Fun In Highschool DxD World

As Izashi lay back against the soft, velvet couch, he could feel the tension of the day begin to slip away. The only sound was the soft purring of Kuroka, who knelt beside him, her warm, delicate hands resting gently on his thigh.

Kuroka's eyes sparkled with mischief, and a playful smirk tugged at the corners of her lips. She had been waiting for this moment, eagerly anticipating the chance to serve her master in a more intimate manner.

Slowly, almost teasingly, she let her fingers slide up his leg, brushing against the hardness beneath his trousers.

Izashi's breath hitched as he felt her soft touch against his growing erection, his body instinctively reacting to the sensation.

Kuroka's golden eyes glinted with satisfaction as she felt the twitch of his cock beneath her palm. "Mmm, master," she purred, her voice sultry and filled with desire. "You're so hard already, nya~. Let me take care of you."

Without waiting for his response, Kuroka bent down, her black hair cascading over her shoulders as she positioned herself in front of him. She leaned in, her warm breath ghosting over the head of his cock, sending shivers down his spine. With a wicked smile, she parted her lips and let her tongue flick out, teasing the sensitive tip of his manhood. Izashi groaned in pleasure, his hand instinctively reaching out to caress her soft neko ears.

"Nya~," Kuroka moaned softly, her body trembling as he stroked her ears. They were one of the most sensitive parts of her body, and the sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through her. She pressed herself closer to him, eager for more of his touch. "Mhm, Izashi-sama, please… more, nya~."

Her pleading voice only spurred him on. Izashi's fingers moved faster, rubbing her neko ears with more intensity. Kuroka's moans grew louder, her body shivering in response to the overwhelming sensations. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed onto the marble floor with a soft thud, her round, perky bottom pressing against the cold surface.

Kuroka lay there, panting softly, her cheeks flushed with arousal. After a moment, she looked up at Izashi, her eyes filled with lust and adoration. "Now, it's my turn to make you feel good, master, nya~," she whispered, her voice dripping with desire.

Izashi didn't say a word, but his dark eyes gleamed with anticipation. He watched as Kuroka lowered her head, her lips parting as she slowly took his thick, throbbing cock into her mouth. The warmth of her tongue wrapped around him, her wet mouth enveloping his length as she began to suck him off.

But Izashi had other plans. He wasn't content to let Kuroka set the pace. With a firm grip, he grabbed the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her silky black hair. In one swift motion, he thrust his hips forward, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. Kuroka's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't resist. Instead, she moaned around his length, the vibrations sending ripples of pleasure through his body.

Izashi's thrusts grew more urgent, his need for release building with each passing second. The wet, slick sounds of Kuroka's mouth filled the room, her tongue swirling around his cock as she tried to keep up with his relentless pace. His grip tightened on her head, guiding her movements as he fucked her mouth with a feral intensity.

"Take it all," he growled, his voice low and husky. "Swallow every drop, Kuroka."

The tension in his body reached its peak, and with one final thrust, Izashi released his load, shooting thick ropes of cum into Kuroka's waiting mouth. The suddenness of it caught her off guard, and she gagged slightly, but she didn't pull away. She had no choice but to swallow it all, her throat working to gulp down every drop of his essence.

Izashi's cock twitched as the last of his seed spilled from him, and he slowly pulled out of her mouth, his dick glistening with saliva and cum. Kuroka sat back, her chest heaving as she gasped for air, her face flushed and her lips slick with his release. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of his cum, her greedy eyes locked onto his.

"Thank you, Izashi-sama," she whispered breathlessly, her voice filled with genuine gratitude. "Thank you for giving me such pleasure, nya~."

But Izashi wasn't done yet. A ruthless smile spread across his face as he stood up, towering over her. He grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling her to her feet before pushing her down onto the nearby sofa. Kuroka let out a surprised gasp as her back hit the cushions, but the gleam in her eyes showed that she was more than willing to continue.

"What makes you think we're finished?" Izashi's voice was dark and filled with desire as he pressed his still-hard cock against her soaked pussy. Kuroka's breath hitched as she felt the heat of his length against her entrance, her body trembling with anticipation.

Izashi leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Let's start the main round."

The next morning, Izashi awoke to the sensation of soft, warm bodies pressed against him. On his left was Rias, her crimson hair splayed across the pillow, and on his right was Akeno, her raven-black hair cascading down her shoulders. Both of them were naked, their voluptuous bodies wrapped around him as they slept peacefully.

Izashi smirked as he glanced down at the two beauties, their soft curves pressed against him in a way that made his blood heat. He couldn't resist the temptation to touch them. His hand slid down to Rias's firm ass, giving it a playful squeeze. She let out a soft moan in her sleep, shifting slightly as he rubbed her rear.

"Time to wake up," he whispered, his voice low and teasing as he gave her ass a sharp slap.

"Ahh~!" Rias let out a startled yelp, her eyes flying open as her ass jiggled from the impact. She turned to look at him, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal.

