Out of boredom due to the lockdown and social distancing, I wrote this fic. Please Read and Enjoy. I might add another chapter with a lemon, but don't expect it.
BED
Disclaimer I don't own Mahouka Koukou no Rettousei
Shiba Miya shared her bed with her husband out of duty and with derision.
All things considered, Tatsurou is a good looking man, with a good body, and a descent size cock. He was also not half-bad in bed, all things considered.
But, her time coupling with Tatsurou did not satisfy her one bit.
Shiba Miya, regardless of her illness, and the frailness due to said illness, is a strong woman. She would not have survived living and thriving within the Yotsuba if she was weak. She would not have survived the horror show that had become her twin sister if she was weak.
Miya knew that she is strong.
Tatsurou is the farthest thing from strong. He is a weak-willed man that had lost his ability to improve himself after discovering that the one thing, the only thing descent about him is utterly useless in the society that they are living in. It was sad at how easy Tatsurou gave in to despair, and how easy it was for him to discard his identity as a magician.
Miya would have respected Tatsurou if he had tried to improve himself as a magician. If he had tried to reach half, or even a quarter, of his once projected potential.
But he gave up without even trying, and knowing that, Miya acknowledge that she would never respect, much less love Tatsurou.
A relationship is between equals, and Tatsurou is far from being Miya's equal.
So Miya shared her bed with Tatsurou twice, for duty and for family, and though Miya did not have anything positive to say about her unremarkable husband, at least the man knew his place,
And, when all is said and done, Tatsurou was good for two things.
First, he was good in bed, and though their coupling was not emotionally fulfilling, at least the physical aspect was satisfying.
Second, their coupling resulted to the birth of two remarkable children.
Miya may not feel anything towards her son, much to her hidden self-disgust and regret, but Shiba Tatsuya is everything that his father is not.
Shiba Tatsuya is remarkable in every sense of the word.
Miyuki is remarkable in her own right.
For her children, Tatsuya included, Miya could not bring herself to regret laying with a man that was inferior to her.
He did contributed to the birth of a God, and the Queen destined to shackle said God.
For those reasons, Miya held her tongue when said husband began cohabitating with his former lover.
Miya did not have the capacity to be jealous of two inferior beings rutting behind her back.
Tatsurou did his job, fulfilled his end of the bargain, and that was enough.
Shiba Miya shared her bed Sakurai Honami out of lust and urges.
Miya have always considered all beauty as equals. She did not care if it was a man or a woman, she had lusted for both genders before, and she always considered the magicians produced from the Sakurai series as extremely pretty.
That's why, when she was asked to choose a Guardian, she picked one from the Sakurai series.
Sakurai Honami is a pretty little woman. She had a boyish charm on top of her feminine beauty. Pliable and submissive, it was easy for Miya to have Honami warm her bed.
And, if Miya was being brutally honest, Honami was incredible in bed, better than her husband by a mile. Although, that is probably because Miya develop fondness for Honami, something that she was unable to develop with her husband.
With Tatsurou, Miya could not feel anything beyond apathy for the man. Even during their coupling, regardless of Tatsurou's performance, Miya could not feel anything for the man beyond physical gratification.
With Honami, it was different, very different. Miya did not just feel lust or attraction towards her Guardian, she also felt a connection with her. Honami, like Tatsurou, would never be her equal. Their station and Honami's Guardian training would prevent them from being equal, but Honami was a good woman. Honami was a better father towards her children than Tatsurou could possibly be.
Honami went head and shoulders above her duty as a Guardian for her and her children, and Miya appreciated and adored her for that.
Also, more importantly, Honami has everything that Miya wants from a female partner.
Beautiful with a supple body, Honami was an amazing specimen for a female. Not to mention, Honami was submissive, easily trained, eager to please, and opened to activities that Miya wanted to partake.
If there was one thing Miya would say about Honami, it is that she's adaptable. She's caring and willing to conform with Miya's desires, and Honami was also greedy to take whatever Miya gave her.
It was a win-win for both of them.
Miya appreciated Honami to a degree that would have been frown upon by her family.
That said, Miya could never see herself falling in love with Honami.
Miya knew that Honami's devotion towards her was genuine, beyond her duty and programming. Honami honestly loves her.
For Miya's part, she tried to love her Guardian. Miya had done her duty for the family, and with that, she could find her own happiness, and Miya made an honest to goodness attempt to have that happiness with Honami.
Miya tried her hardest to love Honami as a lover. Miya was fond of Honami, and she enjoyed every second that she shared with Honami in their coupling. Honami was capable of sating her lust, she was very capable of taking her breath away, and there was enough emotional connection and fulfillment between them to satisfy Miya.
Miya made an attempt to love Honami, but at the end of the day, Miya failed, and a part of her hated herself for that.
