Chapter 65: Kuroka Pt. 3

He can tell the moment Kuroka decides to embrace her circumstances. It’s like a switch has been flipped in the raven-haired Nekoshou. In fact, she doesn’t even fully let Issei approach them. Pushing off of her heels, she falls forward onto her hands and knees. In doing so, her breasts bounce and somehow her already pulled-open kimono manages to slide right off of her curvaceous frame and fall to the floor.

Without missing a beat, the older of the two cat girls begins to prowl forward, causing Issei to stop in his tracks and watch her with a raised brow. Seeing this, Kuroka gives him a lewd, wicked grin. Her two black cat tails swish back and forth in the air above her, and her ass sways in a hypnotic manner clearly intended to draw his eye. “I’m very sorry for my transgressions, Emperor. Please let me make it up to you. Let me show you what I’m truly capable of~” Issei opens his mouth to respond, only to let it snap shut again just as Kuroka reaches him. The cat girl doesn’t fail to miss this but mistakes his silence for acceptance. Assuming that he’s alright with her doing whatever she wants, Kuroka begins to reach for his crotch, intending to extract his cock from the confines of his pants. … She never makes it to his zipper. Her fingers are within striking distance when the Nekoshou’s entire body freezes in place, her spine going ramrod straight and her eyes going wide as she lets out squeak… followed by a yowl. This is because Koneko had not been idle while Kuroka was making her move. That was the real reason Issei had held his tongue. Because even as Kuroka had been approaching him, every inch of her DRIPPING with seduction, he had seen Koneko get this very particular look on her face and silently crawl after her big sister. Now, Koneko has thoroughly silenced Kuroka… by grabbing the older cat girl by the base of her two cat tails and squeezing down hard. Then, for good measure, Koneko had also leaned down and chomped at one of Kuroka’s ass cheeks. As the involuntary, surprised yowl spills out into the air, Kuroka whips her head around, giving Koneko a wide eyed look. “Y-You brat!” But Koneko won’t be cowed. She pulls her teeth out of Kuroka’s ass and gives her big sister a pointed glare. “Apologize properly. No games.” Growling a little bit in exasperation, Kuroka tries to wiggle her way free of Koneko’s grip but can’t seem to escape. Issei raises an eyebrow at this. It would appear that the base of the Nekoshou’s two tails is a bit of a weak spot. Kuroka isn’t entirely paralyzed, but she’s definitely moving more sluggishly than before. Finally, Kuroka gives him a pout. All but throwing her hands up in the air, the older cat girl lets out a pitiful whine. “I was trying to apologize Shir- er, I mean, Koneko! What would you have me do, huh? How is sucking his cock not a proper apology?!” Issei can’t help but be amused by the exchange, even as his erection strains against the confines of his pants. Privately, he sort of agrees with Kuroka there. A blowjob does sound like the beginning of a wonderful apology to him. But that’s probably his libido talking. Koneko, meanwhile, seems to have other plans. “Not an apology… when you have ulterior motives.” Oh? Issei’s interest is undeniably piqued, especially when Kuroka goes still in a way that has nothing to do with Koneko’s iron grip on her big sister’s tails. But before the Nekoshou can even begin denying it, Koneko is overriding her. “… Dogeza.” Kuroka furrows her brow at that. “What?” But Koneko isn’t having it, undoubtedly sensing her sister is playing dumb. “Apologize properly. Dogeza.” In the face of Koneko’s rather adorable stubbornness, Kuroka… crumbles. Issei watches on in even more amusement than before as the older of the two cat girls grumbles for a moment before slowly lowering herself into proper dogeza. Hands palm down on the ground, forehead pressed into her palms, ass resting on her heels, the naked Nekoshou tries to mumble at first. “… sorry for being a nuisance or something…” Issei hears her of course, but Koneko just scowls and yanks on Kuroka’s tails, causing the Nekoshou to yowl some more. “Louder!” “S-Sorry! Sorry for being a nuisance! Please forgive me! D-Damnit Koneko, when did you get so vicious?!” Koneko just scoffs at that. “When my sister abandoned me, maybe.” But Kuroka just shakes her head at that, tears welling up in the corner of her eyes from all of Koneko’s tail pulling. “Being the Gremory Heiress’ dress up doll was meant to give you a nicer, kinder life then I could ever provide you on the run! But all it did was turn you into a bully!” For a moment, Issei actually starts to feel bad for Kuroka. Just a little bit. But Koneko takes one look at her nearly crying big sister… and promptly bites Kuroka’s ass again for a moment. A jolt