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Tsukune's Monster Harem (So Far):

#1: Moka Akashiya

#2: Kurumu Kurono

#3: Yukari Sendo

#4: Ruby Tojo

#5: Mizore Shirayuki

#6: Kokoa Shuzen

#7: Aqua Shuzen

#8: Lingling Huang

#9: Kyoko Aono

#10: Miia

#11: Papi

#12: Centorea

#13: Suu

#14: Zombina

#15: Tionishia

#16: Manako

#17: Doppel

#18: Mero

#19: Rachnera

#20: Polt

#21: Drago

#22: Kii

#23: Lilith

#24: Lala

#25: Ms. Smith

(Possibly)-#26: Fangfang Huang (Gender Bender-Female/Futanari/Shemale)?

Enjoy:

Daily Life with a Vampire

A Rosario + Vampire/Monster Musume fanfiction

By

The Determinator

Two:

"Chef and a Vampire"

XXX

Later that day, Tsukune made his way to his dorm room/suite with a relaxed smile on his face. But why wouldn't he be relaxed? After a few weeks of celibacy, he'd finally been managed to release all that sexual tension with Ruby earlier. Of course, it didn't last nearly long enough, he felt, since they both had duties to the school and they could only spare maybe an hour or two for relaxation.

After sharing a shower to clean their bodies of the efforts of their coitus, Ruby had left, positively glowing in her happiness. Seeing the look, Tsukune was happy with himself. He'd always been pleased when he made his friends happy, and now that he'd married the majority of them with the possibility of other marriages in the future, Tsukune could finally join them in that happiness.

Disregarding that, Tsukune's attention turned back to the path. He'd been forced to climb the stairs that led to his suite that he shared with his wives and fiancés. After all, Yukari had been adamant that he let her stay with him until he was ready to marry her. Of course, due to his discomfort with the idea of sharing a dorm with a fifteen year old witchling (thirteen at the time she moved in), most of his wives occupied the witch's time whenever he got intimate with one of them, despite Yukari's desire to watch (usually by playing some innocuous game of some form, despite the witch's desire to progress into lewd territories).

Lingling and Aqua were also showing a vested interest in living with him in the suite he shared with his wives, but he'd managed to talk them out of it so far. He already had two of the Shuzen sisters to deal with, he didn't know if he could handle a third that had managed to weasel a marriage out of him. Then there was Lingling, who knew no modesty and no sense of privacy, often joining him in the bath when they were out working on missions together and claiming that she was only trying to "practice" her wifely duties.

He was still hoping that he could somehow escape the marriages proposed to him by the Shuzen and Huang families. He already had all the love he needed or wanted in his life, despite how much he wanted to overindulge in the addicting emotion. Even though he could shamelessly admit that he was starting to feel the stirrings of love in his heart for the two women, and one witchling, Tsukune wasn't ready to let others join his admittedly large family due to some form of his remaining human reservations.

Tsukune stopped thinking about his love life as he came up on the door of his suite. A quick scan with his vampiric senses told him that the apartment was empty except for Kurumu, which wasn't surprising at this time of day.

Out of all the girls that he'd married, the one that he was most proud of was Kurumu. Not because of her beauty or her unquestioning love and loyalty to him and him alone, but because of how she was beginning to prosper into the intelligent, successful and confident woman that he'd always known her to be hiding in her heart.

Entering the apartment and locking it behind him, he stayed silent as he crept through the hall. He found Kurumu in the kitchen as he had suspected, humming happily while experimenting with another of her class projects.

This was why he was so proud of her. In high school she'd struggled with academics to the point that she'd barely managed to achieve a passing grade for the third year's final exams. She'd been so worried of finding a college that would have accepted her despite her abysmal grades that he couldn't help throwing his political and financial weight into helping her.

One of the first programs introduced into the now human/monster co-op Youkai Academy was the culinary tuition program. Tsukune had used the Shuzen and Huang funds and contacts to bring in the most premiere experts in the culinary industry of the modern day world to teach at the school, not only from other schools but also chefs that didn't usually take on students at all in the first place.

Kurumu had always enjoyed cooking. As far back as he known her, she'd always felt that cooking was the only thing that she was actually good at. It was also one of the things that she most enjoyed and felt the most comfortable doing. It was where she shined and could be totally and completely herself and at home while doing.

