Chapter 8

~• Kusora •~

I think we spent the better most of five complete minutes where all we did was stare at each other. One of us was surprised and the other was shocked. And Koneko often had the temperament to never get spooked.

She feigned a monotone look afterwards as she tried to talk to me, but I had already caught her off guard.

"I'm sorry if I just barged in." I said. Silently moving to step out of the gym. Don't have any chocolates on me to keep Koneko from turning me into a pack for startling her in what looked like her private space.

I essentially fucked around and now I'm trying not to find out.

Koneko instantly gets out of her fighting stance. She doesn't assume any other giving away if she wants to throw hands, instead she walks over to a towel she hung by the ropes, ringside and starts wiping her brow.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

She seemed more curious than demanding, which made me calm down some. I forget that she's rather passive compared to Akeno and Grayfia. Often having a retort for everything makes her hard to piss off and somehow easy to annoy and get punched.

The only problem is that if she punches me, I'm sure as hell not getting up. "I was heading back home when I got a little curious and wandered around. Found this gym and I thought to check it out."

She sniffs and points at me. "What's that on your hair?"

Shit. I forgot that I was still posing as Silver. "I just came back from an event, had a couple of kids that wanted to be hairstylists….they aren't really good at it."

I was half a second away from saying comic-con but then I remembered that the event isn't even close to being here.

"I was actually looking for a nearby Gym that I can go to during off days." I said.

Koneko gives me a strange look but says nothing, I assume that she is silently urging me to continue. "Well, my stamina is a bit lacking in some parts." I explained.

She eyes my body up and down. "You seem to be alright."

"You would think that, but running up to the chapel already has me wheezing." And let's not talk about other activities that leave me feeling winded.

"I see."

We both stayed silent and stared at each other again, I wasn't in much of a mood to be placed in an awkward staring contest with her right at 21:00 PM, so I opted to rush a few things forward. "Do you know where the owner is? I'd like to sign up for this gym."

Koneko blinks and then points to herself. "I am the owner."

…what?

"This is your gym?" I asked.

She nodded. "Someone else manages it in the daytime but it's mine. I take over when I have free time to come back."

This is a pretty interesting development. In the anime, I didn't manage to gleam into as much about the characters as I could right now. I always assumed that they lived their whole lives at the ORC safe for Akeno and Issei. But no, they have whole entire lives beneath the screen, and honestly, Koneko owning a gym makes sense. She's practically running a strength build with her evil piece.

An idea comes to mind. "Can you train me?" I asked.

"A trainer?"

"You know more about exercise than I do, obviously." I said. "This isn't exactly the second time i'm entering a Gym, I don't know much of what i'm doing here."

Koneko hums as she stares at me and sways from side to side. She's thinking about it, but she needs that extra push. I feel an idea comes along, especially since the Gym is very close to Marakyuu. "I can offer pancakes, coffee and chocolate–"

"Deal." Koneko said. Pulling out a small smartphone then brandishing her arms towards me.

"Give me your phone while you set up near that machine over there." she motioned to what looked like a squat machine.

Ummm. "We're starting immediately?" I ask, hiding the app on my phone and handing it to Koneko.

"It's still too early to close down, I'm bored anyway." Koneko admits, handing back my phone. She left the tabs open on contacts, where her number had been added. Okay, apparently my first contact aside from the people I'm fucking is her.

Come to think of it, I even have the Fallen Trio's number here. Of course Koneko wont recognize them since Raynare was the only one who left her digits here as Ray with a heart.

Okay so that's a thing, apparently…

Koneko supposedly didn't mind the additional contacts, as she was already waiting for me by the machine and setting up the weights on the barbell. Thankfully she only added the one, as I approached it didn't look too bad or crazy like the ones I usually come across in anime and videogames.

"Alright." Koneko said. "Get under there, I want 2 sets of 10. Let's start easy."

It was a bit of a weird struggle, but eventually I managed to maneuver myself until the bar rested on my neck. The only problem was when I tried to lift it off, the bar didn't budge at all. It was only when I really tried, to the point where my neck and shoulders felt raw that it came off, and I felt like I would rather be decapitated with how much it took to keep it up.