runs through the Nekoshou, who remains in dogeza, even as Koneko pulls back. “Two-faced.” Almost as immediately as it started, the near-crying act ends. Kuroka grumbles as she wiggles in her subservient and submissive position. “Whatever… I apologized, didn’t I? So can we get to the good part now? C’mon Red Dragon Emperor. I know you want to fuck me. Maybe fuck both of us, yeah? Do us together like the big dick fucker you are.” Issei is half-expecting Kuroka’s sudden diatribe to result in Koneko either pulling her sister’s tails or taking another bite out of her ass, but the white-haired cat girl does neither of those things. She just blushes and shakes her head. “Pervert…” And yet, despite declaring Kuroka a pervert, Koneko doesn’t actually punish her for it. Issei snorts, taking that as his sign. With a grin, he reaches down and frees his cock from its confines on his own… something that neither of the cat girls at his feet fail to notice. “Oh-ho! Finally getting serious~ How are we doing this, big boy? Hey! What are you doing?!” Walking around Kuroka’s still prostrated, still naked form, Issei doesn’t pay her any mind. Instead, he reaches for Koneko. Koneko, who squeaks adorably as he focuses his attention on her. Kneeling down behind Kuroka, he takes Koneko in his arms and kisses her deeply for a moment. Then, he begins stripping her down. She insists on keeping her grip on her sister’s tails, which makes it a little challenging at some points to get her out of her clothes, but eventually it’s done. That’s when Issei reaches around under Koneko’s hips, grabs her ass, and lifts her into the air. The two sisters are similar in a lot of ways, but Koneko is definitely smaller than Kuroka. Which makes it easy for Issei to set Koneko down on Kuroka’s ass and back, using the older cat girl as a mixture of a table and a futon. A moment later and he’s inside of Koneko, fucking her soundly right there on the spot. Kuroka can only grumble when she finally realizes what’s happening. “Oh, I see now what’s happening here… taking my suggestion and twisting it, huh? Real monkey’s paw situation… I start to see what kind of man you are now, Red Dragon Emperor.” Issei pays her almost no mind, other than to be deeply amused by her whining. Koneko, meanwhile, gives a few half-hearted tugs of Kuroka’s tails, but in her new position on top of Kuroka’s back, she can’t really get the leverage she needs anymore to do it properly. More than that, the white-haired Nekomata is quickly becoming far more focused on Issei’s cock drilling in and out of her, rather than worried about punishing Kuroka. Thrusting in and out of Koneko, he makes an effort of giving her all of the attention he can, from kissing her to pinching her nipples and playing with her smaller tits. Issei doesn’t want to undermine Koneko even a little. Sure, it’s inevitable that he’s going to fuck Kuroka before this ends, but he’s making sure to plow Koneko silly first, both to make sure her big sister knows she had him first, and to make sure Koneko knows she’s loved and will never be replaced by Kuroka, not in a million years. Kuroka continues her grumbling of course, but eventually it dies down… mostly because the Nekoshou is surreptitiously fingering herself now under the two of them, masturbating to the sounds of them fucking and Koneko’s moans until finally, Issei grunts and finishes inside of the Nekomata, pumping a hot thick load right into Koneko’s womb. It’s a grand finish, and one that sees Koneko’s eyes fluttering, almost threatening to roll back in her head. Her tongue sticks straight out of her mouth as she explosively orgasms all over his cumming cock. No small amount of fluids ends up dribbling out of the white-haired cat girl and onto Kuroka’s ass, causing the Nekoshou to let out an indignant squawk. Carefully, Issei lifts Koneko up off of Kuroka’s back and sets her down beside her big sister to rest. Then, he grabs Kuroka by the hips. The prostrating cat girl freezes in place in anticipation as he brings the tip of his cock up to her sopping wet slit. Her arousal makes it obvious that she’s incredibly ready and willing for him to fuck her. Despite trying to quite literally poison him in the days before. Snorting derisively, Issei nevertheless holds for a moment… and looks to Koneko with a wide smile and glittering eyes. “Do you think I should, Koneko? Do you think she deserves this cock?” Kuroka squawks in outrage of course, while Koneko’s eyes widen for a moment before growing lidded as she gets this contemplative look on her face. Proving to be at least capable of reading the room, the Nekoshou before him falls silent, trembling in anticipation, unwilling to say a word lest she ruin her chances. Finally, Koneko nods decisively. “Yes. Give it to her, Issei. Make her your bitch.”

