FeTUS headquarters had been partially
destroyed along with the clock tower, Ange and Rapha had used up all their
power, and the other three were useless.
With no one left to fight, the battle
between heaven and earth had to be put on hold.
On the terms that discussions would be held
at a later date, the angels and Mutsuki were released and Lucia had vanished at
some point. Mutsuki left with Ange and Rapha during the calm eye of the
typhoon.
Rapha had been badly burned by Ange’s flames,
so the other three angles took him away. He would need serious healing up in
heaven.
Ange was not injured herself, but she
seemed very tired and she fell asleep on the way. They made it back to the
apartment before long.
Micha had been left in the park, but she
was back at the apartment as if nothing had happened.
“Well then.”
“Yes?”
“I’m definitely getting a pay cut after
putting you in danger and losing to a demon of all things. That new motorcycle I’ve
been wanting is looking a long way off now.”
“Ah…ah ha ha.”
“This calls for a drink! Bring out the
beer!”
“That has nothing to do with this.”
“Boo.”
When he scolded her, Micha puffed out her
cheeks and obediently sipped at a cola through a straw.
She was acting like the events in the park
had never happened and Mutsuki tried to act normal as best he could.
A lot about all that still bothered him,
but this young woman had been an enigma from the beginning.
At the very least, she was still kind to
him and Ange. That told him he should still trust her.
“Phew…”
It was almost nighttime, so she had
prepared dinner for them all. The table was covered in burgers and fries from a
nearby fast food restaurant.
After eating enough to fill her stomach,
she sighed.
“I spent two months on that seal and you
broke it through willpower alone.”
“Ah.”
She muttered a complaint and leaned up
against his back.
Her breasts pressed down on his shoulders,
she wrapped her arms around his neck, and she peered into his right eye.
“I was pretty confident I’d made you mine
too.”
“S-sorry.”
He felt weird apologizing for that, but
after being taught for over two months that he was no match for her, it left
him flustered.
“I guess that just means you made me into
your sex slave and I didn’t get anything out of it. Ahh, ahh. How is that fair?”
“Wait. I wouldn’t say slave…”
“Hm? But it’s true isn’t it. You made me
cum so many times.”
He wished she would not say anything so
embarrassing, so he blushed and hung his head.
His pure reaction cheered her up, so she
smiled a little and moved away.
“I’m hungry.”
At the same time, Ange walked in after
waking up.
“Are you feeling okay, Ange?”
“I’m fine. I can eat this, right?”
She sat down in the reclining chair and
reached for some nearby fast food fries.
She looked a little sleepy, but she seemed
healthy enough. The upper arms and thighs sticking out from the shirt she wore
had a decent complexion. And she had not been injured in the first place.
Her golden eyes had returned to being blue,
so she was her usual self.
And the exhaustion was unlikely to be a
problem.
“That greasy stuff isn’t good for you. Let
me make you some porridge.”
“I’m hungry because you took too long to
make dinner. I’m eating this.”
He tried to help out, but she ignored his
offer and started chowing down.
“C’mon, you’re going to give yourself a
stomachache.”
“Shut up. I’ll be just fi-…gh. Ow, ow, ow, ow!”
“Didn’t I tell you? Are you okay?”
“My head…my head hurts.”
“That’s because you drank that shake so
fast.”
He rubbed her back, although he had no idea
if that would help with an ice cream headache.
Micha’s expression relaxed into a smile
when she saw those two completely back to normal just three hours after that
commotion.
“Since Ange is up now, I have to go give a
report.”
She got up.
“Should I go with you?” asked Ange with a
puzzled look, but the young woman calmly shook her head.
“Leave all this annoying stuff to the
adults. Seeing Rapha now would be awkward, wouldn’t it?”
Frustrated at being so blatantly treated
like a child, the girl wrinkled her brow.
However, Micha was right, so she could not
argue the point. Rapha was the only one she had badly injured and she had
abandoned her duty partway through, so it would be difficult to meet him now.
Micha laughed and nonchalantly swiped a
beer from the fridge.
“Nothing else really matters right now, so
just think about yourself.”
“Uuh…”
“Will you leave Metatron’s power as is or
will you seal it away? I’ll leave that decision with you.”
Micha left.
A nice amount of steam was rising from the
pot on the stove. Mutsuki removed the lid, dropped an egg inside, stirred it a
few times, and shut off the gas once it was about half cooked.
“Okay, this is your dinner, Ange.”
He and Micha had just eaten the fast food
since there was no time, but he had made sure to make some porridge for Ange
since she was still weak.
“This is porridge? I’ve never seen it
before.”
“Really? I guess it’s my first time making
it since coming here. It’s for when you’re sick, but it’s actually pretty
good.”
He moved it to a bowl and carried it to
her.
And Ange’s face stiffened as soon as she
looked in the bowl.
“Um, wh-what is this? Is it full of
nutrients?”
“Well, of course it is. You’re exhausted,
aren’t you? I went all out making this.”
“Uuh… I know what happens when you go all
out making something.”
The phrase “full of nutrients” filled her
with dread and a sour look appeared on her face.
She scooped up a spoonful and tried it.
“~~” (Munch munch)
“How is it?”
“Why does everything you make taste a
little vinegary!?”
Unsurprisingly, she was angry.
Mutsuki started apologizing on reflex, but
he also smiled bitterly.
He finally felt like the usual Ange was
back.
As always, she slowly but surely ate the
food despite her complaints.
He loved that side of her like she was
family. So…
“Hey, Ange.”
“What?”
“About what Micha-san said before…”
He gave her a serious look and she stopped
moving the spoon in her hand.
Metatron’s power had calmed down for the
time being, but they had no idea what would happen with that power to destroy
all things, including Ange herself.
Micha had said it was possible to seal it.
So…
“Do you really hate humans, Ange?”
He got straight to the point.
“I do.”
She did not hesitate to answer.
He held his tongue and did not ask why.
He had heard a vague description of why
from Micha before. She had an unhappy past, so the hatred welled up within her
no matter what she herself wanted.
Metatron was the power of hatred toward
humans.
The boy frowned and lowered his head while
wondering if she truly could not abandon that once and for all.
“…”
The girl stole a glance at that expression.
She gave a lopsided frown at the obvious
sadness there.
“B-but. Even if I do hate humans…”
She sounded a little nervous.
“I, um, owe Saya for the fried chicken she
gave me. Oh, and, um, Ibekusa. I still haven’t settled things with her. I don’t
want to just blow her up with Metatron. I hate humans, but I have my pride.”
“Eh…?”
“So, um…”
Her voice grew quiet and she had difficulty
saying this, but she still said it clearly.
“We can seal it.”
“Really!?”
Mutsuki leaned toward her.
She leaned back in shock and nearly dropped
her bowl of porridge as she nodded several times.
“Thank goodness.”
Mutsuki seemed truly relieved and his face
almost seemed to melt into a beaming smile.
“…”
Ange’s expression started loosening up as
well, but…
“So how do we seal it?”
“Uuh…”
Her expression immediately tensed up again.
After taking a shower to wash up, Mutsuki
entered her room.
This was Ange’s room. He lived with her,
but he rarely went in here. His heart was racing a little.
It was decorated in a very girly fashion.
The bed and curtains were a light pink and green. She had few possessions since
they moved a lot, but there were stuffed animals lined up on the dresser.
Ange only wore a sports bra and spats. That
was her Suit. It had been vaporized, but the ultimate angelic material had regenerated
in the short time since.
Without putting on any clothes, she sat on
a corner of the bed with her knees raised in front of her. Her arms were
wrapped around the Lazy Bear body pillow Mutsuki had won her at the crane game
before and she used it to hide her blushing face.
Mutsuki’s face was burning too.
With her permission, he sat next to her on
the bed.
If Ange had simply been half-naked, he
could have kept his cool. Her shoulders and midriff were exposed, but the bra
covered a lot of skin and he was used to seeing the spats.
“…”
But he could not avoid tensing up when he
thought about what they were about to do. He sighed deeply.
He would use the Serpent’s Eye’s power to
control all women to interfere with Ange’s body.
The Serpent’s Eye was powerful enough to
distort the ownership of a soul. It would influence a woman no matter the
situation.
Unless Mutsuki allowed it, she would be
unable to choose suicide or self-destruction.
She would never be able to become Metatron
again.
The question was how to use the Serpent’s
Eye to interfere with her. Mutsuki was still unable to use that unknown power.
He could only think of one way.
As they took turns bathing, they had both
built up their resolve, but…
“Th-this is just some work we have to get
done. Um, I’m not a child that’s afraid of this kind of thing.”
“Right.”
“I don’t like you, but it’s the only way to
seal Metatron. So I’ll put up with it. I don’t like you, though.”
“Right.”
Ange’s voice was noticeably tense with
nerves and Mutsuki only answered “right”.
They were both avoiding the word that had
been circling through their minds for a while now: sex.
“Um, y-you’re used to this kind of thing,
right?”
“Right.”
“So, um, I’ll let you take the lead.
I…w-well, if you’re used to it, that should be fine. Um, I’m perfectly fine
with whatever you might do to me.”
“…Right.”
“Ah.”
Ange finally stopped talking when he hugged
her.
Mutsuki was hardly a big guy, but even he
could easily hold Ange’s less than 140 cm body in his arms.
He sat cross-legged on the bed and held her
on top of one leg.
She had fallen silent as soon as he held
her close and she was tense to the point of trembling.
He gently rubbed her back.
She only wore her underwear and spats, so
he could naturally touch a wide range of smooth bare skin.
While Ange had completely frozen up,
Mutsuki was assertive.
If he did not do this, she could be
manipulated by the angels again and turned into a bomb meant to attack humans.
He was willing to do anything to prevent that.
(I’m going to do it with Ange.)
That thought only made him more nervous.
He had recently been in a physical
relationship with Machina, Schwarze and today even Lucia, but he still had
monogamous values. He could not have sex out of a sense of duty.
So if he did have to penetrate her, he did
not want to just stick his penis in her and call it a day. He wanted to make
this a nice memory, especially for Ange.
He did his best to put his heart into the
thorough caress he gave her.
“Before…”
He opened his mouth.
“Yes?’
“Before when you were injured, I rubbed medicine onto you.”
“Th-that was an awful memory.”
“Ah ha ha. Maybe it was for you. But…”
His fingertips moved along the nape of her
neck.
“Ever since then, I’ve thought your skin is
so pretty.”
“Nhh…”
It must have tickled because the girl
wrinkled her brow.
Each of her little reactions was cute.
“And your hair is pretty too. …Wow, it’s so
smooth. It’s even better than I imagined.”
He had been touching her back then on the
pretext of healing her skin, so he had been unable to touch her red hair, but he
ran his fingers through it now.
He had never really thought about it, but
the carmine red hair was as smooth as silk.
Micha, Machina, and Lucia had curly hair
and Black Cat’s had been braided, so this was his first time touching such
straight hair.
His heart pounded at the sensation of his
fingers sliding from the roots to the tips of the hair.
“It smells so nice…nn.”
He narrowed his eyes at the scent wafting
from her hair and kissed the top of her head.
Mixed in with the sweet scent of her hair
was the sweet and sour scent coming from her healthy scalp. That was something
an adult like Micha had not had.
