Volume 13 Chapter 292 Shirogane Aqua, Japan’s Last Night
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Aqua, have you finished preparing for the school trip?” Ako asked.
”Ah.”
I’d been so caught up in thoughts of the live show that I’d almost forgotten about the trip. Right, the destination was the States. I remembered Shintaro fidgeting with his guidebook, excitement all over his face.
”Don’t worry. All three of you went through the official procedures and got permission,” Ako reassured me.
”Thanks, Ako.”
For us guys to go abroad on a school trip, we needed more than just passports—it required government approval too. I’d heard about the discussions over guarantees and security measures, where officials from both countries and the school hammered out every detail beforehand.
”As for the journey,” Ako continued, “Mayuzumi, Toa, and Kanon will fly with the others on the government plane, but Aqua, you already have work scheduled in Stars.”
Ah, right. Corolle’s campaign needed extra shooting. They could’ve sent the outfits and composited me in later, but John had personally emailed, asking for the shoot to be done on-site. As his friend, I wanted to help.
”So, Aqua, you’ll be heading ahead of everyone else. You’ll board the presidential aircraft with Prime Minister Habu to fly to Stars.”
”The presidential aircraft? Not the government plane?” I blinked.
”Yes. At that time, world leaders are gathering in Stars for a summit. The government jet is being used for the Otomezaki students. The States suggested you join Prime Minister Habu when they pick him up, and once your shoot is done, you can fly straight on to the States.”
”I see…” That explained it. In movies, the presidential plane always seemed to crash, but in reality, there couldn’t be anything safer.
”Understood. Please make the arrangements,” I said.
”Good. I’ll be heading ahead on business, and only you can ride the presidential plane. We’ll meet there. Until then, Prime Minister Habu will serve as your guardian. If anything comes up, rely on him.”
Guardian, huh? He’d probably grill me about Summer King again. Like Tenga-senpai, the man never slept. I wondered if I’d manage to rest at all on the flight.
”Anyway, be ready,” Ako said firmly.
”I will.”
A few days later, the night before departure, I sat in my room checking my luggage.
”Phew… that should do it.”
As I sank onto the bed, catching my breath, I heard footsteps outside—two sets, judging by the rhythm.
”Master, have you finished packing?” Pegonia-san called softly.
”Yeah, just now.”
”Then, may we come in?”
”Of course.”
When I opened the door, Pegonia-san and Victoria-sama stood together. That was a rare pairing.
”Please, come in.”
”Excuse us.”
”S-sorry for intruding.”
I shut the door behind them, locking it out of habit.
”So, what brings you both—hey!?”
I turned to find Victoria’s cape pooling on the floor, her bare body revealed. My jaw nearly hit the ground.
”Master,” Pegonia-san began calmly, “while I’ve been at school, Victoria-sama has been taking care of the children.”
”Is that so…” I muttered, eyes fixed on Victoria-sama despite myself.
”And spending so much time with them, she’s started wanting a baby of her own,” Pegonia-san added.
”Oh—I get it!”
So that’s what this was about. Without hesitation, I scooped Victoria-sama into my arms and carried her to the bed.
”W-wait! I haven’t said anything yet!” she protested.
Already naked, I let her see me fully aroused. They didn’t call me Shirogane Aqua, the man who could stand at attention in a heartbeat, for nothing.
”Then tell me. What is it you truly desire?” I asked, gently parting her legs and tracing her softness. Her body’s response betrayed her words, already warm and inviting. She hadn’t come here, cloaked in modesty, for nothing.
”Hmph! Children are adorable—unlike you,” she retorted. “So yes, I’ll allow you to plant your seed within me. I’ll carry your child. Be grateful!”
Her words were sharp, but they held a ritualistic tone, more habit than truth. And for me, her stubbornness was like kindling to a flame.
”Thank you, Victoria-sama,” I murmured.
Beneath her tough exterior, she was kind to me.
”Then… I’ll enter now.”
”Yes. Please, deeply,” Pegonia-san urged from behind, her voice soft yet insistent.
