Only a few minutes with Carl and Saya wanted to leave. Yes, Carl's actions made Saya's body feel good but her mind was racing with uncertainty. She didn't want him now, not tonight like this. She grasped his shoulders and whispered;

"Ca-Carl, I'm a little scared..."

"Saya, there is no need to be afraid. I will not hurt you," Carl solaced. His lips caressed her neck; enjoying and tasting. Saya tried to get up but Carl pushed her back down.

"Ca-Carl...I'm not used to this," she whimpered. Carl kissed her and she squeaked, pushing her head against the pillow. Her eyes widened. Her toes curled. Her knees bent. Her feet wriggled. She grasped the blanket and trembled. Carl was entering her, Saya wasn't used to it and she screamed beneath his lips. He was hurting her in the most pleasurable way. He solaced her with a gentle shh and held her hand, kissing her fingertips. Trying to gain some good from Saya's uncertainty.

"It won't hurt long," he promised before moaning loudly. He stroked her hair and his lips continued downward along her neck. Saya squeaked in the misery and began to tremble again. Saya's hand slapped against her thigh, squeezing the flesh as she groaned in the painful pleasure. Carl's demonic hand set on the hand she had on her thigh, squeezing it to solace her sweet misery. Saya squeezed what little of his hand she could curl her fingers around.

"Carl, the pain..." she moaned passionately. Pleasure began to join in on her whimpering as it flared inside her; ready to burst into flames. She whimpered again, the pleasure was temporary and the pain took over again; she wanted to scream. Carl's free hand pressed into the pillow under Saya's head, he lifted his chest off hers a little.

"Come to me..." he moaned, trying to coax Saya into screaming. Saya's throat choked on her repressed screams of pleasure. Her lover's hips began to gently move harder against hers, making her coo and moan. Carl was...Making her feel such pleasure and pain, he was inside her and was not planning to leave without his satisfaction. The pleasure returned as his hips wriggled against hers; boiling inside her body and ready to erupt. Her walls contracting and warming around him while he lingered in her ocean. And she felt him warm and harden inside of her; making her walls tighten and swell around him.

"Come to me..." Carl moaned, louder, in an almost demanding tone. Saya's eyes closed and she opened her mouth a trifle. Sweat droplets streaming down from her forehead and sweat glistened on her neck. He pushed his hips furiously against hers as he lingered in her depths and pleasure erupted into screaming storms.

"Come to me!" Carl screamed pleasurably, adding his lover's name between breaths. Saya suddenly let out a scream of pleasure and her nails dug into Carl's demonic hand.

"Ah-ah-ahh! Carl!" she cried in painful pleasure. Even greater pleasure consumed them and they screamed only what their voices would allow. They screamed in the orgasmic pleasure together for a few long moments and the thrill took their bodies into heaven.

"Carl-Carl-mmmm-Carl...You're so warm," she moaned and cooed. A smile tugged at her lips though she tried not to allow it; she was still somewhat dubious about lovemaking; perhaps she was frightened because of her lover's 'deformity'. Carl pulled out and heard Saya moan in gratitude. She was not ready for him. His demonic hand moved to her left breast, taking her nipple between his middle finger and ring finger. He kissed her ribs individually before sucking her left nipple. He kissed her nipple soon enough and then moved to her other breast to caress and tease it. He kissed her nipple and his tongue trailed over it a few times, making Saya softly squeak in the pleasure. His lips moved back to Saya's neck. Saya wasn't trembling as much. He bit down softly on her earlobe and Saya squeaked, accompanied by a soft squirm.

"Don't be scared, my love. We will become one," Carl said lovingly. He kissed her quivering eyelid and stroked her hair as he entered her again, harder; which made Saya's back arch and cause her cry out in the pleasurable pain. Her nails dug into his back, her palms running up and down his back as she became accustomed to the pain and the pleasure took over once again. She winced, tears beginning to stream from the corners of her eyes. She turned her head away from his gaze, not wanting him to see her cry because of him. Not wanting him to see the pain he was causing her.

"Saya..." he moaned softly. Saya's heart suddenly melted as he moaned her name, he had never said her name with such passion. He cupped her chin and pulled her head so she could face him.

"It is alright, to cry..." he softly solaced.With that she let her tears come and her smiles take place on her lips. He kissed her smile away, resulting in her mouth rounding to let out a moan; she was pleasured and stimulated by his body's movement. She couldn't return the favor of such movement, but pleased him with her moans, screams, caresses, and her...Tears.

Carl licked the tears away and smirked, yet, he was not completely satisfied. He gently kissed her jaw and took her left hand in his right, kissing her knuckles. She stroked his hair as he caressed her breasts and neck with his lips, trying to find some mental pleasure but it was of no use. For she was frightened and happy; it was an unrecognizable feeling. But, she clung to him and accepted him, feeling pleasure, pain, and wonder as he made love to her. It felt so right and so wrong at the same time.

Carl entered her a few times more, emptying himself inside her womb as gently as possible. He heard Saya's screams of painful pleasure, screaming with her, and solacing her with gentle kisses, words, and caresses. He moaned her name in a whisper passionately in her ear as she cooed in his arms. This continued with the entries following more. Pain and pleasure following every one. Carl found himself going harder and faster against Saya's body, more lustful and rough; leaving bruises (which instantly healed) where his hands groped. He gave her more pain and more pleasure; only satisfying himself. Saya found herself somehow liking and hating the pleasure Carl was giving her; but most of all wanting the pain to end. The pain continued, melting into her like Carl's passion and desire. And as much as the pleasure was heaven, the pain was like hell; temptation. Her hand slapped on her left bent knee and she threw her head back. She began to whimper as she spread her thighs apart a little more, trying to ease the pain that Carl's entry would afflict on her.

She moved her head back and the tears came again. Carl kissed her trembling eyelids as he locked himself inside her, Saya's entire body was trembling against him. He took her hand from her knee and squeezed it as he had done before.

"If you wish it, I can stop," Carl said sweetly. It would be much easier to have Saya when she wasn't so reluctant.

Saya whimpered softly and gently nodded her head, tears streaming from the corners of her closes eyes. Her lover heard the misery in her tone and decided to end it. He emptied his seed inside her one last time, though knowing the action was useless and his seed would die. He pulled out of her and slid off her body. Saya curled up in a ball; trembling. Carl wrapped his arms around her, his chest resting against her back. He took her arms in his, caressing her hands. He kissed her earlobe, breathing into her hair.

"I apologize; I should have been gentler on you. To you, this was your first sexual experience. I am sorry if it might have been...Traumatizing," he apologized sweetly and nuzzled his cheek against the side of her head. The words he didn't mean, but their lovemaking he meant, every moment of it. Even the pain and uncertainty he had caused Saya. Saya rolled over onto her other side and her head rested on Carl's chest, his arms around her.

"Carl...Was our first time like this?" Saya asked innocently. Carl did not respond, after all, Saya never really had a first time. She was a virgin until the night he raped her for pleasure and his duty to Mr. Smith. He fiddled with her hair until she ceased trembling, her body relaxing and her eyes closing. Carl held her by his side and solaced her as she softly trembled. He held her left hand with his demonic hand, caressing her tiny hand with his claw-thumb. She placed a light kiss on his neck, setting her chest onto her his and kissing his neck until he craned his head back to allow it. He could not believe it, Saya was kissing him! Saya soon fell asleep; her lover caressed her face with his demonic hand and smirked.

She was so beautiful...When she was in pain.

I really wish this would happen between Phantom and Saya. Well, let's hope some day it might!