too bad,” Kazuma chuckled low, taking her ass in hand and pushing her back against his chest, “Cause you’re mine.”

He could feel the way her heart rate increased, “I…” she clenched her teeth, wishing nothing more than to push away this degenerate with her own will. But he was clever, getting hard from her milk and locking her thighs around his girth with a single thrust.

She’d resisted fucking him for this long, and her pussy hated her for it.

Claire was internally throbbing now, just from resting against his intercrucial placement. She knew she was leaking along his shaft–wanting nothing more than to wrap her legs around him and ride that thick prick until morning. The thinness of the cowkini was really making her feel every veiny ridge of his dick against her pussy. Maybe it was the lactation potion she drank, or the pheromones that Rain had unknowingly made her swim in, but Claire could practically feel her womb descend to beg him for cum.

She lightly punched his chest in frustration with herself, “F-fine, tonight I-I’ll let you… copulate with me… from behind.”

“Nah.”

“...eh?”

“Call me a simpleton, but I want the girl I fuck to want me,” he said, only half telling the truth. He didn’t need Claire to like him, but seeing her hatred corrupt to lust was too tempting to ignore, “Kiss me, right now, or I’m no longer coming over when you call.”

“A-a kiss?!”

He nodded, letting the offer hang in the air as she considered kissing her least favourite man attached to her favourite cock. There would be no pretending he was someone else once she knew the taste of Satou Kazuma. She’d be admitting that she needed him–deeply and carnally–which was something her pride may not be able to survive.

Having pretty good hip dexterity at this point, Kazuma pulled his dick out from between her thighs before thrusting it upwards so it ran up her skirt. Placing it on her mons close enough that his nuts rested on her pussy lips. The cockhead managing to push past her skirt’s hem to rest on Claire’s bare skin, “Feel how it rubs so high up against your belly? That emptiness you feel could all be over. You just need to admit you want me.”

Suddenly, Claire grabbed the back of his head and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. Kazuma was taken slightly aback, expecting only a peck to be satiated and not this full tongue-on-tongue service. He quickly leaned into it though, pushing against her back with his hands as their bodies merged into one being.

Then the door opened.

“You and him?!” hissed Rain.

Claire’s head hung low, “I know…”

“How long?!”

“I… I…”

“Both of you have been fooling around with me for about two weeks,” said Kazuma from Claire’s bed. Rain snapped her head towards him with wide angry eyes, causing Kazuma to shrug, “What? I’m not playing favourites here.”

Claire’s mouth hung down wide, “Y-you too?!”

“Yes.”

“How could you, Rain?! What about our pact?!”

“Really? You wanna go there after what I found you two doing?”

“I had ****! What if he brought that perverted energy of his to Lady Iris?! I had to… drain all of his lust before her b-big brother could visit!” She could feel Rain’s disapproving glare at the awful excuse.

“Does Iris even know I’m here?” asked Kazuma.

“How do you know I wasn’t doing something similar? I am more the mediator from the common folk to the Princess, would it not fall to me to drain Kazuma?”

“N… no? Because… I’m her knight!”

“One whose vows are broken by a big enough penis?”

“Tch! Lady Rain, you forget your place.”

“Bringing our ranks out just to win a fight? To think I once respected you, Lady Claire.”

“Respected me enough to break our vow mere days after setting it?”

“Okay! Okay!” Kazuma repeatedly clapped to get their attention, “This catfight has gone from kinda hot to crossing lines. What are you two even fighting about? Really? You both want the exact same thing, which is treating your healthy libidos to some hardcore sex. And we could do it right now, after you two apologise to each other.”

They both glared at him, then slowly turned to each other, only to quickly turn away in sync.

Claire shuffled around for a few seconds, “I suppose… he has a point.”

“...perhaps.”

“And it would be bad if we fought in front of Lady Iris.”

“Especially when it is both of our faults that we are acting this way.”

They finally looked back at each other, staring deeply into each other’s apologetic and near weeping eyes before leaping into each other’s arms. Crying out in unison, “I’m sorry!”

“I just couldn’t sleep without getting another go!” cried Rain.