In high school she'd struggled to make passing grades, but in college she absolutely thrived. At first she felt that she wouldn't have been able to measure up to the courses that he set aside for her, but immediately upon beginning her new classes she'd proven herself as new genius of culinary experimentation and a rising star in the food industry. Some of her class projects even became so famous that they were adopted and used in five star restaurants around the world despite the fact that they were created by a self-taught "beginner" who didn't even have a restaurant or a degree in her name.

Her teachers were practically overjoyed to teach such a talented girl, and her peers were all just so envious of her talent. The fact that she was married to the heir of both the famous and uber rich Shuzen vampire clan and the Huang Chinese mafia just added further insult to her peer's pride.

Tsukune was just happy that his blue haired wife was finally starting to pull out of the insecure shell that she'd lived in most of her life. She'd lived so long with the belief that she was inferior to the women surrounding her that to finally and spectacularly surpass them in something was a boost to her ego and self-image.

Even math was laughably easier for her now, since they were all built around concepts of cooking that she'd known her whole life, and as such she could pay attention to her lessons and actually enjoy them wholeheartedly.

Seeing his wife humming happily while she worked at the stove brought a gentle smile to his face. He'd made the promise to do whatever it took to make his wives happy when he'd realized how much he loved them. If moving the heavens and the earth itself would please them, he vowed that he'd somehow find a way.

She was wearing her hair up in a net, and her apron was splotched with the food the she was experimenting with. She didn't wear gloves though, as she needed to be nimble to cut and smash and mix the food properly. He could see that she had a few new cuts on her fingers since he'd left, which was something that she tended complain about relentlessly to anyone that would listen.

Tsukune chuckled, startlingly the succubus. Kurumu whirled around, her gorgeous face immediately brightening when she saw that her watcher was in fact her dearly missed and charmingly sexy (in her modest opinion) husband.

"Tsukune-koi!" she exclaimed, jumping at him. Tsukune caught his flying wife easily in his arms, unsurprised when her legs clamped around his waist just as her arms did the same around his neck, nor was he surprised when she started attacking his mouth with hers.

Kurumu was a succubus. She needed to feed on sexual energy to survive, which was one of the reasons why she always molested him in the early days of their high school years because he always repressed his lust for her because of his love for outer Moka. If she hadn't loved him totally and irrevocably as she had, she could have fed on other males, which was why his love for her was so important to her. Now that they were married and he returned her love just as equally, she didn't need to be so demanding for his attention.

Her reaction to his reappearance in the dorm wasn't so surprising. He'd been gone for a few weeks now, so she must be absolutely famished. Her ravenous hunger could be intoxicating if he wasn't careful and kept his guard up.

In fact, as soon as she'd begun kissing him she'd started grinding her groin into his lap. Tsukune grunted at the feeling, falling back against the wall to support himself since an amorous and hungry succubus was a little too much to just take with any sort of calm confidence.

She pulled back enough to whisper, "I missed you," before returning to her desperate make out session. In the meanwhile, she was still dry humping his groin, pressing her dripping sex against his own straining erection, the only thing stopping them from rutting right there being their clothing.

Of course, if it kept on like this then he was going to blow his top either way. He was sure that Kurumu wanted him too from the desperate way she was moving her body against his. She was doing everything she could to get him off as quickly as possible. However, this was all natural, as well, since her food source was the lust that he felt for her and him orgasming would only help satisfy that hunger, especially since he was a Shinso Vampire, and his potent youki would be shared with her while she was feeding on him.

Unfortunately, they had their priorities, or at least he did. Kurumu could get distracted when she was hungry, so, sadly, he knew that he needed to be the responsible one.

It took an extreme effort of his willpower to jerk his face away from hers, gasping, "K-Kurumu, stop!" No matter how much it pained him to resist her addicting feeding rampage.

Kurumu's whine was a little heart wrenching, but she stopped as he requested, panting with the stirrings of her own release that had been prematurely halted with the order.

Seeing the desperation in her eyes, he sighed and nodded to the stove, suggesting, "We can't just start sex here, you know. Your class project is waiting…so turn the burner to low and we can continue..." The offer immediately made the blue haired girl's eyes sparkle.

She climbed off his body slowly, making sure to drag against himself so that he was aware of what he was letting go from his arms. Tsukune groaned at the contact, but didn't say anything as Kurumu went to the stove and went about making sure that her class project wouldn't spoil or burn while they were busy. Though she appeared as if she was concentrating solely on her work, not sparing him any mind, he could smell her lust perfuming from her skin, and her sexual fluids were dripping down her creamy legs and into her knee socks.

