A follow-up chapter after Ritsuka finishes the first Lostbelt. Just your typical angst and fluff and all that. Oh, and it's also a lemon.
Mind you that I'm an NA player so I don't have much information about the second arc in general except for the translations by some fans over in the Grand Order subreddit, so forgive me if the little tidbits I write about the Lostbelts are wrong… along with my shitty Russian since I know jack shit about the language. You can either correct me civilly, or call me a noob and feel better, I guess.
Also potential spoilers for Lostbelt One.
That said, I hope you enjoy this.
Edited: 8/20/19
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"You really don't need to do this, Ana."
"I don't need to, but I want to, Master."
"But-"
A slim finger shushed him, Anastasia rounded on the young man to face him, her other hand still intertwined with his, as her lips tugged in a small, yet mischievous smile. One that Ritsuka returned with an unsure grin as the two walked within the snowy landscape.
His black and gray mystic code stood out in the middle of the cold. As by normal standards, black shirt and grey pants were not an ideal clothing to wear in the winter. He was thankful that his clothes were not ordinary, but were enhanced by magic to negate the effects of the cold around him.
"Hush, вам понравится это." She spoke, her smile never leaving her face. Rather than the normal regal dress she wore, the duchess had instead, opted to wear something more casual looking.
Replacing her blue cloak was a red and black winter jacket appropriate for the weather. The bottom of her dress had shortened up to her upper thighs, resembling a short skirt as black stockings covered her legs. While a traditional white Ushanka rested atop her head to complete her look.
To say that the past days or so were eventful was an understatement. A new threat arrived just after the entry of the new director of Chaldea, along with the many soldiers and one priest he brought along with him, and it all went downhill from there.
The world was once more in need saving, and to do that, her Master had to venture into a Lostbelt, a phenomenon similar to a Singularity but different. Instead of having to fix an irregular time mishap created by a Holy Grail, therefore having to be repaired. A Lostbelt was the opposite, having to destroy it in order to correctly repair the timeline of human history.
While she, herself had not been able to join with them, having to have help the other Servants around the Shadow Border, their mobile Chaldea. She had heard of what transpired in there, specifically her counter-part that her Master fought.
It was shocking, of course. Having seen the other Anastasia from before when they had invaded Chaldea's headquarters. But she felt… knew that it still must have felt like a heavy weight was placed upon after her Master after witnessing her other's actions first hand.
But it also hurt her, despite knowing that she was a separate entity from that version of her. Having the same voice, face, and body did not help in the slightest. Add to the fact Ritsuka had also been distant lately, having had to take a shot at her counter-part which had critically wounded her to the point that the other Servants took the advantage and captured the enemy Master.
Due to this, her Master had been staying in his quarters in the mobile Chaldea more than often, and was busy than ever like before. But it now felt stressful unlike then, so much so that she had noticed him staying up all night to finish whatever report or strategy he had been making.
This not only worried her, but the other Servants as well. So, with help from Da-Vinci and Mash, she had managed to convince Ritsuka to take a break and relax in the snow.
Hand in hand, the two had secretly separated from the others a while ago, exploring the vast area together, alone. She enjoyed spending time with him after all, and wanted to do more of that with just the two of them. Her adventurous nature took the helm, and they cherished the short time of fun together.
"I guess it's not that bad." Ritsuka spoken up, looking around the snow covered land with a smile on his face.
While having been in areas similar to these, he had not paid much attention to his surroundings due to the many dire situations he was placed in. But now, in a temporary time of peace, he had to admit that, when not in danger, the locations he had been in were beautiful, this place being no different.
Besides him, Anastasia giggled. "Not a bad idea no, Master?" She glanced at him, absentmindedly swinging her hand that held his. The warmth that she oh-so loved about him tingling her palms and heating her body. "Much better than hiding out in your room." The Servant said.
Ritsuka chuckled.
"It's a nice change of pace."
Comfortable silence overtook the two as they continued their walk within the snowing land. Ever since their little moment weeks ago they had been often more seen with each other recently, much to the surprise to the staff and other Servants, which quickly turned to support after rumors had spread, and had only been confirmed by them being seen together.
He smiled.
Never in his life had he ever thought of being with someone like Anastasia. They were nearly opposites of one another. But he supposed life worked in mysterious ways, he should know.
"And I wouldn't have it any either way." He thought out loud.
