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The Fox Hole 47
🕑 Added 2025-01-22 22:36:14 +0000 UTCChapter 47: War? What is it good for?
– Haru –
I woke up that morning with a warm body snug against mine, a reminder that last night had been one of the wildest nights of my life.
My muscles ached in a good way. Rias lay under me, all that beautiful red hair fanned out across my pillow, her face turned slightly so I could see her flushed cheeks. The second I moved, her eyes opened and she smiled at me. It was a smile that told me she immediately wanted more of what we did last night.
That’s where we were right now. With me on my knees, Rias on all fours in front of me. I grabbed her hips and gazed down at her body. I’d never seen anything as breathtaking as Rias’s body spread out for me, her back arched, that perfect ass in the air, her thighs trembling each time I gave a slow, testing thrust.
“God, that feels so damn good,” Rias moaned. She glanced back over her shoulder, hair partly covering her eyes, but I could still see how turned on she was.
I grinned and tried to keep a steady rhythm, letting her get used to me from behind before gradually picking up the pace. I could feel her soft ass cheeks bounce against my lower stomach each time I slammed forward. The loud, wet sound that came with every thrust was intense, but I loved it, especially because it made her face flush even more.
“You liked last night so much, you just had to jump on me again this morning, huh?” I teased, gripping her hips more firmly.
She moaned, half-laughing. “Shut up and keep going. I’m not complaining.”
“Your wish is my command…” I teased her.
I leaned forward, pressing kisses along the back of her neck. I felt her shiver against my lips, and that little reaction alone was almost enough to get me off. My body was still sore, but my desire for her overwhelmed every bit of muscle ache or fatigue.
We might’ve gone slower if it hadn’t been for that erotic tension flooding the room. It was like we’d been wound too tight for too long. Now that we’d finally crossed that line, we couldn’t get enough. My thrusts got faster, a little harder, and Rias’s moans picked up right along with me. I watched the way her hips moved under my hands and marveled at how perfectly we fit together. My slitted pupils were dilated, keyed into every little twitch of her muscles.
“Keep doing that, Haru,” she managed to say, her fingers clenching in the sheets. “Oh my Maou, just like that!”
I gave a low grunt of agreement. She looked so good beneath me—her back muscles flexing with every movement, her soft butt bouncing as I pounded away. I could feel the tension building in my abdomen, that familiar sign that I was about to burst. Rias must have felt it too because she started pushing her hips back even harder, meeting each thrust with a thrust of her own.
A sheen of sweat broke out across my forehead, dripping down the side of my face. My ears twitched every time she moaned my name. I couldn’t help it. There’s something about hearing my name roll off her lips when she’s this worked up that made me feel like the luckiest bastard on the planet.
I forced myself to slow down just a bit, wanting to drag out the moment. Rias clearly noticed the change in pace. She glanced back at me again, her eyes practically begging me not to stop. But a small grin tugged at the corner of her mouth when I held her gaze.
“You’re so damn sexy,” I told her under my breath. I gave her ass a light slap, making her gasp. My hands slid around from her hips to her stomach, stroking the curve of her waist. I wanted to feel her entire body under my palms, memorize every inch.
Her body tensed suddenly, and I knew she was close. Her inner walls clamped down around me, a tight squeeze that nearly unraveled me on the spot. Each thrust got a little more desperate, my hips snapping forward, balls tightening, every fiber of my being focused on the sensation.
My breathing got rough, and I could hear my own heartbeat pounding in my ears. “Yeah, that’s it,” I whispered hoarsely. “Cum for me, Rias.”
She squeezed the sheets and gave a few short, sharp cries of pleasure. Then her entire body started shaking, her legs trembling so hard I had to hold her up by the waist. I couldn’t hold out much longer. That pulsing, clenching feeling around my cock was just too damn good.
The coil snapped inside me. I slammed in deep, my entire body going taut as ecstasy tore through me. My head fell back. I groaned so loudly I was sure the whole house could hear. With the way Rias was screaming my name, we were probably loud enough to wake the neighbors, not to mention anyone else in the building. I felt wave after wave of pleasure course through me, pouring out in thick spurts inside her. The contractions of her walls were milking me dry, leaving me lightheaded.
I was so lost in it that I nearly missed the faint creak of the bedroom door opening. Rias must have been too lost in the moment to notice as well because she didn’t even flinch until I felt a sudden wave of awareness hit me. We were still mid-orgasm, my hips pressed tight against her ass, when I glanced over and spotted Yasaka standing in the doorway…
My brain short-circuited. Here I was, still inside Rias, actually finishing inside her, while my Yasaka stood there, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips. She had fox ears too, so there was no doubt she’d heard every creak of the bed and every moan before she opened that door!