Tsukune took a steadying breath, and waited.

As soon as she was done, Kurumu immediately whirled upon him and pounced. Tsukune stumbled again, back hitting the wall as his amorous wife started grinding with the intent to make them both finish. She must have been hungrier than she showed if she was this desperate to get him to cum.

Tsukune willed the looming orgasm down with his extreme will power, breathing haggardly into his wife's demanding mouth. With slow, careful movements, he carried her into the living room before sitting them both down on the couch.

Immediately, Kurumu was sliding off his lap and lowering herself to her knees between his legs. He knew what she wanted. Taking his orgasm directly into one of her orifices would be more filling then just feeding on the sexual energy that hung around them in the air. He knew, because she'd been practically ravenous by the time that they'd consummated their marriage during the honeymoon. He very nearly died that day, even with his vampiric healing powers and stamina.

"If you do that now, I'm not going to last very long," he warned. His answer was to receive a brilliantly blinding smile from his blue haired wife, the seductress licking her plump lips in anticipation.

"I can't wait," she moaned wantonly, and reached for his belt. In seconds, she'd unlatched him and pulled down his zipper. Tsukune groaned as she reached into his boxers and fished his cock from the confines, springing it free from his clothing.

She leered down at his impressive length of male virility, her expression filled with a obsessive hunger that made Tsukune concerned whether he needed to worry about his continued health. Then she was opening her mouth and lowering herself on his erection.

With a murmured, "Itadakimasu!" the succubus wrapped her pink lips around his fat head, moaning at the newly washed taste of his prick. Tsukune groaned at the feeling of his blue haired wife happily nursing the warm and wet confines of her mouth onto his staff, absently reaching out to pull her hair net off and toss it across the room, letting her luscious blue locks spill around her in a dazzlingly display of femininity and sexuality, her scent of jasmines and spices permeating through the room.

Kurumu didn't pause in her administrations to his flesh. She was a succubus, so was naturally born without any gag reflex or a hymen, which made her the perfect manifestation for sex, a demonic entity built for the sole purpose of seduction and sexual exploration. On top of that, she had an addiction to his taste beyond the simple act of the need to feed on his lust and youki. She had once claimed that this was because a succubus changed to suite their lovers, and a succubus loving the taste of the man that they loved was one of those ways that they changed.

She sunk rapidly on his length, taking him deeply on the first try. None of his other wives could ever hope to deep throat him like Kurumu could, mostly because the succubus cherished the act of receiving his milk directly from the source. And without the gag reflex and a biological need to consume his baby batter for nourishment, Kurumu was practically created to blow him.

She gulped around his erection, throat squeezing him like a vice with the clear intent to get him to blow his top as soon as possible. Tsukune grit his teeth as he forced the reaction down, reaching out to run his hands through the silky blue hair of his wife.

Kurumu hummed her appreciation, making Tsukune grunt lowly. He could see her eyeing him from his lap with not only a need to get him to expel his seed into her every orifice, but an unfathomable joy at making her husband feel such intense, primal pleasure. He could see her hand between her legs, her hips wriggling as she stroked herself while she pleasured her love. Tsukune wanted to last longer, but a hungry succubus was more than even he could handle with any since of long lasting calm.

"Kurumu!" he cried out, clenching his eyes shut tight as his hips jerked wildly for a few moments, before his release hit him powerfully.

Kurumu drank greedily, their bodies glowing from the sheer amount of sexual energy that they shared between each other. The blue haired succubus's eyes rolled into the back of her head at the feeling of climaxing while satisfying her hunger, her pink flower exploding with dazzling pleasure that stole control over her frantic mind.

Tsukune, at the same time, expelled a hearty load into his wife's throat, depositing it all into her stomach directly. His legs trembled at the onslaught of pleasure, since a succubus's aura heightened all sensations of pleasure that their partners could possibly feel.

As Tsukune's orgasm puttered away and out slowly, Kurumu languishingly suckled on his softening erection. She didn't doubt that he could go again, but both were far too relaxed to continue immediately after such intense orgasms.

Finally pulling him from her mouth, her lips smacking as his head left her pink lips, Kurumu giggled, and climbed up onto the couch to sit in her husband's lap while laying her head against his shoulder.

