Kiri's body had been more than ready for a while. So when Ryuji picked her up and tossed her gently onto the blanket he'd prepared nearby, it didn't take much effort for his fingers to slide into her.
And damn, she was tight—easily the tightest he'd ever felt.
Even though she'd clearly braced herself for it, the mont his fingers started to explore deeper, it beca obvious how tense she still was. Her entrance clenched up almost defensively, resisting even his slowest, gentlest movents.
"Ah—!"She cried out as he pushed in. Her legs snapped together instinctively, trapping both his hand and his head between her trembling thighs.
"S-sorry…"She mumbled through flushed cheeks, then slowly spread her legs again, revealing her thoroughly soaked pussy to him. Unlike Tsunade's golden hues, Kiri's dark patch was ssier, wilder—but it only added to her allure.
He reached out again, intending to softly tease the sensitive clit and help her relax. But just a few precise strokes was all it took for Kiri to suddenly arch her back and—
A sharp gasp tore from her lips as a sudden gush of liquid exploded from between her thighs.
Water splashed over his chest, soaking him all over again. But he wasn't even mad. What left him truly speechless… was the way she collapsed imdiately afterward, lying there like a ragdoll, breathless and completely out of commission.
Looking at the dazed, twitching ss sprawled before him, Ryuji stared in silence for a mont, then finally muttered:
"…How the hell did you finish even faster than Tsunade?"
Tsunade was quick to climax, sure—but at least she could last until he got so satisfaction. But Kirir?
"I-I was nervous, okay!"
She stamred, turning her head away, clearly mortified. Her voice was barely above a whisper. "It's not like I've… ever done this before… I didn't know how to hold back…"
She clutched at the sheet under her, her knuckles white. Her cheeks burned crimson, the sha radiating off her like heat waves.
She'd always mocked the n around her in the Wasteland, always teased them for being "too quick" or "not lasting"—but now?
Now she knew exactly what that felt like.
Her eyes flicked downward at the thing still throbbing between Ryuji's legs, and she visibly flinched, shrinking into herself.
She was still scared. Still tense.
But dammit—she wanted this. She'd looked forward to this!
Kiri! Co on, girl! Get it together!You can't wimp out now!You finally got this far!
He watched her squirm and sighed, half-exasperated, half-amused.
Honestly, this was what a normal first ti should look like.
He'd known plenty of guys who, during their first experience, barely lasted a few strokes. And girls—especially the ones who'd never even touched themselves—often couldn't handle even the lightest pleasure.
Considering how long they'd been teasing and touching each other, it was no wonder she had hit her limit so quickly. Her body was already on edge. That sudden jolt of real stimulation must have just overwheld her.
Still… it was kind of adorable.
Erina had her breakdown because of cursed food.
Tsunade snapped from an emotional ltdown.
And the rchant woman? …She didn't even have a soul, and there wasn't even a trace of a hyn involved.
But Kiri—she was different.She was his first real chance at truly exploring soone untouched.
Though, clearly, virgin girls ca with their own set of… complications.
"It's all right," he said, gently brushing his fingers down her thigh. "We'll take it slow. You just focus on feeling good—I'll guide you through it."
Ryuji really wanted to take his ti with these legs. They were too damn perfect to rush.
He made a ntal note—gotta find so thigh-highs or stockings for her. Bare legs were beautiful, but there was just sothing about that stockings…
He didn't think about the old pair of socks she'd tossed at him the other day—those were way past usable after the "incident."
Since Kiri had already climaxed once, he gave her ti to rest and breathe before slowly starting up again. Unlike Tsunade, she didn't have superhuman recovery—so he couldn't push her too fast.
After a while, once her muscles loosened and her breath steadied, he started again. Gentle touches. Whisper-light caresses. Slowly easing her back to that edge, guiding her body toward acceptance, trust.
And just when she finally relaxed—legs parted, hips tilted up, she was ready to have him inside her, her gaze eting his with hesitant excitent—
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!"
A bone-chilling scream cut through the air.
"AHHHHHHH!!!"
More screams. Female. Desperate. Close.
Ryuji's head snapped up—and then he saw them.
Five… no, six…
Pale-white Sadako-looking zombies were charging straight at them.
"Motherf—!"
Without hesitation, a heavy M60 machine gun appeared in his hands, and he opened fire on the Sadako-like zombies without rcy.
In a single, blistering burst, the scorching bullets shredded them to pieces.
But it was already too late.
From deep within the forest, a chorus of grotesque noises erupted. He saw it clearly—countless zombies from all directions were stampeding toward them like maddened beasts.
He stood up imdiately, and beside him, Kiri pulled out her twin revolvers, unleashing a storm of bullets at the charging undead.
Dozens of zombies were reduced to twitching corpses under their relentless firepower—hardly a threat by now. But by the ti Ryuji and Kiri cleared the incoming wave, the sultry atmosphere that had lingered between them earlier had completely vanished.
The stench of rotting corpses and thick, cloying blood filled the air, making them both nauseous.
Even when he noticed the shimring glow between Kiri's thighs and the faint trace of silver strands trailing from her body, neither of them felt any urge to continue what they had started.
The mood was gone. Replaced with filth and gore and exhaustion. The fire had been doused.
"Damn it!!"
Kiri realized it too. With a scowl, she turned her revolvers on the Sadako zombies that had ruined everything, unloading bullet after bullet into their shredded remains.
She had made up her mind. She was ready. She had even prepared herself to give everything to Ryuji.
And then—zombies happened.
The sheer frustration drove her a little mad.
But after that whole ss, all desire had vanished. Completely.
And honestly, there wasn't ti for flirting or ssing around anymore.
They exchanged a glance—one that said "we'll deal with this later."
Dressing quickly, the two of them hopped on the motorbike and, still burning with frustration and fury, rode back to camp in silence... and started cooking.
Lux, off to the side, had no idea what had happened to make Kiri and Ryuji look so sour. She didn't even co close to guessing what the two of them had been about to do.
But Rias sniffed the air delicately—and instantly understood.
Still, she was curious. If the two of them were ready to go all the way, why did it end like this?
Was it because being with Kiri didn't generate as much "energy"?
Rias pondered it deeply.
Although she had her own plans for returning ho and wasn't relying on Ryuji, she had ntally prepared for the possibility that, if it ca to it, she might have to do sothing… intimate with him.
So, she was keeping an eye on things.
"…I'm full," Ryuji muttered, barely picking at the stew before getting up. "Gonna sleep."
"I'll go tune the workbench," Kiri said shortly, setting her utensils down.
She was in a foul mood tonight. So, she was going to mod so guns—get ready for a kill-fest tomorrow. Might as well make herself useful and prep for the battlefield.
As for doing that kind of thing with Ryuji? That could wait. She had confidence. One day—just one—was enough to get the job done.
And with that, she walked off toward the workbench area.
"What a goddamn shitty world," Ryuji muttered to himself as he sank into his warm bedding. He closed his eyes with a bitter grunt.
Kiri would probably be working until the rchant closed shop—which ant he couldn't even go find the rchant lady for a distraction.
And doing it with Kiri here? Not happening. She'd never agree.
So now, thanks to those damn zombies, he was stuck sleeping alone!
But just as he drifted off, half-asleep, he vaguely heard soone calling his na. Groggy, he mumbled a reply…
And then—sothing warm, wet, and soft slid over his "little brother."
Ryuji snapped awake instantly.
There was a person down there!
He bolted upright, thinking it was Kiri, and instinctively pressed down on the head beneath the sheets, already planning to return the favor with a mouthful of Kiri's—
But then, he caught a glimpse of golden hair.
And then…
He saw Lux's face.
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