Harry Potter and High School DxD do not belong to me.
English is not my mother tongue.
Chapter 2
Still disoriented by the merging of memories and identities, Harry headed to the bathroom, where he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Issei's image stared back at him, but inside, he still saw himself as Harry Potter. He knew the day would be challenging—not only because of the confrontation with his new reality, but also because of the feeling of weakness that grew with the intensity of the sunlight.
After getting ready, he returned to the bedroom, where Rias was already getting dressed. "Ready to meet the rest of my peerage?" she asked, with a smile that was both comforting and pregnant with expectation.
Harry nodded, although his mind was elsewhere. He needed to understand how his magic worked in this new body and find out more about whatever was on his arm. But for now, he would have to play by Rias' rules.
As they walked towards the school, the atmosphere between Harry and Rias was calm, but there was a subtext of unanswered questions. The light breeze caressed Rias' scarlet hair, making it shine in the sun. Harry, now in Issei's body, felt the discomfort caused by the sunlight, but was more focused on understanding his new reality.
Rias, always perceptive, noticed Harry's distant gaze. She knew he was processing a lot of new information, and even though it was the same body, Issei's mind and soul had changed significantly. She decided to touch on a delicate but necessary subject.
"Harry," Rias began, using his real name, which made him look away from the path and look at her. "Now that you're in Issei's body, I wonder... is his dream of being the harem king still alive inside you?"
Harry paused for a moment, considering the question. He knew that Rias was aware of everything that had changed in him, but he also knew that some things of Issei still remained, mixed with his own identity. He took a deep breath and nodded slowly.
"Yes, Rias. Issei's dream still lives in me," he replied, honestly. "I inherited not only the body, but also the memories and feelings of it. Although these desires are still here, they have been balanced by my own experiences and worldview. So yes, the dream is alive, but perhaps... a different way now."
Rias watched him closely, her blue eyes studying the nuances in his expression. She knew he was telling the truth, but also that Harry Potter was a person of great depth.
"I see," Rias said, with a slight smile. "And I want you to know that for me, that's not a problem. I'm bisexual. I like both men and women, and I'm open to the idea, as long as you remember that, for now, you're a member of my peerage."
Issei smiled back, feeling a certain relief to have this conversation in such a direct way. "Thank you, Rias. I promise I won't forget this. I'm still trying to adapt, but I will respect that position."
As they resumed walking, Rias decided to add something else. "Like demons, we are creatures who carry sins in our essence. These sins can be sources of power for us. And lust, for example, can be particularly powerful. There is nothing wrong with using it to become stronger, especially if it helps you adapt more quickly."
Issei processed those words carefully. The idea of gaining power through lust was something new and challenging for him, but he knew he needed to understand and use all the tools at his disposal in this new world. He looked at Rias, realizing the subtlety of what she was suggesting.
"Are you telling me that if I explore these desires, I can gain power faster?" he asked, wanting to make sure he was understanding correctly.
Rias nodded, her smile gaining a hint of mischief. "Yes, exactly. But remember to keep everything under control. You are still my subordinate, and together we can explore these new possibilities."
Issei knew the journey ahead would be complicated, but by Rias's side, he felt he could learn to navigate this new world effectively. When they arrived at school, he was more determined than ever to not only survive, but to thrive in this new body and this new life.
When he arrived at school, Issei was introduced to the other members of Rias's peerage. Each of them had a strong presence, and he felt the need to carefully observe how he should carry himself. The first to approach was Akeno Himejima, a tall and graceful young woman, with long black hair that cascaded down her back, almost touching the ground. Her violet eyes shone with a mixture of sweetness and power, and her ever-present smile hid an intensity that Issei could feel in the air. She walked towards him with light steps, almost floating, and when she spoke, her voice was soft, but filled with an undeniable seduction.
"Issei-kun, don't worry. It might be a little overwhelming at first, but we'll help you adapt," Akeno said, leaning slightly towards him, making her floral scent grow stronger. Then, with a teasing glint in her eyes, she added, "And if you need help... with anything... anything at all, You can count on me."
Issei felt his face heat up, but he forced himself to maintain his composure. "I'll... I'll remember that, Akeno-san," he replied, trying to sound confident, even though he felt his heart beating faster.
Then, Koneko Toujou approached. With her small stature and almost childlike appearance, she was easily underestimated, but Issei knew that behind her white hair and golden eyes lay an overwhelming strength. Koneko was always direct and didn't let appearances fool her. She stared at him piercingly, as if she could see into his soul, and her words reflected that keen perception.