"I feel so full," Kurumu panted into his ear, feeling Tsukune rouse at her words. After nearly a whole month of fasting, Kurumu felt so full of potent youki that she compared it to actually feeling physically bloated.

Tsukune grunted, his hands moving to rest on her hips. The intimate contact made Kurumu smile, pressing her lips to his throat.

"You were with Ruby before coming here, right?" Kurumu asked unconcernedly. Tsukune's right eye opened slightly to glance down at his wife's relaxed face, nodding his head.

"Yeah," he didn't ask how she knew. She was a succubus after all, and identifying when and who a person had sex with was one of the unique gifts of her people.

Kurumu giggled, shaking her head amusedly at the admission. "That Ruby, always taking advantage of her job with you…"

Tsukune smiled, reaching out to brush soft fingertips down from his wife's forehead and over her cheeks, making the blue haired woman sigh contentedly at the content.

"Oh, how strange…doesn't that sound a little hypocritical to you? After all, you're the whole reason why we needed to make exceptions to those time tables," Tsukune mentioned offhandedly. At the casual explanation, Kurumu's face flushed in embarrassment.

"Umm…that is…hmph!" she stated, climbing off the man and turning away from him. Tsukune smiled at the pouting succubus.

The truth was that Kurumu was the sole reason why they had to accept that certain exceptions needed to be made to the whole time table rule. Because, as a succubus, Kurumu needed to maintain a continuous diet of Tsukune's lust, to the point that she often surprised the newly turned vampire with random bouts of sex. It got to the point that all his wives just accepted that accidents happened and demanded that whenever something like that happened he take the time to show that he loved and appreciated all of them equally rather than favoring just one of them over the others.

It was a little sore spot for Kurumu, since she was married to two vampires, both of which showed considerable willpower enough that they could go a few days without feeding. Her lack of ability to resist Tsukune's addicting lust made her feel deeply embarrassed.

Tsukune smiled, and lifted himself from the couch, only to wrap his arms around his blue haired wife from behind and press his lips to her ear.

"I don't mind," Tsukune argued immediately, sensing the smile rising to her lips. "No matter your quirks, you're still my wife, and I'm happy to help you in any way that I possibly can…"

"Any way that you possibly can, eh?" he could hear the note of triumphant in her voice. He smiled amusedly at her reaction.

"Uh-huh," he agreed, unsurprised when Kurumu placed her hands on both of his and began urging him to push them underneath her apron.

"Touch them," she encouraged. Tsukune smiled and relented, reaching up to palm each of her naked breasts underneath her clothes and apron.

Huh…naked…?

"Kurumu…?" Tsukune asked immediately, unsurprised when the succubus began grinding backwards into his partially uncovered groin, making his cock stiffen to full mast once again.

"Do you like it, Tsukune-koi? I recently had another growth spurt, you know, and I haven't been able to go out and get a new set of bras, you know…" Kurumu seductively purred, looking over her shoulder with half-lidded eyes and sexy smirk as she eyed her husband knowingly.

Tsukune's wandering hands told her the tale of how he felt such knowledge, but she wanted to hear him say it for herself.

Swallowing thickly, Tsukune croaked, "Oh, umm…t-they're very…n-nice…" he chuckled weakly.

"Still so shy…even after being with Ruby already earlier today," Kurumu smiled sinisterly. "Touch them, fondle them…show me how much you love my boobs!"

Tsukune's strained smile eased up at the familiar command, quickly moving to do as she requested by beginning to powerfully grope her breasts, squeezing and pulling and pinching as she wished of him.

All Tsukune's wives had their own fetishes. Ruby had her masochism, and Mizore had her impregnation and pregnancy fetish, and Kurumu had a fetish for breasts.

It probably had something to do with her insecurity issues. After all, she'd lived most of her life thinking that her two best qualities were her huge breasts and her cooking skills. Though try as he might to dissuade her of these thoughts, they'd somehow spiraled into a fetish that she constantly wanted him to explore every time they had sex.

In fact, besides starting a family with him, the main reason why she wanted to have a kid with Tsukune was both to increase her breast size and to begin lactating, something that she had made him promise that he'd help her with when the time came.

