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Themes: Rough Sex, Big Dick, Fucked Silly

Summary: Never in his wildest dreams did Issei think he could save the world from the aliens with his joke of a skill Dress Break. Lady Satsuki even told him that he could have any reward! So he asked her, his crush, to be his date. Satsuki on the other hand interpreted Issei's request as a marriage proposal. As she always does things with all she's got, Satsuki would show Issei that she is the best bride he could have. 

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Sitting on the end of the bed, Issei was feeling a distinct sense of Impostor Syndrome. Was this really happening? Could it be possible that this was all just one big hallucination? But no… it felt too real for that. Even if it also felt like the events of the last few days had been too SURREAL to put into words.

Never in a million years did Issei think he would save the world from aliens. Especially not with his skill, which even Issei had to admit was more than a little perverted. And yet… Dress Break turned out to be exactly what was needed to send a bunch of aliens quite literally made of clothing packing. And so here he was. Here THEY were…

Issei’s eyes dart over to the closed door to the other room where his… well, his new bride currently was. It wasn’t right to call it a retreat. Lady Satsuki NEVER retreated. The Student Council President of Honnoji Academy and the ruler of Honno City always stood tall and fast in the face of all her enemies. It was why Issei admired her so much! It was why… w-well, it was why when he’d been accepted into Honnoji Academy, he’d made an ill-advised promise to one day claim Lady Satsuki’s virginity.

Except was it ill-advised? Because…

“Issei Hyoudou! Prepare yourself! If you faint when you gaze upon my glory, know that I will not wake you before beginning the consummation!”

Eyes widening, back going ramrod straight, Issei leaps to his feet and stands at attention. And then the door to the other room bursts open and Satsuki Kiryuin strides through, wearing a get-up that… that takes Issei’s breath away. The President of Honnoji Academy’s Student Council is dressed in what can only be described as stark white lingerie. A lacy bra and panty combo that tastefully covers up the important bits while also showing off so very much of her chiseled tummy and her gorgeous thighs.

Honestly, he’s glad for the warning Lady Satsuki gave him, because Issei probably WOULD have fainted at the sight of this. And to top it all off… she’s still wearing her wedding veil. Pulled back of course, but over Lady Satsuki’s long black hair is the bridal headpiece that she… that she wore at their wedding. Which had taken place earlier that day.

Yep. Issei Hyoudou was now married to Lady Satsuki. To say that he was flummoxed by how that came about would be a dramatic understatement. In the end, when all was said and done and his Dress Break skill had turned out to be the most consequential part of their victory, Lady Satsuki had told him he could have any reward he wanted!

Well, you might have thought from what was happening now that he’d asked for… for THIS. But that wasn’t true! As tempted as Issei had been to go for broke and ask for the President’s virginity… he’d chickened out. In the end, all he’d done was ask Lady Satsuki for a date. He’d figured he could work his way up from there!

But… something somehow had gotten lost in translation somewhere along the way. Probably on his end. DEFINITELY on his end, because of course Lady Satsuki didn’t make mistakes. Even still, she’d somehow interpreted Issei’s request as a marriage proposal. And he hadn’t really tried very hard to correct her either. One thing had led to another and…

“Hm, well you’re still conscious, but you seem to be struck speechless all the same. Tell me, Hyoudou… do you like what you see?”

Stomping forward, making her curves jiggle in all the right places, Lady Satsuki comes to a stop right in front of him, really rocking her lacy white lingerie and bridal veil. Striking a pose, she crosses her arms under her chest and uses them to lift her bust up even as she juts out her chin. It’s clearly a practiced motion, one that has Issei’s eyes nearly bulging out of his head. Finally though, he realizes she’s waiting for a respond.

“… Y-Yes Lady Satsuki! Yes! I like what I see very much!”

There’s a pause as Lady Satsuki lets that hang in the air. Issei squirms, wondering if he’d somehow done something wrong. Sure, there’s a light dusting of pink on his Lady’s cheeks, but he doesn’t think that means she’s embarrassed or anything! No, rather… she probably just feels hot. After all, Issei feels hot. It’s probably the temperature of the room or something!

Before he can open his mouth and ask the Student Council President if he should go find a thermostat however, she breaks the silence herself.

“Well then. As my husband, you are permitted to do more than look! So I ask you, Issei Hyoudou… what are you waiting for?!”

