Fun In Highschool DxD World

The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a soft, golden light across the room. Izashi stirred awake, his body still thrumming with the residual energy from the previous night. As his eyes fluttered open, they immediately fell on the figure beside him—Yubelluna, her naked body nestled close to his, her face peaceful in sleep. The events of the night before were not just memories—they were vivid, indelible marks on his mind.

He could still hear her cries of pleasure echoing in his ears, her body trembling beneath him as they had indulged in each other's desires, again and again, well into the night. Yubelluna had been an enigma—reserved, yet deeply passionate when her walls crumbled. And crumbled they had, with every thrust, every touch. By the time the night was over, they were no longer two separate entities but had become one, lost in the throes of intense, primal satisfaction.

Izashi chuckled to himself as he carefully slid out of bed, making sure not to disturb Yubelluna. Her surprise at his prowess had been amusing at first, but as the night wore on and her surprise turned to unbridled lust, it had become a heady aphrodisiac. They had gone at it like animals, like two beings who couldn't get enough of each other. It was a side of himself he rarely indulged, but with Yubelluna, it had felt natural.

He stood at the side of the bed for a moment, admiring the way her body looked bathed in the morning light—her ample curves, the swell of her breasts rising and falling with each breath, and the satisfied smile on her lips as she slept. He hadn't originally chosen her from Riser's peerage for this, but now he was glad he had. She had proven herself to be more than just a beautiful addition; she was powerful, and with the boost from his Evil Piece, he was certain she could hold her own against formidable opponents like Koneko or Kiba. Maybe even Akeno, as long as she didn't use her Holy Lightning.

But beyond her power, there was something more—a raw, sensual allure that Izashi found irresistible. Yubelluna's seductive body had been impossible to ignore, and last night had only solidified his decision. He wasn't the type to pass up on an opportunity, especially not one as tantalizing as her.

With a final glance at her sleeping form, Izashi dressed quickly and quietly, slipping out of the room. He had plans, and he wasn't going to take Yubelluna with him to Kuoh just yet. The school year was already well underway, and even though the Gremory House wielded significant influence, it would be complicated to enroll her mid-term. No, for now, she would stay here. Once he had his own residence set up in Kuoh, she could join him there—his private mansion, where his harem would live in comfort and luxury.

The thought brought a smirk to his lips as he made his way through the Gremory estate. The mansion was grand, as befitting one of the most powerful Devil families, but Izashi had his own ideas for what his home should be. He envisioned a place not just of grandeur but of personal significance, a sanctuary where he and his women could live freely, away from prying eyes.

As he walked down the hall, lost in his thoughts, he nearly bumped into Grayfia, who was moving with her usual grace and efficiency. She paused when she saw him, a slight smile touching her lips.

"Izashi-sama," she greeted him with her usual composed tone. "Zeoticus-sama mentioned that you're free to return to the human world today. He's completed the necessary formalities."

Izashi didn't let her finish. With a devilish grin, he stepped forward, capturing her lips in a deep, sudden kiss. Grayfia's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly melted into him, her body responding despite her initial shock. Izashi's hands roamed down her back, settling on her perfectly shaped ass, squeezing gently as he pulled her closer.

Grayfia's composure, usually unshakeable, began to crumble under his touch. She broke the kiss, her breath coming in soft pants as she whispered, "Master, someone may see us here."

Izashi smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Isn't that what makes it exciting? I can already tell you're getting turned on by the risk." His voice was a low, seductive murmur as he started kissing her neck, his hands continuing their exploration of her voluptuous body.

Grayfia bit her lip, trying to hold back the soft moan that threatened to escape her lips. Izashi was right—there was something thrilling about the possibility of being caught, something that made her heart race even faster. She had never been this reckless before, but with Izashi, all her reservations seemed to melt away.

Izashi's hands moved with deliberate slowness, his fingers teasing the sensitive skin of her thighs, slipping beneath the fabric of her skirt. Grayfia shivered, her resolve weakening as his touch ignited a fire deep within her. She wanted to resist, to maintain her dignity, but the desire coursing through her veins was too strong.