Again, that was a tale for another time…

Kurumu arched her back as he pulled at one of her fat, pink nipples. She was mewling wantonly, writhing against his groin. Tsukune gritted his teeth in frustration at the succubus's actions, knowing that she was doing it on purpose.

Before she could stop him, he reversed their positions, throwing her down onto the couch and tearing his clothing off. Then, in a few deft movements, he managed to strip her bear of all her clothing, too.

"Tsukune!" Kurumu laughed, with her own voice husky with arousal. Tsukune growled lowly, eying his wife's creamy white skin. The look in his eyes made Kurumu bite her lip, and her legs unconsciously spread while she thrust her chest forward.

"Mine!" he demanded immediately, climbing up onto her chest and stuffing his long cock between her breasts. Kurumu's answer was to immediately and obsessively press her hands to both of her breasts and mash them around his cock, creating a new hole for him to fuck.

"Yes! Fuck my tits!" Kurumu urged him needfully. Tsukune grunted again, and began to powerfully slam his erection into the new fuck hole provided to him by his lusty wife.

Kurumu was squirming underneath him as his cock stroked between her breasts, her body flush with blood and her skin shining with a growing layer of glimmering sweat. Between her legs, her pretty pink pussy gleamed with a layer of liquid excitement, topped by a trim bush of blue hairs moistened with her pleasure. Her body trembled with the rising excitement, all of which was solely due to the effects of her fetish. It was because of this fetish that she actually could experience a deep, sexual pleasure in her gentiles from having her virile vampiric lover use her breasts for his own pleasure.

Kurumu's breasts bounced and jiggled in time with each of his powerful thrusts, her body shaking from the force of the blows. Tsukune's teeth were clenched tightly shut, resisting the pleasure given to him so freely by his succubus wife. Kurumu's aura of love and lust heightened his sensations of arousal and pleasure, priming him for intense relief. But he refused that maddening temptation to give into the pleasure, to spill himself over her body so soon after starting.

"Ah, Tsukune-koi!" Kurumu cheered, wrapping her arms around her massive bosom and trapping his length amidst that supreme valley of gently rippling flesh. She was writhing underneath him, pushing her chest against him with each thrust of his hips, begging him to screw her harder.

Kurumu's breasts shined brilliantly with dual layers of sweat and pre-fluid, Tsukune's lust expelling his lubricant excessively on her wonderful cleavage. It aided him as he pumped relentlessly into that soft valley of mammary flesh, making the experience all the better for the both of them.

"Kurumu!" Tsukune roared suddenly, surprising her as he reached down and gripped each of her massive tits in hand and began mauling her flesh as he pumped his hips against her body. Having her breasts manhandled as he fucked them was more than Kurumu could conceivably take, her own body trembling with the beginnings of a massive release.

"Tsukune-koi, now, please cum on me now!" Kurumu cried for him desperately, arching her back to proffer her chest to his pleasure. Her female parts exploded with a new release as she exclaimed this to him, sending pheromones and lust charged youki into the air to blanket the room in a drunkening display of her natural sweet and spicy scent.

Tsukune roared his own release, brought upon by the influx of scents and youki drowning his senses and heightening his pleasure beyond the bursting point. His cock throbbed violently in her cleavage, before releasing all his lust in eight large explosions of male ejaculate that coated the blue haired demon of lust beneath him with stringy white splats of cream.

They both trembled with their orgasms, Kurumu gasping as each of Tsukune's jets of male fluid prolonged and strengthened her orgasm, which intensified the feelings he experienced. It was a vicious cycle, one that needed to be kept a close eye on or Kurumu mighty try to drain her husband of all his lust.

Spent finally, Tsukune slowly climbed off his wife, spooning her on the couch as he kissed her shoulder. Kurumu happily relaxed against him, while amusing herself by scooping the streams of ejaculate that he'd left behind and feeding them directly to her mouth.

Kurumu was unbearably full after such a lengthy time without even the snacks of kissing or suffocating her husband to tide her over. However, while she felt deeply satisfied for the moment, she would never honestly be against the thought of more sex.

"That was a little intense," Tsukune groaned, reaching out to turn her so he could place a gentle kiss to her lips, regardless of the leftover taste of himself on her lips.

Kurumu murmured her agreement, reaching between them to stroke her fingers gently over his semi-hard cock. Tsukune groaned at the touch, shutting his eyes and pressing his lips to her neck.

