Breaking

I duck as Sheele slashes at me, slipping under it and slashing upward at her, her other blade blocking it. In the few days we've been training, she's gotten good fighting with her blades separate. Terrifyingly good, actually. She's almost better now than she was with a single weapon.

I flip into the air over her, flipping and kicking down at her, only for her to step out of the way, slashing at me. Her blade crashes into mine and I sail backward, crashing into a tree hard, grunting and sliding to the ground, groaning as my head tries to remember which way is up. After a couple of seconds, I slowly push myself up, leaning heavily on my sword and shake my head, struggling to steady myself. Sheele sighs, sliding her blades into the two sheathes on her back, one of which I made when we got back to our hideout, then walks over to me, taking an arm over her shoulders and helping me back toward the castle. I sigh, sheathing my own sword as we go. By the time we reach the door, I can walk on my own again, so I pull the door open, allowing her through first before following. Everyone else is away scouting and meeting up with members of the Rebellion, leaving us to guard the hideout while Sheele trains to wield her weapon properly all over again. As such, we have the entire castle to ourselves.

"So, what do you want to do now?" Sheele asks.

"I'm not sure," I say. "I need to start dinner in a bit. I suppose I could give it a few hours and just make something quick."

Sheele smiles and slips her hand into mine. I roll my eyes, pulling it away.

"Cut that out," I sigh. "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know," Sheele says. "Want to go swimming?"

I sigh. I know her plan. And I know what she really wants. She wants to tease me with her bikini. She wants me to slip up and lose control, like I did when we had sex. I sigh again, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"You really are a pain in the neck," I sigh. "Fuck it. Why not? Let's go swimming."

She cheers and runs off, then a few minutes later, runs out into the room where we had Susanoo set up a pool, now dressed in a violet bikini that's quite a bit too small for her. I've already changed into a pair of swimming trunks and am in the pool when she enters, so the water hides the fact that I get worked up instantly when I see it. I roll my eyes and look away as she slips into the pool. She makes her way over, leaning against me, and wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Why are you looking away?" she asks. "It's not like you haven't seen it before."

"Maybe I was just looking around," I counter.

"Mhm, sure," she says. "So, what do you want to do while we're here?"

"Well, I know what you want to do," I say, turning my face back to hers and leaning close enough for my lips to just barely brush hers as I speak. "You just wanted to be able to tease me with that bikini and try to get laid again, right?"

"And if I did?" Sheele asks.

"Then you're going to be disappointed," I say, slipping out of her reach and backstroking away. "I commend you for having tried so hard for so long, but you're not going to beat me at this game, Sheele." I begin to float on my back.

"And what game is that?" she asks, circling me slowly.

"You're not going to make me fall for you," I say. "It's impossible for me to fall for you. You're just wasting your energy."

"I don't know," Sheele says. "I think it's working."

"It's not," I say.

I float for a few more minutes before glancing at Sheele, seeing her staring into the water silently. I swallow and set my feet down, splashing her. She coughs and sputters, wiping the water out of her eyes and wiping her wet hair back.

"What was that for?" she asks.

"What?" I ask. "Can't take a hit?"

Her eyes widened before she grins and begins to send waves of water at me rapidly as I send mine right back. Sheele begins to laugh as she tries to attack me, her attacks growing less effective as she loses focus. However, after a few minutes, a laugh forces its way out of my throat and Sheele's eyes all but shine.

"You laughed!" she beams.

"You're imagining things," I say.

"No I'm not!" she grins. "You laughed! You're enjoying yourself!"

"Not even close," I say. "You're not fun. You're just an annoyance that attached itself to me like a leech. I've never enjoyed our time together."

"Really?" she asks, raising an eyebrow. "So you didn't enjoy having sex either?"

"That's different," I say. "That was just fucking. It didn't mean anything, it probably won't happen again, and just so you know, it wasn't even that good."

Sheele's eyes widen slightly but she shakes her head, still grinning.

"Sure," she says.

"Honestly, I think I might fuck Leone next," I say. "I just have to get her drunk, which isn't hard, then it's basically a matter of daring her to, since she's too stubborn to back down from anything when drunk. And she has an amazing set of tits. Might be a little loose, if I had to guess but-"

A wall of water hits my face and I cough, spitting it back out and wiping my face before looking around, seeing Sheele storming back into the castle. I stare after her, feeling my chest burn. Maybe I went a little far. Not that I care, but I almost feel a little bad seeing Sheele upset. Almost. If I cared. Which I don't.

