Returner in DxD

Kousuke Igarashi POV

As I approached Tsubaki's presented form, I saw her body trembling with anticipation, her skin flushed a pretty pink from the heat of her arousal. Her hips were raised high, her back arched beautifully, and the curve of her ass looked absolutely divine—round, firm, and inviting. Between her parted thighs, her glistening slit beckoned, dripping with desire.

Behind us, Yasaka—still basking in the afterglow of her own climax—rolled onto her side with a languid smile. Her golden eyes gleamed with approval as she reached out, running her fingers over Tsubaki's plush rear before giving it an appreciative squeeze.

"Mmm, look at her, Kousuke," she purred. "She's so eager for you… desperate to be filled up like I was. Don't keep her waiting, stud."

I took my place behind Tsubaki, gripping her hips firmly as I lined myself up. Her slick warmth radiated against the tip of my cock, making my breath catch. With one smooth motion, I pushed forward, burying myself to the hilt inside her welcoming heat.

"A-Aah! You're still so big…!" Tsubaki gasped, her body shuddering as her tight walls clamped down around me. Her breath hitched, her back arching even higher as I filled her completely.

I groaned at the sensation—she was perfect. Hot, wet, and snug around me. I set a steady rhythm, my hips slapping against her ass with every thrust. The room quickly filled with the lewd sounds of our coupling: the wet slap of skin on skin, the soft creaking of the bed beneath us, and Tsubaki's breathless moans rising higher with each deep stroke.

Tsubaki rocked her hips back to meet my thrusts, her motions fluid and sensual, every movement begging for more. Yasaka, watching the show with a hunger of her own, slid her hand between her thighs, her fingers circling her clit lazily as she moaned.

Her other hand found Tsubaki's swaying breasts, cupping them with gentle reverence before she began rolling and teasing her stiff nipples between her fingers.

"Just like that, Kousuke," Yasaka whispered, her voice thick with desire. "Fuck her hard. Make her scream for you. I want to see her unravel."

Driven by her words, I leaned forward, pressing my chest to Tsubaki's slick back. My lips brushed her ear as I whispered, "You feel so good, Tsubaki. So tight… so perfect."

She whimpered, her hands clenching the sheets as I reached around and found her swollen clit. I rubbed it in firm, deliberate circles, feeling the tremble in her legs as pleasure surged through her body.

"Cum for me," I growled. "I want to feel you clench around my cock. Milk me dry."

Tsubaki's moans turned into breathless cries, her body quivering beneath me. I kept up my rhythm, pounding into her harder, deeper, our hips colliding in rhythmic slaps. My hand on her clit didn't let up, coaxing her higher and higher until she was trembling uncontrollably.

"Ahh—K-Kousuke! Y-Yes! Don't stop—I'm… I'm cumming!"

Her voice broke into a scream of ecstasy as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her inner walls fluttered and clenched, milking my cock with desperate intensity. Her whole body shook as she collapsed forward, panting, moaning, and sobbing in pleasure.

The sight of her completely undone sent fire racing through my veins.

I drove into her harder, chasing my own release. Her tight, spasming heat was too much to bear. My balls tightened, and with a hoarse growl, I slammed into her one last time and came hard—thick, hot ropes of cum spilling deep inside her trembling body.

Behind us, Yasaka let out a sharp cry, her fingers plunging deep into her own soaking cunt as she tipped into another orgasm, her back arching off the bed. Her breasts heaved as she gasped, her thighs trembling from the aftershocks.

Our combined moans filled the room, the very air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. The bed creaked beneath our bodies, but none of us cared. It was perfect—raw, wild, and deeply satisfying.

As the last pulses of release faded, I collapsed forward, resting against Tsubaki's back, still buried inside her. I peppered her shoulder and nape with gentle kisses, stroking her hips with slow, affectionate hands.

Yasaka crawled close and curled around us, her arm draping possessively over Tsubaki's waist and resting atop my hand on her belly. Her voice was soft, sated.

"You've outdone yourself again, Kousuke…"

I smiled, unable to find the strength to speak, but the warm glow in my chest said enough. I held them both close, letting the silence stretch around us like a blanket.

But just as the afterglow began to settle, Tsubaki stirred. She pulled forward with a breathless laugh, then flipped herself onto her hands and knees again—her glistening ass raised high, her hips swaying playfully.

She looked back over her shoulder, her heterochromic eyes smoldering.

"You didn't think we were done yet… did you?"

My cock twitched in response, already beginning to stir at the sight of her flushed, inviting body. Yasaka chuckled softly beside me, running her fingers down my chest as she pressed a kiss to my neck.

"Well then," she murmured, voice husky, "I guess we'll just have to keep him busy a little longer."

The night stretched on, filled with breathless moans, tangled limbs, and the sweet ache of pleasure revisited again and again. No one held back, no one counted how many times. The world outside ceased to exist—just the three of us lost in each other until exhaustion finally claimed us.

...

The Next Morning.

Warm sunlight filtered through the curtains, painting soft golden rays across the rumpled sheets. I stirred slowly, my body heavy and pleasantly sore, caught between the lingering warmth of my lovers on either side of me.

Tsubaki was nestled close against my chest, her breathing slow and even, while Yasaka lay curled up at my back, one leg draped over mine possessively.

I smiled faintly, brushing a strand of hair from Tsubaki's face and letting the peaceful moment linger.

But even in the silence, my thoughts drifted—not to the passion of the night before, but to the quiet confession I had heard just a day earlier. Akeno's voice, hesitant but resolute, echoed in my memory.

"I know it's wrong… but I think I'm falling for you."

I exhaled slowly.

I had to tell them—Tsubaki and Yasaka, they are my girlfriends after all. They deserved the truth. I couldn't keep pretending nothing had changed.

Not when things already had.