Chapter 187: Kurumu’s Decision and +18 Contract.

Your fingers close around the base of Kurumu's tail before she can process what's happening. The succubus gasps against your lips, her whole body jerking at the contact - the tail is far more sensitive than she lets on, and gripping it at the root sends a visible shudder through her spine. Her blue eyes go wide, pupils dilating, her wings twitching involuntarily behind her.

Your other hand finds her breast, cupping the heavy softness, her nipple caught between your knuckles in a way that makes her breath catch. She's trembling - not from fear, but from the sheer vulnerability of having declared love without charm, without performance, without any succubus trickery to fall back on.

"Have you finished the series?" you ask against her mouth, fingers twisting her caught nipple.

"Y-yes," she breathes, her tail curling around your wrist instinctively. "Last night. All of it."

You kiss her deeply. Your tongue slides against hers, tasting the sweetness that's distinctly her - warm, eager, desperate. She melts into it, her hands gripping your shoulders, her wings folding close against her back. When you pull back, her lips are swollen, her eyes glazed.

"We'll talk properly after," you tell her.

She nods, swallowing hard. "Okay."

Kurumu repositions herself with trembling legs, crawling over your shoulders. Her pussy hovers above your mouth - glistening, flushed, the scent of her arousal thick and sweet. Your hand stays wrapped around the base of her tail, gripping firmly, and she lets out a sharp moan at the pressure as she settles her weight.

Your free hand returns to her breast, kneading the soft flesh gently, her nipple hardening further against your palm. You can feel her heartbeat - hammering, rapid, terrified and exhilarated in equal measure.

Your tongue presses flat against her clit.

Kurumu's entire body convulses. A cry tears from her throat - raw, unguarded, nothing like the performative sounds a succubus might make. Her thighs clamp around your head, her tail writhing in your grip, her wings flaring wide before folding tight. Her pussy is dripping wet, her folds swollen with arousal that's been building for over an hour of watching.

"Oh god - oh -" Her voice breaks. Her hips grind down against your mouth with desperate urgency, chasing the sensation. You work her clit in slow, deliberate circles while your fingers knead her breast, rolling the nipple between thumb and forefinger.

She comes within ninety seconds. Her orgasm crashes through her like a wave breaking - her pussy spasming against your tongue, her thighs shaking violently, her tail going rigid in your grip before lashing in rapid beats. A keening wail escapes her throat, her back arching, her wings snapping open.

"Don't stop - please don't stop -"

You don't. Your tongue drags across her clit again and she shatters a second time, harder than the first, her whole body trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks - overwhelmed by the intensity of being touched by someone she loves without any charm between them. Just skin and sensation and truth.

When she finally lifts herself off your face, her legs barely hold her. She collapses beside Maria, her blue hair plastered to her face, her chest heaving, her tail still twitching in residual pleasure.

The room is quiet for a moment. Then Albedo speaks from her position beside Robin, her voice carrying a blend of amusement and calculation: "Well. That was... authentic."

Kurumu doesn't respond. She's still catching her breath, her violet eyes finding yours across the bed with something raw and unguarded in them - hope, vulnerability, love.

You look down at your cock, then up at Hinata with exaggerated concern, gesturing toward it like a man pointing at a wounded animal. "Hinata. These vulnerable, innocent women need protection from the dangerous monster that's still looking to devour their innocence. Are you willing to take the watch?"

Hinata's lavender eyes flicker with warmth and something mischievous - a look that would have been impossible weeks ago. She crawls across the silk sheets, her miniskirt maid uniform removed, her dark hair falling across her bare shoulders. "Goshujin-sama, I will protect them," she says solemnly, before straddling your hips and guiding your cock into her pussy. She sinks down with a soft moan, her inner walls clenching around you as she settles fully, then curls forward onto your chest.

Albedo shifts behind you, her wing folding as she positions herself so your head rests against her thigh. Her fingers find your hair immediately, stroking gently. "Comfortable?" she murmurs, her gold eyes half-lidded with satisfaction.

Violet surprises you. The blonde auto-memory doll slides against your left side, pressing her bare breasts against your ribs, her hand settling on your stomach. She doesn't speak - just settles in with quiet precision, her cheek against your shoulder.

You pull Kurumu into your right side, your fingers finding the base of her tail and holding gently. She gasps softly, her blue hair spilling across your chest as she nestles against you, her full breasts pressing warm against your side. Her tail curls around your wrist.

Hinata adjusts on top of you, her hands sliding around your lower back, making room for the two women flanking you. Her pussy stays wrapped around your cock, warm and snug, her breathing evening out as she rests her cheek against your sternum.

"We only have an hour or two before we technically need to wake up," Robin observes from somewhere to your left, her voice carrying dry amusement.

"I'll take a night of pleasuring beautiful women over actually sleeping every single night," you reply without hesitation.

A chorus of soft laughter ripples through the bed. Erza murmurs something approving. Nami snorts.

You open the Telepathy Web, directing your thoughts to Kurumu while leaving the channel open. "So. You've read the whole series now. What's your honest opinion of the original Rosario+Vampire? and are you sure I'm what you want?"