She had strong sweat.
Simply put, it was a child’s scent.
“Ah…”
As Mutsuki lost himself in stroking her
hair and kissing the top of her head, Ange’s behavior gradually changed.
The confusion left her vivid blue eyes and
a blank dampness filled them.
Her frozen spine also relaxed.
She relaxed like a puppy being groomed and
she leaned against Mutsuki.
“Ange, do you like having your head
rubbed?”
“Eh…?”
He asked about what he sensed from the way
she clung to him.
She seemed to hesitate for a bit and her
eyes darted about with a film of tears over them.
“I-I don’t know. No one’s ever done it
before.”
Her voice was scratchy.
No one had ever rubbed her head before.
Mutsuki knew about the misfortune in her past that not even she knew about, so
that was hard for him to hear.
But he could tell from her body’s reaction
that she liked this.
The way she rubbed her face against his
chest and looked up at him told him she viewed it positively.
“Then I’ll do it a little longer.”
“Ah…o-okay.”
He rubbed not just her hair but her smooth
cheeks, earlobes, and nape of the neck.
Each time, she gained the unfocused
expression of a sleepy four-year-old.
The room’s…no, their atmosphere was changing. They were making skin contact out of
obligation and they were engaging in foreplay out of necessity all as
preparation to have sex.
As proof, proud Ange did not grow angry no
matter where he touched her: forehead, eyes, or even lips.
(Ange’s mouth is so soft.)
He tickled her light pink lower lip.
Those lips had a habit of closing up in a
mountain shape, but now that the tension had relaxed, they had a fruity
complexion and feel.
Simply put, they looked tasty.
(I wonder if she’d get mad if I kissed
her.)
He was dying to do it, so he held her
cheeks between his hands and slowly brought his face in close.
She had agreed to have sex in order to seal
Metatron, but he had not asked about this.
“…? Nn…”
She noticed him moving his face in close, but
she did not try to escape.
Her damp eyes waited for him to approach.
“Ahh…”
“~”
He placed his lips over her smooth and
pleasantly pliant ones.
This was his first time kissing her, but
more than arousal or fulfilment, Mutsuki felt anxiety over whether or not he
should have done that.
But that question…
“Nn…a minty smell? Ange, did you brush your
teeth?”
…was immediately answered.
“O-of course I did. We’re, um, going to
have sex, right?”
“…Yeah.”
That meant she had intended to allow him
her lips from the beginning.
“Ange.”
“Ah.”
He more forcefully scooped up her entire
mouth this time.
He sucked on the top and bottom pink lips
as if he was providing an intense massage.
“Ahn, ahn, h-hey, wait.”
He stuck his tongue on the line between top
and bottom and rubbed it back and forth.
The breaths mixed with Ange’s complaints
were surprisingly mature sounding and had a strong floral sweetness.
They led him to move his tongue tip more
and more boldly.
“Ahh… Wait, be gentler. This is my first
ti-…nnnn.”
She raised her eyebrows in anger, but
Mutsuki did not stop. His tongue sank into her mouth through the opened gap and
he licked through the inside which was soaked with sweet and sour juice.
The contents of her lips were just as sweet
as he had imagined and he was moved that she would allow him to kiss her even
if it was unnecessary and unrelated to sealing Metatron. He felt the rational
side of his mind losing control.
He licked across each of her smooth,
cavity-less, and ideal teeth and across her gums. He scooped up all of her
saliva along the way.
“Ahn, ah, nn, nkh.”
She had no experience at all with this, so
she had trouble breathing at first. She was at the mercy of the boy’s tongue,
her small nose twitched, and breathing was the most she could manage.
But she gradually got used to it and her
breathing calmed.
“Nn…nph, kfhh…”
Her entire body went limp. She leaned
against his chest as if clinging to him and let him do as he wished with her
mouth.
Mutsuki was a skilled kisser after being
trained by Micha and Lucia, but more than that, he tended to be very thorough.
He sucked and rubbed all across her gums
and he checked the exact shape of her teeth.
“Mhh…hh. Mutsuki…fwaahhh.”
Now that his partner had given in, he moved
on to her tongue.
He roughly rubbed the top of their tongues
together. After enough time that their taste buds could taste nothing other
than each other, he moved to the underside. He poked and tickled at the
sensitive flesh and its visible blood vessels.
He finally tightly wrapped his tongue
around hers like a snake constricting its prey.
“Kh…ahh.”
Ange had already seemed intoxicated, but
now her eyes were so damp she seemed to be crying.
“Nn… Ange, stick out your tongue.”
“Ahn…o-okay.”
When he stickily rubbed their tongues
together, she obediently did the same.
“Swallow…my saliva.”
“Nn…ah, gh, gulp, gulp.”
She sucked at his tongue and swallowed the
saliva like a nursing baby.
“…Ah♡”
It was such an intense kiss that her
breaths were already tinged with pleasure.
“Hahhh…”
The girl broke free of the kiss with a loud
wet sound.
She seemed to have gone entirely limp. She
leaned weakly against him and curled up in his lap.
“Pant…pant… Stupid Mutsuki”
“Ah…ah ha ha ha . Sorry. I got carried
away.”
Ange’s face was so red she seemed to have a
fever and she was trying to raise her eyebrows in anger.
The boy smiled at the mismatch of her
dignified eyebrows and her seductively damp eyes and he brought a hand back to
her hair to put her back in a good mood.
He gently rubbed her head.
“Nn…h-honestly.”
She tried to hide it, but she closed her
eyes as if she liked it.
(Ange might be a lot like sensei.)
He remembered Miss C, aka Katsuie-sensei.
He had already noticed they both had strong
senses of duty and were dedicated to their work, but they also both seemed to be
the type to grow dependent on their partner at times like this.
“…Mutsuki.”
This time, she lifted her slender chin and
pressed her lips against his.
It was the same as a gentle kiss between
lovers after a long time apart.
“Hee.”
He moved his fingertips from her hair to
her back and stroked downwards along her spine.
The lengthy and passionate kiss had
apparently made her entire body sensitive. The girl arched her back and her
slender waist twisted left and right to escape as his fingers continued down.
“…Ange.”
He had gone for her back on a mischievous
whim, but he thoroughly enjoyed her reaction.
He stopped his hand just above her pelvis,
tilted his head, and asked her if he could continue.
Ange got down from his lap and lay down as
if wrapping herself in the sheets. She must have known what he meant because
her eyebrows bent for a complicated expression.
She finally nodded.
“Ahhhhn.”
Her butt stuck out a fair bit from her
slender waist, but she was a small girl and he could easily squeeze both cheeks
with one hand.
He rubbed his hand all over the butt so
tightly contained in her small spats.
“Nhah…ah, hyah, nnah…your hand is
so…dirty…”
Ange protested in a quiet and strained
voice.
Regardless, Mutsuki continued digging his
fingers into a sensation more supple than soft.
He had rubbed all over her body when
applying the oil before, but he had missed out on these more indecent places.
He persistently massaged it as if to make up for that.
“Wah, ah, Ange. Your clothes.”
As he massaged her spats, they suddenly
came apart like clay. His fingers broke right through.
“Eh…? Oh, it only just regenerated, so it
might be weaker than normal.”
Her spats and bra were made of a special
material known as a Suit. It was as thin as a film but harder than steel. And
even if it was destroyed and turned to dust like today, it would return to
normal before long. However, when it was touched by sweat and similar
substances, it became quite brittle.
That was especially bad today. The sweat on
Mutsuki’s hand was enough for it to break more easily than a thin layer of
rubber.
“Can I take it off you?”
He pulled at it from the butt side of the
hole.
After removing her spats and bra, Ange only
wore a small pair of silk panties.
She lay on her side and pulled over her
body pillow to help cope with her anxiety toward the coming sex.
Mutsuki gulped when he saw her.
Her height and each of her individual parts
were small, so she looked like a little girl at first glance. She had a
childlike face and she was holding what could be seen as a childish stuffed animal.
But the feminine presence he could smell on
her stimulated the young boy’s lust.
The red hair wrapped around her naked body
contrasted the snow white skin visible through the gaps. She was short, but her
proportions were not those of a child. Starting from the gentle indentation of
her stomach, soft and curving lines continued up toward her chest and down
toward her hips.
She had slender thighs, breasts that stood
out given how skinny she was, and a butt that continued the smooth line of her
hips.
Her eyebrows normally rose with an
indomitable warrior-like dignity, but now they were lowered in worry. The tense
redness of her face was erotic.
The boy had also stripped down to only his
boxers and his heart pounded at her raw semi-lolita charm as he slowly leaned
over her.
“You’re so pretty, Ange.”
“Wh-where did that come from?”
As she faced to the side, he lay next to
her and moved in close to her back.
She grew even tenser and squeezed her body
pillow.
“You don’t need to flatter me. I know I
look like a little kid.”
She sulkily pouted her lips.
“I’m not like Ibekusa.”
“Huh?”
Mutsuki tilted his head as he tried to
figure out why she would mention Machina here.
She squeezed the body pillow in her arms…as
if to hide her chest.
“You seemed so happy fondling her boobs
before. You said they were big.”
“What? …Oh.”
He suddenly recalled that Ange had been
watching when he had first done it with Machina.
“That wasn’t it! I-I wasn’t happy because
they were big. Well, big is fine, but I was glad because they were Ibeku-…”
“…”
“Sorry.”
He had a feeling she was being
unreasonable, but he stopped because he sensed that anything he said would only
upset her.
Ange made a sullen triangle out of her
mouth.
Mutsuki smiled bitterly at how difficult
this girl was to deal with.
“Anyway.”
He embraced her from behind.
“Your body is really pretty too.”
“Ah…”
It was just a hug, but after the kiss had
increased her sensitivity, it was like a sweet caress to Ange’s weak body.
All the tension immediately left her. And…
“Hyah… Oh, that’s…”
A manly hardness had bumped into her butt
through his boxers and her panties.
Ange panicked as this obvious symbol of
lust pressed against her.
“Y-you pervert”
Her eyebrows immediately rose, but Mutsuki
smiled because the rapid changes between panicked and angry expressions were
cute.
“Sorry, sorry. I forgot you hated dirty
things.”
“Of course I hate this kind of…um…um…”
“Heh heh. Sorry. But…”
He blew onto her earlobe, sending a shudder
down her spine.
“I’m going to turn you into a really dirty
girl today.”
“Ah…”
He once more stickily licked at her lips
with his tongue tip.
Ange briefly tensed up and dug her
fingernails into the body pillow, but she already knew the taste of a kiss and
soon opened her mouth.
He was only licking around the outside of her
mouth, but she stuck her own tongue out.
“Nn, hh… Shtupid…stupid Muchuki…”
As he rubbed her tongue that had fully
become an erogenous zone, sweet moans escaped her nose.
(She’s moaning so sexily. Ah ha ha. But I
doubt she’s noticed.)
“…? Why are you smiling?”
“No reason.”
He chose not to explain his bitter smile
and took advantage of her lowered guard to pass his hand below her arm and
between her and the bear pillow.
He grabbed the soft, smallish mound there.
“Ahhhn!”
Ange gave a faint shrill cry.