"Good." Koneko said. "Now, start."

I slowly bend low until my knees threaten to buckle. She keeps a ruler fixed to my kneecaps to make sure that they are straight while I bend, which makes things all the more worse. There were times in which the ruinous shaking of my breaking legs tempted me to tip back with the weight. Good god, what is this thing made out of? Did she forget to switch out the one she uses?

She narrows her eyes. "No chickening out, up you go."

The things I do to have good sex.

I breathed in and as I breathed out, I proceeded to somehow, slowly but surely lift the bar back up. By this point, my arms were on the very urge of rebelling so I set the bar back on the rest and leaned against the machine for a breather.

"Congratulations, now do 19 more."

What have I done…?

~ Grayfia ~

Things were not looking too good on this front, Sirzechs was running out of options on how to annul the arrangement without making it look like blatant favoritism. At times like these, Grayfia can only sigh in sheet disparity. Both Rias and her husband were much alike, in terms of them being quite off sighted when angry.

Thankfully he didn't show much in front of Millcas. But that's nothing to say of when they were usually alone. Like other times, even now. His words are calm while being laced with a small trepid frustration and anger.

She had watched Sirzechs eye the same coffee set on the table for a while now, obviously very deep in thought. Grayfia sighed. "It'll be a pity if the coffee grows cold, it's your favourite after all."

"Naturally." Sirzechs answers. "I'm just not feeling too great these days. I'm running into corners and the time is drawing near."

Grayfia walks until she is behind Sirzechs, then slowly she cradles her arms and lets them roam around her husband's body. "Allow me to comfort you then." she says. However, her hands only reach the very edge of his shoulder before Sirzechs held a hand over it.

"Sorry Fia, I'm just not in the mood." Sirzechs said. Instead, he moves to pick up the mug of coffee in the set and down it all in one sip before placing it back. "Instead, do you think you could get more of this coffee by tomorrow?"

Grayfia held her tongue for a moment, but eventually bowed. "Of course."

Sirzechs left the room and headed back towards the study, where he had been reading up on every rule and regulation on the engagement contract for the past week. Rias obviously didn't know how much this affected him, probably more than Rias herself since Sirzechs is putting more effort into stopping this than her.

As she stood alone in the room, Grayfia couldn't help but glance down at her own body. Covered by the garments made for servants. She knew it wasn't particularly all his fault, Sirzechs was often just stressed, but she grasped at her curves, she couldn't help but wonder if he didn't find her as appealing anymore.

It was a lingering thought. Amusement within an empty room.

The next to bear her sight was the coffee set, and the coffee beans that came with it. Sirzechs asked for more of it, maybe the coffee was some parts relaxing for him. She needed to get it by tomorrow, so paying a visit to the cafe seemed necessary.

If she could be honest, after the week she had, she might just get some herself.

~. Kusora .~

All of those gym nuts are fucking maniacs.

It's like they were intentionally hurting themselves, like going there to willingly get spanked. I wasn't going to deny the effects though, I can feel my breathing becoming clearer, although that may just be because I coughed out a lung at some point, so the other half has the better, most of the extra space.

The very fact that I was participating in Phys-Ed today of all days was just like a gut punch from whatever deity helped me survive Koneko's training. And yes…she didn't bother to switch out the weights she was using when I gave squats a try. The same for deadlifts. And lets not forget about the fucking pushups.

But then again, the results may not be staggering night and day, but they were there. Despite hurting my neck a bit, and barely being able to pick up a plastic bag when I reached home last night, I wasn't tired at all coming to school today. Something's improved, not enough for me not to effectively collapse after a threesome with supernaturals however.

After the better half of an hour doing this, the teacher ends class early and all we have to do is wonder about until both this period and the break afterwards is finished. I was planning on relaxing on the grass field near to where the track team often runs. That is until Aika showed up and promptly demonstrated how no plan survives contact with the enemy.

"Are you up?" she asks.

I open one eye to see her staring down at me blocking the sun. "Unfortunately, I am. Fortunately at least it was you who woke me up, It could've been a guy, then I would have really been pissed." Not really, I wouldn't care in the slightest. Just making conversation.

