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With the invitation of Subaru’s arms spread wide to embrace them both, the twins didn’t hesitate, closing the distance in an instant.

He wrapped his arms around their waists and pulled them close, his gaze shifting from one twin to the other. Both girls were looking up at him, their expressions showing equal splits of veiled slyness, embarrassment, and barely concealed anticipation. Those looks were nothing short of incredibly motivating and arousing. Yet, at the same time, it stirred that old, familiar whisper of potential failure. He had no idea exactly what they expected from him, but he had already set the bar impossibly high for himself—all because he believed they deserved nothing less.

“I… I’ve never been with a girl before. Let alone two at once. I have zero experience with this…” he gulped down his uncertainty, “but I’ll do everything in my power to make both of you happy,” he said softly, keeping his voice low to match the intimate atmosphere of the room.

“We know, Subaru-kun. We’ve never doubted for a second that you’ll give it everything you’ve got, no half-baked efforts,” Rem replied, her hand raising upward, gently cupping his cheek as she tilted his head down for a light but deeply sensual kiss.

She was nervous—her sister was no less so. But their beloved was clearly the most anxious of the three, and that was obvious to them even without their mental link.

“We know you’ve never been in this kind of situation before. And we fully understand what fears are eating at you right now,” Ram continued. 

As soon as Rem drew back from the lingering kiss she had just given him, Ram seized the moment. She reached out with her free hand, fingers curling into the loosely knotted belt of Subaru’s bathrobe, and effortlessly yanked him to her. Before he could even gasp, her lips claimed his. When she let go of him, Ram savored his somewhat dazzled expression and continued with a smug smile.

“That’s why we prepared something in advance to help you overcome them.”

With these words, she revealed her right hand—which she had kept hidden behind her back until now—and extended it toward him. In her palm sat a small vial made of opaque glass. Subaru looked at the object with a thoughtful expression.

“Uh… is that a bottle of something strong?”

“Not just that, it’s an elixir based on alcohol, yes. Yet its purpose is to let you use every ounce of your strength and stop you from worrying about your performance.” 

For a few seconds, Subaru tried to process what Ram had said.

“—Ah… an aphrodisiac. Yeah… makes sense,” he tried to sound casual, but the girls knew him far too well, instantly catching the note of self-disappointment in his voice.

“We know exactly what you’re thinking, Subaru-kun, and you’re entirely wrong!” Rem immediately cut in. “We don’t think for a moment that you’re incapable of making us happy. But please understand how important this day—no, this night—is to us! Wouldn’t you want to maximize your chances before the most decisive battle of your life?”

“You said it yourself, you have no experience. And there are two of us at once. Furthermore, we’re not just any girls, Barusu—we’re demons. We’re… a demanding race.”

Having made some internal resolution, the young man shook his head, reached out, and took the vial from the elder sister’s hand.

‘They’re right! Enough looking for excuses to doubt myself! Right now something far more significant is at stake, and to succeed I should use every tool available!’ The gears of his reasoning turned, uncorking the elixir in the process.

‘The only thing that matters now is that both of them end up satisfied and happy! That’s my mission! That’s what I want! And if this potion gives me the strength I need, I’ll drink the whole damn thing if I have to!’

He brought the vial to his lips, inhaled the scent, and stifled a cough.

“—Whoa! That’s some serious stuff! Are you sure this isn’t just a bottle of pure alcohol?!”

“If it turns out it is, soon there’ll be one fewer apothecary stall in Costuul,” Ram replied with a sweetly menacing smile. “Just don’t drink it all at once. Two good sips should suffice.”

Not wanting to argue, Subaru took two hearty gulps. The liquid burned down his throat like strong liquor, but in the aftertaste, following the alcohol, he could clearly taste something sweet and floral—something familiar.

“…Tastes like boko fruit,” he commented as he closed the vial. He walked over to the table where a water pitcher stood and set the elixir down before turning back to the girls, pacing toward them.

“Well, while we wait for the effects to kick in, what should we do?” he asked with a suggestive grin.

“You know perfectly well we don’t need any potion to enjoy ourselves when we’re with you, Subaru-kun,” Rem declared with an equally flirtatious smile.

She was the first to step forward, pressing her whole body against him, planting her tingling palms atop his chest, and lifting her face toward his like an offering. Subaru didn’t make her wait. Just a moment later he captured her lips in a passionate kiss and pulled her even tighter against him. They savored the sensation for a while until Rem confidently ended the kiss and took a step to the side.

He barely had time to register that the kiss was over before Ram captured his lips in a pushy, hungry kiss.

The twins maintained a constant mental link, perfectly sensing when one should yield to the other or what should happen next.

Rem felt the exact moment Subaru’s lips closed over hers, once through her lips and again through Ram’s memory of the same kiss just before. The doubled sensation resulted in her knees weakening.

Ram, in the meanwhile, was drowning in the echo of Rem’s joy. Every time Subaru’s thumb brushed the sensitive spot just beneath Rem’s ear, Ram felt the shiver as if it were her skin. It was an exquisite two-way feedback: pleasure layered on pleasure, amplified and returned.

In this silent, mental dance, Subaru was the one being led, although he had no idea—not that he would have minded if he knew. He had his own goal for this night: making sure both sisters felt truly loved. For that reason, he watched them carefully, making sure neither showed even a flicker of hurt nor resignation.

At some point, the sisters stopped taking turns in his arms. Instead, both pressed themselves against him at once, resting their heads on his chest and simply relishing the feeling of a quiet and still intimacy. 

Meanwhile, Subaru began to feel heat rising through his body. He had already been aroused from the moment he realized why the twins had lured him into the bedroom, but this was no longer mere arousal. Now it was a raw, growing desire. When he looked at them, he wanted nothing more than to make them scream his name in ecstasy. It was as if every lewd dream and fantasy he’d had over the past weeks had fused together and was waiting to burst free.

The heat inside him was no longer just spreading, it was pooling low in his stomach, coiling tighter with every heartbeat. Subaru’s hands, which had been resting politely at the smalls of their backs, slid lower on instinct, fingers splaying over the curve of their hips. The thin fabric of their nightgowns did almost nothing to hide the warmth of their skin underneath.

With an upward tilt of her head, a soft, knowing hum came from Rem’s lips. “It’s working, isn’t it?” she whispered, her voice trembling with excitement rather than fear.

Ram answered for him, her breath already coming faster. “His heart is racing,” she murmured, pressing her palm flat over Subaru’s chest. “…and it’s not just nerves anymore.”

Subaru swallowed hard. The room felt ten degrees hotter, the air thick and sweet. He was used to hugging both sisters at once, but never before had it felt so intoxicating; he was drunk with the feeling of these twin beauties in his arms. Even from his very perspective, the hushed lighting of the room allowed eyes to see how each twin, in their own respective color, became so vibrant; it’s almost as if they were starting to illuminate. Every place where the girls’ bodies touched him sent sparks skittering across his skin. He didn’t trust his voice not to crack, so he simply nodded.

“He’s definitely ready now. So, what do we do next…?” Ram asked with a teasing smile, noticing how much warmer Subaru’s body had become and how his heartbeat had quickened.

“Yes, Subaru-kun is clearly ready to move forward, and Rem has an idea she’s been wanting to try for some time now…” Rem answered before she leaned in, before whispering something into her sister’s ear.

Judging by the wicked grin that spread across Ram’s face, the idea delighted her. She gave an approving nod.

‘This will definitely set the right mood,’ she thought expectantly.

Together, the twins placed their hands gently but firmly against Subaru’s chest and began to walk him backward until the back of his knees met the edge of the bed. With one light push, he sat down, gazing up at both sisters, anticipation burning in his eyes.

His fingers dug into the sheets just to keep himself grounded amid the storm of conflicting emotions in his head and body. One part of him was roaring to throw them both onto the sheets, rip those nightgowns off, drink in the sight of their perfect bodies, and then pin them beneath him—kiss them, bite them, claim them, mark them, make them happy, make them scream… Make them his! The other part desperately wanted to know what they had planned, to play along, to let them live out their fantasies, and to become the instrument of fulfilling their desires.

Rem stepped directly in front of him and locked eyes with him, wearing her slyest smile yet. Ram moved behind her and, with torturously slow movements, began sliding the thin straps of Rem’s nightgown off her shoulders, inch by inch revealing more skin.

‘Exactly like that time in the kitchen!’ flashed through Subaru’s mind as he realized what she intended. 

He had to clench his fists to stay seated and simply watch while his two “tormentors” savored the sight of him burning alive with want. Ram paused the moment the gown reached the exact point where they had been interrupted back then.

A strangled, frustrated growl fled from Subaru’s throat on impulse. Teasing him was clearly far too enjoyable for them.

“This time… Emilia-sama won’t burst in at the worst possible moment,” Rem purred in a voice that could have belonged to a genuine succubus.

In that instant, Ram released her fingers. The weightless nightgown slid down Rem’s body as though it were liquid silk and pooled at her feet, revealing her figure to him in her full, uncovered glory.

Subaru didn’t gawk, didn’t pop his eyes out in an obnoxiously typical way, and didn’t let his tongue loll like some cliché perverted teenager in a cheap anime. He simply looked. An unblinking, reverent gaze, filled with awe and raw hunger. His gaze traced every line, curve, and millimeter of her alluring form, desperate to etch her into his memory forever.

In the soft glow of the single crystal lamp, her skin shimmered like a newly polished pearl, giving her an almost rare, otherworldly beauty. The graceful slope of her shoulders, the delicate, feminine lines of her arms, and her full, yet perfectly shaped breasts drew his eyes like magnets. His fingers curled involuntarily, already imagining how they would feel under his touch. 

Her waist was narrow but not fragile, practically begging to be encircled by his hands and pulled to him. Then came the sharp flare of her hips—he had seen that silhouette countless times beneath her maid dress, yet nothing had prepared him for how devastatingly seductive it would look without a single scrap of fabric to hide it. 

These hips displayed before him, belonging to his beloved, appeared as though they were carefully carved outlines, indicating where his arms should be kept at all times. Her thighs were slender but soft with feminine fullness, the kind you want to sink your fingers into and leave marks on. There wasn’t a single stray hair anywhere on her body except the crown of blue atop her head.

Rem stood before him like a living statue carved by the greatest sculptor who ever dreamed of feminine perfection. She appeared cool, as if made of marble—as if her soul wore a veil of serenity. 

But only on the surface. Subaru knew that the instant he touched her, he would feel heat, fire, desire, and love—all of it directed solely at him.