I sigh heavily, resting my face in my hand. "Dammit Sheele. Why couldn't you just give up while you had the chance. I had one rule. Just the one. Fuck."

I climb out of the pool and use my ring to dry myself and my shorts before walking inside, following the wet footprints through the building. After a few minutes, I reach Sheele's room and stop, hearing her sobbing inside. I grit my teeth, feeling my chest burn again, worse this time, then push the door open, walking into the room and stop, watching Sheele as she lays on the bed, face buried in her pillow.

"What do you want?" Sheele demands finally. "Did you come to talk about fucking other girls again? Or maybe you're going to call me an outsider piece of trash like everyone else used to?"

"I would never call you that," I say, surprised by how weak I sound.

"Why not?" Sheele demands. "It's not like you care! You don't care about anything! You've said so how many times? I don't know why I ever thought anything different. You could never understand how I feel. You could never understand what it's like to love someone and not be able to be with them!"

"I understand more than you could possibly imagine," I say, voice threatening to break.

Sheele rolls over and stares at me.

"My whole life, I was treated like filth," I say. "I told you that my brother and Carter betrayed my village, but what I didn't tell you was that my village earned it. My family treated me like trash, I was sickly and weak as a child, so I was routinely beaten by the other kids in the village. My brother always defended me, but that just led him to hate me and see me as a hinderance. Even when I wasn't alone, I was always alone. After I became part demon, it just got worse. I made a friend once. And then the demon killed him. I adopted a dog and the demon sacrificed it to the devil. I met someone that I cared about once, and the demon raped her to death. I don't know if I ever explained how it works using him, but I can see and feel everything he does, but I can't stop it, at least not without enough effort that I pass out for days. After her, I understood that I was a monster. I was already a mercenary that would do anything for enough money, literally, and I was a demon on top of that. So I gave up. I locked my emotions away, I forced myself to believe I didn't care about anyone or anything besides getting money and getting revenge on Carter for turning me into this.

"And then I met this beautiful girl who saw what I was, who saw the other side of me, and yet she fell in love with me anyway. She treated me like a person, for the first time in my life, and even though she was afraid of what I was, she still made it a point to spend as much time as she could with me, making sure I didn't feel alone. But I couldn't fall for her. I couldn't let her force me to care about anything. If I did, the demon would take it from me. So I tried to push her away, and I fought to not care. To stay cold. But I couldn't. Try as I might, she forced her way past the walls I set up and then began to tear them down. She forced me to care. And then one night, she broke my will, and I slipped up. I let myself love her for one night. When I woke up, I realized I had made a mistake, and I forced myself to believe it hadn't mean anything again, but deep down I knew that I couldn't pretend any longer. And it scared me. So I tried to push her away again. And she just worked harder to break down my walls, and just made me care more and more. She made me fall more and more in love with her, and care more and more about the others. Our friends." I stop, Sheele staring at me with a smile and tears running down her face. "I'm sorry I hurt you, Sheele. I never wanted to hurt you. I just couldn't admit that I love you, because I don't want t lose you."

Sheele stands, walking over to me and cupping my face, gently pulling me into a kiss, sighing as I kiss her back. "You will never lose me. I will always be here for you. Even if you can never show that you care."

I smile and nod, kissing her again. After a few minutes, I pull back, resting my forehead against hers. "I think maybe I can get away with caring tonight."

Sheele doesn't miss a beat, instantly capturing my lips in a searing kiss that makes it impossible for me to catch my breath. I kiss her back just as passionately, lifting her by the ass and carrying her to the bed, laying her down on it and positioning myself over her, pressing against her, earning a moan as she begins to rock against me. I press harder into her, my hands moving up to knead and grope her breasts, quickly pulling her bikini up out of the way and allowing access to toy with her breasts. Sheele moans loudly, breaking the kiss and tilting her head back as I attach my lips to her neck, working all of the sensitive spots I found last time. As I do, my hand slides down her stomach and slips into her bikini bottoms, begging to run my fingers through her already soaking wet slit, circling her clit quickly. She moans loudly as I do, then cries out as I push two fingers into her, beginning to thrust them quickly.

