The days blurred into a heated tapestry of conquest—school hallways charged with Haruka's competitive brushes and Sora's shy offerings, work shifts alive with Reina's theatrics and the growing harmony of his "party." Home nights simmered with family touches: Sayuri's lingering hugs in silk robes that slipped open just enough, Yui's adoring cuddles, Akari's tsundere glares melting into possessive grips.
Reina had watched it all, her violet eyes sharpening behind the playful facade.
During a slow mid-week shift, as the last customer left and the neon sign flickered off, she cornered him in the dimly lit stockroom. The air smelled of lingering grease and her perfume—something dark and spicy. Her uniform polo was unbuttoned one extra notch, revealing the lush swell of her pale breasts straining against black lace, nipples faintly outlined through the fabric.
"Thou hast changed, Sir Kurogane," she murmured, voice dropping from grand proclamation to a sultry whisper. She stepped closer, purple hair cascading loose over one shoulder, thigh-highs whispering as her legs brushed his. "The maidens of this realm orbit thee like stars to a dark sun. Art thou… enchanting them?"
Kaito met her gaze, crimson glint flickering. "I claim what willingly yields."
Her breath caught, cheeks flushing under pale skin. Role-play kink ignited fully—eyes hooding with genuine hunger. "Then… this humble tavern wench seeks private audience. My lair is but a short march away. For… advanced training in loyalty."
The invitation hung electric.
He nodded once. "Lead on."
Her apartment was a portal to fantasy—walls lined with glowing figurines, shelves of manga and props, a massive bed draped in dark silks. Incense burned low, filling the air with musk and vanilla. She locked the door, turning with a dramatic flourish—but the theatrics cracked into raw desire.
In the brief walk, she'd changed partially: uniform top discarded for a elaborate succubus cosplay—tight black leather corset cinching her waist and thrusting her voluptuous breasts upward, nipples barely concealed by strategic cutouts and silver piercings glinting through thin mesh. Short pleated skirt with attached tail, garter belts framing thick thighs in striped thigh-highs, horns headband completing the look. Pale skin flushed, violet contacts intensifying her gaze.
Kaito's arousal stirred instantly. *This mortal embraces the game as if born to it.*
He stepped forward, voice resonant with ancient authority. "Kneel before your lord, succubus."
Reina sank gracefully to her knees on the plush rug, hands resting palms-up on thighs, eyes upturned in perfect submission. "Command me, My Dark Lord. This unworthy servant lives to please."
The role-play fused seamlessly with truth—her kink unlocking doors he recognized from old courts.
He tilted her chin with one finger, thumb tracing her full lower lip—plump, painted deep red. "Prove your devotion."
She leaned in, lips parting to kiss his thumb, tongue flicking teasingly. Hands rose slowly—unbuttoning his shirt with reverent fingers, peeling it open to expose his chest. Nails traced lean muscle, sending shivers.
Kaito's hand threaded her purple hair—gripping firmly, guiding her mouth to his belt. She undid it eagerly, pants lowering to free his straining cock—thick, veined, head already glistening.
Reina's eyes widened in awe—real and played. "Such a mighty weapon… fit for a conqueror."
Mouth descended—slow, worshipful. Lips stretched around the head, tongue swirling languidly, tasting precum with a hum of approval. Hands stroked base and balls gently, building rhythm.
Kaito groaned low, grip tightening in her hair—thrusting shallow into her warm mouth. She took it eagerly—deeper, throat relaxing to accommodate, gagging softly but pushing further, saliva coating him slickly. Eyes watered, but locked on his—devoted, hungry.
He face-fucked her steadily—pace building, her moans vibrating around him. Pierced breasts heaved with each breath, corset straining.
Pulled her up before climax—mouth leaving with wet pop. Kiss claimed fiercely—tasting himself on her tongue, hands unlacing corset fully.
Breasts spilled free—magnificent, heavy yet firm, pale with dark areolas and silver bar piercings through nipples. He cupped them, thumbs flicking piercings—tugging gently until she arched, gasping sharply, pleasure-pain shooting straight to her core.
"M-My Lord… sensitive there…"
He lavished them—mouth on one piercing, tongue swirling and tugging with teeth while fingers pinched the other. Alternating, sucking hard then soft, breasts marked with faint red from attention. Reina's hands clutched his shoulders, body trembling, thighs pressing together as arousal soaked her.
Lower—skirt flipped up, revealing no panties—only garters framing shaved pussy, lips swollen and glistening, clit peeking pink.
Kaito knelt briefly—inhaling her scent, musky and sweet. Tongue traced outer lips slowly—teasing, lapping juices. Circled clit without touching directly, building ache.
Reina whimpered, hips bucking. "Please… taste your servant…"
He obliged—tongue flat against clit, lapping broad then focused flicks. Fingers parted folds—two sliding deep into tight, soaking heat. Curled upward, stroking sensitive wall while sucking clit gently.
First orgasm built fast—her thighs quaking in thigh-highs, hands fisting his hair. Cry dramatic yet real: "My Lord… I'm—!"
Shattered—juices flooding his mouth, walls clenching fingers rhythmically, body convulsing.
He rose, licking lips. Positioned her on bed—bent over edge, ass presented, tail prop swaying.
Spanked once—sharp crack on pale cheek. Red bloom. She moaned deeper.
Entered from behind—head pressing slick entrance, sliding in inch by inch. Tight despite wetness—walls gripping like silk glove.
Full hilt—paused, letting her adjust, grinding clit against base.
Thrusts began slow—deep withdrawals, powerful slams. Hands gripped hips, then one spanking rhythmically—each impact making her clench tighter, cries rising.
"Punish me… tame your wild succubus…"
Spanks harder—ass glowing red, her arousal dripping down thighs.
Other hand reached under—fingers on clit, rubbing synced to thrusts.
Second climax—body seizing, walls milking desperately. "Fill me, Master… claim this body!"
He pounded through—pace brutal now, bed creaking.
Flipped her to back—legs over shoulders for deeper angle. Re-entered swiftly—hitting cervix lightly, spot that made eyes roll.
Breasts bounced wildly—piercings tugged with each thrust. Mouth latched one, biting piercing gently while slamming home.
Third build—her nails raking back, legs trembling. Role-play cracked into raw pleas: "Breed me… make me yours forever…"
Synced release—her shattering again, clenching impossibly, juices squirting lightly. Kaito buried deep—hot pulses spilling inside, filling her completely, overflow leaking.
Collapsed together—sweat-slick, panting. Costumes disheveled.
Afterglow long—him stroking her hair, kissing pierced breasts tenderly.
Reina nuzzled his neck, voice soft, real. "That… was everything I dreamed. You made it real."
He held her close. "You are bound to me now. No mere play."
She smiled, eyes misty. "Gladly, My Lord."
Later—showered together, playful touches lingering. Walked him out.
"Tomorrow's quest awaits," she whispered at door.
He kissed her once more. "And every night hence."
Home: quiet, but charged with new energy.
The court's fantasy wing fully claimed—Reina enthralled body and soul.