A/N: About time I got another Hololive lewd out there~ Been getting back into it a fair bit too; toying around with a couple yuri pairings too.
(And I might be playing with two story-oriented Hololive fics, but I won't say much since they're still early in development~)
Teasing aside, enjoy~
Counting Sheep
''...looks like it's gonna be another cool day, huh buddy...?''
Hajime murmured the words to himself quietly as he meandered down the length of the dirt path ahead of him, one languid step after the other carrying him along it. Panting ahead of him was Aki; his pet German Shepard that had served as his loyal companion for the last five years, the leash taut as he carefully stopped the overeager dog from running too far ahead.
As a farmer he owned his fair share of land, giving Aki plenty of room to run about normally – the only reason he was holding her back was because they weren't there. Instead they were in the forests just to the east of his farm, the forested land home to many wild animals ranging from harmless rabbits to more troublesome wolves. He wasn't too bothered about them himself since the wolves were too wary of humans to bother attacking him, but he knew well that they'd be much less hesitant about going for Aki, thus he kept the dog on a lead.
''Hm?'' Hajime paused that thought as Aki suddenly gave a sharper tug on the leash. ''What is it boy?''
The dog once again tugged on his leash, panting and leading him further down the path. Curious and a bit wary of it being an animal carcass of some kind Hajime followed cautiously, his slow walk escalating into a light jog as he followed Aki's insistent tugs.
The dirt path soon branched off into three other directions, one leading up the hill in a steep slope, one leading down the hill towards the river, and one continuing straight ahead before also curving down towards the bridge over the river – in turn taking the person walking back towards the nearest town. Barely a second after reaching the intersection did Aki suddenly veer off to the left towards the hilly path – and it was only when he stepped past a particularly big shrub that he found what Aki was sniffing at.
A girl. She was clearly unconscious, laid sprawled against the slightly-raised edge of the path and her eyes fluttered shut, her long black eyelashes unmoving. Long blonde hair tumbled down to her waist, a pair of sheep horns protruding from her head as well. A fluffy white outfit was adorned across her fair skin with a slight cape draped down behind her, tangled in part of the shrub, the interior of it pink.
''How did you get here...?'' Hajime murmured to himself, looking around. His farm was a fair distance away from the town; few would travel all the way to the forest just for a walk.
After a moment of thought he shook his head, bending down. Carefully he snaked an arm under the unconscious girl, shifting her onto her back and shaking her slightly, hoping to stir her awake. She didn't unfortunately, her expression a bit tight even in her sleep, perhaps indicative of pain.
''Guess I'll have to bring you back...'' Hajime murmured worriedly, looking her over again. She didn't look hurt, but one could never be sure, and he couldn't exactly leave her out here alone when wolves were about.
With that in mind he carefully slipped his arms under her and picked her up in a bridal carry, any embarrassment he felt at the position muted by his concern.
And with a bark from Aki, the three of them retreated back towards his farm.
X-x-X
It was three hours before the unknown blonde girl began to stir, a slow moan bubbling out of her throat as she stirred, shifting against the couch he had laid her on.
Hajime was there in an instant, walking out of the kitchen and through into the living room, eyeing her with concern. Aki was sat near the door of the living room, tail waggling and at ease. Flashing a brief smile at his dog Hajime eased himself down onto one knee next to the couch. It was an old thing, the yellow colouration reminiscent of an era gone by, but in that moment his full attention was on the young woman laid across it.
''Hn... w-where...?'' She mumbled, groggily cracking her eyes open.
Despite being right in front of her it took the young woman a good few seconds to acknowledge him, blinking several times his way – before she squeaked, instinctively leaning back a bit. With the couch behind her though she couldn't squirm very far back, though the alarmed face she made was a decidedly cute one, he had to admit.
''W-Who...? Where...?'' The sheep-girl mumbled worriedly, clutching at her head with a confused moan.
Hajime merely raised a hand, waiting until she saw the placating gesture before continuing. ''I'm Hajime; I found you unconscious just outside my farm, and your now in my house, since I couldn't leave you out in the woods.''
It took the dazed, groggy girl a few moments to process the information, her shoulders slowly going slack as she relaxed. ''Ah... I see. Thank you for helping me...''
He just smiled. ''It's alright. What's your name?''
''Watame...'' Her face scrunched up. ''Watame... um... Tsu...?''
The blonde slowly repeated the disjointed syllables, struggling – prompting him to speak up. ''What's wrong?''
Watame's cheeks coloured a rosy hue. ''I-I can't remember the rest of my name...''
''You lost your memory?'' He wondered with a note of worry. ''Do you remember how you got in the woods at least?''
