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Chapter 3: Become One
"I remember." As if Ragna could forget their sudden and unexpected kiss born from the desire to simply be with someone. Nu had shown up at his front door in tears and thrown her arms around him without prelude a few days after moving out after their first highschool semester. He recalled her blotchy cheeks and puffy eyes, fearing her tears would turn to blood if she didn't stop crying. Only four days had passed since he bought his own place; he assumed Nu missed him and wanted him to move back even though they went to the same damn school. She was a bit clingy, but Ragna didn't take it personally since Nu just wanted to fill the void in her life caused by the emotional loss of her parents.
Greed could turn even the sweetest person sour; there was a reason it was considered one of humanity's deadly sins. During the course of his life Ragna had watched many people drive themselves mad in pursuit of money and status, and apparently the Vermillions were among those ranks. From Noel's reminiscing he learned her parents had been very affectionate and compassionate once upon a time. They had inherited a small artisanal perfume and accessory shop in Kazumotsu, a true family business whose name never became widespread. They were happy just making enough to get by, but then a larger company offered them a partnership, successfully distributing their products to a broader market. The sudden influx of profit had a profound effect on the Vermillions, changing them from the humble, loving parents Noel, Nu and Lambda had grown up with into cold, selfish people they no longer recognized, so the three girls moved out. Sometime later they suggested coming home in order to inherit the family business and restore its roots, but that conversation had ended on anything but a happy note.
Nu and Ragna's impromptu kiss had occurred after she told him some of the awful things her parents said to their own daughters. Ragna wasn't so heartless as to send her away when she clearly needed to be comforted, so the two of them sat on his couch where he held her until she stopped crying. Then, out of nowhere, Nu asked him to kiss her. He didn't understand why she wanted it but she kept asking until he finally obliged. It wasn't a particularly lengthy or passionate kiss but those few seconds left him wanting more, gnawing at his conscience. Ragna knew it was completely wrong, predatory even, to take advantage of Nu's emotional turmoil. In retrospect he should have insisted that a physical connection wasn't what she needed at that moment, but he couldn't bring himself to say the words. What he wanted then was to trap her in his arms and claim more than just her lips.
That feeling had now returned and it was much stronger than before, almost unbearable. "Nu, this is wrong," Ragna managed to say. He gripped the couch cushions in an attempt to restrain his inner beast. His eyes flicked to her mouth and the desire to taste it again made his heart pound so hard he felt it in his ears.
"Why is this wrong? Is Ragna seeing someone?" Nu asked, wide-eyed. He turned his head, but as he did she pushed his collar aside to reveal some faint bruises left by Kokonoe during the night before her departure. Nu eased back to his knees, dismayed. "Ragna really is seeing someone else."
His heart sunk. He needed to get out of here now, yesterday even, but… those eyes, that body. Shit. "I don't consider her my girlfriend or nothin'. I just came here to relax and get my mind off things. I'm not looking for anything serious either, and after everything that happened with you and your folks, I don't see how this…" Ragna couldn't. Nu came here to get away from her problems, some peace and quiet. Same for him now. He couldn't fuck her. And how she approached him seemed more than just a rash impulse like him and Kokonoe. But he wasn't looking for anything serious like that. Ragna felt like he should've just said yes, he was seeing someone else, but he didn't want to lie to Nu.
"Then how can this be wrong if it feels right?" Nu shifted forward, her face drawing closer while Ragna's head dropped back into the leather cushion until it could go no farther. Her hands splayed across his chest, her breasts increasing the pressure. Ragna couldn't formulate a response to her query as he surrendered to her intent. He had one more fleeting thought that he should leave but it vanished when he looked into her eyes and found her silent plea for him to stay. He placed his hands on Nu's hips in an attempt to push her off, yet his futile resistance came to an end when her lips landed on his, tension both mounting dissipating as he pulled her closer.
Nu sighed happily into the kiss, grinding against his erection and reveling in the waves of pleasure that rippled through her body. Ragna's tongue flicked her lips and she gladly invited him in, though she didn't reciprocate the action just yet. His hands rose to cup her cheeks as he kissed her with fervor, Nu's sighs becoming little moans as she took the brave plunge into his mouth with her own tongue. There was no coming back from this moment. Nu was stubborn; when she wanted something she did everything in her power to obtain it, and Ragna was her current goal.
Ragna's breath hitched when she began dry humping him in an attempt to ease her arousal, but that only made it more unbearable for both of them. His hands slid from her waist to her ass, the firmness of his grip eliciting a little gasp, and their kisses became lustful and needy, her soft lips and sweet mouth intoxicating him. Ragna had to admit he was surprised by Nu's skill since she'd never had a boyfriend and he'd been her first and only kiss… unless he assumed wrong. A sudden flame burned within him and he panicked fanning it out. It was unlike Kokonoe. That wasn't lust…. Shit. Ragna quickly discarded the coming emotion he swore never to breed. No matter how hard he tried to douse the flame, it only grew brighter, more intense. Fuck!