"Aren't I amazing?" Aika teases.

"Mid."

"Ouch." she comments. "You wound me…" Aika promptly smiles after saying this so I know most of what she says is a joke. Most. She doesn't lie during sex.

"Anyway…do you wanna head to the shed with me?" she asks.

I know very well what she's asking. And you know what, I worked hard yesterday so some part of me felt like I deserve some kind of stress relief that Aika is obviously so willing to give. But the logical part of my brain screams at me as to why we are not there yet.

And you know what, I don't have an answer to that. Let me get back to it in a few hours.

~.~

It didn't take very long to reach the shed near the school building that houses all the old sport equipment. There is a path that is semi-cleared of debris leading all the way to the very back of the shed. The only way in is through the front door, no one would've been able to see us.

I would've commended Aika for being well prepared for preparing with a tarp on the mattresses…if a pair wasn't already going at it right before us.

"Damn, seems like we're not the only ones who had this idea," Aika said, aloud. Not even trying to be conspicuous. I'll admit, the pair we caught wasn't one that I adamantly expected. It's not every day where you see Murayama and Katase scissoring each other in the back of the shed.

Murayama reacted first, a moment of clarity from her horny state. "Aika!? Kusora?!" The pair stopped their fingering momentarily to cover each of their privates. "What are you two doing here!?"

Katase kept silent, wanting to keep out of this mess. Two members of Kendo club were

in the room right now with the resident female pervert, and someone they most likely saw as relatively good looking thanks to this aura. There was an awkward sort of tension in the air as the two sat there, burning at the cheeks after being caught.

"Never expected you two to be making the beast with two backs." Aika teased with a smirk. "I probably lost a few bets over this, thanks for that by the way."

I had to admit though, this was definitely some sort of team-building too––she supposed that getting addicted to fucking each other was a display of team unity. In that case, I probably know why the Kendo girls often win nationals, and I also know that they are definitely an Ishibumi sleeper. Those girls go crazy in the locker room don't they? In a slutty sense, at least.

"Well then, It seems we're at an impasse." Aika said. Despite that, I see her hands move and suddenly, my pants are dropped to the floor. How the hell did she manage to do that? I don't have a clue, and I should probably get her to teach me this for when I'm working as Silver.

The three girls all looked at me, who's pants had just hit the floor. The show from earlier obviously showing it's intended outcome, my dick was jutting out menacingly from his crotch, the cockhead red and pulsing with energy. Only one of them had seen his lengthy member before, but not in this state of extreme arousal. It was more engorged than normal––its entire shaft was throbbing, thick veins coiling around it. Blood was being pumped into the organ, making it even bigger.

Murayama tried to look away and face the wall with Katase, but naturally as I gave Aika an eyeful, they seemed to steal glances ever so silently. Naturally, Aika drooled at the sight of it, hypnotized by the monster cock; her brain was still trying to process its current enhanced size. Aika widened her eyes, suddenly unfamiliar with the very cock that fucked her a few weeks ago. She felt her womb throb, her baby room yearning for the splendid penetration it deserved. Despite obviously being nerved, I could see Katase bite her lip, pushing her thick thighs together as her pussy dripped more and more.

Aika grabbed onto it, and her hand barely fit around it with a little gap between her fingers. Regardless, she starts vehemently pumping up and down my shaft. "We haven't exactly done it in a while, all you've done is tease me for the past few days." Aika said. "You're going to make it up to me."

"How?" I asked. A teasing smile plastering my face,

"I think you know how, Kusora." Kess replied as she grabbed one of my arms and pulled me until I fell onto the mattress with the tarp. Almost right beside the naked Muryama and Katase.

'What the!? You can't do that!" Murayama sputtered. "We're still here!"

"Feel free to join us." Aika mused with a shrug.

"Kusora?" Murayama hissed as she glared at me. Her eyes seemed to tell me that she wanted me to stop this, but…

Hell no, what do I look like…Issei? Besides, Murayama has no business taking the high ground when we caught her in the middle of scissoring her best friend.