She seemed to be quite sensitive there. He
gently pressed down on and massaged it to search out the ideal level of
strength.
“Nn, Ange, your heart is pounding.”
The somewhat restless beat of her heart reached him from beneath the soft
sensation.
The girl looked a little frustrated that he
had seen through her impatience, and finally…
“S-so is yours.”
“Ah ha ha. You noticed? It’s been pounding
the whole time.”
“…I see.”
Her back was pressed against the boy’s
chest through her silky red hair and she could feel a pulse beating just as fast
as her own. Her cheeks softened as if to say it was not a bad feeling.
Now that she had relaxed, Mutsuki began
rolling around her sensitive breast once more.
He used enough strength to squish it and
used his palm to provide a ticklish vibration to the areola at the tip.
“Ah, wait, Mutsuki… Ee, heeyahn… Ah,
hyahh.”
Just as he had thought, her breasts were
just as sensitive as Machina’s especially sensitive ones. Ange could not stop
moaning.
Perhaps because they were always contained
in the tight sports bra, the nipples at the tip had a habit of sinking down
into the soft mounds.
(Come to think of it, they were like this
last time I saw them too.)
He remembered when she had been violated
before his eyes after being attacked by a Springloaded a while back.
She had had inverted nipples back then too.
“Eek!”
He squeezed the entire areola and massaged it
as if lifting it up.
“Nn, nn.” The girl’s voice intermittently
escaped her throat. “Ahn.”
Her voice grew especially loud as the
buried point popped out.
“Ha ha. Your nipples are as cute as ever.”
Back when the Springloaded had had its way
with her, he had not had a chance to touch her nipples. He had been dying to
toy with them ever since then.
He held the nipple between his middle and
ring fingers and kneaded the soft flesh.
“Wait, hey, not there… Ah, ah, ahhhh.”
The gentle touch of a warm hand was sensual
on an entirely different level from the cold machine’s touch.
But she must have been frustrated with how
readily she reacted to the practiced caress. Her mouth flapped open and closed.
She wanted to complain, but all she could do was moan.
The nipple grew intensely erect and the pink
tip was so tight that not a single wrinkle could be seen.
“Uuh…stupid…ah. Nn, nnn.”
Ange started hating herself for all the
pleasure she felt, but she grew obedient when he licked at her mouth to comfort
her. Even as she complained, she stuck out her tongue to return his deep kiss.
“Ange, you love kissing, don’t you?”
“Ahn…Eh? No, I don’t…”
“Heh heh. Your body says otherwise. Look, look.”
When she let her guard down, he moved his
other hand in on the other side and grabbed both breasts now.
His hands were far from large, but they
easily contained the entirety of the pure white milky flesh. He thoroughly
rolled them around.
“I am not a dirty girl…ahn, ahhhn.”
Her voice sounded both troubled and horny.
Her entire body seemed to be an erogenous
zone.
And her heart was as sensitive as it was
prideful. As he groped her body as he pleased, she glared at him with her
eyebrows raised angrily, but it did not last long. As an obscene surge of
electricity came from her chest, her sharp eyes grew damp and she stuck out her
tongue to beg him to kiss her some more.
“See? You are a dirty girl.”
“Sh-shut up. It’s your fault. I just caught
your perversion is all.”
“Sure, sure. But however it happened,
you’re still a dirty girl now, Ange.”
Once he had attacked her chest until she
could stand it no longer, he began moving his hands elsewhere to search out
more erogenous zones.
The base of the mounds, the lines of her
ribs, her side, and her hot and steamy armpits.
The armpits seemed especially embarrassing
because she shook her head and long red hair.
Even so, her look of protest grew weak
after a single kiss.
“I’ll be touching you down here too.”
“Ah…ah, nn.”
She put up no resistance when he reached
for her most private spot.
He touched the hidden hill that gently
lifted her panties between her legs.
After groping her body so much while she
wore just the panties, the silk fabric pulled up in a V-shape even more indecent
than a bikini bottom. It was enough to see the shape of the young lips below.
He grabbed that fabric that had grown
nearly skin-colored and let his fingers sink in.
“You’re already soaking wet.”
“Sh-shut up.”
Ange ended their kiss and looked away in
embarrassment.
Mutsuki used his empty hand to pinch at her
aroused nipples and roll her soft bust around. He had expected her to be wet,
but the amount of nectar still surprised him.
Her crevice was even more childlike than
Machina’s and it was so soft that it spread to either side when he pressed his
fingers down.
“It’s so hot too. …It’s still a little
tense, but…”
Mutsuki massaged the young mound as if he
were petting a well-behaved puppy as a reward.
“Nnah. It is not hot… Ah, ah, stop that.”
“The more I touch it, the softer it gets.
Can you tell? Your entrance is saying it wants me inside it.”
“~~”
Deep inside the shell-shaped mound, her
shameful palace was putting up a resistance because it was still quite young,
but she could tell it was melting with each stroke.
Her flesh was transforming into the ideal
form for sex.
“W-wait just a second.”
Ange finally began to struggle.
He had once massaged her entire body in the
name of applying medicine. He had also violated her rear hole when controlled
by Black Cat (although he did not remember it). But this was the first time he
had directly attacked her crotch.
“Eh? What is it?”
“We’re just sealing Metatron, remember?
Stop, um, spending so much time on this weird stuff. Let’s just get to the sex and
get it over with.”
Mutsuki was confused by this sudden
statement, so she flared up with anger and swept his hand off of her most
indecent spot.
She had melted from a mere hug and kiss,
she had been at his mercy during this intense foreplay, and her mouth filled
with drool in its desire for another kiss. She was embarrassed by that side of
herself and that seemed to have set fire to her great pride.
“I understand a married man and a woman doing
this kind of lovey-dovey thing, but this is just a sealing ceremony. You just
have to stick that in here and get it done with.”
Ange blushed and puffed out her cheeks. She
sat up and turned her back on him.
Mutsuki was a little confused, but he soon
regained his smile.
“But you want to do this kind of
lovey-dovey thing.”
He pressed up against her back again.
“It’s true we aren’t married.”
“…?”
“But I love you, Ange.”
“What!?”
“What?”
Ange’s head spun around so fast that her
red hair slapped against the boy’s elbow a moment later.
“I love you. So instead of just some
ceremony, I want to make this as nice a memory as possible.”
“You…eh? You…love me?”
“I do. Huh? Did I forget to mention that?”
“Ehhhh!? Um, wait, you’re kidding. Um,
you’re kidding.”
“?”
Mutsuki tilted his head as Ange started panicking.
“Wait, why would you say that now? …You
were too shy to tell Ibekusa, but you did it so smoothly with me…”
Her red face rapidly switched back and
forth between flustered and angry.
“I-it kind of pisses me off it was so easy
with me. But you love me… Um…”
“Ange? What is it?”
“Why would you say that now, you stupid idiot!?”
“Gyah!”
He was worried about her flustered
behavior, but then she elbowed him in the gut.
Even if it was out of embarrassment, she
was the strongest angel, so her elbow had enough force to send the contents
flying out. The boy began choking.
“Ah, sorry. I went too far.”
“Cough, cough. Y-yeah. I’m fine. Don’t
worry.”
“Oh, that’s good to-… I was not worried,
you moron!”
Just as she started rubbing his back, she
yelled in anger again.
This angel had always been quick to anger,
but she was especially unstable today. The boy could only tilt his head in
confusion.
But he did know not to argue with her when
she puffed out her cheeks.
“Fine, fine.”
“…Wah!”
He lowered his boxers.
“I wish we could’ve done that longer, but
let’s get to the main attraction.”
He pulled out a horn-like point of flesh
that almost seemed to be threatening the young girl.
She had touched or been touched by it a few
times, but she was far from used to it. The anger vanished from her mind and
she averted her gaze.
She turned her back again and occasionally
glanced over her shoulder at the penis.
The intensity of the erection seemed to be
inviting her to have sex with it. As she looked at it, she gained a troubled
but not dissatisfied look.
“Ange?”
“Y-yes, I know.”
She hesitated for a moment, but finally
gave her usual lopsided frown and glared at the boy.
“You love me?”
“Yes?”
“Okay. Then…”
She made up her mind and rolled down her
panties to remove that last remaining piece of clothing.
“Let’s have sex.”
“L-listen. This is only to seal my power
and it doesn’t mean I’ve fallen in love with you.”
“I understand.”
They had both removed their underwear and
were now nude.
She lay on her side and buried her face in
the body pillow she had let go of earlier.
He had seen her half-naked before, but (as
far as he could remember) this was his first time seeing her most precious
place. He knew it was in poor taste, but he had her give him a good look.
He had expected her pubic hair to be a
beautiful red, but not a single hair had grown in yet so the color was a
mystery. From the base of her thighs to the center of her crotch was a smooth
young pussy. Machina’s had been the most childlike of the three he had seen
before, but Ange’s was even younger than that.
Even Machina’s had been quite tight, so he
was a little worried about sticking his penis in here.
But when he took a closer look, he saw an
engorged redness within the loosened crevice that spread open slightly. It was
a very soft-looking color.
That made the boy think it might work, but
he was still worried it would hurt her.
And all the while, he was staring intently
at that embarrassing part of her body.
“…”
But Ange did not complain.
She was peeking out from behind the pillow
to look at Mutsuki’s penis. It raised its head almost all the way up to his
navel and that head was spread wide like a mushroom.
Her eyes grew damp and she occasionally let
out damp sighs with her face buried in the stuffed animal pillow.
For this girl, that shape was linked to
several obscene memories
She had first seen it when it had taken
Ibekusa Machina’s virginity. As she had watched on, she had grown horny and
gladly run her tongue along that mushroom shape.
She had next seen it when Schwarze had
attacked. She had been taught its exact hardness, heat, and shape when it
passed through her sphincter and into her anus. Even now, her anus throbbed as
it vividly recalled that experience.
And over the past few days, she had thought
about its oral and anal flavor again and again. In this very bed, she had toyed
with her own embarrassing places.
“…Ahh.”
Today, that shape would finally be planted
in her most precious place. What would happen to her then? A sweet fear shook
her chest.
“Here I go.”
Mutsuki felt it was his duty to take the
lead, so he approached the girl while propping himself up with his arms.
Facing each other would have been too
embarrassing, but she was afraid to have him do it from behind. Having the girl
lie on her side was unusual, but in a way, it was a very Ange-like way of forming
their union.
She held her knees while lying on her side
and he lifted up the leg on top.
“Uuh…”
Her forcibly revealed crotch felt both the
chill of the air and the heat from the boy.
Mutsuki took a deep breath as he leaned
over her. He was trying to make this easier for her, but his exposed erection
had swollen threateningly large. Once he searched out her hidden opening, she
wrinkled her brow from the instant of unease that finally reached her.
“I’m going to put it in.”
“Okay… Ahhhh.”
The boy breathed heavily from the blissful
arousal he felt when invading the female body with his penis. On the other
hand, the girl cried out weakly.
The well-massaged flesh opening had
loosened up, but the flesh inside was still innocently tight. Even with all the
lubricant stickily covering the red and heated flesh, the spear of flesh still
had trouble entering.
“Ahhhhh.”
“Damn, you’re tight… Are you okay, Ange?