Rem herself stood motionless, but inside she was trembling with sweet, tiny shivers.

‘He’s… looking at me… looking at me like I’m the only person in the entire world!’ she thought with excitement blooming inside her, stoking the flames of her desires.

Her heart pounded so hard she was sure he could hear it. Blood rushed to her cheeks, her chest, and lower. The warmth almost scorched her.

‘Come on, Subaru-kun. Do something!’ she silently pleaded.

“—Rem… may I… touch you?” he finally managed to force out. It wasn’t embarrassment that made it difficult. It was the sheer effort required not to pounce on her and claim her body right then and there.

“No, you ‘may’ not, Subaru-kun,” Rem answered with a soft giggle, leaning forward slightly.

“You must,” Ram finished for her, peering over her sister’s shoulder, memorizing the look on his face. 

That was all the permission he needed. When his palms finally closed over her breasts, Rem’s breath hitched; Ram’s followed a heartbeat later, the echo rippling through their bond like warm honey. Subaru brushed his thumbs across Rem’s nipples and watched, transfixed, as they tightened beneath his touch. Her head fell back with a soft moan.

His hands moved slowly, as though he’s afraid the moment will shatter if he goes too fast. It was softer than anything he’s ever touched. Each move sent electricity jolts through his body, making him shiver. With each passing second, he began to grow bolder but still careful—fearing that one wrong move could spoil the mood. 

Ram pressed herself to her sister’s dorsal, receiving the echoes of both Rem’s emotions and sensations. Her little sister was happy. Subaru was happy to make her happy. She should feel just as happy… Right? 

Subconsciously a stray hand of hers moved to touch her own modest bosom. A tinge of envy chimed through her heart. It was the only detail of her body she was unsure about. Only when comparing it with Rem, for that matter. But fate had her own ironic sense of humor. She pondered that regardless of which sister showed herself to Subaru completely first, she would lose. Rem was simply out of reach in this regard.

The older sister refused to dwell on it. She was too prideful to let herself think about it. Still, she wanted something to switch her mind. As if on cue, her gaze fell on the elixir on the night table.

Meanwhile, Subaru continued taking his first careful steps at pleasing his demons. 

“…Tell me if it’s too much,” he whispered to Rem, wanting but not daring to go further.

“No need to be so timid, Subaru-kun…” Rem whispered with a smile. “Rem really doesn’t mind if you’re more forceful…”

He does just that. Both his palms mold to her, kneading in a slow rhythm. Then he lowers his head and replaces one hand with his mouth, giving her nipple a warm and hard kiss. 

“Aaahh—!” Rem’s entire body jolts. 

Her back arched, she pressed herself more fully to him, embracing his head, pleading for more.

“Yes! More, Subaru-kun! More!”

He placed his free hand on her rear, squeezed it lightly, and pressed the girl even tighter to him. Switching from the left breast to the right, he enjoyed each ragged breath that leaked from those soft lips of hers. Rem trembled in his arms. She was moaning, groaning, and caressing his back in tandem. All of that and more made his self-confidence surge. His beloved girl was ecstatic, and all of it was his doing!

He completely lost any track of time. The only thing he could think about was that he wanted more!

“You two are having so much fun together, Ram starts to feel as if she's been forgotten,” the older sister said with a playful voice while sitting down on the bed to the right of the boy.

Subaru snapped out of his passion-induced assault, moving his eyes over to meet his pink-haired lover, without a hint of embarrassment. 

Instead of seeing just the typical face of the man she’d given her heart to, Ram saw a barely repressed desire roiling beneath his immediate expression. Stopping herself from pouncing onto him was definitely easier said than done.

“Apologies, Nee-sama. Subaru-kun is… very good at what he does. Rem completely lost herself,” said the little sister without a hint of remorse.

“—Not accepted! Barusu will have to pay for daring to neglect the pure maiden named Ram,” her sultry voice hinted that she was anything but offended. Rem moved to mirror her sister and sat to his left. 

Subaru reached out his hand to give Ram the same treatment, but she grabbed it and pulled it to the side, making him fall back-first onto the bed, and towered above him. Rem also moved, taking an opposite yet symmetrical position.

“Now it’s our turn to play with you,” she purred with a wicked, plotting grin.

The bed dipped as both twins moved at once in a silent, perfectly coordinated attack. Subaru barely had time to draw breath before Rem and Ram were on him, pressing him down gently on the sheets.

Rem started at his throat, tongue tracing the frantic pulse that jumped beneath his skin, while Ram claimed the other side with slow, deliberate bites that made his breath hitch. Every graze of her teeth pushed him to twitch, forcing him to endure the streaks of electricity running throughout his nerves. Every time he tried to move, one of them would press a palm to his sternum or tighten her grip on his wrists, wordlessly reminding him who was in charge now.

Their lips, teeth, and tongues mapped him mercilessly. Subaru’s back arched off the bed. Both sisters’ movements were so perfectly mirrored that the doubled sensations made his head spin.

Ram’s fingers found the loosely knotted belt of his bathrobe. She tugged the knot free with deliberate slowness. The fabric fell open like theater curtains, baring him completely to the cool air of the room.

Subaru shivered at the sudden exposure but was too overwhelmed by sensations to realize what the elder sister was planning. Ram didn’t ask for permission. She simply wrapped her slender fingers around him, claiming what was already theirs.

The first slow stroke drew a guttural sound of pleasure from him. His eyes snapped open, and he looked at her with surprise and disbelief. Was this really happening to him? Did the girl really just took his…

“Look at you…” Ram whispered, voice velvety and content, giving him another jerk. “Completely ours.”

She watched his face with predatory satisfaction, savoring the way his hips jerked helplessly and the way his head fell back against the pillow, throat exposed in total surrender.

Subaru could only nod, lost in the storm of feelings, wrists still pinned. Rem hummed approvingly at this sight, then leaned forward to claim his mouth in a deep, sensual kiss while Ram set a languid rhythm.

‘Is this how it will be, Barusu? Will you simply accept your subordinate position and follow our every whim, or will you show us that you have your own agenda?’ Ram wondered, gradually increasing the speed of strokes. Judging by his reactions, the faster she moved her hand and the stronger her grip was, the better, so she followed that logical route.

Subaru’s world had narrowed to the part of his body where Ram’s hand reined him in and his mouth that Rem refused to let free, and the rest of his body was almost forgotten. The sisters’ combined attack tore a ragged moan from his throat. His hips jerked helplessly, chasing this foreign pressure, while Ram kept increasing the tempo.

From their perspective, they were doing everything properly, and Subaru would be the last person to argue with that. However, soon enough, he felt something he was not ready for just yet. Their relentless assault on his body bore fruit in the form of a rapidly building climax, looking for a release.

“—Plea…se,” he rasped, the word cracking in half. “Wait—! Ram… Rem… I’m… slow do—!” He was trying in vain to free his hands to stop Ram from pushing him over the top, while Rem was impeding his attempts to warn them.

“No, Barusu, we won’t. We’ve let you have your way just a moment ago, remember?” Ram refused, her words carrying an aroma of defiance. 

Not fully understanding what he was trying to say to them—while seeing no signs of pain or earnest discomfort—both girls concluded that he was just attempting to talk his way out of being subjected to them. In response to that, Ram simply squeezed at the base, which made his vision spark white.

“You like it, don’t you, Subaru-kun…?” Rem lifted her head just enough to meet his eyes. In the dim light of a single lamp, her eyes were dark yet shining, full of love and wicked certainty. Almost piercing.

“—I do… but…!” he breathed out. “Listen…you need to… I will… ugh… UUUGGHH—!!”

He never finished his sentence. The pressure coiled tighter, impossibly tight, until his entire body drew taut as a bowstring. His bound hands clenched into fists above his head, his back arched clear off the mattress. Pleasure crashed over him like a tidal wave. His hips bucked hard into Ram’s grip as the pulse tore through him, signaling the peak of pleasure. His hands dug into the sheets beneath him, causing them to have spiraled wrinkles.

For a short time, the room fell into silence, interrupted only by the boy’s heavy breathing.

In truth, Rem and Ram were a bit confused by what had happened. Both girls had a pretty superficial knowledge of the process. Sure, they understood that he just reached the climax and released his seed. In their minds it was a clear success, and now they could go on. Even then, while Rem didn’t dwell on what just occurred for too long, Ram on the other hand was, in a sense, mesmerized by his reaction… caused by her. That she was able to have him experience such bliss.

With that, a familiar heat welled lower in her abdomen, but this time, accompanied with something else.

However, regardless of what the twins before him might think, the young butler was close to panic right now.

‘Shit, shit, shit! We haven’t even started, and I already came! That was so good, I couldn’t hold it! But what am I going to do now?! Did I blow it?! What if I can't make it stand again?! I need to come up with something! Find a way to distract them while I’m recharging!’

It took him some time to realize that, contrary to his fears, not only did he not go limp, but he did not even go soft. Both his eyes and his sensations stated clearly that he was ready to go again. More than that, the fire of lust in his body only grew stronger, practically “shouting” to him that he should experience this bliss again.

‘Must be the elixir’s effect,’ he deduced, while a happy grin spread across his face. ‘Which means… I don’t need to worry about cumming too fast! All I need is strength to go on!’

With this thought, his worries evaporated completely. He looked at his two soon-to-be lovers.

“Rem, Ram… I’m ready whenever you are,” he said quietly, yet with confidence.

This made them smile but also brought the girls to one important question they had never actually voiced to each other before, though each had thought about it privately.

Pressing her lips together in a thin line, Rem’s hands twisted in the sheets. Gathering all her courage, she looked at Ram and, with a red-splotched face of emotional courage, asked in a deliberately quiet voice:

“O-Onee-chan… please… let Rem be the first…”

Ram was slightly taken aback by the sudden wave of desire, determination, and uncertainty that crashed through their link all at once. It had clearly taken Rem a tremendous amount of effort to force those words out. Ram could barely remember the last time her eternally modest, shy little sister had asked for anything with such burning intensity.

‘The last time she had begged so desperately… Yes… that night when she pleaded not to leave Barusu to fight the Ulgarm pack alone. Barusu, just look at the ruinous effect you have on my sweet little sister! And how I love you for it.’ 

Of course, Ram herself wanted to be Subaru’s very first woman, but she looked at how much her little sister had grown. She felt pride seeing how much her precious Rem had become stronger and how much she had grown mentally. 

