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It was nightfall when the two returned to her mansion. After retreating from their fight with Caster, they returned to her two story mansion, where they would once again brainstorm an idea on how to beat her. Rin was reluctant to leave, but Archer had to put her safety first, regardless of her stubbornness.
The door flung open, the two soon entering. Still fuming from having being dragged from the battlefield, the twin-tailed master stood before the stairs, watching the male that followed her. Her servant made sure to close the door behind him, his demeanor as cool as a cucumber.
"I can't believe you dragged me away from the fight!" She exclaims.
"And what could we've done against two of them?" The male shoots back with visible bass in his tone. The female folds her arms in response, her eyes squinting in annoyance.
"Even if we would've stayed and fought, who's to say we could've taken them down?"
"Some Servant you are. This is why I wanted Saber!"
"You always act like such a brat! You never think about anything other than winning! If I would've lost you, Rin, I--"
The anger in her eyes softened upon hearing him. A hint of red struck her cheeks, with her turning away to hide it from him. She wasn't going to let him see how his concern for her affected her.
"J-Just forget it, Archer! I'm going to bed now."
Ascending the staircase, Archer watched her--well, mostly the back of her--going up the staircase. He was aware that the tension was still high, yet he couldn't get enough of looking at Rin from the back. She may have been lacking in certain areas, but those legs, thighs and attitude were enough to drive a man crazy.
Entering her room, he noticed his Master sitting before a mirror, the comb she held running through her black hair. She was wearing her night attire, a black nightgown that was just a bit past her finger length. Their eyes met for a moment, just for her close her eyes a moment later. She really did act like such a brat. But Archer had methods of straightening that out.
"So you're that mad?" He asks. "You can hold really hold a grudge."
The truth: Rin wasn't really mad. She only acted this way to get back at him for calling her a brat, which she was not. She may have expressed her disapproval in certain ways, but he had no right to insult her. Placing the brush down, she arose from her seat before the mirror and motioned towards the bed, throwing back the white blanket before climbing into it. It was much too massive for her to sleep in alone, and since a week ago, he was also sharing a spot in it.
Archer sighed as he stood from his leaning position. Closing the door behind him, he soon got undressed, stopping once he was in his black trousers. Climbing into the bed on the other side, she had her back facing him. He moved close to close the space between them, his right arm snaked below her waist, his hand between her thighs.
Bringing his lips close to her ear, he then whispers softly,
"You can't stay mad at me forever, my little Rin."
Upon feeling his hand betwixt her thighs, his fingers rubbed her exposed sex, his fingers rubbing her closed slit. Rin anticipated he would do such, explaining why she tried her best to not show any reaction. Though, while covering her mouth, she was getting red in the cheeks. Archer could feel her wetness coating her fingers, her labia majora slowly parting in response.
Rin hated how good he was with his fingers. It took no time for him to get her aroused. With his fingers now going over her her exposed pinkness, her body trembled softly against his fingers. She was whimpering through clasps lips. Rin felt herself losing grip of her anger and being submerged in a pool of pleasure. She couldn't keep up her facade for long.
Bringing his fingers before her, she could see the liquid that coated them. Those were her fluids. He was torturing her by showing just how much he was familiar with her body.
The pressure in the bed was lifted after he sat up. Soon after, the blanket that covered her was removed from her body. She stared up at him with eyes that were supposed to show her disapproval, but the red cheeks only made her intentions seem contradictory. Parting her legs, he lowered his head betwixt her thighs. Rin could only describe what happened next as pure Bliss.
Archer flicks his tongue at the clitoris glans while two of his fingers enter her opening. It was unfair to overwhelm her so early, reacting almost immediately as the sensation course through her. She was barely able to contain the moans that she was forcing down from everything she was feeling. She hated Archer for his knowledge of her weaknesses. He was always playing dirty, and the determined look in his eyes displayed that.
"Not so mad now, are you?"
"S-Shut up! You're playing dirty!"
"Your naivety is what makes you so sexy. But don't you worry...Sit back and let me show you how an Archer always hits his mark..."
Flicking his tongue faster across her sensitive clitoris, Rin's body trembled violently. Such an assault of that degree alone wit was enough to send her over the rails. Then his fingers were right back to work, sliding in and out of her soaked entrance, producing wet noises with each withdrawal. Rin couldn't endure this much longer. He was winning this fight; Rin had no way to turn the tables on him. She was beginning to get hot, her breathing heavier. Her nipples were erect and rubbed against the harsh fabric of her nightgown.