"Master?" Anastasia looked at him curiously.
"Nothing to worry about, Ana." He assured her with a smile, before his eyes darted forward.
"Woah…"
The two had reached a cliff which overlooked the land filled with trees below. The sky was painted a nice shade of yellow, orange, and blue, along with the sun that gave the sight before the two a breathtaking moment, with the snowflakes that dropped down on them enhancing the already gorgeous view that they were lucky enough to find.
"Beautiful…" Anastasia whispered softly as Ritsuka glanced at her.
'Not as beautiful as you, Natsya.'
Her other hand reaching towards the small camera hanging from her neck. The girl took hold of the device, and pointed towards the sight before them. The shutter went off, indicating the captured picture of the stunning view.
Releasing his hand from hers, the boy took a closer step. Wanting to observe the afternoon sun in detail with a smile on his face. Even if he could never go back to his normal life before all this, he was glad moments such as these existed.
"Master."
Ritsuka turned to face his Servant.
"Yes, Anas-"
His head went back and he was sent down in surprise as a snowball hit directly to his face. He laid in the snow, hearing Anastasia's giggles as she watched her Master's dumbstruck form.
Inwardly, he smirked.
'Too can play that game...'
Taking advantage of the distraction, the Master retaliated and his own snowball flew hit the duchess, who gave a cry of surprise. Standing up, he grinned as he wiped the snow on his face, watching as the snowball he had thrown slid down Anastasia's jacket.
Ritsuka ducked behind a log when another ball of snow zipped past his head. A sign of a war. Smirking, his hand scooped down to the ground as he formed another ball of snow, hearing his Servant's giggles from the other side which brought him amusement.
Peeking from his makeshift cover, he had noticed the duchess was nowhere to be found, most likely hiding behind a tree, waiting for his counter attack.
Popping his upper body out, Ritsuka angled his arm and-
"Wah!"
Before he could even shout his threat, a barrage of snowballs hit him one after another in a rapid shot, sending him back down to his log cover and leaving his one snowball to fall to the ground. The laughter of his Servant being heard from the trees.
Groaning, he looked up from his cover and saw Anastasia, who was smiling impishly as a shadowy figure surfaced from behind her, all holding snowballs ranging from big to small.
"That's not fair!" Ritsuka protested.
"All's fair in love and war, Master~" Anastasia replied with a giggle as Viy started putting its arms in a position, ready to hit their Master at any moment's notice.
And the two engaged in a hilariously one-sided snowball fight which was more or less Ritsuka trying to (and failing) dodge Anastasia and Viy's bombardment of snowballs that quickly knocked him down each and every time. With him only managing to hit them once or twice.
The two laughed as they fought in their little 'war', enjoying their time together, even if it was just a short duration. Yet it honestly made Ritsuka happy that, not only was he having fun, but most importantly Anastasia was too, which mattered to him the most.
As he shook his head from any additional snow that had landed on him, his eyes trailed towards the girl in front of him who was patting her jacket with her free hand to remove any snow that had stayed.
The two glanced at each other without saying anything. Taking his hand, Anastasia softly intertwined it with hers as they stared into each other's eyes. Their faces a shade of pink.
However, she had noticed the hesitance in his actions, the uncertainty as his face morphed to that of regret and shame. Her hand quickly tightened around his, worry evident on her face.
"Master…?"
Ritsuka snapped back to reality as he shook his head. "Sorry." He apologized swiftly. "I just… I-I…" He stuttered in an attempt to excuse himself, but she knew her Master all too well when he tried to hide something.
Silence consumed them.
Without thinking, he pulled her close. She gasped, his free arm found its way to her side as he engulfed her into a soft, yet firm embrace. Despite his gentle breathing, she could feel his slight desperation and fear, afraid as if she was going to disappear in his arms.
"I… I know that she wasn't you." He whispered. "She may have looked like you, acted like you, and talked like you... but…" The Master faltered, his defenses, the way he coped from the stress and pain breaking as he spoke. "When I took the shot… I… I-"
"Master." Her voice stopped him firmly. "Please don't do this to yourself." She pleaded to him softly, her hand slowly cupping his warm cheek. "I'm sorry you had to go through that… to face the other me." She spoke, her eyes showing the same sadness as his. "But you must know that you are still here… that I am still here, with you." She smiled a hopeful smile that gave Ritsuka assurance. Her hand slowly fell from his cheek. She separated from him to look at him fully.
