A/N: 3.8k Words.
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The current dinner had been the most awkward meal of Rito's life.
Ren, now fully male, had eaten in a bitter, furious silence. Run, sitting next to Rito, had been trembling with a nervous, excited energy, her knee constantly brushing his under the table. Mikan had served the hamburger steak with the cold, terrifying precision of a surgeon. Lala, of course, had been cheerfully oblivious to the tension.
Now, the house was quiet. Ren had retired to the guest room, slamming the door. Mikan had disappeared into her room.
Lala, after giving Rito a knowing, supportive wink, and a quick, deep kiss, turned and headed for the stairs.
"Okay, Rito!" she cheered. "I'm going to my room! Have fun 'talking'!"
Rito's face flushed. Lala's "room" was the household's newest, and most reality-bending, secret.
For the past few weeks, with Ren/Run's extended stay cramping the guest room and Lala's inventions getting dangerously close to Mikan's kitchen, Lala had complained about needing her own space. Her solution, which she'd unveiled just last week, was typically "Lala".
She hadn't just renovated the attic; she'd used advanced space-distortion technology to fit a living space roughly the size of the entire Yuuki house into a pocket dimension inside the ceiling.
Rito due to his future knowledge, had been expecting something like it, but Mikan's shriek upon pulling the attic cord, expecting to see dust and boxes, but instead finding a shimmering portal that opened into a vast, sky-blue laboratory, had been legendary.
It was now Lala's personal laboratory, her bedroom, and her private sanctuary. And just as importantly, it gave him the privacy he needed tonight.
Lala reached the upstairs landing, pulled the attic cord, and skipped up the ladder, vanishing into the glowing portal. The attic door sealed with a soft, pneumatic hiss.
The house was theirs.
Rito was in his room, the door slightly ajar. He had showered, the hot water doing nothing to calm the hammering in his chest. He was wearing a simple t-shirt and shorts. He sat on his futon, waiting.
'This is the plan.' he told himself, his mouth dry. 'This is... the next step. She's free, she wants this, Lala wants this. I... I want this.'
Knock-knock.
A soft, hesitant knock sounded.
"...Come in." Rito said, his voice cracking slightly.
The door slid open.
Run stood there, the door's soft click echoing like a heartbeat in the hush. Her damp light green hair clung to her neck in rivulets, framing a face that glowed with a mix of trepidation and fire, pink eyes smoldering, not with tears, but with a hunger that made the room feel smaller, hotter. The oversized t-shirt draped over her like a whispered secret, the hem teasing the tops of her thighs, hinting at the smooth expanse beneath.
"H-Hi…" she breathed, the word a fragile thread, her pillow clutched to her chest like a talisman against the storm building between them.
"Hey." Rito's reply came out rough, scraped from a throat gone dry, his pulse a drum in his ears.
They stood there, the silence a living thing, heavy with the unsaid. Run's fingers whitened on the pillow, then loosened. It dropped to the floor with a muffled thud, the sound swallowed by the carpet.
"Ren... is he asleep?" Rito asked, the question a lifeline in the tension.
"I... I think so." Run's voice quivered, but her gaze held steady, a spark igniting in those pink depths. "He was very... mad. But... I don't care."
She took a small step into the room, the floorboards creaking like a confession. The air between them thickened, charged with the scent of her shampoo, fresh citrus, undercut by the faint, musky hint of her arousal.
"Rito-kun... did you... did you mean what you said?"
"About... talking?" Rito's face heated, the words tumbling out like stones from a crumbling wall.
"About... this." Run gestured between them, her hand slicing the air, the motion stirring the hem of her shirt, revealing a glimpse of inner thigh, pale and smooth. "About... me coming to your room. Properly."
Rito, the "honest" one, took a deep breath, the air tasting of her. He met her gaze, the room narrowing to just them.
"Yes. I did."
That was the spark.
The shy girl at the threshold evaporated. In her place stood the Run from the rooftop, fierce, unyielding. She closed the distance in two quick strides, her pink eyes locking on his with the intensity of a supernova.
"Lala... she said you will be the King." Run's voice was a velvet blade, low and edged with promise. "She said... you'd have many wives."
"And... you said you accepted that." Rito managed, his hands finding her hips. The t-shirt was thin as mist, her skin fever-hot underneath, the curve of her waist fitting his palms like it was molded for him.
