Akane Koizumi found the gossip about the Kuroba and Kudo families interesting, but ultimately, it was just external drama. What she cared about more was Yuu Hoshimiya's progress with Aoko Nakamori.
She and Aoko had met Yuu around the same time. Akane had even gotten intimate with him first, yet she was now being overtaken. This irked the competitive young witch, even though Yuu tried his best to avoid the topic.
Akane didn't hide her emotions well, and Yuu noticed quickly. Feeling helpless but having no other solution, he chose to change the subject.
"Akane, do you know Rasputin? The mad monk from Tsarist Russia..."
Mentioning the supernatural caught her attention. Putting her petty jealousy aside, Akane focused on the discussion. As the orthodox heir of Red Magic, she was well-versed in the occult world. After Yuu explained the inner workings of the "Memories Egg" incident, Akane dug up information on Rasputin.
Just as Yuu suspected, Rasputin had indeed possessed supernatural powers. His refusal to bathe was a restriction imposed by his magical sect. However, his greed for worldly pleasures led him to ignore the unspoken treaties of the supernatural world, becoming a guest of the Russian royal family. His gruesome death wasn't just political; other magic users had seized the opportunity of the regime change to eliminate him for breaking the rules.
Yuu used Rasputin as a segue to mention Seiran Hoshi's desire to learn magic, and then proposed the "Magical Girl Squad."
"You've already planned it all out; why ask me?" Akane rolled her eyes.
Yuu's magical prowess had surpassed hers, and his growth was terrifyingly fast. More importantly, he wasn't bound by restrictions. Usually, restrictions were a sect's way of controlling disciples to prevent betrayal. Only by balancing grace and authority could a faction survive.
Yuu walked over to the bed, sat down, and pulled Akane onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her slender waist. "You're my teacher. If I want to expand the Red Magic sect, I obviously need your opinion."
Akane struggled briefly, then leaned back into his embrace, tilting her exquisite, makeup-free face up at him. "So? If I say no, will you give up?"
She knew almost all his secrets by now—except for the system and reincarnation—and had shown him everything of herself, both mentally and physically. She understood how much a magical squad would help him.
Looking at her stunning natural beauty and smelling her unique scent, Yuu swallowed hard. Tsk, truly a witch... so alluring.
He leaned down tentatively. Akane's eyes flickered, but she didn't dodge. Encouraged, he kissed her soft cheek. "Of course. If you disagree, I won't teach magic to anyone else privately."
Without the Destiny Contract and Chain of Fate, Yuu wouldn't even consider this. Magic was a game-changer; the fewer people who knew, the better. Plus, he needed Akane's help. Teaching magic was tedious, especially testing for aptitude. He didn't have the time.
His hot breath tickled her ear. Akane blushed and instinctively tried to push him away, but thoughts of Aoko Nakamori flashed through her mind, and her hand dropped back down.
"I need to think about it..."
"Sure, no rush." Yuu nodded. "Then, about Seiran Hoshi... can I teach her individually first?"
Since they had a contract, he wanted to keep his promise. He had hinted at Seiran's situation before, and Akane quickly caught on.
"You care so much about an international criminal. She must have served you well," she remarked, her voice dripping with vinegar.
Yuu stiffened. The witch was extra jealous today. But after navigating so many beauties, his thick skin was invincible. He hugged her tighter, grinning shamelessly. "Hehe, just average. She can't compare to you, Akane."
"Pah! I haven't done those shameless things with you."
Despite her words, her body leaned closer. Through her thin pajamas, Yuu felt the warmth of her smooth skin. He sensed a shift. Her jealousy was overriding her reserve.
He moved his head, his lips trailing from her cheek toward her soft, red mouth. Akane knew she should refuse, but she froze. As his breath mingled with hers, her face flushed. She closed her eyes, shyly and nervously allowing him to encroach upon her lips.
She trembled in his arms, eyes shut tight—neither resisting nor cooperating. To Yuu, this was the perfect reaction. He had planned to wait for their feelings to mature naturally, but this was an unexpected turn. The witch's competitive spirit, fueled by Aoko and Seiran, had crushed her maidenly shyness and arrogance.
Yuu wasted no time. He kissed her gently, then deeply, then wildly. Akane kept her eyes closed, playing the ostrich. She felt his tongue gently pry open her teeth, searching for and tangling with hers in a wet, lingering dance. Under his masterful technique, she began to respond, her own juices flowing.
It was her first kiss. Just this act alone stimulated her to the core, leaving her weak and her secret valley damp. Feeling the wetness, she clamped her long legs together in shame. Oh god, so embarrassing!
But while she felt shame, Yuu felt only excitement. She felt his hand caressing her thigh through the silky pajamas and grabbed it in panic. Yuu didn't rush; he simply stroked her full, round thigh through the fabric. Akane, feeling numb with pleasure, relaxed slightly when he didn't push further.
It was a feint. While distracting her with caresses, his hot hand slipped between her legs, pressing against her privates. The wet stimulation snapped her back to reality. She gripped his hand tightly, terrified he would discover her state.
