The heavy, suffocating blanket of midnight passion had finally begun to lift, giving way to the quiet, serene stillness of the dawn.
Inside the guest room, the air was still incredibly thick, saturated with the musky, unmistakable scent of sex, sweat, and overflowing alien nectar. The bed was a complete disaster zone, rumpled, soaked through in multiple spots, and tangled around the deeply unconscious forms of Run and Haruna.
Standing near the edge of the bedding, Yuuki Rito let out a long, shuddering exhale. His broad chest rose and fell in a steady, satisfied rhythm. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, the raging, volcanic furnace at the base of his spine had finally simmered down into a manageable, glowing ember.
Rito looked down at the two girls. Run was sprawled on her stomach, snoring softly, a contented, exhausted smile plastered across her face. Beside her, Haruna was curled into a tight little ball, clutching a corner of the blanket, her breathing deep and rhythmic. Both of their Golden Heart Seals pulsed with a faint, sleepy amber light, a beautiful testament to the hours of relentless breeding they had just endured.
'They're completely out,' Rito thought, a surge of deep affection warming his chest. 'I pushed them really hard tonight... they need their rest.'
Knowing that staying in the guest room any longer would likely end with someone walking in on them in the morning, Rito decided it was time to make a tactical retreat. He didn't bother searching for his clothes; they were upstairs in his bedroom anyway.
With one last, loving look at his two thoroughly satisfied wives, Rito turned on his heel. He gently opened the door, stepped out into the cool hallway, and closed it silently behind him with a soft click.
The floorboards were cold against his bare feet as he walked completely naked through the dark, quiet house. He moved with practiced stealth, hyper-aware of every creak of the wood. The last thing he needed was for someone to wake up early for a glass of water or going to toilet and catch him parading around the first floor in his birthday suit.
He climbed the stairs, his muscles aching with a pleasant, heavy lethargy. When he finally reached his bedroom door, he let out a sigh of relief.
He reached out, turned the handle, and stepped inside.
"I'm back..." Rito murmured quietly into the darkness.
However, as his eyes adjusted to the silvery moonlight filtering through the window, Rito froze in his tracks. A wave of astonishment washed over him.
The bed was completely empty of its previous occupants.
Mikan, Sachie, and Mami, the three girls who had been completely paralyzed by exhaustion and oozing his semen just a few hours ago, were gone.
Rito blinked, rubbing the back of his neck as he walked closer to the bed. The sheets were still a chaotic, tangled mess, and the faint, musky scent of their earlier three-on-one session still lingered heavily in the air, but the girls had vanished without a trace.
'Where did they go?' Rito wondered, furrowing his brow.
Then, the realization hit him.
'Ah. Mikan must have woken up,' Rito deduced, nodding to himself in the dark. 'She's always been the responsible one. She probably realized that if the three of them stayed in my room the entire night, Yami would wake up alone in Mikan's room. Yami might get suspicious about where they went, or worse, she might feel abandoned and lonely if she found out Mikan, Sachie, and Mami all left her by herself to sleep in there.'
It was a perfectly Mikan-esque move. Even after being thoroughly fucked and pushed to the absolute brink of exhaustion, his little sister had dragged herself and her two friends out of bed, cleaned themselves up just enough to be presentable, and sneaked back to their own room to maintain the peace of the household.
Rito couldn't help but smile, his heart swelling with pride and affection for his incredibly thoughtful sister.
But his smile faltered a moment later.
As Rito approached the edge of the bed, he noticed that the mattress wasn't entirely empty after all. There was a new, incredibly sweet aroma, a scent like exotic, blooming flowers mixed with a hint of warm vanilla.
It was a scent he knew more intimately than his own name.
Rito leaned over, peering into the shadows near the pillows.
"L-Lala...?" Rito whispered, his breath catching in his throat.
Lying right in the center of the messy bed, completely naked, was the First Princess of Deviluke.
Lala Satalin Deviluke was sprawled out in a chaotic, starfish-like position. Her long, vibrant bubblegum-pink hair fanned out across the pillows like a silken halo. The pale moonlight illuminated her flawless, otherworldly figure, the gentle curve of her hips, the incredibly narrow dip of her waist, and the massive, heavy swell of her soft, H-cup breasts that rested proudly against her chest.
She was sleeping soundly, a soft, innocent smile gracing her lips, occasionally letting out a cute, breathy little snore.
Rito stood frozen beside the bed, staring down at his beautiful, naked fiancée.
'What is she doing in here?' Rito thought, his golden-brown eyes wide. 'Did she get lonely in her dimensional space and come down to sleep with me? Did she cross paths with Mikan on the way out?'
For a brief second, Rito considered reaching out and gently shaking her shoulder. He thought about waking her up to ask her what she was doing, or maybe to tell her to put some pajamas on so she wouldn't catch a cold.
