Hey guys. Remember when I said "delicious lime" at the beginning of the story? Well, that's a lie. I like pr0n far too much to keep this merely suggestive. So, when life gives you lemons, make fanfic. If you don't want to read this for whatever reason, nothing very important happens in this chapter—tl;dr a younger Sakuya and Kuuya fuck, even though this chapter is called "Hate"—so you can skip it if you want. I dunno. It's up to you.
Chapter 14: Hate, Act I
The warm summer breeze barely dusted the two figures as they lay in the courtyard together, staring up at the stars. No sound came except for their breathing and the calming chirps of the crickets.
At last, one spoke in a low, husky voice. "Sakuya, I wish these peaceful times would last forever." She stretched out, and her companion, a teen around the same age as her, rolled over onto her and brushed a soft strand of golden hair out of her face, smiling warmly. She returned the gesture, and they just gazed into each other's eyes, the tension around them so thick it could be cut with a knife. But it never amounted to anything—that was as far as they dared go, for it was unspoken law an emperor and a servant could never be together, much less two of the same gender.
"Lady Kuuya." Sakuya relished the feel of her name on her tongue, letting it linger in the air before it faded into a tender reverberation.
Kuuya blushed. They both knew they were more than friends. It'd been like that for months and years, but neither would admit it. So they just expressed their longing for one another in those intimate yet repressed ways. "What is it, Sakuya?"
"I was thinking… don't let the threat of war get you down. Even in this country we live in, peaceful times like these always manage to come."
"Oh, I know that." Sakuya rolled off of her, and Kuuya ran a few fingers through her long hair, closing her eyes partway. "I'm just scared, is all. I don't know how big this threat is…"
"Most of the countries on this continent are small, even when banded together like the Elamwii is. I'm sure it's nothing."
"I guess so. Besides, we have the Avu-Kamuu. With those, we can't possibly lose!"
"That's a much healthier way to think! Even if something bad did happen, I'd be here for you, through thick and thin."
"Sakuya, you…" Kuuya rolled over onto her side and squeezed her hand.
"What is it, sire?"
"You just… you just make me feel amazing. You're wise, too. Far wiser than I am. Sometimes I wish you were a general of mine instead of Hien—or, God forbid—Hauenkua."
"You flatter me!" Sakuya laughed, but inside she winced—Kuuya hit it straight on. She had once dreamed of being an important noble like her brother Hien herself, but she hated fighting and bloodshed. So she never allowed her plans to come into fruition, instead opting to become Kuuya's favorite servant, working behind the scenes to win her favor. Perhaps the position of scullery maid was beneath her… her fellow servants would often ask why she, granddaughter of an important Evinkurugan man and sister of one Kunnekamun's generals was saddled with such menial work. For wasn't she healthy, athletic, and wise beyond her years? But she would just smile in reply. She supposed she was happy enough where she was. After all, she was with the one who mattered to her most.
But now she wanted more.
"Not at all!" Kuuya insisted. "When I pay a compliment I mean it with all my heart! Every day I thank our good God Onbitaikaiyan I was given the great fortune of having you as my friend. It is not easy dealing with the hatred and violence others dole upon our people, and everything just seems so bleak at times… but… see the moon up there?"
"I know it fascinates you, milord…"
"It certainly is beautiful by itself, but when I think about it, it takes on new meaning. See, think of the night as the world and how dark and cruel it can be. Yet the moon—that biggest, shining lantern in the sky—is you. You mean everything to me, Sakuya. You're my hope, my light, my own personal, beautiful moon in a universe cursed with cynicism."
She squeezed her hand even tighter, and Sakuya's breath grew quick and shallow. It was a schmaltzy comment, for sure, but it set every fiber of her being aquiver… her heart, her spirit, her loins… Sakuya crossed her legs and hyperventilated.
"What's wrong, Sakuya? You're acting weird."
"W-weird?"
"Yes. Are you feeling all right?"
Sakuya broke eye contact with her. It was the only thing she could do to repress her urges. Kuuya was innocent, but Sakuya knew very well what she was feeling.
"Never mind. I think we ought to return to the castle. I am due for my bath, after all."
Resisting desire the best she could, Sakuya staggered to her feet, taking Kuuya's hand once again, and she led her back to the palace at the foot of the hill. They were silent, but close, and they drummed their fingers in rhythm together.
It was already nighttime as they entered the royal bedchamber. Sakuya scrambled and prepared her master's robe as she stripped of her vestments. Normally she didn't look, but tonight was different. Sakuya, already impassioned, indulged herself on Kuuya's naked body; her firm, perky nipples, her soft curves, her lovely vulva, and the head of her little clit poking out from the delicate folds of her labia. Looking closer, Sakuya's breath stopped altogether. A few beads of cum dripped down Kuuya's leg.