"That was a heavy burden for you to carry… but always remember that I am with you every step of the way." She said. "Please Ritsuka, if you would allow me, I will carry that burden with you."
"I…" The young man looked at her, speechless. His mouth opened and closed but no word came out, before a small smile replaced his shocked form.
What did he do to deserve someone like her?
"Thank you… Natsya." He whispered, just loud enough for her to hear. Before he pulled her close once more, happy with the small, joyful giggles that escaped the duchess.
"This…" Anastasia started, her thump lightly rubbing Ritsuka's hand.
Her heart beat loudly like a drum ringing inside her body.
"This is… okay… right?" She finished unsurely, fidgeting with nervousness after she said the word, her mind racked with doubt and anxiety, her cheeks already pink hue growing darker.
Ritsuka's blush deepened, as he rubbed his neck with his free hand, looking away from Anastasia, his blue eyes trying to look anywhere but her. In his jumpiness, his arm moved forward and pulled her closer to him by accident.
"Yeah… I guess it is…" He agreed, cursing his stuttering voice as awkward silence filled the air.
Once more he dared, and he looked back at her. Watching her form which was slightly rubbing his side. She noticed his staring and, in a brave move, closed the gap between them and leaned on him, her face directly below his as they stared at each other.
She could feel his breath tingling her neck, and she shivered on the inside, the hot breath on her face only served to darken her cheeks some more as her eye lids grew heavy, while her mouth parted slightly in an attempt to control her breathing.
He felt her body pressed on his, and her more… womanly attributes squishing against his arm. His mind slowly went into a frenzy as her breathing got more visible from his view. While her soft hand played with his gloved one.
'What... the hell is happening?!' Ritsuka panicked in the inside, alarm bells going off his head to back off and retreat before he would do something he would regret only for his outer self to merely stand and stare at his Servant.
"Master…" Anastasia's smooth voice broke his thoughts as she exhaled, her eye half-lidded as she stared into his eyes.
"A-Anastasia…" He sputtered, his cheeks growing redder by the seconds.
Slowly but surely, the two leaned in as their eyes closed-
"Senpai!"
And stopped midway.
With widened eyes, the two quickly parted from each other with dark red hues adorning their cheeks as Mash ran up to them, a relieved look on her face as she huffed, the messy trail behind her indicating that she had been searching for them in alarm.
"Thank goodness…" She muttered, as Fou squeaked happily on her shoulder at the sight of the two missing members. "I've been looking all over for the both of you." She stated, a worried look on her face. "Please don't sneak out like that again, you two…" The purple haired girl implored. "You nearly gave the others a heart attack when you guys went missing."
Ritsuka gave her a sheepish expression, his hand rubbing the back of his neck, smiling apologetically. "Sorry about that, Mash…"
Anastasia on the other hand, gave the girl a playful smile as she held her Master's hand.
"I make no promises…" She chirped, giggling at the inside at the other girl's expression.
"Well… look who's back!" Cú Chulainn, dressed in a blue winter coat, laughed as Ritsuka walked towards the Servants lounging around the campfire they had built. The boy sighed in exasperation as he took a seat besides the blue lancer.
Night had fallen shortly after the three had made it back to where the others had stayed for the time being. Servants and staff, dressed in various clothing fit for the winter, celebrated for the clearing of the Lostbelt. Many were relieved to see their Master and fellow Servant alive and well after hours of searching, but Ritsuka did get an earful from the stricter Servants.
Emiya, who sat across them on another log, sighed in disappointment, giving his Master a stern look.
"While it is nice that you had come back, please do be more considerate when leaving, Master." He told him. "It would be unsightly if you had been attacked." The Archer advised.
Cú snorted. "The lad would have been fine." The man waved off the suggestion dismissively, patting his Master's back as he grinned. "He did have that lass with him." He added, before his grin turned devilish. "Speaking of which…"
Ritsuka yelped in surprise when the lancer suddenly hooked him with his arm and leaned his face close to his, his grin giving off a mischievous vibe, which the Master did not like one bit.
"You and Miss Anastasia didn't do anything… did you?" He winked at him, a suggestive smirk on his face as Cú wiggled his eyebrows, eliciting chuckles and laughs from the other male Servants.
The Master's face turned dark red at the implication. He sputtered to deny the claim, only to bring out laughter from the others, much to his embarrassment.
