Transmigrated With A Time Chamber In DxD

[I want you, Dimori-kun.]

Closing the distance between them, somewhere in the back of her head, she could hear a very tiny voice shouting something indistinct. So smothered was she by desire, she took no heed to deciphering what it was.

[Just this once.]

Chuu~

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It was a soft kiss, but it sent her body blazing with emotion. In that moment, everything just felt so right, so…complete. As her lips touched his, her heart jumped for joy…yet ached for more.

A part of her expected him to pull back in shock. She never expected however, that he would return her kiss.

“?!”

She could feel him pushing against her, his lips locked against hers. He was rough yet forceful, something she found herself loving more and more each second.

[So good...]

Unable to restrain herself, she wrapped her arms around him. She pulled herself towards him, determined to press him against her. Yet that wasn’t enough…not even close.

Without breaking contact, she sat up and then just as quickly, used her weight to pull him on top of her.

“Mmmnnn~”

She moaned inside his mouth as she felt his body over hers. Her pelvis was pressed directly against his and she could already feel his hardening erection through her underwear. By the gods if she didn’t want it before, she wanted it now.

Locking her legs around him, she pulled his hips towards her nether region, eager to feel more of him. Not once did she stop kissing him. Her arms were secured around his neck like vices that wouldn’t allow him to retreat in the slightest.

A very tiny part of her mind screamed that this was a very horrible idea, one that would have lasting consequences. But it was too late. Her eyes were filled with lust as she wonderfully moaned at the feeling of his lips and the blissful feeling of her pelvis rubbing against him.

She was aware of her growing wetness and the ever-expanding hollow feeling inside of her that was begging, screaming to be filled with his hardened warmth. This was beyond crossing the line. But it was pressed against her so snugly that her mind was more focused on removing the barriers of fabric that prevented his advancement into her nether.

Absolutely enjoying the feeling and taste of his lips, she very hesitantly pushed him back. Gently cupping his cheeks,her eyes were drowned in a haze of lust as she looked into his own.

“Take me…”

Yet behind that lust, there was an unfathomable love.

“Please…”

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“Take me. Please…”

Igor was feeling a bit concerned at Shuri’s words. Her tone was almost pleading, making him want to know what dream or illusion she saw that made her breath heavily like this.

“Alright, aunty. But…where exactly am I taking you?”

“...”

Gradually, Shuri’s vision changed. No longer was Igor on top of her. He was now crouching at her side with a look of complete worry on his face.

“If it’s the Underworld, I’m not sure I can go there without telling Uncle A, first.”

“...”

Her mind quickly pieced together what happened. Nothing happened. Everything was an illusion.

“Please ignore my ramblings, Dimori-kun.”

Ignoring the slight tug of regret, she sat up.

“Was there something you needed of me?”

With her years of experience taking over, she donned a mask that was able to hide the hurt that everything had been an illusion. Though, it was probably for the best. If it had been reality, everything would’ve been ruined.

“...”

Igor didn’t like the kind ‘smile’ Shuri was giving him. It was too fake, too different from one of her genuine smiles.

“I’m worried about you, aunty.”

Her ‘smile’ briefly faltered for a bit to reveal the emotions plaguing her in her eyes. He was not skilled enough to identify the others, but he knew there was sadness in them.

“Aunty. I know I said I would be there for you and that still stands. But I can’t help you if I don’t know what’s troubling you.”

“...”

Shuri bit her lip slightly.

“I’m sorry, Dimori-kun. But I can’t tell you.”

She hastily placed a hand on his shoulder when she saw him tense.

“I can promise you this. There is no threat to my life or Akeno’s. What I’m going through is…something I have to deal with myself. I’m sorry.”

“...”

Igor looked into her eyes. He didn’t like this. Not one bit. He wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but he had a few clues on what could be the issue.

“Is your problem related to the old man?”

[?!]

It was quick. If it were not for just how powerful his perception was, he would’ve missed the slight twitch of her mouth.

“It is, isn’t it.”

“...”

Her quiet nod answered everything for him. He couldn’t help but audibly sigh at the predicament. He wasn’t sure what about Baraquiel was the issue, but he would take a gamble and speak out.

“I can’t speak for Akeno, but I will speak for myself, aunty.”

His eyes evaded hers for a very brief moment as he gathered his thoughts. A few moments later, he looked back at her.

“The old man admitted that he abandoned you and Akeno. If I was mad about that, then I can only imagine how you felt. So it stands beyond reason that if you don’t ever want to see him again, I understand. I promise I will never fault you or look at you differently for it.”

