My Unique Skill Is Fate Gacha[DxD]

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Ravel slid her delicate hands along Alear’s pants, opening the zipper with slightly trembling but determined movements. When she pulled the fabric down along with his underwear, his member sprang free, erect and throbbing, almost touching her face.

She swallowed hard, and her dark blue eyes widened. No matter how many times she saw it, it was still intimidating. It was thick, long, and extremely rigid, larger than her own forearm. Instinctively, Ravel raised her arm beside it to compare the sizes, keeping her gaze fixed on the vein that pulsed along its entire length. The blush on her face became even more intense.

Alear raised an eyebrow, amused.

"What is it...?"

"N-Nothing, Alear-sama!" Ravel snapped out of her brief trance, blinking rapidly. Without saying anything else, she gripped the thick base with both delicate hands, leaned forward, and opened her soft lips. She slowly took the pinkish head into her mouth, letting her hot, wet mouth envelop it as a muffled moan escaped her throat.

"Mmmh..."

Her tongue began to move with dedication, tracing slow circles around the glans while she descended a few more centimeters. It wasn’t easy; he was too big for her to accommodate comfortably. Even so, Ravel made the effort, her cheeks slightly hollowed by the moderate suction she applied. Saliva dripped discreetly from the corners of her mouth, lubricating him as she moved her head up and down, trying to take in as much as she could.

Alear let out a deep groan of satisfaction, leaning back better in the chair. The sensation was excellent: Ravel’s hot, wet mouth, her skilled tongue sliding along the underside of the glans and the main vein, while her small hands carefully massaged the base and balls. He raised one hand and gently placed it on her blonde hair, intertwining his fingers in the soft braids without applying force, simply following the rhythm.

"You’re doing very well, Ravel. Your skills have improved a lot..."

Encouraged by the praise, she redoubled her efforts. She went deeper, feeling the thick head touch the back of her throat. A slight gag reflex emerged, but she quickly regained control, breathing through her nose and swallowing around him. The wet, obscene sound echoed softly through the office as she accelerated the movement of her head, sucking with more vigor. Her tongue didn’t stop: it licked, pressed, and swirled constantly, while one hand stroked the part she couldn’t fit in her mouth. The moist heat, the constant suction, and Ravel’s glazed eyes looking up at him from beneath her lashes made Alear’s arousal grow more and more.

When he let out a long sigh and gently guided her head a little further down, Ravel moaned around him, sending vibrations throughout his entire length. Her eyes watered slightly from the effort, but she didn’t stop, completely focused on pleasuring her future husband. Alear’s musky, distinctly masculine scent filled her nostrils with every quick breath through her nose — an intense aroma mixed with the subtle perfume of his skin that left her even more dazed.

Each time she went down, the thick head forced its way through her tight throat, creating an intense, slippery pressure that made her throat contract involuntarily around him.

Gluck... gluck... slurp...

Alear savored the intense heat of her mouth, her soft, wet tongue pressing against his member, licking and swirling with devotion. Ravel’s small hands squeezed and caressed the base firmly, her delicate fingers twisting and sliding in perfect rhythm. The contrast between the softness of her lips and the strength of the suction was maddening...

He guided the rhythm gently, moving his hips slightly forward, just enough to match the movements of her mouth.

Ravel was already starting to feel her jaw ache from the effort, but the salty, musky taste leaking from the glans encouraged her to continue. She swallowed around him, feeling her throat massage the entire invading length as it contracted rhythmically, as if trying to extract every drop.

"Ravel... I’m close..." Alear warned, his voice hoarse and deep.

She redoubled her efforts, increasing the strength of her suction. Her head began to move faster, while her tongue continued working tirelessly over the sensitive glans. Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, mixing with the saliva that moistened her chin and his member.

