Checkmate, CrimsonQueen

The house was eerily quiet. It was one of those nights where everything seemed still, and the sound of my breathing filled the space. Everyone else had long since gone to bed, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I sat down in front of my computer, the glow of the screen illuminating my room in the otherwise darkness. A small, curious smile tugged at my lips. 

Earlier that day, I had heard about a new strategy game. It wasn't anything groundbreaking, but it had a huge following, and everyone seemed to be talking about it. They said it was addictive, filled with competitive players who never gave up a chance to prove their skills.

I wasn't one to shy away from a challenge, so I downloaded the app, created an account, and dove right in. I had no real intentions of going in. I just wanted to see if I could get a feel for it. The whole thing seemed like harmless fun.

The game's interface was sleek and intuitive, and before long, I found myself swiping through available opponents who challenged me. That's when I came across a name that stood out: 

CrimsonQueen. 

Something about it grabbed my attention. Her profile was minimalist, just a simple message: "Show me what you've got."

It was enough to pique my curiosity. So, I accepted the challenge, not knowing who I was up against. Maybe it was the mysterious aura, or maybe it was just the fact that I loved a good competition. Either way, I wasn't backing down.

The game started, and I quickly realized this wasn't going to be a walk in the park. 

CrimsonQueen was sharp, calculating, and incredibly quick with her moves. Her strategy was unpredictable, always staying one step ahead of me. I tried to fight back, shifting my tactics with each turn, but she always managed to find a way to break my defenses.

I didn't expect to lose my very first game, but here I was defeated. The game ended with CrimsonQueen's victory, her score towering over mine. I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

A notification popped up: 

"You've got potential. Want to try again?"

I exhaled, clicking on the "Yes" button before I could think twice. I wasn't going to let a loss stop me. Not now. Not when the competition had gotten this intense.

I took a deep breath and dove into the rematch. This time, I was determined to make her work for it. My moves were precise, well-thought-out, and calculated, but even as I made progress, it felt like CrimsonQueen was still reading me like a book.

I was starting to get the feeling that she wasn't just some random opponent. There was something about the way she played—like she knew exactly how to provoke and challenge me in all the right ways. I wasn't sure if it was the way she executed her strategies or the sharpness in her messaging, but I knew I had to find out more.

As the game continued, I realized I was getting more invested in the match than I expected. It wasn't just about winning anymore. It was about facing off against someone who could keep me on the edge of my seat. The challenge had turned into something personal, something I wanted to conquer.

Just as I was about to pull off a move that might win me the game, a message popped up in the chat box: 

"You're not bad. But you're still not quite there yet."

I couldn't believe it. I'd been playing my heart out, but it wasn't enough. The message stung, but I wasn't one to back down easily. I was determined to finish what I started. I decided to keep pressing, to push through the frustration.

But then, just as the match was winding down, a message appeared that made my heart skip a beat:

"By the way, I'm Rias Gremory."

I froze. The name hit me like a ton of bricks. Rias Gremory, the top player, the one everyone playing this game, had been talking about. She was known for her impeccable skill, her strategic genius, and, of course, her ability to dominate in every game she played.

I hadn't realized I was facing her all along, and now I couldn't help but feel both stunned and intrigued. This wasn't just any random player. I had been going toe-to-toe with one of the best, and somehow, I'd managed to keep up—well, for the most part.

Still, I couldn't help but wonder why she'd challenged me. Was she impressed? Or was this just another way for her to insert her dominance?

I leaned back in my chair; the screen was casting a soft glow on my face. A mix of admiration and curiosity bubbled up inside me. I wasn't sure what to make of this, but one thing was clear: the competition wasn't over.

I sat back in my chair, staring at the glowing screen in front of me. The game was as intense as ever, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill from every move I made against CrimsonQueen. 

Her skills were undeniable—each time I thought I had the upper hand, she'd effortlessly turn the tables. It was frustrating, but in a way, it was exhilarating. I had never met anyone quite like her in this game, and there was something about the way she carried herself that kept me hooked.

It took a moment for the reality to settle in, but once it did, something else sparked inside me. An unrelenting desire to beat her at her own game.

I could hear the amusement in her voice through the chat as she teased me, acknowledging my skill but always reminding me that I wasn't quite at her level yet. 

"You're getting better," she'd say, with that air of condescension that only made me more determined. But there was something else in her tone. It wasn't just competition. She was testing me, pushing me to show what I was made of.

