Please wait warmly as lewd is preparing...

"Oh... Mokou was supposed to keep an eye on us."

Mystia stated as the two lover made their way back to her house. Abel's eyebrows were raised questioningly in response, and Mystia elaborated.

"Jin wanted to know where the proof was that I didn't kill Yuto, so I suggested that Mokou made sure I didn't sneak off anywhere." Mystia elaborated.

"Jin, huh..."

Mystia looked at Abel and saw his eyes flash with that same darkness she had witnessed earlier. She wondered whether she was catching a glimpse of Abel's anger, or his true face.

"Abel."

"Hm?"

"I just noticed this recently, but... whenever you're with the others, you always look like you're not happy."

"What're you talking about, I'm always-"

"Don't lie to me."

"..."

"You already know what I've done, and yet you're afraid of what I'll think of you if you open up to me? That's not fair."

A silence befell the two, only the sounds of the soft ground and the occasional branch snapping underfoot could be heard as they continued walking.

Eventually, Abel released a heavy sigh, unlike the ones Mystia had heard from him before, and started talking again.

"I'm not exactly... the greatest of people. And this isn't me just being doubtful of myself or anything like that; I genuinely don't care for most people around me. A sociopath in sheep's clothing... might be used to describe me."

"A sociopath?"

"An anti-social person who lacks conscience for his actions. Whether it was Gensokyo or the outside world, I always pretended like I was a nice guy, but I never felt anything inside. I learned from studying the people around me, watching TV, reading books, hearing people's opinions of others... and acted like the perfect person; nice and understanding, hard-working and pleasant to be around. But, that's all it was... acting."

Abel looked at Mystia, expecting her to be shocked or angry to hear what Abel was saying, but she just looked at him intently, waiting for him to finish. Surprised, but not showing it on his face, he continued.

"I just wanted to find something that made me feel something on the inside, which is why I pretended. Naturally, people seem to gather around others they think are nice, right? I was hoping that all of those opportunities I received from being with my "friends" would make me feel something on the inside. But, day after day, I didn't find joy in anything. That didn't mean I couldn't experience happiness or feel sad, but... everything around me was boring. That's around the time I accidently fell into Gensokyo, and I felt joy for the first time; something unexpected and thrilling was happening to me... but that was quickly replaced with the same feeling of emptiness once I got accustomed to life here."

Abel's eyes looked to the sky, reflecting on the seemingly far-away memories.

"Still, I didn't give up. I used my previous persona from the outside world to make friends in this one and search out that sense of joy I felt that day. I befriended Mokou, who intrigued me with her existence, but that feeling faded with time. I've talked for hours with Akyu, whose vast knowledge kept me entertained for a while, before even the feeling of new knowledge had become dull and boring... Heh, listening to me speak this out loud, I must sound like a pretentious human trying to be god. But... it's infuriating. I was jealous of everyone for being able to enjoy the simplest things and revolve their lives around it. I didn't care how many bridges I burned in the end by using my connections, I wanted to find that one thing that actually made me feel... like my life had meaning."

"So you don't care about anyone, you're just using them to find out what you want?"

At Mystia's unflinching analysis of Abel's words, he blinked for a moment, surprised again by her.

"...Yes."

"And, did you find it?"

"..."

"Did you find your joy?"

Abel laughed, thinking that Mystia really was amazing, after all. She seemed to understand him completely.

"How long have you known I was like this?"

"Oh?"

"You weren't even surprised when I told you, so surely-"

"I didn't know."

"...Huh?"

"Well, I knew you were faking your smiles for everyone else, because when you really smile... I actually feel warm inside when I see it. I guess you could say that I didn't care what you were hiding from me, because I knew you loved me regardless."

"Mystia..."

"Also, I never really liked communicating with humans either, so I guess that makes me a sociopath too! You have absolutely nothing to worry about."

As Mystia declared that, she clung onto Abel's arm, pressing it against her modest chest, and snuggled against it as they walked.

"But, I'm worried you fell in love with my act-"

"Say anymore and I'll kick you 'there'."

"Yes ma'am."

"...You were worried about it because you loved me. No matter what the issue was, the fact remained that you loved me. That's all that matters."

"I see..."

Abel walked a little more awkwardly as he tried to somehow move his body closer to Mystia's like she did to him, but he gave up after a few attempts that nearly made him trip. Mystia giggled in regards to this action.