A shake of her head. ''All I remember was wanting to go for a walk, but everything after that is blurry...''
Hajime frowned and hummed, scratching his head. He could make some calls about and see if anyone had a neighbour going missing, but it'd take some time – more than a few days to go through everyone. Even then it was possible she wasn't from the nearby town and had perhaps wandered a long distance, and if that was the case then it'd be weeks if not months before he could feasibly track down any relatives or friends.
With that in mind, he made a proposal. ''Alright. You can stay here for the time being; your memory will probably come back on its own. I'll make a few calls and see if anyone recognises your name.''
''You'd do that for me?'' Watame's eyes sparkled, a grateful smile on her lips. ''Thank you!''
Flushing at her cute expression Hajime only smiled back, getting up to make them something to eat.
X-x-X
Contrary to both of their expectations, Watame's memories didn't return within a few days.
Weeks passed and no progress was made, either in regards to her memories or her identity. He'd called around, he spoken with the mayor of the town and even chatted with the cops and had them run a background check, but all of them were left scratching their heads. Either she just popped out of nowhere, or she was from one of the nearby cities – the latter case understandably being more likely. As such the police were investigating that avenue, though given the size of said cities it was expected to take a while.
Which meant she had to stay with him. He didn't mind, not least because the two of them got along rather quite well after they got past he initial awkwardness of living together. Watame even took it upon herself to handle the more domestic duties in the house whilst he tended to the farm, effectively 'paying' her rent by lightening his burden slightly. It was a small thing, but he greatly appreciated her kind-hearted aid.
She also proved to be a very good cook, though she mostly took up the role after he accidentally served her mutton, forgetting that she was part-sheep – leading her to believe he was planning on eating her. Despite that, they came out stronger friends for it by the end once the misunderstanding was cleared up.
Perhaps a bit too strong, even.
''Mn... ahh...''
It was night; the guest bedroom dark and lit only by peels of silver moonlight sneaking under the curtains at the far wall. The wooden interior of the room was rustic but warm, the bed similarly so – the mattress stiff but the quilt soft.
And trapped beneath the covers was Watame, tossing and turning. The sheep-girl screwed her eyes shut and valiantly tried to fall asleep, but she couldn't. Not with the embarrassing thoughts of Hajime plaguing her mind; of him coming back from hauling hay with sweat trickling down his muscles, of him coming out of the shower in a towel, of her catching a peek of him getting dressed in the morning – it was all too much for her.
She'd lost her memories. As a result, Hajime had become her world. He was her saviour, her friend, her only companion – and now her crush. She didn't dare speak of her growing feelings, ashamed that she felt such things for him in the first place – they'd only known each other for a scarce few weeks after all. Even without her memories she knew that was too fast. It wasn't love at first sight, but the emotions within her only multiplied by the day, cascading into an unstoppable rockslide of want.
''Myn...'' Watame rolled onto her back, staring helplessly at the ceiling.
At least here, in the privacy of her own room, late at night... perhaps she could stall that rockslide at least a little.
Biting her bottom lip Watame pushed her head back into the pillow, a shudder lancing through her body as she slipped her right hand down. She was only wearing panties and one of his shirts, his scent faded from it but arousing Watame regardless. The thought encouraged her to slide her hand down, pressing her fingertips against her clothed folds with a slow but deliberate press, whimpering in pleasure.
She rolled her fingertips around in a slow circle, the mere act sending a slow burst of excitement up her stomach and coaxing out another stifled whimper from Watame. Her creamy thighs shifted inwards slightly but that didn't stop her from stroking her clothed folds, her breathing growing heavy as she slid her other hand up her shirt, cupping her left breast from below. She squeezed her tit slowly, eyes shutting as she envisioned it was his hand, and not her own.
''Ah...'' She whimpered as she accidentally brushed her clit; the brief but sharp burst of pleasure making her knees lift off of the bed,
The heat of her body was contained by the covers, yet the sweltering heat only encouraged Watame to slip her right hand down into her panties, cupping her pussy – embarrassment burning at her cheeks when she found out she was already wet. Yet she continued regardless, panting out slow, laboured breaths as she dragged her fingertips down her slit, teasing herself. Each spark of pleasure coaxed out a stiff exhale and made her screwed-shut eyes flutter, her pursed lips failing to contain her strained moans.
Then she couldn't help it anymore; two fingers teasing her folds for just a moment before burying themselves inside of herself – the suddenness of it making her spasm briefly. She gasped, squeezing her plump breast at the same time and amplifying the sensation, her thumb feverishly attending to her pale pink nipple, flicking it about. Her other hand pushed itself flush between her thighs, two fingers buried deep within her folds and a third teasing her entrance, tempting her to slide it in too.