Does it hurt?”
The boy stopped his hips when he found her
so tight it hurt the head of his penis.
Not only was her vagina young, but even the
entrance was closed up enough to tell she was a virgin. He was worried he would
damage her sensitive flesh if he kept going.
But the girl answered while digging her
fingernails into the body pillow almost hard enough to break it.
“I-I’m fine. Just…keep going.”
The side of her face rubbing against the
sheets was red.
“Ibekusa had no trouble doing it, so I can
too.”
“Eh? Oh…sure.”
Mutsuki tilted his head as he tried to
figure out why she would bring up Machina here.
But mentioning that name ended up helping.
Just a few hours before, he had taken Machina and Lucia’s anal virginities.
Even if those had been the rear holes and
this was the front hole, he had still conquered those tight holes.
He recalled how he had done that.
“Ah, hh, hh, hhhhh…”
Without rushing or pulling out, he rubbed
their sensitive flesh together to let the entrance of her tightly-closed path
familiarize itself with the heat of his penis.
There was still a lot of pain in Ange’s
voice, but the amount of moisture in her secret garden gradually grew.
Mutsuki was not used to loosening up a
vagina this tight, but with how extremely sensitive hers was, it did not take
much effort.
The folds of flesh had been hesitant at
first, but they soon learned the sensation of a hot male and relaxed. As the
tension weakened and the amount of lubricant grew, their union deepened on its
own.
Their lower bodies very, very slowly
approached each other.
“Ahh…ahhh. Your insides…are sticking to me,
Ange.”
The one problem was how his erection grew
even larger from the pleasant feeling crawling around the head.
Ange’s vagina was a new type of carnal
garden different from Micha’s, Machina’s, and Schwarze’s.
Micha’s and Machina’s had been like a
series of flesh rings that rolled his penis around with the layers of folds.
Schwarze’s had gone on the attack by clawing at his penis with the thick flesh
and small bumps. Ange’s was the midpoint between them.
The flesh had irregular uneven patches and
they licked at his penis from the front. It felt like having his penis tickled
by the tiny tongues of several little girls at once.
(Every girl is different.)
Just as there were individual differences
between penises, every girl was unique. Oddly impressed by that, Mutsuki placed
her leg on his shoulder and deepened his penetration.
“Hh…khhhh, hhhhh.”
The skillful movements of his hips allowed
him to penetrate her even as the head rubbed against every nook and cranny of
her vaginal flesh, but the girl clenched her teeth and endured the unfamiliar
sensation of having someone else inside her body.
“Kh…hh…”
The boy was too lost in the perfection of
her vagina to notice, but the thick head tore through the thin membrane
protecting her unexplored holy ground.
The girl sighed at the slight pain and the
sensation of becoming an adult.
Sweat covered her slender naked body and
her scattered red hair clung to her.
The boy stuck his fingers in that
disheveled hair and enjoyed its honey-like smoothness while peering into her
beautiful face.
“Ange, does it still hurt?”
He had not noticed when he broke through
her hymen, but he had noticed the pained look on her face.
He looked down to the base of her spread
thighs and saw his manly cannon halfway buried at the base of her swollen
clitoris.
Ange responded to his concern.
“…Mutsuki.”
For the first time, she looked up at the
boy who had become her partner in this unforgettable experience.
Various emotions appeared and disappeared
in her deep blue eyes.
Mutsuki did know what she was thinking. No
man could know what filled a woman’s heart in this moment.
But he did know one thing.
“Uuh~~”
When you got down to it, Ange was Ange.
“Yes, it hurts.”
She gave another upset groan and arched her
eyebrows in anger just like always.
“Uuh… Wh-why did Ibekusa look like she felt
so good her first time? Ahh, I can feel it just by talking.”
As usual, she complained like a puppy.
That meant she had at least calmed down
enough to be herself. The pain was not unbearably bad and she did not feel like
her body was going to split in two.
And…
“But you’re starting to relax down here.”
“What…? D-don’t be ridicu-…”
He began to move back and forth to loosen
up the hole.
“Ah, ahn, ahnn…ah.”
As he moved further and further, he started
stimulating her entire vagina.
Before long, a sticky extract started
clinging to his thick rod.
Her lubricant was proof her body had grown
accustomed to the penis.
It was proof that their sex organs had
grown accustomed to each other.
“It should start feeling good soon.”
He continued rubbing their lower bodies together
and bent his body to bring their faces in close.
The girl was holding the body pillow in a
gentler fashion now and she pressed her face against it.
“A-all it does is hurt,” she said in
embarrassment.
Mutsuki smiled because his experience
living with her for the past two months told him something here.
“Here goes.”
“Ahn, h-hey. Not so sudd-…ahhhahn.”
He started thrusting a little roughly like
he did with Micha.
Ange’s voice released the same sort of
nasal voice that she had blown into his mouth while they were kissing earlier.
After living with her for two months, he
knew the look on her face when she was lying.
“Is it already starting to feel good,
Ange?”
“Wha-…? O-of course not. It just hurts.”
She had trouble speaking and her eyebrows
arched upwards.
But as the swollen head of his penis moved
through her vagina, her eyes could not hide the same hint of sweetness they had
shown during the foreplay.
She had no pubic hair to hide her clitoris
as it stood erect and throbbing. It seemed unable to endure the surging heat
filling it from within.
(Does she like it when it hurts?)
She was definitely in pain. Her insides had
yet to grow fully accustomed to his penis and they only hesitantly tightened
and relaxed around him.
But as he gently stroked that undeveloped
flesh…
“Ah, ah, ahhhn. Hey, I told you…not so
sudd-…ahhhhhhhhn!”
Even after that intense shock, the voice
escaping her mouth was not pained.
Confident that she was feeling pleasure,
Mutsuki felt a throbbing in his chest.
(Is Ange actually an extremely dirty girl?)
Machina, Schwarze, and even Micha had not
reacted like this.
The range of sensations people thought of
as pleasure seemed to vary a lot from person to person. He recalled that she
had also gone entirely limp from the weak stimulus of a kiss earlier.
That dignified angel had been so intent on
rejecting any contact with others, but once someone did contact her, she proved
incredibly weak to it.
“♪”
Enjoying himself even more, Mutsuki put his
body weight into his hips.
Ange’s small body had the internal
structure of a child, so the head of his penis felt rough resistance when he
was still not fully buried inside her.
“Huh? I’m at the end already? How are you
feeling, Ange?”
He rubbed the tip against the cervix he had
unexpectedly reached.
“Ahh, fwahh… I-I feel so full.”
As he repeatedly pounded his penis against
her tight vaginal flesh, her usually harsh features melted seductively.
Having her womb shaken brought ecstasy.
“Heh heh. Ange, you hate it when people say
dirty things, but you love having those dirty things done to you.”
He could feel her hot juices coating his
tightly-wrapped penis, so he could not help but laugh.
This girl had unconditionally hated the
indecent power of the Serpent’s Eye and she had been angry about Mutsuki and
Micha’s physical relationship. She hated all dirty jokes, so it was amusing to
find she was even more lustful than the average person.
“Wh-what are you talking about!? I do not
like-…!”
Prideful Ange of course grew angry, but
Mutsuki stuck his hand in between the pillow and her skin.
“Hh, hhhn♡ Wait, ahhhn, wait!”
He dug his fingers into her breasts and
pushed the protruding nipples back inside the areolae. Ange’s entire body
seemed to convulse.
Her usually dignified voice melted to a
hopelessly seductive tone which made the boy’s penis even harder.
“Then I’ll just have to teach you to love
it. Turn this way.”
She had looked away to preserve her pride,
but he had had enough of that. He grabbed her sideways-facing body and turned
her toward him.
They were now in the missionary position.
His curving erection rotated ninety degrees inside her and roughly tore at the
vaginal layers within, so Ange could not resist.
Before she could hide behind the pillow
again, he leaned forward and pressed their chests together.
His chest was far from manly, but it could
at least squish her soft bust.
“A-ahn. Stop. Don’t look at my face…”
“Why not?”
“It’s embarrassing. Uuh… I can’t stop the
tears.”
“It isn’t embarrassing. You look really
cute.”
Ange wanted to turn to the side again, but
with his face so close, she could not hide her expression.
He parted the red hair scattered across her
face.
Either due to the pleasure or her mood, a
wavering film of tears had formed on her angled eyes. He found it cute how the
red lips that usually closed in a lopsided frown hung open to allow out her
moans.
He wanted to stick out his tongue, so he
did so.
“Ah, wait…no…mhh.”
She had already gained a habit of
reflexively returning the kiss as soon as she felt his tongue. She shook her
head yet still opened her lips.
He stuck his tongue into that garden of
sweet saliva and scooped up the soft and sticky sensation.
“No, don’t kiss me. I feel funny when you
kiss me.”
With her double eyelids wet with tears,
Ange released breaths that inspired masculine lust.
With their entire bodies pressed together,
the union of their hips deepened.
His tip had already reached the deepest
part, so it lifted up her cervix.
“Kwaaaah. Nooo. My stomach. My stomach is
so tight. It’s so tight.”
Surprisingly, Ange’s skinny body conformed
to the shock. She arched her spine as if performing a bridge and raised her
hips while they writhed seductively in the air.
(Ange… Ange looks like she’s about to cum.)
As the girl lifted her cute pubis a little
below her navel, Mutsuki felt his arousal rise to its peak.
That domineering girl was drowning in the
ecstasy of their union. He thought that fact alone would make his balls burst.
As he pushed her womb up to further deepen
that union, he felt amazing accomplishment when the base of his penis reached
her entrance. The sense of unity was far greater with a passageway so narrow.
He began moving his hips more roughly. His
erection slid forcefully in and out.
“Ahn. Wait, wait, wait.”
He had finally reached her inborn sexuality
which was even greater than the average person’s, so the girl’s entire body
writhed about with her hair scattering everywhere around her.
“Does it still hurt?”
Mutsuki brushed her hair aside and brought
his mouth to her earlobe.
“O-of course…it hurts…ah.”
“Really? Are you sure it doesn’t actually
feel good?”
“Don’t be…ridiculous. This could never…feel
good…ah♡ Ah, ah, yes, there♡”
Her modest breasts shook and she seemed to
be accepting the penis with her entire body, but Ange still looked frustrated.
That stubborn angel never changed, so the
boy smiled bitterly.
“I love that part of you, Ange,” he
whispered in her ear.
Even though they were rubbing their hips
together, the girl’s face twisted tearfully as if those words had had the
greatest impact.
“Don’t…say things like that…right now…”
“But it’s the truth. I love you, Ange.”
“…Stupid Mutsuki.”
With her body pillow gone, she naturally
wrapped her arms around his neck.
Despite everything she said, the
domineering angel’s body was obedient. Her vaginal flesh tightened around his
penis as if to match the embrace of her lithe arms.
The sense of unity between them was
approaching its peak. Sweat dripped from Mutsuki and he embraced her slender
body.
“Ahhn. There, ahh, yes, there!”
The girl’s voice grew even higher pitched
from the perfect unity she felt through her vaginal flesh.
“Does it feel good?”
“~~… Ah, ah.”
Mutsuki entered the last spurt by grabbing
her slender waist and adding a rotating motion with his own hips as he pressed
his hard gun barrel against her cervix.