I leaned forward, typing back with a smirk. 

"Don't get too comfortable. I'll catch up soon enough."

"Oh, I like your confidence," Rias replied quickly. "But we'll see if you can back it up. I'm not exactly used to someone challenging me like this."

The banter between us became more frequent. She'd drop playful jabs, suggesting I might be getting better but never quite admitting I was anywhere near her level. I wasn't just keeping up; I was pushing her. The tension between us was building, and I could sense that she was enjoying it as much as I was.

But I wasn't just going to play her game. I could feel that my confidence was shifting—my competitive streak was growing stronger and more dominant. I knew I could match her. And maybe, just maybe, I could take control of this whole situation beyond just the game.

"I think you're underestimating me," I typed back, my fingers moving swiftly over the keys. "You're not the only one who knows how to play this game."

There was a slight pause before she responded. 

"I'll admit, I like the challenge. But it's going to take more than just skill to beat me. What else have you got?"

That was the moment it clicked. I wasn't just competing with her; I was playing a much deeper game. I had to show her I wasn't just another player to brush aside. My fingers hovered over the keyboard as I typed, the words coming easily now.

"You're going to see. I'm just getting started."

The game progressed, but the focus started shifting. We weren't just talking about moves anymore. It was more personal now. Rias started asking questions about my hobbies, what drove me, and what I wanted. The conversation drifted slowly at first, but the direction was unmistakable. We weren't just talking about strategy anymore.

"So, what do you do when you're not trying to beat me?" she asked, her tone suddenly lighter, more playful.

I grinned to myself. I could tell she was curious, intrigued even. 

"I enjoy a challenge," I answered, not missing a beat. "And right now, you're the biggest one."

Rias seemed to appreciate the response, and I could feel the shift in our dynamic. I wasn't just another player. I was someone who could hold my own, someone who could challenge her.

As the game continued, I could feel the chemistry between us building. It wasn't just about winning anymore. It was about something else. Maybe she was starting to see me as more than just an opponent. Maybe I had her attention now.

The thought of taking this to the next level was starting to creep into my mind. I wasn't content with just keeping things playful in the game. I wanted more. And if Rias was up for it, I was ready to make the move.

"How about we take this off the game for a bit?" I typed, surprising even myself with the boldness. "What do you say we try a video call?"

There was a brief pause, and I could almost hear the wheels turning on the other side of the screen. Then, finally:

"You think you can keep up with me in person, huh?" she replied, a playful edge in her voice.

I couldn't help but smirk.

"I'm confident I can."

She took a moment before answering, and when she did, I could hear the amusement in her tone. 

"Alright, let's see if you're as confident in person as you are in the game."

And just like that, I knew this wasn't going to be just another online game session. This was something else entirely. As I prepared for the call, I couldn't help but wonder how this would play out. 

Either way, I wasn't backing down.

As I waited for Rias to accept my video call request, my heart raced with anticipation. I had no idea what to expect, but the thought of seeing her face, of hearing her voice in person, sent a thrill through me.

The call connected, and there she was, Rias Gremory, her striking features filling the screen. She was even more beautiful than I had imagined, her eyes sparkling with intelligence and a hint of mischief. 

"Well, well, well," she purred, her voice smooth and confident. "Look who decided to show his face. I must say, I'm impressed you had the guts to suggest a video call. Most men would cower in fear at the thought of facing me directly."

I chuckled softly, leaning back in my chair as I met Rias' gaze. 

"Cower in fear? I think you overestimate your intimidation factor, CrimsonQueen," I replied, my voice dripping with confidence. "I'm Renji, by the way. And I must say, you're even more stunning in person than I imagined."

I let my eyes roam over her face, taking in every detail.

"But don't think for a moment that I'm here to cower. I'm here to prove I can keep up with you. Both in the game and... elsewhere." I smirked, letting the implication hang in the air between us.

Rias' eyebrows shot up at my bold statement, a slow smile spreading across her face.

"Renji, huh? I like the way you carry yourself, Renji. Confident, assertive... it's refreshing." She leaned forward, her eyes locked on mine. "But don't forget, I'm not just some ordinary opponent. I'm Rias Gremory, and I always get what I want. And right now, what I want is to see more of you." 

She trailed a finger down her neck, her gaze never leaving mine. "Why don't you give me a little show, Renji? Prove to me that you're worth my time."