He laughed nervously. "W-what?! N-no! Not like t-that!" He stuttered helplessly, his face growing redder as the laughter increased. He ducked his head, groaning. "We're just friends…"
Emiya, in a red set of winter clothes, chuckled while he stood up and proceeded to sit beside him, patting the boy's back. "Master, you're really bad at lying." He informed Ritsuka, which only served to make the boy sink further in his place.
The blue lancer chortled. "For once, I agree with the bastard." He grinned. "Almost everyone knows what happened to the two of you, 's pretty obvious y'know?"
Wearing a simple green fuzzy jacket, Diarmuid smiled unsurely at Ritsuka from his seat next to his King. "You weren't exactly hiding it, Master. With how much you two seem to spend time with each other, coupled with you disappearing with her… it was pretty much known you two were… closer than before." He offered his own thoughts.
Fionn, who also wore his own set of clothing appropriate for the winter, laughed. "That just means our Master here is growing!" He exclaimed. "To venture together alone without any supervision," The Servant chuckled. "Who knows what would have happened if Miss Mash had not stumbled upon you two?"
More laughter aroused as the Master groans became louder, the feeling of embarrassment clouding him like a blanket.
From the other side of the camp, the female Servants also had their own conversation, particularly about a blushing duchess who remained quiet throughout the gossip.
Medb tittered happily, leaning next to Anastasia, her face full of mirth as she spoke to the girl. "To think you were the one to capture our dear Master's heart." She cackled, enjoying the sight of the white haired Servant's flustered cheeks. "Though I never thought you would be as daring as to secretly leave with him alone." She said slyly.
Anastasia's cheeks reddened.
"I wonder…" Medb continued. "Was it possible that you were trying to… seduce him?" She grinned at the girl's already crimson face explode in red, giving a squeak of surprise.
"N-no! N-not l-ike that!" The girl denied frivolously, much to the amusement of the other Servants. Mash, who sat beside her, sighed and patted the caster's arm in an attempt to comfort her.
"I'm really sorry about her, Anastasia." The Shielder apologized on Medb's behalf.
The Queen herself, on the other hand, leaned closer to the poor duchess, whispering into her ear. "You know, I do know some techniques in the bedroom that could be… helpful, if you know what I mean~" She giggled.
"I…I-" Anastasia stammered, her eyes darting everywhere in an effort to escape. It was bad enough that the other Servants had questioned her relationship with Ritsuka, but this was crossing the line!
It also didn't help that Viy was joining in their tease. The traitor.
"Tell you what." Medb smiled ruefully, placing a hand on the white haired girl's shoulder. "Since our dear Master has been giving such a hard time to himself, do you want to know how to really cheer him up?" She asked.
Anastasia meekly nodded her head. It was her main goal after all.
Medb's smile turned shrewd as she leaned closer to the girl's ear.
"First you speak to him alone and…" The other female Servants looked on curiously as Medb's hushed whisper seemed to affect Anastasia greatly, if her cheeks turning red once more was any indication.
"I-I can't do that!" The white haired girl squeaked as she held Viy close to her, a blush overtaking her face once more. Medb leaned away from her, the same devilish smile still plastered on her face. "T-that's i-it's so-!"
"Daring? Adventurous? Exciting? Arousing?" Medb supplied with a titter. The rider had her arms akimbo as Anastasia looked down on the ground in embarrassment. Not for long, she looked back up and shook her head rapidly. "I-I can't do that to Master, I-I-"
"From one royalty to another, just consider it. Okay?" Medb requested with a happy smile on her face.
Anastasia swallowed, her thoughts in a flurry as she tightened her grip on Viy considerably, the ideas putted in her head by the Queen was all she could think about.
'H-how does one e-even get into that p-position anyway?!'
"Man, I'm beat…" Ritsuka sighed tiredly after entering his quarters. His shoulder slumped, making his way into his bed. Never minding the light switch as he entered the darkness of his room.
After the celebration, nearly everyone (sans for the rowdier Servants) had retreated back into their own rooms, including himself. The embarrassment from the male Servants, and the energy of various campfire songs had tired him out significantly. A much needed rest was what Ritsuka wanted.
His bed was calling, and he was going to answer it.