"I don't care about 'second' or 'first'." Run's words shook with a new, powerful confidence, her breath ghosting his lips. "I just know... I love you, Rito-kun. And I've wanted... this... for so long. Ren was always... he was always... there. But he's not here now."
She rose on her toes, her hands sliding from his shoulders into his hair, nails grazing his scalp in a trail of fire. Her lips pressed to his, not a graze, but a claim, a slow, searing fusion that tasted of salt from the beach and something sweeter, wilder, uniquely her.
Rito's brain short-circuited. The "plan" was abstract lines on a page; this was flesh and heat, her tongue slipping past his lips with shy hunger, exploring the warm cavern of his mouth. He kissed her back, his hands pulling her flush, the curve of her ass filling his palms, the thin fabric of her shorts a barrier he ached to breach.
He could feel her soft curves molding to his chest, the full weight of her breasts pressing against him, nipples hardening through the cotton. Lower, her thighs bracketed his, the heat radiating from her hairless mound seeping through the layers, making his cock stir, half-hard, the curved head flushing against his shorts.
Run broke the kiss, gasping, her face steam-red, lips swollen and glistening. "Rito-kun... I... I want to... I want to show you... how much I love you. Properly."
Rito's hand went to the hem of her t-shirt. "Are you... are you sure?"
She didn't answer in words. She just took his hand, guided it under the fabric, and placed his palm flat against the warm, soft skin of her stomach, the muscle quivering under his touch.
"Yes." she breathed, her eyes closing, lashes fanning like shadows. "More than anything."
He pulled the t-shirt over her head.
Run's curvy breasts spilled free, the pink nipples hardening in the cool air. Rito's breath caught, his cock throbbing painfully, fully erect now, the thick shaft straining against his shorts, the head leaking steadily.
"Run… you're beautiful." he murmured, his hands roaming her body, cupping her breasts, thumbs circling the nipples. She moaned, a soft "Ahh…~♡", her back arching into his touch.
She fumbled with his shirt, pulling it off, her fingers tracing his abs, the V-lines leading to his bulge. "Rito-kun… I want to feel you… all of you…"
Her hands tugged his shorts down.
His cock sprang free, veins pulsing, head swollen and glistening. Run gasped, her moans soft. "So… big…"
Her hand wrapped around the shaft, stroking slowly, the pre-cum smearing on her palm. She leaned in, lips parting, tongue flicking the tip.
Slurp.
Rito groaned, his hands tangling in her hair. "R-Run… ahh…"
She took him deeper, her mouth hot and wet, throat contracting around the head. Her hair bobbed as she sucked, moans vibrating through him.
Gluck… gluck…
Her hand pumped the base, fingers teasing his balls, rolling them gently.
Rito's hips bucked, cock throbbing. "Nngh… Run… I'm…"
She pulled back, lips glistening.
"Not yet…~♡"
She stood up, sliding down her shorts, becoming completely naked.
Rito immediately pulled her to the bed.
His mouth went for her breasts, sucking nipples, tongue swirling.
Slurp.
Run moaned, "Ahh… Rito-kun… more…~♡"
His fingers found her pussy, sliding into the slick folds, curling against her walls.
Schlick… schlick…
Her juices coated his hand, her hips grinding against him.
"R-Rito-kun… See… I'm… so wet… for you…~♡"
Run's pussy hovered above Rito's cock, the delicate folds of her virgin pussy parted and slick with arousal, a glistening thread of her juices trailing down to coat the swollen head below.
The air in the room was thick with the scent of their shared excitement—her jasmine shampoo mingling with the salty tang of sweat and the musky undercurrent of desire.
Rito's hands gripped her rounded hips, fingers sinking into the yielding flesh like warm clay, guiding her with a tenderness that belied the storm raging in his veins.
His shaft stood rigid, veins like twisted rivers under taut silk, weeping a steady trickle of pre-cum that pooled on his abs.
"R-Rito-kun…" Run breathed, her pink eyes half-lidded with a haze of need, her hair cascading over her shoulders like emerald waterfalls.
Her curvy breasts rose and fell with shallow pants, the pink nipples tight as rosebuds in the cool room air. "I'm… ready… make me yours~"
He nodded, throat tight, his thumb tracing the smooth curve of her ass. "Run… if it hurts, tell me."