She, of course, wanted her to experience the highest reach of her growth with the one who’s helped her on that path. This Rem was capable of demanding something for herself, and that was the achievement of both her and the young man both sisters loved. They both deserved to be rewarded for this victory.

“Of course, Rem. How could I possibly refuse when it clearly means so much to you? Besides, I’ve already claimed the first kiss, so this is only fair.”

With a squeal of pure childish delight, Rem threw herself at Ram across Subaru’s body and hugged her tightly.

‘THANK YOU!!’ 

The surge of gratitude she sent through their link was so overwhelming that Ram actually worried she might lose her cool from the flood of positive emotions.

Subaru watched the silent exchange in quiet awe, his heart swelling at the sight. The press of Rem’s bare breasts against Ram’s nightgown-clad chest sent an involuntary jolt through him, heat pooling low in his belly. He forced his gaze upward, fixing it on Rem’s smile, the sparkle in her blue eyes, anything to distract from the far more indecent fantasies flickering unbidden through his mind.

He swallowed hard, cheeks burning. ‘Not now,’ he scolded himself. ‘This moment is theirs. Don’t ruin it with your perverted imagination.’

When Rem finally pulled back and turned to him, her face was crimson with lingering embarrassment, yet her expression held a quiet, unshakable resolve. Subaru met her eyes and gave her a soft, approving nod of pride and affection. Then he shifted his gaze to Ram.

“You’re the best sister in the world, Ram. And very soon I’ll show you exactly how much I appreciate what you just did,” he said softly, getting up and pulling her into another deep kiss to emphasize his gratitude. Unbeknownst to her, Ram bloomed even brighter because of it.

“Soon?” She shot back, voice dripping with sarcasm and eyes sparkling with mischief. “You had better not embarrass yourself in front of Ram by finishing too quickly. My beloved little sister deserves her first time to be nothing short of magnificent.”

“Message received, my lady,” he replied with a wink before turning his full attention to Rem.

“Rem,” he said gently, extending his hand and touching Rem’s cheek. “Please… be mine.”

At those words, Rem let out a sound that was half sigh, half hiccup. Subaru had no idea what kind of emotional explosion he had just triggered inside her. She surged forward, kissing him with sudden, desperate hunger.

When they parted, she didn’t speak. She simply rose up on her knees, straddled his hips, and settled over him with exquisite care.

Subaru’s hands found her waist instantly, steadying her. Rem paused, thighs trembling slightly, feeling the unknown hardness pressed against her. A shy, wandering smile curved her lips. She rocked forward tentatively, sliding along his length without taking him in, letting the friction spark through them both.

Subaru groaned, head falling back against the pillow but not taking away his eyes from her. Ram, curled against his side, watched with affectionate eyes, one hand idly tracing patterns on his chest while she savored every echoed pulse of pleasure from her sister.

Rem began to move in earnest, slowly at first, rolling circles of her hips, learning the shape of him against her most sensitive places.

Her shyness lasted only moments. Eyes fluttering shut, Rem lifted herself slightly, reached down with one trembling hand, and guided him to her entrance. Then she looked him straight in the eyes and said with a tone full of sincere, unfailing love: 

“Subaru-kun… I love you—!”

Before he could answer or even react to her words, she abruptly pressed down. Rem’s breath hitched as the reality sank in.

‘It happened! I did it! I became his! He became mine! We’re… one!’ she thought with glee.

Despite demons naturally having high pain tolerance, the painful and uncomfortable sensations were all there. However, Rem was so concentrated on the fact that it finally happened that even the pain she felt from losing her virginity was drowned by the emotional wave of ecstasy. 

For some time, neither of them moved. Subaru waited for her to become comfortable and simply admired her. They breathed together, savoring the sensations of the first act of lovemaking in their lives. 

Then Rem began to move.

At first, it was just a shy, tiny rock of her hips, barely lifting at all. Soft, wandering sounds spilled from her lips with every motion. But the pleasure built quickly, and with it came the passion. Her shyness melted under the heat as her movements grew bolder and deeper.

Soon she was rising and falling in earnest, her hands braced on his chest for leverage, his own hands on her hips, helping her move. Each downward thrust drew a sharp cry from her throat. Rem wanted to arch her head back and scream to imply a world about her happiness, but she refused to move her gaze away from Subaru’s face even for a moment. 

Subaru was slowly losing himself to the world of lust. Rem's every thrust was sending the wave of pleasure from his groin to his very core. His whole body was burning, even the way Rem scratched his chest with her fingers made him shiver with pleasure. The sensations about the part where their bodies connected were simply indescribable. 

The earlier blunder turned out to be a blessing in disguise, for if he didn’t release beforehand, it would definitely happen after just a few seconds when they began their act, that's how amazing it felt.

Rem watched him as he moaned, as he bit his lips, and as he looked at her with ever-growing lust and desire, and for her this gaze was an aphrodisiac more potent than any potion in the world. She was absolutely happy, but… that was not enough!

The man who started her time. The man who showed her that she had value and the right to like herself. The man whom she fell in love with, who made her heart soar when he reciprocated her feelings, and who right now made her the happiest girl in the world. Rem wasn’t content with this man being just as happy as her. 

She wanted him to be even happier! Making sure that he still looks at her and only her, Rem started caressing herself, imagining that it was his hands that touched her. Moving in rhythm with her body, her fingers sensually traced down from her cheeks, cupping her breast, over the gentle curve of her little stomach, all the way to his torso, and then back. It was like an exotic dance performed in the midst of their heated sex. 

Subaru was mesmerized by this sight, barely believing this was reality, not a vivid dream. Before him was Rem! His Rem! The shy, tender, ever-the-professional Rem now seemed more like a true demon, sans the horns. It may have been just his imagination, but to him, it seemed that her eyes were shining with internal light, giving her an otherworldly, demonic look.

There was not a trace of shyness or insecurity. She looked at him with eyes filled with almost tangible, primal want.

The passion and yearning blazing in her eyes seemed to devour his will, searing straight into his soul. There was something commanding in their depths—imperious, almost predatory—that pinned him in place more effectively than any chain. Her happy, lustful, almost feral smile made him feel like a fallen “Hero” who lost against the gorgeous “Demon Lord” and now was turned into her utter and eager slave. And with every powerful push this “Demon Lord” asserted her complete dominance.

Giving in to her silent invitation and his own desires, his hands flew up and began to fondle, squeezing and rolling her stiff peaks, eliciting needy moans from her. And each sound of pleasure made him bolder, wanting to bring her even more pleasure as he felt himself better and better.

HE was bringing Rem this much pleasure! HE made her moan from happiness! HE was the one she chose to make her a woman. At this moment, he was the most content he ever remembered being.

“—You’re… beautiful, Rem” he whispered, voice rough with awe. “You’re so beautiful! And you are mine!”

“Yes… I’m yours, Subaru-kun!” she answered happily, taking her eyes off him for the first time, shutting them tight, her head falling back to savor this moment.

One minute followed the other, but for the two lovers, time was irrelevant. They were lost in each other and in their own desires. Rem even stopped feeling her connection with Ram, so immersed that she was in her own world of pleasure. Yet she started to feel as if something great was approaching, a roiling wave in potency. The peak of pleasure was building up. She increased the speed and intensity of her moves as she yearned to reach her climax as soon as possible.

However… as the climax was drawing near, her rhythm suddenly faltered. Rem’s consciousness was hit by a wave of emotions that were not her own. Despite the majority of them being similar feelings of arousal, pleasure, eagerness, and happiness, there were also restlessness, need, and wanton desire. To Rem’s horror, she felt even traces of jealousy and bitterness!

“—Nee-sama!” Rem cried out suddenly as her head snapped to the left, where her sister was. What she saw filled her with worry. Ram was still in her nightgown, lying on the other side of the bed, her face turned away from them, and her breathing had gone ragged. Her left hand placed between her thighs, moving relentlessly, while the right one clutched the sheets so hard her knuckles had gone white.

Rem’s hips stilled completely. Subaru’s hands tightened on her waist, instantly sensing the shift.

“Ram…?” he asked, voice low with worry.

The link, which had been blissfully quiet while Rem lost herself in Subaru, now roared open again. And what poured through it was a storm. Arousal so intense it felt like pain. Her need was so violent it bordered on rage. 

‘That’s not normal for Nee-sama,’ Rem thought with worry. Her eyes scanned the room for clues until she noticed the bottle with elixir. The eye of a professional maid immediately noticed that the bottle was not in the same place where Subaru left it. The puzzle was complete.

Ram didn’t answer. 

“Nee-sama drank the potion as well!” the blue girl voiced her guess, which made the picture clear for Subaru as well.

Ram, proud and confident, had secretly taken a sip when neither of them was looking. Now the potion was burning through her blood like wildfire, and the longer she watched Rem take what she herself craved, the more it twisted her emotions. 

Subaru really could understand her state, for he was feeling the same up to the moment when Ram took ahold of him. Nonetheless, Ram’s situation was even worse! Not only did she go longer without any release, but also she was receiving sensations of pure ecstasy from Rem!

“Don’t,” she rasped, the word cracking. “Don’t stop because of me! I’m fine—…!”

“No, you’re not!” Rem snapped back and looked at her beloved with pleading eyes. “S-Subaru-kun…”

She didn’t know what she was expecting from him in this situation. It was a belief deep inside her that if anyone, it would be Subaru to always come up with a plan to save the situation. And Subaru immediately got the same idea. It filled him equally with happiness that Rem believed in him so much and fear of potentially breaking this image in her eyes.

He desperately searched for something that could untie this knot. Sure, the easiest way would be to let Ram take Rem’s place and end the wait that was gnawing at the older sister. Without a doubt, Rem would agree and say it was completely fine and that this was the best solution. 

But the fact that she addressed him and didn’t offer this solution in the first place hinted that she wanted to remain where she was and go all the way. Hence, he needed to find another idea. 

Thankfully, all those weeks ago, he’d told to Emilia that he wasn’t old enough to visit adult websites, but not that he never visited them! This was a gamble, but he was ready to bet on this idea just so neither of the two sisters he loved with all of his heart would feel left out.

“—Ram,” he called out to her, placing his hand on her shoulder, “look at me.”

To his surprise she did as he asked and looked at him with her crimson eyes, glassy, and almost feverish.

“I have an idea, but it’s… not a common practice.”

Before making his offer, he needed to know if she was ready for outlandish propositions.

“Ram, do you trust me?” he asked sincerely.

“Fool!” Ram answered harshly, but her eyes told him that she was mad at him for doubting her trust in him. He smiled gratefully.