Kurumu's mental voice comes back immediately, sharp and unfiltered. "Oh god, where do I even start? That Tsukune is the most boring, useless protagonist in existence. He has literally nothing going for him except being 'nice' - which apparently counts as a personality in that world. And canon-me? Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic. She spends the entire series chasing this bland nothing of a boy, getting rejected over and over, and still throwing herself at him like a desperate puppy."

"Standard complaints for the series." you reply.

Her tail tightens around your wrist. "The charm incident? In my timeline I got a light scolding for charming my entire year and had to release them all. Embarrassing but handled. In canon? She charms a class and nearly gets expelled, then immediately falls for the first boy who doesn't succumb. Like that's a basis for a relationship."

"Massive gaps in both student control and character logic, especially for a school that turned a blind-eye to students murdering each other." Appreciating her logical complaints.

"And Moka - poor lonely Moka, popular but isolated, never getting into any of the drama that would have given her actual character development. Canon-Moka at least had Tsukune to push against. My Moka just... exists. Quietly. Without purpose."

"So yes," Kurumu continues, her mental voice warming, "I've watched you spend your nights giving oral service to virgins - clearly displaying your own interest in them - while having your lovers ride you so the virgins can enjoy themselves without pressure while getting to know you. You maintain dozens of enchantments and spells that keep everyone fed, warm, safe, and young. You've built an entire magical infrastructure that would make any kingdom in any world jealous."

"And most importantly?"Her mental voice drops lower, more intimate. "You're one of the very rare men who will admit wanting a succubus. And when my charm reflected back at me - you didn't rape me. You didn't take advantage. You just... punished me a little. Like I was a person."

"That is individual will. I want to be one of your women. I'm sure."

Her body presses closer against your side, her tail wiggling slowly against your grip.

"We'll perform your contract when it's time to wake up," you murmur against Kurumu's blue hair, your fingers still wrapped around the base of her tail. She nods against your chest, her breathing evening out alongside the others.

Sleep comes easily. Hinata's pussy stays warm and snug around your cock, her cheek pressed to your sternum, her dark hair fanned across your skin. Albedo's fingers drift through your hair in slow, absent strokes. Violet's breasts press soft against your left side, her breathing steady and precise. Kurumu's tail curls around your wrist, her full breasts rising and falling against your right side.

- - -

An hour passes.

Albedo's fingers wake you gently - a deliberate stroking pattern through your hair that pulls you from sleep without startle. Her gold eyes are watching you when you open yours, her wings silhouetting the wall like a headboard.

You flex your cock inside Hinata. A slow, deliberate tensing and releasing - not yet thrusting, just pulsing. The kunoichi stirs against your chest, her lavender eyes fluttering open, a soft sound escaping her lips as she feels you hardening inside her.

Your right hand rubs the base of Kurumu's tail in slow circles. The succubus gasps in her half-sleep, her hips shifting involuntarily. Your left hand finds Violet's breast, cupping the soft flesh, your fingertips brushing across her nipple until the blonde's eyes open with quiet precision.

"Good morning, Goshujin-sama," Hinata whispers, her pussy clenching around your cock as she wakes fully.

"Thank you for guarding everyone from me," you say quietly.

Hinata's cheeks flush. "Always."

You begin rocking your hips - slow, shallow thrusts that make Hinata bite her lip. "Kurumu. Position yourself above my stomach. In front of Hinata."

The succubus moves with trembling legs, crawling forward until she's straddling your abdomen, her pussy glistening against your skin, her back to Hinata. Her blue hair cascades down, her full breasts swaying as she settles.

"Hinata. Tease her breasts."

Hinata's hands reach forward, cupping Kurumu's heavy breasts from behind. The succubus moans immediately, her wings twitching, her tail lashing. Hinata's fingers find her nipples - rolling, pinching gently, kneading the soft flesh with surprising confidence.

Violet wakes fully to this sight. You turn your head and kiss her gently, your lips pressing soft against hers. "I wish I had a camera in my eyes," you murmur against her mouth. "You're very picturesque."

Violet's cheeks color faintly. "That is... a very kind thing to say."

You call gently across the bed. "Maria. Are you ready for a sudden master-servant contract?"

Maria lifts her head from where she'd been half-dozing, her violet eyes sharpening immediately. "Of course I am - you do all the hard parts already."

You chuckle. Mana flows from your fingertips as you trace the ritual circle beneath the sheets - golden light bleeding through silk, patterns spreading in concentric rings. Maria crawls closer, pressing her palm against the circle's edge, her demonic energy threading through your framework, reshaping it into the succubus variant.

The circle pulses. Kurumu's breath catches.

You raise your hand in front of her. "Kiss the back of my hand."

She leans forward, her lips pressing against your knuckles - soft, trembling, committed.

The contract's golden light floods upward, wrapping around Kurumu's body in spiraling threads. Her wings snap open, her back arching, a cry tearing from her throat as the bond sears into her existence. The system registers her immediately - you feel her, her presence warm, eager and entirely yours.