"Maybe we should have them continue their show as well?" Aika suggested, but it was clear that that answer didn't make the Kendo captain happy either. So he decided to just let Aika drag him along into her casual madness

Murayama made a show of scoffing and stamping her feet with a huff, making it clear that she was not fine with this at all. Unfortunately for her, Aika either didn't catch the hint or didn't care at all, seeing as she roughly tossed me on top of the makeshift and started to tug down the rest of my trousers to free my member. Obviously I knew as well, she was rather heavy for her footsteps to be echoing, but I ignored all her protests. Of course when Aika removed her top, my protests died down anyway.

'Seeing as the Student Council is going to be here soon, we better hurry this up.'Aika whispered, of fucking course this has an anxiety inducing time limit. I forgot that Aika was an avid thrill seeker as well. Fuck, we really do have to hurry this up, I don't want my first impression with Sona to be caught with my dick in my hand.

With those words being said, she grabbed my swelling member with both hands and started to work them along his beefy shaft in an attempt to speed up the process of my nine inch cock becoming fully erect.

It turned out to help somewhat, although the increase of blood flowing to my dick was mostly because Aika's frantic arm movements made her bust shake in a tantalizing fashion. Unsurprisingly, the brunette soon caught me staring. I must really be getting bad at this.

'So I take it, you want to try that again?' She asked. I said nothing, but clear precum had started to dribble from the tip of my member. Apparently to Aika, that counted as consent.

So she stopped jerking me off and instead hefted up her heavy breasts, before resting them on my lap and wrapping them around my prick. After she succeeded in wrapping her tits around my girth, Aika didn't move for several minutes. Instead, she waited as a small lake of pearly precum formed in her cleavage, lubricating both her bronzed mountainous tits as well as my brawny shaft. Once she decided enough precum had gathered between her jugs however, she wasted no time in working them along my dick.

As the soft, pale breasts slid down my prick, the small lake of precum that had gathered in her cleavage overflowed, coating her tits with a small layer of my silvery juices and making them shine alluringly. As the brunette continued to work her breasts up and down, she made sure to rub everything onto her skin. The sight of this only resulted in me making one hell of a mess on Aika's chest, which was something she took full advantage of by working her tits along my cock faster and faster.

"Aika…" I groaned.

"Going to cum already? You sure love having my tits wrapped around this big dick of yours, don't you?" Aika mused with an impish grin.

"Hey, I'm only human…" was my strangled response. Although that might be a bit far from the truth at this point.

Aika chuckled in amusement as she squeezed her breasts tightly around my pulsing member, before slipping the portion of my cock that still managed to escape her cavernous cleavage into her mouth. After she succeeded in that, she loudly started to suck on the tip of my prick, causing strings of her saliva to land on her chest, making an even bigger mess of it.

Seeing as she wasn't exactly being quiet, I worriedly glanced over at both the Kendo pair and the door at the front of the shed. Murayama still seemed to be scowling, although they did take up on Aika's offer to continue. Needless to say that no one in this shed was snitching. What did come as a surprise though, is that she was vehemently staring at my prick disappearing into Aika's mouth. Despite obviously looking like she was doing her best to ignore us.

Just as I pulled my eyes away from Murayama, I felt my balls clenching and announced my orgasm with a loud, strangled grunt. Aika's golden eyes widened and her cheeks bulged out as the first volley of my seed filled up her mouth, but she swallowed it with some effort.

Unfortunately, she quickly learned that she couldn't keep up with the amount of cum that was pumping out, the kind that bottomed up three Fallen Angels in the same night. Her eyes started to water as she continued to swallow mouthful after big mouthful of my cum.. So eventually, she simply decided to let the rest of my climax escape the corners of her mouth to land on her sizable, bare breasts.

'Alright…I think we can all use some rest…after that.' I said between gasps of air, while taking a good look at Aika's tits and how they had been splattered with precum, saliva and cum.

'We're not done yet, Kusora,' Aika stated after allowing the head of my cock to escape her mouth. 'Seeing as I had to be a few days of jerking off short, I still have some excess energy I need to get rid off. And from where I'm sitting, it looks like you still have some left as well.' She added, while pulling back.