Kuuya noticed and blushed, trying to cover herself in virginal modesty. "S-Sakuya! Please!"
"Oh… my apologies, sire." But that only served to arouse Sakuya even more. Without another word, she handed Kuuya the robe and led her to the private bath chamber, where a streaming hot tub was prepared. Lithely, and with uncharacteristic feminine grace, Kuuya let the robe slip from her body, and she melted into the bath, letting Sakuya stay in there.
The young girl was ashamed of herself, but she just stared on, until Kuuya said something.
"Sakuya…"
"What is it?" she squeaked. "Am I acting weird again?"
"Very weird," replied Kuuya, cheeks flushed crimson. She leaned her chin against the tub's edge and batted her eyelashes. "Sakuya… um… I know this might sound strange, but I see you like looking at me."
"S-sorry!"
"Don't be. In fact…" She closed her eyes, shuddering. "If you want to bathe with me, you're welcome to it."
"Eh?"
"Oh, I've always wanted to go to the public baths everyone else uses, so I wanted to see what it was like!"
… Seriously? That was her excuse?
"I…" Sakuya stood there like a deer in the headlights for a moment, but then kicked off her moccasins and undid the ties to her dress, letting it fall to her ankles. "Okay."
"More," muttered Kuuya, much to Sakuya's surprise. "If you get to see me naked, then I get to see you naked! 'Tis only fair!"
At last Sakuya found the confidence to unhook her bra, and she let her breasts bounce out, nipples already rock hard. Last came her panties, snaking across her thighs and dripping with love juice. Awkwardly, she made her way into the bath, making direct eye contact with Kuuya. They both breathed deeply, and Kuuya said:
"Touch me."
"Ah…" Sakuya's tongue rolled out in lust, unable to help but imagine it inside her master.
"I mean, bathe me. I'm sorry, Sakuya. It's just there's a spot on my back I can never quite reach, and for some reason tonight I can't think straight—ahnn!"
Sakuya ran a cold bar of soap across her back, then over her rump. Kuuya turned around and let her scrub her thoroughly with the soap and various soothing oils, kneading her breasts and lingering between her thighs. Kuuya moaned and crossed her legs, drawing Sakuya's hand even closer to her snatch. Sakuya trembled and let go of the soap, but soon she became so drunken with passion she stroked her warm pussy instead.
Kuuya gasped, and her legs went limp, letting Sakuya work her magic. She stared up at her with wide eyes and crimson cheeks, and Sakuya leaned into her. "What are you…?"
"I-is this unpleasant? I can stop…"
"No. Don't. I…"
"Then would you like me to make you feel even more amazing, sire?"
"Saku—oh! Mmmm…" Kuuya purred and relaxed, letting Sakuya pin her against the wall of the tub. "You know, I-I do this sometimes, but with myself, and I like to think of you. What is it?"
"Oh?" Sakuya was more confident in her ability to please Kuuya now, and slowly, she felt herself become intoxicated with newfound dominance. "I don't know," she lied, sticking a finger inside her quivering vagina and swiveling it. Kuuya was a naïve queen who valued her chastity, but didn't know anything about sex other than the basics. As dirty as she felt for it, what she didn't know wouldn't upset her, Sakuya figured, and nearly bringing Kuuya to the peak of ecstasy, pulled her finger out and withheld stimulation.
This only caused Kuuya to cry out and beg for more, but by now Sakuya was totally in control of her, as she peevishly ignored her request and instead threw her arms around her, kissing her, forcing her tongue into an easily yielding mouth. At first Kuuya was shocked, but then she grabbed a fistful of Sakuya's wet hair, pulling her further into her and feeling up her firm ass.
"Why… why are we kissing?" she managed between breaths, soon returning hungrily to her lips. "Isn't that something only men and women do?"
"Of course," answered Sakuya as she returned to her partner's mound, this time thrusting in three fingers. Kuuya whipped her head back and cried out. "We're just… practicing, is all. You know, for when you find the right man." Sakuya pumped harder and harder, sometimes slipping with all the natural lube her mate produced. Except there would be no man, Sakuya thought inwardly to herself at Kuuya's confession. She was embarrassed like her, disgusted by her actions, even, but she was too in the moment to stop now. Finding Kuuya's G-spot and hitting it hard, the emperor squealed and let go of her hold on Sakuya in shock, falling back into the waters partway so she had to kick to stay afloat. But that didn't matter to Sakuya, as she continued fingering her until Kuuya's eyes went wide and she screamed, falling down into the bathwaters while climaxing. Letting her stay in the water for a moment, Sakuya kept her fingers in until the pulsing of her clit stopped, and she scooped her out of the water, laughing warmly, pulling back her wet hair and kissing her.
"S-Sakuya," was all Kuuya managed. "I… that… I want more, please… I need more! And I need to make you feel amazing, too!"
