Though Haruto gave all sorts of commands, he never did anything excessively perverse.
A low command, a whispered order, and they would comply, their bodies moving with a trained eagerness that was intoxicating to behold. Yet, he always held back from true degradation, his control absolute.
This applied to both the Takamine sisters and Reina's group.
What Haruto wanted was an exclusive plaything, not a public toilet.
All his training was based on this principle.
Yuki and Haruto had been at odds for a long time. Occasional teasing was fine, but going too far would be in poor taste.
After enjoying Yuki's riding skills for a while, Haruto pulled her into his arms and began thrusting upward.
The shift in position was sudden, granting him deeper access. Her tight warmth clenched around him in surprise, a wet, silken glove squeezing his length.
"Mmm... Ah... Mmm—"
Her choked moans were swallowed by his mouth, her body arching against his as he filled her completely, each upward drive hitting a spot that made her vision blur.
Yuki clung tightly to Haruto, her cherry lips instinctively seeking comfort.
Haruto gripped her pink hips and slammed her down, driving half of "Little Haruto's" head into an even hotter ring of flesh.
The head of his dick pressed insistently against the tight, virgin pucker of her ass, the resistance a delicious friction against his sensitive crown.
"Ugh...!!!"
It was a sound of shock, of sudden, overwhelming fullness, a mixture of pain and forbidden pleasure that stole the very air from her lungs.
With her tongue captured by Haruto, Yuki could only let out a muffled whimper.
Then, her delicate body trembled in waves.
Her internal muscles fluttered wildly around his invading shaft, a rhythmic, desperate clenching that milked him from root to tip.
His cock pulsed violently within her ass, jetting stream after stream of hot cum deep into her depths, marking her internally.
"Haa—"
Haruto took a deep breath and gently lifted Yuki off, placing her softly on the sofa.
A soft, wet sound accompanied his withdrawal, and a trickle of his release followed, evidence of their intimate connection.
Being petite had its advantages—not only was she easy to carry, but her pussy depth was also shallow.
With a little effort, he could experience that dual-sucking sensation.
He could bottom out inside her with ease, feeling her cervix kiss the tip of his cock with every deep thrust, while her ass offered a thrilling, tight ring of pressure around the base.
After one round, Reina crawled over, panting softly.
Her eyes were glazed with lust, her skin flushed. She moved with a serpentine grace, her full breasts swaying with each movement, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
"Haruto~ There's still a long time until dawn~"
Her voice was husky, dripping with need. She trailed her fingers down his chest, lower, until her fingertips brushed against his semi-hard dick, already stirring again with potential.
Haruto knew what she was hinting at, but before continuing, he had to finish some business first.
He closed his eyes to assess his physical state.
The intoxicating scent of sex and sweat filled his nostrils, a perfume of his own conquest. Beneath it, he could sense the flow of his own energy, a current of power fed by their pleasure.
His stamina had slightly depleted, his magical energy had risen a bit, and his vigor remained abundant, as if he had an endless supply of essence.
The only issue was that Little Haruto had been through consecutive battles, suffering severe wear and tear, leaving him slightly swollen and numb.
His dick was sensitive, almost raw, from the relentless friction, yet it throbbed with a relentless hunger, eager to be sheathed in warmth once more.
Hmm... or perhaps it was due to his lack of proficiency in enchantment, causing some unintended side effects...
Haruto ran his hands all over Reina, from front to back, but refused to fuck her.
His palms cupped the heavy weight of her breasts, thumbs circling her hard nipples until she mewled. He then squeezed the generous curves of her ass, pulling her apart to glimpse the glistening, pink folds that awaited him.
Reina panted incessantly, her spring waters trickling, the emptiness and itch in her valley left unsoothed.
A slick, honeyed warmth coated her inner thighs. She could feel the ache deep within her womb, a hollow need that only his thickness could satisfy.
Her soft little hands grasped his dick as she eagerly raised her plump, rounded, bubbly ass.
Her fingers stroked his hardening shaft, smearing the bead of pre-cum that welled at the tip, using it to slick her movements, guiding him toward her dripping entrance.
"Haruto... hurry, come in... mmm, inside..."
"Put your dick in me, Haruto… please, I need to feel you stretch me open…"
Little Haruto slid in effortlessly, filling her insides completely, sending waves of pleasure through Reina.