As much as Miya adored Honami, she knew the affection between them will always have a question mark. Honami was a Guardian, first and foremost, her duty was to protect her. Everything beyond that parameter is secondary, and Miya hated that fact.
Miya lived her life prioritizing the Yotsuba over her desire, over her heart. Miya, in her hearts of hearts, in her most desired fantasy, wanted someone that would prioritized her heart. Not her wellbeing, not her safety for she was in borrowed time, but her heart.
And she knew, regardless of how much Honami loves her, regardless of how much they made love and plunge each other to nirvana, Honami would always prioritize her safety over her happiness and heart.
And that was the only thing that prevented Miya from completely falling for Honami.
When Honami died, Miya cried in both sadness and relief. Miya was devastated that her partner would no longer be with her, but was relieve knowing that she would not be able to break Honami's heart.
Regardless of the pleasure and ecstasy that they indulge in each other, Miya was unable to give her heart to Honami, and she knew that would break her Guardian's heart, and Miya was relieve to not have hurt her in such a way.
The third and last person who Miya shared her bed with was with her son, Tatsuya, and this was due to a moment of weakness.
Tatsuya was a subject that Miya hated to approach.
There was no familial love between them, even from her part, and that was a fault of her own.
She prioritize the wishes of the family over hers, and that had caused her a son.
Tatsuya was unable to love her as a mother, and she was unable to love her like a son.
Loving her as a man, is a different case entirely.
Miya did not know if this was due to an aftereffect from her Mental Design Interference Magic or due to her not seeing Tatsuya as her blood, but she had develop an attraction towards her supposed son.
In Miya's eyes, Tatsuya was already a man. He has an aura and the power of one. His body, although childish in some way, is developed and seasoned from his training. And Miya never really did agreed when people called Tatsuya average. Her father was a very attractive man, and Tatsuya took after him when it comes to looks.
Tatsuya is a powerful man, and Miya was attracted to that.
Their first coupling was due to a moment of weakness.
Miya, even though she could not fully love Honami, cared for her enough to grieve for her. She miss her friend terribly, enough to cry for her. Tatsuya stumbled upon her weeping and pathetic state, and, to her surprised after she regained her senses, he tried to offer her comfort.
Miya did not know what happened next, although she remembered a slap and angry yelling from her part, but when she recovered her senses, when she composed herself, she found herself on her bed, with Tatsuya laying down beside her, both of them naked as the day they were born. They were both covered in sweat, and Miya's entire body hurt in such a pleasant way that she knew that she had just made love with her supposed son.
And considering the pleasant ache throughout her body, Tatsuya performed well.
Considering the act that they had performed, Miya should have been disgusted and repulsed. She had sex with her son for crying out loud.
But she did not feel those emotions. In fact, Miya felt the opposite, which confused her. When it comes to Tatsuya, Miya had only shown him apathy at best and anger at most. The fact that she felt lust and desire for her son both scared and excited Miya.
Miya was confused due to this events, which led her to speaking with Tatsuya, which resulted in their second coupling.
Making sure that Miyuki is asleep, and utilizing magic to make sure that her daughter would remain in slumber, Miya summoned Tatsuya in her bedding chamber. When Tatsuya entered her chambered, he only asked one question.
"Would you like to do it again?"
Those seven words were asked in the blandest and most apathetic tone of voice.
Miya did not care as she gave her answer.
"Yes."
Miya replied with the absence of shame or disgust from her tone.
And with that, Miya laid with her son again, and if she was being honest, for a boy that was incapable of feeling lust, Tatsuya drove her to heights of pleasure that Tatsurou was incapable of doing, to ecstasy and bliss that Honami could only dream of bringing her.
Tatsuya touched her in ways that made her core wet in hunger and body begging for more. He had kissed her in a way that made every inch of her skin, every bone in her body, shiver in anticipation, as well as made her blood burn in desire and want.
Tatsuya fucked her in a way that incited both love and lust within. Tatsuya took her in such a masterful way that Miya wanted, needed more.
But more importantly for Miya at least, Tatsuya looked at her not with apathy nor indifference. In the haze of pleasure that Tatsuya hammered into her, there was love in his eyes, and it was directed at her, not at Miyuki, but at her.
Miya did not know why but those eyes made her want to have Tatsuya more.
After hours of love making, after hours of Miya moaning and screaming her disowns son's name and Tatsuya growling and grunting in pleasure, both she and Tatsuya laid together, side by side, naked, sweating, and sated, Miya specially.
Tatsuya satisfied her in a way that Tatsurou and Honami never could.
When the hazed of pleasured cleared, and her afterglow fated, Miya inquired why Tatsuya would indulge her in this kind of activity.
Their lack familial relationship aside, they were still mother and son, and Tatsuya, her even, should have enough sense to know that what they did was taboo, forbidden.
Tatsuya answered in a way that was completely him.
