Yori

After the mayor's announcement that the contract is now in Goldreamz's hands, everyone is shocked and doesn't understand how this could've happened. (If you pick specific choices during the ball you'll understand pretty easily what happened, but it doesn't affect the story nor the illustrations)

On Jason's route, he then comes right there and then to claim you for a dance. All our colleagues don't understand what's going on, but Jason pretty chill announces that Ysa is his girlfriend and he wants to dance with her. Imagine everyone's shock, Ysa complains and he drops the bomb

"You still owe me a favour and I want you to dance with me."

And then proceeds to tell everyone about the time he helped her with Elegantine's birthday.

Ysa is angry and threatens to break up with him right there and then, all our colleagues are sad and disappointed, but in the end agree that we need to sort things out between ourselves so they leave us to dance with Jason.

At that point you can choose. If you're open to listen to his side of the story, you stay on the dance floor and get the sfw pic. If you're too angry, you leave, he follows and then they end up having angry sex in an alcove of a corridor.

In any case, he explains that all the sabotage during the festival was all the mayor's doing. Jason didn't know the mayor was going to do that but he had known for a long time that he planned to give the contract to Goldreamz, even before Ysa arrived in town, and that all his "threats" of destruction were also him trying to warn her. However, he doesn't care about Devenementiel and he just wants Ysa to himself.

“I’m not interested in dating right now so I’ll save you the time and pick up lines” you replied in a depressed tone.

“Who said anything about dating?” He asked. “I just thought you looked like you could use someone to talk to.”

“How noble of you,” you rolled your eyes, not interested in talking to another guy who would probably end up being just like your asshole ex-boyfriend.

“How about you at least let me buy you another drink? You look like you could use it. You don’t even have to talk to me,” he said, sounding a little tipsy himself.

“Sure why not,” you replied, finally looking up to see the stranger who was talking to you. He was older than you thought he would be. You could see the start of some wrinkles around his face, and he had white hair that was pulled back into a very long ponytail.

He bought another carafe of sake, pouring you a cup and letting you take a sip before speaking again.

“So what’s the name of this pretty girl I’ve had the privilege of buying a drink for?” He asked sweetly.

“(Y/N)” you replied, beginning to feel like talking to him might not be such a terrible thing. Worst case scenario you could at least get a free drink or two and maybe some compliments to help your self-esteem recover.

“Jiraiya.”

A few moments of silence passed while you sipped the sake Jiraiya had bought for you. Starting to feel the effects of the alcohol, you found yourself more willing to participate in a conversation.

“I’m having a really shitty day,” you remarked.

“I’m all ears,” Jiraiya replied, listening intently.

“My stupid boyfriend… ex-boyfriend,” you corrected, “broke up with me because I’ve gained weight since we started dating.” You covered your eyes and forehead with your hand in embarrassment.

“What an asshole,” he started. “Well, he sounds like an immature boy that you’re lucky to be rid of. Men don’t care about that.”

“Yeah, well, the breakup aside, I was already self-conscious about it so this definitely isn’t helping anything.” Tears pricked your eyes as you downed the rest of your sake.

“Well I think you look great,” Jiraiya remarked. “Honestly, I prefer a woman with a little extra weight on her.”

You looked over at him and started to smile, feeling good about receiving the compliment and also realizing that he was actually a pretty good looking guy, especially for being older.

“Is this your way of flirting with me?” You giggled, turning more toward him and brushing your arm against his.

“That depends. Is it working?” He bantered back, putting his hand on your leg.

“Maybe a little bit,” you laughed, feeling giddy from the alcohol. “So you said you prefer a woman with a little extra weight on her, huh?”

“Absolutely,” he started, leaning in a little closer to you while giving your leg a light squeeze. “I like having a little more to grab and hold onto. Makes things more fun.”

You felt your heart flutter when he got close to you and touched you.

Do I really like this old guy? You thought to yourself. Apparently so, you completed your thought, becoming aware of how wet your panties had gotten.

“And what kind of things would those be?” You teased, leaning toward him a little bit as your fingers played with the neckline of his shirt.