"Izashi-sama, we should—" she started, but her words were cut off by another searing kiss, his tongue slipping past her lips to deepen the connection. Grayfia's knees nearly buckled, and she clung to him for support, her mind swimming in a haze of lust and need.

Izashi finally pulled back, his breathing heavy as he gazed into her eyes. "Alright," he said with a wicked grin, "I suppose we should stop for now. Wouldn't want to get interrupted, after all."

Grayfia nodded, trying to steady her racing heart, but as if on cue, Sirzechs appeared at the end of the hall, his face lighting up with a warm smile when he saw Izashi.

"Izashi-chan! Good morning!" Sirzechs greeted, completely oblivious to the heated moment that had just taken place. "I just finished some paperwork for the marriage between you and Ravel. Had to take care of some big brother duties, you know."

Izashi shot Grayfia a knowing look before turning back to Sirzechs with a grin. "Morning, big brother. I see, thanks for handling that. But, I was actually about to show Grayfia a new move I've been working on. She helped me develop it, so I wanted her feedback."

Sirzechs's curiosity was piqued. "A new move, huh? I'd love to see it. I use the Power of Destruction too, so maybe I can offer some tips."

Izashi chuckled, already expecting this response. "You'll see it, but not yet. I'm saving it as a surprise for your birthday next month. Trust me, you'll be impressed."

Sirzechs laughed heartily, clearly pleased with the idea. "I'll hold you to that, Izashi-chan!"

Without waiting for further discussion, Izashi took Grayfia's hand and started leading her away. "Come on, sis, we don't have much time. Big brother's birthday is right around the corner."

Grayfia followed him, her hand trembling slightly in his grasp. She knew exactly what was about to happen, and the thrill of it sent a jolt of anticipation through her. Sirzechs watched them go, shaking his head with a smile, completely unaware of what was really going on.

Once they were out of sight, Izashi didn't waste any time. He led Grayfia into Rias's room, closing the door behind them. The moment it shut, he had her pinned against the wall, his lips capturing hers in a heated kiss, his hands roaming over her body with an almost desperate need.

Grayfia moaned softly into his mouth, her body responding instantly to his touch. She could feel the heat pooling between her legs, her panties already soaked with arousal. The fact that Sirzechs was just down the hall, oblivious to what was happening, only made it more exciting.

Izashi's hands slipped beneath her skirt, his fingers finding their way to her soaked panties. He grinned against her lips as he felt how wet she was. "You really are turned on, aren't you?" he teased, his voice low and rough with desire.

Grayfia blushed, her usual calm demeanor completely shattered. "I… I can't help it," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Good," Izashi replied, his fingers teasing her through the fabric. "I like you like this. Vulnerable, needy… mine."

He lifted her easily, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the bed. Grayfia's heart pounded in her chest as he laid her down, his body hovering over hers, his eyes dark with lust. She could feel the hard length of him pressing against her thigh, and it made her shiver with anticipation.

Izashi didn't waste time with pleasantries. He tugged her panties down, discarding them carelessly as he positioned himself between her legs. Grayfia gasped as she felt the tip of his cock pressing against her entrance, her body instinctively arching up to meet him.

"Please, Izashi-sama," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "Take me…"

Izashi thrust into Grayfia with unrelenting force, each movement a raw display of power and dominance. His hips slammed against hers, sending jolts of pleasure through her body with every deep, merciless stroke. Grayfia could barely breathe, her mind lost in the overwhelming sensation of being filled so completely, so violently. She had always been composed, always controlled—known for her grace and calm, but here, with Izashi, all of that melted away. She was nothing but a trembling, panting mess beneath him.

"Grayfia," Izashi growled, his voice thick with lust. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her even closer as he plunged into her again and again. "You're mine, aren't you? Only mine."

Grayfia could only nod, her voice lost in the haze of pleasure. She felt every inch of him inside her, stretching her in ways she hadn't thought possible. His size, his strength—it was intoxicating, and she found herself unable to resist the waves of desire that crashed over her.

"Yes, Master," she finally gasped out, her voice broken by the sheer intensity of what she was feeling. "I'm yours… only yours…"

Izashi smirked at her words, his pace quickening as he leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Good girl."