''A-Ahh...'' Watame moaned as she did just that; a third finger easing itself in alongside her middle and index fingers.
She couldn't wait. The moment her fingers were inside herself she began moving them, gasping and whimpering as her fingertips stroked her quivering inner walls, every inch of her insides sensitive. She clenched around her digits, stomach lifting up too as she exhaled a breath and finger-fucked herself faster, jamming them inside with bubbling passion. It felt so wrong to be thinking about her companion but she couldn't help it, practically going into heat from the thought.
''Hajime-san...'' Watame moaned under her breath, shutting her legs and rolling onto her side – allowing to her bite her pillow, stifling her voice as she fingered herself.
Her fingers slipped and slid along her inner walls, teasing herself with torturous ease. Pleasure spiked up and wormed through her stomach, melting her mind as she got off, her panties growing damp as her fingers pistoned in-and-out of herself. Until she then yanked her fingers out of herself and then rubbed her folds side-to-side, the knot within herself growing tight, forcing her to hold her breath as she got off.
''Ah, hah...!'' Watame rolled onto her front, her sweaty forehead pushing against the pillow. ''Yes, yes...!''
Her fingers moved faster, pushed on by bubbling pleasure that crept up her whole body. She gave up groping her breast and toyed with her clit instead, lips pursing as she rubbed it furiously in tandem with her fingers-
-until with a gasp and a jerk of her hips, Watame orgasmed on her fingers. The pillow muted her stuttering cry of pleasure into a whimper, her ass lifting up even as she humped her hand, impaling herself on her own fingers. Her legs gave out a second later and she fell onto her side, rolling her hips and soaking her digits in her honey.
''Ah... hah... ohh...'' The tension seeped from Watame's frame as she moaned, slowly going slack.
Her heavy breathing resonated throughout the room as a result, and with burning cheeks she threw off her bed covers, embarrassment burning at her cheeks as she realised how soaked her underwear was.
''...I think I need a change of clothes...''
X-x-X
Four days passed, and Watame couldn't hold it in any longer.
Night after night she spent tossing and turning, hand in her underwear and her nose to the pillow or her borrowed shirts, the faded scent upon it egging her lust on until she moaned into the cloth and soaked her fingers once more, shamefully getting off on the mere thought of her crush. Even though they had gone to the store and gotten her spare clothes, she still wore his shirts without fail.
Until finally, she couldn't contain it any longer. And when night fell and they both departed for their own bedrooms, she acted upon her want.
Knock-knock-knock~
''Hm?'' Hajime looked up, surprised. ''Come in?''
The young man was sat on the edge of his bed, the lamp next to it the only thing illuminating his bedroom, casting a warm gold glow throughout the room. The old wooden door that led into the hallway creaked open at his words, casting a shadow on the wall next to it as it blocked the lamplight – and Hajime flushed a light pink hue as Watame demurely entered his room.
She was wearing one of his shirts, the oversized nature of it leaving it falling down to her thighs – failing to hide the pink panties she was wearing underneath, thanks to her bust leaving a bit of overhang. Her long, creamy legs were on full display, their smoothness emphasised by the lamplight that danced across them. Her hands wrung themselves together nervously but she gave him a shy smile regardless, long blonde hair falling down her back neatly.
''Hajime-san...'' Watame said softly. ''C-Can we talk?''
''Of course.'' He agreed without much thought, petting the spot next to him. ''Sit.''
Watame did so, cheeks pink. ''I... I wanted to say that I'm really thankful for what you've done for me the past few weeks. If it wasn't for you I might've become wolf food, hehe...''
Hajime smiled warmly, petting her hand. ''I only did what was right, Watame-san. No need to thank me.''
The sheep-girl squirmed cutely, giving him a sidelong look. ''A-And I... um... I know this might sound silly, but I... I really... like you...''
The words were mumbled too softly for him to hear. ''What was that?''
Watame's cheeks tingled, turning red. ''I-I really like you, Hajime-san... I can't stop thinking about you. I-I know we just met and I know it's wrong of me to think it but I need you, I just can't k-keep it in me anymore...''
Shameful tears pricked at her eyes, a sniffle escaping her. ''I-I don't want you to hate me, but I-I really... really want you, I just-''
Her increasingly-tearful words were cut short as Hajime wrapped an arm around her, pulling her against his chest. ''Ssh, it's alright. Take a deep breath.''
Watame blushed a rosy hue and did as he said, inhaling a deep breath – not so subtly pushing herself into his chest, inhaling his scent in the process. ''I'm sorry...''
''It's okay.'' Hajime soothed her, rubbing her back.