"Bite me," she urged, tiling her head to offer her neck to her husband. It sure was a tempting invitation, the pale expanse of her throat bared to him, looking just so vulnerable. She normally didn't like to feed him due to the pain of the bite, but letting him feed his vampiric cravings was an easy way to arouse him and refuel his stamina.

"We're getting a little carried away here, aren't we?" Tsukune chuckled weakly, even while he leaned down with his mouth opened slightly, desperate for a taste.

Kurumu shivered at the desire in her husband's eyes and the rising lust that she could feel deep inside him. As a succubus, she could sense his lust, her own food source, and when Tsukune's vampiric instincts were working together with his human conscious the taste of his lusts were almost unbearable to resist.

Kurumu's answer was to part her legs and hike her butt up so that his semi-hard head pressed into the slick entrance of her cunt, making them both shiver in need.

"Don't care," she growled, grinding his head into her folds and making him part her gently, but no farther. "Drink from me while you fuck me, Tsukune!" she demanded.

Now, with such an invitation, how could Tsukune resist her?

His mouth nipped first at her neck, while he pushed against her opening, and as his length hardened, he began applying more pressure against her throat. The moment his fangs pierced the fragile skin of her neck, making the succubus wince in pain, was also the moment his renewed erection sunk deeply into her womanhood, driving the pain totally from her mind.

"Tsukune!" Kurumu cried out as her husband began in earnest. A vampire's greatest desire was to feed while mating, after all, and she'd offered herself to that lust willingly, which made the sensation all that much more sweeter.

She could feel him draining the boost in her own youki that she'd gotten from feeding on him, making her feel the same old hunger returning, but she could also feel his lusts growing beyond comprehension, greater than any moment since they'd started this day. It made her anticipate the climax, when his lust would be at its greatest…he already tasted so good now, how great would it be when he finally released?

There wasn't anything else to be said, just merely the moment between them. They were feeding off the other, him on her blood, fueling his lusts, and her own hunger on his lusts, fueling the continued production and taste of her blood. It was a never ending cycle.

And, there was no one to stop them here, either.

Tsukune's thrusts were filled with the full force of a vampire, pounding up into her vagina with his every fiber of power and lust. Kurumu's face was pressed into the couch's cushions, her mouth open and eyes clenched. Tsukune had totally ruined her to any other kind of pleasure, her body reshaping and changing to fit him totally and completely. A succubus's body would always remember the one that they loved. And Kurumu's body just felt right clenching around him.

Kurumu was drooling helplessly into the couch's cushions, fingers clutching at the fabric as she came again and again on her husband's penis. The force of his blows was such that he drove all thought out of her mind, and sent her repeatedly into orgasmic bliss. Naturally, her succubus body's reaction to the pleasure was to flood the air with pheromones and her lust enhancing youki, and sensing that her lover was feeding on her blood, it produced an extraordinary amount of hormones and endorphins that were driving the both of them mad with pleasure; Tsukune reacting to the stimulus of Kurumu's succubus powers and blood, and Kurumu reacting to Tsukune's rising lusts and the sensation of him pounding away inside her pussy.

At last, it all proved too much, and they both released with cries of unfathomable ecstasy. Kurumu flooding the couch with her sexual juices, the air polluted with pheromones and youki, and Tsukune expelling with a triumphant roar into her body, with one sole purpose of filling his mate with a baby.

They collapsed in the next moment, Tsukune bracing his weight and moving slightly off so that she didn't need to support his weight with her smaller body. Their nerve endings felt like they were on fire, their bodies tingling with residual pleasure, their limbs twitching randomly as they attempted to regain some manner of control.

Eventually, once their breathing had calmed, Kurumu began giggling, idly running her fingers over Tsukune's powerful hands. Tsukune smiled at the touch, burying his nose into her hair and teasing the skin of her ears with his lips.

"I love you," she told him quietly, turning her head to accept his searching lips. He smiled into her mouth, and returned the confession with his own.

"I love you, too," he replied. They didn't often speak their feelings, comfortable in the knowledge that the other did indeed feel for them in that way, but after nearly a month apart they needed some form of comfort to ease their troubled and weary spirits.

Kurumu turned fully to him, pressing her hands to his muscled chest where the cross shape scar was accompanied by other lesser scars, and under his cautionary gaze she slowly trailed her fingers down his stomach and back to his groin, stroking his lubricated sex that was hardening again under her attention.

