When Akeno got slung over his shoulder, there was a flush of emotions across her face. But she grinned as she curled around Issei, not caring how he was covered in the blood and brain matter of one of her own kind.
As Issei walked, a magic circle appeared below his feet, stopping any blood and bits dropping to the floor as he made his way up the stairs.
Once he got into the bathroom he set Akeno onto the counter as he took his clothes off. Tossing them into the washer he started it.
Not needing to worry about anything as the appliances had already gone through a 'Devil Guarantee upgrade, meaning something like this wouldn't harm them.
Hell, pretty sure if he worked it right he could make the toaster a mini-nuke, but that wasn't a discussion for now.
Once Issei got his clothes off he turned to see Akeno already out of her blouse and skirt, having wiggled out of them with ease.
''Issei?'' She lifted her hair, turning her back to him so he could help her out of her bra. Could she have done it herself just as fast? Sure, but now she had a handsome man to do it for her.
Stepping behind her he unclipped her bra with practiced skill. Having spent a few nights with a friend in his previous life, basically just learning these small things from her. Well, that and practical experience.
Once he slid it off her he slid his hands around her waist and pulled her back. Having her rest back into him as he leaned down, kissing along the edge of her ear, down the side of her neck. Along the top of her shoulder.
Akeno released a soft moan in response, tension leaving her body as she melted against him.
Powerful hands slid along her toned stomach before they came to her breast, supporting the underside of them, his index and thumb pulled forward as he pinched along her nipples. Pulling them gently caused a hard shiver from Akeno.
"Issei, I have a question." She spoke, turning her head to kiss at his temple while Issei continued to kiss along her shoulder.
''Mm?''
''What does... Ddraig does when you need... Privacy like this?''
Issei smirked a bit as he released her breast, letting Akeno take his hand as she used him to steady herself while she took off her panties to join him completely naked, adding her clothes to the washer as well before it got too far in the cycle.
''Ddraig... It depends if I'm in the bathroom. She can instead focus on something else, such as memories I let her in on, or even move her sight completely away, that's why I leave my computer running How it's Made on Deviltube... But in times like these, where I'm getting handsy? Definitely masturbating.''
Akeno released a breathy chuckle as she turned around and slid her arms around his shoulders, pushing her breast up against him as she began to lead him towards the shower. ''Can she do that, without a body?''
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''So to speak, yes. It's like focusing on a certain feeling, an emotion. And then getting lost in it, though I'm not sure she's able to speak with it, only edge herself.''
~I have never peaked since I've been turned into a sacred gear... It only feels worse when I have a partner like you~
The grin on Issei's face matched Akeno's own as she realized that the powerful Dragon of Domination has been edging themselves for so many years.
''So much for 'Red Dragon of Domination.' more like 'Dominated Red Dragon.' '' Issei spoke with a quip, causing a low growl to echo through his mind as they made their way into the shower.
Issei turned the hot water on all the way, a most likely hellish temperature for normal humans, something that might cause their skin to boil. For the devils, though it was pleasantly warm.
Akeno softly groaned as she stood beneath the large showerhead that could reach both of them without losing water pressure.
While Akeno stood there Issei picked out bits of brain from his body, flicking them to the large drain that would magically suck the bits into it.
He spent quite a bit of time getting himself cleaned, only right after did he get the last of the blood off did Akeno lean her hips back to rest her ass against his thighs, her ass cheeks hugging around his member as she purposely made a show of her leaning forward to grab the products for their hair, before leaning back to lean back against him, offering the hair supplies to him.
''Please? You're the master here.'' She looked at him with a pleading look, Issei only chuckling as he took the bottle from her.
As he began to lather her hair, scratching into her scalp and rubbing the product into her hair, the wonderful smell filling the shower did she melt against him, her arms around his neck as she hung off him.
''Oh Satan, how do you make washing hair such an enriching experience?''
Issei snickered before he answered. ''Because I know how massaging scalps work, and my Mom used to have me help her wash her hair when I was younger, and I always enjoyed helping her brush it."
He soon finished with her hair, helping her rinse it out before he did his own hair while Akeno worked on her face and neck.
Issei's hair was a lot faster since he didn't purposely take time to massage his scalp or get all mystic hands on himself, by the time he was finished with his neck and face as well Akeno had already lathered up a large sponge, looking at him with determination.
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