Fun In Highschool DxD World

The sight of Grayfia, sprawled across her bed in such a compromising position, had sent a jolt of raw desire through Izashi. He felt a primal urge to claim her, to possess her, to lose himself in the soft curves of her body. He felt like he wouldn't be able to hold onto his body any longer. This feeling was correct. He had to have her.

He moved closer, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet. He reached the side of the bed, his gaze lingering on the smooth expanse of her back, the gentle curve of her spine leading down to the enticing swell of her buttocks. He got on top of Grayfia's body, his dick pressed against her large ass, his lips pressed near the back of her neck while his hand was tracing the navel visible through the gap between the top and her shorts.

Grayfia stirred slightly as she felt the weight on her back, the warm breath on her neck. Her body seemed to instinctively recognize Izashi's presence, a familiar warmth spreading through her limbs. Yet, a part of her mind, still clinging to the remnants of sleep, tried to resist. 'Wait… what's happening?' she thought groggily. 'I was just… sleeping.'

All of those struggles were put on rest when she heard Izashi's soft whisper, "You seem rather lonely my dear…" The words, spoken in his low, seductive voice, sent a shiver down her spine. The fog of sleep began to dissipate, replaced by a growing awareness of his nearness, his touch.

Grayfia's heart began to beat rapidly as she heard his voice. She felt his lips gently touch the sensitive skin near her neck, sending a wave of warmth through her body. A soft moan escaped her lips, a sound of both surprise and pleasure. "Mhmm~mhm~" she murmured, her voice still thick with sleep.

His dick was grinding against her ass, a clear indication of his intentions. She didn't even need to say anything as Izashi started to rub her ass with his hand. He rubbed it in a circular way, arousing Grayfia as well. The rhythmic motion, the pressure of his body against hers, was awakening a familiar heat within her. 'Oh… it's Izashi,' she thought, a wave of warmth spreading through her. 'Of course it is.'

Izashi didn't delay a second longer. He knew what he wanted, and he knew Grayfia wouldn't resist for long. He started fucking her, his thrusts deep and powerful. He didn't show her any mercy and was going to fuck her badly and using her sexy body as he pleased. The initial surprise gave way to a surge of pure sensation.

Grayfia gasped, her eyes fluttering open. The world swam into focus, the reality of the situation crashing down on her. 'He's… he's really doing it,' she thought, a mixture of excitement and apprehension swirling within her. 'Right now? Like this?'

Izashi continued his relentless assault, his thrusts growing deeper, more insistent. He reached around, his hands cupping her breasts, his fingers kneading the soft flesh. He fondled her breasts aggressively, squeezing and teasing her nipples, eliciting soft moans from her. He spanked her buttocks, his hand leaving a faint red mark on her pale skin, just to please himself. The sting of the spanks mixed with the deep thrusts of his cock sent shivers of pleasure through her.

"Izashi…" she whispered, her voice barely audible. The name was a plea, a mixture of both protest and invitation.

"That's right, Grayfia," Izashi growled, his voice low and dominant. "Take it. Take every inch of me."

He continued to thrust into her, his movements becoming more and more frantic. He grabbed her hips, pulling her closer, his fingers digging into her flesh. He moved his head down, biting her neck, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her.

Grayfia's initial hesitation melted away, replaced by a growing wave of desire. She arched her back, pressing herself against him, meeting his thrusts with her own movements. The combination of his rough handling and the deep penetration was driving her wild. 'This feels… incredible,' she thought, her mind beginning to cloud with pleasure. 'I shouldn't be enjoying this so much… but I can't help it.'

Izashi continued his relentless assault, his every touch, every thrust, designed to push her closer to the edge. He whispered dirty words in her ear, his voice low and seductive, further fueling her arousal.

"You're such a good little slut, Grayfia," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. "Just begging for my cock."

Grayfia moaned in response, her body trembling with anticipation. The words, though crude, sent a thrill through her. She knew she was his plaything, his sex slave, and she reveled in the role.

Izashi continued his relentless assault, his thrusts growing deeper, more insistent. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to look him in the eyes. His gaze was intense, burning with lust.

"Look at me, Grayfia," he growled, his voice low and dominant. "Look at me while I fuck you."

Grayfia met his gaze, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and desire. She had never seen him so intense, so demanding. But she couldn't look away. She was completely captivated by him, completely under his control.

Izashi continued to thrust into her, his movements becoming more and more frantic. He could feel her tightening around him, her body trembling with anticipation. He knew she was close, and he pushed her even harder, determined to bring her to the edge.

Finally, Grayfia's body began to convulse, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She cried out, her voice filled with pure ecstasy. She had reached her peak, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm.

Izashi, feeling her release, thrust even deeper, his own climax building within him. He roared his release, his seed erupting deep inside her, filling her with his warmth.

Even after his explosive orgasm, Izashi didn't immediately withdraw. He remained inside her, his body still trembling from the intensity of their shared experience. He leaned down, kissing her neck softly, his breath hot against her skin.

Grayfia lay beneath him, her body still shaking from the aftershocks of her orgasm. She was completely spent, her mind still reeling from the intensity of the experience. She closed her eyes, a soft smile playing on her lips.

This was just the first round.

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Izashi remained inside Grayfia, savoring the warmth and the lingering tremors of her orgasm. He nuzzled his face against her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. 'Damn, she smells amazing,' he thought, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. 'Even after all that, she's still intoxicating.'

Grayfia lay beneath him, her breath evening out, a soft smile gracing her lips. The initial shock of his sudden assault had long since faded, replaced by a deep sense of contentment. 'Well,' she thought, a hint of amusement in her mind. 'That was… certainly a way to wake up.' She shifted slightly beneath him, her body still sensitive from their intense encounter. 'He really didn't hold back, did he? Not that I'm complaining.'

