Warning: Explicit Content
"Mashu, would you sit up for me? I'd like to pull my sleeping shirt off." His request is a bit shaky, but they have to start somewhere. It seems the Demi-Servant is only all too eager to comply; gradually she rises up and off of his chest. Her bare and pert bottom comes to a proper rest atop of his cock as does her virginal sex, practically straddling him. He can only shake in his arousal, his eyes making a daring glance downwards. There, his member is directly rubbing up to her girlhood, her puffy and blushed netherlips flexing around his underside. The moist pleasure of her heat and arousal spilling onto his rod brings about an urge for him to grab her, pin her down, and push himself deep inside of her. It seems she notices his staring, as not a moment later, he feels her lower-lips suddenly twitch slightly, clamping down and smothering the underside of his cock tenderly before releasing. He had only barely managed to catch his breath when she got off of him, and now he's losing it again to the soft sensations of her body.
"I-it's a bit embarrassing if you keep looking at me down there, senpai..." Sheepishly, she averts her eyes, though her hands and arms don't make any moves to cover her exposed breasts. Her generous bosoms are aglow in the dim lights of his room thanks to a sheen of sweat on them, only further enhancing her natural beauty. It's enough to make nearly any man lose himself.
"Oh! Right...I-...! Uhm, anyways..." Propping himself up with his elbows he quickly pulls his T-shirt over his head, hurriedly tossing it aside. He can feel the coolness of the room surrounding his body, his bare chest rising and falling heavily. It's a sharp contrast to the arousing heat he feels directly against his penis, Mashu's wondrously squishy sex pressed against him and providing the lewdest of kisses. Though she doesn't seem to know it, he can feel her feminine lubricants trickling down, her trembling girlhood further wetting his aching cock. It's enough to make him lose the strength within his limbs, his elbows giving way as he slowly sinks down onto his back again.
"You already feel so good, Mashu..." His words are slurred and mumbled. In his brain, it's something he's unable to fathom. She had been the first one to talk to him when he had first arrived in Chaldeas Security. She had put her trust into him simply because of a feeling, while he was no more than an inexperienced rookie. Even after Fuyuki she took care of him, brought him meals, and patiently stayed with him to ensure he was recovering. All of it at the expense of her own time and wellbeing. All of it because she trusted him. And now, this remarkably modest yet beautiful young girl is straddling him. Her virginal sex, her most sacred and intimate place, now spread out so alluring around his rod. He can see her labia, puffy and pink with arousal; squishing and giving the most erotic of tiny twitches. Her chest rises and falls erratically, her breathing completely out of rhythm, causing her perfect round breasts to quiver in the dim light. And of course, those eyes, her brilliant violet eyes. They're averting him out of embarrassment and her own inexperience. She probably thinks she's being selfish, but it's far from the truth. He's being selfish.
"W-would you move a bit, Mashu? Just...if you don't want to put it in, maybe slide yourself against it?" He mildly wonders if he's even making a valid suggestion or if he's simply sugar-coating his requests at this point. His thoughts are cut short though, when Shielder nods her head.
"I understand..." The Demi-Servant's voice wavers in between arousal and seriousness. Her hands slowly plant themselves upon his stomach for support as the inexperienced girl's hips begin to shift in order to comply with her Master's request. It's a deliberate act, her thighs and waist moving in tandem to grind her unspoiled entrance up against him. Each forward and backwards motion and each gyrate of her slender hips smothers his length with her pure honey, leaving tingling warmth where she goes. The length of her grind isn't all too full, only smearing her juices along a miniscule area. Her breaths are shallow as the pleasure begins to build for the both of them, their bodies connected at their most intimate points.
"It feels so good, senpai. Especially here..." The pink-haired angel's own abilities to smoothly move against his cock are stifled temporarily as she brings up her right hand, only to bring it close to her girlhood. Touching upon her hooded pearl gingerly, she makes a muffled noise, biting down on her lower lip and shutting her violet eyes. After a second she begins to circulate her shapely hips once more, taking airy breaths as she loses herself in the warmth of the act, only further moistening her.
