Chương 40: Chapter 41: Off Course [R18+]

The expected notification did little to disrupt Qingqiu's rhythm of conquest. After finally removing Himejima Akeno's last purple armors, he reluctantly parted from her lips.

Himejima Akeno's eyes shimmered like spring water, her face flushed with rosy hues, her breath laced with desire. Her fair body lay bare, save for the smooth black stockings on her long, slender legs. Qingqiu removed his shirt, loosened his belt, and traced his hands from her delicate black-stockinged feet up to her thighs.

Lingering on the silken stockings, he parted her legs, positioning them at his waist.

"Little... Little Aki..." Himejima Akeno panted, her pale hand pressing against Qingqiu's abdomen. "I... I never said... we could go this far..."

Qingqiu didn't respond verbally. Instead, he leaned down, capturing her lips once more, silencing her objections with a deep kiss. After a fervent kiss, he moved downward, enveloping the tip of her full, white mound.

Licking, sucking, nibbling...

The pink buds quivered under his ministrations. Himejima Akeno wanted to escape yet couldn't bear to leave the newfound pleasure. Qingqiu's hand at her thigh refused to be left behind, teasing her slick petals and swollen bud. He cautiously inserted a finger along the heated flow...

"Mm... uh... mmm—"

Himejima Akeno trembled, instinctively wrapping her black-stockinged legs around Qingqiu's waist, her arms encircling his neck. After a long, alluring moan, she lay limp on the couch, utterly incapable of resistance.

Qingqiu sat up, smearing the slick moisture across Himejima Akeno's abdomen. "Akeno-senpai, you've had your pleasure. Isn't it my turn now?"

Discarding his pants alongside his shirt, Little Qingqiu finally emerged, ready for action. Himejima Akeno knew if she didn't assert herself, she'd be thoroughly ravished. Yet her softened body and lingering ecstasy left her unwilling to resist.

Qingqiu's hands shifted from her lower back, lifting her supple flesh. With a gentle push, her pliant body moved effortlessly. Little Qingqiu stood at the threshold, waiting for the command to breach the gates.

"Whine~~"

She turned her head aside with a soft whimper, arms crossed, hiding her crimson cheeks with her alabaster hands. Not looking, not listening, not speaking. An inviting, yielding pose.

Qingqiu didn't hesitate, embracing her heated body, bowing, thrusting...

"Ah-hem! Ah-hem!"

Startled, Qingqiu instinctively glanced to the side. His waist dipped, settling into a soft, voluptuous sensation. Comfortable, but something felt off. Looking down, he realized Little Qingqiu had missed its mark.

Distracted by glancing at Rias, Qingqiu had gone astray.

Little Qingqiu nestled snugly between warm, plush cheeks, held firmly by the equally startled Himejima Akeno, unable to move. Qingqiu lay atop Himejima Akeno, stifling the urge to squirm. "Pre... President and Koneko, good afternoon..."

Koneko Toujou: "Tsk."

She spat disdainfully, turning her blushing face away. Despite not wanting to sully her eyes with such indecency, Koneko couldn't help but steal glances. With everyone's focus on Qingqiu, her peeks went unnoticed.

Qingqiu chuckled awkwardly, turning to the red-haired, busty demon. "President, perhaps you should step out for a moment?"

Rias: ...

Step out, so you can continue harassing my first servant?

Rias hadn't yet thought of a way to alleviate the awkwardness and rescue Himejima Akeno when Qingqiu suddenly took flight. His view spun from overhead to upright—creamy skin replaced by the familiar ceiling.

Thud—

Dazed, Qingqiu lay sprawled on the red carpet, a pillar of determination, utterly disoriented. Nearby, Himejima Akeno slowly retracted her long black-stockinged leg, feigning calm as she greeted Rias and Koneko.

The shock had disrupted her descent into depravity, replaced by a flush of shame and anger. Especially after hearing Qingqiu's shameless suggestion, embarrassment took over, and she inadvertently kicked him off.

Rias and Koneko exchanged glances, noting Qingqiu's resilience. A little perverted, but with reason to be. His endowment had left them wide-eyed...

Tsk, what am I thinking...

Both quickly averted their gazes, hiding any trace of interest. Composed, they locked the image of Qingqiu in their memories, then turned to the blushing, fumbling Himejima Akeno.

"Akeno..." Rias couldn't help but point out, "Your panties are on backward..."

Himejima Akeno froze, crouching, hugging her knees, burying her face—a seamless motion.

No face left to show...

"Heh."

The white-haired loli let out an involuntary laugh.

"Sorry, I didn't mean... haha..."

The usually composed, cunning Himejima Akeno revealing such an awkward side was too amusing.

Rias almost joined in, stopping only when she sensed Himejima Akeno's resentful gaze buried in her arms.

"Alright, Akeno, Koneko didn't mean it."

Himejima Akeno: "..."

Was that supposed to comfort me or stab me in the back?

Her resentment grew, almost forming a mask of malevolence. Sensing the tension, Rias quickly changed the topic.

"Little Aki, stop playing dead and get up."

"Oh..."

Qingqiu responded listlessly, so close—just a bit more—and he would've succeeded. How could it have gone off course? Why did it?

He stood, rubbing the red footprint on his chest, unable to fathom how things went awry. Himejima Akeno, though embarrassed, had controlled her strength, leaving only redness, without any bruising.

"Put that ugly thing away," Rias said, exasperated. "If you don't, I'll confiscate it."

Ugly? And it's not like I can wear pants in this state...

Qingqiu glanced at his defiant Little Qingqiu, grumbling to himself. Seeing Rias's growing impatience, he reluctantly pulled on his pants, despite the situation. He wouldn't mind Rias confiscating Little Qingqiu with her enticing body, but that clearly wasn't her intention, and he didn't want to find out if she had any strange spells.

Before Rias could finish her sentence, Qingqiu had already picked up his shirt and put it on. Little Qingqiu didn't cause any trouble this time, but in his haste earlier, he had torn several buttons, leaving him looking disheveled and post-incident.

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