But as he looked at her peaceful, angelic sleeping face, his heart melted.
'No... let her sleep,' Rito decided softly. 'She looks so happy and comfortable. Besides, it's not like I haven't seen her naked a hundred times before.'
After all, he and Lala had crossed that line long ago. They had done the deed many times, exploring each other's bodies with fervent, loving passion.
Determined to just get some well-deserved rest, Rito carefully lifted the edge of the duvet and slipped into the bed beside her.
He lay on his back, letting out a long sigh as his head hit the pillow. He closed his eyes, ready to let the exhaustion claim him.
But Lala, acting on pure, unconscious instinct, sensed his body heat.
"Mmm... Rito..." Lala mumbled sleepily in the dark.
Without waking up, she rolled over and threw one of her smooth, bare legs directly over Rito's thighs. She wrapped her slender arms around his torso, snuggling her face directly into his neck.
And, most devastatingly of all, she pressed her massive, bare breasts flush against his chest, her soft stomach completely plastered against his groin.
Thump.
Rito's eyes snapped wide open in the dark.
His body, which had been completely satisfied just five minutes ago, betrayed him instantaneously. The moment the incredibly soft, warm, naked flesh of the alien princess pressed against him, his libido roared back to life with terrifying, volcanic vengeance.
Beneath the sheets, his cock surged. It thickened, hardened, and expanded with violent speed, instantly returning to a rock-hard, pulsing erection that completely tented the blanket and pressed aggressively against Lala's soft, bare lower stomach.
Rito gritted his teeth, a drop of sweat rolling down his temple.
'I-It's not my fault!' Rito grumbled inwardly, desperately trying to rationalize the sudden, overwhelming spike of lust flooding his veins. 'I'm a normal, healthy young boy! What guy wouldn't get instantly hard if his beautiful wife-to-be climbs into his bed and presses her completely naked, incredibly soft, defenseless body right against him in the break of the dawn?! It's simple biology!'
He tried to ignore it. He tried to count sheep. He tried to think about complex mathematical equations.
But it was impossible. The sweet, floral scent of her hair was intoxicating. The rhythmic, hot puffs of her breath against his neck sent shivers down his spine. The sheer weight and softness of her massive breasts squishing against his chest was driving him absolutely insane.
But what was truly pushing Rito over the edge wasn't just her nakedness. It was the context.
She was asleep. She was completely unaware, completely defenseless, and entirely trusting of him. The thought of touching her, of doing things to her body while she was lost in dreamland, was a dark, deviant thrill that spiked his beast-like arousal to unprecedented heights. The idea of doing such a "bad thing" to his innocent and lovely, sleeping princess made his cock throb so hard it actually ached.
'Just a little bit...' Rito reasoned with himself, his golden-brown eyes darkening. 'Just a little touch... she won't even notice.'
Slowly, carefully, Rito shifted his weight.
He rolled onto his side, turning to face the sleeping Lala. He reached out with his hands, his fingers trembling slightly with anticipation.
He placed his palms gently over her massive, H-cup breasts.
Squish.
Hoh…
Rito let out a shaky breath. As always, they were impossibly soft, yet firm and heavy, filling his hands completely and spilling over his fingers. He began to gently massage them, kneading the warm, pale flesh with rhythmic, possessive squeezes.
"Mmmph..." Lala murmured in her sleep, a tiny, contented smile spreading across her lips as she unconsciously leaned into his touch.
Encouraged by her positive reaction, Rito grew bolder.
He brushed his thumbs over the center of her breasts. The moment he made contact, her large, pink areolas pebbled, the nipples instantly hardening into stiff, sensitive peaks under his caress.
Rito couldn't resist any longer. He lowered his head, burying his face in her spectacular cleavage.
He opened his mouth and captured her right nipple between his lips.
Slurp... mwah... suck...
Rito began to suckle on her breast with hungry, wet devotion. He swirled his hot tongue around the hardened pink bud, pulling it deep into his mouth and applying a gentle, rhythmic suction that echoed quietly in the silent room.
Schlorp... gluck... slurp...
"Ahhn... hehe... Rito... that tickles..." Lala giggled softly in her sleep, her hips giving a tiny, involuntary twitch beneath the blankets as the pleasure signals reached her dreaming brain.
Rito moved to her other breast, leaving a glistening trail of saliva across her skin. He captured the left nipple, sucking it hard before gently, playfully grazing the sensitive peak with his teeth.
Bite... tug...
"Hya... a-ahnn..." Lala let out a distinctly more erotic, breathy moan, her back arching slightly, pressing her chest deeper into his face. Her fingers twitched, loosely grabbing handfuls of the bedsheets.
The sight of her reacting so lewdly in her sleep, completely at his mercy, shattered the last of Rito's restraint. He didn't just want to play with them. He wanted to use them.
