The first thing I felt when I woke up wasn't the warm sunlight creeping through the windows.
It was something… wet.
Hot.
Moving.
My eyes cracked open lazily, still heavy with sleep. I blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the morning light, and looked down toward the source of the feeling.
What I saw almost made me chuckle.
Rias.
There she was, under the covers, her crimson hair spilling across my stomach like a silk sheet. Her pretty pink lips were wrapped tightly around my morning wood, her cheeks hollowing with every slow suck.
She noticed me watching—but instead of stopping or getting flustered, her sapphire eyes just looked up at me, half-lidded and sultry.
And she kept going.
Damn… what a way to start the day.
Last night, despite the tension between us, we hadn't actually crossed the line.
I could've taken her virginity—Rias had made that very clear. She was ready. Willing. Practically begging.
But I didn't.
Not yet.
There were still things to settle first: Aika. Mittelt. Asia.
If I took Rias now… everything would tilt out of balance. Not to mention, Grayfia might have actually stormed into the room if she thought I was seriously claiming Rias then and there.
The only reason she didn't interrupt last night was because I let her see just enough… and because I didn't go all the way.
Still, that didn't mean Rias and I had just cuddled innocently either.
Far from it.
We did plenty of other things. Teasing. Kissing. Touching. Exploring. Testing limits neither of us had dared cross before.
And apparently, Rias hadn't gotten enough.
Not that I'm complaining.
A soft pop echoed in the room as she briefly pulled off me, trailing her tongue along the side of my shaft before taking me back in, slow and deep.
I growled low in my throat, my hand reaching down to thread through her silky hair.
She gave a soft hum of approval as I gently pushed her head down a little further.
No resistance.
No hesitation.
She just let me use her mouth however I pleased, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Good girl.
I wasn't going to last long like this, not with the way she was working her tongue and lips, not after the teasing and build-up from last night.
The pressure was already starting to build in my core.
I tightened my grip on her hair slightly, guiding her rhythm as my breathing grew heavier.
I was right at the edge—ready to release—
When the door swung open with a loud clack.
"Malrik, are you awake—?"
A voice. Sweet. Innocent. Full of sunshine.
I turned my head.
It was Asia.
Standing in the doorway.
In her pajamas.
Holding a tray with what looked like breakfast—eggs, toast, and fresh fruit—balanced carefully in her hands.
Her bright green eyes locked onto the scene in front of her.
Me, shirtless, lying back on the bed.
Rias, completely naked under the sheets, her head bobbing up and down under the covers, very clearly busy.
Asia froze.
Her face went bright red in a split second—almost cartoonishly so.
"Ah… ahh…" she stammered, her brain short-circuiting as the tray wobbled dangerously in her hands. "W-what is… Rias-san doing… here…?"
Rias paused for half a second.
She didn't stop.
She just kept sucking—maybe even going a little harder—like she was fully aware that Asia was standing there gawking at us and simply didn't care.
In fact, I could feel the subtle smirk against my skin.
This little minx…
I gave Rias a light tap on the head, more teasing than commanding, and she finally pulled back, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. Her cheeks were flushed, but her eyes were full of mischief.
She sat up slowly, letting the blanket fall from her body, completely exposing herself without an ounce of shame.
Asia squeaked, dropping the tray with a loud crash, scrambled to grab the pieces, and spun around so fast I thought she might give herself whiplash.
"I-I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to—! I didn't see anything—! I mean, I saw but I didn't mean to see—!"
She babbled frantically, hands waving, back turned to us as she tried to process what just happened.
Meanwhile, Rias just chuckled softly, running a hand through her hair.
I sat up too, grabbing the sheet and loosely wrapping it around her shoulders, more to keep Asia from fainting than out of modesty.
"Asia," I called, trying to sound at least a little apologetic, "you're fine. Just… maybe knock next time?"
She squeaked again and practically sprinted down the hallway, the sound of her bare feet slapping against the marble floors fading into the distance.
Silence returned.
Then Rias turned to me, smirking.
"You didn't stop me," she teased, her voice sweet and low. "Even when Asia came in."
I shrugged, pulling her into my lap. "You didn't stop either."
She giggled, nuzzling into my neck. "Maybe I wanted her to see a little. Maybe I wanted everyone to know… that I'm yours."
Those words sent a pleasant shiver down my spine.
Mine, huh?
I kissed the top of her head, feeling her body relax against me.
We stayed like that for a while, just holding each other.
Content.
Satisfied.
But deep down, I knew this was just the beginning.
Aika, Mittelt, Asia…
I had plans for all of them.
And now, with Rias openly staking her claim, the real fun was about to begin.