She lowered herself, the tip of his cock nudging her entrance, parting the slick petals with a teasing schlick.
The head pressed in, stretching her tight walls like a velvet glove yielding to iron.
Run gasped, a sharp "Nngh…!" escaping her lips, her inner muscles fluttering in resistance, the heat of her virgin core clamping down like a silken fist.
Inch by inch, she sank, the veins dragging against her sensitive ridges, the head kissing her depths with a jolt that made her thighs quiver.
Shlick… shlick…
The sound was intimate, obscene, her arousal coating his length in a warm, viscous sheen, easing the way as she bottomed out, her hairless mound grinding against his base.
Run's moans turned to whimpers, her back arching like a bowstring, breasts thrusting forward, nipples grazing his chest with electric friction.
"S-So full… Rito-kun's… splitting me…~♡"
Her voice cracked, a blend of pain and ecstasy, her walls clenching in rhythmic spasms, juices dripping down his balls in hot rivulets.
Rito groaned, the tight heat of her pussy milking him like a living pulse, the inner folds rippling around his shaft. His hips rolled up, head nudging her cervix with a deep, insistent pressure, balls slapping her ass with a wet thwap-thwap.
Run cried out, "Ahh… deeper… it's… hitting something…~ ♡", her nails raking his shoulders, leaving red trails that burned like sweet fire.
He captured her lips, the kiss a frantic clash, tongues tangling in a salty-sweet dance, her moans muffled against his mouth. His hands roamed her back, fingers tracing the spine's delicate knobs, dipping to squeeze her ass, spreading the cheeks to drive deeper.
The friction built, her slick walls gripping his veins like velvet ridges, the head flaring with each thrust, pre-cum mixing with her nectar in a creamy froth.
Run's orgasm crashed like a tidal wave, her body convulsing, pussy clamping down in violent spasms, squirting a hot gush that soaked his groin with a squish-squish.
"R-Rito-kun… I… I'm cumming…!"
Her voice shattered, thighs quaking, breasts heaving as she rode the peak, juices flooding the sheets.
Rito didn't stop.
He flipped her to her back, missionary, legs splayed wide, hairless mound exposed and dripping. His cock plunged in, deep thrusts slamming the head against her cervix with bruising force, thwap-thwap-thwap.
Run's legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his back, pulling him deeper.
"Fill me… Rito-kun… make me yours…!"
Her eyes rolled back, moans turning to sobs of pleasure, her slick folds gripping him like a second skin, inner walls fluttering with aftershocks.
Rito's balls tightened, shaft swelling impossibly thicker, the veins like twisted cords under her clench.
"Nngh… Run… I'm—"
He slammed home, hips locking against hers, cock buried to the hilt.
He exploded.
Thick ropes of cum flooded her womb, the creampie overflowing in hot spurts, belly bulging slightly from the volume.
Splurt-splurt-splurt!
Run screamed, "So hot… so full…♡", her pussy clenching around him, milking every drop, the excess leaking out in creamy rivulets, dripping down her ass and pooling on the sheets.
A golden seal appeared on her lower abdomen, the golden heart pulsing with light, sealing her as Wife #2.
Run gasped, the seal warming her skin, her body shuddering with aftershocks.
Rito collapsed beside her, panting, his cock still twitching inside her cum-filled pussy, the aftershocks drawing soft "Ahh…" from her lips.
Rito collapsed onto the futon, his body slick with sweat, his breath coming in ragged, panting gasps. He was trembling, his mind a complete blank, overwhelmed by the sheer, tactile reality of what had just happened.
Beside him, Run was equally breathless, her long, light-green hair a damp, tangled mess across the pillow. Her face was flushed a deep, beautiful crimson, and her hot pink eyes were half-closed, glazed with a mix of exhaustion and pure, unadulterated bliss.
"Rito... kun…" she panted, her voice a soft, shaky sigh.
"Run…" he managed, his own voice hoarse.
He was about to say something, 'I'm sorry, thank you, are you okay?', but his words caught in his throat. A soft, golden light was blooming in the dim room, reflecting in Run's wide, bliss-filled eyes.
"Rito-kun…" she whispered, her voice filled with a sudden, new awe. "You're… you're glowing…"
"No… you are." Rito breathed.