"It's hard to believe that such a clumsy boy was able to break someone's fingers without flinching." Mystia stated.

"'Clumsy boy'?"

"Mmhm."

"I'll have you singing a different tune by the end of tonight."

"That's sexual harassment."

So Mystia said, but her eyes became downcast as her cheeks turned red. Abel took the opportunity to lower his mouth to Mystia's ear while she wasn't looking and blew into it so as to tease her a bit.

"Kya!"

"What a sweet voice you have there..." Abel muttered in a low growl.

"A-ah, don't do things like that... or speak like that. You're making my head spin." Mystia complained half-heartedly.

"Do you like it?"

"Y-No."

"You don't have to hide it, lovebird."

"L-l-lovebird!?"

Mystia's voice was perhaps louder than she expected, or she was simply embarrassed at the sickingly sweet pet-name Abel came up for her, but her face was of crimson complexion. They had stopped walking at this time, just short of Mystia's house which was just a minute's worth of walking away.

"You see-" Abel started, still speaking in that low, sexy tone. "-I've held myself back sooo much, worried about what you might think about me. But, since that isn't an issue anymore, I'm going to do a ton of lewd things with your body, 'kay~?"

He spoke the last word in the tone he usually took during his persona, a sadistic smile running across the face of Abel as he did so. Mystia was trying to think rationally, but her animalistic heat was making that very hard to do so; her mate basically just said that he was going to have sex with her many, many times.

"I-I'm not going to be pushed around so easily..." Mystia mumbled with a pout, her flushed face visible even in the night.

"'She said unconvincingly'." Abel pointed out.

"Uuu~"

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you're actually a massive pervert."

"You are too!"

"So you admit it?"

"That's..."

"You're pressing your breasts against my arm."

"...That's right, I'm a pervert, but-"

"Of course, I am too."

When Abel took the words right out of Mystia's mouth, she realized she had no chance to turn the tables on him with words. That's when she remembered they were close to her house.

"Let's go." Mystia said, pulling Able along.

"Can't take it anymore?" Abel asked, continuing his teasing.

Mystia remained quiet and Abel grinned as they walked up to her house. When they entered, Mystia closed the door and felt a pair of arms wrap around her in the next instant. She also noticed something hard pressing against her butt.

"Ah..." Mystia gasped in reaction to the stimulus. She shook her head rapidly in the next moment, however and said, "Can you wait a moment?"

"Why?" Abel asked, making no attempts to hide the desire in his voice.

"Why? It's a surprise."

"A surprise?"

"Yes."

"Can it wait?"

Mystia stifled a moan as Abel's stiffness rubbed against her behind. "N-no, it can't."

"Hmm... Okay."

Abel let go of Mystia, disappointed, and Mystia almost felt the same way, despite wanting this outcome in the first place.

"Can you wait in the living room? I'll be back out in just a moment."

Abel nodded and walked over towards the living room while Mystia rushed into her bedroom. She stripped off her clothes as though her life depended on it and grabbed the lingerie she bought earlier that day. Looking at the revealing outfit, her heart raced and her face burned with shame, yet excitement.

Having already discarded her previous underwear, Mystia slipped into the panties hesitantly; not because she was considering not to wear it, but because she was trembling in lust.

Abel was right in saying that Mystia was a massive pervert, but her nature as a Yōkai was mostly to blame. If she hadn't held back, she feared she would've begged Abel to pound into her relentlessly before they even got back to her house. Her glistening wetness was a sign of this, and it remained visible even when she put on the panties.

"Haa, haa... I-I can't masturbate, not when Abel can make me feel even better..."

Mystia persuaded her aching body's mounting heat as she put on the bra. Her erect nipples felt the thin, black fabric along her sensitive skin, heightened by her arousal. She allowed a moan to escape her lips un-muffled, then shook her head in denial as she tried to keep herself together.

No! I'm the one who's going to make Abel tremble, not the other way around! Mystia thought rebelliously.

She thought that this was her best chance of turning the tables on him and his arrogant teasing; using her own body to make him submit. But every time she thought about what she would do, her mind flashed back to last morning on the shore of the lake; the way she felt when he took her virginity without hesitation.

She was the one who told him to fuck her so hard that she forgot about the pain, and he did it. Mystia always saw him as a member of the opposite gender, but, ever since that night, she's been seeing him as a man, and there was a difference between the two.