He pulled out suddenly, leaving her empty and wanting. Grayfia let out a soft whimper of protest, her body aching for more, but Izashi wasn't done yet. He flipped her onto her stomach with a swift, fluid motion, pressing her down into the bed as he spread her legs once again. This time, his hands moved up her body, grabbing a fistful of her long silver hair and pulling her head back.

"You like it rough, don't you?" he whispered, his voice dripping with amusement as he thrust into her from behind, even harder than before. Grayfia gasped, her back arching as the new position sent shockwaves of pleasure through her.

"Yes… I-I do," she admitted, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts. Her body rocked with each of his powerful thrusts, her mind teetering on the edge of ecstasy. The sheer force of his movements left her dizzy, overwhelmed by the intensity of it all.

Izashi's hand reached around, grabbing her breast and squeezing roughly. Her full, voluptuous chest bounced with every thrust, each slap of their bodies making her shudder. He groped her mercilessly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he used her body for his own pleasure.

"These… they're perfect," Izashi growled, kneading her breasts like they were his personal playthings. "You're so fucking perfect, Grayfia."

Grayfia moaned at his words, her mind swimming in the pleasure-pain combination of his rough touch and his relentless thrusts. She could barely think, could barely comprehend anything but the burning need for release. Her body ached, her breasts heavy in his hands as he continued to pound into her from behind.

Suddenly, he slowed, pulling out of her once more. Before she could protest, Izashi flipped her over again, his hands pushing her back against the bed. He crawled up her body, his eyes dark and hungry as he looked down at her flushed, trembling form.

"Use those beautiful tits of yours," he commanded, his voice a low, authoritative growl. "Show me how much you want to please me."

Grayfia's eyes widened, her breath hitching at his words, but she nodded obediently. Her hands moved to her breasts, lifting them up to cradle his throbbing erection between them. Izashi grinned, pleased with how quickly she complied. He moved his hips forward, sliding his cock between the soft, pillowy mounds of her breasts, and began thrusting.

The sensation of his hardness pressing between her breasts sent shivers down Grayfia's spine. She squeezed her breasts together, creating a tight, warm channel for him to move through. Her heart raced as she gazed up at him, watching the look of satisfaction on his face as he used her.

"That's it," Izashi groaned, his voice thick with pleasure as he pumped his cock between her breasts. "You're so fucking good at this, Grayfia."

Grayfia's cheeks flushed, her body tingling with a strange mixture of humiliation and arousal. She could feel the heat radiating from his cock as it slid between her breasts, the tip brushing against her chin with each thrust. She parted her lips, her tongue flicking out to taste him as he moved, and Izashi let out a low growl of approval.

"Good girl," he praised, his hands tangling in her hair as he guided her head closer. "Now use that mouth of yours, too."

Grayfia didn't hesitate. She opened her mouth wide, taking him in as he thrust forward, his cock filling her mouth in one swift motion. She gagged slightly, but quickly adjusted, her lips closing around his length as she began to suck, her tongue swirling around the tip.

Izashi groaned, his head falling back in pleasure as Grayfia worked her mouth around him, her tongue teasing and licking as she took him deeper. Her hands continued to press her breasts together, creating a tight, perfect grip around him as he thrust between her soft mounds and into her eager mouth.

"Fuck, Grayfia," Izashi groaned, his hips moving faster now, his thrusts becoming more erratic as the pleasure built inside him. "You look so good like this… using your tits and your mouth to make me feel good. You're such a good little slut for me."

Grayfia moaned around his cock, her body burning with desire at his words. She loved the way he commanded her, the way he took control and made her his. She wanted to please him, wanted to give him everything he asked for.

Her hands squeezed tighter around her breasts as she sucked harder, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, tasting the salty sweetness of him. Izashi groaned, his grip tightening in her hair as he thrust into her mouth with more force, his cock sliding in and out of her lips with a slick, wet sound.

Grayfia's throat tightened as he pushed deeper, but she didn't pull away. She wanted to take all of him, wanted to prove to him that she could handle whatever he gave her. Her eyes watered as he pushed further down her throat, her body trembling with the effort to keep up with his relentless pace.