He held her for a minute, and only when her initial sniffles faded did he loosen his hold, cupping her cheek instead and getting her to look him in the eye. ''Do you mean it? That you really 'like' me?''
Watame's cheeks burned, but she answered truthfully. ''...I-I don't know if it's love, Hajime-san... but I know I like you a lot...''
The confession warmed his cheeks, his own heartbeat quickening as embarrassment curled in his stomach. ''...then, if I were to do this, it'd be fine...?''
He followed up on his slowly-spoken words by tilting Watame's head back a little bit and leaning his own down – before he kissed her. It was a slow, tentative thing, his inexperience with kissing showing through but matched by Watame's own clear inexperience. Her lips were soft and fitted perfectly against his own, even as Watame let out a soft moan overflowing with happiness and relief, her parted lips pushing back against his own intimately.
She slipped an arm around his neck and he laid his other hand on her lower back, the hand on her cheek slowly rubbing her smooth, rounded cheek with his thumb. Their lips drifted back an inch for air, a mutual inhale preluding the kiss that sealed their lips together a second later, pressing and pushing together with growing passion. It felt addictive, it felt right – and he knew he wanted more; deepening the kiss in an attempt to get it.
''Ahh~'' Watame moaned softly, almost lovingly into his mouth.
Hajime shuddered, slowly pulling back from the intimate kiss and looking Watame in the eye. Their cheeks both burned as the intimacy of the moment set in, yet neither broke eye contact for a second. Instead he slowly lifted his hand up and wiped away her lingering pinprick tears with his thumb, earning a soft, embarrassed smile from Watame, her cheek hot beneath his palm.
''Hajime-san...'' Watame whispered his name, taking his hand in her own. ''I need you...''
The sheep-girl punctuated her words by guiding his hand off of her cheek, and between her legs. His cheeks burned as he felt how warm her inner-thighs were, his gaze drawn down to her pretty pink underwear. Helpfully Watame grasped the hem of her borrowed shirt and lifted it up, revealing her panties in more detail to him – and with a quiet gulp Hajime pushed his hand against her panty-clad pussy, feeling how hot her skin was even through the fabric.
A soft moan weaselled its way out of Watame's lips, enticing him press against her womanhood more, feeling the outline of her folds through the smooth fabric. His fingers played with her tentatively, pressing or rubbing experimentally, doing it more when she moaned and less when she was quiet, finding where to touch to make her feel good. At the same time he leaned in and kissed Watame on the cheek, luring her lips back against his, another deep kiss resuming between them.
''Mhaah~'' Watame moaned into his mouth as he daringly slid his hand up, tickling her pelvis. ''G-Go ahead...''
Permission granted Hajime slid his hand down, his fingertips dipping underneath the waistband of her panties and cupping her womanhood. His fingers stroked her slit experimentally, sliding along her entrance a few times until he got it right – finally easing a finger inside of her pussy. Watame gasped softly and leaned against him, her expression cutely scrunching up in embarrassed pleasure, a spark of relief in her eyes.
Emboldened he pushed a second finger into her tight wet hole, relishing the moan that quivered off of her tongue. Deepening the kiss he contained the sound, feeling the vibrations tickle his lips and enticing him to push his fingers about inside of her, intimately feeling her inner walls grip them – the hot flesh slick with want. The sensation was only made more arousing when Watame pawed at his own sleeping shorts, feeling his slowly-growing bulge, his own arousal evident.
''Hajime-san...'' She moaned against his lips.
In response the young man pistoned his fingers into her more confidently, weaselling them about and listening to her gasp, pleasure evident as she clenched around his digits. She got more wet the more he played with her pussy, emboldening him to slide a third finger inside, feeling how tight she briefly got. Watame wasn't entirely submissive however, a whimpering moan quivering off of her tongue as she palmed his bulge back more, groping his cock through the fabric separating them. Her touch was rough and a bit tight, but it was arousing all the same.
It also emboldened him to finger her faster. Confident that he wasn't taking things too far he plunged his digits into Watame with vigour, feeling her inner walls grip and squeeze his fingers tightly, the wet flesh failing to get a solid grip on his digits. He alternated his movements as well, switching between back-and-forth thrusts or swirling them around in circles, or even moving them up-and-down – the constant changes making Watame gasp and whimper erotically, her voice turning him on.
Until finally he broke off the kiss, and spoke. ''Hold on for a sec.''
Confused Watame only just nodded, mewling as he withdrew his now-sticky fingers from her pussy. Her hand left his crotch as he shifted on top of her, and with a burst of confident the young man pushed Watame down onto the sheets, relishing the burning blush that coloured the sheep-girls' face, her breathing hard and fast with arousal. His gaze lingered on her cute face but quickly slid down south, passing over her clothed bust and down to her exposed panties, the front of which was growing damp.