If she had told just any guy to do that, she wondered if they would act with the same conviction and understanding that Abel showed. Her conclusion was that they wouldn't; that's what made Abel more than just any guy, he was a man.

Her man.

As far as she knew, the joy Abel had found was her. That filled her with giddiness she could barely contain.

Also, lust.

Lots and lots of lust.

All of these overwhelming emotions and thoughts swirled around in her head with such detail that it almost felt unreal that this was only happening within herself in a span of ten seconds.

As she focused back on reality, she finally latched the strap for the bra underneath her wings; luckily doing so, considering her hands were shaking. Looking at herself in the mirror (a new one, which replaced the one she broke weeks ago), she determined that she was wearing it correctly and made her way out to where Abel was waiting.

Abel silently looked at Mystia as she came into his vision, his eyes tracing along the image that was laid before him; her short, pink hair, tasselled lightly by the wind outside contrasted the darkness of her undergarments and the room, illuminated only by a candle Abel had lit on a small stand near one of the walls. Her soft pink nipples were poking out through the laced design of her bra, visibly erect, on top of her modest mounds. Following his gaze downwards over her curved sides, he saw the panties with a similar laced design, but it was her womanhood that was visible instead; glimmering in its wetness.

Mystia shuddered under Abel ravenous gaze, barely stopping herself from leaping into his embrace. She managed to walk slowly to where Abel was sitting, however, and straddled onto his lap gently, despite the hormones that were screaming in her brain to take his manhood deep inside her.

"Surprise." Mystia said jokingly, her voice a mischievous whisper as she wrapped her arms around Abel's shoulders.

Abel responded by pulling Mystia closer towards him for a deep kiss. As they started, Mystia could feel Abel's manhood touching her need, but he was still wearing his pants. This frustrated her sexually, as it wasn't the contact she so desperately needed, despite still feeling pleasurable. She could also feel his body press against hers; her erect nipples sliding along his shirt, but no matter how pleasant it felt, it was disappointing with the clothes on.

The kiss was good... no, to a sexually driven Yōkai like Mystia, it was life itself in this moment. That's how good it felt and still she felt the need to complain to Abel for leaving his clothes on; her selfishness for more outweighing what she already had. Mystia lowered her hands and grabbed the pants, pulling them downwards, but Abel's hands grabbed onto hers before she got that far. Mystia gave a whimper, but that could've been from the fact that Abel sucked the tip of her tongue strongly in that moment, rather than out of disappointment.

Mystia's lust was strong, however, and she used her superior strength to force Abel's pants and underwear down. Just then, Abel broke off the kiss and bit his lip suddenly; his face contorted in discomfort. Mystia didn't need to look down to know what happened; she felt a snag in her efforts to pull down the pants, but assumed it was Abel's hands.

She had forgotten about the very organ she was trying to get to, large and erect beneath his pants. When she pulled with her strength, she couldn't have imagined it felt good since she pulled it the way opposite of where it was curving.

"I-I'm so sorry Abel, are you alright?!" Mystia said, panicking.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." Abel grimaced.

Mystia hated herself for hurting her lover's cock; now that she was completely and utterly in heat, she was scared about whether he would be able to have sex with her. Naturally, it wasn't something that was serious enough to stop him from having sex forever, but she could see that Abel wasn't as large as before; he was still erect and big, but she's felt him inside her before. She knew it was nowhere near this 'small'.

Before seeking any sort of permission or thinking about what she was doing, Mystia got off Abel and kneeled on the floor, placing her mouth overtop of the head of Abel's cock and sucking it.

"Ah!?" Abel moaned, a mixture of bliss and surprise could be heard in his voice. Mystia slid her mouth even further over Abel's cock, and soon found that it was expanding quickly in her mouth despite only just starting to give fellatio to her lover.

Her tongue slid over the vein running down the centre of Abel's ever growing cock and she carefully touched the remaining shaft her mouth didn't cover with her hands. She had already hurt Abel once and she wasn't going to do it again. Gently, her fingers slid against the stretched skin and her mouth moved upwards so she could lick the frenum. As the sensation of being licked in his weak point ran through his nerves, Abel's hands clenched the cushions on the couch as he growled in content. Mystia could taste his pre-cum as it mixed in with his sweat; salty with a tinge of sweetness.