Ange’s womb had fully become an erogenous
zone at this point, so nodding her head was the best response she could muster.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore?”
“It hurts a little. But…I like how it
hurts.”
“Ha ha. That’s good.”
“D-don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not a
dirty girl. This is…this is your fault for touching me where it feels so good.”
Even now, she refused to back down, but
that was just who she was.
“It feels good for me too,” he said. “I’m
about to cum. I’m going to cum now, Ange. Ange…”
His love for her amplified the pleasure he
felt from the continuous wave-like motions of her vaginal flesh.
The urge to ejaculate was several times
greater than normal and it felt like pleasurable fingernails were scratching at
his urethra.
“Ahhhhhhn. Ah, nn, nn. You’re rubbing…everywhere
inside me♡”
As his flesh cannon shifted to an even
higher angle, her young flesh helped increase the pleasure by sucking at him so
softly he never would have expected it from a girl’s first time.
She felt pleasure easily, she enjoyed pain,
and her entire vagina tried to milk the penis when she sensed it was about to
cum.
With the sole exception of her personality,
Ange’s body was perfectly made for sex.
“Ah, ah, ah~~ Ahhhh~~”
Her pink lips hung open, her adorable
tongue dangled out, and moans of ecstasy flowed out.
They were dull moans as if a kitten not yet
ready to go into heat had been forcibly brought to arousal. The boy found it
adorable, so he used his full body weight to push his penis inside.
“Ahhn, hyahhn. Stupid, stupid, stupid. If
you…if you go that deep, my womb will open up. My womb’s entrance…will be forced
into your shape.”
“But I’m about to cum. I want to make sure
my sperm gets as deep inside you as possible.”
“Stu…pid. You’re still going too far.
You’re turning me into too dirty a girl.”
She had trouble speaking as she berated
him, but she still lifted her hips to accept his thick penis inside.
He pressed the head of his penis against
her somewhat curved cervix to push through to the other side.
Every part of a girl’s body was made to be
soft, so even that somewhat hard cartilage-like spot was no match for his
forceful masculine hardness.
The lid meant to protect her baby garden
opened inwards.
“Nfwaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh…”
The prideful girl had been restraining her
voice so far, but now she released a truly sweet cry as her entire body
convulsed.
“Huh? Are you cumming, Ange?”
“Shut…shuh uh…ah…♡ Ahh~♡ Ah~♡”
She remained prideful even now, but not
even she could keep up the act.
Her face grew even more indecently slack
than anyone Mutsuki had slept with and she sobbed as she drowned in sexual
pleasure.
Her small toes curled up on her feet as she
locked her leg around his waist. She also gathered strength in the arms around
his neck to embrace him with her entire body.
She may have wanted to press her vagina
against his penis as hard as she could, but she also may have just wanted to
embrace him on an instinctual level.
“Eh…?”
Ange showed another sign she was sinking
into deep pleasure.
“Ah, wah…”
Something warm reached his lower stomach.
He looked down and saw a warm golden liquid forming a pool on the sheets.
“Ahh…♡ Ah, ahh♡ I did it again. Mutsuki made me cum…and I peed again…♡”
She spoke in a slurred voice and had shamed
herself, yet Ange’s beautiful face relaxed as if satisfied.
“Kh…”
Mutsuki had never expected to see that look
on such a prideful angel’s face. As she wet herself and clung to him, he
tightly embraced her below him.
The trembling pulsation of her vagina
reached his penis and he could feel her neighboring urethra swelling as it
expelled the urine.
They breathed in unison and the head of his
penis pressed against the opened entrance to her womb.
That head spewed a great quantity of its
extract into her young womb.
“Kwah…ah, hh, ahhhhh…♡”
The lid to her most precious place had been
pried open and a sticky dampness had been pumped inside the narrow pathway.
Ange could not speak properly as he
ejaculated so forcefully it could be heard inside her lower stomach.
“Hkh, hhh…”
Meanwhile, Mutsuki was confused by the fact
that he was ejaculating longer than he ever had before.
The selfishness inside him had wanted to
use this opportunity to make Ange his. He wanted to fill up her womb and bind
her with more pleasure than anyone else could give her.
His pump worked overtime as it filled up
her baby room with a milky liquid.
“Hyah…I-I can’t take anymore. My
stomach’s…already full♡”
Ange’s face was still fully melted as she sobbed.
The pleasure of sex existed to ensure a man
passed on his seed, so the pleasure of having her womb filled was too much for
her pride to fight.
“…♡ …♡”
By the time his semen ran out, she had
passed out.
“I’m…so full…♡”
She had the satisfied expression of a
little girl who had fallen asleep after eating her fill of a sweet cake.
Mutsuki had known her for over two months,
but he realized this was his first time seeing a look of satisfaction on her
face.
He pulled back his hips.
When he pulled his half-flaccid penis from
her garden, the hole shrank down again almost immediately. The milky liquid it
forced out reached his penis.
The girl lay on her back with her limbs
lying limply next to her and all of her muscles twitching, especially in her
lower body. A white liquid dripped from the one hole and a clear golden liquid
dropped from the one above it. The sight nearly got Mutsuki hard again.
“…”
At the same time, he felt a fierce sense of
accomplishment.
(With this…)
He almost felt more satisfied about
conquering her than sealing Metatron.
(Ange is mine.)
“Stop that.”
“Ow.”
Mutsuki felt a kick.
Ange had apparently woken up and she was
looking up at him with her eyebrows arched upwards. Her thighs were still trembling,
but she did not hesitate to kick him.
“That hurt, Ange,” he said while scratching
where she had hit him.
“I sensed something wicked inside you. And
if I was wrong, then that was for getting carried away.”
She puffed out her cheeks and got up.
She then noticed their sweat and the yellow
stain on the wrinkled bed sheets.
“~~”
The sheets were already stained and
aromatically damp and the girl looked about to cry at what she had done.
“Oh, you don’t need to worry about the pee.
Girls do that sometimes.”
She kicked him again.
“Sorry,” he apologized.
“I-I’m going to go take a shower. I’ll take
care of the sheets later.”
“Okay. Oh, but what about the seal?”
“It’s already done.”
She left the room, leaving Mutsuki all
alone.
As a testament to angelic leg strength, it
still hurt where she had kicked him.
However, that pain had gotten rid of
something that had started to grow inside him.
It had gotten rid of that horribly dark
feeling that he always felt when having sex.
“…”
He was kind of glad for that, so his cheeks
relaxed at the pain in his head.
Ange had already removed her clothing, but
before entering the shower, she sighed deeply in front of the sink mirror.
(Stupid Mutsuki.)
She reached toward her lower stomach that
was still throbbing like there was a beating heart there.
She focused on the warmth of another that
had settled in there.
(Stupid me.)
She sighed again.
She was certain this had sealed Metatron.
Mutsuki possessed Adam’s cells, so when he
slept with a woman who he had chosen as a “mate”, her libido would grow
dramatically. That was what had powered up Ange and Machina a few times. At the
same time, it left her unable to use Metatron as it was based in her destrudo. That
meant Metatron had been sealed.
But…
“You didn’t have to go that far. Stupid,
stupid, stupid, stupid.”
She pulled wildly at her red hair.
There had been no reason to lose herself in
lust like that. It was possible nothing more than petting would have had the
desired effect. She could not forgive herself for getting carried away and
indulging herself.
(It’s all Mutsuki’s fault! He’s the one
that touched me, and licked me, and kissed me…)
She shoved all the responsibility onto him.
(He kissed me…)
She remembered something she had not wanted
to remember. She wrinkled her brow over the complex feeling inside her and she
touched her lips which still seemed to taste like him.
(He said he loves me.)
She formed a lopsided frown.
She was afraid of what look she would see
in the mirror if she had not forced that harsh expression.
“B-but I definitely don’t love him. In
fact, I hate him.”
She tried her best to keep her voice calm.
(That’s right. I hate stupid Mutsuki. He’s
just pathetic.)
She recalled when they had first met. She
had saved him from the demons, but he had mistaken her angel’s fire for a real
fire and panicked.
He was so pathetic she wanted to laugh
scornfully just remembering it.
(Although it is true he saved me a few
times…)
But that view of him had been overturned
quite a while ago.
She thought back to when he had worked so
hard save her during that life-or-death motorcycle chase.
And today, he had approached despite the
horrible burns to his body just because he had not wanted her to die.
(Um…oh, right. I hate that he’s such a
pervert. There’s no overturning that one.)
She remembered another negative side of
him. She desperately focused on that to drive out the memories where he seemed
so cool.
That pure girl had looked down on him for
unchastely sleeping with Micha and Machina. She hated perverted guys.
And on the very day they had met, he had
seen her bare skin in this very changing room.
“Ange.”
“Eh? …Waaaahh!”
The door opened suddenly, just like that
day, and Mutsuki stepped in like it was normal.
He was not wearing any clothes, but he held
the sheets which just barely hid his nudity.
“I decided to bring these in. I’ll be using
the washing machine.”
He used his housework skills to begin
washing the yellow-stained sheets.
“Wait, you idiot! At least put some clothes
on first!”
“Hm? …Oh, sorry. But…”
He grinned as if to say he had nothing to
be embarrassed about despite having nothing more with which to hide his nudity.
“I figured I could take a bath with you
while I was at it.”
“Wha-…?”
The girl hated perverted things, yet his
perverted body part grew erect as he gave her a perverted smile.
“D-don’t be ridiculous!”
Her cheeks grew bright red and she shouted
angrily at him.
“Why would I take a bath with you!? We
already sealed Metatron, so we don’t need to do any of that d-dirty stuff. And
put that away! Stop making me look at it and stop making it so big. Take that
thing and…and…”
“…Give it to me. Hurry.”
“Give you what, Ange?”
An obscenely wet sound reverberated around
them in the bath.
The boy sat cross-legged on the bath mat
and Ange was curled up on his lap almost like a pet cat.
Her red hair was nice and shiny after a
shampooing and it waved behind her a bit like a wagging tail.
That was hardly surprising since Mutsuki
had been indecently rubbing all over her raised butt for a while now. The
somewhat thin yet tasty-looking flesh had been conquered by his fingers down to
the bottom of the valley and the engorged crevice produced nothing but the
aforementioned indecently wet sound.
“Ahn, come…on. Come on already.”
She was too embarrassed to say what it was
she wanted, but the throbbing of her vagina had grown unbearable as he toyed
with it.
And the object she wanted was pressing
against her curled-up waist near the navel.
Tears of longing formed her eyes and her
well-formed butt wiggled back and forth as she straddled his thigh.
“Heh heh. I know, I know. Sorry for teasing
you.”
“Ahh.”
He continued skillfully fingering her young
pink flesh as he spoke in an oddly kind tone and brought his other hand to her
chin.
She realized what he was asking for, so she
straightened her bent back, which naturally brought their faces together.
“~♪ You’re just like a
puppy, Ange. You’re cautious at first, but once I start petting you, you relax.”
“What are you talking about? You’re so
stu-…ahn.”
He no longer hesitated to suck at her lips.
They pressed their lips together as if to
see how soft they were, moved briefly apart, and this time added their tongues.