But she didn't falter. She wanted him to know just how much she craved him, how much she loved being used by him. Her body ached for release, but she didn't care. All that mattered was pleasing him, making him feel as good as he made her feel.

Izashi's breathing grew ragged, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he neared his climax. Grayfia could feel him tensing, could hear the low growl in his throat as he pushed deeper into her mouth, his cock throbbing between her lips.

With a final, deep thrust, he groaned loudly, his cock pulsing as he came, filling her mouth with his hot seed. Grayfia swallowed eagerly, her tongue lapping at him as she cleaned him off, savoring the taste of him on her tongue.

Izashi pulled back, his breathing heavy as he looked down at her with a satisfied grin. "You did well," he said, his voice low and rough. "You're perfect, Grayfia."

Grayfia smiled, her body trembling with exhaustion and satisfaction. She had pleased him, and that was all that mattered. But she wasn't done yet. She wanted more—needed more.

"Master…" she whispered, her voice soft and needy as she looked up at him with pleading eyes. "Please… I want more…"

Izashi chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he looked down at her. "You're insatiable, aren't you?"

Grayfia nodded, her body aching for him, craving the feeling of him inside her again. She needed it, needed to feel that connection, that raw, primal pleasure that only he could give her.

"Alright," Izashi said with a smirk, his hands sliding down her body, caressing her soft skin as he moved between her legs once more. "But I'm not going to go easy on you."

Grayfia shivered in anticipation, her heart racing as she spread her legs wide, inviting him in. She wanted him to take her, to ravage her like he had before. She didn't care if it hurt, didn't care if it was rough. All she wanted was him.

Izashi positioned himself at her entrance, his cock already hard and ready once more. He grinned down at her, his eyes dark with lust as he thrust into her in one powerful motion, burying himself deep inside her.

Grayfia cried out, her back arching off the bed as he filled her completely, his cock stretching her in ways that left her breathless. Her hands clawed at the sheets as he began to move, his thrusts hard and fast, each one hitting deeper than the last.

Izashi showed no mercy, his pace relentless as he pounded into her, his hips slamming against hers with a force that left her gasping for air. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer as he took her harder, faster, pushing her to the edge of ecstasy.

Grayfia's body trembled, her mind lost in the overwhelming sensation of being completely dominated by him. She couldn't think, couldn't focus on anything but the intense pleasure that coursed through her with every thrust.

"Izashi-sama…!" she cried out, her voice breaking as she felt her orgasm building, the pleasure coiling tighter and tight within her until she could barely stand it. Her nails dug into the sheets, her body arching and writhing beneath him as the tension built to an unbearable peak.

Izashi watched her with a predatory grin, his eyes never leaving her face as he drove her closer and closer to the edge. He loved seeing her like this—completely undone, lost in the pleasure he was giving her. It was intoxicating, and it only made him want to take her harder, rougher.

"You're close, aren't you?" he whispered, his voice a low, dangerous growl. His hips snapped against hers, each thrust a powerful, deliberate movement designed to drive her wild. "Come for me, Grayfia. Let me see you fall apart."

Grayfia's body tightened, her muscles clenching around him as the pleasure became too much to bear. She could feel the heat building inside her, a white-hot intensity that threatened to consume her completely. Her breath came in short, desperate gasps as she teetered on the brink of release.

And then, with one final, deep thrust, Izashi pushed her over the edge.

Grayfia's world exploded in a blinding wave of ecstasy, her body convulsing as the orgasm ripped through her. She cried out, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain as she shattered beneath him, her body trembling with the force of her release.

Izashi didn't stop, didn't slow down. He continued to thrust into her, driving her through the waves of her orgasm, pushing her higher and higher until she thought she might lose her mind from the intensity of it all. Her vision blurred, her thoughts scattered, and all she could do was hold on as he took her over and over again.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Grayfia's body went limp, her muscles giving out as the last remnants of her orgasm faded away. She lay there, panting and trembling, her mind completely blank from the overwhelming pleasure she had just experienced.

Izashi grinned down at her, his eyes filled with satisfaction as he looked at the trembling mess beneath him. "You're incredible, Grayfia," he murmured, his voice filled with dark amusement. "But I'm not finished with you yet."