He can barely stand the stimulation any longer, even having just climaxed recently he ached for more. The way Shielder's enjoying herself is beyond adorable. Even if it's their first time, the way she's moving her slender figure atop him while at the same time pleasuring him with her spread sex only makes him want more of her heat. He wants to hear her voice, he wants to hear her cry out and call out for him over and over. Finding the strength only a young man addled by desire can have, he reaches his shaking arms out for her pale and tempting thighs. It's at the same time Mashu's violet eyes open again, a smile of satisfaction on her face just as his hands come down and take hold of her soft skin. The way her brilliant eyes widen in surprise only fuels him all the more.
"S-sen...-?!" Her voice is cut off with an audible gasp as his hands firmly press her down against him, further spreading out her twitching pussy and squishing the quivering entrance of her girlhood against his cock. He can feel the way her lower lips are shuddering around his shaft, aching for more. The stimulation he's receiving from her untouched and virginal entrance only affirms his thoughts. The way she's trembling with desire. The desire for him. The Demi-Servant doesn't fight back, her head merely lolling backwards as she takes a deep and shaky breath. Having pressed her this closely to him, his libido takes over the rest. His hands squeeze her silken thighs and begin to guide her, back and forth, ensuring the angelic youth's movements slide her lubricated vagina fully up against the length of his penis, ending at his base and crown. It enables him to feel the luxury of her spread pink entrance momentarily gracing his member's head. The action ends up with her clitoris briefly catching and grinding against him for a second before she slides backwards. It's a pleasure which forces a genuine soft and light moan from her throat, followed by one of his own. If he had just angled and inched her forward just a bit more...-
"S-senpai...haaaaaaah...it's...ahhhhnnnn...it's so...hnnnnhhguuu...so...-" Mashu's words trail off, giving way to her quiet cries of pleasure. Hazily, he half-wonders if she's feeling him so much more because of their Servant-Master contract. He continues to shift her at his own pace, a deliberate and sensual pace robbing both of them of their reasoning, replacing it with affection and intimacy. The twitching and quivering kisses from her netherlips against his manhood notify him of her imminent orgasm. He can instinctually feel it. Just from the way she's reacting to the sexual stimulation and how her breathing is picking up again. Her right hand falls away from between her legs, trembling as she struggles to balance herself atop of him. He proceeds to slide her along the hardened ridge of his cock's underside with renewed vigor, increasing the speed. Consequently, wet slipping sounds begin to fill the room, only momentarily replaced by the girl's cute voice.
"H-hyaaaaah! Hnn! Ghhhhnnnn!" She cries out again, her delicious voice filled with pleasure and confusion. Her back is lightly arched, her breasts practically being presented to him in a shameless fashion. Even so, the same gorgeous young girl struggles to keep composure, despite not understanding just what's about to come. "S-senpai...i-if you..-! S-slow...p-please slow down...! S-something...I...I can't hold it...!"
"Mashu...let me make you feel good as well!" His right hand slips off of her thigh just as he brings her forward again, slipping her pussy lips over his crown. Following with his desires and the heat of the moment he looks at Mashu's clitoris, the previously hidden pink pearl now exposed with desire. Without so much as a thought his thumb presses down upon it, squeezing the swollen and sensitive jewel down against his manhood's head.
It drives her over the edge immediately.
"KYAAAAAAAAAHHHHH...-!" The Demi-Servant doesn't so much as cry out as she screams out her bliss. Her back arches sharply as her entire body tenses with the assault of pleasure shooting through her nerves. Her toes clench and her hands close up into fists, digging her fingernails into his skin. The shattering climax assaults her nerves, the youth's shapely body trembling. Her chest heaves with effort, her lungs struggling to intake air. A sudden outpouring of hot fluids washes against his member, her vagina twitching while her netherlips clench down around the underside of his penis. The entrance of her girlhood practically kisses his hardness, coating him in the produce of her climax. He can't see her face with her head upturned towards the ceiling of the room, but judging by how she continues to quiver in place, her nails still raking his stomach, the pink-haired angel's first orgasm is indeed long-lasting. An eternity passes before Mashu manages to regain control of her overloaded nerves, her hands unclenching and spreading out against his stomach again. Slowly, her back straightens and her head tilts downwards again. His eyes can only stare at the girl's beautiful face, her tongue hanging out of her mouth, her pink bangs a mess. She's still panting, violet eyes blank of any emotion aside from pleasure as she looks at him lazily. It's a far cry from the serious and hardworking kouhai he knows, always smiling, always taking care of him. Right now, she has the appearance of a girl in the throes of intimacy, completely smitten by overloading sensations she had never known. She rolls her hips forward gingerly, giggling childishly as the pleasure brings him back to reality and he inhales. The heady scent of feminine post-orgasm arousal hangs in the air.