Her cunt was so wet and ready that he sank in to the base in one smooth, glorious thrust, her inner walls stretching to accommodate his girth before clenching down in welcome.
After a few seconds, seeing that he showed no intention of moving, Reina shot Haruto a resentful glance before using her long, beautiful legs to lift herself, rocking her hips to serve him actively.
She rolled her hips in a slow, grinding circle, ensuring his dick rubbed against every sensitive spot inside her, a low groan rumbling in her throat at the sensation.
Noticing her intentions, Haruto smirked and gripped her slender waist tightly, preventing her from moving.
His grip was like iron, holding her immobile, forcing her to simply feel the full, unmoving invasion of his member buried deep within her core.
"Hmm?" Reina tilted her head, looking at him. "Haruto, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just have something to ask you."
"What is it?"
Unable to grind fiercely, Reina could only wiggle her hips, rubbing her core against his dick's tip to ease the hunger in her womb.
The subtle movements made her clit rub against his pubic bone, sending sharp jolts of pleasure through her, but it wasn't enough. She needed the friction, the pounding, the brutal filling.
"You can ask while we do it... it won't interfere."
Haruto chuckled. "I think it will."
"What exactly do you want to know?"
"About why you all targeted me in the first place... and why you keep insisting on having sex with me..."
He paused, thrusting his hips two sharp, shallow times before continuing, "Don't you owe me an explanation?"
The two quick thrusts were a cruel tease, just enough to make her inner muscles clench in anticipation before he fell still again, leaving her more desperate than before.
"Oh... mmm..."
A broken sob escaped her lips. The brief movement was agony and ecstasy, a hint of the release she craved but was denied.
Reina's legs went weak as tingling sensations spread through her body.
Before she could savor the feeling, Haruto stopped again, leaving her grinding her teeth in frustration.
"What... what explanation?"
She looked genuinely puzzled. "We just thought you were handsome and looked easy to bully..."
Her performance was masterful, the picture of confused innocence, even as her cunt pulsed rhythmically around his embedded dick, betraying her true arousal.
Women were born actresses—Reina's innocent expression, her clueless little eyes...
If Haruto hadn't already figured things out, he might've been fooled.
"Are you sure?" Haruto tightened his grip on her waist and lifted slightly, sucking in his abdomen.
He began to slowly withdraw, the ridge of his cockhead stretching her entrance exquisitely as he pulled back, threatening to leave her empty and aching.
"Mmm~"
It was a whine of protest, a sound of pure loss as she felt him slipping away, the emptiness returning with a vengeance.
Feeling the intrusion retreat, Reina moaned, her eyes fluttering shut in pleasure.
"Hmph!"
Haruto snorted and forcefully pushed her down while thrusting upward sharply.
In one powerful motion, he slammed her back down onto his lap, impaling her deeply, the force of it knocking the air from her lungs in a satisfied gasp.
Reina's emerald eyes flew open as she whimpered between laughter and tears, "Ah... yes... right there... harder..."
"Fuck! Yes! Just like that! Don't stop, Haruto, please!"
"Not a chance."
Haruto smirked and went still again.
He remained buried to the hilt, a statue within her, letting her feel every inch of him but granting her no movement to find her release.
Little Haruto kept signaling his desire to move, but when the boss had business to attend to, the little brother had no choice but to obey.
His dick throbbed angrily inside her hot, wet confines, begging for the friction of a hard, fast pace, but Haruto's will was supreme.
"Move... Haruto, move already..."
"Please, fuck me… I need you to fuck my pussy hard…"
Having tasted the thrill of his thrusts, Reina found her valley even more unbearably itchy than before.
She said with a sob in her voice, "That really is the reason..."
"I know I'm quite popular with girls, but you don't have to fixate on me like this, do you?"
Haruto remained unmoved and replied calmly, "This past week, I've been busy looking for Rias-senpai. If you're this desperate, why not go after other guys?"
Even though he spent his days running to the Occult Research Club, Haruto hadn't forgotten to keep an eye on Reina and the others.
If he noticed them being targeted by some sleazy guys, he would definitely step in to stop it.
But if they were the ones actively pursuing other men...
Haruto wouldn't waste any more energy on them.
There was a difference between being inherently promiscuous and being forcibly molded into a slut.
The latter, if stopped in time or if they never encountered those sleazy guys, were just girls with a bit of a libido.
If men could be lustful, why couldn't women?
But if it was the former... Haruto couldn't just keep them tied to him forever.