Their breathing was perfectly synchronized, as if they had been married for
years.
(If either of us is like a dog…it’s you.)
Ange’s mind grew blank as he licked all
through her mouth with the enthusiasm of a puppy but never so much that she had
trouble breathing.
The boy had been oddly energetic since they
had finished their first time. It may have started when she had kicked him. He
had barged into the bath with her and he had attacked her.
“W-waih. Fhat’s too huch hongue.”
“You don’t like it?”
“Ahn, ahh…nn, hh.”
As they exchanged saliva, he continued
tugging at her small breasts and kneading her butt while toying with the
central valley.
The kissing increased her sensitivity, so
even more heat filled her fingered crevice.
He had pumped her full of two more loads
since they had entered the bathroom, so her vagina was filled with the milky
liquid. He rubbed at the new sticky nectar she produced and each movement of
his fingers brought embarrassingly and seductively sticky noises.
“Can you not stand it anymore?”
He knew the answer, yet asked anyway.
Her mental guard had lowered after he
violated her oral erogenous zone, so she nodded.
“Then let’s get started.”
The boy embraced her slender body while
smiling as if to say he loved how they were playing with each other’s bared
skin.
Ange was at his mercy. She placed her hands
on the mat and she only realized what this pose meant when he circled behind
her.
“Eh? From behind?”
“Yeah. You don’t want it?”
“I didn’t say that…”
She was anxious because it was her first
time in this position, but still supported her body with her arms and legs for
a crawling pose.
The boy grabbed her adorable butt as he
stared at her back that glistened brightly like it had pure white wings
dissolved inside.
He buried the head of his penis inside the
layers of salmon pink flesh.
“Nn, nn, nhhhhhhh…”
“It’s going in a lot easier now.”
The many layers of sensitive flesh had
learned how to widen to exactly his caliber and they wrapped around his penis
perfectly. Her vagina had seemed made for pleasing a man in the first place, so
Mutsuki sighed deeply at this additional sweetness.
But while he looked satisfied…
“Ah, ahhh. …No, not this pose… Ahhh, no.”
Ange’s young face burned red, she dug her
nails into the edge of the mat, and she cried out even louder than before.
He had only stuck the tip inside, but the
throbbing in her sweet flesh had already spread to her womb.
She could not hold her small butt still.
She nearly undid their union, so Mutsuki quickly grabbed at her hips.
“Wh-what is it, Ange?”
“Ahh, ahhh. This pose…not this pose. It’s
going to drive me crazy.”
Her breasts jiggled as they hung down from
her chest. Her entire body was twitching in response to his raging erection. Her
shoulder blades were visible in her back as she arched it.
Mutsuki was a little confused, but he
concluded she really liked doing it from behind and sent his erection deeper
into the bottom of her trembling butt’s valley.
(Ahhn, ahn, ahhhhn. Mutsuki’s…Mutsuki’s
really is amazing.)
The curved blade thrust inside her
sensitive flesh while turned 180 degrees from before. The fresh sensation of
their union filled Ange with a tingling feeling.
But more than that, this pose revealed the
hidden side of her sexuality. As the flesh rod slid inside and rubbed roughly
against her vaginal flesh, her pleasure was already reaching its peak.
(It’s just like before… It’s just like when
he…did me in the butt…♡)
Getting down on all fours brought back an
obscene and somewhat traumatic memory.
Mutsuki did not remember it, but he had
once violated her in this pose before. The Serpent’s Eye had made her horny and
he had penetrated her ass.
She had been conquered by his impressive
manhood and she had wandered through a sea of blinding pleasure.
That sweet memory had been burned into
every pore of her skin and every cell in her body and it all came rushing back
when she took this bestial pose.
(No, no, no. It feels even better than back
then. I’m even more sensitive now.)
Ange herself had given that embarrassing
memory even more power over her.
Mutsuki groping her entire body when
applying the oil and him penetrating her ass were two separate sexual events,
but she had thought about them both every night while rubbing the most indecent
parts of her body.
“Ange,
you hate it when people say dirty things, but you love having those dirty
things done to you.”
Frustratingly, what he had said earlier was
even truer than he knew.
“Ahh… Ahh, no. That’s too good. That’s
amazing.”
When she got down on all fours and offered
her butt up to Mutsuki, her body seemed to awaken to all that masturbatory
pleasure.
All shame vanished from her mind and she
cried out sweetly.
“You’re horny, aren’t you? Don’t worry.
I’ll make sure you feel even better.”
Even if he did not know the details of the
situation, he noticed her intense perversion and intensified the movements of
his hips by a few levels.
He thrust his hips like a rapid-fire gun
and tore at a vagina that had only recently lost its virginity. As he rubbed at
the shallow area like that, he sent his erection deep inside her without
warning.
“Ahhhhhhhh~~♡ Y-yes. Yessss.”
“It feels good, doesn’t it?”
The girl closed her tearful eyes and
vigorously nodded her head.
Micha, Machina, Schwarze, and even Lucia
earlier that day had rejoiced at this technique. Three shallow, one deep. The
technique could make any hole a slave to the cock. He had avoided it earlier
because he had not wanted to hurt a virgin like Ange, but now…
“Ahn. So deep. The pleasure is coming so
deep inside.”
He had built up this sex technique to
pleasure an adult woman like Micha, so a girl as young as Ange could barely
support herself on all fours.
(How? Ah, ah, what is this? It feels
amazing.)
She had not noticed quite as much with the
smaller movements he had used earlier, but Mutsuki’s penis had a thick head. It
stuck out about a centimeter beyond the shaft, so when he pulled it back, it
scraped at the vagina in a way that had easily won over an adult like Micha and
an enemy like Schwarze.
The carnality that had brought her to
climax as a virgin was raised another notch. Each time he pulled back, white
sparks burst in the back of her mind.
“You’re loving this, aren’t you? I can feel
your pussy squeezing down on me in pleasure.”
“Ahhhn. Shut up, shut up. Stupid.”
Her hips swayed back and forth in
embarrassment.
Seeing the line of her slender back bending
left and right gave his male flesh further energy. He rubbed against her lower
body at an even greater pace.
(I can’t help it… Not when I have such a
hard penis rubbing against my insides so much… Ah.)
An avalanche of pleasure hit her and she could
no longer support her upper body, so she started rubbing her face against the
mat.
However, she kept her thighs straight and
indecently spread to allow the thick rod to enter even deeper. And…
“Ah…n.”
She started moving her butt in a circular
motion to rub up against the manhood as it stickily reached her womb.
(No, no. If he keeps doing it with this
pose…I’ll…I’ll…)
Having her vaginal cave polished while
taking the pose linked to such obscene trauma only worsened the flashing in the
back of her mind.
The rational part of her mind was supposed
to restrain the pleasure, but it was no longer functioning.
Deep in her heart, even her rational mind
was swearing loyalty to Mutsuki’s cock.
“Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaah♡”
A squeezing and sharp surge of electricity
that bordered on pain ran through her vagina and the other hole just a bit in
front of it.
Just as she felt something warm pass
through her urethra, a thick and bubbly extract sprayed onto the mat.
A ticklish tingling remained after the
electricity and her body twitched.
“Huh? You already came, Ange?”
“Uuh… That’s because you…you…”
“Ha ha. If you cum that fast, you might
have trouble later on. I bet you’ll cum five or six more times at this rate.”
“I-it’s your fault for making me so lewd.”
The girl wrinkled her brow when he readily
stated his obscene plans.
(He’s going to show me his love…five or six
more times?)
Her womb felt like it was going to cum just
thinking about it and waves of arousal began to run through it.
(I…I’m done for. After this, I won’t be
able to live without Mutsuki…♡)
Her hazy mind could not tell whether that
thought scared her or delighted her.
And he continued to make her his with each
movement of his penis.
“Ange, you have a habit of reacting here when
you cum, don’t you?”
He rubbed his hand up her thigh and reached
to her flower petals.
Everything near her womb was writhing from
the waves of orgasm, so moving too much would only make her suffer. He only
attacked her vagina’s shallow area and entrance.
“Ahn…♡”
Her obscene lips were parted in a diamond
shape and her fully erect clitoris stuck out from there. He gently wrapped his
hand around it and poked at her urethra with his middle finger.
She would pee when she climaxed. If her
bladder was empty, she would squirt vaginal fluids instead. He had noticed that
inborn obscene habit that she could not change, so she shook her head in
protest.
But he had noticed an even greater
weakness.
“And here too.”
“Eh…? Ah, not there…”
He spread her plumply presented butt and
placed a finger on the chrysanthemum flesh.
That was enough for the pure angel to tense
her spine. She jerked hard enough for her wet and thus heavy hair to fly up.
“It was twitching when you came. …Huh? Wow.
Your ass is soaked, Ange.”
That flesh had been developed by him and
loosened through masturbation, so it had become a secondary fuck-hole and it
had grown quite hot after the repeated climaxes.
It had yet to be touched today, but it was
already soaked with intestinal fluids.
(No, no. It’s throbbing because Mutsuki
made me cum so much.)
Even the indirect crawling pose had been
enough for her rational mind to crumble away, so her consciousness started to
fade as he stickily rubbed against the source of the trauma.
“Oh? This hole is really sensitive. Ah ha
ha. Maybe even more so than Lucia-kun’s.”
“S-stupid Mutsuki. Don’t compare me
to-…ahahhhn♡”
He did not remember being the one to make
her this way, but he quickly noticed how developed that anal zone was and
started rubbing at the sphincter.
“Ah, ahn. Wait, Mutsuki. That’s, that’s,
ahhhh♡ I’m going to go crazy.”
He was only rubbing at the entrance, but
the memory of being made into an anal slave came rushing back to the angel’s
body.
“Don’t look. Don’t watch me while my butt
feels so good.”
A sweet tingling filled her limbs and she
could only hint at her last bit of embarrassment in a seductively nasal voice.
Mutsuki naturally did not hold back. In
fact, when he saw her melting like that, he happily pushed his erection
forward.
“It’s fine, Ange. I’ll make sure you feel
even better. I’ll fill your entire body with pleasure♪”
He skillfully used his scorching manhood to
rub at the womb which was confused by the new zone of pleasure.
“Nn, ahhhh♡”
Not only did the long shaft fill her nectar
garden with its mass, but the thick head searched out the most sensitive areas.
When pulling out, it shook up her G-spot
and Ange’s mouth flapped wordlessly.
(How? How? How does his penis know just
where to hit me?)
She could not speak. She had never felt
anything like this in her previous sexual experiences and the masturbation
while recalling those experiences.
Those obscene memories had been bad enough,
but now he was digging up brand new forms of pleasure.
As her soft and girly butt danced in time
with the hidden pleasure, her anus loosened at the touch of his middle finger
and the digit sank in to the second joint.
“What a lewd ass. It’s all wet and sticky
from the entrance on in.”
Mutsuki’s cheeks relaxed in a smile as her
anal flesh opened and closed like a fish asking for food.
He had guessed at the angel’s hidden sexual
talent already, but it was another thing entirely to see it for himself.
“No. You can’t. It feels…it feels too
good.”
Ange sobbed quietly as if she had reverted
to being a little girl.
She could not have been more embarrassed,
but her brain was pierced by even greater pleasure.