“I know! Originally I thought I called him just to find out if he'd cursed us through some lingering succubus juice or something, but I really just had this itch I needed him to scratch!” Claire whined, wiping her tears on Rain’s shoulder, “I’m such a shameful slut…”

Rain pushed her off her lightly to look her in the eyes, “We both are. At least it got easier once we did it with him, right?”

Claire blinked. “You’ve had sex with him?!”

“H-have you not?”

Claire snapped her head towards the man that had been stripping the entire time they were sharing a moment, “That isn’t fair, you let Rain fuck you before me?!”

“She was into it quicker. I can’t **** you to do it with me,” Kazuma shrugged before he suddenly got jumped on by the blonde knight. Her tongue resuming the kinky action they were doing before being interrupted.

“I get first go.”

“Yes ma’am.”

And ride she did.

With all barriers broken between them, Claire and Rain felt no more shame between them for indulging. They were no longer the passive lovers being dragged into a Kazuma breeding session. They were choosing this, and they were going to enjoy every second of it.

Just having both of them strip for him had been enough to make Kazuma full mast. Now he was lying on Claire’s bed, having this fine woman–the one that often grimaced at his appearance at best and openly talked of his negative qualities in front of Iris at worst–now moaning deeply on top of his lap.

Her heavy chest slapping against her own skin with each jump of her wide hips, strong knightly arms above her ahegaoing head, all while Rain supported her waist while sucking her milk filled tits.

Kazuma had taken a fondness to blonde knights for some reason, and Claire was proving the point that Lalatina had set; that strong hard women often had hungry plushy pussies.

Claire’s womb was finally happy. The bullying cockhead was pushing on her sensitive insides so hard, and she could feel him lightly wiggling his meat around in her to great effect.

She just wanted to clamp down harder with each humping jump. Each second he remained inside her the moans grew deeper and sweatier. Heat rushing up her body, corrupting her mind like so many before her, yet she didn’t care. Pleasure felt good. Kazuma felt good. She was far too gone to sweat the details anymore.

“Ahn! Ahn! AANGG!” her moans oozed out of her so liberally now, “KUUH! FFUUCK!”

“Ohh, Claire said a swear~” Chuckled Kazuma, “Is that the first time I’ve heard you swear?”

“I believe that is the first time I’ve heard it too.” Agreed Rain from Claire’s chest, “It’s hot that you got it out of her.”

“Isn’t it?”

Claire could feel Kazuma’s twitchy cock agree with Rain as well, “Y-you wish for my speech to reduce down to juvenile levels?! I want you to FUCK me, Satou Kazuma! Stretch my cunt, fill me with your fucking hot Harem Knight seed, make me your bitch more than you already fucking have!”

“Fuck yeah!”

The springs on Claire’s bed had been living such a peaceful existence until this day, now they felt like they were about to break from the intense plowing from both Claire and Kazuma.

Their hips moving like a blur, cock thrusting back against cunt with every bounce. Building up to their shared orgasm staring into each other’s eyes. Growing ever close-

“Are you in here Claire…?”

The speed in which the three moved could have broken the sound barrier.

Rain and Kazuma dove down, getting as flat as they could on the bed, while Claire covered her naked body with the sheet. Creating a hopeful blindspot behind her as the Princess walked into her room.

“I found you!” beamed Iris, pointing at her knight without a care in the world.

“Y-yes, you did!” Claire panted, realising too late that she hadn’t evacuated Kazuma’s cock from inside her pussy. Their orgasm had been so close, and now they were **** to pause in front of the monarchy. “Haa…”

“Are you okay, Claire?”

Was she? All those feelings of sneaking around had suddenly resurfaced in a very strange and confusing way. Her womb became angry at her once more. Torn from its release, Claire could feel a thumping need to drown her insides in Kazuma’s jizz burning at her core. It meant that her pussy was clenching down on him hard, and she could tell Kazuma was feeling it too.

His cock twitched, not in a fun little ‘I want you to feel good’ way. No, he was clearly struggling to hold back the sea of white his balls were readying to send up into Claire. Rain had her hand on his mouth, trying to keep him quiet, but it was a losing battle.