"Don't go too far! Kissing is already letting you off easy..." she said, her voice lacking conviction.
"Don't say that..." Yuu laughed, lifting her completely onto his lap so they were face-to-face.
Akane was now straddling him, her legs on either side of his hips. Critically, she was sitting right on top of "Little Yuu." The hot, hard rod pressed firmly between her legs. A slight struggle only caused friction against her sensitive area, sending shivers through her body.
"No... no... I'm not ready..." Akane panicked. This was just a normal meeting; she wasn't wearing her "battle lingerie" or makeup. She hadn't expected things to escalate this fast.
Yuu knew she wasn't ready, but he also knew he couldn't let this chance slip. He had craved her since day one.
"You don't need to be ready. You're already beautiful enough to make me lose control." He held her soft waist, nibbling her earlobe. "Just leave everything to me..."
Electricity shot from her ear down to her lower body. She turned her head to escape, only to have her lips captured again. This time, as they kissed, Yuu's hand slid under her pajama top.
"Mmm..."
As he kneaded her sensitive mound, Akane whimpered and went limp. The hard friction below, the hands on her peaks, and the intense tongue kiss—it was a three-pronged attack no virgin could withstand. Soon, she felt her nipples harden and ache, and her body began to writhe instinctively, seeking more friction against him.
"Ugh..." Akane gasped, overwhelmed by shame.
Yuu broke the kiss to attack her ear again, his hands sliding down her smooth waist and into her pajama pants.
Having climbed the mountains, it was time to dive into the sea.
His hand roamed over her smooth skin and touched her intimate area. Akane shuddered violently. Feeling his fingers pinch her swollen pearl, she used her last shred of reason to cry out, "No! You can't!"
"Hehe, but Teacher Akane, you're already soaked!"
Yuu's chuckle shattered her final defense. Akane flushed crimson and buried her face in his shoulder. "Don't call me Teacher right now..."
Yuu lifted her face to look at him. "What? Don't like me being a rebellious disciple? Then how about I be the bad teacher bullying the good student? Student Akane?"
The inexperienced witch couldn't handle such teasing. Two sentences were enough to make her burn with shame—and excitement. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she pressed her lips to his, initiating a fervent kiss.
Facing each other made kissing easier. She pushed her little tongue into his mouth, letting him suckle it. Waves of pleasure washed over her, and she moaned sweetly.
Her flushed face, crimson eyes, and heaving chest painted a picture of pure arousal. Yuu held her tight, his hardness pressing against her belly through their clothes.
Akane was lost in passion. She gazed at him with watery eyes before offering her lips again. This time, the kiss was tender, as if handling porcelain. Yuu licked her neck and exposed skin, while she arched back, moaning softly.
After a while, Yuu reached for the buttons of her pajamas. Akane trembled but cooperated. The silk top slid off, revealing a black lace bra. She had put it on to go downstairs earlier. Yuu was delighted. He kissed her skin, lingering on the sheer lace to tease the hard nipples underneath.
Akane gasped rapidly, her body burning. Yuu unhooked her bra, and her snowy, perky breasts sprang free. The pink areolas were exposed. As the cool air hit her sensitive skin, she tried to cover herself, but Yuu was faster. He captured a peak in his mouth, sucking greedily.
"Woo... mmm..."
Her moans fueled him. When he swirled his tongue around her nipple, she cried out, "Ah...!" An indescribable pleasure shot through her, making her tremble.
"Sensei... barrier... use a barrier..." Akane gasped. The butler was still in the house; she couldn't let him hear this.
"As you wish." Yuu activated a red magical barrier, isolating the room from sound and detection.
"Your magic has improved again..." Akane marveled instinctively.
"Thanks to Teacher Akane's guidance." Yuu smirked. "Now, let me teach Student Akane about human physiology!"
Akane hammered his chest lightly with her fist—a gesture more like flirting than anger. It only excited Yuu more. He laid her on the bed, lifted her long legs, and stripped off her pajama pants and matching black lace panties.
Akane turned her head away, but her legs obeyed his movements. Once she was bare, Yuu stripped quickly. Suppressing his urge to charge in immediately, he gently spread her legs and lowered his head to her "Mysterious Garden."
Whether natural or magically enhanced, Akane's "White Tiger" (hairless) slit was plump, tender, and uniquely fragrant. It had a sweet scent, like nectar—truly one of a kind. Yuu had tasted many, but most just had a faint natural scent. Akane's was intoxicating.
I need to ask if this is magic later. If so, I must promote it!
But for now, he focused on the feast. As he licked and sucked her "peach," waves of pleasure crashed over Akane. Her face was flushed with spring fever, her eyes narrowed, and her lips parted in ragged gasps. Just from his oral service, she was already uncontrollably reaching a climax.
Limp and weak, she watched through hazy eyes as Yuu positioned himself over her snow-white body, rubbing his tip against her wet, smooth opening.