I felt a surge of excitement at Rias' challenge, my dominant side rising to the occasion. I stood up slowly, giving her a good view of my body through the camera. 

"You want a show, Rias?" I asked, my voice low and husky. "I'll give you a show." 

I began to unbutton my shirt, revealing my toned chest inch by inch. 

"But let's make a deal. For every article of clothing I remove, you have to do something for me in return." I paused, my shirt hanging open, and smirked at her. "What do you say, Rias? Are you up for a little game?"

Rias' eyes darkened with desire as she watched me reveal my chest. 

"Yes," she said, her voice dripping with anticipation. "But let's make it interesting. We each take turns giving commands. And the loser has to listen to the winner." 

She smirked, leaning back in her chair. "And remember, Renji...I'm watching."

I shrugged off my shirt, tossing it aside and revealing my bare chest. I could see the hunger in Rias' eyes as she took in the sight of my muscles.

"Very nice," she purred. "Now, I'll go first: touch yourself. Run your hands over your chest, your abs... make me believe you're enjoying this."

I did as Rias commanded, my hands roaming over my chest and abs, teasing my skin. I could feel my arousal growing, my breathing becoming heavier.

"Like this, Rias?" I asked my voice husky with desire. "Is this what you wanted to see?" 

I traced a finger around my nipple, biting back a moan.

"Now, it's your turn. I want you to unbutton your blouse. Slowly." I leaned forward, my eyes locked on the screen, eager to see more of her. "Show me what's hiding underneath, Rias."

Rias' fingers moved slowly, deliberately, as she unbuttoned her blouse. She teased me, revealing tantalizing glimpses of her creamy skin and the lace of her bra.

"Like what you see, Renji?" she asked, her voice a sultry purr. "I bet you're imagining all the things you want to do to me." 

She shrugged the blouse off, letting it fall to the floor. 

"Now, your turn. Stand up and unbuckle your belt. Slowly." She leaned forward, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "And Renji? Don't you dare take your eyes off the camera."

I stood up, my hands moving to my belt. I unbuckled it slowly, the metal clinking loudly in the silence. I slid the belt through the loops, letting it hang loose at my sides.

"Is this what you wanted, Rias?" I asked, my voice low and dominant. "To see me standing here, half-naked, at your command?" I unbuttoned my pants, slowly pulling down the zipper.

"Now, I want you to touch yourself. Run your hands over your breasts, over your bra. Give me a taste of what I'm missing."

Rias' hands moved to her breasts, cupping them through her bra. She squeezed gently, her head tilting back in pleasure.

"Mmm, Renji," she moaned softly. "You're making me so hot." 

She unhooked her bra, letting it fall away, revealing her perfect breasts.

"Now, I want you to take off your pants completely. And your underwear, too. I want to see all of you." She bit her lip, her eyes hungry as she waited for me to obey.

I pushed my pants and underwear down, stepping out of them. I stood there, completely naked, my arousal evident. But secretly, I used my shapeshifting abilities to enlarge my dick to make it even more impressive.

"Like what you see, Rias?" I asked, my voice dripping with confidence. "I bet you've never seen a man like me before."

I gripped my shaft, giving it a slow pump.

"Now, I want you to touch yourself. Slide your hand into your panties and tell me how wet you are for me." I smirked, knowing I had the upper hand.

Rias slid her hand into her panties, her breath hitching as she touched herself.

"Soaked," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "I'm dripping wet for you, Renji." 

She pumped her fingers, her hips rocking slightly.

"But don't think this means you've won. I'm just getting started." She pulled her fingers out, bringing them to her mouth and sucking them clean.

"Mmm, delicious. Now, I want you to sit back down and spread your legs. Show me that beautiful cock of yours."

I sat back down, spreading my legs wide, my enlarged dick on full display.

"Like what you see, Rias?" I asked, my voice dripping with dominance."I bet you're dying to touch it, aren't you?"

I gripped my shaft, giving it a slow pump.

"Now, I want you to stand up and slowly lift your skirt. Show me what's hiding underneath. And Rias? Don't you dare take off your panties. Not yet."

Rias stood up, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt. She slowly lifted it, revealing her long, toned legs and the black lace of her panties.

"Like what you see, Renji?" she asked, her voice a sultry purr. "I know you're enjoying the view."