He fixed that swiftly, pulling the front of them aside and exposing her pussy to him. The sight ignited a primal sort of arousal within Hajime and the young man lustfully lowered himself down, heartbeat pounding in his chest as he nudged her long legs apart – and then buried himself between her thighs, dragging his wet tongue up her slit. The squeal of surprise he got out of Watame sent an aroused shiver up his spine, doubly so when her soft thighs squished against his face, holding him between them.
''A-Ah~'' Watame's squeal trickled off into a moan, her legs going slack. ''Hajime-san, that...''
Hajime wasn't listening however; grasping her soft thighs and holding onto them as he licked her pussy again. Another softer but no less erotic moan tumbled out of her lips, her stomach tensing as he eagerly stroked her folds with his tongue. He had never given a woman oral before but he did his best, his tongue feverishly stroking at her sex and tasting her tangy-sweet honey, the arousing act soon emboldening him to put two thumbs on her folds, spreading her open – and then pushing his tongue inside of her.
Watame buckled, a tight whimper of bliss escaping her as she grabbed the bed sheets underneath her, pulling on them in a fit of bliss. Her wet inner walls pressed down on his tongue but failed to stop him from wriggling his tongue about, the wet appendage lovingly swirling around her insides and rubbing all her sweet spots. Acting upon his lust he didn't slow down or take a breather; his tongue relentless as it explored her quivering insides, his nose flush against her clit and inhaling her scent.
''A-Ah~! H-Hajime-san!'' Watame cried out, grasping at his head with one hand – pushing him against her womanhood.
Humming in reply the young man pulled his tongue out, and instead jammed three fingers into her wet sex, pistoning them in-and-out of her. Watame cried out in pleasure and tightly gripped his digits, her inner walls seizing as he used his tongue on her clit; licking and stroking the little nub with eager lust. Every time he did so he felt her shudder and shake, her erratic breathing tightening and her insides seizing.
Until he rubbed a sensitive spot inside her pussy, and Watame came undone. ''H-Hyaa~!''
With a loud squeal Watame orgasmed on his fingers, honey gushing around his thrusting fingers and her inner walls squeezing them tight like a vice. Hajime shuddered at the erotic feeling and kept trying to thrust his fingers, but her tight grip made it hard to move them, so he opted instead to wriggle and scissor them about – prolonging her powerful orgasm for that little bit longer, treating him to the cute expression of bliss on her face in the process.
Until finally the rush of fiery bliss passed, and Watame went limp against the sheets with a lewd moan, twitching and shivering. He relished the sight, his gaze drawn to her pussy as he withdrew his wet fingers and wiped them dry on the sheets, smiling when her legs shut the moment he extradited himself from between them, her body practically curling in on itself in bliss.
''A-Amazing...'' Watame breathed out, smiling adoringly up at him. ''I-I... feel so hot, eheh... ehehe~''
Hajime chuckled bashfully at the cute look on her face, sitting down next to her. Slowly the sheep-girl sat upright, panting and shaking in the legs – before she swung one quivering leg over his, straddling him. Her slim hands laid themselves on his shoulders and her body pushed itself against his, the warmth of her bust evident even with her borrowed shirt in the way.
Unconsciously his hands settled on her ass, a shiver of arousal lancing through him as he palmed it – savouring how smooth and curvy her rear was. His fingers ran along her rear down to her thighs, groping and squeezing as he went, appreciating it even as Watame brought her lips down and kissed him on the lips, their mutual moans muted by their locked lips as the sheep-girl rocked her hips – grinding her clothed pussy on his crotch.
''Mn...'' Hajime grunted into her mouth, breaking off the kiss only briefly. ''Watame-san, that-''
Another kiss silenced him, and he moaned into the blonde's mouth as she continued grinding on his cock, moving her hips in smooth, hypnotic back-and-forth rolls. Grabbing her hips he helped her move, groaning the blonde's name as her panty-clad pussy rubbed against his swollen cock, the slight friction enough to get him off. It was also enough to tempt him to grab her borrowed shirt and pull it up, lifting it up to her collarbone and exposing her plump, bare breasts to him.
Hajime would be the first to admit he hadn't gotten the chance to see a woman naked before, perhaps owing to the long time he spent working on the farm – and as such he had no hesitation in burying his face in Watame's bust. The sheep-girl mewled, one hand holding the back of his head as his lips grazed over her breastbone and along over her left tit, kissing her soft flesh passionately. His hands shifted back to her ass and he held her rear as he kissed, helping push his face into her boobs.