Rather than usually stripping off his clothes, the teen simply removed his harness, unbuttoned his black shirt to reveal a similarly black colored undershirt that clung to his form. The young man immediately set towards his bed, ready to relax before going to sleep. Shortly falling into the comfy mattress, his head landed on his pillow and sleep took over shortly after.
...
…
…
A weight shifted in his bed.
"Master..."
With a groan, Ritsuka languidly opened his eyes and rubbed them, feeling the leathery texture of his Mystic Code's gloves. The cool air that breezed in his quarters thanks to the ventilation freshened him enough to stay awake.
"Hello?"
He was met with silence, the darkness of his room giving him not much of sight to see what was happening. Yet it felt like something was weighing down on him. In his sleep-adled mind, he spoke.
"Fou?"
No, it wasn't the fluffy pet that would normally do this, due to whatever was weighing him down felt bigger than Fou. Which confirmed that it wasn't something, but someone.
'What?'
Precariously, his left arm moved to touch whoever was pinning him. Only to feel something smooth and soft, prompting him to grope it.
"Ahn~"
A moan.
…
"Wha-?"
"M-master, y-your hand is touching my rear!" A voice, which he found was feminine, exclaimed from the darkness.
A voice he very well knew.
He snapped awake.
"A-Anastasia?!"
Throwing his hand off his face, teal blue eyes met a lighter shade of blues that he was very familiar with.
Anastasia stared back at him, completely red with a flustered face, yet her eyes revealed a sultry and desirous glint within.
Even in the darkness, his vision was clear as day as his eyes went down to his Servant's body and-
His words died in his mouth, staring at her clothing… or lack thereof.
The black lingerie thankfully covered her private parts, with the decorative patterns and designs which showed more skin that left little to the imagination. A small white gown attached to a satin neckwear swathed her upper body which covered her more delicate parts of her breasts that was decorated with flowers.
Gloves and thigh highs made with the same material of her neckwear complete with little patterns that acted as strings attaching to the garter belt just above the lingerie. Her usual royal blue cloak draped over her shoulders that complimented her outfit in a seductive way.
Ritsuka's mouth opened and closed, as if he was imitating a fish.
Anastasia stared at him shyly, her cheeks tinted a dark red which only made the sight more arousing as she straddled him. Her pelvis moving left and right, simulating very pleasurable feelings from her Master.
He groaned from disbelief and arousal. 'Is... is she grinding her hips?!'
"Master…" Her soft voice brought him back to reality, her breathing hearable as she leaned closer to him, never stopping her hips. While her gloved hands cupped both of his cheeks in a seductive manner.
"Do you like what you see?" She whispered into his ear.
"I.." Ritsuka swallowed, feeling his nether regions hardening at the action of his Servant's grinding. And judging from the duchess' already red cheeks bloom, she felt it too.
"Natsya… where did you even get clothes like this?!" He spoke softly with wide eyes, his excitement growing as the seconds pass.
"Q-Queen M-Medb," Anastasia answered. "S-She told me a few… interesting tidbits about the male body… and helped me get this…" The white haired girl confessed. "Her description on what I should do was… exquisite."
Her hands went down from his face to his chest, griping the fabric of his undershirt. "Please… Master…" Anastasia began tilting her head, her body leaned down for her breasts to rub against his chest.
"Allow me to show you what I have been taught."
With that, she let her lips meet his.
'Pillows…' Was Ritsuka's first thought. 'her lips feels like pillows… and kinda tastes like marshmallow.'
As expected for their first time, their kiss was sloppy, but gentle. Anastasia's lips tasted sweet and cool, like having mint without the bitter taste. The way she let out a quiet gasp as he captured her lips made it all the more sweeter. Her naivety and inexperience also brought arousal to him.
Ritsuka's lips on the other hand, was just what she had expected. Warm and firm, like he was. She savored it as she drove in for more, loving the feeling of his lips against hers. Her Master's hands found their way towards her rear.
"Ahh~"
She moaned in his mouth in surprise and excitement, feeling his fingers gently groping her derriere. The texture of his gloves rubbing against her soft skin as he too, leaned closer to relish her mouth.
He heard the caster suck in a quick breath, before she grabbed the back of his neck with one hand, the other holding his head as she got more adventurous. He gasped in surprise and shock as her tongue invaded his mouth, exploring his cavern before he also joined in. His tongue playfully fighting hers in a battle of dominance.