Nu gasped again when Ragna abruptly dominated the kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth. She managed to match his intensity, her hands roving his chest while moans, sighs, and the smacking of their lips filled the room. She whimpered when Ragna managed to restrain her tongue and sucked on it while shifting his lower body to rub his cock against the hot, wet mess he could feel through layers of clothing, the sensation nearly bringing him to climax right then and there. Ragna returned his focus to Nu's sweet mouth with the goal of coaxing more moans from her. He didn't have to wait long, catching his name as it passed her lips and bucking his hips at the sound of it.
Nu uncoiled her tongue from his and pulled back to vocalize what he had also in mind. "There isn't enough space here." She stood up with a blush. "Let's go to Nu's room."
Ragna followed her, feeling skittish as if this were the first time a woman had invited him into her room for sex. He closed the door and turned his attention to Nu as she anxiously awaited his approach, swaying and twiddling her fingers. He couldn't help but smile at how cute she looked, a total contrast to her demeanor on the couch. Perhaps the reality of the situation finally set in?
Nu gulped as the distance between them gradually lessened. His mouth slanted over hers, the kiss just as fierce as the last. Ragna removed her tank top and pushed her skirt down, a puddle of fabric forming at her feet. He took a moment to admire the blue ensemble, the fact that he could see her hard nipples through the cups making his cock twitch. Nu blushed harder beneath his stare. "Does Ragna like what he sees?"
"Definitely."
"Nu is happy. Ragna did come here to relax, right?" The words flowed from her mouth like honey, sweet and soothing, then she sunk to her knees while unbuckling his belt. She kept glancing up at him as she took her time freeing the bulge in his pants. Ragna wanted her to hurry up, frowning and pushing his hips forward, but she ignored him. Leisurely fingers pulled the leather through each loop until she tossed it aside. She loosened the button and pulled his zipper down, gasping when his excited member sprang forth before reaching the final tooth. Precum beaded on his slit, and Nu felt embarrassed by her lack of knowledge regarding male anatomy.
Due to not having experienced many basic interactions with the opposite gender, it made perfect sense that Nu had never seen a penis before and so remained speechless for a minute, mildly daunted by Ragna's size. Eventually she steeled herself, excitement surging through her when she looked up to find him staring back at her with anticipation and desire evident in his eyes; Nu determined to provide the pleasure Ragna sought. Nu slowly wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and took as much of it into her mouth as possible, lips framing his massive girth. His breathing stuttered when her head began bobbing and her grip tightened a little.
His arousal tasted both salty and bitter, an addicting flavor she wanted more of, so she sucked harder to retrieve his essence. She experimented with her tongue, swirling it over the head of his cock and licking along his shaft, receiving some deep groans for her efforts. Ragna planted a hand behind her head as his own dropped back, embarrassing moans escaping his lips when Nu relaxed and took him deeper, his tip reaching her throat. The noises he made urged her on and succeeded in soaking her panties, prompting her to prepare for her own release when Ragna's dick twitched to warn her of his approaching climax.
Two of her fingers slipped into her weeping cunt, establishing a rhythm she matched to her oral ministrations as the hand around Ragna's cock squeezed harder. He reactively thrust into her mouth, shuddering at the sensation of saliva and excess precum running down his balls, and then his hips bucked when Nu sucked only on the head of his dick while her tongue lapped at the slit, free hand zealously stroking his length. "F-fuck!" Ragna managed to vocalize as his fingers tangled in her hair, nearly tearing it out. Nu hummed his name, the vibration too much for him to handle. In the fleeting seconds before his climax he considered pulling out at the risk of her choking on his load, but he really didn't want to.
He glanced down to find her crimson eyes peering up at him, their inherent innocence now darkened by wanton lust. His balls suddenly tightened as they dispensed his orgasm, Ragna singing her praises while shoving his cock even further down her throat. Nu's eyes widened as she tried her best to swallow every ounce of his sticky spunk, deciding she didn't mind the taste of it either, but dear god was there a lot of it. Ragna held her against his crotch until he was certain he had finished coming, then he released her and she sat back to take the weight off her knees. Nu then opened her mouth for Ragna to behold. Knowing she had swallowed every drop of his semen made his erection return, then his mouth actually watered when he caught her hand slipping between her thighs.
