Rin's hands slid under Yuri's ass again, lifting her effortlessly despite his earlier exhaustion. His cock stood rigid again; steel-hard, and flushed dark at the tip, already leaking precum. He positioned her above him, his swollen dick tip kissing her glossy pussy.
They locked eyes; passionate and unguarded, then Rin guided her down slowly.
The head parted her lower lips, slipping inside the tight, burning heat of her. Yuri's breath hitched, but Rin kept pushing, inch by inch, until gravity took over. Her weight dropped the rest of the way, swallowing him to the root.
"Ahn~!"
Yuri—the undefeated Void Keeper, Thrúiowre—let out a sensitive and erotic moan as her cervix kissed the tip of Rin's cock. Her inner walls clenched hard around him, fluttering in frantic pulses.
«Notification: Lewd Meter has reached 79%. Further sexual activity can be postponed»
But Rin wasn't listening anymore.
His hips snapped forward one last time, burying himself to the deepest part pf her. Yuri's inner walls clamped down like a balled fist, draining him dry.
Thick spurts of cum flooded her depths, mixing with her own fluids, with a faint line of crimson that leaked out curling around his cock; a proof that her body had never taken anything like this before.
The excess dripped in slow, viscous streaks from her stretched entrance, coating his balls and pooling on the couch beneath them.
"Did that hurt?" Rin asked, with a rough voice.
He reached up and tucked a damp strand of midnight hair behind her ear, his thumb brushing the flushed curve of her cheek.
"Not at all, Master…" Yuri's breath hitched, her starry red eyes half-lidded and glassy. "I wanted it. Shall we continue, or does it all end here?"
Rin's subsequent smirk was nearly feral.
He gripped her hips and dropped her flat on her back across the cushions. Her legs fell open instinctively, her pussy still convulsing and drooling his seed.
Without a word he grabbed his dick and drove it back in her; with a hard, deep, and relentless clash. Each thrust of his slapped soggily against her clit, forcing little gushes of mixed fluids to spray across both their thighs.
"Ahnnnn! Master… I fancy this ritual!" Yuri's voice cracked into a needy moan. "I cannot explain it, yet I yearn to do this act every moment from now on!"
"Well, good for you," Rin growled, slamming forward again.
His cock pounded her cervix with every stroke, the blunt head kissing that deepest spot until her whole body arched off the couch.
Yuri's hands flew to his shoulders, her fingers pressing into his skin. Her legs locked around his waist, pulling him even deeper. "More! More, Master. Show me more of this ritual!"
They didn't stay on the couch long.
Rin flipped her over the armrest, bent her forward until her breasts mashed against the fabric. He re-entered from behind in one brutal slide, hands gripping her hips so hard the skin blanched white around his fingers.
Yuri moaned loud enough to rattle the windows; a raw and animalistic moan. The stoic Void Keeper was nowhere to be found. Her ass jiggled with every punishing thrust, her butt cheeks rippling with every slap, the wet smack of skin fellowshipping filled the entire apartment.
One way or the other, they stumbled into the kitchen next.
Rin lifted her onto the counter, spread her thighs wide, hooked her knees over his elbows and fucked her standing. Yuri's back arched, head thrown back, dark hair spilling across the granite. Her breasts bounced wildly with each slam; with those hard and flushed dark red nipples.
She excitedly clawed at his shoulders, leaving heated red trails.
"Master, ahh! It's too much, but I want more—!"
Another orgasm ripped through her.
Clear fluid squirted around his pistoning cock, splashing his stomach and dripping down the cabinet doors. Her pussy tightened so violently it nearly spat out his cock, but Rin just growled and fucked through it, chasing his own peak again.
Munganda and Inferna, however, stood frozen in the doorway, only watching.
Rin had never fucked them like this; with actual hunger and with real enjoyment.
Every previous time had been largely mechanical: simple maintenance, meter management, but nothing more. And Rin almost endured it, with his detached and bored demeanor.
But now his eyes were shady with desire, his lips parted, and sweat rolling down his back as he railed the former Titan into the counter.
The maids' faces were still; their indifferent veils only lifting at the edges with something close to heartache. They were happy he was alive, and happy the meter was climbing, but the envy… it burned brighter than they imagined.
After all, they had never gotten this ravenous version of him. Not once before. After all their long years of being his servants, they felt that they could not make him crave sex even once.
Nevertheless, they didn't dare interrupt. If they did, the spell currently on him might break. He might retreat back into indifference and lose this rare opportunity to enjoy and revel in his carnal desires.
So they watched, silently and miserably, with aching hearts, while Yuri screamed through yet another climax, her thighs trembling, and her toes curling against Rin's back.
***
Not long after, the front door clicked open.
"Tadaima~!" Chiyo's cheerful voice rang out, with grocery bags rustled in one of her hands. "Ah, onii-chan is already back from ca—?! Wai—! What are you doing, you pervert?! And who the hell is that?!"
Chiyo froze in the doorway, her eyes widened.
Before her, Rin was balls-deep in Yuri on the couch, still thrusting, while Yuri's head slouched back in bliss, her tongue lolling slightly, with drool stringing from her chin to her heaving breasts.
"Geez! What's with the noise…" Karen stepped in behind Chiyo; her cropped top riding up to show a sliver of her toned stomach, her jean shorts hugging her hips.
She took one good look at the scene, then at the naked woman currently getting knocked, and something snapped.
CRASHHH!!