9

Aika Kiryuu liked to think of herself as more than just a simple pervert. She was a connoisseur of desire, a patron of the sexual arts, and most unfortunately for her, a complete virgin. Even though she was a virgin, she wasn't innocent. Nor as desperate as the Perverted Trio, she liked to think. She was a frequent poster on several lewd forums and chat rooms, and even a burgeoning author of smut. But when it came to boys and girls in the real world, she was less than experienced. She was also quite shy, although she hid that fact behind her perverted persona and wouldn't admit it to anyone but herself.

All in all though, Aika Kiryuu was more than a simple pervert! She was a complex pervert. With layers and depth and everything! She was also frustrated. Very frustrated. Her vibrator had had to be replaced multiple times because of overuse, and masturbation in general was becoming less and less able to scratch her itch. So when she shifted in her chair and found a flier that she was sure wasn't there when she sat down, she acted instead of letting the potential opportunity pass her by.

Getting excused from class to go to the nurse's office was easy. Getting into one of the unoccupied storage sheds that didn't quite lock right was even easier. She realized that she may be overreacting, but she didn't care. Aika wanted to believe. The occult symbol on the flier pushed her decision even more. "Let us fulfill your desires," the flier said. "Your satisfaction guaranteed with every wish." So, Aika took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and wished.

Blinking spots out of my eyes from the summoning magic, I looked around to find a mostly unoccupied storage shed. The only other occupant being Aika standing across from me with her eyes closed. She was cuter than I thought she'd be. Her round glasses framed her face well, and the braided pigtails enhanced her schoolgirl look. And God (RIP and oww) bless Kuoh's uniforms! I swear, her skirt was short enough to cause heart palpitations in weaker men or women.

She opened her eyes with a disappointed look on her face, then she saw me. The look of disappointment vanished into shock, then excitement and anticipation.

"23 centimeters." I heard her mutter breathlessly. Ignoring that, I cleared my throat, preparing to make a suitably awe-inspiring impression. She had summoned a devil after all. Even if she didn't know it, a little gravitas felt required.

"I want you to fuck my face until I pass out!" Aika blurted out, interrupting me before I could say a word. She squeaked, realizing what she just said, and started turning an almost fluorescent shade of red.

Oh... oh no. I didn't realize she would be so adorable underneath her perverted nature. Laughing to myself, I approached her, causing her to slowly back up until she hit the wall of the shed. I loomed over her in a way that her emotions were telling me was more arousing than intimidating.

"Well, that's certainly one way to break the ice," I said. "but ok, if that's what you desire, I can do that. But what will you give me as payment in return?"

"P-Payment?"

"Yes. Payment. This is a deal with the devil after all. It must go both ways. I fuck your face until you pass out, and in return, you give me something of equal or greater value."

"Money?"

"I'm not a prostitute, Aika. I'm a devil. So I think I'll take something suitably… devilish. Hmm… I know!"

"You do?" Aika asked, breathless with anticipation.

"Yes. In exchange for this service, how about you give yourself to me?"

"Yes!" Aika said, her voice small but full of enthusiasm. I could sense her desire going wild at the thought of becoming mine. The idea of giving herself completely to a man she just met, one she somehow knew could fulfill every one of her wildest dreams, was flooding her body with arousal. Happiness, anticipation, and pleasure rolled off her in waves as depraved fantasies were given a new subject to focus on.