"So insatiable," Tsukune smiled amused, and she smirked coyly at him.

"Ah, you love me," she cheered, and he chuckled.

They were interrupted as the front door to the suite burst open, and the rest of the family walked in only to see them in the midst of another "accident". The sight of which threw the vampire Moka into a frenzy of lust driven annoyance, which was further compiled upon by the remnants of succubus pheromones that were affecting everyone in the room.

"Kurumu, how many times do we have to tell you? Follow the damn time tables!" Moka exclaimed, leaping over the couch and wrestling the naked Tsukune out of the hands of the vile succubus.

Kurumu sat up without regard to her nakedness, eying the silver haired vampire with a humorous expression, and gave a casual shrug at the statement.

Eying the other girls with a long look, from the now starting to show Mizore, to the young an extremely perverted Yukari, the blushing and sexually repressed Kokoa, and the beaming form of Ruby, Kurumu finally gave Moka an amused glance, stating, "What? It's not like I'm the first today to break the time tables, you know? Ruby's already gotten a piece of him before me."

At this statement, all the girls in the room turned their narrowed gazes upon the dark haired witch, who began laughingly sheepishly, strangely feeling like she was standing in front of a firing squad.

"Uh…heheheh…oops?"

XXX

The next day, Tsukune was seated in his office, eying the person sitting on the opposite side of his desk. He'd known her for a little over a year now, in which time he'd gotten to know her personally during the course of their jobs.

After the "Interspecies Cultural Exchange Accord" had passed, they'd needed people to help coordinate interactions between monsters and humans. Having humans apply for the job of coordinator was rare, but for some reason this person sitting in front of him had chosen go for the job.

Her name was Sumisu Smith; a half Japanese woman who'd recently retired from the military and took on a career as a freelancer. When she'd originally applied for the job of coordinator, he'd asked her why she was interested, and her answer had surprised him.

Apparently, she was one of the surviving members of the battalion of soldiers that Tenmei Mikogami, the previous headmaster of Youkai Academy, had hired on to help defend Tokyo from Alucard's wrath at the beginning of the final battle. She'd seen as Tsukune and his allies defended the human world despite the immense danger to their lives and being untrained civilians at that, but going so far as to be willing to sacrifice themselves for the humans, so she felt the need to help the monsters like they had helped her kind.

The choice to make Sumisu a coordinator had been an easy one, since most of the other humans to apply for the position either wanted to exploit monsters or find some kind of universal weakness. Sumisu herself had proven that she did indeed truly want to help monsters join human society, and because of that desire he'd soon enough made her the commander of Tokyo's branch of the Monster Ops: Neutralize unit.

He'd helped her select the members of the unit, too, monsters who brought special skills and powers and personality quirks to help complement Sumisu's infuriatingly relaxed attitude. They'd selected four unique monster girls: Zombina, the undead infiltrator and footman; Tionishia, the Oni infantry; Manako, the Cyclops sniper; and Doppel, the shape shifting espionage specialist. With Sumisu acting as the logistics expert and interspecies negotiator of the unit, they made for a pretty effective team.

Today, Sumisu had reported alone, to discuss the matter of his newest project. Tsukune had recently begun his plan to integrate various monster species into human society by a sort of "exchange" program, where human families would act as a host family for a monster from abroad.

Unfortunately, there seemed to be a foul up with one of the monsters selected for the exchange. An old couple had originally been selected to act as the host family for a lamia named Miia, who was apparently a princess of her people and was an acting ambassador for her species. She came from the lamia tribe located in the South Americas, which technically made her a sub-species of lamia that was only distantly related to the tribe that Youkai Academy's Algebra teach Kagome Ririko was a member of. He didn't understand the specifics of the differences between their tribes, but he understood that it was enough that he couldn't just ask Kagome-sensei for tips on how to handle this new girl, Miia.

The problem was that this old couple had a daughter, who'd recently divorced from her husband in the US, so they'd gone abroad to help support her and their grandchildren. That left Miia-san with nowhere to go, so they were in a fix whether to select the girl a new host family or deport her back to her homeland.

Again, there was the problem that Miia was adamant about not returning home. He'd left the care of most of the monsters involved in the exchange program to Sumisu and the other coordinators in the Tokyo area, but from the rumors he heard, Miia-san had thrown a tantrum when her handlers had approached the subject of her deportation.