"Senpai...senpai...senpai..." She repeats herself over and over, sliding her sex against him shakily. His groin is drenched in her lubricants now, his erect cock so hard it's starting to hurt even whilst she's pleasuring him. The way she's teasing him only makes it worse as he struggles to find words. Tenderly, she leans down forward, her hands sliding up to his shoulders. He can feel her hard nipples raking his chest. It's followed by the luxurious sensation of her breasts cushioning against him. She's so warm, even in the coolness of the room's air. Her tongue is still hanging out of her mouth, nothing but a near dumbfounded look of want upon her features.
"Do you feel good, senpai...?" The arousal behind her voice is clear and unhidden. Her self-control is definitely gone, and she's practically drooling, the side of her mouth shimmering with a trickle of saliva. It's hard to believe she's still even asking him if he feels good or not. But at the same time, it lets him know she's still the kind-hearted and caring girl he knows. To some degree anyways.
Regardless, he feels as if he's about to explode. The amount of blood concentrated at his groin is making him feel dizzy, his mind functioning at its most simplistic. There's no need for subtlety now.
"M-Mashu-! I...I want to put it in! Let me be inside you!" He practically blurts out his intentions to her. He does feel good; he's never felt this good in his entire life. But he knows he can feel even better.
"Master..." The beautiful youth coos. Her figure wriggles fitfully atop him, smothering him in her body heat. Gently, she lifts herself off of his swollen thickness, her virginal entrance and bottom inching upwards to give her space to maneuver. The air of the room rapidly cools the warm lubricants of her sex still coating him, the sudden loss of stimulation enabling him a few deep gulps of oxygen. Her right hand deliberately slips off of his shoulder, slowly sliding down his chest, his stomach, and then finally towards his groin. Even with his vision obstructed owing to the gorgeous Demi-Servant in front of him he can feel her gingerly touching upon him. Her slender fingers fumble around with his pulsating cock, struggling to get a solid grip without sight. He can feel the heat of her palm pressing against him, squeezing down on him firmly once she manages to get a hold of him. It's not the most solid hold, owing to the slippery mess of mingled sexual fluids, but Mashu does her best to angle it upwards. The way she's doing it, so clumsily but carefully, tempts him with the ideas of rolling her onto her back and pushing it inside of her by himself. The seconds tick by silently, the only audible noise in the room is the girl's airy pants.
Fortunately, the waiting always ends.
"Haaaaauuu..." Mashu's melodic moan engulfs his mind. His body tenses, her methodically slow-paced shifting finally rewarding the both of them with the warmth of his crown pressed up in between the labia of her tender girlhood. It's a vastly different sensation from the pleasure of her simply stimulating his shaft with straddling. It's far more intimate, their body heat mingling together with the minute contact of their heated genitals. He can't take it anymore. Shifting his hands over, he brings them down on the Demi-Servant's pale skin, squeezing her wonderfully soft butt.
"Hyaaannn...-?! Nnhhmmm..." There's a gasp of surprise from the pink-haired youth this time, her reaction swiftly transforming into another light moan as she wriggles in his grip. The action only further sharpens their awareness of how close they are to each other, granting another mere moment of unbearable pleasure as his cockhead snugly fits in between her netherlips. Her virgin girlhood is twitching with desire, the tight pink ring twitching and kissing against his very tip; both craving him and struggling to stay shut from the intruding hardness. His hip shifts upwards, straining as he tries to lift his lower body off of the bed to push his penis inside her moist vagina. His efforts are for naught, however. Their inexperience only adds to their mutual frustrations as his movement prods and strains her girlhood. The small entrance refuses to give way to the thickset head attempting to stretch it beyond its normal state. Mashu's efforts to assist by shifting his rod's angling in between her virginal crevice only rewards them with yet more teasing sensations.