She turned around slowly, giving me a perfect shot of her ass, barely covered by the thin lace.

"Now, here's your command: I want you to stroke yourself. Slowly. And while you do, I want you to tell me what you'd do to me if I were there with you."

I began to stroke myself slowly, my eyes never leaving Rias' body. 

"If you were here, Rias," I said, my voice low and husky, "I'd bend you over this desk and rip those panties off with my teeth." 

I pumped my shaft, imagining the scenario.

"I'd spread your legs and bury my face between your thighs, eating your pussy until you're begging for more," I smirked, seeing Rias' breath hitch at my words. "But I wouldn't give it to you that easily. I'd make you work for it."

Rias' eyes darkened with desire as she listened to my words.

"You talk a big game, Renji," she said, trembling slightly. "But I'm not so easily dominated." 

She turned back around, her hands moving to the zipper of her skirt. 

"If I were there, I'd make you beg for me." She slowly unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her black lace panties. "I'd tease you, touch you, drive you crazy with desire." 

She ran a finger along the edge of her panties, her gaze locked on mine.

"And just when you thought you couldn't take it anymore, I'd deny you."

I growled low in my throat, my arousal reaching new heights at Rias' words.

"You think you can deny me?" I asked, my voice dripping with dominance. "You think you have the power to make me beg?" 

I stood up, my hand pumping my shaft faster.

"I'll show you who's in control here, Rias." I leaned forward, my eyes burning into hers. "I want you to touch yourself. Slide your hand into your panties and rub your clit. And don't you dare stop until I say so."

Rias' breath hitched as she slid her hand into her panties, her fingers finding her clit. She began to rub herself, her hips rocking slightly with the motion.

"Like this, Renji?" she asked, her voice breathy. "Is this what you wanted to see?" 

She bit her lip, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before snapping back open to meet my gaze.

"Now, I want you to pinch your nipples. Hard. And don't you dare stop touching yourself."

I pinched my nipples hard, a low groan escaping my lips. The pain mixed with pleasure, sending jolts of electricity through my body.

"Fuck, Rias," I growled, my hand moving faster on my shaft. "You're playing with fire." 

I leaned back in my chair, my muscles flexing as I continued to pleasure myself. 

"But I'm not done with you yet."I smirked, my eyes locked on hers."I want you to slide two fingers inside your pussy. And I want you to fuck yourself while you watch me."

Rias gasped as she slid two fingers inside her pussy, her back arching slightly.

"Oh god, Renji," she moaned, her fingers moving in and out at a steady pace. "You're so fucking hot." 

She bit her lip, her eyes never leaving my body.

"Now, I want you to stand up and turn around. Show me that perfect ass of yours." 

I stood up, turning around slowly to give Rias a full view of my ass. She pumped her fingers faster, her breathing becoming heavier. I continued to stroke myself, my muscles flexing with each movement.

"Like what you see, Rias?" I asked, my voice dripping with confidence. "I bet you're imagining grabbing onto this ass while I fuck you senseless." 

I reached back, giving my cheek a hard slap.

"Now, I want you to use your other hand. Slide it down and play with your asshole."

Rias moaned loudly as she slid a finger around her asshole, her other hand still pumping in and out of her pussy.

"Fuck, Renji," she gasped. "You're making me so crazy." 

She looked up at me, her eyes blazing with desire.

"Spread your ass cheeks, Renji. Show me that tight hole." 

She circled her asshole with her finger, teasing herself.

"And while you're at it, I want you to continue telling me what you'd do to me if I were there with you."

I reached back, spreading my ass cheeks wide, giving Rias an unobstructed view of my hole. 

"If you were here, Rias," I growled, my voice thick with desire, "I'd bend you over this desk and eat your ass like it's my last meal."

I circled my hole with a finger, teasing myself.

"I'd tongue-fuck you until you're begging for my cock." I slid my finger inside, biting back a moan. "Now, I want you to pull your panties aside and show me your pussy. Spread your lips for me, Rias. Let me see how wet you are."

Rias pulled her panties aside, spreading her pussy lips wide. Her hole was glistening with arousal, her juices dripping down her thighs.

"Like what you see, Renji?" she asked, her voice a sultry purr. "I'm so fucking wet for you." 

She slid a finger inside herself, pumping slowly. 