That gets a slightly disbelieving laugh from Kuroka, but before she can even try to muster a response to her younger sister’s crass language, Issei has thrust forward. He drives his shaft deep into the older cat girl’s cunt, filling the Nekoshou with more than half of his dick on the first go. Then, he pulls back only to do it again, this time making sure every last inch of his massive member is impaled in Kuroka’s pussy. The one-two punch ending with his balls smacking up against her clit drives Kuroka wild… well, wilder than she already was anyways. The cat girl squeals, her ears and tails all standing on end for a moment. But of course, Issei is just getting started. Moving his hands from her hips to around to her tits, Issei latches onto Kuroka’s large breasts and lifts her up from her dogeza at long last, pulling her into doggystyle. Though maybe it would be better not to call it that, considering current company. Regardless, he fucks Kuroka on her hands and knees with deep, penetrating thrusts, mounting her right there in front of her little sister, Koneko watching with a lazy gaze and fingers dipping into her own creampied cunt as she smirks a little bit. All the while, Issei’s hands are going to town on Kuroka’s tits. He toys with her breasts, pinching her nipples between his fingers and stroking her soft mammaries. Kuroka, in response, can only moan wantonly… or so he assumes. To his mild surprise, perhaps via the use of her Senjutsu or something, the Nekoshou eventually finds her words, even if they come between pants and moans. “L-Like that, Emperor? Like playing with my b-big fat udders?” Raising an eyebrow, Issei grunts in affirmation, curious to see where Kuroka is going with this. Panting noisily, the raven-haired cat girl’s tails swish back and forth across his chest, giving away her plotting. He doesn’t have to wait long to figure out what she’s up to though, of course. Not when she almost immediately gives it away. “… W-Wouldn’t it be nice… i-if they were filled with milk? Mm? Wouldn’t you like to… t-to be able to drink from them d-directly while you, hah, f-fucked me?” Oh. Was that it? Issei was almost a little disappointed. Or not disappointed necessarily, but rather, underwhelmed. There was nothing wrong with having a breeding fetish. He just wasn’t expecting the woman who had tried to kill him to turn on a dime and beg him to knock her up. Not that Kuroka had outright said what she wanted, but it was obvious if one read between the lines.

Even Koneko knows what Kuroka is asking for, judging by the way the Nekomata has gone wide-eyed and still. Meeting her gaze, Issei lifts an eyebrow at Koneko, silently asking her opinion even as he continues to jackhammer in and out of an unaware Kuroka. Finally coming back to her senses, Koneko… proceeds to go bright red and enthusiastically nod at him. Wow, she was apparently just as interested in him knocking her big sis up as her big sis was. Well, with Koneko’s blessing… there wasn’t really anything holding him back, was there? Chuckling, Issei leans forward a bit more, penetrating Kuroka that much more deeply as he gives her tits a fresh, hard kneading with both hands. He also brings his lips to her cat ears, nibbling on them for a moment before giving her his reply. “Is that all? Does kitty want the same cream her sister got? Honestly… you don’t have to make it all about what’s in it for me. I’m happy to knock you up Kuroka. As long as you ask properly.” For a moment, Kuroka is still. Then, she’s energetically pushing her hips back into his thrusts all the harder. “P-Please… please, Emperor. Please breed me. Fucking breed me silly!” Issei grins at that, before reaching up and grabbing Kuroka by the chin. At the same time, he picks up his pace… something that has the Nekoshou squealing as he rapidly brings her to orgasm with how hard he’s fucking her. “You aren’t going to be a problem anymore, are you? You know who your family is from this moment on… right?” Gurgling, Kuroka slurs out a response, eyes half-rolling back in her head. “Yesssshhhh~” That was about the best he could hope for at this point, Issei figured. And so, without further ado, he grunts and proceeds to creampie her just as he did her sister. He shoots a hot, thick load of his seed right into Kuroka’s womb, filling her to the utter brim right there on the spot. As he does so, the Nekoshou collapses forward, even her tails limp as she ends up face down and prone on the floor, limbs spread akimbo. Issei watches her for a moment in amusement before nodding to Koneko. Together, the two of them carry Kuroka to the bath, where he and Koneko give the older cat girl a nice, thorough cleaning. About an hour after that, Issei leaves Kuroka and Koneko behind, the younger of the two wanting more time to ‘catch up’ with her sister. Meanwhile, Issei has other things to concern himself with. He knew Gabriel was already planning on subverting Lavinia. He could go help with that. But he also knew where Vali was currently training. He could go toy with and tease her, if he wanted to. Both options had their pros and cons. Both options had their upsides and downsides. But Issei was the Red Dragon Emperor, and in the end he could do whatever he wanted, damn the consequences. Hmm… yes, he knew which of the two options he was going to go with. Grinning wickedly, Issei quickens his stride as he heads in the direction of his next conquest.