Rias gave a final shudder beneath me, still caught up in the final moments of her orgasm, then slumped down on the sheets. I withdrew from her with a wet, sticky sound, and a warm gush of my cum slipped out from between her pussy lips. She was still shaking a bit, and she let out a blissed-out laugh as she looked over her shoulder at me.
“Haru, you’re so damn good at this,” she said, breathing hard.
My face was on fire. “Rias,” I hissed, trying to get her attention as I jerked my chin toward the door. She followed my gaze and froze when she saw Yasaka.
“Oh, hi Yasaka.” Rias still had that post-orgasm glow, and she giggled. “Haru is really good at sex…”
I almost faceplanted into the sheets at that declaration. Did Rias really need to say that to her!?
Yasaka, on the other hand, just tilted her head, her fox ears shifting slightly as she let out a small chittering laugh. “I can see that,” she said, still smirking.
I realized with horror that I was practically naked, my cock now semi-soft but still slick with fluids, and Yasaka had a full-frontal view. I grabbed one of the relatively clean sheets and pulled it over myself and Rias. She let me drape it over her hips, but made zero move to hide her flushed face or tousled hair.
“Is…there something you needed?” I asked. My cheeks were still burning. I tried to sound casual, but I doubt I succeeded.
“Multiple things, actually,” Yasaka answered, taking a step into the room. She was still smirking at me. “First of all, it’s breakfast time. And as the owner of a restaurant—maybe you’ve forgotten?”
I let out a shaky laugh. “Oh…right. Breakfast…”
Yasaka shrugged. “And more importantly…” Her smile faded. “We need to discuss the upcoming war.”
The mention of that war was enough to cut through the post-sex fog in my mind.
My stomach churned a little at the thought. There was no avoiding it, though. Responsibilities were piling up, no matter how good last night had been.
Still, Yasaka apparently couldn’t resist one last jab. She let her gaze drift pointedly from my face down to the sheet that only half-covered me. And then, with the same smirk, she headed for the door. “Try not to take too long,” she said over her shoulder. “I don’t think any of us want your restaurant to open late, especially since we all rely on it for food. And I do have some war plans to discuss that don’t involve me watching you two go at it.”
I swallowed hard, feeling a mixture of embarrassment, amusement, and a lingering arousal. As soon as Yasaka was out of sight, Rias rolled over, giving me a lazy grin.
“She really did just come in here and watch us finish, didn’t she?” she said, still slightly out of breath.
“She’s got no sense of privacy, I swear.” I mumbled.
…
I had just finished toweling off from my shower with Rias when she gave me a short, playful kiss and teleported back home. She said she had some business to handle and I had people waiting on me for breakfast downstairs.
After tossing on a fresh set of clothes—loose pants and a simple T-shirt—I made my way into the heart of my place, the Fox Hole restaurant, to start cooking.
…I had three pans going at once. On the left, I was frying eggs, aiming for that perfect sunny-side-up look. In the middle, I had a cast-iron skillet sizzling with crispy bacon. On the right, I had a pancake pan turning out fluffy rounds every minute or so. With each finished pancake, I slid it onto a growing stack that I arranged on multiple plates, ready to serve.
The smell of all that breakfast food—eggs, bacon, hot batter—filled the air. I could practically feel my own stomach grumble, but I had to keep moving to get everything ready. After all, when your customers are potentially world-altering beings like Yasaka, Albedo, and Ainz, it’s bad form to keep them waiting.
“That smells so good, Haru,” Ainz mumbled from the bar.
I glanced up at him, letting out a little chuckle. “Glad to hear it, but I’m still trying to figure out how you can smell anything without a nose, man.”
Ainz shrugged in that casual way only he could manage. He was, after all, a walking skeleton in a robe. “Magic, I guess,” he offered.
I grinned, flipping another set of eggs onto a plate. “Right. Magic...” The answer to all of the most bullshit questions in life. I slid the plate his way. “It’s almost ready. Just give me another minute or two on these pancakes.”
Albedo was sitting beside Ainz, watching me with an amused expression. Her eyes flicked from the food to me, and she smirked. “You look like you had a VERY good night, Lord Haru.”
I knew exactly what she meant, and I had to fight back a flush. “Er—yeah,” I said, letting out an awkward cough. “I guess you could say that.”