"I want you to fuck me so hard, Renji. I want you to fill me up with your big, thick cock." She added another finger, stretching herself. "Now, I want you to fuck your ass with a finger. Hard and fast. And I want you to imagine it's my pussy you're pounding."

I fucked my ass hard and fast, my finger plunging in and out of my hole. I imagined it was Rias' tight pussy gripping me, her walls squeezing me.

"Fuck, Rias," I groaned, my other hand pumping my shaft in time with my finger. "Your pussy would feel so good around my cock." 

I added another finger, stretching myself wider.

"I'd pound into you until you're screaming my name." I looked up at the camera, my eyes burning into hers.

"Now, I want you to use a toy on your pussy. Fuck yourself with it while you watch me."

Rias reached for a vibrator, turning it on and pressing it against her clit. She gasped, her hips bucking at the sensation.

"Oh fuck, Renji," she moaned, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before snapping back open to meet mine. "You're making me so crazy." 

She slid the toy inside her pussy, pumping it in and out.

"I wish it was your cock filling me up." She bit her lip, her breathing becoming heavier.

"Now, I want you to switch hands. Jack off while you finger your ass."

I jacked off while continuing to finger my ass, the dual sensations driving me wild. I watched Rias fuck herself with the toy, her body writhing with pleasure.

"Come for me, Rias," I commanded my voice firm and dominant. "Come all over that toy like the dirty little slut you are."

I pumped my shaft faster, feeling my own orgasm building.

"Show me how much you love this. Show me how much you love being used by me."

Rias cried out as her orgasm washed over her, her pussy clamping down on the toy. She rode out the waves of pleasure, her body shaking with the intensity of it.

"Oh god, Renji," she gasped, her eyes glazed over with satisfaction. "You made me come so hard."

She slowly pulled the toy out, her juices dripping onto her fingers. 

"But don't think this means you've won," she said, her voice still breathy but with a hint of defiance. 

"I'm not that easy to break." She looked up at me, a smirk playing on her lips.

"What now, Renji? What other twisted things do you have in mind for me?"

I smirked, my eyes never leaving Rias' face.

"Oh, I have plenty in mind, Rias," I said, my voice dripping with dominance. "But first, I want you to clean up that mess you made."

I gestured to the toy and her juices.

"Lick it all up. Show me how much you enjoyed it." I pumped my shaft slowly, my own arousal still high.

"And while you do that, I want you to tell me what you want me to do to you next. Be specific, Rias. I want to hear every dirty detail." Rias hesitated for a moment, but eventually, her honor won out. She made a deal, and she lost.

She brought the toy to her mouth, licking her juices off it slowly and seductively.

"Mmm, I taste so good," she purred, her eyes locked on mine. "I want you to fuck me, Renji. I want you to bend me over this desk and pound into me until I can't walk straight."

She set the toy aside, spreading her legs wider.

"I want you to grab my hips and hold me in place while you ravage me. I want to feel every inch of your massive cock inside me." She bit her lip, her voice dropping to a whisper. "And I want you to come inside me. Fill me up with your hot, sticky seed."

I groaned at Rias' words, my cock throbbing with desire.

"Fuck, Rias," I growled, my voice low and husky. "You have no idea how much I want to do that."

I stood up, moving closer to the camera, giving her a perfect view of my body.

"But I'm not done with you yet." I gripped my shaft, pumping it slowly. "First, I want you to play with your tits. Squeeze them, pinch your nipples. Make yourself beg for my cock."

I smirked, knowing I had her right where I wanted her. 

"And Rias? If you do a good job, maybe I'll consider your request."

Rias reached up, cupping her breasts and squeezing them gently. 

"Like this, Renji?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm touching myself for you."

She pinched her nipples, a soft moan escaping her lips.

"Please, Renji. I need your cock. I need you to fill me up." She leaned forward, her face inches from the camera."I'll do anything. Just please, fuck me."

I smirked at Rias' desperate pleas, loving the way she was begging for me.

"That's it, Rias," I praised, my voice dripping with dominance. "Keep touching yourself. Keep begging for my cock."

I pumped my shaft faster, imagining it was her tight pussy gripping me.

"But I'm not convinced yet. I need more."I leaned closer to the camera, my eyes burning into hers. "I want you to tell me exactly what you want me to do to you. In detail. And if you do a good job, I might just give it to you."

I smirked, seeing Rias beg for me.

"Good girl," I purred, my voice dripping with dominance. "You're learning your place."

