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Greetings all, this is Apex85 here with another Cold Steel Lemon featuring Rean and Musse. Have managed to write a few already, may as well see if I can keep the momentum going and who better to pick then the member of Rean's harem who is the most thirsty for him.
This takes place during Musse's Third Bonding Event when they're on the beach, when she springs a surprise kiss on him, Rean ends up responding back and it escalates from there.
Please enjoy and leave a review. And as usual, NO FLAMES ALLOWED!
Narration: Nice
Spoken words: "Beautiful"
Thoughts and emphasis: It's been far too long
(Cayenne Family Private Beach, Lamarre Province Erebonia, August 27th 1206)
"If you really mean that, there is something I'd like to ask you to do." a soft voice came, the request coming from a teenage girl of average height, short mint green hair with adorned white flower accessory clad and clad in a pale pink two piece swimsuit that showed her generous figure. Opening her eyes to reveal violet irises, she peered down and smiled at the person before her as she made her request. "Will you hold on to me good luck charms for me?"
The figure who had received the request, a tall young man with silver hair and red eyes clad in black swimming trunks who sat upon the fitted sheet they had placed on the beach quirked an eyebrow at that. "Your good luck charms?"
"Here, take a look." The young girl, Musse Egret simply stated as she unfolded her right hand, revealing two small bullets in her palm.
"Oh," The man known as Rean Schwarzer stated as he stood up in front of his student and saw the offending piece of lead in her hands. "Are those the bullets you..?" He ventured off, not wanting to state their intended purpose outloud.
"They are," Musse immediately replied, eyes closed as she thought back to their previous discussion. "I brought them with me from when I ordered the Pantagruel to crash into the other airship." She opened her eyes, her face set in an uncharacteristic frown. "They're a reminder of how we made it out before we could get caught up in the ship's destruction. And of how Operation Mille Mirage could have ended in the worst way possible but didn't." She ventured off as she remembered that, as well as the scolding she had received from Elise and Her Highness Alfin over that decision. Casting those thoughts from her mind, Musse smiled once more and reiterated her request. "I'd like you to have them, atleast while we're still both part of Class VII."
Rean closed his eyes as he thought over her words and nodded his head. "...All right. I'd be glad to keep hold of them for you." He then opened his eyes, giving her a firm stare. "I hope one day you'll know for sure you'll never need them again. I won't be returning them until then. Are you okay with that?" He asked while holding his hand out.
"Of course," Musse replied as she deposited the bullets into her instructor's palms. "That's fine with me."
Her smile then briefly widened as Rean grasped the bullets. Swiftly, before the Awakener could react, Musse immediately pulled his hands downwards, causing Rean slightly shift forwards as he attempted to right himself. Before he could react, he felt a soft, warm sensation on his lips.
He froze in space as he stared at his student's face, her eyes closed in bliss as Musse's lips clamped over his own, the young duchess savoring the feel of her beloved instructor's lips on her own.
As soon as the contact happened, the kiss ended as Musse detached her lips from Rean's, a blissful smile on her face.
"Those bullets would have saved me a great deal of pain. It's only fair that I get a bit of pleasure in return, no?" Musse wistfully asked as she opened her eyes, a teasing satisfied smile wide on her face as a dust of red flared upon her cheeks. "With this, no matter what happens with Mille Mirage, I know I'll be able to keep myself together."
Rean did not immediately reply as his mind still processed what had just happened. The sight of his student's smile, so radiant and confident yet also surprised, Musse's violet eyes radiating sheer joy as she gazed at him with hooded eyes as her cheeks were coated red, The sight of it, awakened something within him.
Without thinking, his left arm immediately shot out towards Musse and wrapped around her, making her eyes briefly widen in surprise. When his arm pulled her in closer, Musse nearly let out a small yelp of surprise which Rean immediately capitalized on and crashed his lips onto hers which made her eyes widen even further. Then she felt something slip into her mouth, something warm and wet and she moaned in realization.
His, tongue, this is instructor Rean's...Musse attempted to think, but any further thoughts were halted as she felt the warm and wet appendage traverse across her mouth, mapping the caverns of her oral opening as she felt a firm hand clasp the back of her head to hold her in place as her instructor's lips continued to devour her own.
