Self-Pleasure
A/N: Wow, thank you everyone for the reviews! I had no idea that this Lemon would be so enjoyed!
Well, like I said, if there were those who actually liked it I would post up Part 2.
So here you go, readers, Chrona's part of the story.
Please, if you're able to read through my perverted writing, leave a review if you can.
Disclaimer: This is merely a fanfic meant for entertainment and none of the characters present belong to me unless I say otherwise.
Note: This takes place a day after Part 1
Warning: This fanfic contains graphic sexual material and anyone who feels uncomfortable about things like that are encouraged to leave now. I get very detailed and am not afraid to use certain sexual aspects, remember that. You have been warned.
This fanfic takes place in the S.E. Anime universe and about three years have passed.
Part 2: A Witch's Curiosity
For three whole years Chrona had never been so happy. She was still considered a traitor by some students of Shibusen, but for the most part she was now considered part of the school, and more importantly, part of the group. She had Maka, her best friend, and the rest of them by her side, and she had Kid, the first person to come up and directly say 'I love you' to her.
The relationship started out awkward, but as time passed the two of them practically became inseparable. Which made Chrona wonder: Why, all of a sudden, Kid's been trying to keep his distance from her? Was he mad at her? Did she do something wrong? She couldn't deal with the thought.
These questions were the reason why the other night Chrona paid a visit to Gallows Mansion. It was Liz who let her in, telling her that her boyfriend was upstairs resting. Chrona knew Kid wouldn't mind if she showed up out of the blue, so she just went to his room. With the door unlocked, she assumed that it was okay to step in.
Then she saw that.
Death the Kid, lying on his bed, doing something with his cock (yeah, she knew what it was…Ragnarok liked to make a lot of those kind of jokes). For some reason he was moaning and letting out strange animalistic sounds, as if he was actually enjoying it. It took her a few minutes to recover from shock of watching that before she could bolt out the door with a red face.
Throughout her life, Chrona had never witnessed something like that. Never has she seen a boy do something like that with his body
Chrona's innocence made her curious of many things, and it didn't help that her lack of knowledge made it harder for her to come up with answers. Medusa only taught her basic education, and Stein spent more time teaching about dissection than he did about anything else, so really she was left clueless, and it bothered her. She just really wanted to know what exactly got Kid to moan like that.
As she sat in on the bed in her 'room', the cell in Shibusen that she has become so fond of, the images of what Kid was doing yesterday night were still in her head. In an attempt to comfort herself, she hugged her pillow tightly against her body.
Chrona had no clue what to do now. She was too embarrassed to talk to Kid about it. Which just made things awkward when they met up in the afternoon for their date. Every time she looked at Kid, the image of him on his bed doing whatever he was doing flashed through her eyes.
And what she couldn't understand at all was that foreign feeling she was getting whenever she remembered that scene. The memory of those pleasured sounds and the way he screamed her name like that- it made a spot between her legs feel sticky and warm- both uncomfortable and extremely pleasant. Too bad Chrona didn't know what it was, or she may have actually liked it.
"Don't tell me you're still thinkin' about Three Stripes,"
Ragnarok spurted out of her back and started to rub her cheeks in an attempt to snap her out of her thoughts. "Ow, Ragnarok!" Chrona let out a whine as she tried to push her weapon away, "Cut it out, I'm not in the mood!"
"Aw, did your little boyfriend scare you yesterday?" Her weapon teased, removing his fists from her face.
"…."
"You know you're getting' worked up over nothing. Boys do that all the time!"
"B-but what is 'that' exactly?"
"…You serious?"
"Yes,"
"Idiot!" Ragnarok suddenly resumed his previous action of rubbing his fists against her cheeks but this time much harder, "Don't tell me you don't know what masturbating is!"
"No, I don't- stop hurting me!" She cried.
"For crying out loud, you're freaking sixteen now, right? How do you NOT know what that is? Better yet, how come you haven't done it yourself?"
"B-but aren't boys the only ones who could do 'that'- ow!"
"Girls can do it too you dumbass!"
After a few minutes of insulting and bullying her in every way possible, Ragnarok finally settled down. "Look, if ya' wanna get rid of that irritated feeling in your pussy, than just lift up dress and take care of yourself!"
Chrona was appalled. She had no idea what he was talking, and the idea of lifting up her dress was insane. "What?"
"Don't make me hit you again!" Ragnarok shrieked.
"Okay, okay!" Chrona cried, covering her head. "Damn you're such a weakling," Ragnarok started letting out a series of mumbles, something about her being a dumbass teen, before slipping back inside her.
Chrona fidgeted a bit, sitting on her bed, back against the headboard, and her pillow held close. Ragnarok said that whatever Kid did, girls can do it too. It seemed like it felt good, Kid made it sound that way, but it still felt awkward.
Well…Whatever this 'masturbating' was, it had to be better than Ragnarok constantly hitting her for the rest of the night.
Hesitantly letting go of her pillow, Chrona reach down and rolled up her dress. Ragnarok didn't say how high it was supposed to go, but something in her told her to go high enough until she sees panties.
For some reason, as she did this, her breathing became more erratic and she couldn't help but feel excited about something. Is this how Kid felt?