''Mm, hehe...'' Watame giggled under her breath.
He leaned back briefly kissing her left breast once more before finding her nipple – wasting no time in taking it into his mouth, sucking on it. The sheep-girl moaned his name and rolled her hips more slowly, pressing herself against his bulging boxers intently. Despite his desire to play with her breasts more Hajime couldn't hold back anymore, groaning as she put his arms behind himself and shifted himself back on the bed, pulling Watame along with him with her on his lap.
Until Watame then pushed him down flush against the sheets. Blushing a rosy hue she shot him a smile and crawled down his body, her shirt falling back down over her bust – but his attention went to her face as the sheep-girl grasped the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down to his thighs, allowing his swollen cock to spring out, eliciting a soft squeak of surprise from her. Watame looked at his cock in cute awe and slid her right hand up, her delicate fingers curling around it and giving his cock a slow stroke.
''Mn...'' Hajime groaned softly, siting up on his elbows – watching.
With red cheek Watame stroked him off more, her hand gently bobbing from near the base up to the tip, pausing each time to reached the tip for a half-second before repeating the motion. Her prior grinding however had gotten him hard and needy, a stiff groan bubbling out of Hajime's throat as he begged for more. Watame obliged, her breath tickling the tip of his dick before her lips soon touched it, smooching it lovingly.
''Chu~'' Watame breathed, planting a slow string of kisses on the head of his cock before sliding down the underside, her soft pink lips kissing down it.
Groaning Hajime gripped at the sheets under him, eyes intently tracking Watame's lips as they ghosted down the underside of his cock, soon kissing the base before she dragged her tongue up to the tip, swirling said tongue around it. Her breath was hot, but he found out her mouth was hotter – a gasp escaping him as her lips slid over the head of his cock and took him inside, the wet warmth of her mouth briefly short-circuiting his brain.
Moaning softly Watame slid her lips deeper down, engulfing more of his cock with her mouth, a slow suck sending lightning bolts down his dick. Her tongue, wet and slick with saliva, pressed itself flush against the underside of his cock and stroked it, coaxing out a stiff moan from his throat and darkening the blush on Watame's cheeks, her cute expression heightening his lust. Doubly so when the sheep-girl reared her head back, her lips sliding back up to the tip, and then pushed herself right back down.
''Ah... haah...'' Hajime gritted his teeth, stifling his pleasure-filled moan. ''You're so good at this...''
A happy hum came from Watame, followed swiftly by a wet suck that bordered on a lewd slurp. The sheep-girl began to bob her head faster, tilting her head slightly to the side with suck, the slight change sending fresh sparks of tingling pleasure down his shaft. She took him deeper too, his cock going down her tongue and hitting the back of her throat, causing Watame to grunt and gag slightly, but not deter from trying to take him as deep as she could.
His gaze was drawn to her left hand however as the limb slipped under her, pushing against her shirt slightly – before dipping into her underwear. Watame moaned softly around his cock and continued sucking, her hand holding the very base of his cock as she went back to blowing the top-half of his cock. The mere thought that she was getting off whilst blowing him added fuel to the fire within his shaft, bursts of throbbing want echoing up his girth and begging for release at the tip.
So when Watame suddenly pulled her lips off of his cock with a wet pop, he understandably groaned in needy want. ''Watame...''
Any protests however faded as the sheep-girl demurely grasped the hem of her shirt, and then pulled it up and over her head – making her chest jiggle slightly from the sudden movement. He savoured the sight, eyes unashamedly on her breasts as the blonde cupped them, guiding them around his cock and gently smothering his wet dick with them. The heat of her flesh, the pillowy softness, the warm breath tickling the tip; all of it immediately left him moaning for more.
Watame gave him more. With burning cheeks the sheep-girl rocked her torso back-and-forwards and pushed her tits together, squishing his cock between her boobs. The tip poked out from her cleavage repeatedly, tempting Watame to put her lips on the tip and suck it even as she squished her squeezed her soft boobs together, the pressure against his cock fuelling the pleasure mounting at the tip-
-until eventually he couldn't hold it in any longer. ''W-Watame!''
Cum erupted from his cock and spurted into her mouth, eliciting a surprised moan from Watame as the sheep-girl swallowed his load. She stopped bobbing her head and sucked hard, her tongue stroking the underside of his girth and helping coax out more of his seed, his load landing on her tongue or going down her throat. She kept her lips pursed around his cock regardless, each throb of his cock visible against her pinkish lips.
Then with a slow suck and pop, Watame pulled her lips off of his swollen cock, briefly opening them to show him the cum on her tongue before she happily swallowed it – mewling at the bitter taste. ''Hah, haah...''