She had never foreseen this, despite her teasing and planning abilities, the young Duchess never expected Rean would respond to her advances in such a manner. It was shocking. It was unexpected. It was oh so amazing, putting her many fantasies and dreams to shame. Slowly, her eyes shut as she relaxed and surrendered herself to Rean's ministrations, forgoing any resistance as she allowed Rean to continue his exploration of her oral cavern, moaning in bliss as she tasted his tongue ravishing her mouth.
After several more seconds, Rean detached his lips from his student's, the two left staring at each other as they attempted to catch their breath. Musse was left panting as she attempted to recollect her breath, her violet eyes hooded as she gazed at her instructor's face. The red blush on his cheeks would have had her smiling at any other time but she was unable to speak or react as she saw his eyes. Usually a vibrant lilac, as a result of his status as a Sacrifice Rean's eyes were stuck in the same striking crimson as whenever he activated his powers. The change in color did not bother her, but the look in his eyes, a gaze of sheer ravenous hunger, staring at her like she was prey to be devoured as his eyes roamed over her figure scanning in every detail from her long legs, her slim waist and generous hips, to her flat stomach to her ample bosom contained by the light bikini. The sight of his gaze, and the knowledge that she had incited such a reaction from him made Musse's breath hitch in surprise...and excitement.
Rean's mind meanwhile began to clear from the haze that overtook him. Realizing what he just did, his widened as he shook his head to clear his mind. "I-I'm sorry, I'm not sure what came over-"
"Its fine." A swift voice came through, cutting Rean off and making him stare at his student in shock. "Its only fair considering what I did to you."
"It's not okay!" Rean protested. "I'm your instructor and you're-"
"The person who the Principal answers to." Musse cheekily replied, giggling at how Rean gaped, unable to give a proper retort. "As I told Juna before, me joining the Branch Campus as a student was more a flight of fancy than anything else." Her smile widened as she leaned forwards to Rean once again. He belatedly noticed that her hands were still entwined around his own, the bullets having somehow miraculously still in place. "I did come to enjoy my time and intend to continue attending until graduation should we survive, however," Her right hand then released its hold over Rean's and went to his chest, a slight giggle escaping Musse's lips as she noticed him twitch as her hand came over his scar, savoring the sound of his heartbeat. "It still means we aren't a normal student and teacher, so no reason for the usual rules to apply to us." She finished with a tone that was far more innocent than it actually was.
"Musse," Rean attempted to reply. "We can't-"
"It's fine." Musse stated with a wide smile as she clung to Rean's arm, her soft chest pressing to his arm, even through the fabric of her swimsuit Rean felt something somewhat hard poking at his skin. "We can keep it our little secret." She punctuated the statement by pressing herself against Rean's arm.
It would be so easy to yank his arm away or push her off. Yet for some reason, Rean couldn't bring himself to do so. His resolve had been cracked when he responded to her and now it was weakening even further.
"I truly am a rotten girl." Musse continued, fully aware of how Rean's restraint was weakening, determined to see him reach the breaking point. "Here I was, wallowing in my own guilt while here you are as the Sacrifice." Her face took a more serious expression. "You've helped me to try overcome my own issues while still being consumed by your own while I did nothing. No worse, I probably made you feel worse when I revealed the scope and details of Mille Mirage and when I ordered the Pantagruel to ram the Glorious didn't I?" Rean averted his eyes, which confirmed her story. "That is why, allow me to make it up to you."
Her right and which was over Rean's chest then went lower, fer fingers dancing across his skin as she traced along the creases of his muscles as they trailed down from his chest to his stomach, briefly caressing his toned abdomen, each gentle touch sending another ember of joy into his core. They then went lower, hovering at the waistband of his trunks.
"As thanks for your support," Musse trailed off, "You may do as you wish. Let us both ease each other of our burdens. Not as student and instructor, but as man and woman."
Her words and actions had already worn down Rean's resolve. That final request made it crumble.
His right released its hold, the bullets in his grasp falling to the sand, as he brought his arm around to Musse's back and pulled her towards him once again. Swiftly, his lips crashed against her's once again, making her moan in joy. His right hand went to the back of Musse's head, and held her in a firm grasp as his fingers played with her mint green hair making the flower accessory she wore fall of and his left arm encircled her waist. In response, Musse's own arms went around Rean's torso in an embrace, her own hands coming onto his back as she pressed herself forwards to him.