He pushed himself up on one elbow, his heart hammering for an entirely new reason. Run followed his gaze.
On her lower abdomen, just below her navel, a Golden Heart Seal was materializing. It pulsed with a warm, steady light, identical in every way to the one he knew was on Lala.
Run gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. She stared at the mark. She hesitantly reached out with one trembling finger and traced the glowing, heart-shaped outline on her own skin.
"What… what is this?" she whispered, though her voice wasn't scared. It was reverent.
Rito, his mind finally catching up, knew exactly what it was. 'The Engagement Beam… it's real…' his memory of Lala's first time flashed in his head. 'It... it activates when I... Oh, god. It's permanent. It worked on someone else.'
"It's… the Engagement Seal." Rito said, his voice thick. "The… the beam Lala used on me. It... it means we're…"
Run's head snapped up, her eyes locking with his. She understood. This wasn't just a magical night. This was a vow. A permanent, physical mark that sealed her to him.
Her eyes filled with tears, but they weren't tears of fear. They were tears of pure, ecstatic victory.
"A seal?" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Like... like a real wife?"
Rito, looking at the glowing mark on her skin, then at her tearful, adoring face, could only nod.
Her reaction was explosive. A sound that was half-laugh, half-sob escaped her. She didn't fall asleep. She didn't rest.
"I'm… I'm really, really yours now, Rito-kun!" she cried. "Forever!"
She launched herself at him, her previous, gentle seduction replaced by a new, fierce, possessive passion. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her newly-marked skin flat against his chest, and kissed him again.
It wasn't a question. It was a declaration.
Rito, stunned but holding his "second wife" in his arms, could only blush, kiss her back, and accept his new, very real, and very permanent reality.
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The bed was a battlefield of tangled linens, the air heavy with the raw, primal scent of their union, her jasmine-tinged sweat mingling with the salty musk of his release, the room's dim lamps casting flickering shadows over their entwined forms.
Run's eyes fluttered open, glazed and distant, her light green hair splayed across the pillows like spilled ink. Her curvy breasts heaved with laboured breaths, the pink nipples abraded and rosy from his earlier attentions, tiny beads of sweat tracing paths down the valley between them.
"R-Rito-kun… that was… my first…~♡" she murmured, her voice a fractured melody, laced with awe and lingering tremors.
Rito, still buried deep, leaned down to kiss her forehead, his lips brushing the damp strands of her hair.
"You were amazing, Run. So tight… so perfect."
His hands roamed her sides, fingers tracing the smooth curve of her waist, dipping to the rounded swell of her ass. The seal on her lower abdomen pulsed faintly, a golden heartbeat syncing with their own.
But the fire in her eyes hadn't dimmed. If anything, it burned brighter, her thighs tightening around him, hairless mound grinding against his base in subtle, needy circles.
"M-More… Rito-kun… I want… everything…~"
Her voice cracked, a plea wrapped in velvet, her slick folds fluttering around his cock, drawing a groan from his throat as fresh arousal coated him.
Rito's stamina surged, his own insatiable drive kicking in.
He rolled them over, pinning her beneath him in missionary, her legs splaying wide, thighs quivering like taut strings. His cock withdrew slightly, the head dragging against her inner walls with a wet schlurp, before slamming back in, deep and punishing, the base grinding her clit with each thrust.
Thwap-thwap-thwap!
The sound was rhythmic, primal, her juices splattering against his balls, the bed creaking under the force.
Run's moans escalated to cries, her nails raking his back, leaving red welts that stung like sweet reminders.
"Ahh… Rito-kun… harder… fill me again…♡!"
Her pussy clenched, walls milking him like a velvet vice, the slick heat pulling him deeper, her cervix kissing the head with every plunge.
He obliged, hips snapping forward, cock pistoning with relentless vigor, the veins scraping her sensitive spots, drawing "Nngh… yes… there…♡" from her lips.
Her breasts bounced wildly, nipples tracing erratic patterns in the air, and he captured one in his mouth, teeth grazing the hard bud, tongue lashing it like a whip. Run's body arched, thighs locking around him, heels digging into his ass to urge him on.
The second climax hit her like a thunderclap, her pussy spasming in violent waves, squirting a fresh gush that drenched his groin with a squish-squish, the warm fluid soaking the sheets.
"R-Rito-kun… again… cumming…♡!"