Alear let out a deep groan, gently holding her head in place as the pleasure finally overflowed. Thick, hot, and abundant jets were shot directly into the back of her throat. The intense, salty, and slightly bitter taste filled Ravel’s mouth, quickly overflowing it. She swallowed with difficulty, her neck visibly moving with each gulp, feeling the hot liquid slide down her throat and warm her stomach. Some smaller jets escaped from the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin as she continued sucking avidly, determined to extract every last drop. Her tongue carefully ran along the still-sensitive length, cleaning every remnant with total dedication. Finally, her red and swollen lips released him with a soft pop, while a thin string of saliva and semen remained connecting her mouth to his member for a brief moment before breaking.

She breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her face intensely flushed and her eyes watery, shining with excitement. She slowly ran her tongue across her own lips, cleaning what remained, before raising her gaze to him with an expression full of desire.

"Alear-sama..." she murmured in a hoarse voice before slowly standing up and sitting back down on his lap, hugging him tightly. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she pressed her warm body against his masculine chest. Her hips moved restlessly, rubbing her still-clothed crotch against his member, which was already beginning to harden again.

"Please... fuck me..." she begged, her voice trembling with need. "I want you inside me now..."

Alear smiled with a predatory gleam in his eyes. His large hands slid down to her ass, squeezing the soft and firm buttocks firmly over her pants, his fingers sinking into the elastic flesh.

"That was my plan from the beginning..."

With quick and precise movements, he pulled her blouse up. After she moved slightly away from the embrace, he removed it over her head. The white lace bra appeared next, delicate and almost transparent, supporting Ravel’s medium, perky breasts. Her pink nipples were already hardened, marking the thin fabric. With skill, he unclasped it and tossed the bra aside, freeing her breasts. As always, the sight was incredible. Although they weren’t huge, they were perfectly rounded, firm, with pink areolas and swollen nipples that seemed to beg for attention.

Alear immediately lowered his head, capturing one of the nipples with his mouth. He sucked it firmly, while his tongue swirled and licked in slow movements, at the same time that his other hand massaged the remaining breast, squeezing it and gently pinching the nipple between his fingers. Ravel arched her back, letting out a sharp moan.

"Ahh! Alear-sama...!"

Her proud princess personality and stubborn fan demeanor melted completely. Her eyes became glazed with pure lust, her mouth slightly open as she moaned without any shame, keeping his head pressed against her breasts.

Alear stood up with her in his arms, firmly holding her ass, and sat her on the edge of the noble wooden desk. With a quick tug, he removed the rest of her clothes: first her pants, then the matching white lace panties.

Ravel was completely naked on the desk. Her body was a delicious sight: flawless fair skin, perky breasts rising and falling with her accelerated breathing, a slim waist, wide hips with soft curves, and long, well-toned legs. Her flat stomach trembled slightly with anticipation, while her blonde hair fell messily over her shoulders...

Alear didn’t wait. He held his member, now fully rigid again, and rubbed it a few times against her wet entrance, lubricating himself with her fluids. Then he pushed in.

"Nnghh!!" Ravel cried out in pleasure as he penetrated her. Even with Alear using subtle magic to relax and accommodate her insides, the sensation was overwhelming. His thickness forced its way through, stretching her inner walls to the limit. Inch after inch invaded her, filling her completely until it reached the deepest part. There was still a considerable portion left to enter fully, and the outline of his member became visible under her flat stomach, forming a prominent bulge against her fair skin.

Alear felt her insides grip him like a hot, wet, pulsing vice, her inner muscles contracting desperately around him.

Ravel came the instant he bottomed out. Her entire body trembled violently, her legs spreading even wider, her eyes rolling back as an intense orgasm hit her.

"Aaaahhh!! I’m cumming!!" she screamed, her voice breaking. Her body shuddered uncontrollably as successive spasms coursed through her belly.

Alear firmly held her soft thighs, spreading them even further, and began moving his hips in deep, rhythmic thrusts.

The sound of impact echoed through the office.

Plap, plap, plap...

As he moved in and out, the outline of his member appeared and disappeared under her belly with every movement.

Ravel completely lost her composure. Her moans turned into incoherent babbling:

"Ahh! Too big...! Alear-sama... breaking me...! Deeper...! Cumming... I’m cumming again...!!"

Her body convulsed with every powerful thrust, overwhelmed by successive orgasms as he continued to claim her on the desk, scattering and crumpling the papers beneath her body.

