A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 196
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The next day.
Yotsuba Mansion.
I opened my eyes, only to meet two violet eyes glazed, filled to the brim with passion.
"Onii-sama…" Maya breathed and approached. "Kiss—"
I grabbed her face and pulled her down, meeting her soft lips. Maya melted on my chest, eagerly kissing me back.
"Cough."
The interruption forced me to stop the passionate kiss. Chuckling at Maya's wide-eyed innocent look, I turned to Nee-san. She quietly slid down the blanket, revealing the smooth skin, and pressed a finger on her cheeks. As innocent as she tried to act, it was so easy to notice her eagerness for love. Last night was dry with only cuddles since Maya somehow ended up in my bed. Nee-san still slept with no clothes on.
Aimi's love on the other side helped me get through a tough time.
"Aa-kun..."
"Nee-san?"
"Aa-kun… I." she hesitated, glancing at the Ojou-sama still straddling my waist.
"What is it, Nee-san?"
"Onii-sama, I need to restart my studies."
"So the break is over for you."
It's been a long time since that shitty incident. She still had to finish high school and solidify her position as Yotsuba's successor. Not that she had any ambition to even become the head, but she or Miya were most suited for this.
A dejected sigh slipped past her lips. "I won't be able to spend much time with Onii-sama…"
"Don't worry. I'll always be free for you."
"Unn." Maya slid to my right and got off the bed.
I turned to Nee-san who also faced me and yawned. Her cover fell, exposing her divine body to my hungry eyes. She stretched her arms, further pushing her S-Class boobs.
She let out a heavy sigh before becoming red from my passionate gaze. "Y-You want to eat me?"
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I nodded thoughtlessly and cornered her, pinning her underneath me. I slid off my shirt and threw my shorts in the ring. I leaned over and pressed my lips against her luscious lips.
"Can I, Nee-san?"
She puffed her cheeks, tickling my face with her soft breath. "Why ask when you know the answer?"
I gently bit on the soft skin of her collarbone, sucking with enough pressure to give her a hickey.
"Mmgh…" she released a muffled moan. She lifted her hips and ground her puffy pussy lips against my throbbing cock. The slick juices made me shiver and rub harder.
Nee-san curled her fingers around the shaft, hot sighs escaping her mouth.
"Stop teasing Nee-san…"
She helped me adjust, allowing me to enter. Her splendidly tight pussy sucked me deeper. As she engulfed me, her breathing rose, pushing her erect nipples against my chest. Her gentle warmth enveloped me, wringing out a deep sigh.
I leaned down and closed my eyes. Giving a breathtaking smile, Nee-san wound her arms around my neck and initiated a soft kiss. She clearly understood my desire for a relaxing time. Not that I disliked passionate sex, but Nee-san and Nao were one of the few women who preferred slow sex. Though on rare occasions both women went wild.
Nee-san unwound her arms and sought mine, lacing our fingers together.
(L-Lewd…)
'Voyeur.'
(...)
'It was a joke…'
(I know… still, I'm not a voyeur!)
'Yes, you're the greatest housewife.'
(Ehehe.)
Leaving Klyscha and her cheery giggles, I focused on my Nee-san, who gave a sweet, almost holy smile with her eyes closed. Her cuteness made me lean down and rub our cheeks together. Nee-san locked her legs around my waist and pushed her heels against my back.
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"Aa-kun," she muttered. "Finish this before Yuriko-san comes and pouts for doing it alone."
Yuriko had asked for my help with her work in shifting the stuff.
"As you command."
I pulled back, then thrust, rocking my hips at a slow, steady pace, all the while enjoying her soft cheeks. The cold air hit my cock every time it left her hot crevice. Nee-san's back arched as I thrust into her, her warm fingers trailing across my back.
Between her low, pleasure-filled moans, and grunts leaking from my lips, I felt my balls tighten. Nee-san felt it too with her quivering insides, and hugged me, grounding her soft body against me.
"Give me…" she rasped. "Fill Nee-san with your affection!"
I thrust at her wish and tingles of electricity surged through the tip of my cock to my entire body. Nee-san convulsed, her back curved as she let out a throaty moan. I came at the same time, my twitching member shooting ropes of cum inside her.
I slid to her side. Nee-san rolled on her side, pressing me underneath her arm and thicc legs. "That… that was awesome."
I nodded while taking deep breaths. "It sure was."
Nee-san recovered her bearings in a few moments and rubbed her cheeks on my shoulder. "Leme-chan told me about Rini's problem. What will you do?"
"About that," I explained the entire situation to Nee-san.
Nee-san gave a blank stare after hearing me out. She pinched my cheeks, treating me like a child who did something naughty.
"It's your fault if I'm being honest."
"My fault? What did I do?"
"You're undermining a woman's feelings. Rini loves you. There is no way she doesn't."
"You sure?"
She took my hand and guided it to her chest. The soft flesh sucked my fingers, getting a gentle squeeze from me. I felt her heart beating through my fingers.
"Am I lying?"
As I was about to deny, footsteps came from outside.
"Looks like our time's up."
"Dear," Yuriko chimed and opened the door with a smile glued on her face. "Oh, did I disturb something?"
Nee-san shook her head. "We were about to get up."
The training with god was still due, so I postponed Rini's discussion until I returned from DxD.
A quick shower later, I dressed up and went with Yuriko. The work got wrapped up soon with my telekinesis, and then we returned.
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