Morning

Kouhei's hands moved on their own, gripping Saonji's wildly bouncing breasts. His fingers sank into the soft, supple flesh, trying to contain the sheer size of her tits with both hands.

"Aa! Ahnnnn!"

Her moans shot up as he squeezed and kneaded, unable to fully cup her breasts in his hands. He worked his fingers over her swollen mounds, rubbing them in sync, the left and right slipping from his grasp as he massaged them, her voice growing louder with every touch.

"Aaah, aaah, aaah, ahhh, haaa, haaa~"

Saonji's body twisted atop him, moving frantically, her slick skin glowing with sweat. Her whole body gleamed under the low light, shimmering like something untouchable, the sweat bewitchingly making her even more irresistible. Kouhei, unable to control himself, thrust his hips up, meeting her downward motion with equal force.

"Nghhhh!"

Their bodies collided, his hips rising and falling to match her movements. At first, their rhythm was awkward, clashing, but soon, the two of them found their pace, syncing perfectly as they moved together, each thrust hitting deeper and harder.

Then, all at once, Saonji was overcome by her climax. The pleasure ripped through her, paralyzing her with the intensity. Her body went rigid, her eyes wide, as she became consumed by the sensation flooding her from within.

"This... ah, I'm cumming... something is... comii... iinnNNNGGG—!!"

Her back arched violently, her head thrown back as she let out a high-pitched scream. Her body shuddered uncontrollably, spasming as her muscles clamped down around Kouhei's dick with an almost painful force. She convulsed on top of him, riding out the overwhelming pleasure as it took over her entire being.

"S-Saonji-san..."

Her body jerked one last time, a deep tremor running through her. Then, Kouhei felt a warm, wet sensation spread over his stomach. A trickle of fluid, mixed with her sex fluids, streamed down—faintly golden in color. She had completely lost control, the overwhelming pleasure causing her to piss herself. But Kouhei didn't care. If anything, the sight of her losing herself so fully only made his own desire roar back to life.

Gripping her hips firmly, Kouhei raised himself again, his dick throbbing as he slammed it deep inside her.

"Haaahn!"

He pushed in as far as he could go, filling her entirely before pulling back slightly, ready to drive himself in again.

"O-Okumura Kouhei?"

Kouhei ignored Saonji's stammering, his body moving with reckless hunger as he pounded into her with relentless, powerful thrusts. His hips slammed upward, forcing her to take every inch of him.

"O-Okumura Kouhei? R-right now, I just— KyaaaaAAAAAANNNN!!!"

Kouhei didn't care about what Saonji was saying. He drove his hips upward, relentlessly pounding into her with hard, piston-like movements, his body moving on pure instinct.

"Ah! Au! A-Amazing~... Okumura Kouhei-! AaNaaaaAAAANNN!"

Every thrust sent Saonji into deeper moans, her body responding to his rough rhythm. The pressure in Kouhei's lower body surged, a fierce sensation welling up from within.

"Kuuuh...! Saonji-saaaaan!"

With a growl, Kouhei gripped her waist tighter, pulling her down hard onto him while thrusting up as deep as he could. His release hit with explosive force, spilling another load inside her, the unbearable pleasure crashing over him like a wave.

Kouhei's dick throbbed inside Saonji, pumping thick streams of cum deep into her. His body trembled as his strength left him, the pleasure overtaking everything. Saonji collapsed on top of him, both of them breathing heavily, completely spent like they had just finished an intense run.

Kouhei, still panting, wrapped his arms around Saonji's back, gently caressing her as they both lay there, trying to catch their breath. Then, suddenly, the exhaustion from his release hit him all at once. Saonji went limp in his arms, and Kouhei, overwhelmed by the intense climax, gave in to the lethargy.

***

Elsewhere, the fallen angel who had faced Saonji earlier lay sprawled on the cold ground, barely clinging to life. His breath came in labored gasps, his body a broken mess. Though he still drew breath, his time was almost up.

The attack Saonji had unleashed on him should have been fatal, but he had burned all his remaining energy to block it. Even so, the effort had only delayed the inevitable. Death loomed close.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed nearby, steady and unhurried. The angel, unable to move anything but his eyes, looked toward the approaching figure.

"Pathetic. I didn't risk my neck letting a lowly angel like you into this town just for you to get wiped out so easily by a Primordial Succubus." The person's voice dripped with contempt. "I knew you couldn't handle her, but you could've at least put up a fight."

"Gr... gaaa..."

"Oh well..." The person raised a double-barreled shotgun and aimed it right at the angel's temple. But it wasn't just any ordinary shotgun. This one was designed for killing demons. "Since you're now a fallen angel, that means you're vulnerable to weapons like these, right?"

"Gaaaahhh... naaaa..."

"Goodbye." The person said it with a mocking cheerfulness before pulling the trigger. The blast tore through the air, the shot ringing out across the park where the angel had fallen. His body started to disintegrate, the wound spreading as though his flesh was nothing more than paper catching fire.

In seconds, the angel was gone, reduced to nothing.

"Goodbye." The person said it with a mocking cheerfulness before pulling the trigger. The blast tore through the air, the shot ringing out across the park where the angel had fallen. His body started to disintegrate, the wound spreading as though his flesh was nothing more than paper catching fire.

In seconds, the angel was gone, reduced to nothing.

The person lowered the shotgun, letting out a satisfied sigh before slipping away into the night, leaving no trace behind. It was as though they had never been there at all. As though no one had.

***

Kouhei woke up the next morning with something soft pressing against him. He blinked a few times, his vision still blurry from sleep, and then turned his head to the side. Lying next to him was Saonji, her body completely bare, her angelic features softened in peaceful slumber. Her smooth skin gleamed faintly in the morning light, and the realization of what had happened hit him like a truck.

He glanced down at himself—completely naked, just like her.

The events of last night came crashing back into his mind with startling clarity.

I really had sex with Saonji-san.