Ragna noticed that her fingers were already glistening from having dove into her sex while she sucked him off, and he practically drooled at the opportunity to watch her masturbate. Nu spread her legs, her movements utterly captivating. She exuded faint moans that made his pulse quicken; although Ragna wasn't the one being pleasured his body reacted as if it were, like they were connected. Nu's increase in volume was the first sign of her climax, her plunging fingers the next. Within moments she screamed his name, the sound almost making him come again. Nu didn't notice his reaction as she rode out her orgasm with her eyes closed, fingers gradually slowing while her limbs turned to jelly.
The very last aspect of Ragna's sanity, the voice that told him to be gentle with Nu and treat her with care, vanished. It was replaced by the beast commanding him to rip her apart, devour and ravage her body while he took whatever he wanted, leaving her unable to discern left from right.
The beast had been unleashed.
Ragna scooped Nu up off the floor and tossed her onto her own bed where she watched him undress with bated breath, though she didn't receive much of a show as he shed his black slacks with a single push and simply pulled his white button-down over his head. Not a moment later he was on top of her practically ripping off her lingerie, blue bra and panties joining his clothes on the floor. For the first time in over four months Ragna drank in the form of a nude woman that wasn't on the other side of his phone screen. Nu's breasts vied for attention but he didn't want to get ahead of himself, claiming her mouth first.
Ragna swooped down to thrust his tongue between her eagerly-parted lips. Nu was no match for his vigor, squeezing her eyes shut as she let him do as he willed, whimpering and moaning while he plundered her mouth without remorse. She gasped when he finally tore himself away only to trail hot, wet kisses down her neck, occasionally nipping hard enough to leave little red marks indicating that she belonged to him now. He followed the curve to her shoulder, planting a kiss there before arriving at her breasts. Ragna groped them with vicious hands, urged on his inner beast.
"Does Ragna still think this is wrong?" Nu yelped when he bit her nipple as punishment for the smarmy remark, but then he set about soothing it with his lips and tongue. While he fondled her other breast his free hand slipped down between her thighs, middle fingers encountering a veritable pool of liquid desire before they pushed inside to be enveloped by muscles tight from her previous self-induced orgasm. His longer, larger digits made Nu mewl and writhe beneath him. Ragna returned his mouth to hers to feed on the sounds, gorging himself when they increased in volume in response to the pad of his thumb stroking her sensitive nub. Nu felt her climax drawing near; all it took was the slightest increase in the speed of his thrusting fingers to send her over the edge.
She came in a convulsing mess of undulating hips and screams that would have alerted the neighbors had Ragna not devoured them. Nu clung to him for dear life, fingernails leaving tiny crescents on his back. He abandoned her lips so she could breathe properly instead of hyperventilating, then he sat back to examine his handiwork. Nu's pale body was covered by a sheen of sweat visible in the moonlight streaming through the bedroom window, and the sight of her glistening sex went straight to his dick.
Ragna barely gave her time to recover as he bent her knees and ran his shaft between her labia, hip thrusts increasing to a feverish pace as each swipe sent surges of pleasure through both of them. After a thorough exchange of personal lubricants Ragna positioned his tip at her entrance and slowly pushed inside. His size made Nu wince a little, but it was also a good hurt that elicited a lengthy moan, her back arching while he buried himself to the hilt. Ragna muttered a curse as her taut muscles squeezed him from every angle, little contractions shooting through his cock like bolts of lightning. He took a moment to gather his bearings while Nu relaxed, willing himself not to get off on the pressure alone.
A little tear born of both pain and joy escaped the corner of Nu's eye. Having Ragna inside her was exactly what she wanted, what she'd dreamed of, the two of them finally becoming one. She sucked her teeth when Ragna carefully pulled back, expression strained while he attempted to adapt to her constricted passage. Nu watched him advance and retreat a few times at a rate that made her wonder if he feared breaking her. "Ragna, go faster…" she pleaded.
He complied without hesitation, plunging into her heat and relishing the noises she exuded. Ragna's attention fell to her breasts and how they bounced with every forward stroke, summoning his hands once more so he could tweak her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, as if she needed additional stimulation. Nu's mind reeled as she came shortly after; although not as intense as the previous one her pelvic muscles now held Ragna in a vice-like grip. He fucked her even harder, pushing her toward the headboard with each unrelenting thrust, reducing her to a sweating, shuddering mass with almost no strength left in her body.
Ragna noticed she'd gone mostly limp and decreased his frantic rhythm, moving his hands down to her hips to hold her in place. Nu laboriously opened her eyes, drinking in his sweaty form through a haze of satisfaction. She admired his defined pectorals and abs, wondering just how long they had taken him to acquire, then tracked the V-shape of his hips pointing directly to the cock embedded in her. The shape of his body was enough to elicit a fresh wave of arousal. Nu reached for him and Ragna descended instantly, his weight on her chest as he studied her enraptured expression. "Too much?" he asked with a slight smirk.
