Harem Daily Life in High School DxD

Kuroba stiffly turned his head halfway and felt a little embarrassed when he saw Rebel's bare shoulders exposed to the air.

"Rebel? Let me go first, can't we talk this over?"

Unexpectedly, Rebel obediently let go of him, but when Kuroba turned around, he immediately regretted it.

He forgot that Rebel was currently very close to nature, and even in that fleeting glance, Black Feather noticed that Rebel was covered in golden fur...

This made Kuroba's little brother, quite uncooperatively, stand at attention.

He quickly turned his head away, not wanting to look anymore, but Rebel forcefully turned his face back to him.

"Lord Kuroba, I agreed to your request, so you should respect me. What kind of person are you if you don't even look at me?"

Kuroba swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"Heh...hehe...why don't we put our clothes on before we talk?"

To everyone's surprise, Rebel not only refused, but also began to ruthlessly strip Kuroba of his clothes. Because Kuroba had just recovered, he was not even as strong as Rebel, and he was quickly stripped naked by Rebel. When Rebel focused her attention on a certain part of Kuroba standing at attention, she couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"Wow, it seems I'm going to be very happy from now on, Lord Kuroba..."

Kuroba quickly covered his back and looked at Rebel with a headache.

"I mean, are all the girls in the underworld like this? They don't care about anything at all?"

Upon hearing this, Rebel appeared to be thinking.

"Hmm... After all, demons have long lifespans, so it's not easy for them to find someone they like. Once they've set their sights on someone, they'll launch a fierce attack~ I bet if Rias-neechan wasn't your master, you'd probably have been completely devoured by her by now, right?"

Kuroba felt ashamed. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that it seemed to be true, just as Rebel had said.

But... Kuroba looked at Rebel in front of him.

To be honest, while her bust is a bit lacking, she's perfectly proportioned in other areas, with a nice balance of slim and curvy. In fact, her blond hair adds an extra layer of charm to her overall look.

But Kuroba still didn't understand what aspect of the funds she was interested in.

He couldn't believe that a noble lady would be someone who would throw herself at him for no reason, could he?

"Your attack was a bit too aggressive, wasn't it? Who strips naked right away? And I still don't understand, I'm the kind of person who would wipe you out the moment we meet. What do you see in me? Are you some kind of masochist looking for a beating?"

Upon hearing this, Rebel blushed instantly.

"You're so annoying, Lord Kuroba! What I'm attracted to is your heroic image of selflessly sacrificing yourself for Rias-neechan! You have to understand, many demons just play around with relationships these days, but someone like you is extremely rare. Ranking games are over once they're over, how could they possibly affect my real life?"

After saying that, Rebel pressed herself against him again, this time even facing him head-on!

Because of the height difference between the two, her thighs were tightly sandwiched between his erect penis and her thighs. The slightly sticky, pulsating sensation was constantly tempting Kuroba to join him.

Kuroba suppressed his inner impulse and looked up at the ceiling.

"Don't you think I was just playing around too? You rashly gave yourself to me, don't you regret it?"

Rebel reached out and gently stroked Kuroba's cheek.

"You're overthinking it, Lord Kuroba. Regardless of whether you're that kind of person or not, you should know that it's already very difficult to fall in love with someone, so why worry about so much?"

Rebel's gentle tone provoked Kuroba.

His head, which had been held high, lowered slightly as he gazed at Rebel and murmured softly.

"You'll definitely regret this someday."

Rebel just smiled sweetly.

"I'm content just to receive Lord Kuroba's affection."

Rebel's hand went around the black feather and placed it behind him, wrapping around his entire waist, her legs rubbing against each other, her thighs and pink, open vulva constantly rubbing against each other.

The unique touch made Rebel's delicate body tremble slightly, and a hint of affection rose in her eyes.

"Lord Kuroba, please accept me..."

Rebel gazed up at Kuroba's face. As he lowered his head, the bangs that had been covering his right eye slowly parted, revealing his deep, white pupils, which made Rebel stare in a daze.

Rebel tiptoed, instinctively closed her eyes, and moved her mouth closer to Kuroba.

Kuroba looked at Rebel who was approaching, gently kissed her lips, then slightly opened his mouth and took her in, finally bringing a series of sucking sensations that made Rebel feel a little numb.

"Well..."

A seductive and alluring breath escaped from Rebel's nose; she realized that kissing was such a pleasurable act, and Rebel became somewhat captivated by it.

Kuroba's hand, which had been hanging in the air, began to rest on Rebel's slender back.

The gentle touch and warm palms made Rebel even more fascinated.

She felt her mouth being pried open by the black feather, its tongue domineeringly invading her oral cavity. The saliva in her mouth was ravaged by the black feather, and Rebel could clearly hear the sound of its throat moving. It was the sound of the black feather swallowing, swallowing the saliva it had plundered from her.

After kissing for a long time, Kuroba seemed unwilling to stop there. Their lips parted, and Kuroba's head, with its conspicuous silver hair, began to move downwards, planting delicate roses on Rebel's fair and jade-like neck.

This unusually keen and pleasurable experience made Rebel hug Kuroba's head tightly, feeling the heat of Kuroba's breath, which was so fascinating and intoxicating.

"Lord Kuroba... please take good care of Rebelle..."

The soft, boneless seductive voice intensely stimulated Kuroba's nerves, causing him to suck harder.

"Ah... Lord Kuroba~ I can feel your affection for Rebel..."

As Rebel murmured softly, a blood-tinged red mark appeared on Rebel's neck.

Kuroba left, looking at the conspicuous red mark.