(Ahah♡ Nhah. M-my womb is
moving. What do I do? When he fingers my butt, it just turns my womb on more
and more♡ It wants Mutsuki’s cum.)
She felt an intense throbbing deep in her
gut just below her navel.
Her heated womb was moving down. It was
bumping against the head of the penis to beg for its seed.
“Your womb just lowered. I’m about to cum,
so I’ll pump it full, Ange.”
“Ah…hh.”
She felt his erection grow even more in
response to her womb’s begging, so she shook her head.
Mutsuki excelled at thorough foreplay and
he had turned her bones to putty back on the bad. He was doing the same as he
fingered her anus, so her internal flesh was being very thoroughly polished and
obediently producing a seemingly endless supply of intestinal fluids.
What would happen to her if he came now and
made her womb his? She could instinctively tell.
(I-I won’t be able to protect myself. I
won’t be able to maintain myself.)
She felt like whatever had supported her
existence as “Ange” ever since she was born (or even before she was reborn as
an angel?) would be destroyed.
She could not rely on anyone.
She could not open her heart to anyone.
That was the sanctuary of her heart which
supported her as an isolated angel, but this would smash that to pieces.
“Okay, I’m gonna cum again, Ange.”
Nevertheless, Mutsuki pushed his hips
forward.
The lid of her womb bent inwards again and
he took aim inside her baby garden.
He had already won over her womb, so every
last one of her vagina’s layers moved around in delight. Her body betrayed its
owner’s will and focused on pleasing Mutsuki.
(Noo. Why does it have to be Mutsuki? Why
Mutsuki…♡)
“Kh…!”
It did not have the force of the first
time, but plenty of his male extract was fired at close range.
“There…it is…ha ha♡”
Ange’s body had already been trained to
climax when that magma filled her belly, so her face melted in ecstasy.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh♡ I-it’s happening again. I’m peeing again. I’m peeing and
cumming…ah…ahh, I’m doing both.”
A warm pulse ran down her urethra and a
thick extract of her own splattered onto the mat over a wider range than
before.
But that was not all this time.
“Wah…Ange?”
Her anus had grown quite moist from his
fingering and it tightened down all at once when she came.
The intestinal fluids coming from deep
inside followed his finger toward the exit. Her tightened sphincter bulged out
a little and some of the hot fluids leaked out from the gap.
Mutsuki’s eyes widened at the sweet smell
of a maiden’s butt.
“…♡ …♡”
No girl could maintain their pride after
something like that and Ange’s shame had reached the bursting point, so she
wordlessly lay down on the mat. The finger and penis left her at the same
moment.
Her vaginal muscles had gone limp and did
not regain their normal shape for a bit after the foreign object left. It
remained wide open as it to show off the nectary layers inside.
Meanwhile, her anus was squeezed too
tightly shut and a bit of internal flesh poking out from the sphincter like a
nipple. Intestinal fluids continued dripping out.
(H-he saw me. He saw how dirty a girl I
am.)
Her rational mind was still numbed, but she
still blankly grasped the situation.
(Mutsuki…saw me♡)
Oddly, her heart was filled with
satisfaction.
“Are you okay, Ange? Are you tired?”
“Nn…I’m fine.”
Mutsuki spoke up after they took a shower
and soaked in the tub.
He had not asked her to, but she sat on his
lap as if it was expected of her. She leaned back on him as he relaxed.
He seemed worried about her dazed behavior,
but…
(Mutsuki…is so warm. I never knew someone
else’s skin could feel so nice.)
For the very first time, she experienced
the fulfillment someone else could bring her, so she sighed in ecstasy just by
pressing against his bare skin.
(This is nice. I can see why Micha got
hooked on it.)
She was acting like someone who had eaten too many sweets and had high blood
sugar.
In the back of her blank mind, she could
see an image of someone from behind. It was a woman who had often faced the
mirror and put on heavy lipstick. The woman had always seemed annoyed when she
looked Ange’s way.
Ange had no idea who that woman was, but
thinking about her made her heart hurt. Why was that?
“…Mutsuki.”
“What is it?”
“~♡ Nothing.”
When she called his name, he would answer
with a smile and rub her head.
When he was around, her heart no longer
hurt. It no longer mattered to her who that woman was.
She rubbed her cheek against his chest
which was not very muscular, but had a nice, comforting scent.
Something raised its head once more in
response to her unrestrained indulgence in his presence and it poked against
her floating breasts.
“Want to do it again?”
Ange asked that while grinning like a girl
of four who had been invited to eat some snacks.
“I do, but isn’t it hard on you to do it so
many times in a row, Ange?”
He gave a bashful bitter smile and put his
concern for her first.
She started to say she was fine, but she
held her tongue.
Her embarrassing thoughts shut her mouth.
Simply being in his arms and growing addicted to that happiness was enough to
numb her sense of shame.
“I’ll be fine, but, um, can I ask one
thing?”
“Yeah?”
“Well…”
“A-are we really going to do it like this?”
“The bath is too small for anything else.”
They were still soaking in the bath and she
had shifted her position just a little to straddle him while facing him.
“And like this, I can see your cute face
all I want. Okay?”
“W-well, if that’s why…”
She felt even happier than before when he
called her cute. She did as she was told and placed her butt above his
erection. He held her hips to support her.
“Say what you said before again.”
“Eh? …Wh-why?”
“I want to hear it again. I never thought
you’d say something so dirty.”
“…Stupid.”
The hands on her hips moved back to her
small butt and sweetly rubbed it.
That alone melted her mind with a perverted
nectar, so she said it despite how embarrassed she was.
“I want to do it…in my butt.”
“I can’t hear you.”
“I want your thing in my butt. Stupid
Mutsuki.”
At his prompting, she spoke more loudly.
The indecent line echoed around the room and embarrassed her further.
Embarrassingly, her butt had entirely
abandoned its original role. Just letting the warm water flow in caused her
entire stomach to throb and she could feel the sphincter tensing up as if
asking to be touched.
“It should be fine since you were always
pretty soft here.”
He carefully poked at the dark red color
bulging out slightly at the bottom of the valley.
“Ah♡ Ah♡ Ah♡”
“It just gets softer each time I touch it.
Wow, the bathwater is going to get inside.”
Aroused by how sensitive her anal zone was,
the boy pressed two fingers against it.
The sticky flesh easily swallowed them up.
“That was fast. Ange, have you been messing
with this place on your own?”
He opened and closed the two fingers inside
her.
“O-of course n-…ahh, ah.”
She panicked when he casually hit the bullseye,
but she could not respond properly when the warm water flowed into her anus as
it spread surprisingly wide.
“Ha ha. Yeah. I know you wouldn’t do that.”
Oblivious to the fact that he had jokingly
hit on the girl’s trauma, the boy ended his finger attack and shifted the
position of his hips.
Frustrated at being teased and feeling like
she had received a shallow enema, Ange’s eyebrows rose angrily. But…
“If it opens this wide, there shouldn’t be
a problem, but try to relax.”
“Uuh…”
A flesh rod far hotter than the bathwater
kissed the entrance.
That was enough to seal away the girl’s
complaints.
(No… I-it’s so much more…than the front…)
It had only touched the entrance and it had
only softly kissed her, but her lower stomach was trembling and her hips were
about to give out.
The anal pleasure Schwarze had maliciously
taught her was like a sweet wound. And far from healing, that wound had spread
inflammation frighteningly deep.
The collection of wrinkles was pushed in by
the sharp tip.
(Ahhh, my butt is opening on its own…it’s
spreading. My butt…is swallowing Mutsuki…♡)
It had only been trained the one time and
the trainer himself did not remember it, but her asshole chose him as its
master.
She tried to close it in embarrassment, but
her will never reached the sphincter and it happily swallowed the erection.
“W-wow. It just keeps going in. Are you
okay, Ange? Does it hurt?”
He had thought he would need to be gentler
like when he had done it with Machina, but Ange actually lowered her own body.
He was worried, until…
“Ahahhh♡ Hahhh♡ Ah, nyaaahhh♡ My butt, my butt♡”
“Yeah, you seem fine.”
As the rock-hard penis slid stickily in,
the girl’s face melted before his eyes. Her generally composed and dignified
face was dripping with drool and moaning in obscene pleasure, so he could not
help but smile bitterly.
“Do you like it in the butt that much?”
“Sh-shut up. It’s your fault. It’s your
fault. …Hyaahh♡”
“Eh?”
“You made my butt…♡ You made my butthole feel so good♡”
Ange tasted his thick erection as the
ring-like entrance swallowed it even more shamefully than her vagina had. She
seemed to be experiencing occasional light orgasms because her eyes rolled back
in her head and her mind cut in and out.
Mutsuki had no idea what she meant by this
being his fault, but he left this in her hands since she seemed to be enjoying
it so much. He slid his hips forward and lay back for a position halfway
between sitting and lying down. The pose was only possible with the gentle
curve of the bathtub to rest on.
This way, even as they faced each other,
she could straddle his lower stomach to take in the entirety of his penis.
“Heh heh. Your nipples have been hard this
whole time. You might not have inverted ones anymore at this rate.”
Her youthful breasts appeared in front of
his eyes and seemed about ready to burst.
He had no idea how much he had fondled them
at this point, but he felt a tingling in his fingers when he dug them into the
amazing sensation of that small bust. His other hand was empty, so he brought
it to her vagina which was opened longingly wide. He filled the hole with his
index and middle fingers and used his thumb on her clitoris which now grew
erect at the slightest provocation.
He rubbed those erect protrusions while
thrusting rhythmically into her anus.
“Ahhhahhhh. D-don’t shake me. Don’t shake
me. Don’t tease my boobs and pussy while making my butt feel so good.”
“I’m not teasing them. See? See? I’m
showing them my love.”
He adjusted the position of his hips and
thrust up from below.
The piston-like motion was somewhat slow in
the water, but that just meant her sphincter had more time to feel his penis
moving in and out.
(Ahh…ah, amazing… He’s rubbing at…the
entrance.)
Pleasure spread through her tight anus.
He was too hard and thick and the
especially thick head was attacking the ring-like entrance from within, so it
did hurt a little.
(…Ahn, ah…n. But I…kind of like it. …I
think I like it when it hurts♡)
The girl’s face was dyed with intoxication.
The boy continued massaging her inner flesh
with the head of his penis.
“Kyaaaaaahn…♡ My butt feels amazing. My butt, my butt. You’re rubbing the
entrance while pounding on my womb with the tip♡”
He targeted her sensitive womb from behind.
She had known what it felt like to have her
entire body fondled while being anally penetrated, but not when her newly
awakened womb was being attacked too. She was about to pass out.
The sweet arousal from her breasts and the
harsh stimulation from her lower stomach provided a vibrato of pleasure. And
occasionally…
“Huh? What was that, Ange?”
“Ah…♡ Ahh…♡”
As he fingered her flower petals in the
bathwater, something even warmer reached his hand. His eyes widened.
When he realized it was Ange’s climax
juices, a look of even greater arousal filled his eyes.
“Ahah, hyahhhh♡ Wait, Mutsuki. Mutsuki, wait. My butt’s going to go crazy.”
As she orgasmed, her ass sucked at his
penis whether she wanted it or not and the head provided further frictional
heat.