After a few minutes, Alear gripped Ravel’s slim waist firmly with both hands, his fingers sinking into her soft skin. His hips accelerated the pace, thrusting hard and deep. With every thrust, the outline of his thick member obscenely marked her belly. Then, he pushed even deeper, using subtle magic so her body could adapt, until he finally penetrated her completely, making the head press directly against the back of her womb.

"Nnngh...! Ravel... I’m going to cum inside..."

Alear groaned hoarsely as he reached his peak, releasing thick, hot jets directly into the depths of her womb. Heavy waves completely filled her, causing her flat stomach to acquire a slight swell as he continued pumping, making sure to pour everything as deep as possible.

Ravel rolled her eyes, letting her tongue slip slightly between her lips in a clear expression of ecstasy. Her entire body convulsed violently as the orgasm hit her with full force.

"Aaaaahhh!! So deep...!! It reached my womb...!! Cumming... cumming so much...!!!"

Even after reaching climax, Alear didn’t stop. Still completely hard, he lifted her into the air, supporting her by the ass with his strong hands. Instinctively, Ravel’s legs wrapped around his waist as he continued to possess her in that position, delivering powerful thrusts that made her body rise and fall. Her breasts bounced against his chest, and her moans filled the entire office.

"Alear-sama...! Too strong...! But keep going... it feels so good...!!"

She babbled between ragged breaths, while a string of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth.

A few minutes later, he came inside her again, flooding her already completely filled interior once more.

Then, Alear sat down in the large office chair and pulled Ravel on top of him. She straddled him, slowly descending onto his still-rigid member. Braced with her hands on his chest, she began to ride him, moving her hips up and down with increasing intensity. Alear held her ass firmly, helping her descend with even more force, making each movement hit deeply against the back of her womb.

He came inside her for the third time while Ravel trembled in yet another orgasm, her belly already visibly full.

Finally, Alear turned her onto all fours on the desk. Her perky ass, already reddened from the constant squeezing, was completely exposed. Holding her hips, he penetrated her from behind again with strong, rhythmic thrusts.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

The wet sound of flesh colliding echoed throughout the office.

Ravel screamed in pleasure, her face pressed against the wooden desk and her eyes completely rolled back, unable to contain the successive orgasms that coursed through her body.

Alear delivered the final deep thrusts before reaching climax once more, filling her to the limit.

When he finally withdrew his member from inside her, Ravel collapsed onto the desk, completely exhausted and still trembling. Her legs remained spread, revealing her swollen and reddened intimacy. A thick, white flow slowly dripped down her thighs before falling onto the office floor. Her belly still showed a slight swell, evidencing how much she had been filled...

He let out a sigh and cast a spell to clean and dress her again. Then, with another spell, he gently transported her to the sofa, arranging her so she could rest...

Finally, he put his pants back on, organized the folders, and placed all the documents back on the desk in perfect order. He observed the stack of papers for a few moments but eventually gave up on the idea of continuing to work that day. After Ravel’s unexpected ’help’, his mind was much lighter and more relaxed, and honestly, he no longer felt like spending the rest of the afternoon buried in reports. There would be plenty of time to deal with the work later.

He thought about taking a walk around the capital of the Underworld. It would be an excellent way to enjoy the free time and, at the same time, allow Mio to get to know the place better. Maybe he should wait for Ravel to wake up and invite her too?

Hmm... she would probably only wake up a few hours later. The intense orgasm that made her pass out, combined with the accumulated fatigue, wouldn’t allow her to wake up so soon. Even without resorting to any spell from his [Eromancy], Ravel was naturally very sensitive and extremely easy to bring to climax, which made her physical endurance in this kind of situation relatively low.

In any case, there was no reason to wait. He would invite just Mio and Maria to go for a walk with him around the capital of the Underworld...

Nobunaga seemed to have found a new form of entertainment on television. Through the connection between them, Alear could sense that she was having a lot of fun in the room that had been prepared for her. Was exploding everything in a game really that fun?

An ironic smile appeared on his lips as he left the office.

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