Grayfia's eyes widened, a mixture of fear and anticipation filling her chest as she realized he wasn't done. Before she could say anything, Izashi pulled out of her and flipped her onto her back, positioning himself over her once more.

"You're going to make me feel good now," he said, his voice commanding as he positioned his cock at her entrance again. "You're going to use that beautiful body of yours to satisfy me."

Grayfia nodded weakly, her body still trembling from her earlier release. She spread her legs wide, her breath catching in her throat as Izashi thrust into her again. This time, his movements were slower, more deliberate, each thrust designed to make her feel every inch of him as he filled her completely.

Izashi leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Use your body, Grayfia. Show me how much you want to please me."

Grayfia's hands moved to his shoulders, her fingers digging into his skin as she began to move her hips, meeting his thrusts with her own. She arched her back, pushing her breasts up against his chest as she moved, her body pressing against him as she tried to give him the pleasure he craved.

Izashi groaned, his eyes darkening with lust as he watched her. He could feel her trembling beneath him, her body still sensitive from her previous orgasm, but she was doing everything she could to please him. It was exhilarating, and he could feel his own release building inside him.

He reached down, grabbing her breast and squeezing it roughly as he thrust into her harder, faster. Grayfia gasped, her body arching against him as she tried to keep up with his relentless pace. She could feel him getting closer, could feel the tension building in his body as he used her to satisfy his own needs.

"Use your mouth," he commanded, pulling out of her suddenly and moving up her body. "I want to feel those lips around me again."

Grayfia obeyed without hesitation, opening her mouth wide as he positioned his cock against her lips. She took him in eagerly, her tongue swirling around the tip as she sucked him deep into her mouth. She could taste herself on him, the salty sweetness of their combined fluids mixing on her tongue as she bobbed her head, taking him deeper and deeper with each movement.

Izashi groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as he guided her movements, his hips thrusting forward as he fucked her mouth. Grayfia gagged slightly as he pushed deeper, but she didn't stop, her lips and tongue working him over with a desperate need to please him.

"You're so good at this, Grayfia," Izashi growled, his voice thick with pleasure as he thrust into her mouth. "You're such a perfect little slut for me."

Grayfia moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine. She could feel him throbbing in her mouth, could feel the tension building in his body as he got closer and closer to his release. She wanted to push him over the edge, wanted to taste him again, to feel him explode in her mouth.

She sucked harder, her tongue swirling around him as she took him as deep as she could, her hands moving to grip his thighs as she worked him over. She could feel his hands tightening in her hair, could hear the low growl in his throat as he thrust into her mouth with more force, more urgency.

And then, with a final, deep thrust, Izashi came, his cock pulsing as he released into her mouth. Grayfia swallowed eagerly, her tongue lapping at him as she cleaned him off, savoring the taste of him on her tongue.

Izashi pulled back, his breathing heavy as he looked down at her with a satisfied grin. "You did well, Grayfia," he said, his voice low and rough. "You're perfect."

Grayfia smiled weakly, her body trembling with exhaustion and satisfaction. She had pleased him, and that was all that mattered. She had given him everything he wanted, had used her body to satisfy him completely.

Izashi collapsed onto the bed next to her, pulling her into his arms as he let out a deep, contented sigh. Grayfia snuggled into his chest, her heart racing as she basked in the warmth of his embrace.

"I love you, Master," she whispered, her voice soft and filled with emotion.

Izashi smiled, his hand running through her hair as he held her close. "I love you too, Grayfia. You're mine, and no one else's."

Grayfia smiled against his chest, her body still trembling from the intense pleasure they had shared. She felt safe, loved, and completely satisfied in his arms. This was where she belonged—by his side, as his loyal servant and lover.

After a few moments of silence, Izashi's voice broke through the calm. "You know, we should probably get back before Sirzechs gets suspicious."

Grayfia chuckled softly, her breath warm against his skin. "You're right, Master. We wouldn't want him to find out about our little… activities."

Izashi grinned, pulling her in for one last kiss before he reluctantly pulled away, standing up from the bed. He watched as Grayfia gathered herself, her composure returning as she smoothed out her clothes and adjusted her hair.