Her hips rock and buck against my hand and I watch her expression as I do, smiling. I feel off, somehow. I find myself wanting to kiss her, just for the sake of kissing her. So I do. She moans, kissing me back instantly, hands tangling into my hair. After a few more minutes, she pulls back suddenly, crying out as her hips jerk suddenly, insides spasming around my fingers. Her body jerks and bucks as she struggles to catch her breath. I smile, curling my fingers upward, almost instantly finding the spot I'm looking for. A few thrusts later, Sheele gasps harshly before screaming, her juices spraying out of her. I keep her orbiting cloud nine for almost a full minute before slowly easing her back down from her orgasm.

"Oh my God," Sheele pants. "That was..."

"Yeah," I smile, kissing her. "I know."

She smiles as well before rolling us over and pulling her bikini the rest of the way off, followed by my swimming trunks. "I'm sorry. I can't wait any longer."

"I was about to say the same thing," I smile.

She nods, smiling, and lines herself up before beginning to lower herself onto my cock. I groan, feeling her tunnel sliding down over me, squeezing me so tightly that it was difficult for her to get me inside of her, but at the same time it felt like her body is trying to pull me in deeper. After a few more seconds, she bottoms out, moaning as I press against her cervix.

"I missed feeling you," she smiles down at me.

"So did I," I say, lacing our fingers together. "Do you know how hard it is to work while my every though is of you?"

"Of course I do," she says. "That's how it's been since you saved me."

I smile and sit up, kissing her, out hands staying joined. After a moment, she pulls away, gently pushing me back down before beginning to move, moaning softly and moving slowly. Very slowly. I groan, struggling not to make her move faster. After a moment, I look up at her, seeing her grinning knowingly down at me.

"You bitch," I groan. "I thought you couldn't wait any longer."

"I'm content like this," Sheele says. "I enjoy feeling you inside of me. Plus I already finished, so I'm fine."

I roll my eyes and sit up, kissing her before flipping, grabbing her hands and pinning them above her head, glaring down at her. "Remind me why I love you?"

Sheele smiles, reaching up and kissing me. I kiss her back, beginning to pull out and thrust back in, still keeping myself restrained, but moving at a decent pace. Sheele moans into the kiss, rocking her hips up to meet my thrusts. I move one hand down, beginning to rub her clit quickly and she moans again, her arms wrapping around under my own, her hands clutching at my shoulders. I speed up, quickly beginning to bury myself in her tunnel as fast and hard as I can. Sheele pulls back from the kiss, beginning to moan and cry out in pleasure with every couple of thrusts. After a few more minutes, I feel her insides beginning to quiver around me and her moans and cries begin to grow more desperate and more broken. I smile, kissing her just as she bucks, insides clamping down and her nails suddenly biting into my back. She screams into my mouth and begins to spasm, insides working to milk me as I continue thrusting into her and rubbing her clit, extending her orgasm. Finally, she starts to come down from her orgasm, but thanks to being hypersensitive now, everything I do makes her cry out in pleasure. Unfortunately, I'm reaching the end of my rope.

"Fuck Sheele!" I groan as she bits into my shoulder to try and muffle herself, even though we have the castle to ourselves. "Shit. I'm close."

"M...Me too! " Sheele forces out.

I start to pull out, but Sheele seems to sense my intentions because she instantly flips us, beginning to bounce on my cock rapidly. I groan, thrusting up into her in time with her drops, and she moans appreciatively. Then, finally, both of us snap, my member ramming itself up into her at the same time as her body jerked and spasmed, her insides milking my cock as it erupted into her, quickly filling her to overflowing with semen. After the first couple shots, she begins to bunce slightly in jerky, uneven movements, trying to work every drop out of me. it works quickly, and after a few more seconds, both of our climaxes finally begin to subside. She collapses on top of me, panting, and I groan, wrapping my arms around her.

"You shouldn't let me do that," I say. "You might get pregnant."

"I hope so," Sheele says, my body going rigid.

"What?" I ask.

"I want to have your child," Sheele says. "I want to start a family with you."

I stare at her for several seconds before kissing her, trying to pour all of my love into it. She smiles, returning the kiss in kind, and after a few moments, it begins to calm. We lay there for a long time, though I'm not sure exactly how long, trading slow, languid kisses, enjoying being able to hold each other. Finally, after a while longer, I sigh heavily.

"Just a little longer," Sheele says.

"I want to," I say. "But I'm hungry, and the others might be back tonight, if not tomorrow."

Sheele sighs. "Alright. Let's go get some food."

I smile and kiss her before standing and pulling on my shorts, Sheele pulling on her bikini, not feeling like putting the dress she always wears on. Then, we head to the kitchen so I can finally start dinner.

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