Her voice shattered, eyes rolling back, her hair thrashing as she rode the peak, walls fluttering around his shaft.
Rito didn't relent. He pulled out, the cock glistening with her nectar, head bobbing free with a pop, strings of cum and juices connecting them. "Turn over, Run… I want to see you from behind."
She obeyed, rolling to her hands and knees, ass raised high, rounded cheeks parted, hairless mound exposed and dripping. The pink folds quivered, juices trailing down her inner thighs like liquid silk. Rito positioned behind her, hands gripping her hips, thumb tracing the crack of her ass, dipping to tease the tight ring above her pussy.
Run whimpered, head dropping to the pillows, her green hair spilling like jade rivers. "R-Rito-kun… please… take me…♡"
He thrust in, doggy style, the head breaching her slick entrance with a schlick, shaft burying deep in one smooth motion.
Run screamed, "Ahhh… so deep…~ ♡", her walls clenching, ass jiggling with the impact. Rito's hands came down, spanking her cheeks with a sharp smack, the flesh rippling, turning pink under his palm.
"R-Rito-kun… harder… spank me even harder…~♡" she begged, her voice breaking, pussy gushing with each slap, the stings sending jolts to her clit.
He obliged, thrusts savage, cock pounding her depths, thwap-thwap-smack!, the head battering her cervix, balls slapping her ass.
Run's moans turned to wails, "Nngh… yes… spank me… I'm your bad girl… cumming…~♡!!!", her body convulsing, pussy squirting in arcs, juices splattering his thighs.
The third round built slower, Rito pulling her to the edge of the bed, standing doggy, hands pinning her wrists above her head. Her breasts dangled, swaying with each thrust, nipples grazing the sheets. He spanked again, the cheeks blooming red, the stings making her pussy clench tighter, walls rippling like a storm.
"R-Rito-kun… I'm… breaking…~♡!"
Run sobbed, her orgasm crashing, body seizing, squirting in endless waves, the bed soaked.
Rito's climax hit like a tidal wave, hips slamming, cock erupting in thick ropes of cum, creampie filling her womb to overflowing, belly bulging from the flood.
Splurt-splurt-splurt!
Run wailed, "So much… flooding me…~♡", her pussy milking him dry, excess gushing out in creamy cascades, dripping down her thighs in sticky trails.
He collapsed over her, cock still buried, aftershocks drawing mutual "Ahh…" moans.
Rito kissed her neck, panting. "Run… you're incredible."
"I'm… yours forever~♡" Run replied with an exhausted but infatuated face.
Exhaustion finally claimed them, their eyelids drooping, the world fading to the steady rise and fall of her chest against his.
They slept, entwined, the night a gentle thief stealing their worries.
…
Hours later, the moon was high, casting a pale, silver light through Rito's open window.
The room was quiet, save for the sound of two, soft heartbeats. The sheets on the futon were a tangled, messy heap.
Rito was awake, lying on his back, his arm draped over his eyes. His body was slick with a thin sheen of sweat, his muscles humming with a pleasant, exhausted ache.
'It... it happened.'
He felt a soft, warm weight on his chest. He moved his arm.
Run was fast asleep, her face peaceful, her light green hair splayed across Rito's bare chest and stomach. One of her legs was hooked possessively over his, her skin still warm and slightly damp against his.
She looked completely, utterly content.
A wave of complex emotions washed over Rito.
This was... real.
This wasn't a "plan" anymore.
This was another girl, asleep, in his bed.
A girl who was, by Lala's own words, his "second wife".
He, Yuuki Rito, had just been... intimate... with Run Elsie Jewelria.
His face flushed a deep, dull red in the darkness.
His future knowledge had told him this was possible, but it had never prepared him for the sheer, overwhelming intimacy of it.
'This... this is my new life.' he thought, his heart hammering.
As if sensing his thoughts, Run stirred. She nuzzled her face against his chest, her lips brushing his skin, and let out a soft, sleepy murmur.
"Rito-kun...~♡"
Rito's blush deepened. He hesitantly, awkwardly, wrapped his arm around her bare shoulders, holding her. He felt a surge of... not just lust, but a strange, fierce affection.
'Okay... one down, I guess.' he thought, a small, embarrassed smile touching his lips. '...Wow. I sound like a terrible person. But... I'm also... really, really happy.'
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