Her bombastic shout causes Issei to squeak as he all but lunges forward, driven forth by his Lady’s words. His hands clap down onto Satsuki’s lingerie-clad breasts and she grunts even as she has to take a step back to keep from being bowled over. Issei… Issei wishes he could say he was embarrassed by that. Part of him even was. However, the moment he had his hands on Satsuki’s tits, it was like a switch had been flipped. He simply couldn’t think of anything but playing with her gorgeous oppai to his heart’s content.

“M-My Lady’s breasts… in my hands… a-amazing…”

As he does so, Satsuki begins to pant. Probably the room being too hot again, of course.

“Nnngh… you are… e-enthusiastic, husband. Please… do not hold back on my account. This is… part of my wifely d-duties.”

To think that Lady Satsuki had wifely duties involving him! Once again, Issei was struck by how surreal all of this was. And yet, as surreal as it was, it was also one hundred percent real. Satsuki’s breasts were under his hands, his fingers squeezing and molesting them. The only real problem was… well, the bra in the way.

But then, Lady Satsuki HAD said not to hold back on her account. This… this would be a test, Issei decided. A test of how far he could go. With a quick yank, he pulls Satsuki’s white lacy bra down off of her tits, letting them bounce free of their confines. Immediately after which, he claps his hands back down on her tits, groping and squeezing them directly now. Then, he quickly chances a glance up at her face to gauge her reaction.

Lady Satsuki’s thick brows do not furrow as he expected. She does not frown in consternation or irritation, as he would expect. Instead… she watches him almost curiously, her face no longer just lightly pink, but fully red. Issei can only hope she’s not experiencing heat stroke or something. Because that certainly seems more plausible than the alternative, which is that Lady Satsuki seems to be… observing him for tips?

As he plays with her breasts, Issei gets the distinct impression that Satsuki doesn’t know what to do here. And that she’s effectively letting him have free reign in order to learn on the go, so to speak. B-But that has to be wrong, right? That can’t be it at all. He’s being silly, thinking such things.

… Unless…

Slowly, Issei lowers his mouth downwards, taking it bit by bit in case she orders him to stop. But Satsuki remains suspiciously silent save for her slightly uneven breathing and not-so-quiet panting. Until finally, Issei clamps his lips down on one of his Lady’s nipples. He takes one of his bride’s teats in his mouth and sucks on it, slurping and lapping away with his tongue as he continues to grope and squeeze her titties with both hands around the base.

… And Satsuki doesn’t stop him. Nor does she stop him from doing the exact same thing to her other breast as well. Now… it should be said that Lady Satsuki isn’t the most well-endowed in the chest region. But that has never mattered to Issei! He loves oppai of all shapes and sizes, and his adoration of Satsuki could never be distilled down to one body part!

But she has a good handful apiece, and he greatly enjoys worshipping her tits with both his hands and mouth for the next several minutes. Until finally, Satsuki speaks.

“A-Are you… are you going to spend all night feasting upon my chest, h-husband?”

Issei takes it as an admonishment, though it’s the lightest admonishment he’s ever heard of Lady Satsuki giving anyone. Still, since they’re married now… he gets allowances, doesn’t he? Pulling back, Issei wipes his mouth with the back of his hand before giving Satsuki a sheepish grin.

“Sorry Lady Satsuki! You just have such great tits!”

Her eyes widen at that and for a moment he thinks he’s finally overstepped… but no. In the end, she just nods after a second, thrusting her chin up even higher.

“B-But of course! Everything about me is perfect, after all! Now… husband… t-take me to bed!”

Once again, Issei gets the impression that Lady Satsuki doesn’t know how sex works. But… surely not, right? Still, he’s all too happy with the open-ended order. Grabbing Lady Satsuki by the hips and spinning her around, he drops her on the bed right behind him. As she moves into position on the bed, spreading her legs and waiting for him, Issei looks down at his tuxedo, the tux that he’d gotten married in… and shrugs. He knew girls liked to keep their wedding dresses for sentimental reasons, but honestly, this tuxedo didn’t matter to him remotely.

Turning his own skill onto himself, Issei Dress Breaks his clothes right off his body. Lady Satsuki’s eyes widen as his raging erection flops out into the open, but Issei doesn’t notice at first. He’s too busy climbing onto the bed and moving between his new wife’s legs, sliding his hands up her perfectly sculpted thighs… and using a quick application of Dress Break on Satsuki’s panties as well.

It’s only as he’s placing his cockhead at Satsuki’s slit that she finally speaks up.

“S-So… b-big…”

Blinking, Issei looks up at his Lady’s stupefied, slightly nervous expression. And finally… he accepts that Lady Satsuki has no fucking idea what she’s doing here. Feeling a little… cheeky, Issei grins and instead of taking her virginity right then and there, he moves his cock up her body, until his balls are resting against her slit and his entire length is riding across her abs.

