Ding!
After a very enjoyable day, Vahn was considering who he should end it with when the sound of a priority message pinged in his ears. He fully expected it to have been sent by Bonney, causing him to exhale from his nose, but when he checked, it was surprisingly Fubuki asking him if they could meet.
'Is today the day...?' Vahn asked himself, exhaling in faint exasperation before smiling as, from his perspective, many months had passed since Tatsumaki requested that he approach and sleep with her sister. Fubuki entered the palace on a near-daily basis, but since she was always with her subordinates or relaxing in her room, he hadn't had the opportunity to approach her organically as requested.
With no reason to refuse the invitation, Vahn informed Fubuki that he was free and could meet her immediately, but less than two seconds later, she hastily responded that she would let him know when she had finished her preparations. This made him curious to see what she was up to, but since she could be readying a surprise, he resisted the urge to peek and instead headed to his study to polish and spend time with Laev-tan.
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[Three Hours Later]
Ding!
Just as Vahn was beginning to think Fubuki had forgotten about inviting him to meet up, a second message arrived, informing him she was ready to receive him.
'She must be nervous...' thought Vahn, smiling as he informed Fubuki he was on his way before donning a stylish suit and tie in place of his usual yukata. He wasn't certain what Fubuki had prepared, but considering how long it took, he guessed she had prepared a meal or arranged for them to eat at an expensive restaurant.
With high expectations, Vahn entrusted Sis to teleport him to Fubuki's location, the spacious interior of a penthouse suite with floor-to-ceiling windows, marble floors that transitioned to beige carpeting in the living room, black walls, and high, eggshell-white ceilings. Cylindrical-shaped light fixtures hung from the latter, emitting soft yellow light, and most of the furniture on display was black leather, sans the carefully set, candle-lit glass and gold-trimmed dining table nearby.
"You've come..." remarked Fubuki, seated with her left leg crossed over her right in a gold and white-leather chair with a rounded back. Her left arm was crossed under her breasts, deliberately emphasizing them, and she had a large glass of crystalline red wine in her right hand, presumably to ease the tension in her body.
"You look transcendent..." remarked Vahn, unabashedly scanning Fubuki from head to toe before meeting her narrow-eyed, smiling gaze. In place of her usual dark green dress and white-furred coat, she was modeling a short-skirted black dress that hugged her figure, leaving very little to the imagination. The front was cut tantalizingly deep, but her shoulders, neck, and arms were covered in sheer, floral-patterned black lace, matching the patterned hem of her stockings. Glossy black heels adorned her feet, and to complete the outfit, she wore ten rings, emerald-studded gold earrings, and a golden brooch with a deep green, faintly glowing gemstone the size of a person's eye.
"I have you and the Dragon's Pavilion to thank for that..." stated Fubuki, uncrossing her legs and setting her glass down before rising to approach Vahn, her almost luminous, light green eyes sizing him up as she placed her right hand on his left shoulder and remarked, "I don't mind your usual attire, but you look good in a suit..."
Raising her gaze to meet Vahn's with upturned eyes, Fubuki adopted a distinctly sensual smile as she asked, "Are you aware of why I called you here tonight?"
Shaking his head, Vahn naturally slid his hands along Fubuki's hips as he admitted, "I was tempted to sneak a peek, but since there was a chance you wanted to surprise me, I chose to wait and hear what you had to say directly..."
"How thoughtful of you..." hummed Fubuki, leaning into Vahn and snaking her hands around him to give his butt a playful squeeze. He was tempted to do the same, but before his hands could slide from her slender waist to her tantalizingly round and full bottom, she abruptly appended, "It may be inconsequential compared to a title like Dragon God, but I was recognized as a candidate for my world's Presidency earlier today. None of this would have been achievable without your support, so instead of celebrating with my campaign, I wanted to celebrate with you..."
"All we did was supply what you requested..." countered Vahn, shaking his head a second time and seizing the opportunity to glide his hands along the surface of Fubuki's dress to grab her butt as he added, "You're exactly where your initiative and perseverence have led you. No one can take that away from you..."
"Good response..." hummed Fubuki, licking her lips before raising her chin and parting them invitingly. In response, Vahn turned his head slightly to the side, prompting her to tilt her head in the opposite direction and close her eyes as he leaned in for a kiss, starting chaste and eventually adding a bit of tongue when she tentatively probed his lips with her own...
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[Two Hours Later]
Following their brief makeout, Vahn joined Fubuki for the dinner she, or, more accurately, her team of personal Chefs, had prepared. The portions were significantly smaller than what he was used to, but he didn't mind as it encouraged them to eat slowly and allowed them to converse.
"I think I'm about ready for dessert..." remarked Fubuki, leaning forward with her elbows on the table, her chin resting atop her hands, and a faint, playful smile adorning her face. Then, as the luminance of her green eyes increased, Vahn felt an invisible hand grip his not-so-little brother through his clothes.
"But of course...Madame President..." hummed Vahn, his eyes narrowing as he stood up from his chair, stepped around the table, and extended his left hand to help Fubuki from her seat. She didn't require it, but she was a lady, and it was the gentlemanly thing to do.
"I love the way that sounds..." remarked Fubuki, catching Vahn a little off guard as she abruptly grabbed his black, dragon-patterned tie and pulled him toward the living room. She couldn't conceal the faint trembling of her body or the rapid beating of her heart from Vahn's senses, but he enjoyed her bold act, allowing her to pull him along before eventually pushing him down on the sofa facing away from the suite's entrance.
