Rias’s breath hitched as she pressed herself against Roy.

Her eyes held a shy glimmer as she bit her lip, her fingers nervously tracing his collarbone.

“Roy… I want to feel that power again,” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of desire and hesitation.

“Make me stronger… please?”

Roy’s lips curled into a smirk, his hands finding her waist, pulling her closer.

“You’re so cute when you’re shy, Rias,” he teased.

Her blush deepened.

“D-Don’t tease me,” she stammered, her hands sliding down his chest. “Just… fuck me already.”

Roy’s hands roamed her curves, squeezing her ass, earning a gasp.

“Oh, darling~!” she moaned, her voice high and needy.

Her face flushing as she realized how loud she’d been.

“Getting loud already?” Roy chuckled, nipping her lower lip.

His hands slid up, cupping her boobs, thumbs circling her nipples.

Rias squirmed.

“Ahn~! T-That’s… too much,” she gasped, but her hips pressed closer.

“Don’t stop, okay? I… I like it.”

Roy grinned, pinching her nipples lightly, making her arch her back with a louder, “Ohhh~! Roy, yes~!”

Her voice was a mix of embarrassment and desire.

“You’re so good at this,” she mumbled, her face buried in his shoulder, her breath hot against his skin.

“Only because you’re so damn sexy,” Roy chuckled, his hands sliding down to grip her thighs, lifting her to straddle him.

His dick, already hard, pressed against her, and Rias’s eyes widened.

“R-Roy, it’s… so big,” she whispered, her fingers brushing against his length, her touch tentative.

She stroked him slowly, her cheeks burning as she felt him throb in her hand.

“Does it… feel good?”

“Rias, you have no idea,” Roy groaned, his hips bucking into her touch.

She giggled, her strokes growing bolder. “I-I want to make you feel good too.”

She leaned down, her boobs brushing his chest as she kissed him again.

“Tell me… what you want,” she murmured against his lips.

“I want you,” Roy said.

He guided her hips, positioning her over his dick.

Rias’s breath hitched, her eyes wide as she felt the tip press against her vagina, already wet with anticipation.

“D-darling, go slow, okay?” she whispered, her voice trembling as she braced herself.

“I’m… still not used to this.”

He nodded, easing her down gently, his dick sliding into her tight pussy.

“Aaaah~! So big~!”

Words escaped from her lips as he filled her.

Her hands gripped his shoulders.

“Ohhh, darling~! It’s… so deep,” she moaned, her voice a mix of pleasure and surprise.

“You okay?” Roy asked, pausing to let her catch her breath.

Rias nodded, her face flushed but her eyes half lidded with desire.

“Y-Yes… it feels so good,” she admitted.

“Move, darling… please~!” Her plea was desperate, urging him on.

Roy thrust up slowly, savoring her tight walls, her moans growing louder with each movement.

“Ahn~! Darling, harder~!” Her boobs bounced with each thrust, her nipples brushing his chest, sending sparks through both of them.

“Ohhh~! It’s so good~! Don’t stop~!” she begged as her hips meet his thrusts clumsily but eagerly.

“Rias, you’re so tight,” Roy groaned, his hands gripping her ass, guiding her movements.

She whimpered, her face flushing as she leaned forward, kissing him messily.

“D-darling, I… I love how you feel inside me,” she gasped between kisses, her voice trembling with lust.

“Make me cum, please~!”

His fingers found her clit, rubbing in slow circles as he thrust harder, her moans turning to cries.

“Ohhh~! Right there~! Darling, yes~!” she screamed, her body shaking as pleasure built.

Her vagina clenched around him, her inexperience making her reactions intense.

“I-I’m gonna…! Ahn~! Darling~!”

Her body trembled as she came.

“Not yet, Rias,” he growled, flipping her onto her back.

Her eyes widened, a shy gasp escaping as he spread her legs, her vagina still glistening from her climax.

“D-darling, w-what are you—?” she stammered, but her legs parted willingly.

“Gonna make you scream again,” he said, sliding his dick back into her with a deep thrust.

Rias moaned loudly, “Aaaah~! So deep~!”

“Darling, it’s too much~! But… don’t stop~!” Her shyness battled her desire, her body arching into him as he set a relentless pace.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy like this,” Roy said, his hands pinning her wrists above her head.

Rias whimpered, her boobs bouncing with each thrust, her eyes locked on his.

“You’re so rough~! I… I love it~!”

“Fuck me harder~! Please~!”

He obliged, increasing the intensity as he pounded into her, the bed creaking under them.

Her moans filled the room.

“Ahn~! Yes~! Darling~!”

His fingers found her nipples, pinching lightly, making her cry out.

“Ohhh~! That’s… so good~!” Her body trembled, another orgasm building fast.

“Darling, I’m gonna cum again~! Don’t stop~!”

“Cum for me, Rias,” Roy started thrusting deeper, his own release was also close.

Her walls clenched around him as she screamed.

“Aaaahhh~! Roy~!”

Roy groaned, her tightness pushing him over the edge.

“Damn, Rias!” he gasped, cumming inside her, his thrusts slowing as they rode out their pleasure.

But Rias wasn’t done.

Her eyes gleamed with love as she pushed him onto his back.

“M-More,” she panted.

“I want you again~! I… I need it~!”

“You like it so much, Rias~!,” Roy grinned as he grabbed her hips.

She giggled nervously, guiding his dick back inside her.

“Ohhh~! So good~!” Her movements were clumsy but eager, her boobs bouncing as she rode him.

“Darling, fuck me~! I want to feel you deeper~!”