"You look different, Issei-senpai," Koneko said, her voice calm but firm. As she spoke, she took a bite of a candy she was holding, almost as if she was testing his patience. "Quieter...more serious."
Issei tried not to show how much those words affected him. He knew he couldn't reveal everything that was going on, but he needed to appear normal. "I'm just trying to understand all of this, Koneko-chan," he replied, offering a small smile. "I promise I'll stay who I am, I just need some time."
Kiba Yuuto was the next to approach. With his athletic build and perfectly coiffed blond hair, he looked the picture of a noble knight. His blue eyes, always kind, conveyed a calm confidence. Kiba was the type of person who put others at ease, and his presence always carried a sense of security.
"If you need help, Issei, I'm here," Kiba said, his voice soft and reassuring. "I know the sun may be affecting you, but it should pass with time."
Issei nodded, appreciating Kiba's sincerity and willingness to help. "I appreciate it, Kiba. Any help is appreciated," he replied, feeling slightly relieved to have someone like Kiba by his side.
With each interaction, Issei realized more and more the complexities of the world he was now in. He was among friends, but also in new and dangerous territory. He would need all his cunning and skill to navigate this new world, but with Rias's peerage by his side, he knew that, somehow, he would manage.
Although he continued to interact socially, Issei decided it would be best to move away from his perverted friends, Matsuda and Motohama. He knew that with so much at stake now, he couldn't afford to be distracted by his former companions. However, this didn't stop him from observing the girls at school, especially those in the kendo club, whose skills and confidence impressed him.
Issei was in the classroom, observing the students from the kendo club. Girls walked down the hall in their traditional workout clothes. Murayama, one of the club's leaders, was tall, with long black hair, and had a serious and determined posture. Katase, arethe colleague had short brown hair and an equally focused expression, but with a softer look. Both were known for their skill with shinai and seriousness in training.
As I watched, Time Kiryuu approached, as always with an air of confidence and mischief. She was a girl of average height, with brown hair and golden eyes behind glasses that sparkled with a cunning intelligence. Aika, known for her bold behavior, leaned across Issei's desk in a provocative manner.
"Issei, you look different today," she said, with a suggestive smile. His tone carried a note of curiosity and flirtation. She moved closer, her eyes examining him closely, as if trying to figure out what had changed about him.
Issei, now with confidence and insight enhanced by Harry Potter's experiences, responded with an enigmatic smile. "Maybe I'm just feeling a little more...alive," he said, his voice firm and assured.
Aika blinked, surprised by Issei's tone, which seemed different from the behavior she was familiar with. "Oh, yeah? And what else is different?" she asked, leaning against the table next to him, her eyes shining with a mix of genuine interest and mischief.
The interaction began to intensify, with Aika moving even more confidently, testing the limits of the new dynamic between them. Issei, without letting himself be intimidated, maintained control of the situation, something that Aika noted with a mixture of surprise and admiration. He was aware of every gesture and every word, which gave him an unexpected advantage.
Finally, Issei suggested that they find a quieter place to continue the conversation, keeping the tone suggestive, but without losing control of the situation. He took her to a storage room at the back of the school, a place little frequented and away from prying eyes. Aika followed him, intrigued by his new attitude.
When they arrived in the room, Aika turned to Issei with a look that mixed provocation and curiosity. "So what are you going to show me now?" she asked, her voice soft but full of expectations.
Issei, now completely in control of the situation, kept his gaze fixed on her. "I think you're starting to understand," he replied, maintaining a tone that was both mysterious and engaging.
Issei approached Aika, the tension between them increasing with each step. When their lips finally met, he felt Aika's soft lips melt beneath his, as if she had been waiting for this moment. Aika, a curious and daring young woman, allowed herself to be enveloped by the intensity of the kiss, responding with equal fervor.
Issei's hands slid down her back until they found Aika's curves. He grabbed her waist with uncontainable desire. Aika's hands, in turn, explored Issei's lower half, pulling him closer, as if she wanted to merge their bodies.
Issei broke the kiss just long enough to kiss Aika's neck, his hands still firmly holding her body against his. He pushed Aika gently against one of the warehouse shelves, deepening the kiss with increasing urgency. Aika responded, a soft moan escaping her lips as she let Issei guide her movements.