"Izashi-kun, you're so mean," she pouted, but there was a playful glint in her eyes.

On his other side, Akeno stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she felt his other hand caressing her face. "Mmm, good morning, Izashi-kun," she murmured, her voice soft and sensual. "Did you sleep well?"

Izashi chuckled, pulling himself out from between the two girls and standing up. "Enough sleeping, both of you. It's time to get up. I want you in the shower within a minute."

Rias groaned, burying her face in the pillow. "Just two more minutes~."

Akeno giggled, sitting up and stretching her arms above her head, her breasts bouncing slightly as she moved. "We'd better listen to him, Rias-chan. You know how strict he can be."

With a resigned sigh, Rias reluctantly pulled herself out of bed. She glanced at Akeno and noticed the teasing smirk on her face. The two of them exchanged a competitive look, and without warning, they both dashed toward the bathroom, their naked bodies moving in perfect synchrony.

Izashi watched them go, licking his lips as he admired the sight of their bouncing breasts and firm asses. The two of them were absolutely stunning, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at having them both to himself.

As they reached the bathroom, Akeno turned to Izashi with a sultry smile. "Let me wash your body, Izashi-kun," she offered, her eyes filled with desire.

Izashi nodded, a grin playing on his lips. "Alright, be thorough."

Rias pouted, disappointed that she didn't get the chance to wash him, but Izashi quickly reassured her. "Don't worry, Rias-chan. You can keep me company in the shower."

Her face lit up with a shy smile, and the three of them stepped into the bathroom together. The warm water cascaded over their bodies as Akeno began to gently wash Izashi's back, her hands moving in slow, sensual motions. Meanwhile, Rias stood in front of him, pressing her soft breasts against his chest as he massaged her ass, his cock teasingly pressing against her.

The shower that should have taken only ten minutes ended up lasting nearly forty, as the three of them indulged in each other's company, their bodies entwined in a dance of pleasure.

Later that day, Izashi found himself walking through the halls of Kuoh Academy, his mind drifting back to the previous night with Kuroka. She was a lustful little neko, and he couldn't help but smile at the memory of their time together. Fortunately, she had taken on her cat form and was hiding out in the house of a human in town, which made it easier for her to avoid detection.

He sighed, thinking about how chaotic his life had become. Between Kuroka, Rias, Akeno, and everything else, it was hard to keep track of it all. But there was one thing he hadn't dealt with yet—Koneko.

After school, he called her to meet him behind the school building.

Koneko was not the kind of girl who enjoyed small talk or idle chatter. She was quiet, reserved, and preferred to keep to herself. But when it came to Izashi, something was different. There was a strange comfort in his presence, a warmth that contrasted sharply with the dark, chaotic aura she remembered from her sister, Kuroka. While Kuroka's energy felt overwhelming and suffocating, Izashi exuded a calm strength that drew Koneko in, making her feel at ease in a way she hadn't felt in a long time.

As they stood together behind the school building, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the ground, Koneko looked up at Izashi with her usual stoic expression. Despite her impassive demeanor, there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes—she couldn't help but wonder why he had called her out here.

"Koneko," Izashi began, his tone gentle yet serious, "I'm sure you're wondering why I wanted to talk to you."

She gave a small nod, her cat-like ears twitching slightly in anticipation. She wasn't one to pry, but something about his tone made her uneasy.

Izashi took a deep breath, his gaze meeting hers with a sincerity that made her chest tighten. "It's about your sister, Kuroka."

The moment he mentioned Kuroka, Koneko's calm exterior cracked. Her eyes widened slightly, and a storm of emotions flashed across her face—anger, hurt, and something that looked dangerously close to betrayal. She had tried so hard to bury those feelings, to distance herself from the sister who had once meant everything to her, but hearing her name again brought it all rushing back.

"I know what you think of her," Izashi continued, watching her closely. "You believe that she lost herself to power, that she killed your former master just to test her own strength, don't you?"

Koneko's voice was flat when she responded, but there was a noticeable edge to it. "Yes. She turned evil because of the Senjutsu. She let the darkness consume her."

Izashi reached out and gently patted her head, his hand warm and reassuring against her hair. The gesture was so unexpected, so tender, that it almost made Koneko flinch. But she stayed still, letting him comfort her even as her mind raced with conflicting emotions.

"Koneko," he said softly, his voice laced with empathy, "you're wrong. So wrong. And I need you to understand that."

She frowned, her confusion evident as she looked up at him. "What do you mean? She... she killed him because she wanted to test her power. She was drunk on it. She had to be."

Izashi sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as he tried to find the right words. "Think about it for a second," he said, his tone more insistent now. "If she really wanted to test her power, why would she kill her master? There are so many other ways to gauge your strength, so many other opponents she could have faced. Why him?"

Koneko was a little confused at the question, "I think I said it before, she wanted to test her power. And master was the only one available at the time."

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