"I care not for you, but I do care for Miyuki, and her happiness is paramount, meaning that until you take your last breath, you need to be happy, for Miyuki's sake. Miyuki would remember you, living what remains of your life at your happiest. For that, I am at your disposal."
That was not the answer that Miya wanted or needed, but it was an answer that she could live with.
Tatsuya's entire life revolves around Miyuki. Tatsuya would not compromise when it comes to Miyuki's wellbeing.
Tatsuya baring himself to her is a compromise. For him to offer, to surrender himself to her, regardless of the reason indicates that there was something resembling love from him to her.
Miya did not know why but that made her happy.
"Until my last breath, be my husband." It was shameful, Miya admitted, at how desperate she sounded, but she did not care.
There was no familial love between them, both of them were incapable of seeing each other as family. Husband and wife, man and woman, might be a different case.
The kiss that Tatsuya pressed on her lips sealed the deal.
From that night to the day Miya breathed her last breath, Tatsuya and Miya acted like husband and wife to the best of their ability.
They were still distant from each other, and there were apathy between them in their current relationship, but there were small gestures of affection between them that were absent before. Whether it was Miya preparing a cup of coffee for Tatsuya or Tatsuya offering small, genuine smiles at Miya, whether it was them openly collaborating in project, they warmth up to each other, showed their affection to each other to the best of their abilities.
Miyuki was enthusiastic at the sudden change of relationship between her two most precious people, and for the first time in her life, Miyuki felt like they were an actual family.
To a degree, she was correct. At that time, Tatsuya treated her like he would a child. The subtle difference flew over Miyuki's head, but Miya could see the contrast on how Tatsuya treated Miyuki before.
The way Tatsuya adapted with his new role warmth Miya's heart.
Every night, when Miyuki is in the world of sleep, Miya would take Tatsuya to her bedroom. Miyuki's sleep would always be enforce by her magic, for Miya knew that her taking Tatsuya to her bed is a betrayal to her daughter.
Tatsuya would always be Miyuki's destiny. The fact that Miya would have Tatsuya for a night, much less multiple nights, is a betrayal.
A betrayal that Miya refused to feel any guilt or shame from. Miya wanted to be selfish in the twilight of her life, and she would be selfish.
Having Tatsuya as a sexual partner is an amazing experience. He looks better when compared to Tatsurou, with a better body and an even bigger cock. And like Honami, he was a fast learner when it comes to pleasuring her, he was even eager to drive her to blissful ecstasy. Tatsuya was even open for experimentation like Honami.
Unlike Tatsurou, who was unable to, and Honami, who was unwilling to, Tatsuya was able and willing to take the lead, to be on top, to dominate her.
And Miya allowed him.
Unlike her two previous partners, Tatsuya was her equal in every way imaginable. Her blood runs within his veins. Her abilities would always be above his, but his power dwarfs hers considerably. They were also equal when it comes to intellect.
They were equals, and that was probably why Miya was willing to have Tatsuya be on top of her, and whenever he was, whenever he finished with her, her breath would always be ragged, and whatever orifice he was fucking ached in pleasure.
After their love making, with her satisfied and gratified, her holes filled to the brim with his seeds, Tatsuya would stay beside her, would lay besides her. Tatsuya would kiss her forehead and held her in a way that was supposedly reserve only for Miyuki.
The care and love that Tatsuya showed her every night made Miya jealous of Miyuki.
One day, it would be Miyuki who Tatsuya would be making love to. One day, it would be Miyuki who would moan, scream, and mewl Tatsuya's name. One day, it would be Miyuki who would cry and beg for Tatsuya for more pleasure.
Tatsuya and Miyuki, they were each other's destiny.
But that destiny is not today. It would not be tomorrow. It would not be next week. It would not be next month.
Until that destiny arrives, and until her life fades completely, Tatsuya was her husband.
She was unable to love Tatsuya as a son.
As a man, it seems that she was capable, and she had 13 years of neglect to make up for.
Miya would do so for what remains of her life.
Seven months later, when Miya was at the verge of death, she cherish the scared yet accepting gripped Miyuki had on her hands, and the single tear that flowed out of Tatsuya's eye was heartwarming to her.
Her Tatsuya shedding a single tear for her meant that the last few months was not nothing for him, and that alone satisfied her.
To die with a form of love from Tatsuya, it was more than she could have ever want or ask for.
The last seven months of her life was a fantastic play, a happy fantasy on what could have been her life. An adorable daughter in Miyuki, and a distant yet caring husband played by Tatsuya.
Miya lived a difficult life, filled with duty and heartache, but at least the last months of her life, she was able to be happy.
Miya experience what could have been, and the tear from her son's (husband's) eyes indicated that at least she paid back 13 years of misery that she gave her son.
Miya was at least able to experience the touch of a lover and a husband.
Miya lived a miserable life, but she would say that at least she died happy.
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