[MASTER CONTRACT ESTABLISHED: KURUMU KURONO]

[NEW ABILITY UNLOCKED: DREAM WALKER]

[SERVANT SYSTEM STATUS: INITIATING...]

The arousal curse hits her like a wave. Her pussy floods against your stomach, slick heat spreading across your skin. Her thighs tremble violently, her tail going rigid, her nipples hardening painfully under Hinata's fingers.

"Oh - oh god - it's -" Kurumu's voice breaks into a moan, her hips grinding involuntarily against your abdomen. Her wings flare wide, her blue hair plastered to her sweat-sheened shoulders.

You pet her thighs and stomach with both hands, watching her grow increasingly wet - her arousal dripping down your skin, her body responding to the curse with desperate intensity. Hinata continues teasing her breasts, rolling her nipples between skilled fingers, and Kurumu's moans escalate into keening wails.

"Master -" she gasps, the word falling from her lips naturally, instinctively. "Please -"

You sit up slowly, your lips finding Kurumu's in a deep, claiming kiss. Her mouth opens against yours immediately, her tongue desperate and eager, her blue hair spilling across your shoulders. You pull back just enough to speak against her lips.

"I'm going to lay back down," you tell her, your voice low and steady. "And you're going to kiss me with those virgin lips."

Kurumu's breath catches. Her violet eyes go wide, her wings trembling behind her.

"Hinata is going to play with your tail. Albedo and you are going to have a kissing competition. Maria, Violet - would you please pet the inside of Kurumu's wings?"

Both women move without hesitation. Maria's fingers find the delicate membrane where wing meets back, and Kurumu shudders violently at the touch. Violet's smooth hands trace the inner folds with precise, gentle pressure.

"I'm going to suck and kiss on my Kurumu's virgin pussy while I reach up to claim her beautiful breasts." You cup both heavy breasts in your hands, touching Hinata's hands, squeezing firmly. "Are you ready?"

"Please - Master - I'm begging -" Kurumu's voice breaks into a whimper, her whole body shivering with the arousal curse and anticipation combined. Her pussy is dripping, slick heat coating her inner thighs.

You lay back. Kurumu almost falls over rushing to reposition herself above your face with trembling legs, her knees settling on either side of your head, her glistening pussy hovering inches from your mouth. Hinata's fingers wrap around the base of her tail from behind, stroking in slow circles, and the succubus lets out a sharp cry.

Albedo rises from behind you, her gold eyes sharp with competitive interest. She cups Kurumu's chin, tilting the succubus's face toward hers. "Let's see how a succubus kisses when she's not performing," Albedo murmurs, and presses her lips against Kurumu's.

Your tongue drags flat across Kurumu's clit.

She screams into Albedo's mouth. Her thighs clamp around your head, her pussy flooding against your tongue, her wings snapping open so violently that Maria and Violet have to adjust their positions. Your hands reach up, gripping her breasts, fingers sinking into the soft flesh, thumbs rolling her hardened nipples.

Maria's fingers stroke the inner membrane of her left wing. Violet traces the right. Hinata works her tail from base to tip. Albedo's tongue dominates against hers. Your mouth devouring her pussy.

Kurumu comes in under thirty seconds - a violent, full-body convulsion that makes her wings flare wide, her tail going rigid in Hinata's grip, a muffled scream tearing from her throat into Albedo's mouth. Her pussy spasms against your tongue in rapid, desperate pulses.

You don't stop. Your tongue circles her clit again, pressing harder, and she comes a second time within a minute - harder than the first, her hips bucking uncontrollably, her claws digging into the headboard above you. Albedo breaks the kiss to watch her face contort with pleasure.

The third orgasm makes her collapse forward, her wings folding around her body like a cocoon, her whole frame shaking. The fourth reduces her to wordless keening. By the fifth, the arousal curse has vanished, and Kurumu is a trembling, tear-streaked mess above you, her violet eyes completely glazed.

Albedo catches her carefully, dismounting the shivering succubus from your face with gentle hands, guiding her limp body to the sheets beside you. "There we are," the Overlord succubus murmurs, almost maternal.

Hinata takes over. The kunoichi begins riding you with slow, deliberate rolls of her hips, her pussy clenching around your cock as she chases your release. Her lavender eyes find yours with quiet devotion as she works.

Kurumu crawls absent minded to your side, her blue hair plastered to her face, her tail still twitching. She presses her lips to your shoulder.

Maria stretches beside you, her violet eyes curious. "So what ability did you get from her?"

You laugh, pulling Kurumu closer. "Dream Walker. I can control the subconscious of sleeping individuals. Or contracted servants can use it to have dreams of submitting to their master."

Maria's eyebrows rise. Robin, still half-dozing nearby, opens one blue eye with sudden interest.

"I'm completely confident," you add with a grin, "that you're all going to get more out of this ability than I am."

Hinata clenches around you and you release inside her with a groan, her satisfied moan mixing with the quiet laughter of the room.