Hajime agreed with the sentiment, his breathing heavy and laboured as he caught his breath. The sight of Watame though, her breasts bare and her lips wet with saliva, kept him hard and eager for more – encouraging him to reach out and grab her by her underarms. A slight tug was all it took to convey his meaning, and with a demure smile the sheep-girl crawled up his body and straddled his waist, her panty-clad pussy pressing his cock flush against his pelvis; the material of her panties damp.
Then with a slow tug she pulled the front of her underwear aside, revealing her dripping slit to him. In response he grasped the base of his tingling dick and helped line it up with her pussy, jerking himself off with a groan to get him hard as he could holding it up so the tip touched her folds. The feeling of her slick flesh touching his cock was a turn-on in-and-of-itself, but he knew what was to come would be far more pleasurable than any blow-job.
''Ready?'' He breathed, aroused.
Watame offered a shaky, eager smile of her own. ''M-Mm... I'll, start now...''
Hajime gave one more nod, his gaze drawn down to their lower parts – and watched with extreme arousal as the tip of his cock touched her folds, and then finally slid inside. Wet, tight flesh gripped his cock in an instant, coaxing out a synchronised moan from both of them as pleasure hit like a hammer; the pleasure sharply growing when Watame pushed herself down more, engulfing his tingling cock with her tight wet pussy.
Groaning Hajime released his dick and grabbed her ass with both hands, pulling her down more. His cock met some token resistance but Watame was wet enough that there wasn't much discomfort, a mewl escaping the sheep-girl as his dick snugly buried itself inside her – the tip soon pushing against her innermost parts as he finally bottomed out, their pelvises touching. They stayed like that for a moment, simply savouring the feeling of being so intimately connected, every little throb and twitch easily felt by the other.
''Mn...'' Then Watame slowly lifted her hips, revealing his cock to him – before she slapped herself back down with a high-pitched moan. ''Mm!''
Hajime moaned, gripping her ass and sliding his hands down to her thighs, helping her move. Once again she slowly lifted herself up before bringing her hips back down, burying him inside of her dripping sex and leaving her decidedly full, her inner walls smothering his pulsating cock with repeated tight clenches of muscle. When he dared lift his hips up and push himself in her more Watame couldn't contain her whimper of bliss, leaning forwards and laying her hands upon his chest.
''Ah... ah... hah...'' Watame moaned out in soft tones, riding him with love in her eyes.
It was a slow, passionate act, any pain or discomfort non-existent as she slid herself on his shaft. His gaze was drawn to her hanging breasts and he was swift to play with them, extracting a sweet mewl from Watame as he grabbed both of her soft round breasts and squeezed them, his thumbs feverishly playing with her nipples – flicking, rubbing and pushing them about. The sheep-girl replied by picking the pace up a little, the slaps of skin becoming louder as she got into it, his cock touching all her sweet spots with growing friction.
Unable to play passive any longer Hajime then changed things up, his hands going behind him as he pushed himself up. Watame moaned in surprise, wrapping her arms around him and continuing to bounce on his cock, the movement forcing her to roll her hips more – aided when he laid a hand on her lower back, just above her small tail and helping impale her on his dick. The closeness also left her breasts pushing against his chest, encouraging the two of them to work together and all but yank his shirt off, throwing it aside and allowing her boobs to squish against his bare chest, the feeling of skin touching skin sending their lust-addled minds into overdrive.
''H-Hajime-san...!'' Watame cried out as he bucked his hips to meet her bounces, his cock hitting her sweet spots.
He lost himself in it. The tight, gripping wet flesh, the soft boobs that pushed against his chest, the curvy butt that bounced back into his groping hand, the kissable lips that meshed with his – all of it pushed him closer and closer to the brink, his cock swollen and pulsating within Watame's quivering pussy, begging for him to just unload inside her and add the icing to her inevitable orgasm.
And soon he granted her that.
''Wata- M-Mn!'' Hajime couldn't even finish his sentence before the rush of pleasure overtook him, his throat closing up and warmth rushing up his cock – and then he blew his thick load inside the sheep-girl, rope after rope of cum splattering inside her pussy and painting her seizing inner walls a milky white.
Watame kissed him just as she felt him cum, partially muffling her sweet, shrill cry of pleasure, her own orgasm hitting her and hitting her hard. Her inner walls coiled tight around his cock and milked him dry, her honey squirting out around his pulsating shaft and soaking their joined parts, the intensity of her orgasm making her rock her body back-and-forth, coaxing out as much pleasure from their union as possible.