”Wha—Pegonia!?”
She was bare as well, her warmth pressing against my back, guiding me forward until I was joined with Victoria-sama in one fluid motion. Suddenly, I was enveloped by both of them.
”Fufu, Master,” Pegonia-san teased, her movements synchronized with mine, “how does it feel? To be cradled between such softness, your thoughts clouded with pleasure?”
She moved with me, her rhythm controlling every beat of my body.
”Master, your movements are so hesitant. Don’t tell me you’re already lost in the sensations? This is a sacred act—you must move with purpose, deeply, so your essence finds its way to the cradle of life,” Pegonia-san whispered, her voice sweet yet firm.
Drat. Her warmth against my back, her softness rubbing in harmony with Victoria’s against my chest. My mind swam, overwhelmed by the sensations.
”Ah—hey! Focus on me, not Pegonia. I’m the one you’re meant to cherish!” Victoria-sama pouted, her cheeks puffed in the most endearing way.
God… that expression was unfair. I was weak against such vulnerability. The moment I thought it, Victoria-sama, truly annoyed, began moving her hips in response.
”See? I’ve cared for this place every day since you took my innocence—so it would always be perfect for you!”
Yes, it felt incredible. But even more so, being guided by two women at once was overwhelming. I teetered on the edge, struggling to hold back.
”Master, you’re not going to release so weakly, are you? Hold on. The longer you endure, the richer your gift will be when it fills me. Show us your strength—the Master we adore, the one we belong to,” Pegonia-san encouraged, her voice both gentle and demanding.
It was impossible. Victoria’s embrace was so tight, so demanding, I felt she’d drain me completely. Her core pulsed, tightening as if pleading for every drop.
”Again, your gaze wanders to Pegonia. Look at me. Look at me now—see, I’m not even wearing my stern mask anymore.”
Her brows softened into a gentle arch. I adored her proud, commanding expression, but this tender look? It made my heart ache just as much.
I steadied myself, thrusting with all my might.
”Ah—ah, n-no, I can’t—ah, ah!” Victoria-sama moaned, her voice breaking.
I sealed her lips with a kiss. Lately, she’d turned away when I tried. Not tonight. Tonight, she was open, vulnerable. I had to ask.
”Victoria-sama, why did you avoid my kiss before?”
”T-that… ah…”
Her cheeks flushed, her hand covering her mouth as her gaze darted away.
”I was… truly hurt, you know,” I said softly.
Her eyes flickered, restless.
”I—it’s not because I dislike you!”
What was that? I couldn’t hear. I leaned in.
”I-it’s not… that I’d care more if we kissed or anything!”
Pegonia-san sighed behind me, exasperated. “Be clearer.”
”Because if I kiss you… I’ll just end up caring more!” Victoria-sama blurted, her voice trembling.
I kissed her instantly, without hesitation.
”Mmm—ahh…”
I savored her lips, her breath catching, her body trembling. Finally, I released her, her eyes glistening with tears.
”Fool,” she whispered.
Seeing her so vulnerable made my resolve harden within her.
”Wha—why are you growing even firmer when you’re already inside me…?”
Victoria-sama. A man’s resolve has many forms. Right now, mine was unyielding—like steel.
”Ah—don’t, not that deep, not—ahhh!”
I pressed against her core, knocking gently at its gate again and again. Each time, she moaned, her pride crumbling.
”Victoria-sama, focus here. Right here. I’m going to open it and share everything with you.”
”Wait—no, impossible, it won’t—ahhh!”
She arched, her back bowing, as her core welcomed me, greedy and eager. She was no fortress. For a woman of such pride, her defenses were scandalously weak.
”Here, focus,” I urged, gently massaging her lower belly where my presence pressed.
”Ah, ah, ahhh…” Her eyes fixed on the spot, dazed.
I couldn’t delay any longer. If I did, she’d resent me later.
”It’s coming—three, two, one…”
”Nnnngh!”