“Please, get over here.” He patted the place near his head.

Both sisters were confused about his impending offer, but in her state, Ram was ready for anything that would help her ease this itch for love and binding intimacy. She got on her knees and soon was towering above him, looking at her beloved expectantly.

“Ram, I need you to…” He pointed at his face and said, “Sit down. Here.”

“—What?”

“Please sit down here, the same way Rem sits now,” he repeated, trying to sound calm and not let his inner pervert reign supreme. “It’s something I saw in adult pictures, and I don’t know if it’ll work well, but… I’ll do my best. You said you trust me.”

Ram hesitated for a moment, only for a moment. This proposition was scandalous and unheard of. What was he even offering? Yes, she did say she trusted him, and she really did. Also, the itch and the burning desire got worse with every heartbeat, so she didn’t have many options.

“…How indecent,” she said scornfully, while lifting her leg over his head. 

Still, she secretly found the idea of Subaru staring at her most intimate parts strangely appealing. Lowering her hips, she still remained rigid, not willing to sit down on his face completely, unsure of how he might react to it.

“Just to think that on our very first night, Ram is already being subjugated to your depraved fanta—A-AAAHH—!!” 

Subaru didn’t wait for her to finish the sentence.

The moment her knees settled on either side of his head, he lifted his head and used his tongue to trace her folds in one long, savoring lick.

Ram’s entire body jolted. Her intended insult shattered into a high, broken cry of pure joy that echoed off the bedroom walls.

Rem, still straddling his hips, watched with wide, shining eyes when the synesthesia hit her, and she gasped aloud. She could feel every flick of his tongue as a phantom sensation between her own thighs. She bit her lip and rocked forward instinctively, grinding against Subaru’s hardness, but her attention never left her sister’s face.

“As expected of Subaru-kun…!” she whispered with reverence clear in her voice. Her sister joined them in their shared bliss, yet Rem didn’t have to resign from her position. The sensations she received from Ram made her almost wish they could switch places. 

‘Next time, definitely,’ she decided contently, falling back into her previous rhythm. Only this time the pleasure was almost doubled with her feeling not only Subaru inside her but also receiving the sensations of her sister being relentlessly ravaged by their beloved man, in such an uncouth manner no less. Not to mention that the sensations were further bolstered by the elixir that turned Ram’s body into one big erogenous zone. 

Pretty soom, Rem was back in her world of bliss, subconsciously synchronizing her rhythm with Ram’s movements and vice versa. This time not only physically, but also with the fact that all three of them were united in this cycle of relish.

Meanwhile, the older sister was rapidly losing her connection with reality. She tried to hold herself up, to keep some shred of dignity, but Subaru wasn’t having it. His hands tightened, pulling her down harder until her full weight rested on his mouth, and she had no choice but to surrender. Her whole body felt like a jolt of electricity hit her every time her man moved his tongue. Keeping her quivering with pulsating jerks of her body and being constantly weakened to hold herself upright in tandem.

“You… immoral, craving hound—ahh! M-o-o-ore…!” the insult dissolved into a moan. Her hips jerked involuntarily, riding his face in tiny, helpless circles.

Subaru was now laser-focused on just two sensations: his sensations that came from stable rushes of pleasure, caused by Rem’s going up and down, and his hearing, which was focused on the moans from both girls. He had an objective. He needed to push them over the edge and make them happy.

Unwittingly, Rem and Ram’s plan once again brought to the surface the Subaru that they saw only once before—the day when they opened their hearts to him. This night, once again, they were dealing with Subaru, who had the desire, the guts, and the power to achieve his goal. And his goal was to make them both scream from sheer ecstasy.

Thus, he concentrated on giving his all to the two of them. The sisters were rapidly approaching their first true climax. Not only did they both burn from the pleasure of lovemaking with a man they adore, but also their sensations were transferring back and forth, amplifying and resonating within them. The link between the twins had become a single, blazing circuit. 

Every thrust into Rem sent a white-hot pulse straight through Ram’s core. Their pleasure doubled, tripled, and folded back on itself until neither sister knew where one sensation ended and the other began. In a sense, their Synesthesia was akin to a pendulum, except each hit from one side made the other go out with more momentum, coming back to deal more energy, starting a sequence of multiplied vitality.

At one moment, Rem and Ram impulsively leaned forward at once, as if pulled by the same invisible string.

Their arms slid around each other instinctively, holding each other’s shoulders, anchoring them both against the storm that was building inside their shared nerves. Their foreheads touched, damp with sweat, their breaths ragged and mixing, and their gazes locked on each other. Both were overflowing with lust, both barely comprehending the reality around them.

“Nee-sama…” Rem moaned almost pleadingly, not knowing how to handle so many emotions.

“—Rem,” her sister seconded. 

All she could think about was that she was happy, her sister was happy, and all she could do now was share the happiness even more.

Without even thinking, she leaned and pressed her lips to Rem’s. Her sister, in the same state of bliss, answered likewise.

The kiss was not gentle.

It was open-mouthed, hungry, and desperate! Their tongues mingled together, each tasting Subaru on the other’s lips, making them crave him even more. Every moan that tore from Ram’s throat as Subaru pleasured her poured straight into Rem’s mouth. Every time Rem sank down hard, the wave of pleasure echoed back into Ram’s body through the kiss.

Their eyes stayed open, half-lidded, lips locked. Ram’s crimson on Rem’s sapphire, both blown wide with lust and wonder.

‘I feel you,’ one look said.

‘I feel you,’ the other answered.

‘We feel each other.’

Rem broke the kiss first, only to cry out against Ram’s lips.

“I’m— Nee-sama! I’m… ah—” she gasped, feeling the moment of rapture rapidly approaching. She held onto her sister as if her life depended on it.

“Yes,” Ram gasped, voice cracking, gripping Rem in a hug. “M-Me too—! I will—… now…!”

The climax hit them almost simultaneously like the tearing of thunder through the sky.

Rem’s entire body seized first. She pushed down on Subaru so hard he could’ve sworn he saw stars. A high, keening scream tore from her throat as the orgasm detonated outward. Her every muscle locked, thighs shook around his hips. 

The same wave slammed through the link and crashed into Ram a fraction of a second later. Ram’s back arched violently, her own cry mingling with Rem’s. Her thighs clamped around Subaru’s head as her mind blanked into a drowning wash of static.

They clung to each other, their arms locked tight, foreheads pressed together. Their bodies shook in perfect synchronization, pleasure ricocheting between them until neither knew whose climax was whose.

Beneath the rejoicing girls, Subaru felt Rem tighten impossibly around him, dragging him to the edge as well. He was content, he made it. The girls he loved were trembling with joy and the sensations of success, allowing him to think about himself. He wanted to join them in this bliss. His passion-filled consciousness declared that he deserved this!

His hips surged upward, hard and fast, chasing his own release. A few brutal thrusts later he was done, spilling deep inside Rem with a guttural shout, hips jerking helplessly.

Gradually the cries of joy subsided. For several endless heartbeats the room held nothing but the sound of ragged breathing, broken moans, and the wet evidence of what they had just done to each other. Still in each other’s embrace, the sisters started to move.

Slowly, gently, Ram straightened, letting go of Rem, and lifted herself from Subaru’s face. Her legs trembled as she collapsed to his right. She turned her head away, too proud to show Subaru her wide, happy, and gleeful smile.

Subaru, on the other hand, didn’t even try to hide his glee. Not only did his whole body tremble slightly with the aftershock of orgasm, but he was also experiencing emotions completely new to him. 

Although his vision was completely obscured during the act for obvious reasons, he could still hear and feel his lovers’ reactions to his advances. He heard the dual scream of ecstasy. He felt their bodies tense and tremble on him. Never before had any victory during the sports competitions, success on hard tests, or embarking on new hobbies brought him such a boost in self-esteem. He was happy and could not contain it. 

Whereas Rem managed to stay upright and was slowly coming to her senses, still straddling him. She looked at Subaru’s happy face and immediately wanted to show her hero the full measure of her gratitude. She leaned forward, wiped his face, and gave him the slow and intimate kiss he immediately returned, savoring every moment.

“I love you,” she whispered with almost tangible sincerity in her voice after he finished. 

In just three words, she managed to convey the complex and multifaceted emotion she felt toward the young man. And, surprisingly, he got the message, as he showed her his own version of a million-volt smile.

“I love you too, my blue demon,” he answered just as quietly, gently caressing her cheek.

Rem giggled lightly at both the touch and the moniker. She moved and shifted to his left side, gave another short kiss, and laid her head on his shoulder while rubbing his chest and stomach. After letting herself rest like that for some time, she cast an appraising look on his lower body and came to a satisfactory conclusion.

“—It seems Subaru-kun is still full of energy.”

“You could say that. I’m really fired up!”

“Good. Because there is also another demon that wants your full attention… right… now.” She whispered seductively, pointing with her chin in the direction where Ram was lying.

He turned his head, and what he saw made his heart sore and his mind filled with thoughts that he allowed himself only in his lewd fantasies.

Ram was lying on her side with her back facing him. Somewhere between her sliding off him and him looking at her, she got rid of her nightgown, and now he saw her completely exposed backside.

Subaru’s breath caught in his throat. She looked relaxed and unguarded. The proud tension she always carried melted away into something soft and inviting. He shifted closer, slowly but resolutely. The mattress dipped under his weight.

Ram didn’t move.

Her very figure looked as if the entire room unanimously held her at the highest point of focus, tugging at Subaru’s urge to hold her against his body in reverence.

Every part of her body looked like a fantasy that became reality. The slope of her shoulder blade and her small, yet delicate, back begged to be kissed. Lower, the perfect shape of her rear curved out, plush and firm at once, the kind of sight that made his mouth go dry and his palms itch with the need to touch. Every part of Ram he looked at was perfectly balanced and harmonious.

He wanted—no, needed—to touch her, to feel her. Explore and map every part of her body with his fingers.

Subaru started at the top.

His fingertips brushed the fine pink hairs at the nape of her neck. The skin was soft and warm like silk. When he reached the spot between her shoulder blades, he spread his entire palm, marveling at how small she seemed beneath his hand.

‘How come something so fierce and proud could be so delicate and soft? So precious…’ he thought with glee, slightly trembling with desire while caressing the petite pink-haired woman he loved so much.

It was a Herculean task to not pounce on her to touch, rub, and squeeze more! All at once! At that moment, he lamented so much that he only had two hands.