Their powerful climax lasted all of a few more seconds before it ended, the rush of adrenaline and pleasure rushing from their frames. In unison they gasped, breaking off the clumsy kiss and just holding onto each other, heads tucked onto each other's shoulders as they caught their breaths. Watame still rocked her body slightly, whimpering into his ear as she milked the last of his load from him, her womb undoubtedly full of his seed.
''Ohh...'' Watame slowly went slack against him, a warm smile on her lips. ''...I feel so warm now... ehehe~''
Hajime chuckled breathlessly in agreement, rubbing her ass and lifting her slightly. Taking the hint Watame slowly lifted herself up and off his cock, a whimpering moan escaping her as his cock sprung out, leaving her empty – a slight trickle of cum escaping her folds.
Gently Watame eased herself down onto the bed – and then promptly blushed as he got on top of her, whispering the words against her lips. ''One more time?''
Watame squirmed shyly, but nodded her head regardless with eagerness in her eyes. Seeing that Hajime dove on in and kissed her once more, loving the moan that tumbled out of Watame's throat and devouring it whole; pressing himself against her. He guided his cock between her legs and rubbed himself against her entrance, the tip spreading her lower lips apart slightly – before with a smooth roll of his hips he sheathed himself within her.
The sheep-girl moaned, sliding her arms around his neck and tickling her fingers down his back. Their lips met in another kiss a brief moment after they broke apart from the previous one, lips meshing intently together and muting their mutual moans as he began to thrust, his cock sliding in-and-out of her slick hole, the tight flesh smothering his cock making him grunt and groan passionately. With nobody around to hear them there was no need to mute their voices either; as Watame gladly demonstrated the moment their lips broke apart, her head tipping back and a deep moan fleeing her parted lips.
''M-Mm! Ah~!'' Watame cried out as he sped up, his pelvis smacking against hers with sudden vigour.
The force of his thrusts left her thighs jiggling and her breasts bouncing; the latter solved when he leaned up and grabbed her right one, lustfully squeezing it without slowing his pounding pace. Watame replied by clawing at his back, mewls of bliss tumbling out of her lips and her legs wrapping tight around him, making sure he couldn't pull out. Hajime didn't mind one bit, panting and gasping as he rammed himself into her, already feeling a familiar burn lance up his cock, ready to release inside of her.
Mewling Watame lifted her upper-back off of the bed, allowing him to slide his right hand under her sweaty back, holding her close as he pounded her – panting and groaning against her forehead. Watame moaned in response, thighs hot against his hips and her core tightening like a vice, the slick heat bringing him to his limit. It took all he had to tilt his head down and kiss her, his muscles all locking up as raw bliss shot up through them.
''Watame...'' He groaned against her lips, leaning back and supporting himself on both hands – thrusting his lower half forth with bubbling passion, fire racing up his cock.
The sheep-girl couldn't formulate any words in response, only moans and whimpers of bliss passing her parted pink lips – their locked lips partially muting the sweet, erotic sounds. He felt her body rock beneath him and the headboard of the bed hit against the wall, the repetitive 'thud-thud-thud' only tempting him to slam into Watame faster, grunting and rasping in breaths as the pressure within his shaft grew more intense.
''A-Almost... ah... ahh~'' Watame whimpered lewdly against his lips, pawing at his back. ''I... I-I can't... aah~''
Hajime pounded her hard and fast, the molten heat in his cock swelling – until finally he blew his load, groaning as he buried himself balls-deep inside her and knocking her up with thick ropes of cum. The sudden creampie coaxed out a sharp cry from Watame, her back lifting sharply off of the bed and her stomach quivering-
-when in a fit of desperate passion she reached down and furiously rubbed her own clit. The ensuing pleasure that raced through her tipped Watame over the edge, a sweet cry of bliss fleeing her lips as she orgasmed around his cock, her fleshy inner walls clamping down on his pulsating cock and milking him dry. Out of raw lust Hajime kept thrusting into her, gasping and grunting as he forced his aching hips to move, sloppy wet sounds escaping their joined parts as he smacked himself inside her.
And then finally his stamina ran dry, and Hajime all but collapsed atop of her. ''Hah! Hah, haah...''
Mewling in breathless affection Watame wrapped her arms around him, hugging him close. They were both left panting in the aftermath of their respective orgasms, the scent of sweat and sex rich in the air. Hajime found himself liking it.
''Mn...'' He slowly reared his hips back and pulled out, instead laying down next to Watame. ''You alright?''
''Mmhm~'' The sheep-girl merrily smiled, hugging his arm. ''Never been better~''
Hajime just chuckled, pulling the covers up over them and snuggling with her, content to doze off with her in his arms.
The search for Watame's true identity would continue for many weeks, but the newly-made couple weren't in much of a rush, anymore.
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