Their need for air eventually was realized and they both separated from each other, panting. Staring at each other with half-lidded eyes. Ritsuka's hands finding their way to her waist.
"D-Did you like that M-Master?" Nervousness tinged Anastasia's voice, her unsure tone making Ritsuka's grip mildly tighten on her waist as a way of assurance.
"Very…" He responded simply.
Despite her uneasiness, she giggled. "That means what Queen Medb told me was helpful…" She said, before Ritsuka leaned forward and captured her lips, catching her by surprise.
Taking control this time, he immediately darted his tongue forward and started to explore every creek and crevice of his Servant's mouth, enjoying the little moans Anastasia made.
Somehow the girl's hands made their way to his backside, gripping the hem of his undershirt. Ritsuka propped upwards a bit, helping the duchess remove the article of clothing from him as their lips stayed connected in a frenzied kiss.
Now shirtless, giving his firm and toned chest much needed freedom, the Master decided to return the favor, moving his arms to her shoulders Ritsuka let Anastasia's cloak fall down, before moving to the middle of her back, he skillfully unhooked the white gown. He watched as it fell to her lap, setting her medium-sized bust free from its restrictions, her nipples already hard.
Releasing from their kiss, the two panted once more as Anastasia rested her hands on his pectoral muscles, gasping slightly while her half-lidded eyes looked at him in growing lust.
Letting go of her waist, the black haired teen removed his gloves. His hands went up to her breasts. She gasped loudly as he massaged her globes. Ritsuka then inclined his head towards her neck, letting his teeth nibble slightly at her sensitive throat making her moan hotly. Her brain turning into mush at how… good he was at this.
"Master!" Anastasia whimpered as the boy continued to suck at her neck. "W-When did you…?" She groaned softly.
Leaning away from her neck, Ritsuka's expression turned sheepish.
"Hanging out with Teach and Osakabehime wasn't really a good influence on me." He admitted, before shaking his head and dove towards her neck once more. "But enough about them…" He smirked, making her blush.
"Let's focus on you and me…"
Leisurely, Ritsuka's other hand began to make its way down from her chest and down her legs. Sliding the undergarment aside. Widening his eyes in surprise at the stained black-colored panties.
"You're really wet down there… Natsya…"
She blushed from embarrassment and arousal.
"Queen Medb's imageries on what to do was vivid…" Anastasia replied with red cheeks.
Taking the initiative, his finger's ghosted past her lower lips, making her mewl and gasp and whimper. His teasing making her beg in needy moans and whines.
Her plea was answered, as his fingers finally diving into her body, and she gasped abruptly from the sudden intrusion.
"Ma…" Anastasia wriggled and withered, her hands finding place on Ritsuka's shoulders as she shuddered in pleasure. Shivering from the way her Master's fingers wiggled inside her, making her leak juices from her lower lips at the stimulation.
Was this the… foreplay Queen Medb mentioned? If so, the duchess was both excited and nervous for the main course. Wondering if it was as pleasurable, as delightful as this.
Her Master's assault on her nether regions didn't stop as he continuously pumped his fingers in and out of her melodically, his fingers touching every part of her sensitive passage making her mind soar, and not for long, she felt her release coming.
"M-Master! I-I'm-!" Anastasia started.
His fingers curled within her, making her gasp sharply.
Ritsuka felt her tighten around his fingers as one of her arms gripped his hand that was inside her. Anastasia held her head back in pleasure, her juices gushing down on his hand as she climaxed from him hitting her G-spot.
Letting her calm down from her release, he drew back. Looking at his messy fingers wet with her liquids curiously. Ritsuka licked his fingers, tasting Anastasia's substance, and the taste was sweet indeed. Smirking a bit when the girl blushed at the sight.
He groaned slightly when her hand landed on his crotch, gently rubbing his already hardened member. Pulling the zipper down clumsily in the dark, Anastasia gasped as his junior sprang out.
The six and a half-inch member stood straight in clear view. Flustered yet awed, Anastasia reached out to touch it. 'She said to grip it like this…' The girl recalled, softly grabbing her Master's pole and rubbed the head with her thumb and proceeded to pump up and down as what Medb had taught her, Ritsuka's grunts being her reward.
"…Natsya…" He moaned her name, flustering her. Throwing his head back and closing his eyes.
Knowing that she was doing right, the caster continued her actions slowly, afraid to go any further lest she do something wrong. After a few minutes of servicing him, she advanced to the next step of Medb's instructions.