She shook her head. "Nu can handle it. Keep going."
Raising a dubious eyebrow at her projected confidence, Ragna slipped one hand beneath Nu's sweat-drenched lower back and looped his other arm around her shoulders, holding her so close there was almost no room for air between their bodies. She wrapped her limbs around him in turn, the breathy moans gliding past his ear spurring him right back to his previous pace. Nu quivered and keened beneath him, her fingers struggling to hold on since Ragna perspired just as much as her, so her solution was to dig her nails into his back and rake them down his spine. The sharp pain prompted him to go faster; he fucked into her as deeply as possible, hammering her entrance with the assistance of her rapid counter-rhythm. "Fuck!" Ragna shouted as he came, his voice mingling with Nu's cry of ecstasy. He rode out his orgasm against her bucking hips, painting her insides just as white as he had her throat.
He sat up and withdrew his cock from her snatch to jerk the rest of it onto her stomach, strings of semen sticking to her skin. One spurt managed to reach her breasts, Nu's nostrils flaring in response to the strong scent. His ejaculate finally ceased when he decorated her navel with the last drop. Their staggered breathing returned to normal as they returned from the apex of their tryst. In the afterglow Ragna realized with a sinking feeling that he hadn't pulled out, far too used to finishing inside like he did with Kokonoe since she was on the pill.
Ragna regarded Nu nervously. "Hey, was today a good day for this?" Nu realized what he meant when she ran one finger over her seed-leaking cunt and blushed. Her prolonged silence made his heart beat faster in anxiety, but then she smiled reassuringly.
"Today was a good day for Nu."
He exhaled in relief. "Thank God… Sorry about that, Nu. I should've asked before we got started in here."
"It's ok. Even if it wasn't, Nu wouldn't mind." Ragna's cheeks burned at the implication. Nu rolled over onto her stomach and presented her ass to him. "And Nu still wants more. Please, Ragna…"
He laughed. "You really are one hell of a slave driver, ain't ya?" Ragna couldn't believe Nu still had the strength to move. He expected her to conk out, but she was literally rearing for another round and he certainly wasn't about to deny her.
Nu felt him draw near, his presence looming over her back. He knelt behind her, gripped her hips, and straddled her. With a self-satisfied grunt her only warning, Ragna shoved himself inside of her. Nu gripped the sheets as her cavity burned and stretched, gasping when he finally bottomed her out. Ragna wallowed inside her for a bit, relishing the glorious sensation.
With a grunt he extracted to his tip then jammed himself back in, eliciting another gasp. Nu clung to the mattress even more tightly, her shuddering body and imploring tone fodder for Ragna's debased thoughts. The notion of rending any trace of purity she had left quickened his pace. Her whimpers soon transitioned to moans, discomfort giving way to the bliss she felt for indulging her carnal desires.
Their fluids muddled, forming an intoxicating scent that wafted up his nose. Mixed essences dribbled down Nu's thighs and pooled on the bedsheets; knowing he caused such a mess drove Ragna to a state of reckless abandon. The utterly lurid sound of his crotch meeting her ass in a series of wet slaps combined with Nu's high-pitched moaning was music to his ears, and Ragna began pulling her hips back as he thrust forward. Nu screamed his name, her voice hoarse after praising him like some messiah for most of the night. Her fleshy orifice pulsed around him with each incessant pound; he couldn't get enough of the feeling. Ragna breathed deeply and raggedly while racing toward what he knew would be his final orgasm, and it would fill her to the brim.
Sweat coated Nu's back but Ragna didn't care, draping himself over her so he could capture her breasts in his hands and tease her nipples. Half-formed words tumbled from her trembling lips, his name the only thing he discerned among the babble. Nu felt as if she were on fire, every nerve ending currently connected to Ragna scorched by primal lust, and she could do little more than let him finish ravaging her. Her voice, her scent, and the intense heat surrounding his cock eventually brought him to climax which he unloaded with deep, satisfied moan of his own.
He turned her over to study her bemused expression, savoring every detail. Despite being in slight daze Nu managed to extend her arms like she wanted to hug him. He settled atop her, giving her a kiss much softer than any they'd exchanged previously; no tongue, no biting, just a gentle press of his lips. Ragna then took Nu up and strode into the bathroom, filling up the tub before setting himself into the basin. Nu sat on his lap and leaned back on him, smiling with a strong blush.
"Finally, Nu and Ragna became one. Nu dreamed of this day for a long time…"
"Did you now?" he queried.
"Mhm. Nu is so happy that Ragna was the one who took her first."
Ragna exhaled deeply. Become one, eh? He chuckled lowly, "You're a piece of work, you know that?"