Soon, Rean inserted his tongue directly into Musse's mouth who allowed it to pass through without resistance. When his tongue began to shoot around her mouth, exploring every rege of it in an attempt to record it to memory, Musse moaned in bliss. Lightly, her hands squeezed onto Rean's back, hr nails lightly digging onto his skin to show her appreciation for her instructor's ministrations. The sound and the sensation of her nails on his back only spurred Rean on even further as he deepened his kiss even further while tightening his grip over her body, making Musse moan as she felt her legs start to weaken.
After what felt like hours, but were in truth a few moments, the need for air overcame the two and they detached their lips as they drew in breath, a slight trail of saliva connecting the tip of their tongues. The sight of Musse desperately attempting to suck in air as her eyes were hooded with desire, her breasts shaking in tandem to her breathing while she still remained clad in her swimsuit excited Rean, a burning hunger building inside of him as he grew steadily more aroused.
Musse quickly noticed his state and with a slight giggle, brought her right hand off of his back to his front, and reached down to grasp the steadily growing tent in his trunks. The Ashen Chevalier hissed at the contact, the sound combining a desire for relief and a desperate attempt at restraint which made Musse smile. The smile broke out into a cry when Rean's right hand came up and grasped her left breast.
"Sorry!" Rean apologized as she removed his hand from Musse's chest. "I must have grabbed too hard."
"No," Musse briefly stated as she brought her hands to her back. "I was just surprised. As I stated, you may do as you wish." She then brought her hands back to the front, revealing she had undone the ribbon at the back of her bikini and causing it to come loose. "Now, enjoy to your' heart's content, be as rough as you wish." She stated as she allowed her top to fall onto the ground.
With her top gone, Musse's breasts were laid bare before Rean. They were well above average, round and well shaped enough that they would no doubt fit in his hands. At their center were a pair of matching bright pink nubs, already erect and showing her eagerness. Pleased at how her precious instructor's eyes were drawn to them, Musse struck a slight pose, folding her hands behind her back as she leaned forwards with her back slightly bent perpendicularly, offering him an unobstructed view of her cleavage, a salaciously inviting smile on her face.
It had the intended effect as Rean's hands immediately went forward and grasped her chest once more, Musse sighing in bliss as she felt his firm hands gently palm her mounds. He paused slowly as he savored the sensation of Musse's chest, now without any fabric in the way he could fully feel and appreciate them. They were so soft to the touch, enticingly so, and he could feel his fingers all but sink into them as he massaged and kneaded them, causing the young Duchess to let out a litany of pleasured mewls. Noticing that the rose buds were growing steadily harder, his thumbs then came to the center of the ripe fruits and playfully flicked the tips in tandem to his continued massaging of her chest, making Musse stand on her tiptoes and letting out a joyous moan.
At the same time, his mouth came down upon her lips, muffling whatever sounds she attempted to make. As soon as they came, Rean removed his lips from Musse's mouth and instinctively pressed to her cheek, then jawline, before peppering her face with light kisses that seared onto her skin. Slowly, he brought his lips near her ear and gently blew at it, the sensation of his warm breath at the spot making her breath hitch. His lips then went down to her neck, gently peppering kisses along the side, making Musse release her breath to moan in joy. Her moan turned into a yelp, and she nearly jumped in surprise when she felt Rean's tongue come out and lick a spot on her neck, the contrast of the warm appendage and his cool saliva sending shivers down her spine. The feeling only increased as she felt her instructor's teeth coming down to the same spot, gentle enough to not cause any true damage, firm enough that she was confident she's find a mark, one that signified her as his. Her knees wobbled at the thought.
She was broken out of her reverie by the feeling of strong hands on her shoulders. Slowly, she felt herself being lowered down, soon she found herself on her back on the beach mat they had placed down, her body unable to move as she felt Rean's strong hands firmly keeping her in place by her shoulders. Any attempted response she wanted to make died swiftly as her instructor's hands came upon her chest once again, alternating between gentle massages and rough groping which made her sigh in bliss. The sighs turned to yells of pleasure as she felt Rean come down and latch his mouth over her right breast, his lips puckering over her rose bud, and his tongue flickering against the tip, making her arch her back in euphoria. As his mouth encompassed her left mound, his left hand remained it's twin, it's earlier massaging turning into a rough squeezing and grabbing of the soft globe, his thumb and index finger lightly pinching the erect tip at it's center making Musse's joyous wails raise an octave higher. The sound only spurred Rean on further, gently, he pressed his teeth against Musse's erect nub, determined to mark the spot as he did her neck while his thumb pressed down on it's counterpart, which made the duchess bring her hands up to clasp Rean's head as she curled her toes in joy at her lover's ministrations.