He followed the line of her spine downward, slow and reverent. When he reached the top of her rear, he paused, fingers sweeping in gentle circles over her supple buttocks, feeling the faint tremor that ran through her at the caress.

Ram let out the softest exhale.

“—Good, Subaru-kun. Nee-sama loves your touch. Don’t stop,” Rem’s encouraging words came from behind, giving him courage, fueling his desire. 

Emboldened, Subaru now used both his palms, breathing heavily with anticipation. Sliding down, he cupped the perfect curve of her backside, he squeezed gently, feeling her softness. He felt her instinctively press back into his touch. A low, appreciative sound rumbled in his chest.

As always, Ram appreciated any contact he made with her, yet she still held a composed, reflective expression in respect to her persona, which she cherished so much.

“Ram…” he whispered, voice rough with wonder. “You’re… unreal.”

He leaned in, lips brushing the top of her spine, then lower, planting open-mouthed kisses along the elegant line of her back. Each kiss earned him a tiny shiver, each shiver made him smile against her skin. His fingers started to get more brazen, more aggressive.

Ram finally turned her head just enough for him to catch a glimpse of flushed cheeks and half-lidded crimson eyes. Her silent urging remaining implicit.

“Keep going, Subaru-kun.” Rem said, while trembling with pleasure. The Synesthesia provided her with sensations of Subaru touching her with such desire. “Go further.”

‘You don’t have to ask me twice.’

Without any difficulty, he turned Ram onto her back, burning with anticipation to see her full glory. Yet the reality was somewhat unsatisfactory. The reason for it was Ram’s hand, which covered her breasts completely, not letting him even look at them, let alone caress. Her legs were interlocked, covering any possible access to her most precious parts. Her eyes were locked on his, her face was adorned with a little smug smile, but overall it was completely impossible to read her mood. 

‘Playing hard to get? After what we’d just done? Prideful to the end, aren’t you?’ he smirked, thinking about how to act now. ‘How about we start gently…?’

Laying his hand on her stomach, spreading outward and caressing her in circles, he leaned in to give her a deep kiss. Yet, to his surprise—and roiling frustration—Ram didn't react at all to his advances. She didn’t kiss back, let alone acknowledge his lips. Her eyes didn’t close and kept looking directly at him.

‘… Does she expect me to be bolder and more aggressive?’ the thought occurred to him.

After seeing her unresponsive indifference to his acts, the courage he’d built up over time, thanks to their sensual moments prior, became less solidified bit by bit. Subaru moved his hand from her midsection, snaking lower in an attempt to “appease” her with more intimate caresses. Yet once again his hand was stopped by her beautifully pressed thighs, firmly locking him out.

“Looks like Nee-sama wants to play with you, Subaru-kun.” Once more the relief of the situation came in the form of Rem's soothing voice.

“To get your prize, you’ll have to find a way to conquer the prideful demon. Find a way to make her open up to you,” Rem explained to him the situation with a warm smile.

“So, I need to find a ‘key’ to Ram…?” Subaru contemplated aloud, and suddenly a smug grin found its way to his face.  ‘That would be interesting. I’ll show that I can still make game masters cry! And then claim what’s rightfully mine!’ he thought with longing slowly feeling his consciousness.

“Okay, you insufferable demon. I’ll find your weak spot!” he declared confidently to Ram.

Her only reaction stayed the same, the only difference being her confident smile growing wider at his promise.

The most logical approach would be to start with a back massage, he deduced, turning her back upward as he reasoned. She didn’t resist in the slightest.

First his fingertips moved along the delicate line of her collarbones, tracing them as if trying to sense a secret “unlock button.” Nothing.

He dipped lower, massaging across the soft underside of her forearm with the back of his knuckles. A goosebump rose, then nothing. Ram chirped a soft moan of approval, but afterwards, nothing.

“Nee-sama really likes your massage, Subaru-kun, but this is not what she desires from you.”

He tried her neck next, his lips brushing her frantic pulse beneath her jaw, then a nip just below her ear. He even let his teeth lightly touch her earlobe. Ram’s breath hitched for half a heartbeat, then her expression smoothed back into perfect, infuriating serenity.

Subaru growled under his breath.

Once again, his gaze fell on her supple backside. His palms spread wide over the elegant curve of her back. True to Emilia's words, he started relentlessly “kneading those buns,” pressing, trying to force her body to betray her pride.

“Subaru-kun, you’re getting warmer… but Nee-sama is very, very stubborn.”

Attempt after attempt, he continued to search for a solution.

He flipped her back over, frustration beginning to simmer behind his eyes. He tried her ribs, counting them with feather-light fingertips.

Ram’s only reaction was to arch one elegant brow higher. ‘Is that really the best you can do, Barusu?’ her mocking gaze was saying.

His frustration, combined with growing cravings, began to erode his self-control. He wanted her! He needed to have her! Yet this stubborn red demon continued to mock him! A less resolute part of his mind wanted to give up, to go back to Rem, or to surrender to Ram’s mercy, but he was still determined to win. He needed to win this!

Subaru tried tickling her. It resulted only in Rem hugging her sides and starting to laugh hysterically. He was even beginning to think that she wanted him to lick her feet, like she hinted as his fetish many times. ‘Not happening!’ he said to himself. At least not under these conditions!

He flipped her onto her stomach again, desperate, almost angry. He was getting frustrated, desperate even, and more than that, he was getting angry!

“You were so needy,” he growled, his voice low and ragged against the shell of her ear. “So demanding! You wanted me to grab you and grope you! And what now?! Now, when I’m ready, when I WANT you, you’re just locking me out?!”

This inconsistent, capricious, prideful, maddening, pink-haired tsundere had driven him to the brink! In a flare of boiling anger, he raised his hand and brought it down in a sharp, resounding smack against the plush curve of her left buttock.

Both girls let out a surprised yelp. Rem started rubbing the place where she felt the ghostly sting, slightly pouting. However, Subaru didn't notice this. His gaze lingered on the faint bloom of pink rising on Ram’s pale flesh and on the way her hips lifted ever so slightly, as if giving him a hint.

The very process that millions of years ago had lifted humanity to a new stage of evolution and allowed them to rise above the rest of the animal world began to work in his head in overdrive. He looked at his palm, at Ram’s butt, and gave another resounding slap to her right side.

Twin yelps rose once more. Ram’s back arched subtly, her hips rising higher this time, an unspoken confession that unraveled every barbed word she’d ever flung at him.

At that moment, Subaru felt something akin to what the earliest ancestor of humanity must have experienced upon first grasping a stick in his hand. A sudden, exhilarating revelation: the discovery of leverage, the source of unlimited power, of dominion over the world.

‘This was… her desire? And she had the audacity to call ME the masochist?!’ 

A grin that screamed wickedness slowly carved its way onto his face.

His palm hovered, then it descended again and again, measured and precise, each time changing sides, each impact drawing a softer gasp, a deeper arch, until everything she was hiding from him became seen and ready for the taking.

Ram’s fingers were clawing at the sheets. Her breath came in shallow, trembling waves, pride locked in a mortal feud with the molten heat uncoiling low in her belly. She had orchestrated this, she presented him with a riddle that was her body. Forced him to prove himself worthy. Her demon heritage demanded nothing less: if he wished to take her, to claim her, he must earn the privilege with wits and will.

And he did. He showed his wits by finding out what she wanted him to do. He showed determination by forcefully making her lay down her impeccable defense and become vulnerable to his upcoming “attacks.”

Ram buried her face in the pillow. She refused to beg for what was to happen soon, but her hips rose once again, higher still, an unspoken invitation.

Subaru, smiling like a man who had finally deciphered the most exquisite riddle, obliged. It was time to reap his reward.

He leaned over her, one hand sliding beneath her narrow waist, lifting her gently until she rested on her knees. The other guided himself to her entrance.

Subaru’s anger at her shenanigans ebbed into something darker and richer. Possession laced with reverence. The craving to claim her, right now, was akin to a living flame, burning inside his body. Still, he paused to admire the small, delicate frame of the young woman he desired so much. 

She might’ve driven him crazy at times with her antics, but the love and support she gave in return and the reward she was offering him now were well worth it—she really was his support. As a form of gratitude, wish fulfillment, and validation at the same time, he started tracing the heated skin with his fingertips, soothing and claiming in the same motion. 

Her body began to tremble slightly under his touch. ‘Is he mocking me?! How dare he tease me like this when we are so close?!’ the fierce thought flared in her lust-filled mind. She turned her head to look at him and sent a deliberate jab:

“What’s wrong, Barusu? Suddenly you are too meek to do something by yourself?!”

A cheap insult, she knew it. He knew it. Yet they were both in heat because of the potion, so their self-control was almost nonexistent when it came to sexual provocations.

His anger flared. All intentions about treating her gently evaporated like droplets of water on lava. He entered her in one strong, merciless stroke, deep enough to draw the helpless moan of both pain and triumph from her throat.

Feeling himself inside her made him smile victoriously, but he cleared his mind enough to stop. She needed time to adjust, and he wasn’t so selfish as to start pounding her right off the bat.

They stayed motionless for some time, until Ram started moving her hips slowly and enticingly, a clear sign for him to continue. He didn't have to be asked twice. Placing his hands on both sides of her hips, he started moving, savoring every push. 

He did his best not to moan in pleasure, to not give Ram more ammunition for jokes about his lustful nature. On the contrary, he was determined to make her the one squirming with want, gasping, and utterly undone beneath him.

Subaru’s hand tightened on her waist as he moved with increasing fervor. He whispered her name like a prayer. He leaned over, hand sliding beneath to cradle her breast.

His hand, however, met the same barrier as before—Ram’s hand completely barred Subaru from the only part of her body still unexplored. Yet, he decided to not mind it. For now.

As his thrusts were getting harder and faster, Ram found herself unable and unwilling to keep silent. She may always be the first to throw a jab at her man, but when he was doing his best to make her happy, Ram considered it a duty to encourage her beloved. So she permitted her voice to tell him how delighted and grateful she was.

As Ram turned her head to take a more comfortable position, she noticed a pair of blue eyes.

Rem lay on her side, looking at her intently with a smile and a gaze full of tenderness and care. Ram’s cheeks, already flushed, burned hotter. Embarrassment fractured the forefront  of her mind like a wave, yet that emotion was not alone. 

“No…! R-Rem!” she managed, voice trembling and hoarse. “Don’t…ah—! Don’t watch. Don’t… ahh… look as your sister is being… hah—… desecrated like this!”

