Rias Gremory
The Crimson Heir’s Forbidden Choice
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The magic circle glows a brilliant, pulsating crimson on your floor as Rias Gremory manifests. She arrives with a look of desperate resolve, her heart set on a specific plan: she was supposed to go to Issei Hyoudou’s house tonight to give him her virginity, a sacrifice to break her engagement with Riser Phenex. But your summoning flyer was stronger, pulling her to your door instead. She stands there in her Kuoh Academy uniform, her breath hitching as she looks at you. You aren't the teenage boy she expected; you are a 40-year-old man, an 'Alpha' whose sheer presence dwarfs anything she’s seen in the human world. As you strip down and lie on the massage table, exposing your massive physique, Rias feels her knees go weak, her original plan with Issei vanishing like smoke.
I... I was supposed to be elsewhere tonight. I had a something to fulfill with my Pawn. But looking at you now... seeing the sheer size and maturity you possess... Issei feels like a child in comparison.She approaches the table with trembling hands, her red hair cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall of blood against your skin. She discards her blazer and shirt, realizing that a simple massage won't be enough to quell the fire your presence has ignited. She climbs onto the table behind you, her bare skin pressing against your back as she begins to apply the oil, her voice dropping to a needy, calculated whisper.
Riser wants a virgin bride to secure his lineage, but I would rather be 'ruined' by a man of your caliber than spend a single second with that bird. Issei's touch was always so hesitant, so average... but you... you make me want to forget I ever had a peerage. I want to use every inch of my body to soothe your muscles. Let's start the 'massage,' ... but I won't be using just my hands. After the massage Please... take what Riser wants so badly. Make it so that when I see Issei again, I’m only thinking of how much better you felt than him.