"Mmm~"
Archer could feel her walls spasming softly around his fingers. She was no longer holding back, giving into him and succumbing to her desires. She couldn't win against him. Even when she tried, his prowess with his tongue and fingers tore down her defenses without much effort. Allowing her voice to fill the air, her sweet moans and cries were like music to his ears. However, he had drawn this out long enough. It was time to finish her off.
Flicking her swollen clitoris, he deals the finishing blow. Throwing her head back, her liquids shoot out from her. Her vaginal walls spasm violently around his fingers. Her body convulses as if she were struck by lightning, her toes and fingers curling from the sheer rawness of it all. The endorphins released in her brain brought about a high that could only be compared to her being on a cloud. She felt so light.
Archer didn't permit Rin a moment's rest. Lowering his black trousers, he revealed his lower appendage to her. This wasn't their first meeting, however. And with him now erect and ready, it was his turn being embraced by bliss. Rin was still under there afterglow when Archer penetrated her. As he slid into her, her mouth made an "O" shape in reaction to his size. She could never get used to him.
Archer took things slow at first, moving his hips back slowly before once again burying himself inside of her. There was visual as well as physical stimulation when watching her body react to his movements. Her face contorted with each thrust, her lips releasing whimpers and moans.
Rin gripped the pillow that she was laying on. Each thrust was driven by passion, ensuring that his presence was profound throughout her entire body. He hit the cervix, the bulbous tip knocking against it repetitiously. Her body was losing its strength, and her mind was swimming in ecstacy. She was at his mercy, unable to resist anymore.
"Don't worry, we're just getting started."
Pulling out of her, he flips her onto her stomach. Pulling her upwards, he elevated her waist. He had full view of her bottom, her nightgown sliding up her back. Giving her rear a smack, Rin flinched and whimpered softly. It stung, but it stung in a way that felt good. She was awaiting for him to put it back it in, only for him to tease her by rubbing the head against her dripping cunt.
"You know what to do..."
"You want me to continue, right? Or maybe a Saber class could do it better than me?"
She couldn't deny it anymore. She wanted him to continue, to keep supplying that satisfaction her body craved. It was addictive, like some kind of drug. To stop now would leave her in a state of restlessness, and she didn't want that. Looking at her from over her shoulder, he noticed the lust in her eyes.
"Only you can satisfy me, Archer. So, please...give me what I want and don't stop..."
Archer felt the fire in him growing higher. Plunging back into her depths, his hands held her hips with a harsh grip. Rin was crying out, her voice most likely extending that of the room and traveling throughout the mansion. He was much more rough, pounding into her with little remorse. He was taking it easy on her, but after seeing her in such state, there was no way he could hold back.
"Oh God! Archer! Archer!"
She screamed his name as if to inform the heavens who he was.
She loved his passionate side, though, when he was rough with her, it awoke something inside of Rin. The slapping of flesh, her breasts bouncing around below her--Rin could never get this from any other. Archer was the only Servant that could make her happy in more ways than one.
As sweat trailed down his darkened form, he had an expression of absolute focus. He could feel himself getting closer, nearing his own end. She felt way too good, her walls displaying their gratitude with squeezing down upon him with all their might. Her voice motivated him to go on, his hips not stopping until the very end.
Feeling him swelling up inside her, it was just a matter of time before he finishes. His thrusting grew faster, her hearing his husky groaning through grit teeth. It was a safe day for anyway, so he planned on finishing inside, he could do if he wanted. She didn't mind, since she wanted him to feel just as good as she did when he made her climax. Reaching back and grasping his hand, she made her intentions known, giving him the peace of mind.
"Rin, I'm gonna--!"
"It's okay, Archer. I-It's safe today."
Feeling the fluids racing up his urethra, he buries himself deep, his bulbous head pressing against her cervix. Both of them felt a wave of euphoria hit them at once, their bodies linked as the sensation of utter bliss coursed through them. She could him throbbing inside of her, his fluids filling him with warmth. It was a feeling like no other. The two remained connected for some time, unable to descend from their high.
As the two were cuddled up in bed, Rin never felt so safe. It was something about having his arms around her that made her certain no harm could done to her while in his presence. But this was only temporary. Once the Holy Grail War ends, she would never see him again. That's why she had to win. She wanted him to be with her forever--and if they were given the opportunity, she would make that a reality. However, for now, she wanted to enjoy being in his arms. Tomorrow was another day, and she wanted to spend every moment with him as much as possible.
I had to do this. I did it for Evangelion, so I had to show love for my second favorite pairing. My next work will most likely be for Konosuba: WTHW. I want to finish that as quickly as possible. Writing one-shots are something I'm used to. But, as always, thank you for reading!