Issei He let his hand slide down, tracing its path down Aika's neck to the neckline of her blouse. But at the last moment, Issei hesitated, smiling mischievously as he walked away, leaving Aika panting.
"I'm going to show you how much I want this," Aika said, her voice a whisper filled with desire and defiance.
With a determined movement, Aika knelt in front of Issei, her eyes shining with a mix of excitement and provocation. She began to unbutton his pants, pulling them down while her eyes remained fixed on his, as if she wanted to read his every reaction.
"Prove how much you want this," Issei whispered, his voice a little huskier than before.
Aika smiled, holding Issei's hard member with a firm hand, and began stroking it with slow, deliberate movements. She took her time, enjoying every second as she felt Issei's cock throb in her hand. When she finally enveloped him with her lips, Issei let out a low moan, feeling the heat and wetness of her mouth.
Aika wasted no time, moving down along his length, her throat expanding to accommodate every inch. She increased the pace, sucking harder, her head bobbing up and down as her hands gripped Issei's thighs, as if she needed to ground herself in reality.
"Don't stop," Issei grunted, his eyes closed as he let the sensations take over his body. "Suck harder."
Aika obeyed, her movements becoming faster and more intense. She felt Issei's every reaction, every tremor and every moan, as a validation of her efforts. But I knew that wouldn't be enough. She needed more.
The young student released Issei's cock from her mouth and stood up, her eyes burning with desire.
"I want you inside me," Aika said, her voice a little shaky with anticipation.
Without hesitation, she took off her blouse, revealing her firm breasts and desirable young body. With one quick movement, she pulled down her panties, exposing her already wet and ready pussy. Aika climbed over Issei, her body aligning perfectly with his as she lowered herself, enveloping Issei's hard member in her pulsing heat.
Aika grunted in pain and stopped for a moment, but soon began riding Issei with an intensity he hadn't expected. Her heat and wetness surrounded him, squeezing him with every movement. He groaned, his hands gripping her thighs, encouraging her to go faster and harder.
"Keep going, harder," Issei groaned, his words coming out in a tone of urgency.
Aika picked up the pace, riding him with more vigor, her wet walls sliding along Issei's length. He watched the girl bounce up and down on his dick, her breasts bouncing with the movement. The feeling was almost overwhelming.
"You want this," Issei whispered, almost like a statement.
"Yes, I do," Aika moaned back, her hands gripping his shoulders for support. "I need this."
But time was against them, and Aika knew they couldn't afford to get completely lost there. Still, she couldn't stop, her movements becoming more and more desperate. She wanted to climax before anyone could interrupt.
Issei felt Aika's walls tighten around him, and knew she was close. He focused on the sensations, allowing the heat of her body to push him to the edge.
"You first," Issei murmured, his hands now firmly gripping her thighs.
Aika didn't need any further encouragement. With one last movement, she came down hard on Issei's cock, feeling her body explode in an intense climax. Her walls contracted around him, and Issei couldn't hold back any longer. He let out a deep groan as he released his load inside her, each wave of pleasure being drawn out by Aika to the last drop.
Panting and sweaty, Aika let herself fall onto Issei's chest, feeling the heat of his body against hers. They stayed like that for a moment, the silence only broken by their heavy breathing, until Aika finally moved, still feeling the reverberations of her climax coursing through her body.
"That was good," Issei murmured, a satisfied smile on his lips.
After the intense encounter with Aika, Issei, still catching his breath, helped her get up. Aika, still smiling satisfied, straightened her clothes, while Issei did the same. They both exchanged a complicit look, and Aika, with her usual provocation, gave him one last quick kiss before leaving the storage room.
Alone again, Issei took a deep breath, trying to organize his thoughts. The feeling of pleasure still enveloped him, but he knew he needed to stay focused. With one last glance at the empty classroom, he headed off towards his next class, feeling slightly more confident in his new reality.
On the way back home at the end of the day, Issei reflected on everything that had happened. The fusion between Harry and Issei was becoming more complex, and he felt that this new life, full of challenges and temptations, would demand more of his intelligence and self-control. Exhausted, after arriving home, he threw himself on the bed, finally allowing himself to relax. He knew that, with the help of Rias and her peerage, he would be able to overcome any obstacle that came his way. However, I couldn't help but feel a slight fear for what the future held.
With these thoughts, Issei finally closed his eyes, allowing sleep to take him, as his mind navigated between Harry's memories and Issei's new experiences.
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