I gripped my shaft, giving it a slow pump. 

"Now, I want you to turn around and bend over the desk. Show me that perfect ass of yours." I leaned forward, my eyes burning into hers. "And Rias? Keep those legs spread. I want easy access to that needy pussy."

She turned around, bending over the desk and spreading her legs wide, giving me a perfect view of her glistening pussy and tight asshole.

"Like this, Renji?" she asked "I'm bent over and ready for you."

She looked back at me over her shoulder, her eyes challenging. "Are you going to fuck me now, or are you just going to tease me all night?"

I chuckled darkly, my eyes roaming over Rias' exposed body.

"Oh, I'm going to fuck you, Rias," I said, my voice dripping with promise."But first, I want to play a little game."

I gripped my shaft, giving it a slow pump. "You're going to count to ten. And with each number, I want you to tell me something you want me to do to you. Something dirty, something depraved. If you hesitate or refuse, I'll stop. But if you play along, I'll give you the fucking of a lifetime."

I smirked, my eyes burning into hers. "Ready to start, Rias?"

Rias hesitated for a moment, her pride warring with her desire. But eventually, her need won out.

"One," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I want you to spank me. Hard."

"Two. I want you to slap my face while you fuck me." She bit her lip, her eyes challenging me.

"Three. I want you to pull my hair and fuck me from behind." She spread her legs wider, her pussy glistening with arousal.

"Four. I want you to choke me while you pound into me."She looked back at me, her eyes blazing with a mix of submission and defiance.

"Five. I want you to use me like a fuck toy. Use my holes for your pleasure." She gasped, her breath coming in short pants.

"Six," Rias panted, her body trembling with anticipation. "I want you to edge me. Bring me to the brink of orgasm and deny me. Over and over again."

"Seven. I want you to talk dirty to me. Tell me how much you love fucking me, how good my pussy feels around your cock." She moaned softly, her hips rocking slightly.

"Eight. I want you to rim me. Lick my asshole while you finger my pussy." She reached back, spreading her ass cheeks apart.

"Nine. I want you to come inside me. Fill me up with your hot, sticky seed." She looks at me, her eyes now pleading.

"Ten. I want you to fuck my ass. Pound into me until I scream." She gasped, her body shuddering.

I groaned at Rias' words, my cock throbbing with desire.

"Fuck, Rias," I growled, my voice low and husky. "You're a dirty little slut, aren't you?" I gripped my shaft, giving it a slow pump. 

"I'm going to give you everything you asked for and more." I moved closer to the camera, my face inches from hers.

"But first, I want you to beg for it. Beg for my cock like the desperate whore you are." I smirked, my eyes burning into hers. "Convince me that you deserve to be fucked like the slut you are."

"Please, Renji," she begged, her voice trembling with desperation. "I need your cock. I need you to fuck me like the slut I am." 

She spread her legs wider, her pussy glistening with arousal. 

"I'll do anything. Anything you want. Just please, fuck me." She looked up at me, her eyes pleading.

"Use me. Own me. Make me your fuck toy." She gasped, her body shuddering with need. "I'm begging you, Renji. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me like the dirty little whore I am."

I smirked, seeing Rias beg so desperately for me. 

"Good girl," I purred, my voice dripping with dominance. "You've earned it." 

I gripped my shaft, giving it a few fast pumps before I came hard, my hot seed shooting out onto the desk.

"Fuck, Rias," I groaned, my body shuddering with pleasure. "Come for me. Come with me."

I watched as Rias' body convulsed, her pussy clamping down as she came undone, her juices dripping onto the floor.

"That's it, Rias. Come for me. Show me how much you love being used by me." Rias cried out, her body shaking with the intensity of her orgasm. She rode out the waves of pleasure, her juices dripping onto the floor beneath her.

"Oh god, Renji," she gasped, her eyes glazed over with satisfaction. "That was... incredible." She collapsed onto the desk, her body spent and trembling.

"You're... you're amazing." She looked up at me, a small smile on her face. "Can we do this again sometime?"

I chuckled, catching my breath as I wiped the sweat from my brow. 

"Oh, Rias," I said, my voice warm and satisfied. "We're just getting started." I leaned back in my chair, a smug grin on my face.

"I have a feeling this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship." I winked at her, my eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Until next time, my dear. Sweet dreams." With that, I ended the call, leaving Rias panting and satisfied on the other end.