___ Lala tests her new Love-Link invention on Rito to let them feel each other’s feelings, it links their thoughts and sensations, and they end up spending their first night together as an engaged couple.
___ Rito Yuuki had learned to expect chaos from the moment Lala Satalin Deviluke crashed into his life.
The pink-haired alien princess had a habit of appearing at the worst possible moments, usually with some bizarre invention that turned his ordinary day into a disaster.
But nothing had prepared him for the engagement announcement that somehow made him the future king of an entire planet.
“Rito!” Lala’s cheerful voice echoed through the house as she burst into his room without knocking.
Her usual outfit—a revealing outfit that barely contained her ample boobs—swayed with each bouncy step.
“I made something new!
It’s going to help us get to know each other better!” Rito looked up from his homework, immediately suspicious.
“Lala, what did I say about bringing dangerous inventions into my room?” “It’s not dangerous!” she protested, holding up a small device that looked like a cross between a hair dryer and a ray gun.
“It’s the Love-Link 3000!
It creates a temporary mental connection between two people so they can understand each other’s feelings perfectly!” “That sounds incredibly invasive,” Rito muttered, but Lala was already pointing the device at him with an excited grin.
“Trust me!
It’ll be fun!” She pressed the button before he could protest further.
A pink beam shot out, hitting both of them simultaneously.
Rito felt a strange tingling sensation in his head, followed by an overwhelming rush of emotions that weren’t his own.
Suddenly, he could feel Lala’s excitement, her genuine affection for him, and underneath it all, a burning curiosity about human intimacy.
“Wow,” Lala breathed, her eyes wide.
“I can feel everything you’re feeling too.
You’re…
nervous.
And a little excited.” Rito’s face burned.
“Lala, this is—” “You’re thinking about my boobs,” she said matter-of-factly, tilting her head.
“That’s normal, right?
I mean, they’re right there.” “That’s not— I mean—” Rito stammered, but the mental connection made it impossible to hide his attraction.
He could feel Lala’s amusement mixed with her own growing arousal.
“It’s okay,” Lala said, stepping closer.
“I think about you too.
A lot.
Especially since we’re engaged and everything.” She reached for the hem of her top, pulling it over her head in one smooth motion.
Her boobs bounced free, the pink nipples already hardening in the cool air of his room.
“Lala!” Rito yelped, but he couldn’t look away.
The mental link amplified every sensation—her satisfaction at his reaction, the way the air felt against her exposed skin, the growing heat between her legs.
“You want to touch them,” Lala observed, reading his thoughts.
“Go ahead.
I want you to.” Rito’s hands trembled as he reached out, cupping the soft mounds.
Lala gasped at the contact, the sensation doubled through their connection.
Her nipples pressed against his palms, and he could feel exactly how good it felt for her.
“That feels nice,” she murmured, pressing into his touch.
“Your hands are warm.” The mental link made everything more intense.
Rito could feel Lala’s pleasure as if it were his own, and she could sense his growing arousal.
It created a feedback loop of desire that made them both breathless.
“Rito,” Lala whispered, her voice taking on a husky quality he’d never heard before.
“I want to see all of you too.” She tugged at his shirt, and he helped her remove it.
Her hands explored his chest with curious fascination, and through the link, he felt her appreciation for his body.
When her fingers found his belt, Rito’s breath hitched.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked, even though he could feel her certainty through their connection.
“I’ve been sure since the moment I decided you were going to be my husband,” Lala replied.
She pushed his pants down, and his cock sprang free, hard and aching.
Lala’s eyes widened with interest.
“It’s different from what I expected.
Can I touch it?” Rito nodded, and her fingers wrapped around him experimentally.
The dual sensation—her hand on him and his pleasure through the link—made him groan.
“It’s warm,” Lala observed, stroking slowly.
“And it gets harder when I do this.” She knelt down for a better look, and Rito had to grip the edge of his desk to stay upright.
Through their connection, he could feel her scientific curiosity mixed with genuine desire.
“Lala,” he gasped, “if you keep doing that—” “I want to try something,” she interrupted, standing up.
“The Love-Link 3000 has another function.
It can create physical sensations too.” Before Rito could ask what she meant, Lala pressed another button on the device.
The pink glow intensified, and suddenly Rito could feel phantom sensations—Lala’s fingers on his nipples, her tongue on his neck, her hand between his legs.
“What the—” “It’s sharing physical sensations too,” Lala explained, her voice breathy.
“Everything I feel, you feel.
And everything you feel, I feel.” She pushed him onto the bed and straddled his hips, positioning herself above his cock.
“I want to feel you inside me, Rito.
I want to know what it feels like for both of us.” She lowered herself slowly, taking him inch by inch.
The sensation was overwhelming—the tight heat of her around him, combined with the phantom feeling of being penetrated.
Lala’s boobs bounced as she moved, and Rito reached up to cup them, thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples.
“Oh!” Lala gasped, the dual stimulation making her arch.
“That’s—that’s really good.” She began to move, riding him with increasing confidence.
Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through both of them, amplified by the mental and physical link.
Rito could feel exactly how deep he was inside her, how her inner walls clenched around him, and Lala could feel the way his cock throbbed with each movement.
“Rito,” she moaned, “your hands on my boobs feel amazing.
Don’t stop.” He sat up, taking one nipple into his mouth while his hand worked the other.
Lala’s movements became more frantic, her hips rolling against him as she chased the building pleasure.
The link made everything more intense.
Rito could feel Lala’s approaching orgasm as if it were his own, and she could sense his.
They moved together, lost in the shared sensations.
“I’m close,” Lala gasped, her inner walls fluttering around him.
“Me too,” Rito groaned, his hands gripping her hips.
They came together, the shared orgasm crashing through both of them simultaneously.
Lala’s body shook above him as waves of pleasure rolled through their connected minds.
Afterward, they lay tangled together, the Love-Link 3000’s effects slowly fading.
Lala’s head rested on Rito’s chest, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his skin.
“That was incredible,” she murmured.
“We should do that again.
Maybe with different settings.” Rito laughed weakly.
“Lala, you’re going to be the death of me.” “But what a way to go,” she replied cheerfully, pressing a kiss to his chest.
“Besides, we’re engaged now.
This is normal for engaged couples, right?” Rito wasn’t sure about that, but as Lala snuggled closer, he decided that maybe normal was overrated anyway.