“I think you can guess. But of course I’d be willing to enlighten you if you’re unsure,” Jiraiya chuckled in your ear, his hand slowly sliding further and further up your thigh.

“I think I could use some enlightening,” you smiled, leaning into his space even more. Over the course of your conversation, the two of you had gotten closer and closer, now at a point where you were almost in his lap.

“How about you let me show you how a real man treats a beautiful woman with such luscious curves,” he purred, brushing a lock of hair behind your ear. “That is, assuming a pretty young thing like you is even interested in an old man like me.”

“A handsome old man,” you corrected, placing your hand on top of his and giving it a small squeeze as you looked up at him.

“I’m staying at a place just a couple buildings down the street. I could use some company.”

“I can certainly provide that,” you replied with a smirk. Jiraiya paid for the drinks and stood, holding out his hand to help you down from the barstool since you were a little tipsy. The two of you held hands as you walked down the street toward the hotel. You still couldn’t believe you were doing this with a man who was so much older than you, but something about him was just so charming and sexy that you didn’t care. Besides, maybe it would be good for you to be with an older guy who could really appreciate a woman’s body.

“It seems like there are a lot of good places to eat around here,” Jiraiya remarked, looking at all the restaurants you walked past as you made your way toward the hotel.

“Oh there definitely are! My favorite is actually just across the street here,” you pointed out to him. “Although, now it’s kinda ruined for me because my ex and I had just finished lunch there when he broke up with me.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Maybe we can go there later so you can have a good memory associated with it?” He suggested.

“I don’t know, maybe,” you shrugged, getting quiet as you began to feel sad and self conscious again. Jiraiya took notice, becoming determined to make you feel better.

“Hey now, don’t be upset about what some stupid boy said,” he remarked, releasing your hand to wrap his arm around your waist, pulling you close to him as you stepped into the lobby of the hotel. You shrugged again, remaining quiet and despondent as the two of you made your way to the elevators.

“I think you’ll forget all about what he said once I’m through ravishing you,” Jiraiya murmured as he leaned into you. You did feel a little jolt of excitement hearing him say that, and you couldn’t help the smirk that formed on your lips.

You were the only ones who got into the elevator from the lobby, leaning against the back wall as it started its ascent. You started feeling a little nervous as you watched the number on the screen at the top of the elevator increase with each floor it climbed.

What if he doesn’t like me once I take my clothes off? What if he’s grossed out by my body? I look and feel terrible after gaining weight.

Jiraiya must have picked up on your nervous energy, as he gave you a small squeeze against him, prompting you to look up at him.

“You are absolutely stunning. I wouldn’t be bringing you back to my room if I didn’t genuinely feel that way,” he remarked, almost as if he had been able to hear your thoughts.

“This is our floor,” he said, leading you out of the elevator and down the hall to the door of his room. He pulled his arm away so he could unlock the door, stepping inside and holding it open to welcome you in.

You walked in and stood in the middle of the room, shyly holding your arms in front of you as you were unsure of what you should do. Once he was certain the door was locked back, Jiraiya turned and approached you, sensing your uneasiness. He held your hands, bringing each one to his lips to place a kiss on the back of it.

“I want to kiss every inch of you, princess,” he cooed as he brought a hand to your face, lightly brushing his thumb over your cheek as his other hand came to rest on your waist. You relaxed into his touch a little, looking up at him and placing your hands on his chest as your heart rate increased in excitement. He leaned down, placing soft kisses on your forehead, the tip of your nose, and finally your lips, lingering there just a little longer before pulling back.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, brushing a lock of hair away from your face and behind your ear. You blushed and looked away from him for a moment as a small smile crept across your face. He lifted your chin with his finger, catching your lips in another kiss. It started off soft and sweet, but quickly deepened and became more passionate as you began to feel more comfortable with him, allowing his tongue to enter your mouth.

Jiraiya slid his hands down your body, coming to rest on your lower back, dangerously close to your ass. You slid a hand under the neckline of his shirt to touch his chest, showing him that you were receptive to his touches. Taking that as permission, he moved his hands lower, giving your ass a firm squeeze as he pulled your hips into his, letting you feel that he was already hard for you.