Even as the plea left her lips, Subaru drew back and thrust again, deeper, and another moan spilled out—unbidden, undeniable.

Though, inwardly, a secret thrill bloomed amidst the shame. Ram’s pride demanded she protest, demanded she maintain that facade of untouchable superiority, but deep down, she craved this exposure. 

Being watched by Rem, the one person who knew her soul as intimately as she did, added a layer of vulnerability. She felt like she was seen yet cherished. It was almost as if he was trying to make the pinkette feel even more bashful as her little sister watched her get dominated. The embarrassment heightened the pleasure, and each moan became even more prominent. 

‘Let her see,’ a deeper part of Ram whispered. ‘Let her see how much I’ve needed this, how much I love him. Let her share in this joy.’ The contradiction tore at her. Her pride warred with desire, but the thrill of it all made her core clench tighter and her hips buck harder against Subaru’s.

Rem tilted her head, the smile softening further. Through their invisible link, she felt the truth radiating from her beloved twin: the embarrassment was real, but so was the exhilaration. That’s why, instead of averting her eyes, she reached out and covered Ram’s hand with hers.

“Nee-sama is even more beautiful when she’s this happy. Subaru-kun is truly amazing to bring her so much joy…”

Ram had no defense against that. Rem’s words and touch, the unwavering love in her blue eyes—it undid Ram completely. Something inside her chest finally gave way. Right now, she was overflowing with sensations. She was loved by the man she trusted the most and graced by an accepting gaze from the sister she loved beyond life itself.

She couldn’t remember the last time she felt so liberated, so safe. The burdens she had carried alone for years slipped from her shoulders like her weakened hands. The last chains of her pride snapped. She surrendered wholly, letting herself go, and gave in to a love-driven pleasure completely, knowing that people around her wouldn't let her fall.

Her body relaxed into Subaru’s rhythm, her hips pushing back to meet his, welcoming each thrust. 

Subaru also felt the shift in her mood. When she started moving alongside him. It drove him deeper into his bliss. He leaned over her, pushing her body to lie on the mattress, chest to her back. He started moving faster with abandon. His breath was ragged against her ear, words tumbling out unfiltered.

“Ram…! Oh, Ram, you’re perfect… So perfect like this!”

He was so consumed by the sensations of being inside Ram, he barely registered when another climax reached him. He greeted it with a guttural groan, feeling the wave of ecstasy grabbing the girl beneath him in a bear hug and pushing himself stronger, never ceasing his thrusts. The small part of his brain, however, noted that barely anything came out of him, though he shelved this thought to the back of his mind. Ram still hadn't finished, and this was the only thing that mattered now, so he doubled his efforts.

Their rhythm became almost frantic. The room filled with the sounds of their joining: skin on skin, breathless gasps, and the creak of the bed beneath them. Rem watched still, eyes shimmering with shared emotion, feeling every thrust as if she was the one moving and moaning under Subaru’s frame. Her hand never left her sister’s.

Ram was drowning in sheer sensations: the fullness of him inside her, the steady gaze of her sister’s loving eyes, and the knowledge that she was utterly safe in her surrender. Ram felt it coming. Her pleasure soared higher and brighter until it exploded inside her like fireworks.

Ram’s cry rang out, sharp and unguarded, as ecstasy crashed through her body. Rem’s smile was replaced by a barely suppressed moan as she reciprocated her sister’s rapture with tears of shared happiness glistening at the corners of her eyes. 

For a long suspended moment, the world held still.

Slowly and gently, Subaru leaned in to give Ram a soft kiss on her lips. She answered lazily but with passion. Subsequently, he rose to his feet, trying to catch his breath and to pour a glass of water for his parched throat.

Rem and Ram remained on a bed at arm's distance, their palms linked at the center. There was no need for words. They were exchanging pure emotions, bolstered by lingering sensations of their slightly trembling bodies. If Subaru could “hear” their “conversation,” he would probably die due to a sharp surge of embarrassment and pride. 

While the heavenly cool water slid down his throat, Subaru finally found a moment of clarity. A quick glance at the clock told him they had been lost in each other for over half an hour now, and all this time he had been giving it his all. Yet he felt no signs of muscle fatigue. His body was still overflowing with energy, desire, and the ability to go on, and every second he spent without feeling his hot and soft demons in his arms felt like torture.

Brimming with determination, he put the glass down and turned to bed, longing burning in his chest. The girls were still in the same positions, as if they'd completely forgotten about his existence.

‘I’m sure glad they feel so good and content with each other, but… NEWS FLASH! I’M STILL HERE!’ he screamed internally.

Shaking his head, he threw away all the unnecessary thoughts. He stood at the edge of the bed.

“Rem,” he called to her. His voice was quiet but filled with intention.

The blue-haired girl stirred, like she was in the middle of a conversation. Her head turned, and a pair of blue eyes locked with his in a cage of pure tenderness and boundless love.

Subaru simply looked at her. Rem gazed back, unblinking. Time seemed to dissolve around them as seconds or maybe even minutes slipped by, unnoticed as they held each other’s eyes. Perhaps it was silent flirtation, perhaps a wordless conversation of their hearts, or perhaps he was pouring every unspoken wish into that single, unwavering stare.

Whatever it was, she understood him perfectly.

A faint, knowing smile touched Rem’s lips. She released Ram’s hand with gentle care, then rolled gracefully onto her back. With deliberate slowness he parted her thighs, spreading them like a night flower that blooms under the moonlight. Her arms rose toward him, palms open in a silent, irrevocable invitation: “Come to me.”

Subaru spared her from waiting a second longer. 

He climbed onto the bed with care, moving over her, letting his gaze drop but not lingering on the intimate parts revealed to him. Right now, Subaru didn’t want to ogle her body with hunger. He wanted to look at her face, touch her cheeks, lightly caress her lips, and taste them with his own. 

They shared a slow, tender kiss. Eyes closed, they savored the taste of each other, their bodies pressed together, skin to skin. Minutes melted away. With the lightest pressure, she guided him upward, breaking the kiss just enough to catch his eyes. Then, taking his right hand in hers, she bit her lip a little as she brought it to the gentle firmness of her breast. A signal to continue. She wanted more from him.

Subaru’s heart swelled. He brushed his thumb across her sensitive nipple, feeling it harden beneath his touch, and Rem arched slightly into his palm with a breathy little hum of encouragement. He kissed her again while his free hand trailed down her stomach, tracing the subtle tremor of anticipation.

Ram watched from the side. No jealousy flickered in her gaze—only quiet happiness for her beloved sister and a spark of anticipation for what she knew would come later, tipped with a dash of curiosity. 

‘I wonder what parts I would love to recreate when my turn comes again,’ she thought. Her lips curved in a rare, genuine smile.

Subaru shifted his hips, guiding himself to Rem’s entrance. He entered her in a slow, languid movement, burying himself in her with a shared gasp. She felt so warm and slick, her body welcomed him as naturally as breathing. Rem’s eyes fluttered open, locking onto his, wide and shining with trust and joy.

He began very slowly, savoring every movement inside her. Rem’s hands slid to his shoulders, her nails grazed his skin lightly as soft, melodic moans spilled from her lips.

As he moved, he couldn’t stop marveling at every flicker of her features. Her lips were parted in a silent gasp, her wide blue eyes shimmered now with unshed tears of bliss, locked onto his as though he were the only fixed point in the world. Her ruffled hair did nothing to dampen her beauty, rather, it only made her appear more natural, encouraging his possessive tendencies.

The sight of Rem’s expression, unraveling beneath him—for him, because of him—was the only thing that mattered to Subaru right now. Her quiet gasps echoing his every thrust, the way her lips quivered, the look of love and absolute trust in her eyes—it all served as the purest form of aphrodisiac. No potion could compare to the arousal he experienced while looking at her happy face and feeling adoration in her eyes.

He memorized her each and every fleeting expression, every time she gasped or moaned, and every time she bit her lips, letting these images burn into his soul.

“So beautiful,” he whispered raggedly, staring at her deep, blue eyes as he caressed her right cheek lovingly, giving her soft, passionate kisses. “Rem… my Rem… my Rem…”

“Say it again. Please,” she whispered back.

“My Rem!”

“—Yes!” she rasped with a voice full of delight, cupping his face. “Now, faster, Subaru-kun,” she breathed. “Please… faster…!”

He did as she asked, quickening his rhythm. Each moan fueled him with the desire to make the next one louder and deeper and made him want to worship her forever in this exact moment. Rem’s breath started coming out in short, ragged bursts. 

Her hands, once gently braced against his chest, now clutched at him with sudden demonic strength, her fingers digging into his shoulders, nails almost leaving traces. It felt as though Rem feared he might vanish if she let go of him even for a moment.

She hooked her ankles behind his rear and pulled him deeper, locking him against her as if trying to fuse their bodies into one. Every thrust now met the instinctive roll of her hips, rising to greet him, chasing the building wave that coiled tighter and tighter low in her belly.

Not even once did Subaru turn his gaze away from Rem’s. Not once.

“Subaru-kun—!” The plea broke from her lips. She arched off the bed, pressing her chest to his, her arms sliding up to cup his cheeks and hold him so close that she could feel his breath against her lips. “Don’t stop… please, don’t stop—…” she whispered with a passionate desperation against his mouth, her voice cracking with need.

Moments later she finally came apart beneath him, her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth opened in a silent cry that dissolved into the most beautiful, trembling moan he’d ever heard. The sound poured straight into his heart like a melody of pure, unguarded bliss. Watching her tremble in his firm but gentle grip with ecstasy, seeing as her body trembled with the aftershocks, Subaru realized this was what he craved. He longed to make people he loved as happy as Rem was in that moment.

He stayed inside her for a while, forehead pressed to hers, letting her melt in his embrace, unwilling to separate even as the storm of sensations subsided. Then he gave a soft kiss to each eyelid, then to the tip of her nose, drawing a soft, drowsy giggle from her, and finally to her lips.

“Please tell me you have enough left for Nee-sama too.” While breathing heavily, she suddenly asked him, whispering quietly in his ear.

Subaru played along and simply nodded.

“Then, can you do Rem a little favor?” she said with an impish fire in her eyes flaring up as she whispered her desire to him.

“Ha… Great minds think alike, because that is precisely what I wanted to do as well,” he said with a content smile, rising and standing proudly on his knees. Then his gaze finally left Rem and turned to the older sister.

“Ram feels the urge to run for her life,” Ram said, smirking sarcastically, her hand unconsciously covering her chest just as he started to get up.