Ritsuka's mouth opened in shock when something warm and wet engulfed his member. Anastasia closed her eyes as her head went back and forth diligently, the words of the rider Servant ringing in her ears, guiding her on what to do.
She brushed her hair away while Ritsuka covered his red face, never stopping her sucking as she did, listening intently to the grunts and groans he made. Her hand gripping the base of his cock.
His sounds were like music to her ears.
The girl's clumsy, yet eagerness to pleasure him was making it hard for him to hold back. Anastasia, herself was also growing wet. Her free hand making its way to her honeypot, rubbing it slightly as she continued pleasuring her Master.
Before long, the quick strokes and licks the duchess made had brought Ritsuka to the edge.
"N-Natsya! I-I'm…-!"
Grabbing her head, Ritsuka groaned and released. Surprising Anastasia greatly as her mouth was suddenly filled with a thick and creamy substance that spurted out of her Master's member.
'Mmm… bitter, yet sweet…'
Closing her eyes, she took a liking towards the white liquid. Swallowing it as more came out, much to her satisfaction. Yet so much had came out, Anastasia had to eventually pull back.
"Phwah!"
With a pop, her Master's organ was free from her mouth, semen dripping out from its slit, spurting out which hit her forehead and cheeks. Gingerly, she scooped some up with her hands. Just like Ritsuka, she also tasted the teen's essence, enjoying it greatly as she swallowed the remaining sperm that was left out. However, her eyes widened when she noticed the teen's member back to full mast.
"Master… you're hard again."
He nodded and awkwardly chuckled at his Servant's reddening cheeks. Taking control once more, Ritsuka dove and switched their positions.
Anastasia laid down on the mattress, her white hair framing around her. The light blue shade of her eyes illuminating in the moonlight that peeked from the window of his quarters, her pale skin practically glowing in the serene light that made Ritsuka's mouth run dry.
The sight of her was truly breathtaking.
She stared into his eyes shyly, her white hair sprawled over her left side, the way her body was situated gave her a very gentle, yet alluring vibe that pulled him in.
"You're so beautiful, Natsya…" He said with warmth, his eyes moving towards every part of her body, mesmerized with her figure.
"Master…"
She said in a whisper as her eyes gazed at him lovingly. Her lips parted, speaking once more.
"Make love to me…"
"Anastasia…" He muttered in a haze.
The girl captured his lips once more.
Tender, loving heat radiated between them. Anastasia yearned for it to fill her. She craved it. Needed it.
"I love you... I want you." she breathed into him.
The warmth of his defined, firm chest pressing her into the bed made her mind spiral deeper in lust and wanton love and adoration. She could hear the beat of her own heart as she gasped his name. But she could feel every sensation of touch from the man she loved that her body had unknowingly longed for.
Ritsuka nodded and steeled himself. Taking a hold of his member, he positioned it just outside her entrance, refraining from putting it in, teasing her sensually. Anastaisa groaned in desire, wiggling her hips in want as she stared at his hard knob with neediness in her eyes.
"Master… please don't tease me." She pouted and mumbled hotly, her breath visible in the night air.
Nodding, Ritsuka inhaled and slowly sheathed his member inside her.
"Ah!"
Unlike her cries from before, this one was filled with pain, which almost made the Master have second thoughts. Before her hand gripped his, assuring her that it was fine.
Blood leaked out and slicked his member as Anastasia closed her eyes tightly with tears building at the side, ready to spill out due to the pain. Quickly, Ritsuka brought a hand to wipe it away.
"Shh…" His voice, tender and gentle, brought warmth to her heart as he helped soothe the pain. He leaned in, bringing their bodies closer together as Ritsuka pressed his forehead against hers. Giving her a clear look of his teal eyes which she loved oh-so much that looked even more stunning in the moonlight.
"It's okay…" He whispered to her, comforting her in her time of need. He stayed in her, motionless as he let her adjust to his size. He moved his hand from the corner of her eye to her hair, as he brushed her hair aside.
Gently, he thrusted his hips. Hearing a small, yet pleased moan which gave Ritsuka confidence to pull his hips back, before shooting it forward, rewarding him with more pleasurable sounds coming from the Servant as she slowly eased off the pain.
