"*Slurp*… Miki, you're *soaked* tonight."
After a grueling day at the lab, Gorou had gotten into the habit of releasing all his stress by losing himself in his wife Miki's body.
Their house turned into a den of debauchery every night as soon as Issei left to hand out his flyers.
Deep down, Gorou was kinda grateful to Rias. She kept his son busy until late at night.
"C-c'mon… it's *you* who's makin' me… *hah*… like this!" Miki stammered, her cheeks flushed, her breath already ragged.
*BAM.*
Before she could finish her half-true accusations, Gorou gave her a light smack on the ass, just enough to make her soft flesh jiggle.
The sound echoed in the kitchen, followed by Miki's muffled little yelp.
'Damn, that ass… still so plush, and those thighs… so damn soft,' Gorou thought, a predatory grin on his lips.
He didn't waste a second, diving back between her legs, devouring his "dinner" with near-animalistic hunger.
His tongue traced expert circles on her already wet, glistening vulva, dripping with desire.
Miki, still reeling from the smack, wobbled. Her legs buckled, but the kitchen sink caught her just in time.
Without even realizing it, she grabbed Gorou's hair, pressing his face harder against her dripping sex.
A raw moan escaped her, betraying her surrender to the pleasure her husband was giving her.
Gorou wasn't clueless or blind, unlike a lot of Japanese protagonists.
He caught the instinctive intent behind Miki's move.
'Haha, you can't fight it, Miki,'he thought, his eyes curving into crescent moons.
He slipped one finger, then two, into her warm wetness, exploring her vaginal walls.
This wasn't their first rodeo, not after that night with Rias in the house with Issei.
Gorou was starting to get a better read on his wife's conscious and unconscious desires, having fucked Miki so much he knew her body like the back of his hand.
"S-slow down… it's… *hah*… too sensitive!" Miki whimpered, her trembling voice barely holding back the obscene sounds filling the room.
But Gorou had no intention of slowing down.
On the contrary, he sped up his finger movements and dove deeper, his tongue growing more aggressive, alternating between sucking and quick flicks.
*Slurp.*
*Suck.*
*Finger.*
The rhythm was erratic and hellish for Miki.
The sweet, motherly woman was unraveling under the assault, giving way to something else.
A lewd woman.
Her moans turned into barely muffled cries, her whole body quivering. She was on the edge, and Gorou knew it.
"I-I… I'M COMING!" she screamed suddenly, her body wracked with violent spasms.
A hot jet splashed across Gorou's face, dripping onto the kitchen tiles.
'Damn, she let it *flow*… more than usual,' he thought, wiping his chin with a satisfied smirk.
Miki was panting heavily, half-slumped over the counter, eyes half-lidded, breath short.
'She usually likes it rough.' That thought lit a fire in Gorou's eyes.
Without missing a beat, he dropped his pants, freeing his throbbing, oversized erection.
Miki was still in a post-orgasm haze, too out of it to register what was happening.
Her husband lifted her slightly, propping her half-sitting on the edge of the kitchen sink, one leg hoisted over his shoulder.
"D-darling ?" she mumbled, barely conscious.
*BAM.*
With one precise, merciless thrust, Gorou buried himself in her, his cock spreading her soaked flesh with obscene ease.
Miki gasped, her eyes widening at the shock of raw, pure pleasure from Gorou Jr.
Gorou didn't wait for her to recover. He kissed her savagely, his tongue invading her mouth.
Miki tasted her own orgasm on his tongue as he explored her mouth in a relentless kiss.
*BAM. BAM. BAM.*
Each thrust was harder, deeper, more precise, targeting Miki's weak spots that Gorou knew all too well.
Their bodies slapped together in a frenzied, primal rhythm.
Trapped between the sink and her husband's muscled chest, Miki had nowhere to run.
Her foggy mind clung to him for support, her nails digging into his shoulders.
Their voracious kiss muffled her moans, filling the kitchen.
Miki's eyes, gleaming with a lewd spark, took on a heart-shaped hue.
It was like she was fully giving in to this wild side of herself or letting the mood carry her away.
Gorou recognized those eyes—he'd seen them plenty in his past life.
'Does the law of the H-world apply here too?'
A question he planned to investigate through the single neighbor.
He'd always had a feeling about her and his son Kazuhiro.
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That hunch was confirmed recently, thanks to Gorou's custom version of the Greedy Human Detector.
This magical tech, created by devils, was used to find greedy humans for their pacts.
Gorou's version let him spot specific personality traits, as he was on the hunt for interesting people.
Despite all these thoughts, barely a few seconds had passed in reality.
"I… I'm gonna…" Gorou growled, feeling the pressure build, his cock already trembling.
He wanted to come.
But Miki, in a surge of raw desire, grabbed his face and kissed him with desperate fervor, stopping him from speaking.
Their tongues tangled, their breaths mixing in a chaotic haze of lust.
*Slurp.*
*Breath.*
*Moan.*
Gorou didn't hold back.
He decided not to, since Miki seemed ready to come again soon.
He wanted to release his seed at the same time.
"Ahm~" Finally, Miki hit her climax.
That let him let go, unloading his sperm as deep as possible inside her, Miki's body shuddering from the intensity of another orgasm triggered by the heat of Gorou's cum inside her.
But he was far from done.
Still hard, Miki's moans begging for more spurred him into action again.
…
When morning came, after their steamy night, Gorou got his usual "service" that he'd asked Miki to provide before breakfast.
"*Suck* D-darling, is this *really* necessary every morning~?"
Despite her little complaint, Miki worked Gorou Jr. with care.
Her mouth sucked and licked his balls with precision before swallowing half his cock.
Then she started a back-and-forth motion, using her tongue to tease his tip.
'Damn, she started doing this two weeks ago and she's already *this* good?'
Even though he was sweating from how well his wife teased his sensitive spots and used her mouth, Gorou still spoke up.
"I-it's… necessary to keep me from doing something stupid," he said, half-joking.
Unfortunately, Miki didn't catch his hint.
She just doubled her efforts, ramping up the intensity of her sucking.
"T-take it all!"
Gorou grabbed her head, holding her in place, and exploded in her mouth.
*Pant.*
The sound of Gorou's breathing echoed in the bedroom after his surprisingly intense ejaculation.
*Pop.*
With a small sound from the suction finally released, Miki licked and swallowed the rest of the cum on his cock.
It was the first time she'd done that.
Normally, she spit it out.
His cock instantly got hard again at the sight, but he stopped himself.
Miki was exhausted from last night, and he had work to do.
He left the marital bed, ignoring Gorou Jr.'s protests and to Miki's great relief.
She couldn't even get out of bed right now, thanks to Gorou.
"Want me to bring you breakfast?"
"No… but I've got something to tell you."
Gorou paused halfway, looking at his wife with a slightly confused expression.
It was rare for Miki to take a serious tone in this kind of mood.
"I… I think I'm pregnant…"
Even though he'd always wanted to mess with Issei since his reincarnation over a small mistake and his immature side, Gorou wasn't ready for this news.
'Is the convenience store open this early? I suddenly feel like getting some milk.'