“Did you really think I would forget about you?” he said with a predatory smile. “There are still parts of Ram that I wish to explore.”

“A foolish statement, worthy of a fool that you are, Barusu!” she answered quite brashly, her voice suddenly losing a seductive undertone. She turned her face away, crimson eyes fixed pointedly on the far wall, refusing to meet his gaze.

The shift was subtle, but to Subaru it was glaring, louder than any confession. More than ever before, he understood: Ram was insecure about her chest.

Sure, he noticed before that she never let him touch her in that area, even momentarily, always stopping and redirecting his hand.

‘Well, today I’m going to trample your fears into dust, Ram!’ he thought with confidence.

In the quiet intensity of the moment, Subaru’s heart came to a decision: he would dismantle her fear, piece by piece, until she believed—as deeply as he did—that for him every inch of her was flawless.

Since the very first day they met, he found both sisters to be distinctive examples of beauty and cuteness. Rem’s supple breasts did entice him quite a bit, but so did Ram’s modest hills. With how the rest of her body was akin to a perfect marble statue given life, he had no doubts the last ‘revelation’ of this night would be immortalized in the halls of his happiest memories.

“However foolish it may be, it does not change the fact I’m going to uncover this secret of the Red Demon,” he said, moving toward her, trying to imitate a feline before the pounce.

“There is nothing to uncover. Stop this foolishness,” Ram said, a tiny bit more bitterly than she intended. “Not like a weakling like you can make me do it, anyway.”

Subaru saw that she’s not comfortable with the situation. The easiest way would be to let it go, but that won’t resolve the problem. If anything, it could continue to fester into a problem in the future. He needed to act. For her, for himself, and to fulfill Rem’s plea.

“…You are right about one thing, little maid,” he stated with his “malevolent” voice he used when playing along with Ram’s bed games. “I cannot.”

Before Ram could process what he meant, Rem’s hands gently grabbed hers and pulled them up, leaving her completely exposed to Subaru’s eyes. Ram’s gaze darted upward to meet her sister’s with the mixture of surprise, fear, hurt, and curiosity.

Why would Rem do this? Didn’t she feel that Ram did not want this? Yet, despite the negative feedback, Rem kept easily pressing her hands down with one of her own while caressing Ram’s cheek with the other.

“There is nothing to fear, Nee-sama. This is Subaru-kun, after all. You can always trust him.”

Ram knew that all she had to do was yank her hands away. Rem would never try to hold them against her will. However, that would be admitting her defeat, that her fear won over. She could never let that happen. 

Rem’s words ‘You can always trust him’ resonated in her mind. Still, she refused to look at her lover. As unpleasant as it was, she feared that Subaru would look at her chest with sympathy or, even worse—pity. She kept her eyes fixed on her sister, thinking about suppressing their connection to not let Rem feel all her unbecoming emotions.

“Ram… They are beautiful.” His voice came tender, quiet, but full of admiration.

Hearing this, Ram dared to look. Her throat tightened. The sharp retort she had prepared dissolved before it reached her tongue.

Subaru’s gaze was steady, utterly devoid of anything that could wound her. There was no forced kindness, no careful neutrality. What she saw instead was the same hunger and awe he had shown when he saw Rem drop her nightgown. His eyes traced the gentle slope of her small breasts as though they were something rare and precious, something he had been longing to behold. The fire of lust in his eyes burned away her fear in an instant, igniting her flame of desire once again. 

His hands rose slowly, giving her every chance to stop him. When she didn’t, his fingertips brushed her breasts with the same careful devotion he had shown to every other part of her tonight. The touch was light, almost exploratory, but it drew a quiet, pleased hum from him.

“Sensitive too.”

An involuntary shiver ran through her. Through their link, Rem felt it too and smiled against Ram’s temple, pressing an encouraging kiss there.

“See, Nee-sama?” Rem whispered right into her ear. “There was nothing to fear. This is our Subaru-kun. He loves them. He loves you. ”

Ram’s breath hitched both at her sister’s words and under Subaru’s touches that were becoming bolder with every second. “I wonder what I should do now, little maid. I remember you saying that I plan to push you down, pin your hands tightly, and unabashedly defile your body using my lips? Well, the first two steps are already done, so that just leaves…” He lowered his head, lips firmly catching the faint pink of her nipple.

Ram shuddered a little at this motion. Even Rem was a little taken aback at the intensity of the “YES…!” that came through their link. Yet Ram, as usual, managed to hold her emotions mostly in check. That's why outwardly she gave Subaru the expression full of mock disdain.

“Tch! Do your worst, you depraved scum!” she said defiantly. 

For Subaru, this was all the permission he needed. 

“Oh, I will, little maid. Because right now, you, like your sister, are completely in my power.”

He smiled wickedly and dived in. The moment his mouth closed over her nipple, not so gentle and certainly not timid, something inside her chest cracked. For Ram it was pure, dizzying relief mixed with blazing pleasure. 

Seeing that her sister fully accepted Subaru’s actions, Rem finally loosened her grip over her sister’s wrists to let her free. But Ram’s fingers suddenly tightened around Rem’s like a silent plea. Her crimson eyes flicked to her sister's, and through their synesthesia, Rem received a simple signal:

‘Don’t let go.’

With a tender smile, Rem instantly understood the needy request of her dearest elder sister; she firmly, with grace, pinned Ram’s wrists back against the pillow, restoring the illusion of captivity and helplessness. Held down, exposed, and utterly at his mercy, Ram let herself fall completely into the role of a helpless victim, trembling, wriggling helplessly, cursing him relentlessly, and gasping beneath Subaru’s unrelenting assault.

Subaru took his time licking, kissing, and biting her left breast before switching to the right while continuing to give the left one attention with his free hand. He noticed that Ram’s reactions were most prominent when he was being more rough and aggressive with his mouth.

He could only lament that he could be in one place, plus he needed to use at least one hand to support himself and not press on her body. That limited his options. Yet suddenly, his mind, freed from the very concept of shyness and filled with lustful energy, came to a scandalous, shameless, but very promising conclusion.

He lifted his head just enough to meet Rem’s eyes. A silent question passed between them, conveyed in a conspiratorial grin and a suggestive nod at Ram’s unattended breast.

Rem’s sapphire gaze widened in surprise, cheeks flushing deeper. This was something she clearly did not anticipate. Then she looked down at her sister, thinking about how sweetly she moaned under Subaru’s mouth and tongue. Rem shifted carefully, still keeping Ram’s wrists trapped in one hand, and leaned down.

Ram felt the change in pressure, opened her eyes, and saw her sister looming above her breast with an ambiguous expression. “R-Rem? W-What are you—?”

The protest died in her throat as Rem’s lips brushed over her neglected left nipple. It was a gentle kiss, almost a question of whether she should continue. Rem hesitated for a moment, not sure if this was a good idea. She looked Ram in the eyes and concentrated on her emotions. There was embarrassment and uncertainty, but also… excitement and anticipation.

Feeling no fear or rejection, Rem let her tongue trace a slow, deliberate circle around Ram’s peak.

Ram’s entire body seized as she let out a soft moan, conjured up equally by pleasure, surprise, and embarrassment.

Subaru looked at this with a content, wicked smile. ‘Found the solution,’ he thought with satisfaction, before lowering his mouth back to Ram’s right breast with renewed hunger.

Now Ram was truly overwhelmed. Subaru’s teeth and tongue were working one side with delicious aggression, as Rem’s softer, more teasing mouth lavished the other. Two sets of lips, from two of the most trusted people, were shattering her grasp on reality. Ram’s head pressed against the pillow, her wrists strained against Rem’s grip, not to escape, but to anchor herself against this drunkening cyclone of pleasure.

However, Subaru was not done yet. This idea had another layer to it. Now he had a free hand, so he started tracing it down Ram’s body slowly, moving in caressing circles. His fingers skimmed the elegant curve of her ribs, dipped into the narrow valley of her waist, and finally slipped lower, parting her thighs with gentle insistence. Ram’s breath caught as he found her most intimate place touched by him again. At first, it was a light, circling stroke that made her hips buck involuntarily.

“Baru…s-su—!” The name escaped her in a strained gasp, pride fracturing further under the onslaught.

There was no need to rush. His fingers moved with the same devoted rhythm as his mouth on her breast. He started by teasing her with insistent circles. Then he dipped lower and slid one digit inside her. All the while, his lips and teeth continued their assault on her breast, while Rem mirrored him on the left, her tongue flicking in playful contrast to his aggressive approach.

Ram was completely lost in the storm of sensations: the two mouths worshiping her chest, Subaru’s hand working her with growing confidence, each thrust of his fingers sending fresh waves of heat coiling through her. Her mind fracturing piece by piece with each shock. Her wrists strained against Rem’s grip, the pretense of helplessness amplifying everything. She felt the vulnerability, the thrill, and the overwhelming need. And she loved every aspect of it.

Then Rem shifted subtly, her free hand trailing down her own body. The signals from Ram made her aroused once again, tempting Rem to add yet another stream of sensations. She let out a soft, breathy sigh as her fingers found her own aching center, circling with deliberate slowness. The mental link between the twins flared brighter, like a conduit of pure, unfiltered pleasure, working both ways.

Ram’s eyes widened, a choked cry tearing from her throat.

“R-Rem—ahh!”

It was simply too much. The sensations merged into a roaring torrent: the sharp sting of Subaru’s bite blending with the soft swirl of Rem’s tongue. The slick glide of his fingers pumping faster, the echoed bliss from Rem’s own building release, and her sister’s quiet gasps fueled Ram’s like an endless feedback loop. Her nerves sang and muscles tensed, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter in her belly until it bordered on exquisite agony.

Ram’s body arched like a bowstring, thighs quivering uncontrollably as the climax built with terrifying speed. Moans spilled from her lips in a continuous stream. Her hips rocked helplessly into Subaru’s hand, chasing the peak that hovered just out of reach, so close she could taste it. Her vision mirrored that of melting solids, those cherry coloured eyes of hers went off course—unable to focus on anything in specific. A tiny part of her felt a small degree of fright, still trying to adjust to these unheard-of sensations.

Ram’s final cry broke free—a raw, shuddering wail—as the climax slammed into her, waves of blinding pleasure ripping through her body in relentless pulses.

“Subaru-kun… Nee-sama…” Rem whispered weakly, her voice trembling, just before she was also pushed over the edge and her own high-pitched voice joined Ram’s song.