Abel had read somewhere that the taste of his discharge could be affected by what he ate. The reason his pre-cum tasted sweet was because he had added more fruits into his diet, since he wanted to be prepared for anything he might do with Mystia.

Mystia pulled away and looked at Abel's now fully erect cock, almost gasping in lustful awe. She had felt it inside her before, but seeing it was an entirely different thing; it was so thick that she was shy of encircling it with her thumb and middle finger and it reached a height higher than where Abel's belly button was located.

Mystia blinked for a couple of seconds before asking in a heated whisper, "Are you really human?"

"If I wasn't, then that would explain some things." Abel responded, a low chuckle exiting his throat.

Abel stood up and lifted Mystia so that she was bent over, leaning on the couch's railing. All thoughts of getting back at Abel for earlier were out of the head of Mystia and all she wanted was to feel Abel's impressive manhood run rampant inside her. She even stuck out her ass higher, so as to give Abel an easier time to insert himself.

Abel didn't need to be convinced; he grabbed onto the hips of Mystia and pressed his head against the frothing entrance of her heat, making sure he wouldn't miss his target, and slid all the way in at once.

Mystia screamed as her vaginal muscles contracted on Abel's meat, her entire body convulsing as her nails dug into the wooden lining of her only couch. Abel didn't need to ask to know she had just orgasmed from insertion, the flood of her juice surrounding his cock. He paused in reaction, but moved slowly soon after she had started orgasming, making her voice become delirious.

"Ah, Ahbel, ah, Ahhbel, I just came, but you're, ahhh!"

Abel's movements were slow, but strong; the slick noise of Mystia's wetness filled the room and made it easier for Abel to pull back and push all the way in. Every time he reached her innermost walls, Mystia felt like a violent shock run throughout her spine, up to her brain, all the way back down to her aching womanhood, squeezing down on his slick cock that wouldn't stop moving, thanks to her own juices.

Abel's hands moved from Mystia's hips in the middle of this and reached around to touch her erect nipples, running his index finger along it.

"Hau, noo, pwinch it! Pwull it! Be wugh with it!" Mystia's slurred speech was just another reminder of how far gone she was in her lust, but it turned Abel on even more, his lower member moving a bit faster as he did as Mystia asked; pinching and pulling the nipples caused her back to arch and her feet to almost give out.

Mystia's wings were spread out as well, twitching and flapping whenever Abel did something she liked. Abel seemed to notice this, and used them as an indicator for when to change things. As they gradually stopped moving, Abel pounded into Mystia's womb on the next stroke as hard and fast as he could, and they flailed about aimlessly at the same time Mystia gasped wordlessly, as though the impact knocked all the air out of her. Her voice returned in the next moment though.

"Au, bwig, hward, cwock, Awbel, Awbel! Awbel awound me, fucking me, making me hwis, heehee, so hawpy!"

If Abel saw Mystia's face right now- grey eyes tinted and rolled back, cheeks dyed red with obscene joy and mouth open with drool and panting tongue- he might've climaxed just from the erotic nature of her expression.

"You're really lewd, aren't you Mystia?" Abel asked, his voice still as low as that animalistic growl Mystia was falling in love with.

"Yesh, yesh, I'm lewddd!" Mystia exclaimed with a yelp as Abel gave another hard thrust.

"I love that. No, I love everything about you!"

"Yu too, I luv yu tooo!"

Abel no longer kept a slow pace, thrusting inside Mystia as fast as he could. What felt impossible to Mystia was that it felt like his cock was pounding away even harder than before, and he was already uninhibited in doing so thanks to her juices from the earlier climax. With each and every thrust into her womb, she felt a quake of pleasure erupt from deep within herself, spreading over her entire body like an earthquake. She knew she was orgasming again, but with Abel's constant, mind-blowing thrusts, she never knew if she was orgasming more than once or simply riding out the feeling.

Finally, Abel reached his limit. Mystia didn't know how long he was pounding into her, as she had lost her sense of time long ago, drowning in wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure. When he came, Abel thrust one more time, filling the entirety of her as his manhood spasmed. She felt every twitch along her vaginal walls and the semen he ejaculated gave her the feeling of being full. She grinned from ear to ear as her body twitched, the waves of pleasure dying down but her mind remaining in blank, white bliss.

There was no difference between her eyes being open or closed; she only saw white. That's why she didn't know when she had fallen asleep.