As she moved away my member escaped her cleavage, still completely stiff. Aika grinned in response to the sheepish smile I flashed her, before removing the rest of her uniform to show me her plump, damp cunt. Without a word, Aika raised her hips higher and higher, until the fat crown of my cock brushed against her pale labia. As the hot tip of the beefy pole rested against her twat she released a soft sigh, before she started to lower herself on the massive prick.

'Oh, fuck!" Aika hissed through clenched teeth. "I don't think I'll ever get over this!' her mouth having formed into an animalistic smirk. "Fuck, Murayama. You really have to try this."

A muffled, somewhat indignant sound came from the Kendo captain, but this didn't seem to be heard by Aika. I certainly heard it, however, and knowing that Murayama had been listening to me and Aika all this time kind of excited me. Which resulted in a plume of precum blasting from the tip of my dick with quite some force and filling up Aika's twat. In response, the brunette made a small, excited sound which was abruptly replaced with a grunt as she forced several fat, veiny inches further up her pussy.

There was a blankness in Aika's eyes, but I didn't worry. She'll be back.

I watched Aika struggle slightly as she tried to fit as much of my member inside of her as she could for quite some time. Though I would never admit it aloud, the sight of her fit stomach bulging out and her face strained with effort was a bit of a turn on. But now was about the time I needed to take charge. I can't take my time here knowing that the Student Council is on their way, so with a grunt, he grabbed Aika's big, athletic ass, and roughly pushed my hips up.

'Oh god, oh god, oh god!' Aika slurred, sounding as if she had the air knocked out of her lungs. "What are you doing to me?"

"I just thought we had to hurry up since they were on their way?' I asked, feigning innocence.

'You fiend—' Aika's tease was cut short as I moved my hips again, and I wasn't stopping this time either.

Although my thrusts were short and awkward due to me being hurt from yesterday's exercises, hence proving me incapable of lifting Aika, the brunette didn't seem to mind it much. The folds of her wet, pink pussy lovingly wrapped around my invading thick cock, while both moans, grunts and shrieks of pleasure passed her pale, plush lips.

When Aika showed no indication of moving herself I tried to have her lie on her back, only to find that Aika complied quite easily. 'I might just be digging my own grave,' Rickard mumbled as he looked down at the busty pervert, her face scrunched up in pleasure and covered in sweat. "But fuck it, go big or go home.."

After saying that, I started to fuck Aika's snatch hard and deep, making the brunette's eyes widen while she clawed at the wet tarp underneath her. I heard the tearing of cloth, but didn't slow down at all. The only other sounds that filled the room were the meaty slapping sound of my balls hitting Aika's firm asscheeks, as well as my own grunts of pleasure.

Aika herself only seemed to be capable of opening and closing her mouth rapidly, as if she was a fish on dry land. There was also the obscene, wet sucking sound of my monstercock sliding in and out of Aika's twitching twat, and I could swear he heard a softer, but similar, sound coming from the Kendo duo at the side.

However, after only a few minutes of roughly pounding Aika's pussy. I felt my orgasm approaching. He tried pulling his hips back, but found that Aika's long, strong legs stopped me from getting very far.

When I looked down at her face, I found that she was flashing me a weak, but triumphant, smile, before using her legs to pull me back inside. Then, with a deep, dark groan of pleasure, I dumped my second load inside her. Aika managed to release a quiet moan of pleasure as her pink depths were filled with thick, hot semen, most of which ended up escaping her pussy to stain the blanket she was lying on, before her legs became limp enough for me to pull his hips back further.

The kendo twins were still slumped, enjoying the afterglow of their own orgasam. Although my knees threatened to buckle due to how sensitive I was. It didn't stop me from amassing enough energy to put my clothes back on. My pants were a problem though, my cock was still buried deep inside of Aika. Ever so often twitching with certain spurts of semen.

'I really need to work on my stamina…' I groaned after I pulled my cock out of Aika's snatch. There was an improvement as though I feel like I still got one more in me without collapsing, but there was no time for that. If they didn't show up for the whole of our period, they definitely would be here during break.

Aika waved me off "After what you just pulled?" she croaked as she felt a small waterfall of my cum oozing from her gaping and twitching pussy. "You bet." She added with a fierce, but tired smile.

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