She felt more fear than pleasure.
Her anus had been tightening and loosening
to match the foreign object. It now sucked and rubbed at his penis so much she
had serious doubts whether or not it was really a part of her body.
She started to worry if it would ever
return to her control even after the penis left. She was worried it would
remain loose and never stop thinking about Mutsuki.
She asked for a break, but…
“I’m not stopping. Try cumming again.
C’mon, c’mon. Squirt out more of those juices.”
Driven by horny curiosity, Mutsuki thrust
his hips and forgot about his concern for the girl.
When Ange climaxed, she always peed or
squirted and he wanted to see if he could notice the change in the bathwater.
He gave a thin smile as he thrust his hips
and teased her erect clitoris and nipples.
“No, noooo♡”
The sensation was amplified in her heated
anal garden and it spread to the rest of her body. She cried sweetly and
wrinkled her brow.
She could not resist his fingers and hips.
In fact, the rhythmic movement filled her with a desire to prioritize what he
was doing above all else.
(No. No, no. Mutsuki’s too good. It’s so
much different when he does it.)
All the times she had masturbated served to
show just how great the pleasure Mutsuki provided was.
All of her cells recorded the quantity of
pleasure that only he could produce.
She was gaining a body that had no choice
but to submit to him.
(But…that’s fine.)
That lessened the fear of her anus being
changed beyond repair.
(I don’t mind if my butt is only there for
Mutsuki to use…♡)
She stopped struggling and focused on the
enjoying the bliss filling her ass. When she tightened the sphincter, the
sensation of the hard object was simply incredible.
“Ah, ahhhn♡ H-hey, Mutsuki.”
“What?”
“Kiss me.”
“Yes, yes.”
He sat back up and they shared each other’s
lips.
The position meant his penis was not quite
as deep inside her, but the kiss was much more passionate. They had already
exchanged so many kisses that their lips were soaked with each other’s saliva.
“Nph, mfh♡ Nnn. Muchuki, your hongue is so hweet.”
“That’s your saliva. You’re the one that
rubbed so much of it on there.”
“Nph, shtop. Hon’t eat my mouh.”
“Nn, nn. But your tongue is so tasty.”
“Bwahh… No, yours is…♡”
They took turns sticking their tongues in
each other’s mouth and played around like puppies.
All the while, Mutsuki continued moving his
hips. Tasting her happy sweetness made him want to rub up against her.
“Fwah♡ Ahn, nyannn♡ I’m cumming, I’m cumming again, I’m cumming.”
Ange’s pleasure reached its climax just
from swallowing so much of his saliva. Mutsuki smiled bitterly as the hot
juices spraying from her trembling urethra struck his hand.
“I’m going to cum soon too. I’ll fill your
ass with my cum.”
He held her hips in both hands again.
The object ruling over her lower body grew
even larger, so she narrowed her eyes happily. It was halfway between the look
of a spoiled child and the look of a woman melting with pleasure, so it was
innocently seductive.
“Ahah♪ Give it to me. I
want it. My butt’s been throbbing for so long because it wants your hot cum♡”
“Okay.”
He had no idea that “for so long” meant for
weeks, but he still thrust his swollen rod deep inside her butt.
The movement was enough to send waves through
the bathwater. The sounds of it spilling out drowned out Ange’s lovely sexual
cries.
“Hahhhn♡”
The pleasure of their union and the
happiness of their sweet kiss gave her the same sense of accomplishment as after
eating one’s favorite meal, so her urethra opened wide again on that thrust.
The fluid that squirted out dissolved into
the bathwater, but their lower stomachs were close enough together that he
would have noticed.
Mutsuki moved his spear in all directions
to loosen up the sphincter. The powerful thrust had targeted her womb from
behind. Their kiss continued and he intensely wrapped his tongue around hers
while making sure not to bite down.
And just as her mind had entirely melted…
“I love you, Ange.”
He whispered as a surprise attack.
“Wha-…? Ahhh.”
Her rational mind had crumbled from those
words before and her eyes widened when he said them again so suddenly.
He was not pressing her for an answer.
However, she could tell from their connected lips that he wanted her to say it.
And once she realized that, she could not
bear to not respond.
“I-I do…too.”
As soon as she said it, her stubborn
personality awoke and filled her with tension. Her lower stomach tensed and her
anus squeezed down to fight with the hard penis.
That actually brought more pleasure to her
butt, so this was hardly a romantic situation. However…
“I…love you too. I love you…Mutsuki.”
“————!”
He had not been expecting those words, so
his hips gave a surprised jerk.
“Kwah…♡
Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhn♡”’
When Mutsuki (from his point of view)
unfortunately released the sticky warmth inside her, Ange could only cry out.
Rather than having anal sex, it felt like
he had conquered her using the hole that acted as the greatest opening to her
heart.
It felt good. She had entrusted her entire
being to this orgasm, so it felt like everything from her mind to her soul was
melting. And it continued on and on.
As she raised an animalistic cry, she felt
someone else’s flavor rising within her ass and intense waves of motion ran
through her hips and belly.
The ecstasy spread not just to her urethra,
but also to the pathway leading to her womb. The vagina pressed against the
boy’s lower stomach was overflowing with sticky and somewhat frothy extract.
Love juices erupted from her vagina and she
finally collapsed into his chest.
Her slender body was still stiff and the
waves of orgasm had not receded.
She continued indulging in this boy who was
the first person in her life (and in her previous life) to accept her entire
being.
“Ahh…♡ Ahhh…♡”
“…Ha ha.”
Her anal flesh continued to writhe and lick
at his penis. The tickling sensation brought back the pleasure of ejaculation,
so he trembled a little.
He gently embraced Ange as her mind cut in
and out after cumming so many times.
(So she only said she loved me the one
time.)
Midnight had likely already passed. That
day of upheaval was over.
He felt some slight regret about just that
one point.
The next day.
“Hm…?”
“Good morning, Ange.”
The two of them woke up shortly before nine
in the morning.
It had been past two the last time they had
checked the clock, so they had gotten a little more than six hours of sleep at
the most. That was too little for Ange’s exhausted body, so she was a little
groggy.
Mutsuki had woken five minutes earlier and
had stared at her sleeping face, so he was already fully awake.
Her face had been pretty enough to watch
for five minutes without growing bored and it grew even more coquettish in her
sleepiness. His cheeks relaxed as he watched her.
Lost in the fact that they had awoken naked
together like lovers, he gave her a good morning kiss.
“Nn…”
Ange’s expression relaxed too.
“~♡”
“Heh heh. Good morning, Ange.”
“…”
“Did you sleep well?”
“Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
What are you doing, you perverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt!!!!!!”
“Dwagyablgbhbh!”
She knocked him away.
He rolled off the bed, rolled along the
floor, and slammed into the wall.
Ange got up, realized she was naked,
wrapped herself in a sheet, and looked around.
“Huh? Eh? Why am I in Mutsuki’s room?
…Ah!!”
She seemed a little confused, but she
finally remembered what had happened. Her face grew bright red and she
collapsed limply on the spot.
“Ahhhhhh~… Ah~~~~~~~~~~~”
She held her head, mussed up her hair, and
writhed about.
“Ah ha ha. C’mon, Ange. Calm down.”
“H-h-h-how am I supposed to calm down!?
What…what have I done…? Gyahhhh!”
Mutsuki approached to help calm her, but he
was naked and she just yelled at him further.
The night before, he had suspected she
would probably end up like this once she calmed down, so he could only smile
bitterly.
“It’s not so bad. We fully sealed Metatron,
didn’t we?”
“Only the first time mattered for that,
stupid Mutsuki! Uuh~ Why~~?”
She must have also felt self-hatred for
giving into her lust so greedily. She looked on the verge of tears.
“You don’t need to worry about it so much.
Um…oh, I know. Just think of it as making sure the seal worked.”
“Eh?”
“Doing it more than once might strengthen
the seal. So that’s why we did it.”
“Y-yes, that’s right. I was only making
sure the power was sealed away.”
“Right, right.”
She seemed to have found a mental
compromise.
“Although I’m not sure there was any real
reason to do it in the butt.”
“Gah…”
But she turned to stone a moment later.
He found it cute how her expression kept
changing instead of just settling on anger like usual, so he could not help but
tease her.
“Not to mention when we did 69 after
getting out of the bath, when we had an endurance race to see who would cum
first, or when I messed with your pee hole because you absolutely insis-..”
“Prominence!”
“Wah, wah, wah! Not the sword! Not the sword!”
But he immediately stopped once real anger
flared up inside her.
The sword was shorter than usual and the
flames inside it were weaker (Was it damaged and being repaired?), and Ange
quickly returned it to its pendant form and sat down on the spot.
She must have realized blaming Mutsuki was
not going to make her feel any better. She looked to the clock.
“Huh? It’s already nine? But it’s so dark
out.”
She compared the time to the window that
was not letting in any sunlight.
“The typhoon is still passing through. They
say it won’t leave until midday.”
“I see. …Oh, then what about school?”
“We can’t get to school with all the wind.
If this keeps up until eleven, they’ll probably cancel school for the day.”
He grabbed his cellphone and checked the
weather forecast. Their region had “Strong Winds” written in red.
“I see…”
A complicated look came over Ange’s face.
Most likely, she was worried about FeTUS
and the clock tower she had blown away, but she was still tired and wanted to
rest.
Mutsuki knew he had a lot to think about
concerning the future of the angels, demons, and humans. He set down the phone
and spoke.
“So…”
Still naked, he approached the bed where
Ange sat.
“Micha-san apparently can’t get back for a
while due to the winds, so we’re all alone.”
“Eh? …Uuh.”
Ange grimaced when she saw the body part
raising its head as if the previous night’s marathon had never happened.
“Wait. Are you stupid? We had a reason
yesterday, but why would we do it today too?”
“Why wouldn’t we? You might be satisfied
after yesterday, but I’m not.”
“S-satisfied…?”
He had said he loved her throughout the
night, but he had barely heard her say the same about him.
The stormy night had passed, but he was
going to use the last bit of time the typhoon gave him to stubbornly get the
angel to say she loved him.
“C’mon, c’mon. Wait too long and the winds
will leave. I’ll do everything you love♪”
“Are you stupid!? W-wait. Stay back! I’ll
hit you!”
“That’s fine. I’ll smack you right back on
the ass.”
“Wha-…? Wait, I told you to stay back!”
“C’mon, let’s kiss.”
“N-no…”
“…”
“…”
“Stick out your tongue.”
“~♡”
Perhaps as a side effect of a hole being
blown in the clouds the day before, the typhoon sat over the town until well
past eleven.
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ReplyDeletewell hot and steaming armpits.Dont know what should i say about this line.It sounds funny weird disgusting and hot at the same time.THANKS FOR THE CHAPTER
ReplyDeletenon stop these two lust rabbit haha
ReplyDeleteI don't know why many reader hate this LN so muc, but I really like it. Eben though it's is full of sex but the core story is quite interesting.
ReplyDeleteThe MC who unintentionally penetrated in to the balanced power of the 3 Major power making the unbalance situation.
I wait foe the next chapter, thanks so much.
I really hope the original writer in Japan will finish the series.
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