"S-sho big..." The Demi-Servant mumbles, her words slurring. "...m-maybe...if I do this, senpai..." Her left hand leaves his shoulders as her upper-body weight leans into him, leaving only her sensually soft breasts to cushion her against him. He's still unable to see what she's doing even as she reaches her hand downwards in between her lithe legs. He finds out a second later when he feels her puffy and delicate netherlips' hold around his crown lessening. Despite the haze blocking his more rational thoughts, he knows. She had reached down and parted her own girlhood with her fingers, enabling him to press up against her tender vagina all the closer. They both let out a shuddering exhale in unison, the pleasure sinking into both their bodies. The moist heat he experiences captivates him, his hands squeezing her silken pale skin as he pushes his groin upwards. This time, thanks to her efforts, he can feel her finally sinking onto him. His crown is being engulfed in a clenching grip, Mashu's silky inner folds twitching with strain to keep the hardened flesh of his cock out. It's a futile effort of course. He's going to penetrate her, and no force in the world is going to stop him from making love with this wonderful young girl atop of him.
"Hnnn...nnhh...feeling...so much..." The right side of her face is pressed against his chest, her quick airy breaths heating his skin. Her shaking voice is only matched by how much her body is tensing as he continues inching the head of his cock deeper inside of her. He can feel the ring he's straining against giving way; after all, she's sopping wet in between her legs. The seconds pass painfully, the only sounds in the room belonging to the both of them inhaling and exhaling unevenly. Just as the feelings of insufferable stimulation threatens to overtake them, it finally happens.
"-!" A wet and lewd slipping sound engulfs his ears as Mashu's entire body goes rigid, her breathing interrupted with an audible gasp. The pink-haired angel's violet eyes widen in shock, a wave of heat washing over the head of his length. He's successfully crowned himself within her. She's ludicrously tight, her netherlips suddenly clamping down and squeezing against the base of his cockhead. Her left hand, having been positioning him for this moment of entry trembles against his rod with a shaky squeeze before falling away. It's apparent she's lost her strength to even keep her fingers in between her legs, but it doesn't matter now. He had succeeded and the reward is absolutely heavenly. The texture of her velvet walls grasping him is stiff but soft all the same. Her vagina squeezes against his rock-hard girth, futilely trying to force the intruding stiffness out of her virginal body. Instead, all it accomplishes is making him crave more; he wants more of her warmth, more of her moistness.
"D-deeper, Mashu..." His hands press down upon Mashu's plush ass, urging her to sink down onto him. Her hands slowly make their way back up to his chest before balling up into fists.
"Hai..." She's scarcely able to nod her head, let alone respond to him. But she does, even as her muscles are robbed of strength, her nerves assaulted by sheer sexual intimacy. With what seems to be a huge amount of effort she manages to roll her hips downwards, parting her pure girlhood open around him. He can feel it, slow and hot, sinking deeper inside of her and enveloping his soaked flesh with a fiery heat. It radiates through his mind, devouring his rationality with intimate pleasure. Even the most miniscule amount of space he lays claim to within Shielder's virginal pussy warms his length exceedingly. Seconds seem to stretch into minutes even as she continues to stretch her sex around his girth. She isn't so much as struggling as she is completely captivated by the sensation of penetration itself. He wants her to keep going, to debase herself and lose her purity to him in the same fashion. And she seems to want the same.
"Knnn..." The pink-haired girl softly opens her fists out against his chest. Shifting herself atop of him, she shakily tilts her head upwards to look him in the eyes. Her vibrant violet eyes are alight with affection, the sort of gaze one would receive from a maiden in the arms of the one she loves. It entrances him, if only briefly before he suddenly realizes her lower body had stopped sinking down. He wants her to continue, he wants to order her to keep going. But, as he stares into her violet globes, he knows she had paused for a reason.