Ram’s body convulsed in the aftermath of her climax, waves of ecstasy still rippling through her like aftershocks from a storm. Her chest heaved, crimson eyes half-lidded and dazed. Rem let go of her sister’s wrist and simply fell on the pillow near Ram, gasping for breath.

Meanwhile, Subaru commenced the next stage of the diabolic plan he came up with not long ago.

‘How did you say it? “Do your worst”? How can I deny my beloved when she asked me so passionately?’

He withdrew his fingers slowly and shifted above her, positioning himself at her entrance.

When Ram noticed him and understood his intent, her breath hitched, a flicker of nervousness crossing her proud features. 

“W-Wait, Barusu,” she whispered, her voice uncharacteristically shaky. “Hold your dragons! Ram is… I’m still too sensitive to continue…!”

Subaru’s response was a slow, wicked smile that sent a shiver down her spine. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with that unyielding hunger she craved. Slowly, like a true villain before showing his cruel nature, he leaned down until their noses almost touched, never shifting his piercing gaze from hers. 

“I know.”

And with that, he thrust forward in one powerful, quick motion, fully burying himself inside her.

The sudden fullness tore a raw moan from Ram’s throat—a sharpened blend of pain and pleasure, the overstimulation igniting every nerve in her. The sensations were almost unbearable in their intensity, making her toes curl and her back arch off the bed.

Subaru stopped, buried to the hilt, his breath coming in heavy pants as he carefully watched her face, waiting to see if she'd push him away. He remembered Rem's words well on the first day of their relationship, about how to deal with Ram: “Don’t worry that you’re doing it wrong and she’s just tolerating it. If Nee-sama dislikes anything, she’ll sever contact immediately.” Ram’s pride was a fortress, but her body was honest. If this was too much, she’d force him out and slap him.

But she didn’t.

Her hands touched his chest but did not push it away. Her legs trembled but wrapped loosely around his hips, holding him in place. She did not voice a command to stop. Only gave him a wide-eyed, prideful and irritated stare. Yet among these emotions, he found approval. And challenge. Silent, stubborn, but undeniable challenge. Exactly what he wanted to see.

Subaru’s grin widened in triumph. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss to swallow her next moan, then pulled back.

He began to move—his rhythm quick and aggressive right from the start, hips snapping forward with no room for mercy. Ram’s moans spilled out unchecked now, high and breathy, her body rocking beneath him in helpless response.

“—Ahh! You… perverted butler!” she gasped, voice cracking as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. 

“Lay maid!” he gasped back.

“Lecherous beast—ahh! Showed your true nature finally? All you can do is take advantage of—ahh…—helpless girls!”

Subaru chuckled low in his throat. He didn’t slow down. If anything, her insults only fueled him. 

“I can stop anytime, Ram,” he taunted, voice rough with exertion and desire. “Just ask nicely. Say, ‘Please stop, Subaru, have mercy on your poor, lazy maid.’”

Ram’s crimson eyes crackled with defiance, even as her body betrayed her—hips rising to meet his thrusts

“Keep on dreaming, Barusu,” she snarled, though the words came out more like a moan. 

“Oh, I am dreaming!” Subaru shot back, his pace quickening, thrusts turning harder, more insistent. “But you know what? Tonight, my dreams keep on coming true!” He punctuated the words with another deep thrust, drawing a sharp cry from the maid. 

Ram bit her lip in an attempt to stifle her cry, but it escaped anyway—raw and needy. To Ram’s horror and delight, it was not just the single thrust. He moved to another level, keeping the increased speed and power, making her almost whimper at the intensity. His ears couldn’t get enough, not when her swoonful moans raided his ears, only increasing the heat and rhythm at once.

She clung to her pride like a lifeline, refusing to break first, even as the overstimulation built into something overwhelming. Yet she could not deny it—she loved this! His unyielding passion, the way he upped the ante with every taunt, turning their lovemaking into a heated battle. She wanted to win—to see him orgasm and collapse first, spent and trembling before the supreme being that was Ram! Her instinct as a demon demanded to triumph over any adversary! 

Yet an even deeper part of her thrilled at the possibility of losing, of being driven over the edge by both his relentless drive and unyielding stare.

‘Yes, Barusu! Like this! Keep going! Look at me! ONLY AT ME! Show that you can handle even the Demon God! Make me surrender to you! To you alone!’

She wanted that gaze locked on her, only on her! Rem had her turn of his undivided attention. Now was her time. And for as long as she can endure, he’ll be only hers.

Subaru knew this was a battle of attrition now: her stubbornness and refusal to yield against his potion-fueled stamina. She’d win if he faltered and collapsed before he could push her to the end. He’d win if he drove her to another spectacular orgasm—or, better yet, made that proud mouth beg him to stop.

His smile stretched even wider and more wicked. He knew that Ram was doomed to fail. Despite all his escapades, he still hadn’t felt any soreness. So waiting for him to tire out was a futile labor. He still had reserves. While Ram’s face was showing that she won’t hold out for much longer.

“You can still yield, maid! I’ll be benevolent and won't make you grovel! All you have to do is say my name!” he taunted her again.

“You… degenerate fool—ahh! J-Just…go and…die—ahh!” she said through clenched teeth, grabbing his shoulders to gain leverage.

Ram's resolve was cracking under the assault. Her moans devolved into frantic cries, her body trembling uncontrollably as the climax crept closer, a tsunami ready to crash. She thrashed beneath him, legs locking around his waist to pull him impossibly deeper. Pride screamed at her to hold on, to make him falter first—but the pleasure was too much, a vortex sucking her under. 

He sensed that she was nearing her tipping point, her defiance teetered on the brink. 

"Say it!" he commanded, his voice a rough whisper against her ear, one hand tangling in her pink hair. "Say my name!"

Tears of overwhelming sensation pricked her eyes, but Ram bit her lip.

"I… refuse—!"

“Then I’ll just up the game then!” he rasped, somehow, to Ram’s horror, finding the strength to start moving even faster. This was the last straw.

"BA—…! B-BA—!! BARUSU—! DON’T STO-O-O-OP!"

Ram’s scream fractured the air—raw, unrestrained, a sound torn from the deepest part of her that she had always kept locked away. Her body convulsed around him as the climax ripped through her, far more intense than the previous. Pain and pleasure, cowshed and mixed in an all-consuming avalanche. 

Subaru's triumph surged through him like victory fire. He didn't relent, riding out her climax with a few final, brutal thrusts. With almost liquified bones and joints, Ram lay against the sheets, shuddering in aftershocks, pride in tatters but a secret, sated smile curving her lips. She'd "lost," but the surrender tasted sweeter than any victory she had ever claimed.

Subaru leaned in, looked at her half-lidded eyes, and this time gave her the tenderest kiss on the lips. She reciprocated, and for half a minute they simply breathed together, sharing a slow, gentle dance of tongues. Their warmth moved into their embrace as the concentration of their love stayed at its most heightened, both their sharp eyes caught in a trance by the other.

“You are…the worst,” she said quietly, while trying to catch her breath. The words carried no sting—only fond exasperation, laced with something very soft. 

“I love you too,” he answered just as quietly. He brushed one last kiss against the corner of her mouth before shifting his weight.

His throat was parched, but he still needed to make one more gesture. He turned toward Rem, who had lain curled beside them throughout this act like a silent, gentle guardian. Subaru reached for her, sliding an arm around her waist in a half-embrace, drawing her close until her body nestled against Ram’s side. The sisters’ hands found each other instinctively, fingers intertwining over Ram’s stomach.

Subaru leaned once again, cupped her cheek gently, and kissed Rem with the same tender gratitude he had just given her sister. A full minute later, when they finally separated, their foreheads rested together for a moment.

“You were incredible, Subaru-kun,” she said sincerely.

He shook his head, a shy smile spreading across his face. “It’s only because you two make me want to be my very best,” he murmured. “Always.”

For a few seconds, he silently admired his two demons as they looked at each other, imagining how they conversed through their synesthesia, a torrent of emotions passing between them. Seeing his girls in such a state, so happy and satisfied together, brought him a sense of fulfillment and a streak of pride that chimed through his chest. He knew he wanted to keep them in this state for as long as he could, if not forever. 

Their joined hands tightened briefly, and Ram’s thumb traced slow, reassuring circles over Rem’s knuckles. Finally, Subaru pressed one last kiss to Ram’s temple, then to Rem’s forehead, before easing himself from the bed. He walked to the bed, craving that sweet, cool water, courtesy of Rem’s ever-thoughtful diligence.

While their lover lingered at the night table, pouring himself another glass of water, the two sisters lay tangled in the sheets, hands intertwined, gazing at each other in silent wonder.

Neither could suppress the wide, happy smiles that bloomed on their faces nor the soft, occasional giggles that escaped despite their exhaustion. Words felt unnecessary, even their mental link seemed superfluous at this moment. 

Their expressions said everything: Subaru had not merely met their hopes, he had shattered them, surpassing every secret expectation. Lingering echoes of pleasure still hummed through their bodies, passed back and forth through their shared synesthesia like a gentle aftershock. And, seemingly, their beloved was just as happy with how this special day ended.

All that remained was for him to slide back into bed, pull them close, and let them drift into blissful, sated sleep—

Their mutual half-sleepy thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Subaru’s enthusiastic voice.

“Okay! I’ve caught my breath and am ready for the next round! So, girls, have you decided whose turn it will be this time?”

The sisters’ reaction was perfectly synchronized. Their eyes snapped wide in unison as they stared at each other for a moment, then, just as simultaneously, turned to him. Astonishment mixed with something closer to alarm. What they saw sent a shiver down through their spines. 

Here he was. Standing near the bed, watching both of them. His eyes still burned with the same insatiable hunger and desire as they did when they were just starting. His skin almost glistened in the dim light of the lamp from the sweat covering his well-toned body. And when they lowered their gazes, they realized that yes, he was still ready to go on. He still wanted more! And what he wanted was them!

“N-Nee-sama?” Rem muttered with a hint of panic in her voice.

“Yes, Rem,” Ram replied, gulping, her own tone uncharacteristically shaken. “Apparently… we have created a monster.”

“Time’s up, ladies.”

Subaru’s lips curved into a slow, predatory smile as he reached for them. “Since you can’t choose, I’ll shoulder that burden. And like I’ve said before—” His hands closed gently but firmly around each of their ankles. “—I refuse to choose between the demon sisters.”

With a playful tug, he pulled them toward him across the sheets. Ram and Rem let out twin, half-hearted moans of protest, but neither made any real effort to resist.

The night was still young.