He thrust up to meet her, their bodies moving in sync, her moans growing louder.

“Ahn~! Yes~! Darling, you’re so big~!” she cried, her hands braced on his chest.

“I love this~! Don’t stop~!” Her initial shyness was gone, replaced by pure lust as she chased another high.

Roy’s hands gripped her ass, slapping it lightly, making her squeal, “Ohhh~! Do that again~!”

He slapped her ass again and she moaned louder.

“Yes~! Darling, I’m done~!”

Her vagina tightened around him, her third orgasm hitting as she screamed.

“Aaaahhh~! I’m cumming~!”

Rias collapsed onto him, panting slightly.

“Mmm, Roy~… I feel stronger~!”

It was already afternoon when Roy and Rias emerged from their room.

They found the others having afternoon tea in the living room.

“Well, look who’s finally up,” Akeno said, glancing at them with a teasing smile.

“It’s past lunchtime. These freshly baked snacks probably won’t fill you two.”

“Akeno, you’ve been acting strange since we got up. Got a problem with me?” Rias asked, sitting down confidently.

She poured a cup of tea for Roy, then one for herself.

“Oh, absolutely,” Akeno smirked.

“You know I’m annoyed, Rias. Can you at least tone it down? I’m a single girl, and hearing you two all night and now during the day is torture.”

Rias looked unfazed.

“What’s wrong with enjoying time with my fiancé?”

“If it’s such torture, why not move out? Or find a boyfriend,” Rias added.

“I’m your queen. It’s my duty to stay by your side,” Akeno replied.

“As for a boyfriend, if you don’t mind, how about I borrow Roy?”

“Akeno, sounds like you’re challenging me. My hands are itching for a fight,” Rias said, setting down her cup after eating a few snacks.

A dangerous smile crossed her face.

“Just what I wanted, Rias,” Akeno replied, accepting the challenge with a chuckle.

Without hesitation, they stood, activated a teleportation circle, and left the villa for a duel elsewhere.

“Roy, you should take it easy,” Asia said, her voice full of concern.

“I’ve heard overdoing it when you’re young can cause problems later.”

Roy couldn’t help but smile at her earnestness.

Ravel sipped her tea quietly, blushing and stealing glances at Roy.

“Raynare, Mittelt, make Roy some coffee. Make it strong,” Koneko glanced expressionlessly.

Roy groaned inwardly.

Coffee? Seriously?

For the next few days, Roy settled into a normal routine.

Compared to fighting monsters daily in the dungeon, this calm life felt relaxing.

In an empty classroom in the old schoolhouse, the sound of clashing echoed.

Within seconds, two swords collided dozens of times, stirring gusts of wind.

While monitoring Issei, Kiba used his free time to spar with Roy, aiming to hone his swordsmanship.

Roy had agreed to these sessions long ago and readily accepted Kiba’s request for a match.

Kiba’s eyes were sharp and intense, his sword strikes swift and fierce, each move carrying a desire to overwhelm his opponent.

Roy casually deflected Kiba’s attack and struck his wrist with the flat of his blade, forcing Kiba to drop his sword in pain.

“Let’s stop here,” Roy lowerd his weapon.

“Kiba, what’s going on with you?”

Kiba’s performance today was off. His moves were overly aggressive, almost as if he were fighting a mortal enemy.

“It’s nothing,” Kiba replied, shaking his head with a somber expression. He picked up his dropped sword, forcing a smile.

“You were fighting like I killed your family. That’s not nothing.”

“It’s just that I’m a bit off today. I’ll adjust soon,” Kiba replied, sheathing his sword.

“Don’t you consider me a friend?” Roy pressed, raising a slight eyebrow.

Kiba sighed. “I just recalled some things from my past. It’s put me in a bad mood.”

He didn’t elaborate, but added, “Sorry for worrying you over something small.”

“Alright, as long as you’re fine.”

He planned to ask Issei later, since Kiba had been staying with him recently.

After training, Roy returned to class, found Issei, and pulled him to a quiet corner.

“Do you know what’s up with Kiba? He seems off.”

“You noticed too?” Issei exclaimed.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with him. When he trains me, it feels like he’s trying to kill me. I’ve nearly died a few times!”

As a newly reincarnated devil, Issei’s strength was lacking, so Kiba, playing the mentor, taught him basic combat skills for self defense.

“When did it start?” Roy asked.

Issei thought hard. “It started after he saw a childhood photo of me. His face got all gloomy.”

“That pretty boy with that scary look? Freaked me out,” Issei added. “I think it’s related.”

“A photo?”

“Wait, I’ll show you,” Pulling out his phone and scrolling through his gallery.

He showed Roy a picture of two kids: a young Issei and another child holding a cloth wrapped sword, with only part of the hilt visible.

Even from that glimpse, Roy could tell the sword was no ordinary weapon.

“Holy sword,” Roy recognized it.

Based on his knowledge, the child was likely Irina, and the sword was a holy sword.

No wonder Kiba’s mood was off. His past trauma with holy swords explained his reaction.

“Holy sword?” Issei knew the term from games but not in reality.

“I think I know why Kiba’s acting strange,” Roy said. “For now, avoid going out at night. Stay home as much as possible.”

“Is it dangerous?” Issei asked, a chill running down his spine.

“Not sure, just a hunch,” Roy said bluntly. “But it’s likely. A low class devil like you would be cannon fodder.”

Kokabiel seemed to have chosen Kuoh Town as the testing ground for the holy sword project.

“I’ll stay home! No way I’m going out at night!” Issei promised fervently.

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