Then he feels it. It's a miniscule sensation, but it's there. A soft pressure, straining just against the very tip of his cock. The very proof of her virginity now pressed tightly against his heated crown, her hymen. She's giving herself to him without sparing any expenses, doing her utmost to make the night memorable for the both of them. With some effort, she leans herself forward, her lips almost upon his. Her beautiful features are close, so close to him. She looks positively smitten, but at the same time, she's able to smile. The same gentle reassuring smile she had captured his heart with.
"Do you feel it...senpai?" She whispers to him, warming his lips as she does so. "I...I want you to feel good too..." It's beyond good; despite not even managing to fit half his length inside of her, he can already feel the head of his cock melting in the smothering warmth. She's able to squeeze her entrance around him, her soft netherlips clamping down around the base of his crown moistly. Perhaps she possesses finer control over her own body now because she's a Servant, an advantage she's utilizing to fulfill their intimate desires for each other. He's about to open his mouth to respond, only to be cut off as Mashu presses her own lush lips up against him. It's a passionate kiss, stealing both of their breaths away. She's pressing her features against him rather fiercely, perhaps owing to their inexperience in the simple act alone. But instinct guides them along as surely, her mouth deliberately opening against his. He can feel her tongue slowly wriggling into his mouth, and he replies in kind, tasting the pink-haired angel's saliva. She tastes lightly sweet, a pure and clean flavor. She's so wonderful, so soft, so perfect and so real. Her immaculate body leans into him, her virginity literally at the tip of his penis. Shielder's entire frame trembles at the edge of the act, teetering and attempting to maintain balance to remain still. Just as they're both on the verge of running out of breath, Shielder parts away from their kiss. She licks him lightly on the lips with her small tongue, her lovely features retreating a few mere inches away. The shimmering strand of saliva attached between their tongues thin out and breaks away as they both pant heavily for air. Her violet eyes gaze at him longingly and she reassuringly smiles again. She's waiting for him. Allowing him to be the one to take her purity.
He gladly accepts.
Squeezing her bum he starts to push her downwards against him, sinking his rock-hard erection deeper into her wet velvet flesh. The soft membrane that is her hymen stretches and strains against the thick intruder, Mashu's breathing growing uneven and quick. He doesn't want to cause her any harm, but the loving expression upon her beautiful face only encourages him. She's not breaking eye contact, her violet pupils dilating the more he pushes against her virginity. Timid and barely-concealed whimpers escape her throat, but she still doesn't show any signs of pain. Even when it finally happens.
"Nm...mm...Hyaaaaaaahn! S-so...-!" A moist and audible slipping sound can be heard as she's deflowered, and the Demi-Servant cries out as the thin membrane finally breaks in the face of the pressure his cock had forced upon it. He only slips deeper still, sheathing himself further and further inside of her freshly penetrated pussy with the remaining force of his push. Her back arches once more, her formerly unsullied body pressing into him as her youthful and tight canal takes him in for the first time. Her flawlessly sensual body has gone rigid as her senses are overwhelmed. The 'squelch' resounding through the room from the penetration is absolutely obscene, but at the same time he can't ask for it in any other way. If there had been blood, he wouldn't have noticed it, the amount of juices Mashu's heated girlhood produced simply blending with it as it flows down his thick member. And what a flow it is, the wash of fluids flooding around his groin is proof enough the innocent young girl had climaxed again from losing her hymen. The heady scent of her orgasm is intoxicating, his mind swimming with lust. It's thanks to the extra amount of lubrication he's even able to push himself so deep inside of her, his crown shoving aside previously untouched and velveteen walls. It's a satisfying sensation for him; to know he's the first and only young man the pink-haired angel has ever had. He manages to slide most of his length inside of her within mere seconds of penetrating her, his cock bottoming out against a firm tight ring of flesh. Bumping against her deepest place causes her to whimper cutely and gasp again, her tense frame shivering warmly against him. She's buried her face into his neck, her features nuzzling against him for intimate comfort.