"Instructor, please...More...!" Musse breathed out, her mind steadily becoming clouded by bliss.
Rean quickly heeded her request.
His lips which had occupied Musse's left breast separated detached itself from her, making Musse let out a small whine at the separation before wailing in joy at feeling them claim her now right breast, his lips, tongue and teeth assailing it the same sensual assault they had on its twin. His right hand briefly came up and fondled the now lonely left breast, kneading the soft mound in firm circular motion that tested the soft and wet flesh to their limits in tandem to Rean's mouth stimulating its twin. After what felt like hours to the student, but were in truth a few moments, Rean's right hand released Musse's chest and traveled further down. Slowly, his fingers danced across Musse's abdomen, eliciting a series of giggles from the Lady of Lamarre. Then he went further down, and lightly rubbed against her sides, until they traversed down and came over a patch of cloth between her legs, which made her breath hitch.
At his student's reaction, Rean released his mouth on her teat with a smile, and shortly came down until he was level with Musse's waist. Swiftly, his hands came upon her thigh and undid the strap on it. Once that was done, he brought his hands to the side of the bottom of her swimsuit. Briefly, he turned to gaze upon the duchess' face who gave a quick and assured nod, and lightly lifted her hips and legs off the ground. Taking the permission as given, Rean immediately pulled, the pink article of cloth traveling down her legs, before going passed her toes and being deposited on the ground next to them. Now done, he saw the prize that had been hidden behind it.
Without any clothing obstructing it, Musse's womanhood was laid bare before Rean, a slight red slit, showing a hint of dampness with not a single strand of pubic hair. Her arousal was clear and obvious, a scent coming from it that overshadowed the saltwater of the beach they had just swam in.
"Please," Musse intoned, her cheeks red as she averted her gaze, her expression and tone far meeker and more bashful than Rean ever thought possible of her. "Don't stare." She implored, even as she made no attempt to cover her want from him.
Seeing her act in such an uncharacteristically innocent manner made Rean chuckle. "Musse, you really are adorable."
"What, what is that supposed to-ah!"
The Weissland commander's question was cut off and became a cry as she felt something press onto her most sensitive spot. Slowly, Rean's fingers brushed against her entrance, giving the opening an experimental rub that made Musse shiver. Pleased by her reaction, Rean brought his mouth close to the opening and gently blew on the opening, the feeling of his breath on her most sacred place making Musse shut her eyes as she sighed in joy. The sigh turned into scream as Rean inserted one of his fingers past the opening. The scream became louder as he brought a second finger inside of her and inserted them into her folds until his knuckles were at her entrance making the young noblewoman arch her back with a wail of ecstasy. The sound was music to Rean's ears, immediately he curled his fingers inside of Musse's depths, stretching and curling out as far as they could, determined to explore as far within her as he could, his thumb pressing down on her clit. As his fingers continued to dig within her, Musse instinctively bucked her hips towards him, allowing the digits to travel even deeper within her. With each thrust of his fingers, Rean felt his student's inner walls clench even harder, drawing them inside to her depths, and as he continued, he noticed that his fingers started to feel wet.
Slowly, Rean took his fingers out of Musse's depths, making the mint haired girl groan in displeasure. Upon seeing Musse cracking an eye open at her, Rean made a deliberate show of licking the small traces of her residue off of his fingers, giving a slight hum at the taste, which made her feel embarassed and avert her eyes once more. Rean chuckled at her reaction before placing his hands at Musse's thighs. Swiftly, he parted Musse's legs and immediately dove down, pressing his lips to her opening, making her swallow a mouthful of air in shock at his boldness. His tongue immediately came out and he took a long, slow drag at her entrance, making Musse elicit a slight shriek of shock. Her reaction along with the taste of her want on his tongue only emboldened the swordsman further and he took another lick. Then another, and another, his tongue repeatedly lashing against her entrance, each lick sending jolts of electricity into the duchess' being, making her spine shudder as a strong heat and pressure built in her core.