“See how turned on I am for you already sweetheart?” He breathed as he pulled away from your lips to start leaving sloppy kisses down your jawline and neck. By the time his lips made it to your collarbone, it was like something snapped inside of you and you felt like you couldn’t get his clothes off fast enough. Your hands found the bottom of his shirt and slipped under it, brushing over his bare abs and chest before practically ripping it off of him.

“Damn baby, okay,” he said, enjoying seeing this side of you. You crashed your lips into his again as you fumbled with the button and zipper of his pants, pushing down on them once they were unfastened and letting them fall to his ankles. At the same time, he began to pull up on your dress. Once it was over your head, you became aware of how exposed you were and tried to pull back and cover yourself, being nervous about him seeing you in only your bra and panties with all of your insecurities on display.

He unclasped your bra with one hand and tossed it aside, pulling you close against him as his hands moved back to your ass and he lifted you up with ease. You wrapped your legs around his waist as he carried you to the edge of the bed and laid you down on it, pulling back to take in the beautiful sight before him and decide where his hands would explore first.

“I don’t know why you’re self-conscious, princess. Your body looks amazing,” Jiraiya breathed, leaning down to catch your lips in another kiss.

“Fuck, your tits are perfect,” he groaned, bringing his hands up to them and kneading them. He leaned down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it as he continued to knead your other breast. He moved his face between your tits, leaving sloppy kisses that trailed down your stomach and ended just above your panties. Your breathing quickened as you felt his fingers hook into the sides of them.

He quickly yanked them off, marveling at how soaked they were just from him kissing and touching you. You now lay completely naked in front of him, surprisingly not feeling shy or self-conscious at all. Jiraiya’s endless compliments and worshipping of your body had you feeling sexy and confident.

Before he could go any further, you sat up, crossing your ankles and bringing your knees to your chest, obstructing his view of all his favorite parts of you.

“I think it’s only fair that you take off your boxers before we do anything else,” you smirked. “You’ve seen all of me, now I want to see all of you.”

“Whatever you want, baby,” he replied. “Why don’t you come take them off?”

You moved to the edge of the bed, hooking your fingers in the waistband of his boxers and looking up at him just before you pulled on them, letting them fall to his feet. Your eyes widened as you were taken aback by the size of his dick, starting to wonder if it was going to fit.

“Don’t worry, princess. I’ll make sure you’re good and ready for it,” he promised, familiar with that concerned look on your face.

Jiraiya leaned down to kiss you, laying you back as he did so. He slid a hand under you and moved you so that you were propped up on a pillow. He took his time leaving sloppy kisses down your chest and stomach, slowly running his hands over your body as his lips brushed along your skin between kisses. Your breathing quickened as he made his way further and further down, hoping he would finally tend to your throbbing clit in need of attention.

“So sexy,” he breathed as he placed a kiss on each of your hips before moving lower, skipping over where you wanted him to touch you most. He placed his hands on your thighs, squeezing them as he kissed and nipped at the inner portions of them, making his way upward. He paused to look up at you before going any further, smirking when he saw in your face how desperately you wanted his tongue on your pussy. He dipped his head back down, and licked a long, slow strip up your slit.

“Damn baby, you taste so good,” Jiraiya groaned, his hands brushing over your hips and thighs and squeezing them, enjoying the softness of your body. He buried his face between your thighs, lapping at your pussy like it was the best thing he had ever tasted and would never have again.

“Mm, that feels so good,” you breathed, tangling your fingers in his long, white hair. He slipped a finger in and started pumping it in and out as he started sucking on your clit. You moaned at the combined stimulation, feeling a knot starting to build in your stomach. He added another finger, and instead of pumping them he started curling them, perfectly hitting your G-spot. Your back arched and your moans got louder as you felt your orgasm approaching.

“Don’t stop,” you gasped, tightening your grip on his hair as he flicked his tongue over your clit while his fingers continued curling until you were right on the edge.

“Oh yes, yes, YES. Fuck,” you screamed as an intense wave of pleasure came over you all at once. Your legs tried to close around Jiraiya’s head as he worked you through your orgasm, continuing to pleasure you with his mouth and fingers until you were practically pushing him away.