Drunken with her satisfying dominance and possessed by her most basic need to mate, Sakuya licked her and whispered in her ear. "Maybe, milord, it would be better to do this in bed."
"Oh, that's a fine idea! Let's do that… yes!"
Already silly with pleasure, they slipped trying to get out, but rushed to Kuuya's bed once they did, embracing each other and locking lips and legs as they fell upon it, rolling around. Kuuya sucked on Sakuya's breasts, looking up at her with big eyes. Sakuya sighed and stroked her head, causing Kuuya to let go.
"S-Sakuya? What should I do to make you feel good?"
Sakuya smiled and flipped over onto her. "Hush. Let me show you."
"But that would be greedy of me if I were to accept!"
"Sire…" Sakuya planted a row of kisses down her neck, stopping at her collarbone. "Your pleasure is my pleasure. Now relax."
Kuuya nodded dumbly and spread her legs wide open. Sakuya panted and looked around the night table, trying to find something she could use. Ah, the hairbrush! It had a long, thick handle, and it was perfectly smooth and round. Fingers trembling, she picked it up, stroking Kuuya's clit with the end. She whimpered, and Sakuya's heart beat faster. Maybe she was just being selfish for once, but she really wanted to try this—Kuuya's maidenhood HAD to be hers. But she was also scared of hurting her. The first time she was ever penetrated, it hurt a good deal…
"Kuuya," breathed Sakuya, forgetting honorifics, "this is probably going to hurt at first, but then it'll feel amazing. Just relax."
Kuuya nodded weakly, and straddling her, Sakuya prodded the handle into her vagina, letting a fresh wave of cum spill onto her lover's belly as she felt her warm, moist inner lips expand and shudder around it. Kuuya yelped and bit her lip, eyes widening. Sakuya relaxed her grip and let Kuuya get used to it, wrinkling her nose at the red spot she made on the sheets. So she really was a virgin! After she calmed down a bit, Sakuya began probing deep inside her, pumping firmly.
Kuuya's tongue rolled out, and she could only manage to lick Sakuya and moan, clenching into the sheets. Giving a deliberate long stroke and sending Kuuya into hysterics, she plied away her hand and squeezed it, tight. At last Kuuya gave an animalistic shout, climaxing. Letting the last of her cum drizzle onto the makeshift sex toy, Sakuya gently pulled it out and licked it, swallowing her sweet nectar. She also kissed her pussy once she was done, making Kuuya go silly.
Trying her best to gather her senses, Kuuya wriggled free of Sakuya's grasp and kneeled by her mound, putting a finger in it. Sakuya sighed. "It's soft and warm," she remarked.
"Not as soft as you," she replied, propping herself up against the headboard so she could gaze at Kuuya's beauty. Kuuya shyly took the hairbrush from Sakuya, but she batted it away, turning her chin up. "You know what I'd like?" she whispered in a low voice. "I'd like you to put your… tongue… inside me, and lick as… mmm… high up as you can go."
Kuuya flushed, but without another word, did as she was asked, plying into Sakuya. Sakuya shuddered in bliss, trying to keep herself composed. Her muscles relaxed and she began drumming the mattress with her heel, pulling Kuuya farther into her pussy and shutting her eyes.
"Oh, god," she panted, twitching as Kuuya hit her in all the right places, swallowing her fluid as it gushed onto her. "This is heaven."
Kuuya stopped for a moment to look up at her, but Sakuya guided her back down and petted her, savoring her womanly curves, how her body trembled as she worked. "You're the most beautiful woman in the world… you're perfect."
Kuuya tensed up, and Sakuya felt a warm tear roll down her cheek. But not before giving a few last intense licks, letting Sakuya orgasm and gasp her name. Although she was hesitant to pull Kuuya away from her, she let her nuzzle into the crook of her neck and quietly cry.
"What's wrong, milord?"
"I… I… please, just call me Kuuya. It's just that… nobody's ever wanted to touch me like this before, a-and… you're e-everything to me." Sakuya embraced her, almost unable to comprehend how soft she was. "I don't know what I'm feeling," Kuuya continued, cheeks stained with tears. "It's just that whenever I'm around you, I…"
"I understand," whispered Sakuya, caressing her.
Kuuya's sobs grew harder, and still, Sakuya held her. "Y-you'll always be by me, right?"
"Forever."
"Then I'll always stand by you. Nothing can tear us apart. Nothing!"
"Nothing."
Sakuya dimmed the oil lamp at the bedside and threw the covers over them, intertwining with her and rubbing love knot against love knot. "I'll always… you…" she muttered, but her words became muffled along with the fading of the light.
Welp. There it is. Poorly written lemon for your reading pleasure. Next time: the reason why this chapter is called "Hate"… Act II.