"M-Master…" She mewled. "Y-you're… you're-" Her words were cut short as Ritsuka gyrated his hips more, thrusting in her softly, yet at the same time firmly to give her more comfort. She gripped the bed sheets tightly as he speared into her over and over, their grunts and moans echoing in the room.
"Anastasia…" The Master gritted his teeth. "You're… so… tight!" He mumbled as he thrusted into her in a moderate pace, her moans encouraging him.
"You're a bit big… Master," The girl let admitted. "But… I'll manage." Anastasia gave a small smile, the pain practically gone as she embraced him affectionately. Her want, her desire to show that she was willing to sacrifice something important to her such as her first time, her purity, to make him happy driving her on as Ritsuka thrusted inside her.
Her walls clenched tightly around him. In return his thrusts intensified, it became faster, hitting spots she had never even known, driving deep into her with gusto. Her body arched slightly from the pleasure as her mouth let out loud moans that she was sure the other Servants had heard by now.
Like she cared.
"Faster… please!" She demanded softly, and Ritsuka complied, his thrusts escalating further, which brought more pleasure to the both of them, her hips meeting in tandem with his in a rhythm that she never wanted to stop.
"Natsya… I'm so close…" He said, shuddering. His member pumping in and out rapidly as he felt the girl's walls clench tightly once more.
"Me too, Master…" She bit her lip, watching her hips meeting his intensely, the feeling of her climax slowly reaching her.
His thrusts turned frantic, desperate for release as she was. His penetration reaching to her womb, sending shivers down her spine as the pleasure slowly overwhelmed her.
"A-Anastasia, I'm-!" He didn't get to finish as she lunged forward and smashed her lips onto his, meeting each other in a loving lip-lock as Ritsuka slammed forward with a groan.
Anastasia moaned into his mouth as she felt his release into her insides, the warm seed entering her womb as they caressed each other into a tight, and needy embrace.
The two fell backwards into the mattress, as Anastasia landed on Ritsuka. The two panted, exhausted from what they had done, still calming down from their respective orgasm, the Master's seed still leaking out of Anastasia. The moonlight was angled just right for the teen to watch his visible breathe as his muscles relaxed from the strenuous, but rewarding activity.
Thoroughly satisfied and happy, the duchess gave out a tired smile. Throwing her arms around his neck, she buried her head into the crook of his neck, nuzzling her face as he laid a hand on her shoulder.
"That was…" The Master started, his eyes staring into the ceiling as silence engulfed them, with their shallow breathing being the only sound in the darkness of his room. "Amazing." He smiled, glancing down at her.
Anastasia smile grew, relieved that her Master had unknowingly assured her of the little fear and doubts deep in her mind.
She clasped her hand with his, lifting her head to gaze at him with longing affection, one that he returned.
"I…I'm glad… that my first time was with you…" She declared, feeling the warmth of Ritsuka Fujimaru which she loved and craved for.
"I'm glad too." The teen chuckled, as he placed a hand on her cheek. The feeling of the natural heat of his skin was a pleasure of itself.
During the moments of her life, she remembered asking her mother on what love was. She could recall how her mother described it, that love was wanting to spend the rest of your life to the one you love. You had to understand them, devote to them, and trust them as they trust you. It also meant to sacrifice a part of you to show them how valuable they are to you.
Anastasia pondered what her mother said, and could faintly remember that she would find out when she would grow older. Unfortunately, the revolution happened, and the Bolshevik had grown restless. When they had executed them, she feared to what would befall on her. The soldiers that had killed her family, her fear of them violating her threatened her mindset when they barged into her family's home.
Yet… that was then… and this was now. The pain of the past had long haunted her till this day. And it had hurt her long enough, it was time to let go… to start a new chapter in this life that she had been blessed with… a life with him by her side.
Yes… that sounded right.
Ritsuka pushed their lips together. This time the kiss was gentler, one Anastasia much preferred as they held each other in the night, with the moon being their own source of light.
He broke their shared connection after a few moments. The young man leaned his head closer to hers, his forehead against hers once more.
With as little Russian he knew, he spoke. "Я люблю тебя…" He whispered. "My Shvibzik…"
I know, I suck at Lemons. But at least I hoped I did decently since this is my first time writing one. I also went with a sweet, more gentle method, since I think Anastasia would probably be like that.
Anyway I hope you guys enjoyed this. Best girl really needs more attention.
Reviews, comments, criticism, is welcomed.
Ciao.