As he continued, Rean felt Musse's left hand come on top of the back of his head and pressed him further towards her nethers as her legs wrapped around his neck to keep him in place. A brief upwards glance allowed him to see that Musse had also brought her other hand to her chest, roughly groping her breasts in clear imitation to what he had done to her earlier. Understanding what she desired, Rean increased the strength and speed of his ministrations, his mouth opening wide to latch over her womanhood, his teeth pressing down over the opening before his tongue shoot into her depths. The tightening of the legs around his neck and grasp on his head made the young genius' appreciation clear and so Rean continued, his tongue reaching far down as possible while his teeth still remained pressing down, igniting the bundle of nerves near the mound. After several moments, he felt the young noblewoman shudder, knowing what was to come Rean braced himself for Musse's up coming release, feeling her want from her entrance surge into his mouth, shutting his eyes as he took in the flavor.
After several seconds, he felt the flow end and licked away whatever remnants of her want remained, he felt the legs around his neck slacken, indicating their users lack of energy. At the sensation, Rean gently pushed the legs off him and raised himself up from the ground to survey his handiwork. One quick look, and his smile had widened.
Having just had her first orgasm, Musse was left panting as she basked in euphoria. She laid flat on the blanket, her usually neat mint green hair utterly disheveled, her violet eyes glazed over as her cheeks were bright red while her mouth was set in a wide smile even as she desperately swallowed mouthfuls of air. Her ample chest shook and heaved in tandem with her heavy breathing, the sight hypnotizing the man above her. Her left arm which she had clasped his head with was on her side, while her right hand which she had been using to massage her own breasts was on her flat stomach. Downwards he saw her slim waist and generous hips, her want coating her entrance between her legs, slight traces of it dripping down her thighs and onto the blanket beneath her.
The sight of it all excited Rean greatly, his hardening length becoming visible even under his swim trunks.
Swiftly he crouched down and mounted above Musse and crashed his lips onto hers, the few trace amounts of her want still coating his tongue causing her to widen her eyes as they registered on her tastebuds. Still sensitive from her earlier release, Musse could do nothing but moan as she felt her beloved instructor ravish her mouth, coating her tongue with her own want. Feeling something brush against her thigh, Musse briefly lowered her gaze and saw the tent in Rean's trunks.
Oh, Instructor Rean, it does my heart pleasure to know you desire me so much. The duchess mentally intoned before she sent her left hand down towards Rean's waist, and then slipped them under his swimsuit. Her fingers found purchase and wrapped themselves around something long, hard and hot, making the man above her detach his lips from hers as he hissed.
"Instructor." Musse stated between ragged breaths, her fingers still wrapped around his throbbing erect member. "No more teasing. Go on, take this body as you wish, help your student become a woman."
Her word had the intended effect. No sooner than he heard that request did he lift himself off of Musse's form. Standing tall, he went and immediately removed his trunks. He now stood before her completely naked, his tall strong body completely revealed allowing Musse to gaze upon his toned muscles, his handsome face, and his already hard member. The sight of his manhood, tall, erect, at near 20 rege in height already throbbing and standing tall excited Musse. Seeing it, and imagining it delving into her depths made her lick her lips in anticipation.
Her obvious arousal made Rean smile. Slowly, he crouched down towards her once again. A small idea came onto him. Slowly, he grasped Musse's thighs once more, and then lifted her legs upwards before leaning forwards, her calves resting on his shoulders as he aligned his tip towards her entrance. Before he moved any further, he looked Musse in the eyes, his eyes sending a silent inquiry.
"Do it." Musse immediately stated to his silent question without a trace of hesitation. "I've wanted this for some time now. No need to worry, be as wild as you wish, I deserve atleast that much. Make love to me like a gentleman or ravage me like a beast, I will love you all the same."
Rean nodded at her words. Immediately, he shifted forwards, lightly raising Musse's hips of the ground and inserted himself in her. When his tip went passed her entrance, the young noblewoman's breath hitched. When it went passed and his length entered her she began to wail. When he broke through her final barrier and sheathed himself fully within her, Musse arched her back and shrieked in unbridled joy. After several moments, the two remained still as Rean allowed her to get used to the sensation, the mint haired teenager taking in a few labored breaths. The beach was silent save the sound of the waves and Musse's attempts to regain her breath.
Rean peered down at her at that. Seeing the concern in his eyes, Musse merely gave an understanding nod and demanded him for, "More, keep going Instructor...!"