“This is how deep I’ll go inside of you, Lady Satsuki. If you think you can handle it, of course~”

His cheery tone catches Satsuki off guard as she stares at how far up into her his massive member could possibly go. Then, the actual words catch up to her and she shoots him an annoyed glare.

“Impudence, husband? Obviously I can handle ANYTHING you can possibly throw at me, Hyoudou! Don’t think I can’t! Go on then! I know about your promise, Issei Hyoudou! I know about your pledge! You were going to claim my virginity, were you not? So then do-!”

Issei spears into her mid-sentence. Funny, if she’d mentioned knowing about his pledge right after she first came out of the other room, he would have panicked. But then… obviously she knew. Deep down, Issei felt like he’d always known that she knew. After all, Honno City was hers. Down to the very last piece of it. How could she not know everything that happened within her lands?

And yet here they were all the same. Satsuki had MARRIED him… so yes, he was going to be impudent. Yes, he was going to be cheeky. He was her husband, after all. He was allowed to take… liberties. First and foremost among them was taking his wife’s virginity. At long last, he’d claimed the Lady’s purity, her hymen tearing around his sizable cock.

To his surprise, she’s actually quite wet. Could it be that playing with her tits turned Lady Satsuki on this much? Issei is half-tempted to ask her outright, but he’s not trying to push his luck TOO far or anything like that. Instead, he fucks her harder and faster, not saying a word as she grunts and groans… and most importantly of all, moans. Satsuki’s wanton moans fill the air as he fucks her on their marital bed. Taking her right there on their wedding night, Issei grins at the pleasured look on his bride’s face.

In response, Satsuki doesn’t grin back… but she does reach up and hook a hand through the back of his hair, yanking him down into a tongue-filled kiss. Issei’s eyes widen in shock for a moment before he quickly begins returning the kiss. And as their tongues duel for supremacy while they swap spit, he takes this as tacit permission to keep going… to go even harder, in fact.

Pounding away at Satsuki’s tight, wet pussy is like a dream come true for Issei. More and more of his massive cock slides up inside of her as the young man groans into her mouth. Lady Satsuki was always this untouchable figure. Yeah, Issei had made that promise to claim her virginity, but as previously mentioned, he’d long since considered it ill-advised. And yet here they were. Issei was doing a whole lot of touching of the Lady’s untouchable figure now, wasn’t he? More than touching at that.

He groans into Satsuki’s mouth as her formerly virgin cunt milks him for all it’s worth. And in the end, ‘all it’s worth’ turns out to be more than enough. He wishes he could say he lasted longer, but it feels like it’s only been a few minutes before Issei grunts and jolts, his seed suddenly exploding out of him and into Satsuki’s womb. In response… Lady Satsuki tenses up and for a second he thinks she’s going to be mad at him somehow.

But then she begins to spasm and shake and belatedly, Issei realizes that SHE’S cumming too. She’s orgasming around his cock from the sensation of him cumming inside of her. Him filling her up is what sent Lady Satsuki over the edge.

Fuck, that’s so hot. He’s so lucky to have a bride who climaxes when he creampies her. Honestly, he’s lucky in general. He-

“Issei… Hyoudou… husband…”

Blinking, Issei looks down into Satsuki’s face, having pulled back to groan all the louder as he came inside of her. They’re both slowly coming down from their first time together… but Issei’s cock is still erect in her, and Satsuki’s inner walls are still rhythmically milking it in unconscious excitement.

“Still s-so hard… I guess we’ll be going again, w-won’t we?”

Issei grins at that and nods excitedly.

“All night long, Lady Satsuki!”

She bites her lower lip at that, her pride clearly being tested.

“… Very well. But tomorrow, we will discuss your OTHER claim.”

Issei’s eyes widen at that. She couldn’t be seriously…

Moving under him experimentally, Satsuki gasps as his throbbing cock pulses inside of her, still clearly ready to go SEVERAL more rounds. For the rest of the night, in fact.

“… I’m going to need… back up.”

For a long moment, Issei gawks at Lady Satsuki. Then, he buries his face in her neck to contain the scream of glee as he hugs her tightly and begins fucking her hard and fast once more.

He was going to have a Lady-Approved Harem?! He really was hallucinating! But even if that were the case… damn it all, he would enjoy it for as long as it lasted. Or as long as it took him to finally accept that this was really happening. Whichever came first.