“That was fucking amazing,” you panted, trying to catch your breath. He moved up to kiss you deeply, pushing his tongue into your mouth and letting you taste yourself on him.

“Why, thank you. It’s a skill I take pride in,” he purred, nuzzling your neck. “And I love doing it. I could eat you all day if you let me.”

“I thought most guys didn’t like doing that,” you remarked.

“Boys might not,” he clarified. “Men know there are few things better than having a woman’s thighs clamped around your head while she screams in ecstasy as the result of your handiwork.”

“Well I’m glad I found myself a man then,” you giggled, cupping his face with your hands to kiss him. He reciprocated the kiss, holding you close against him as he rolled the two of you over so you were now on top, straddling him.

You slid his length along your slit while you leaned down to kiss his neck and chest, preparing yourself to take him. As you ended your trail of sloppy kisses, you sat up and positioned the tip of his cock at your entrance, slowly sinking down as you adjusted to his size. It was a stretch, but he felt good and you were well-prepared for it thanks to Jiraiya’s god-like cunnilingus skills.

“That’s it, princess,” he praised, running his hands over your hips and thighs. “You feel so good. So tight.”

Once he was bottomed out inside of you, you lifted your hips and brought them back down, slowly building up to a smooth rhythm. You moaned as he started bucking his hips up to meet your downstrokes. He moved his hands to your ass, digging his fingers into the soft flesh as he directed the angle and pace of your hips.

“You look so beautiful riding me sweetheart,” he groaned. “But I think it’s about time that I take over.”

Jiraiya rolled the two of you over so that you were now on your back with your legs wrapped around his waist. He brought a hand to your face and kissed you deeply as he thrusted into you with long, deep strokes. You moaned into the kiss as you felt him against your cervix with every thrust.

He sat up and put your legs over his shoulders, changing up the angle as he started slamming his hips into yours. It felt so intense that it was almost painful, but it also felt so fucking good. You had been trying to keep somewhat quiet since you were in a hotel, but with him pounding into you like this so deeply you couldn’t help the loud moans that poured out of your mouth.

“Go on sweetheart, scream as loud as you need,” Jiraiya panted, feeling himself getting close to his release.

He switched positions one more time, wanting to get a better view of his favorite parts of you and try to help you have one more orgasm. He sat up on his knees a little more, putting your legs back around him and placing his hands on your waist. He started slamming into you again, beginning to groan more and more as he used his hold on your waist to pull you down into his thrusts.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he grunted, watching your tits bounce with every thrust. He brought a hand between the two of you to rub small circles on your clit with his thumb. You started moaning louder, feeling yourself getting closer to another orgasm.

You finally came hard, screaming as your walls clenched around him. The extra pressure along with the sounds of your pleasure pushed him over the edge. He moaned loudly as he came, slowing his thrusts to work himself through it as his hot cum spilled into you.

Jiraiya collapsed on top of you, panting heavily as he lay there for a moment. He pulled out of you and sat up, brushing your hair out of your face as he smiled down at you.

“So do you feel beautiful yet? Or do you need a little more convincing?” He bantered.

“I don't think I could handle any more convincing tonight,” you laughed. “It was amazing though.”

He laid next to you, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close to him. You wrapped your leg around him and placed your head on his chest while gently brushing your fingers over the large scar in the middle of it.

“Not too bad for an old man, eh?” He asked.

“Not bad at all. Without a doubt, best sex I’ve ever had,” you complimented, placing a soft kiss on his chest and snuggling further into him.

“Why, thank you for the compliment, sweetheart. Good to know I’ve still got it,” he chuckled.

“Oh you sure do. I’ve never had a guy get me off multiple times in one round, and that’s assuming it even happens at all. I think you’ve probably just about ruined all other men for me,” you joked.

“Well, maybe you don’t have to worry about comparing me to someone else,” he replied.

You sat up and looked into his eyes.

“Is this your way of asking me if I want a relationship?” You questioned.

“That depends,” he smirked. “Would you be interested in one with an old man like myself?”

“If it means being with someone who thinks I’m beautiful, even with a little extra weight on me, and getting to have mind-blowing sex all the time, then absolutely,” you smiled.