The fire between her legs was getting stronger and stronger once she stopped pulling up the dress. She had this strange urge to reach down and touch something there, but it just seemed so embarrassing she couldn't bring herself to do it at first. Weren't the lower regions always considered insanitary? It seemed, well, disturbing and dirty to put your hand down there…
It was than the image of Kid touching his own self flashed through her head; reminding her that if he could do it without having a neurotic break down, than she could too.
Spreading her legs a bit and closing her eyes, too embarrassed to watch herself actually do this, Chrona slipped her right hand into her panties, taking note how hot it felt there. Experimenting, she slid her middle finger up a slit of some kind, realizing that this is where the wet feeling was coming from. Her legs started twitching a bit when she came in contact with a nub of some kind.
A pain shot through her body forcing her to remove contact as she let out a cry. Was that supposed to happen?
She tried this once again, and like the first try the touch caused strange pain, but it was then she realized that touching the nub actually felt really good despite the pain.
It was…Intoxicating- she wanted more of it. Her breathing was haggard and her cheeks were dark and hot, it was all so new.
After another minute or so of touching, she found a way that made her keen in pleasure. Switching between her index and middle finger, she was able to rub the little nub at a fast pace, the feeling coming from it being amazing. It still hurt a bit, but it wasn't a painful hurt, it wasn't like getting hit in the face. No, the hurt was almost pleasurable.
As Chrona kept on rubbing it, her legs were twitching in response, she had to try and keep herself in place the whole time. The fire was raging, the heat flowing all over her body making her feel sweaty. It was all so foreign, but wonderful. The entire world seemed to have disappeared as her focus was mainly on stimulating more of this sensation.
She thought of Kid, the picture of him lying on his bed as she watched him move his hand up and down his manhood. Chrona could still remember the way he moaned, making her wonder what he was thinking about. When he screamed her name in such ecstasy, it made her wonder if it was her all along.
"Mmm!" Chrona tried to hold in this scream, keeping it as an irritated hum. The memory of Kid pleasuring himself was enough to bring up the fire to a high. Just imagining him in such a position- clothes off, breathing erratic, eyes screwed shut, cheeks flush, his body covered in sweat- it was so…Hot. Did Kid picture her like this too?
Chrona started to curl her toes as she felt a desperate need to close her thighs together, leaning back into the metal headboard. Her body seemed to have become hotter, so in an attempt to cool herself off a bit she unbuttoned her collar with her other hand. It felt like forever since she started this, but in reality it had only been about ten minutes. She was getting tired with moving her fingers so fast, but she needed to quench this raging desire. She never knew one could pleasure themselves like this.
Chrona continued this movement, her fingers rubbing the nub quickly. At times she would slide down to feel what seemed to be a wet 'hole', her fingers accidentally slipping inside causing a much stranger feeling to tingle through. She barely noticed how she was wetter than before.
All that really mattered was satisfying this overwhelming need. Despite her hand already hurting Chrona moved her fingers faster, rubbing against the nub at a pleasurable speed. This made her jerk her hips a bit. Faster-faster-faster- she was getting closer to her limit. Whatever heat was building up inside of her felt like it too was going to burst out.
"Ah!" She arched her back as she let out this scream, her other hand clenching the blanket below her tightly. It wasn't like the terrified scream she would use whenever attacking with Ragnarok though. It was more like a scream of delight, something she couldn't hold back because it actually felt good to let it out. The fiery feeling seemed to have exploded, her body shaking as she felt as if she was releasing something down below. She couldn't think or do anything other than sit there and wait for her body to stop with the pleasurable spasms.
Once it all ended, Chrona was practically exhausted. Her body ached all over- making her wonder if she could ever do that again.
A somewhat-satisfying feeling just came over her; her eyes were even half-lidded because she was so tired. There was a strange scent in the air and she could feel beads of sweat running down her face, but she could handle it (surprisingly). Right now, she felt relaxed, like she could fall asleep in peace, yet at the same time she felt like she needed something more.
"Kid-kun…" Chrona mumbled his name, an alluring image of him being drawn in her head. Something about him made the fire below light up again, and she couldn't hold back a soft moan. Right now, for some reason, he was the one she wanted to see the most. Chrona even thought she could see a mix of black and white standing by her door. She needed him that much, huh?
…Wait…
Chrona's eyes widened in frightened realization, and she immediately sat up, despite her aching body. Grabbing her pillow and covering her exposed self, she was too embarrassed and shocked to say anything to the person standing there.
Right there, at the door, was no illusion. Death the Kid, blush and sweat clear on his face, was staring her way with wide eyes as if what he had just witnessed was unbelievable.
A/N: Oh-ho-ho-ho- now this is when things start getting hot. The next, and final, part features the two lovebirds finally getting some action. It was kind of hard to write from a girl's perspective in truth, especially since I made Chrona a total virgin who hasn't even heard of sex. If this part was unsatisfying, well don't worry, Part Three is when the good stuff comes in!
Now, if you guys would like the third part than please leave a review and tell me what you think.
Thank you for reading!
I would like to apologize to those who couldn't read this because it scarred them, I'm sorry.
