WARNING! LEMONS AHEAD, MATEY!
Nike & Gunnar: Chapter 1
"Ughhhh!" A familiar voice sounded. "I'm graduating, and I don't have ONE SINGLE HUBBY to mate with?" Nike Mimi Tithel looked downhearted as she walked with Gunnar around the town where they got off the bus. They had nowhere to go as alchemists. They decided to travel together until they found something (or in Nike's case, SOMEOENE) to do. Suddenly, Nike gasped. "W-Wait, what if I'm-? What if the guys noticed I was a virgin?" She yelled at the top of her lungs, and the people around her looked at her with their mouths gaped. "Gun-chan!"
"Hm…"
"I need training!" She decided on the spot. "Gun-chan!" Nike turned towards him with a blush on her face. "Please-! Be my sex partner!" Gunnar, as an anime-styled game character, would usually have a look of astonishment, embarrassment and pure horror on his face. However, Gunnar was different from most anime-styled characters. He grinned softly and looked at her with deep eyes.
"No problem."
"E-Eh…? How do you use these…?" Both naked in the bed at Nike's rented house, Nike tried to fiddle with the condoms.
"You don't have to put it on for me, you know."
"No!" She shook her head. "This is training! I mean, some guys might find that sexy. And also, if I don't know how to put a condom on a guy, they'll know I'm inexperienced!" Nike looked up at him. "Gunnar, have you done this before?"
"No. I'm a virgin, the same as you." He said proudly, "But at least I know how to put it on."
"OK, are you ready?" He asked, his body above hers.
"Y-Yeah…! I'm no longer a pure maiden after this…!" She confirmed with him, her body trembling a bit. Gunnar looked down at her naked body. He took his large, manly hand and stroked her feminine curvy waist, then moved over the lower part of her stomach. "Kya…!" She whimpered softly, a red, feverish blush on her face.
"Now are you ready?" He smirked at her.
"Yes…!" She looked up at him like an animal, Her body emitted the fragrance that she wanted to mate. She wrapped her arms around his neck and felt his strong muscles, very toned from all of his workouts.
"I'm not stopping." He licked his lips seductively, and began thrusting himself into her.
"Ah…!" She yelped. "Ah! Ah! Ahhh…! Stop…! Gun-ch-! Ahh…!" As if a hot plasma had entered her throat, it became hard to breathe. Nike felt like she was suffocating, but… It felt so good…! "No…! More…! More…!" She begged to him, and he fell on top of her. Gunnar kissed her breast gently, and then her breast bone, and then, finally, her lips, giving her a deep, adult kiss. She was surprised at first, but then kept doing it with him. Everything felt so amazing…! After doing it for so long, each taking a turn at the physical labor, they both became tired. Nike fell asleep with her cheek against Gunnar's chest, and he placed his arm far stretched out in the Queen sized bed.
And so this ritual continued on for at least a month. Every night when each got back from their part time jobs, they ate dinner, washed up, and then they went to the bed for their pleasure. Every night it got better and better. Nike didn't leave Gunnar to please her all the time… She had some other "methods" to please him now.
Gunnar started smoking an herbal alchemic cigarette in the afterglow. These cigarretes weren't bad for you at all, however; they were said to increase your magical power immensely. The problem with them which made almost nobody smoke them was that they're herbal flavor was crazily strong (some people had actually knocked out on the first smoke). For Gunnar however, this was no feat.
"Hey, Nike." He sat up in the bed against the headboard, while Nike lay down on the bed on her belly with her hands on the pillow under her chin.
"Hm?"
"Shouldn't you be going to find a mating partner soon?" He asked. Nike felt a sting in her chest all of a sudden.
"Y-Yeah."
"I mean, you've gotten pretty good at this."
"What time was this now…?"
"About the 53rd or so." He puffed out a smoke ring, and Nike closed her eyes.
"Oh…" She said quietly. "I was so lost in the moment that I lost count."
"Here, Gun-chan." On an outing for fun together, Nike placed an earring up to his ear.
"What's this?" Gunnar asked with curiosity.
"Can't you tell? It's an earring. They look kind of like needles. I like them. They don't stand out too much, and they're cool-looking." She passed him one as she grabbed the receipt for her purchase. "See? You wear yours on your right ear, and I'll wear mine on my left."
"What's it for?" He fastened the gold earring to his ear where his silver stud had once been.
"As… Thanks." Nike quickly turned around in her navy blue top with loose sleeves and jean shorts.. "You're training me, and paying half the rent to stay at the house. Not to mention you're always company at meal time, or shopping, or movies, or… Anything!" She smiled.
"But you know, Nike…" He paused and took his hand to jingle the earring on her left ear, at which she blushed at little at his touch. "We look like we have a couple look going." Once again, her heart stung.
"D-Don't be stupid!" She laughed off his assumption. "It's like those lockets for teenage girls. You know? One person has "friends" and one has "forever"…" She said, although she didn't sound exactly confident in her answer.
"Nike." He said her name, and she turned around. "Thanks." Nike blushed at Gunnar's kind smile and started walking in front of him.
"Why…?" She exclaimed in her head. "How? How did I fall in love with him? We were only supposed to be sex partners, that was it…" Suddenly, her stomach began to ache. "I-I feel sick, Gun-chan…" She gurgled her words. "I'm gonna head home first."
"Do you need me to bring you?"
"Nono! It's fine! I'm good." And so she power walked home.
Why Sarah? Why is there so much lemon in this? ...Because Nike and Gunnar are those kind of people. Nike is the kind of person who would do anything to get her hubbys, and Gunnar is crazy and tries anything.