That's why Sumisu was here. Host families needed to be carefully selected to decide their compatibility with their monster guest, and they didn't just have any lined up at the moment to take Miia-san in.

"So let me get this straight," Tsukune drawled with a note of annoyance in his voice as he pointed to Sumisu-san. "You want me, a known monster to play as the temporary host family for Miia-san while you search for a replacement family for her?" at the confirmation of his understanding of the situation, Sumisu nodded resolutely, smirking at the younger man.

"Don't worry, I've discussed it with the other coordinators in Tokyo and we all agree that with your dual status as a human and a monster then you still qualify for the role of a host family, if only just a temporary one…" she explained patiently to the annoyed vampire in front of her. Tsukune groaned, putting a hand to his forehead in exhaustion.

"Fine, I understand why it's necessary, and placing her in Youkai Academy might be good idea to help her learn to integrate into human society better, but it's not like I can just let her stay in my dorm with me. I'm a married man after all, and besides that point, if she's going to be a student of this academy then that would make me one of her sensei…" he pointed out logically. Sumisu-san's reaction was only to beam at his answer.

"Don't worry about it. Issa-sama and Nurari-sama have already given the confirmation to redesign the rest of the headmaster's wing to better fit her living situation. As her host family, you'll need to stay on hand to help her learn to adjust to human society after all. Besides, the laws of human-monster relations right now will keep her from trying to seduce you…hopefully," she amended unhelpfully.

Tsukune sighed tiredly, and made a half-hearted rude gesture that Sumisu flippantly returned with her own rude gesture to. As much as Sumisu-san's irresponsible personality got on his nerves, she was one of the few humans that he felt totally comfortable with, besides his own birth family, of course.

While their rude gestures to each other might be seen as actions of disdain and disrespect, they were just so comfortable and at ease in each other's presence that the gestures were usually in jest and weren't taken seriously by either of them.

He supposed it made sense. He usually worked alongside Sumisu's MON squad while in Tokyo and if there was a situation that the squad of monster girls couldn't handle alone. He wasn't honestly sure of it, by he figured that the moment that they'd grown this close was after one of their missions when they had to act as security detail for a group of monster grade schoolers on a field trip and a bunch of monster hating bigoted human fanatics had started bombing them with Molotov cocktails. Next thing either of them knew, he was jumping in front of her, bursting into flames as he shielded her with his own body. It was therefore a good thing that he was a Shinso Vampire and could use to power of creation to make his invulnerable body armor to act as a shield. His armor was the only reason why he'd survived that day, after all.

Needless to say, none of his wives were pleased with the human for putting his life in danger like that, but he felt it was worth it, since he'd gained a new friend for his actions.

"Alright, I guess we should get introductions out of the way, right? Send her in," he requested, and Sumisu-san nodded, climbing from her seat and leaving the room momentarily to fetch her ward. When she returned, she was accompanied by a young teenage girl with the upper body of a beautiful human with vibrant red hair and the lower body of a red snake tail.

"Hello, miss, as I'm sure Ms. Smith has told you, I'll be acting as your temporary host family from today forward until we can find you a proper replacement human family. As you can no doubt tell, I'm a monster myself, but I was once a human, and it's this very fact that still makes me qualified to act as your temporary host family. My name is Tsukune Aono-Shuzen, I'm twenty years old, and a vampire," he introduced himself promptly.

He had a strange sinking feeling when he noticed that the teenage lamia's reaction to his short speech was to blush from her face to her chest.

To Be Continued…

Author's Note:

Alright! Finally, we're into the Monster Musume canon. Sorry 'bout they wait. I haven't been motivated to post this chapter, despite the chapter being done for about half a week now. I had only needed to spell and grammar checking the chapter, but wound up putting it off again and again.

The sex will kind of be sparse for the next few chapters. After all, Tsukune's not about to just start sexing up his new monster guests only just after first meeting them, right?

Still, he'll keep having fun with his wives, so…

Anyways, new question: I got a story idea for a Smallville/Rosario + Vampire crossover fic, where Post-season 1 Clark gets accepted into Youkai Academy. My question is, would anyone be interested in this idea?

Anyways, there's not really much else to say. I still want to hear what I should do with Fangfang, you know, though. A little moment of your time would go a long way in that respect.

So, yeah, review, comment, or reply to this chapter and tell me your thoughts! I'd really appreciate it!

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