Not one to disappoint a lady, Rean did as told. Slowly he pulled out until only his tip remained inside, making Musse groan before letting out a shocked yelp when he immediately buried himself to the hilt inside her once more. At the angle he held her, he reached deep inside her to her depths, his tip tickling near the entrance of her womb, her legs had gone upwards as she attempted to stretch them, her thighs pinned down his torso as his hands gripped her hips in a vice. When he moved, her legs bent back towards her as her entire body shook as he shifted his entire weight against her. Feeling him inside of her, his entire length repeatedly diving within her as he furiously rocked his hips left her screaming in joy.
Soon Rean brought his hands down besides Musse's sides to better brace himself, the young duchess grabbing his forearms to keep them both steady. Once in position, Rean increased his pace, his slow and steady pace now a much more fervent and furious dance. His mind and thoughts became a haze, all that was left was a strong primal craving in his core, demanding he indulge in the young woman beneath him, urging him to claim her, take her, make her scream even more. With a roar he continued to furiously thrust into her, each one deeper and harder than the last, making her inner walls coil around him and suck him in as her own voice continued to cry out as she was brought ever closer to the brink.
"Instructor Rean...I'm almost...!" Musse trailed off with a cry as she reached her second orgasm, still sensitive after the first, she could not last long as her beloved ravished her so thoroughly.
Her convulsions rebounded to Rean, who on feeling it and the release coating him allowed him to move deeper and faster with even less resistance. Soon he felt a building pressure in himself demanding release. With one last thrust, he let out a near howl of pleasure as his release came, and he felt his seed surge into the warm cavern, his tension, stress seeming to vacate his body along with it. When he felt the last of it shoot out of him, Rean shuddered in place with his eyes shut before almost collapsing on top of Musse as he attempted to regain his breath.
A sudden caress on his cheek made Rean's eyes open and he looked down to see Musse's smiling face.
"That was amazing instructor." The young Duchess of Lamarre stated in an airy yet affectionate tone. "It was far better than I ever dreamed."
"Right." Rean stated as he calmed down from his earlier lust fueled high. "Musse about what just happened..."
"Its fine." The duchess cheerfully waved off. "I gave my full consent to this so there's no need for you to feel guilty. As for the others, don't worry." She then winked at him, her right finger held upright in front of her nose. "It will be our little secret."
Rean sighed at that before giving Musse a good-natured smile. "You can be such a handful I swear. We're still instructor and student, so try to be a bit more careful about this." He then attempted to lift himself off of Musse, only to stop as he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Can we," Musse stated with a soft voice. "Can we stay like this, a little while longer?" She asked with a bashful expression on her face.
Seeing that expression on the usually teasing Musse, Rean let out a small sigh as he smiled down at her. "Alright, but we can't stay too long. The others on the ship will start to get worried if we're away for too much time, especially if we get any calls for an important missions or such."
"That is fine." Musse cheerfully replied. "Anytime with you instructor is worth it. I look forwards to the next time we do this."
"Let's make sure there is a next time then." Rean stated with a newfound conviction.
He had resigned himself to the possibility of death, but seeing the duchess smile so carefree as a girl her age should have, sparked something within him. To preserve that smile, and those of many others, he'll do what he can to survive.
There you go. Surprised this one ended so short compared to my last couple lemons. Considering how thirsty Musse is towards Rean, was expecting it to end up as long as the others but for some reason the words weren't flowing out of me as they were before after a certain point. Maybe it's because I had them jump right into it since one of the reasons I made the others so long is because I want the 'action' to be longer than the build up. Figured it would be better to get what's already done out instead of keeping it saved in the archives for who knows how long.
Besides, technically fits story-wise since Musse does help out in the fight later on, even if its to help teleport the team to the Gargantua so best not be too rough or long that she has trouble walking. Orbal Healing Arts can only go so far I bet.
Anyway, to those who love Rean x Musse hope you enjoyed it. I liked her from the start though not my absolute favorite girl I approved of the ship. It only increased throughout Cold Steel 4 and we saw how much the two have in common with their shared tendency to let guilt consume them over their actions. Finding a reason to live in each other seems so fitting and I could definitely see Musse offering to bare his kid on the reasoning 'If we're both to reckless to value our lives for ourselves, than having a child and trying to be there for them will finally shake them out of that bad habit.'
That's about all I have to say. Please read, review and enjoy. But remember, NO FLAMES ALLOWED!