As she prepared to leave, Grayfia turned back to him, her eyes filled with a mixture of love and desire. "I'll see you again soon, Master. And next time… maybe we can be a little more… creative."

Izashi smirked, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I look forward to it, Grayfia."

With that, she disappeared in a flash of red light, leaving Izashi alone in the room.

Izashi lay there for a few moments after Grayfia disappeared, savoring the lingering warmth of her body and the memory of their intense encounter. He could still feel the echo of her moans and the way her body had responded to him, a feeling of satisfaction spreading through him. But there was no time to dwell on it; he had other matters to attend to.

With a quick mental command, Izashi teleported back to the human world, landing in the Gremory Mansion on the mountain. The grand hall was empty save for two familiar figures: Rias and Akeno. As soon as they sensed his presence, both women turned towards him with delighted expressions.

Before he could even react, they launched themselves at him, their bodies colliding with his in a playful but powerful tackle. Izashi found himself crashing to the ground, their soft bodies pressing against his in a way that immediately sent his thoughts into a more sensual direction.

His hands instinctively found their way to familiar places—one on Rias's ass and the other on Akeno's. The feel of their curves under his fingers sent a thrill through him, and he couldn't help but smirk as Rias, her chest pressed firmly against him, began to lament, "I missed you so much, Izashi-kun. Don't leave me for so long, alright?"

"Yeah, yeah… I won't," he replied, his voice a mix of amusement and affection. He leaned in, planting a kiss on both of their cheeks, savoring the way their skin felt under his lips. Only then did they reluctantly pull back, allowing him to stand.

Izashi dusted himself off, flashing them both a teasing grin. "Phew… You both surprised me with that tackle. Though, I must admit, it's a welcome surprise."

Rias's eyes sparkled mischievously as she replied, "Well, we had to remind you what you've been missing out on." Her tone was light, but there was an underlying heat in her gaze that Izashi didn't miss.

Akeno, standing beside her, giggled softly, the sound as alluring as it was playful. "Indeed, Izashi-sama. You've kept us waiting for quite some time. It's only fair we make up for lost time, don't you think?"

Izashi's smirk deepened as he took in their eager expressions. "Oh, I plan to, but first, there's something we need to discuss."

He stepped back slightly, putting a bit of distance between them so he could focus. "Alright, Rias-chan, that Riser matter has been solved. Ravel and Yubelluna will join us, but only after I have that residence built."

Rias nodded, her earlier playfulness giving way to a more serious demeanor. They had already talked about this; the residence was going to be more than just a house. It was going to be a mansion, a sanctuary for him and his growing harem. The scale of the project meant that it was taking time, even with the full resources of the Gremory Clan behind it.

"It's going to be magnificent," Rias said, her voice filled with anticipation. "A place where we can all be together without any interruptions."

Izashi nodded, pleased with her understanding. "Exactly. But until then, we should head back to Kuoh Academy. We've trained enough for now, and there's still much to do."

Rias agreed with a smile. "I feel the same. It's time we returned."

With that, she called out to her peerage, informing them of their departure. "Alright, pack up all your belongings. We're leaving tomorrow morning."

Issei, who had been lounging nearby, stretched his arms and let out a relieved sigh. He had been training hard for the past week, pushing himself to the limits in hopes of reaching Kiba's level. The grueling regimen had taken its toll, and the news of their departure was a welcome relief.

"Finally," Issei muttered under his breath, clearly exhausted from the week-long training. "I thought I was going to drop dead if I had to do one more push-up."

Izashi glanced at him, a faint smile tugging at his lips. He admired Issei's determination, even if the boy was still far from his own level. Ddraig, the dragon sealed within Issei, had even commented on Izashi's overwhelming power.

"You're doing well, Issei," Izashi said, his tone encouraging yet firm. "But remember, the path you've chosen isn't an easy one. You have to keep pushing yourself, even when it feels impossible."

Issei looked up at him, nodding slowly. "Yeah, I know. I just… It's hard to keep up with someone like you, Izashi-senpai. You're on a whole different level."

Izashi's smile widened, a hint of pride in his expression. "You'll get there eventually, Issei. Just keep working hard."

With the preparations underway for their return, the atmosphere in the mansion was a mix of excitement and anticipation.

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