Rito pulled the heavy duvet entirely off their bodies, casting it to the foot of the bed. The cool air washed over them, but the heat radiating between their bodies was like a furnace.
He shifted his body upward, positioning himself so he was straddling her torso on his knees.
Lala lay flat on her back, her massive, saliva-slicked breasts heaving with her sleepy breaths, her pink nipples standing at absolute, diamond-hard attention.
Rito reached down guided his cock directly into the deep valley between her large breasts.
"Ah..." Rito let out a ragged gasp as the impossibly soft flesh yielded against his burning skin.
With both hands, Rito reached to the outsides of her breasts. He pushed them inward, violently squishing the massive mounds of pale flesh tightly together, completely trapping his thick cock in a makeshift, incredibly plush channel of cleavage.
He began to thrust.
Schlick... squish... shluck...
Rito humped the air, driving his hips forward and dragging his massive shaft through her deep cleavage. The friction was mind-melting. Her breasts were so large and so soft that they completely swallowed his girth, acting like a tight, hot, incredibly plush pair of lips sliding up and down his length.
Squish... plap... schlick...
"Haaah... Lala... your boobs feel so damn good..." Rito grunted, his voice thick with unhinged lust as he picked up the pace.
"Mnnn... hot... Rito is so hot..." Lala mumbled deliriously, her head tossing side to side on the pillow, completely lost in a hazy, erotic dream brought on by his physical manipulation of her body.
Rito wanted it tighter. He wanted more friction.
As he thrust his hips, sliding his cock back and forth through her cleavage, Rito adjusted his grip. Instead of just pushing her breasts together from the sides, he moved his hands up and pinched her hardened, pink nipples tightly between his thumbs and forefingers.
Squeeze... twist...
"AHH!" Lala let out a sharp, high-pitched squeak in her sleep, her body jolting on the mattress.
The pinch caused her breast tissue to swell and gorge with blood, making the cleavage around his cock clamp down with astonishing, vise-like pressure.
SHLUCK! SQUISH! SHLUCK!
The sensation was absolute overload. Rito was humping her chest with piston-like speed, his cock slick with his own pre-cum and the sweat gathering between her breasts, all while pinching and rolling her sensitive nipples to keep the pressure agonizingly tight.
"Nnngh... Rito! A-Ahn! Good... feels good..." Lala moaned loudly, her legs twisting together in her sleep, her body naturally reacting to the intense, localized pleasure he was inflicting on her chest.
The sight of his massive, vein-corded shaft gliding rapidly between the pristine, pale mounds of his sleeping fiancé's breasts, coupled with the dirty, squelching sounds and her breathy, sleeping moans, pushed Rito over the edge.
The pressure at the base of his spine reached critical, explosive mass. He couldn't hold it back. He didn't want to hold it back.
"L-Lala...!" Rito roared, his golden-brown eyes flashing with intensity. "I'm cumming! Right on your face!"
Rito released her nipples. He gripped the sides of her breasts with crushing force, squishing them together one final time to trap his shaft as he thrust his hips all the way forward, aiming the flared curved head of his cock directly up at her chin.
DO-PYU!
SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! DO-PYU!
Rito unleashed a massive, torrential flood of thick, scalding hot semen.
The pressurized ropes of semen shot out like a geyser from the tip of his shaft. The first heavy spurt completely missed her chin, arcing through the air and splashing heavily across Lala's left cheek. The second and third spurts splattered violently across her delicate nose and her parted, pink lips.
Splatter... drip...
Thick, pearlescent white seed completely coated the First Princess's beautiful face, dripping lazily from her eyelashes and sliding down her chin to pool in the hollow of her collarbone.
The sudden, shocking sensation of the incredibly hot, sticky fluid splashing directly onto her face acted like a bucket of warm water.
Lala's long eyelashes fluttered.
Slowly, groggily, her emerald-green eyes blinked open.
"Mmm...? Is it morning already...?" Lala mumbled, her voice thick with sleep.
She felt something warm and sticky on her lips. Acting on pure instinct, Lala stuck her tongue out, licking a thick glob of the white fluid right off her own lip. She smacked her lips together, tasting the rich, musky, unmistakably familiar flavour of Rito's semen.
Her emerald eyes widened in confusion. She reached up, wiping a thick smear of semen off her cheek, staring at the sticky white mess coating her fingers.
Then, she looked down.
Sitting directly over her waist, straddling her on his knees, was Yuuki Rito. His chest was heaving with ragged, heavy breaths. His cock was resting directly between her squished breasts, still twitching and weeping the last few spurts of semen directly onto her collarbone.
Lala lay completely frozen on the mattress. She blinked once. Then twice.
She looked at her semen-coated fingers, looked at the massive cock resting in her cleavage, and finally looked up into Rito's wide, flushed, incredibly guilty golden-brown eyes.
"E-Eh...?" Lala squeaked, completely and utterly stunned into absolute silence.
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