Izashi felt her movement and lifted his head, his eyes meeting hers. "Enjoying yourself, Grayfia?" he asked, his voice a low purr.

Grayfia met his gaze, a playful glint in her eyes. "As always, Master Izashi," she replied, her voice laced with a hint of sarcasm. "Your methods of waking me are… certainly memorable."

Izashi chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest. "I aim to please," he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He pulled out of her slowly, his gaze lingering on the slick trail of their combined fluids. 'Damn, she's tight,' he thought, a renewed surge of desire coursing through him. 'I could go another round right now.'

Grayfia watched him, her expression a mixture of amusement and anticipation. She knew him well enough to know that he wasn't finished with her yet. 'Here we go again,' she thought, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. 'As if one round was ever going to be enough for him.'

Izashi rolled off her, then quickly flipped her onto her back. He straddled her, his eyes burning with lust. "Now then," he said, his voice low and dominant. "Let's try something a little different."

Grayfia raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "Oh?" she asked, her voice laced with playful challenge. "And what did you have in mind, Master Izashi?"

Izashi leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "I want you on your knees," he whispered, his voice sending shivers down her spine. "Facing the wall."

Grayfia's eyes widened slightly, a mixture of surprise and excitement flickering in her eyes. This was a position they hadn't tried before, one that felt both vulnerable and incredibly arousing. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"As you wish, Master," she murmured, her voice barely audible.

Izashi smirked, then helped her into the desired position. He watched as she knelt on the bed, her hands placed against the wall, her back arched, her buttocks raised invitingly. 'Damn,' he thought, his breath catching in his throat. 'She looks absolutely stunning like this.'

He positioned himself behind her, his erection throbbing against her entrance. He leaned down, whispering in her ear. "Ready, my dear?"

Grayfia moaned softly in response, her body trembling with anticipation. Izashi smirked, then thrust into her, his movements rough and demanding.

"Oh, Izashi!" Grayfia cried out, her voice filled with a mixture of pain and pleasure. The sensation was intense, unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

"That's it, Grayfia," Izashi growled, his voice low and dominant. "Take it like the good little slut you are."

He continued to thrust into her, his movements becoming more and more frantic. He grabbed her hips, pulling her closer, his fingers digging into her flesh. He then moved his head down, biting her neck, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her.

Grayfia's initial hesitation had completely vanished, replaced by a burning desire. She arched her back further, pressing herself against him, meeting his thrusts with her own movements. The combination of his rough handling and the deep penetration was driving her wild. 'This is… amazing,' she thought, her mind beginning to cloud with pleasure. 'I can't believe how much I'm enjoying this.'

Izashi continued his relentless assault, his every touch, every thrust, designed to push her closer to the edge. He whispered more dirty words in her ear, his voice low and seductive, further fueling her arousal.

"You're such a hot little whore, Grayfia," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. "Just begging to be used."

Grayfia moaned in response, her body trembling with anticipation. The words, though crude, sent a thrill through her. She knew she was his plaything, his sex slave, and she reveled in the role. 'He's right,' she thought, a shiver running down her spine. 'I am his whore. And I love it.'

Izashi continued to thrust into her, his movements becoming more and more frantic. He could feel her tightening around him, her body trembling with anticipation. He knew she was close, and he pushed her even harder, determined to bring her to the edge.

Finally, Grayfia's body began to convulse, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She cried out, her voice filled with pure ecstasy. She had reached her peak, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm.

Izashi, feeling her release, thrust even deeper, his own climax building within him. He roared his release, his seed erupting deep inside her, filling her with his warmth.

He pulled out slowly, then turned her around, pulling her into his lap. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with a mixture of lust and affection. Grayfia was breathing heavily, her face flushed, her eyes half-closed. She looked utterly spent, but a small smile played on her lips.

"Did you enjoy that, Grayfia?" Izashi asked, his voice low and intimate.

Grayfia nodded slowly, her eyes meeting his. "Very much, Master Izashi," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Izashi chuckled, then kissed her softly on the lips. "Good," he murmured. "Because we're not finished yet."

He then proceeded to have her assume several more humiliating positions, each one designed to push her further beyond her limits. He made her crawl on the floor like a dog, then made her beg for his cock. He used her breasts as handholds, squeezing and teasing her nipples until they were sore. He spanked her buttocks until they were red and raw.

Throughout it all, Grayfia never once protested. She surrendered completely to his desires, reveling in the raw, animalistic pleasure. She had long since abandoned any pretense of propriety, embracing her true nature as Izashi's willing slave. She moaned, she gasped, she cried out, her voice filled with a mixture of pain and pleasure. She came again and again, each orgasm more intense than the last.

Izashi, fueled by her enthusiastic response, continued his relentless assault. He was completely lost in the moment, his mind consumed by lust. He fucked her in every way imaginable, pushing her further and further beyond her limits.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Izashi felt his own energy beginning to wane. He pulled out of Grayfia, his body trembling with exhaustion. He looked down at her, her body flushed, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She was utterly spent, her eyes half-closed, a look of blissful exhaustion on her face.

He knew she couldn't take any more. He had pushed her to her limits, and beyond. He gently stroked her hair, a wave of tenderness washing over him.

"That's enough for now, Grayfia," he murmured, his voice softening. "You've been a good girl."

Grayfia moaned softly in response, her body relaxing beneath his touch. She was too exhausted to speak, but her expression spoke volumes. She had thoroughly enjoyed their time together, every rough touch, every dirty word, every intense orgasm. She was his whore, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

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