"The noodles got soggy, Jeff.""Sorry about that, even though I knew you prefer something a bit hard, Klea."
"At least don’t tease me with perverted jokes while eating," Klea mumbled softly, growing flustered as she slurped the soggy ramen noodles while recalling how she had given Jeff a blowjob just moments earlier.
Their intended ten minutes of intimacy in the kitchen while waiting for the noodles and eggs to cook had stretched into half an hour, forcing Jeff to reheat the broth while Klea cleaned him up.
After preparing their midnight meal, the two of them sat on the couch instead of at the dining table, keeping the room dimly lit with only the faint glow of a small lantern.
The soft light gave the room a comforting and romantic ambiance, as though they were secluded from the darkness surrounding them.
"It’s still good though," Klea said, leaning against Jeff’s left shoulder after setting her empty bowl on the low table.
"You’re still that hungry even after eating me?" Jeff teased with another perverted joke, genuinely surprised that Klea had already finished her ramen while he was only halfway through his.
"Says the guy with six girls on his plate," Klea shot back, still feeling flustered admitting that she was one of his girlfriends, yet conflicted that she had become the sixth.
Jeff at least understood the meaning behind Klea’s blushing, pouting expression.
He responded with a simple affectionate kiss, tasting the faint flavor of ramen still lingering on her soft lips before reassuring her with words.
"I’m confident I can love everyone equally, and satisfy all of you in bed one after another."
Seeing the massive bulge beneath his trunks, along with the fact that he had remained hard and aroused throughout the entire night since the beginning of their intimacy, Klea had no doubt that Jeff really could handle six girls in bed.
Not to mention, she knew he had been going easy on her so she wouldn’t faint from pleasure too quickly, allowing them to savor their so-called first time together.
"You can be a bit rougher with me later," Klea said, wanting to experience a more aggressive side of Jeff.
"If that’s what you want, Klea," Jeff replied before quickly finishing his meal and kissing her again.
"Your lips taste like ramen, Jeff."
***
Although both of them were eager to resume their intimacy, their midnight meal was followed by a relaxing warm bath that Klea hadn’t been able to enjoy earlier while she was still burdened by worries and guilt over her ex-boyfriend.
Since they were bathing to freshen up—after brushing their teeth to remove the lingering flavor of ramen from their mouths—Jeff at least resisted the urge to ravish Klea right there on the spot.
"Do you remember what we were talking about earlier?" Jeff asked, trying to distract himself as he slowly lost his composure while feeling Klea’s soft body in his arms.
He embraced her from behind as they sat together in the bathtub.
"Of course I do," Klea replied, leaning back further to feel more of Jeff’s muscular frame.
It was the same conversation they had earlier while showering after returning from the FGH’s clubhouse.
Although she had been too distracted at the time to think deeply about it, remembering Jeff’s suggestion now filled Klea with delight.
"Move in with us, and let’s live together, Klea."
She was now one of his girlfriends and part of his harem.
Therefore, it was only natural for them to live together.
Not to mention, she would need to retrieve her belongings from the apartment she used to share with her ex-boyfriend.
It had been fun when Veena was around—or at least, that was what Klea thought.
Still, Klea felt uncertain. Or rather, afraid of meeting Jeff’s other girlfriends, especially Jess.
She had already met Nubia before, but there were still two other girls she knew absolutely nothing about.
"You said before that Jess needed to like me for me to be accepted into your harem, and that all of us need to get along. But—"
Before Klea could voice her worries completely, Jeff tightened his embrace, wrapping his right arm around her waist while gently holding her chin to guide her gaze back toward him.
"I’m sure Jess would like you," Jeff said before sealing Klea’s lips with an intimate and passionate kiss.
"And all of you will get along," he added after their lips finally parted several minutes later, only leaving them even more excited and aroused.
"How can you be so sure about that?" Klea asked, glancing over her shoulder with an anxious yet lustful expression.
"Didn’t I tell you about the third rule of the Harem x Yuri plan?"
"Huh?"
"Jess has to know about everything, right?"
Jeff then explained—or rather reminded Klea—that he told Jess everything: about their first kiss during the misunderstanding with the adult toy, about their date and everything that had happened so far, and even about asking permission to steal her away from Liam.
