So, this is the end. Fuck disclamers and fuck everyone who didn't read this. I love this story and god damn I ship this pairing so hard because of you Spazzu. FFF I WANT MY VOCALOIDS.
Please note that there is a lot of sex in this chapter.
"Let's go play a game," Yako stated as Gilbert sat up, looking a little miffed with his wife's not caring about his pain. "Really now, you want to play a game when I just got hurt like that?" She only smiled a creepy, sickly sweet smile. "F-fine…" He looked away, wishing he had a way to escape the fate he knew he was going to receive by the hands of the Carpet Ball.
RULES OF CARPET BALL
-There are seven balls
-To win, you must get all of your opponent's balls into the hole before they do it to you.
-In Sudden Death, you must put ONE ball on the arena each, to be volleyed into the goal. If it goes on like this, both getting them in, then it will go as a tie.
-Please don't hit your opponents with the ball, it hurts very much.
Gilbert looked at the little thing of rules written with a sharpie on the side of one of the arenas. People threw the Pool balls to the others, trying to knock them in. One girl seemed to be very popular, and good at it. "She's won like, thirty games, it's crazy." Everyone seemed to enjoy watching, and there was a line. "Are you gonna play General?" Gilbert asked as he watched the brunette girl win yet another game.
"Of course!" She smiled widely. "It's one of the best things to do to waste time. And you get to know the other people." She quickly got in line, Gilbert following behind. "You gotta beware though." She whispered as the line moved. "Pop Flies can hit you in the face, or anywhere else." He winced, thinking of the soccer ball. "S-so, you're saying I could get hit in the balls again. She just nodded.
Time passed and people played more and more, excitement bursting forth from other players, and Gilbert was becoming excited to play this Carpet Ball. When it was Yako's turn, he was surprised to see she was so good at handling other people's balls. She won the round easily, and he found himself having to play against her. Gilbert stood at the other side. "I'll go easy on you." She said with a smile, cracking her knuckles. He blinked, trying not to think of what could happen as he set up his balls in a formation.
Yako did go easy on him, till he accidently got three of her balls at once. He paled as Yako aimed a ball and it hit a bump, launching in the air and hitting Gilbert in the face. He fell back onto the wood chipped ground, getting a bloody nose. Yako rushed over, trying hard not to laugh, watching people gather around, knowing they'd have to go to the hospital.
"I'm so sorry Gilbert." Yako apologized over and over, petting his head. He growled softly as he lay in the bed. "I'm so tired of getting hit in places. Fuck my balls hurt still." He adjusted how he sat, biting his lip. He needed some ice, some beer and maybe a good fuck to calm him down. "I do love you Yako, I really do, but god damn that really hurt." She giggled and leaned over, kissing his cheek. He smiled a little before pulling her into the bed, grinning like crazy. "Well General, since we're alone, lets have a little fun~" She growled and punched him in the stomach. "What if I don't want to huh?" She growled softly, sitting in his lap. "Well, why don't you just get your jollies off me then?" She smirked as her fingers slid down to his chest. "And if I 'get my jollies' what will you do for me~?" She asked, purring deeply.
Gilbert pulled her into a fierce kiss and she had to comply, her body shivering and aching for him. She lifted her skirt, exposing the fact she had no panties on, making Gilbert squirm a little bit. "Now now, General, you're dirty~" He chuckled, swiping two fingers between her legs, collecting the sweetness that had gathered from her arousal. She purred in delight and rubbed herself against him, knowing exactly what to do with him. She'd be terrible to him, stopping when he wanted her the most, or molesting him in the most inappropriate times, though he was guilty of that crime as well.
As punishment he pressed two fingers inside her, listening to her moan and falter, and squirm as he fingered her, sliding in and out, driving her even more crazy. She was bucking into his fingers when he decided to take her. Sliding the blankets away, he watched her almost tear his pants off, glad they let him wear normal clothes. His member was throbbing, red, eleven inches of glory. Oh Yako loved this thing, she'd milk it dry if it didn't kill her after four or five hours. But hey, beggars can't be choosers.
Quickly moving, she pushed him into her, sliding down, the lubrication he had got her to making feel like even better than normal. "A-ah." Her breaths came in and out quickly, body becoming more and more sensitive as she reached her first orgasm. He gave a quick thrust and she came over him, lubricating him more. He took a gentle hold of her hips, making sure not to hold her too tight. "G-gilbert…" She whimpered, eyes glazed with lust as her husband fucked her full. He only smiled and slid her deeper, making her arch again. He kept the pace slow till she reached her second, than third orgasm. His pace increased, making her breasts gently bounce with gravity.
She was whimpering his name, drool falling from her lips as he kept going, harder and harder, the level of her voice increasing to almost a new octave as she reached her sixth orgasm. Now came the hard part. His previous record was fifteen orgasms in one play, and he planned on betting that record. He had to get at least twenty. He could feel his own first orgasm starting to well and he had to pull out, giving Yako a chance to take control, slamming herself down on him, making the silver haired man moan her name and cum inside her, his seed spilling from her frail frame and down her thighs and onto him. He growled and switched positions, pushing her down onto her knees and thrusting inside her, bending her over.
By the tenth orgasm he knew was a little spent, slowly thrusting inside her, making the poor girl whimper and cry with just a gentle thrust. He had gotten her to cum this much, the blond girl reaching up and pulling him down for a kiss, pushing her tongue in. He let her dominate for now, knowing he could take control back just as easily. A thought crossed his mind and he began to smile, knowing what he could do next. Pulling out slowly –much to Yako's dismay – he pushed into her front, earning a sharp cry from the girl. "Gi-gilbert what are you doing?!" She protested, and he silenced her with a kiss.
She only protested from the pain, whimpering and crying into his mouth till all was inside her. She felt the burning sensation of her being stretched, but soon it started to melt away as pleasure set in, Gilbert's fingers sliding over her clit and inside her. She moaned in surprise when he began to move, only taking a little out and pushing back in, knowing the girl wouldn't take it if he went too hard.
By orgasm fifteen they were at it like dogs. Gilbert had bitten Yako a few times to shut her up as he slammed relentlessly into her backside, three fingers in her front, while Yako –being shorter – could grab at his balls and squeeze them. The albino had already came three times, but he was still ready to go, knowing he would be done when she reached twenty. He would some times deny her sex when he knew that he'd get something like this. She arched and cried, earning more bites and nips as he thrust inside her. She tightened herself around him, quickly getting dominance and she rode him, giving him a full view of entrance dripping with his seed and her own juices as she reached her nineteenth orgasm.
"It's so good to be home~" Yako purred as she looked at a sore, though satisfyingly fucked, Gilbert. He looked content as she, eyes closed as the bus slowly rolled back to the their school, other buses already come and gone, dropping their students off. After being let out of the hospital –and reaching a new record of twenty five orgasms – Yako and Gilbert had to say good bye to the camp, along with the other students. There were laughs, love and a ton of sex. "So," Gilbert began, eyes still closed, a hand snaking up her thigh. "What do you want to do next year?"