He could stop it once, twice, but not for a lifetime.
Better to be the one doing the cucking than to be cucked.
Treat them as mere vessels, calling them over for a quick romp when the mood struck...
Ahem... never mind, he didn't want too many like-minded "comrades."
Reina's expression darkened as she snapped, "What do you take us for?"
"Don't forget, you were the ones who forced yourselves on me."
Haruto wasn't fazed at all. Whether Reina was acting or genuinely upset, he had solid reasoning to stand on.
"It's hard to imagine how 'pure' girls who gang up on a boy the first time could be."
"That's not how it was! If we hadn't found out you could help—"
In her agitation over not getting her insides fucked, Reina nearly blurted out the real reason.
Luckily, she caught herself in time.
But being viewed that way by Haruto made her furious.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got—holding back only made her feel worse.
Reina huffed, "Fine! Tomorrow, I'll take Yukina and the others to a mixer."
Haruto's expression didn't change. "In that case, you won't need to come looking for me anymore."
"You... you...!"
Reina's heart ached. She had only spoken out of anger, never expecting Haruto to be so cold.
Overwhelmed by a wave of bitterness, her lips trembled, but no words came out.
Seeing the golden-haired beauty on the verge of tears, Haruto felt a pang of guilt.
Of course, he knew Reina's threat was empty, but this was non-negotiable—his bottom line.
And right now, he couldn't back down. Giving in would undo everything.
Under the cold moonlight, Reina bit her lip, silent, fighting back the tears threatening to fall.
Haruto turned his head away, unable to bear the sight of the girl's stubborn yet aggrieved expression. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist comforting her.
If he looked a moment longer, he would cave. He would pull her into his arms and forget the entire argument, and that was a luxury he could not afford.
The standoff lasted for a while until Ruri couldn't take it anymore.
"Reina, just tell Haruto already."
Ruri sidled up to Haruto and pulled his arm into the lively embrace of her ample breasts.
"Haruto has already entered the Inner Academy, and his strength surpasses ours now. Even if we don't say anything, others will eventually tell him."
Her voice was a soft, persuasive murmur against his shoulder, her breath warm through the fabric of his clothes.
Reina sullenly turned her head away, refusing to speak.
Her silence was a wall, but her body betrayed her. A slight tremble ran through her shoulders, and her breathing was becoming more ragged, more uneven.
Her attitude was clear—you can say it if you want, but I won't.
At that moment, Yukina also approached, wrapping her arms around Haruto's other arm while pressing her lips to Reina's in a kiss.
The kiss was not gentle; it was possessive and demanding, a silent argument passed from her lips to Reina's. Yukina's tongue swept into Reina's mouth, claiming it, trying to taste the words she refused to speak.
Her intention was obvious—she wanted Reina to be more honest.
Two votes in favor, one against.
As for Yuki...
She was just a little follower—what right did she have to vote?
Even if she did, she couldn't cast one right now.
Because she was still dazed from the overwhelming pleasure.
A soft, continuous moan escaped her parted lips, her body still twitching with the aftershocks of her powerful climax. The air around her was thick with the scent of her release.
Ruri giggled, kissing Haruto's lips. She nipped at his lower lip before pulling back, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of nostalgia and desire, before beginning the story from the first time they met him.
"The three of us were in the Inner Academy's test..."
"Reina's eyes are special, and she noticed that you could..."
As Ruri explained, Haruto slowly began moving his hips.
He wasn't good with words and didn't know how to comfort girls, so he could only console the heartbroken Reina through action.
A low, guttural groan rumbled in his chest as he sank deeper into her wet, clinging insides. Each slow, deliberate thrust was a punctuation mark to Ruri's story.
With Yukina and Haruto working in tandem, Reina soon couldn't hold back her moans.
Yukina's clever fingers found Reina's most sensitive spot, circling and teasing her clit in rhythm with Haruto's powerful thrusts. Caught between their relentless attention, Reina's resolve shattered completely. A broken, keening cry was torn from her throat as her back arched off.
Haruto had originally intended to use his little Haruto to coerce Reina into submission, forcing her to beg and reveal the truth.
He had imagined her begging for release, for him to go faster, harder, and in her desperate pleas, the truth would finally spill out.
But he hadn't expected her to care so much about his opinion that it completely threw him off.
Instead of coercion, little Haruto ended up becoming a tool for reconciliation.
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