Ainz, not picking up on the obvious implication, tilted his head at Albedo. “What do you mean by that, Albedo?”
She turned toward him and smiled. “As a succubus, I can always tell when someone just had SEX! Lord Haru had a lot of SEX with his devil fiancée recently.” She grinned and fluttered her eyelashes at Ainz.
Ainz froze, probably because she’d said it so blatantly. Meanwhile, I buried my face in my hand.
A few barstools down, Yasaka let out a laugh. “I only caught the end of the show,” Yasaka said, giving me a look that radiated amusement, “but he definitely looked like he was enjoying it.”
“It wasn’t a show,” I said, rolling my eyes. “And can you please knock next time?”
She just gave a small shrug, not looking sorry at all, and I sighed.
I turned my focus back to the breakfast. I arranged the bacon neatly on plates, moved the last batch of pancakes, and then put the eggs in place. Three plates for them, one for me. I slid the dishes across the bar, and Yasaka and Albedo immediately started digging in, letting out small moans of pleasure at the taste.
Ainz was a bit slower. Watching a skeleton eat was weird the first time I saw it, and it never got any less strange. The food just kind of dissolved by the time it hit the back of his mouth. Magic at work, I guessed. He ate carefully, occasionally glancing at me.
Eventually, he leaned in close as if he wanted to talk privately. “Is…is sex that good?” he whispered. He sounded nervous, and I noticed the faint glow of his eyes flicker in his empty eye sockets.
“It’s definitely good,” I said, keeping my voice low out of respect for his embarrassment. I tried to hide a grin, but it was hard. “Once you experience it, you’ll understand.” He nodded, and I continued, “How’s your transformation magic training going, by the way?” One of my cousins was teaching him a few times a week, helping him learn how to assume a human form.
Ainz let out a sigh. “I haven’t been practicing as much as I should. Albedo and Shalltear have been asking about it almost every day as well. I’m worried they’ll never let me out of the bedroom if I succeed!” he whined. “I actually have a lot of administrative stuff to handle, and if I get pinned down by them, I’ll never get anything done.” he explained and then added, “Please don’t tell Albedo, though…”
I raised an eyebrow, amused at this side of him. He always came off as a confident overlord, but beneath all that, it seemed like he was just another nervous guy when it came to pretty girls. “Isn’t that kind of a good thing, though?” I asked. “You’ve basically got two beautiful women fighting for your attention.”
Ainz gave a small shrug. “I mean, yeah, maybe it’s good, but I didn’t expect it. I’m still figuring it out.”
I patted him on the shoulder. “You’ll be fine. Just practice, get comfortable with it, and set some boundaries if you need to. It’s no big deal.” I tried to keep it casual, but inside, I was still adjusting to the idea that a skeleton was confiding in me about sex.
Man, my life was weird…
By the time we finished that chat, everyone was wrapping up breakfast. Yasaka dabbed at her lips and set her fork down, adopting a more serious air—or as serious as she got, anyway.
“We should talk about why we’re all here,” she said. “I got some updates from my spies. The Re-Estize Kingdom has been amassing a force of around 80,000 humans, and they’re bringing in more through forced conscription.”
I slid my own empty plate aside and leaned against the counter. “They really want to come after us, huh?”
Yasaka nodded. “Yes, apparently they want to retake your lands—Enri’s village, the surrounding areas—and they also want to kill Ainz Ooal Gown, who has declared himself ruler of the Katze Plains and the nearby territory.”
I glanced at Ainz, an eyebrow raised. “Dude, you declared yourself a king or something…?”
How did that even happen?
He shrugged. “Yeah… I guess I’m a king now? This was all Demiurge’s idea.” He had no shame throwing his subordinate underneath the bus.
“Don’t be so humble, my lord!” Albedo chimed in. “We all know this was your brilliant plan from the start!”
Yasaka and I exchanged a knowing look and snickered a bit. We were both pretty sure it was not Ainz’s plan.
Still, the problem remained, a huge army was on the move, and it was aimed right at our territories.
“We could deal with them ourselves,” I suggested, but then I let out a sigh, my shoulders sagging. “But…” I trailed off.
“...The majority of the kingdom’s forces are basically serfs. They’re farmers forced into service. They’ve got no real grievance with us, they’re just trying to not get themselves killed by their own lords for refusing to fight. We’re basically dealing with a slave army.” Yasaka nodded in silent agreement.
Yes, everyone in this restaurant currently was a killer, but I don't think any of us wanted to upgrade to the level of mass murderer. My stomach churned at the thought. I didn’t like the idea of slaughtering thousands of innocent people who were only there because they had no choice. Even if they were brandishing weapons, it wasn’t like they wanted to be attacking us.