"You know...for quite a while now, I had thought you were avoiding me..." revealed Fubuki, standing before Vahn with her hands on her voluptuous breasts, slowly moving them down her body as she appended, "But after I saw the Rating Game between the Dragon's Pavilion and the Soul Society, I realized that, like me, you have important responsibilities and things that keep you occupied. Therefore, instead of waiting for something to happen between us..."
Raising her skirt, Fubuki revealed black, sheer-lace panties and the straps of a garter belt as she added, "I concluded that, much like my Presidential candidacy, I could just set things in motion myself..."
Though it wasn't necessary for him to make it out, Vahn lowered his gaze to admire the tantalizing sight Fubuki was presenting to him directly. For a moment, he considered pointing out that she was the one who seemed to be avoiding him, but it was highly likely that she had wanted him to seek her out. But with things having calmed down in her world since the utter annihilation of the Monster Association, he hadn't been paying it or her as much attention as they deserved.
With Fubuki climbing onto the sofa and straddling him with her knees, placing her breasts in front of his face, Vahn naturally slid his hands up her outer thighs to caress her warm and satiny bottom. At the same time, she used her psychokinetic power to loosen his leather belt and remove his pants and briefs, surprising herself when his penis immediately went to attention, smacking her butt and nestling against her warm, wet vulva.
"I don't hate women who take what they want..." affirmed Vahn, grinning smolderingly as he added, "Within reason, of course..."
"Of course..." responded Fubuki, pressing her breasts to Vahn's face and reaching behind her to grab and get a feel for his cock with her left hand. She felt that felating him would take too much effort with no real reward, so she used her Psychic powers to extract droplets of her love juices from her panties before massaging them into his cock, thoroughly lubricating it.
Understanding that Fubuki intended to get straight to sex, Vahn slid his hands up her sides, caressed her waist, and slowly turned his face from side to side between her soft, pillowy breasts. Once she was ready, she removed everything but her accessories, stockings, and garter belt using the Equip function. Then, guiding his glans into place, she inhaled deeply and proceeded to lower her hips.
"Was my sister truly able to accommodate something so large...?" sighed Fubuki, exhaling loudly and placing her hands on Vahn's shoulders before tugging on his feet using her power, adjusting his position so that he was lying down more than sitting. Vahn was tempted to respond, but since he was fairly certain Fubuki was talking to herself, he supported her waist so the change in position didn't cause her to drop in one go.
With Vahn in a better position, Fubuki sat up, met his gaze, forced a smile, and asked, "How do my insides feel...?" while tentatively twisting her hips from side to side to slowly accept the rest of him. She had been preparing for the encounter for some time, so while there was a tremendous amount of pressure and a feeling of friction, there wasn't much pain. Though, as a career Hero, her pain tolerance was also exceptionally high.
"Tight as a vice and scaldingly hot..." answered Vahn, producing a second set of hands to support Fubuki's bottom as he caressed her sides with his originals. Her brows perked at the sight, but since his caress felt pleasant and made the muscles in her abdomen feel slack, she didn't question how he was able to produce additional limbs. Instead, she took advantage of his support to raise and lower her hips, starting tentatively but becoming emboldened as moving became easier.
"This is easier than I expected..." remarked Fubuki, her body flushed and skin increasingly glossy with sweat as she did her best to appear poised and in control. She was aware that Vahn was helping her, but considering his tremendous size and girth, she didn't expect to be able to move freely so soon.
"The bodies of women are truly wondrous things..." hummed Vahn, his smoldering expression tinted with affection as he caressed Fubuki's butt and added, "And when they're able to set aside their fears and seize the reins of their fates, there is nothing they can't accomplish..."
"You're good at saying the right thing at the right time..." remarked Fubuki, adopting a narrow-eyed, sultry smile as she teased, "Though, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, considering you were even able to tame that sister of mine..."
At her own mention of Tatsumaki, Fubuki boldly attempted to accept the rest of Vahn in a single go. Fortunately, his S-Rank Petting had helped to relax the muscles in her abdomen and pussy considerably, allowing her to sit nearly flush against him, stemmed by his second set of hands being in the way.
"I would be lying if I said I didn't care if you and my sister continued having sex..." started Fubuki, increasing the intensity of her movements and taking a moment to bite her bottom lip before adding, "But instead of asking you to stop, I intend to surpass her. She may be the better Psychic between us, but I will never lose to her in terms of our height, breast size, and sex appeal..."
"Your sister isn't lacking in appeal..." contended Vahn, causing a slight frown to mar Fubuki's face before he gave her cheeks an affectionate caress and confirmed, "But I would wager the vast majority of men and many women would agree yours is greater. I'm just grateful I don't have to choose between you, because you're both exceptional..."
"Then love me like you love her and then some..." said Fubuki, leaning forward with her hands sliding along Vahn's sides, her breasts squishing against him as she brought herself within range for a kiss. He readily gave her one, but since she wasn't as bold or feisty as her sister, he elected to keep things nice and slow as he took over, holding her butt and thrusting into her from below. Passion could be both a blazing inferno and the slow, all-consuming crawl of a magma surge, so with a full night ahead of them and a suite of surfaces available for use, Vahn made slow but purposeful love to the green-haired beauty until morning...
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