Train ride to Kyoto R-18

(I am aware that I skipped the entirety of the whole situation between The North faction. Honestly, I just didn't like how it was done, and instead of trying to bash my head against a while and write it in a way I was okay with it, I just decided to skip it, because you would think literal gods could handle their own fuckin' problems :I )

''Thanks, I fucking hate it,'' Rias stated as she looked at Issei, her eyes mostly focused on his god-awful choice of footwear.

...Did she just think about God and not get hurt? That's a can of worms to unpack later.

Issei was wearing sandals, and not just normal sandals, no he was wearing the dad sandals, with the bright white socks on and everything.

She hated it as she stared at him, her eyes slowly traveling up to the white socks that were halfway up his shins until she came to the tanned cargo shorts, and the white shirt and Hawaiin opened over his shirt.

The old-fashioned shutter camera hanging from his neck made the outfit scream tourist, and Issei's face just had that dumbass grin on it, as if his outfit wasn't a crime against nature.

Akeno giggled beside him, arm in arm as she hanged off him, wearing a casual sundress that hugged her curvy frame. ''I think he looks adorable.''

Issei nodded as he spoke English suddenly, with such a thick southern twang, Asia realized when might have a thing for it.

''Pard'n'me Ma'am, but I couldn't'elp but'd'mire ya' perty app'er'nce. Might'I get a photo?''*

Rias pouted because they were devils they could understand most tongues, but at this moment she hated how easily he was able to get away with his actual crimes.

His voice and face, that stupid grin, and the way he looked so excited to take her picture.

She huffed, giving into the charm of a hot southern farm boy as she passed, just as the train was starting to arrive.

Issei took a few photos, getting a few weird looks as Rias happily posed for his photos.

Everyone else joined in shortly after, only stopping when the train was leaving and they had to pack into the train.

Once they were on the train it was a smooth ride, except for the fact that Kuroka had won the contest to get his lap for the first half of the trip while everyone else sat around them.

Kuroka's rear was plump and meaty, and she rotated her hips against his lap with each movement, leaning back she pressed her shoulders back into his chest as she looked slightly to the side and up towards him. Giving Issei a perfect view of her large breast that could barely be contained in the white blouse she wore.

Dark leather pants that really hugged her waist and thighs, leaving little to the imagination.

As she rotated her hips and used Issei's sturdy frame that didn't budge even if she shoved herself back against him, she ground her ass down into his lap.

When she began to feel something harden between her ass cheeks she gave a sultry grin.

There was the sound of someone sniffing before Koneko suddenly peaked over the seats to look back at them. Keenly aware of what was going on.

She squinted for a moment before she slowly lowered back into her seat, letting her sister have this victory over her... Not like she could be hypocritical, she learned that wiggling on Issei's lap to feel him harden beneath her no matter where they were had become a favorite pass time.

Akeno and Rias watched from across the aisle with that knowing smirk, Issei wasn't let in on it, but apparently, there was a 'Plan' to help him relax properly throughout the vacation, even if they were technically only here for work.

No one else needed to look over their seats to know what was going on, but Raven?

She was sitting next to the window, right beside them, between a wall and a 'Hard' place.

Kuroka continued to grind herself back into Issei, purring at the heat of his member as she felt it stand to attention.

Even despite the shorts Issei wore, his minor muscles were strong enough to rip through most metals in the world, so when Issei's shorts practically tore simply because he got an erection.

She closed her legs around it, putting her hands over the large tip that still poked through her thighs.

Her hips now had a large movement they could rotate in as she ground Issei's member between her plump ass cheeks and thighs. Being sure to lower herself further so the member would grind into the fabric against her cunt. Causing her nipples to harden as she shivered hard against him.

Raven was watching them over her book, it closed around her face as her cheeks had a dark blush. She wasn't hiding the fact she was watching, just the fact she was blushing.

With one hand holding up the book, the other slipped between her own legs, sliding along the bare thighs up to her panties.

Raven had worn a pair of stockings with casual black shoes. With a skirt and pretty belted blouse, all of her outfits were black, well... Except her white laced panties.

As his finger touched her panties, her body shivered softly since they were already damp. Slowly starting to rub at her clit through the panties as she watched them.

Even as Kuroka continued to grind herself against him, that didn't mean Issei was just sitting idly by.

He reached around her slender waist, pulling her further back to cause the top of his member to grind hard against her cunt through the pants causing her to release a soft mewl of pleasure.

Issei's hands slid along her waist before his fingertips slide under the band of her pants, sliding down between her thighs for his index finger to directly grind into her clit.

The sensation caused Kuroka to suddenly soak herself with juices as her leather pants dampened against his member.