"Does it hurt?"

Rebel gently shook her head.

"This is Lord Kuroba's affection for me... It doesn't hurt."

Chapter Fifty-Five: Lord Kuroba, Don't Look...

Looking at Rebel's tender gaze, Kuroba couldn't help but sigh.

This girl is truly passionate and straightforward. You can't see a trace of hypocrisy in her eyes. Even when facing Kuroba, a boy she's only met a few times, she falls in love when she says she does, and pursues him when she says she does. Regardless of the methods she uses, she certainly doesn't tolerate any falsehoods and doesn't do anything fake.

This made Kuroba feel quite fond of Rebel. Looking at the fair-skinned Kuroba so close to him, he slowly lowered his head and took the bright red, erect dogwood in his mouth.

"Hmm... Lord Kuroba~ Please don't use too much force, because it feels so strange, like my body is on fire..."

Rebel wrapped her arms tightly around Kuroba's waist, suppressing the slight trembling in her body as she watched the man before her wantonly invade her body.

But Rebel's coy moan only fueled Kuroba's lust. He slowly took the sliver of dogwood into his mouth and began to suck on it rhythmically.

"Ah... Kuroba... Master... Don't do this... My body feels so strange, I feel like my thighs are all wet... No, this is not allowed."

The intense stimulation caused Rebel to tilt her head back and forcefully close her legs, tightly imprisoning the black feather within them.

Kuroba could clearly feel a scalding heat slowly flowing down the closed, tender flesh, completely overwhelming his senses.

This made Kuroba raise his head in surprise, looking at Rebel with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

Rebel naturally felt how shameful her current situation was. She looked at Kuroba with a pleading tone, her body trembling slightly.

"Ah... Lord Kuroba... please... don't look at me like that..."

Rebel blinked her eyes at the black feather staring intently at her, her eyes overflowing with a tender, bubbly light, like a clear spring. The slight blush on her cheeks seemed to stem from inner shyness, as beautiful and charming as a newly blossoming cherry blossom, adding even more allure to the already stunning Rebel.

Her small mouth kept opening and closing, and each time it opened, it would exhale hot peach breath that would gently brush against Kuroba's face. Her hands, which were wrapped around Kuroba, were trembling incessantly, as if she was trying her best to suppress the shyness in her heart.

When Rebel saw that her attempts to dissuade him were ineffective, she was shocked and embarrassed and tried to cover Kuroba's eyes, but Kuroba simply turned his head slightly and dodged Rebel's block.

He hooked Rebel's chin with one hand, forcing her to look at him as her gaze began to dart away, while his other hand quietly slid down and disappeared into the golden jungle.

When Kuroba's warm, large hand touched Rebel's smooth skin, Rebel's delicate body trembled uncontrollably. She went limp and collapsed into Kuroba's arms. As Rebel went limp, Kuroba's hand inadvertently slid a little deeper into her smooth skin.

"Ah!! Lord Kuroba!!"

Feeling her soft flesh being pressed against by Kuroba's fingers, the intense stimulation made Rebel cry out, and then she couldn't help but open her mouth and bite Kuroba's neck.

But she quickly realized what was happening, and instead of baring her teeth, she started sucking, leaving a deep hickey on Kuroba's neck.

Kuroba stared blankly at the scalding heat and mud in his fingers, and accidentally moved slightly.

"Um...please...please don't do this...it should be me serving you, Lord Kuroba..."

A flush appeared on Rebel's pretty face. She was restrained by Black Feather and could only passively endure Black Feather's fingers moving around her lower body.

But Rebel's words and the sensation in his hands only fueled Kuroba's strange thoughts.

While Rebel was still hesitating, Kuroba's actions became increasingly outrageous.

He used his two slender fingers together to twist and rub the delicate little red bean repeatedly.

Already confused and infatuated, Rebel was suddenly attacked by Kuroba. Without any prior preparation, his most sensitive areas were directly stimulated, which made the inexperienced Rebel even more confused.

A soft yet stimulating, electric-like pleasure, accompanied by an intoxicating taste, invaded Rebel's limbs and bones.

"Kuro...Lord Kuroba..."

With a seductive, languid sound, a stream of warm water gushed from her private parts, spraying onto Black Feather's hands.

The liquid was wet and viscous. Yoru no Uchiha held Rebel, who was about to fall due to exhaustion, and held his water-stained hand in front of Mana to indicate it to her.

"Rebel? You're more sensitive than I thought..."

Looking at Kuroba's sticky fingers, which he displayed in front of her as if showing off, Rebel felt her sense of shame reach its peak.

She hadn't expected that Kuroba would be so bold after accepting her. This greatly shocked Rebell, who had never experienced anything like this before and only had a vague understanding of everything. At this moment, all she wanted to do was find a hole to crawl into so that she wouldn't embarrass herself in front of Kuroba.

"It's...it's all because of you, Lord Kuroba, who suddenly did something naughty...I feel like I'm going crazy..."

Rebel suppressed her embarrassment, looking at Kuroba with a mixture of reproach and panic.

Kuroba's lips curled into a strange smile as he picked up the limp Rebel and carried her around the waist.

"Oh... Lord Kuroba?"

With a gasp, Rebel was carried to the bed by Kuroba.

Kuroba looked at Rebel with a hint of mockery.

"What? Where did your bold initiative go?"

As he spoke, Kuroba placed his hand on Rebel's two long, slender thighs, and the stickiness on one side made Rebel's body tremble.

Feeling her thighs being slowly spread apart, Rebel quickly stretched out her hands to cover her private parts.