"I got beat up first, but she agreed after I told her I loved you too," he added, finishing his explanation.
"I don’t get it. How can all of you be so carefree about this kind of relationship?" Klea muttered, embarrassed that Jeff had shared details about their intimacy with someone else, yet relieved that Jess didn’t seem against her.
Soon, the Harem x Yuri Law would supposedly be approved by the government, legalizing both harems and yuri—or at least, that was what Jeff remembered from twelve years in the future.
Of course, he couldn’t exactly explain that to Klea just to reassure her.
"It doesn’t have to make sense. We can just live happily the way we want."
***
After getting out of the bathtub, Jeff bridal-carried Klea toward the bed without either of them fully drying off.
He pinned her beneath him, straddling her as he devoured her tempting neck while rubbing his massive, throbbing erection against her trembling, soaking-wet entrance.
Even though they had resumed their intimacy, their conversation about living together still wasn’t finished.
"Ahh~... What about the rent...? Ahh~... I can’t afford this kind of luxurious—Ahh~!" Klea muttered between moans.
Jeff had actually intended for him and Klea to live in his apartment unit, since Veena was practically staying at Nubia’s place with most of her belongings there already.
Still, he understood Klea’s concern.
He knew her not only from the year they spent together in college, but from the twelve years of memories he carried from the future.
Klea had always lived on her own. It wasn’t that she lacked family, but she had been raised by her grandparents while her parents worked abroad.
When her grandparents passed away during her middle school years, she still chose to live independently because she felt neglected by her parents and uncomfortable living with them—especially since they had already settled overseas.
Although they continued supporting her financially through college, it wasn’t enough for her to afford a luxurious apartment. She had even been splitting rent with her ex-boyfriend at their previous place.
Even Jeff himself hadn’t been able to afford this kind of apartment before. Back then, he had to split rent with Kris and Marc just to share a single unit—at least until they became rich after looting Trud’s dirty money.
In truth, Klea wouldn’t need to spend a single coin on rent anymore, but Jeff knew how stubborn she could be when it came to money—just as stubborn as she once had been about not losing Liam because she believed she had no one else in her life.
"If you really want to pay half the rent, then how about working as a model?" Jeff suggested, reminding Klea that he was Jess’s manager and could easily get her a modeling job at PoruMerc Fashion Company.
"I told you... Ahh~... There’s no way... Ahh~... I can be a model—AHH~!"
"My erection says otherwise though."
***
With Jeff teasingly refusing to put it in, Klea had no choice but to agree to become a model.
"Please give it to me already, Jeff," Klea pleaded, unable to endure the anticipation of being taken by his entire length.
"I’m putting it all in now, Klea."
Jeff thrust forward, slowly penetrating her to savor the tightness of her walls and make her feel every inch of his massive size—though he didn’t fully push in at first.
"Ahh~!"
His first thrust went deep enough for the tip of his rod to kiss the entrance of her womb before he slowly pulled back and thrust again.
"AHH~!"
The second thrust pressed firmly against her womb, nearly driving Klea into another orgasm before the third thrust followed.
"AHH~!"
In one smooth motion, Jeff fully penetrated Klea with his entire 9-inch-plus erection, giving her a new kind of deep stimulation she had never experienced before.
The slight pain mixed with overwhelming pleasure immediately sent her into an intense orgasm.
Still, Klea knew Jeff was obviously not finished yet.
After all, it had been her request for him not to hold back and to become rougher with her.
"Ahh~... AHH~... AHH~!"
Klea could only moan in pleasure as Jeff relentlessly pounded into her despite her ongoing orgasm.
He was rough and aggressive, growing faster and harder with every thrust, yet the tight embrace he held her in while pinning her down on the bed remained filled with affection and desire.
Another orgasm overtook her, causing her mind to go blank and her vision to turn white.
"Don’t faint on me, Klea."
She was on the verge of losing consciousness from pleasure and satisfaction, yet his deep, soft whisper against her ear kept her awake, reminding her that he still hadn’t climaxed yet.
With one final thrust, Jeff finally climaxed, pouring his accumulated release deep inside her womb and sending Klea into multiple orgasms at once.
"AHH~!"