Not like the Bolton soldiers who were an army of murderers and rapists.
“Yeah, I really don’t want to kill that many innocent people,” I said. “It’s not exactly something I’d be proud of.”
Albedo squirmed a bit in her seat, as if this conversation was uncomfortable for her. She probably didn’t care about human life one way or the other, but she had at least learned to keep quiet about that attitude.
Ainz folded his bony fingers together, nodding along. “Yeah, I agree with you and Yasaka. We can’t just go all-out and kill them if we don’t have to…”
“I’m not really good at fighting…non-lethally,” I admitted. “At least not against tens of thousands of people at once. The Leaf ninjas are not exactly peaceful in their methods, either. Hiring them to non-lethally subdue that many folks is probably impossible. They’d end up causing tons of casualties anyway.”
“Lucky for us, I have a solution.” Yasaka declared. “The latest world your restaurant is connected to has just what–or who–we need!”
I tilted my head. “Something in Fiore?” I asked. “Besides finding Harry and Hermione, right?”
She smiled. “It turns out Fiore is home to numerous magical Guilds. The strongest one in the kingdom, Fairy Tail, is known for defeating their enemies, causing massive destruction, and somehow doing it all without killing anyone!”
My eyes widened. “That sounds like exactly what we need!”
…
…And that’s how I found myself walking down the streets of Magnolia, heading towards the famous–or rather infamous–guild depending on who I asked so far, known as Fairy Tail. Something interesting about this city that I immediately noticed, was that none of the humans found my fox tails or ears strange or suspicious at all. I'm sure I'd figure out the reason for that soon enough, or I could just ask one of the Fairy Tail mages. It was apparently also this Guild that had been taking care of Harry and Hermione for the past couple of days. Somehow, when the young Witch and Wizard went missing, they ended up walking straight into the Fairy Tail Guild Hall.
There was an entire story there I was still missing, but I was sure I'd hear it all from Harry eventually the next time I ran into the teenager. For now though, he and his girlfriend were already back at Hogwarts, where they no doubt probably both had detention judging by how worried Professor McGonagall had been.
I could hear and smell a lot of people inside the Guild Hall as I walked up to the doors. I didn't hesitate and pushed them right on open. Yasaka and Rias had both been here yesterday to pick up Harry and Hermione, after all, so it wasn't like I was a complete stranger.
And that’s when I got smacked right in the face by a stray fireball! It didn’t hurt, of course—my kind are incredibly resistant to fire—but it startled the hell out of me!
“Let’s fucking go, Gray! I’m tired of you, you damn stripper!”
“I’ll turn you into a freaking popsicle, Natsu!”
“Popsicles aren’t manly! I’ll turn both of you into a pretzel instead!”
““Stay the hell out of this, Elfman!””
Wham!
The large, muscular man went flying after getting hit by a flaming and icy fist at the same time. His body sailed through the air before crashing down on a table where a girl with strikingly familiar red hair was in the middle of eating a strawberry cheesecake.
As a chef, I recognized the dessert at first glance of course. Too bad the food was immediately destroyed.
“My cake! You boys will pay for that!” the redhead shouted.
Suddenly, a barrage of swords materialized around her and started blasting everyone nearby. People screamed and ducked for cover, but I noticed none of the swords actually cut anyone—they just left bruises.
The guild hall descended into complete chaos, with nearly every single mage inside in the process of beating the living crap out of each other.
I was starting to have second thoughts on whether or not these were the people we wanted to hire…
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Comments
Rycork
Natsu: Haru tell me how you beat Erza! Haru: ...I made her a strawberry cheesecake.
Rycork
Wait... Are you saying that the robot thinks it's talking in..ces...t if you talk about these two things together (I don't know if the word is sensitive so I'm writing it like that)? But that's stupid
Charlie Johnson
There's an actual reason for that in this chapter. If you have a sex scene in a chapter on Patreon and use words like "mother" or "mom" then it'll get flagged by bots and taken down. It's annoying to keep reposting it so i don't use those words in lemon chapters.
Maxime Cusson
I think Haru is forgetting that Yasaka is his mother. He keeps calling her 'Yasaka' or even 'his Yasaka' in his mind.
WhatAFungi
Too fucking true
Josh
Dam i need more of this
Lupus Umbras
A day with more fox hole is a good day
Aeden Emrys
Thanks for the chapter! Looking forward to reading much more!