Both their crotches were **** to release. This pause for Iris felt torturous, and wasn’t doing anything to their racing hearts but delaying the inevitable.

“I-I’m f~fiiiiine!” Claire sang out, shuddering with every word, “J-just-haaaa-r-ready to c-count!”

“Oh! It is my turn to hide?”

Claire bit at her sheets, eyes a flutter for just a moment, “Yessss… yes! Go! Hide n-now!”

“Okay, I will! No peeking, Claire!”

Claire was waving goodbye, raising her hips to about half way up Kazuma’s mast, waiting for that one lovely sound of-

Click

SLAM!

“GGUUHHHH!” Kazuma groaned as her hips slapped back against his waist. That was all he needed to let loose his edged nut inside Claire. Boiling jizz shot out from his cock even thicker than usual after having to hold it in so long.

The knight, fearing Iris not moving far, slammed her head against her mattress. Biting at the sheets to cover her own orgasm ripping through her, “NNNNNNNNN!!!!”

To Rain, it looked like Claire was prostrating herself to Kazuma. Seeing her head hit the mattress, and her raised shuddering buttocks that filled with boiling cum. Spurting out in wild strands that stuck them together like glue. The both of them were panting mess, ruining the life of Claire’s bed even more today.

Claire had never moved so fast through the halls of the castle before. Maybe not even when villains Musume or the masked vigilante were roaming around. But for getting back to the fun? She was practically sliding across the marble floors.

“I found Iris and put her to bed,” Claire declared with a pant, closing the doors behind her and stripping once more. “How much have I missed?”

“J-just one r-round…” said Rain, clenching at the sheets while Kazuma pounded her from behind. She looked like a tense bundle of nerves, only able to grip on to sense as this roller coaster of sensations was thrust upon her again and again.

Once derobed, Claire returned to her increasingly sticky bed and wrapped her body around Kazuma’s. Pressing her breasts firmly into his back as he thrust into her friend, nibbling on his ear like he’d done to her so many times now. “So you skipped my turn. Don’t you think it’s my turn now? I so dearly want you back inside me…” Claire leaned in close to whisper in the most sultry voice she could, “...Onii-chan.”

That did it. Hearing that phrase come from the person that hated it the most confused and aroused Kazuma enough to release the orgasm he’d been holding back. Rain’s screeching voice muffled only by the bedding as her hole was bombarded with thick gushes of cum.

“Ch-cheater…” Rain croaked out once their shared orgasm subsided. Unable to even lick Kazuma clean as Claire had already taken that from her too. “I learned a spell that can increase your sensitivity, you know…”

Kazuma couldn’t help but chuckle at the way these two dignified defenders of justice were so much more childish behind closed doors. Maybe it was all the responsibilities they burdened themselves with, or just their playful sides they had to suppress around Iris. Either way, he was happy they were smiling so deeply with each other now, “Don’t worry you two, like so many days before this, I can go all~ll night.”

“Onii-chan!”

“Hey, kiddo-OOF!”

Kazuma was always surprised by the strength of Iris tackling him. The young girl had been fed the strongest mana and bulk potions since birth, not to mention the physical training she’d been through.

She was a top tier threat, especially when she was excited enough to jump into his arms and send them both skidding along the floor. Part of him even thought she liked to see how far they could slide.

It at least made her happy, and the two were chuckling even as they slid in front of her two wards.

Claire clicked her tongue, “Hmph, your form–as usual–needs work if you are being knocked over by the Princess so easily.”

Kazuma knew this was Claire just keeping up appearances. Still, some sympathy for a fellow no-sleeper would have been appreciated, he had been up all night fucking both of them and knew exactly how tough it was for both of them to stand right now was. Kazuma shot her a frowning glance before his plan began to grow in real time, spreading a grin across his lips.

“Hey Iris, do me a favour would you? I think she’s jealous so give Claire a hug too.”

“Uh, she never falls over like you, Onii-chan… but sure!”

“WAIT!”

As she slid along the floor with a somewhat giddy expression, Claire’s tired body would **** her to hold her tongue next time.

Of course there would be many more ‘next times’.