Then, surprising her, he gently kissed her on her forehead before smiling kindly at her.

“I meant it when I said it before, aunty. I’ll always have your back.”

Standing up, he grabbed one of the folded blankets and draped it over her form.

“Sleep well, aunty. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Done with his task, he vanished like the wind.

Su!

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Silence…

Shuri stayed frozen in bed. Her legs curled tightly into her body as she processed his words. Her heart warmed at the care and consideration he was showing her. Her mind was eased at his unyielding support. Knowing she had him to fall back on was very comforting for her to know.

The only one terrible outcome out of this was that she was sinking deeper into this rabbit hole she had found herself in.

[You make it so hard not to love you, Dimori-kun.]

The one moment where she decides to build a wall around these unhealthy feelings she had, he just came and knocked down that wall like it was nothing. Now, she found it hard to rebuild that wall, almost bordering on the verge of impossible. Like a sledgehammer, the warmth of his lips on her forehead turned all the bricks into unusable rubble.

“...”

Unhesitantly, she slid her hand between her thighs, her finger gently rubbing her through her underwear.

[Oh…Dimori-kun~.]

Her other hand slid further into her nightdress towards her breasts where she trapped her hardened nipple between her thumb and fingers. Her toes curled at the feeling, a throaty moan escaping into her pillow.

[Dimori-kun~.]

He probably meant nothing by his kiss, but it meant a lot for her. His intentions were pure, something he did to comfort her.

But for tonight…

[Mmnn~]

…tonight, she would imagine it meant something different.

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Su!

Igor appeared in the guest room where he and Aurelia would sleep. His sister was already asleep on her side of the bed, her breaths coming out at even intervals. Silently frowning at his current attire, he began taking off his clothes with a silent promise to never wear them again.

Having unbuttoned his shirt, he began taking off his pants which were annoying to get off. Eventually, he was left in his trunks, a piece of clothing that Aurelia had made for him.

Walking over to the bed, he unhesitantly peeled open the covers. For a very brief moment, his eyes were attracted to her thighs. Like milk, they were creamy and looked oh so succulent. A very tiny part of him wanted to reach up that tantalizingly short white dress and-

[Tch. Annoying puberty…]

Shaking his head, he slid under the covers and came face to face with her sleeping face. Her eyes were closed, her snow-white hair spilling over her pillow. She was beautiful, that much he could shamelessly admit.

With his body having ‘grown’, a very small part of him saw her as a woman and not his sister. Thankfully, that part was still small.

With ten years of habit revealing itself, he placed his arm around her waist, his hand ending up at her back where he slowly began rubbing it.

Slowly, Aurelia unabashedly closed the small distance between them and slid into his embrace. It was another habit that had formed between the two siblings. Every night, they would always seek each other’s touch.

For the past ten years, he and Aurelia had shared the same bed without any problems. It wasn’t going to be any different just because they left the time chamber. Oddly enough, he felt more comfortable feeling her close to him. Her warmth and her small breaths on his neck were the little things he could never go without anymore.

Before he closed his eyes in rest however, he decided to deliver a single sentence.

“I trust you, sister.”

He knew she was awake, or at the very least, coherent enough to hear his words. Having said his piece, he let himself drift off to sleep. No matter what she did, he wouldn’t question it. She had proven time and time again that no matter what, she always had his best interest at heart.

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“I trust you, sister.”

“...”

Aurelia opened her eyes to look at Igor who had fallen asleep beside her.

[So he felt it.]

Like him, she had also been keeping her senses locked on Shuri. Although she would offer other more dignified reasons, it was more out of boredom than anything else.

But she was glad she did.

[To think she almost tried to kiss him.]

It was a very stupid action that would’ve no doubt changed everything. Maybe Shuri didn’t know it, but Igor would never ever have accepted her. Disregarding the multitude of other reasons, the main one was that she was once Baraquiel’s wife. He would never disrespect him in such a disgraceful manner.

It was why she had decided to place her in a small illusion where she could briefly live out whatever fantasy she had and ‘clear’ her head before the illusion would fade.

[I only channeled a very small amount of mana into Shuri-sama. But I never thought he would sense it.]

Then again, he was right there when she did what she did. If she managed to place Shuri under an illusion in his presence, then she would’ve been slightly disappointed.

Smiling lightly, she also closed her eyes as she nuzzled closer to him.

“Thank you for trusting me, my lord. I promise I won’t disappoint you.”

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AN

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The fact that I enjoy this means I’m not normal in the head. On another note, today is Friday so until the next chapter.