Her body convulsed, surrendering as I shared everything with her. My release was endless—first a long wave, then another, then another—until her form gave a subtle swell from the sheer volume.
”So much… it’s so full,” she gasped, trembling.
I kissed her, tender and slow.
”Do you care for me even a little more now?” I asked.
”Of course not, fool!” she snapped, before pressing her lips back to mine, her kiss fierce and demanding.
Words lied. Her body told the truth.
”Master, thank you for cherishing Victoria-sama,” Pegonia-san said, her voice breathless with joy.
When I lay on the bed to rest, Pegonia-san wasted no time. She knelt and gently took me into her warmth without hesitation.
”W-wait—this isn’t just…?” I gasped, but her gentle touch revived me, my resolve hardening once more.
”Then, Master,” Pegonia-san said, pressing me back, “before your journey, let’s share as much as we can.”
She straddled me, guiding me into her welcoming heat.
”Look,” she said, her hand guiding mine to her chest, “pregnancy has made these already full breasts even more so.”
My fingers sank deeply, lost in her softness. Overflowing didn’t begin to describe it. Self-proclaimed or not, their size was beyond belief.
”Now then, I’ll start gently. Try to endure, Master.”
Her embrace was thick, enveloping, and her movements were relentless. Her fullness swayed before my eyes, a hypnotic rhythm.
Soft, soft, soft!
The gentle sounds filled the air, her movements a lullaby. I thought, If I must go, let it be here, cradled in this warmth, not in some cold place.
”Oh my, Master, already stirring within? I can feel it growing,” she teased, her smile warm and maternal.
”No need to hold back with me. Show me that vulnerable side only I get to see,” she coaxed.
I clung to my pride, but her softness—no, her entire being—pressed against me.
”Today, I still have nourishment, and it’s swelling. Master, would you take it in place of the child?”
If I could, I’d gladly be her child forever. I gently took her nipple, savoring the sweetness as it filled my mouth.
”Mm, yes, take Pegonia’s gift. Then share your essence deep within me too.”
I held her hips, moving with purpose, surrendering only to release.
”Oh, it’s flowing. So much from that humble resolve of yours, Master. Amazing—you’re imperfect, but at least you can share properly,” she moaned, enraptured.
Even after, she gently revived me with her lips. I seized the moment, pulling her close and savoring her warmth.
”Mm—!”
I held her firmly, pressing her against the wall.
”Oh my, so that’s what you desire. I enjoy that side too,” she laughed, her form pressing back toward me.
I gently held her, lifting her softness, and caressed her lightly.
”Guide Pegonia’s eagerness with your firmness, Master,” she cried.
I rammed deep, scraping her insides as her voice broke into shuddering moans.
”Yes—harder. I enjoy taking control, but being overwhelmed like this is just as thrilling. Use me, treat my body as your plaything!”
Pegonia-san could seamlessly shift between dominance and submission—a true hybrid. Like Yui, her ample figure only heightened her allure.
”Ohh—I’m close—ahh, ahh!”
I pressed deep, my movements relentless, drawing her essence with each thrust. Her softness swayed wildly as I held her, my rhythm unwavering, driven solely by the need to release.
Soft, soft, soft!
The air was filled with her cries, the scent of exertion, and the raw sounds of our connection.
”I’m there—Master, share everything with this devoted servant!”
”I’ll give you all, Pegonia!”
I moved forward, surrendering completely, my being consumed by the wave of sensation.
Later, beyond reason, I found myself sharing five more times with Pegonia-san. and three again with Victoria-sama.
When it finally ended, Victoria-sama pouted. “I care for you… look at me. Share a moment with me.”
Emily had mentioned the Kanon sisters were skilled in expression, and now I understood.
”Master, won’t you share a moment with me too? I’m here as well,” Pegonia-san teased.
”Enough—this is mine alone, no one else’s. Now, hold me, quickly!” Victoria-sama demanded.
Pressed between their breasts, I knew sleep wouldn’t come until morning. Damn it—maybe I should have resisted, but how could I? So the last night before my flight abroad dawned in endless indulgence.
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