"Nuuhhh...huuuuh...s-sen...senpai..." She's barely able to speak, the thick length stuck inside of her suppressing her senses. He can feel her fluttering heartbeats against his chest, her moist breath upon his warm skin. He nearly came with full force when he penetrated her, and the buildup still pulsates at the very tip of his hardened cock. Even now, she's grinding around him, her pussy gripping him stiffly. The way her silky and lubricated walls naturally flex around him, it's almost as if she's already milking him for his semen. He's fitted inside of her like a glove, a silky velvet glove just a tad bit too small and struggling to accommodate him with a slippery near-oppressive squeeze. What little bit of length left outside of her hot girlhood finds itself wanting, and he's taken by the need to drive himself inside of her over and over. But the remnants of his reason prevent him from taking the Demi-Servant like a beast. Not until...
"K-kuh...hah...you feel great, Mashu..." He leans in to whisper to her, inhaling the mild wildflower scent of her hair. His right hand slips off of her bum, smoothly moving up her luxuriously soft skin and curled spine. He settles it on her silky pink hair, softly petting her. "...can I move it...?"
"Mmnn...hyuuu..." Her response is slow, but gradually her body begins to relax, even as the Demi-Servant continues to pant erratically against his chest. There's a soft mewl coming from between her lips, her vagina still wrapped around him intensely. It's a jealous grip, almost so that he's unable to actually move. Not until she manages to actually calm herself. But the way her lower lips clench around the lower length of his cock isn't bad as well. Perhaps she's unable to loosen up now the shock of losing her virginity is finally catching up to her. He's not content to lay still, his body practically demanding he claims her like the man he is. But he barely controls himself, his hand stroking her hair as he waits.
He doesn't have to wait too long.
"I...I'm..." The smooth and velvet shifting he feels around his groin forces the air from his lungs again. Mashu's violet eyes gaze at him again; he can see tears at the corners of her eyes. For a moment he panics thinking he's harmed her, but the lovely smile he sees erases the notion instantaneously.
"...I'm happy senpai...I'm happy you can have my first time..." Her violet globes are relaxed, almost lazy looking. She turns her head idly to glance towards her back, her hips rolling against his body. The pleasure following can only be described as heavenly. The gorgeous pink-haired youth's delicate vaginal walls sleekly encompass his cock as she shifts minutely against him, slipping out a few inches of his thickness. Before he can feel her clear feminine juices cool on his rod, he's welcomed back inside her snug furnace, his very tip nudging against the deepest place inside of her. The Demi-Servant purrs her satisfaction as her hips grind down against him, attacking his rock-hard penis from all angles with her sumptuously moist walls.
"...kimochii, senpai..." Her voice is so deliciously light it causes a tremble to go through his body. He doesn't even need to make her move. Not even in his wildest dreams had he imagined the pure and hardworking girl would be like this. Her perfect body draped atop him, silky pale skin pressed against him. Her hips move in a deliberately erotic pace as she smoothly takes in his erect length. His legs twitch with the urge to move, to shove himself inside of her roughly. But the instinct grips him for only a split-second. This is good too, a slow and intimate rhythm Mashu's able to get use to as she bravely accommodates his cock inside of her much-too-tight vagina. He can practically see the love in her eyes as she leans her beautiful features close to him. Her lush lips are parted minorly, shutting along with her violet eyes when she sinks back down against him with an exquisite clench from her stuffed girlhood. She really is going out of her way to make the experience enjoyable for him, something he can only feel guilty for. His guilt is nearly erased by the blissful sensation of her grinding her cervix against his crown, his only reaction in the form of a tight squeeze upon her plush bum. In his haze of pleasurable intimacy, he can only mumble, but it should be enough for him to convey his feelings to her.
"M-M...Mashu, l-let's kiss againmmNH...-?!" He's cut off abruptly by the sensation of the girl sealing her soft lips against his. It's a much fiercer kiss than before, the way she's pressing her mouth up to his, her velvet tongue gliding across his teeth. He's unable to muster any resistance to pull away, and he's sure no man in his right mind would do so when an angel is so passionately kissing him. He just did not expect the normally demure youth to be so daring, especially when it's both of their first times. The same mild sweet taste of her saliva spreads across the interior of his mouth, melting his thoughts. In combination with the way she's so deliciously pumping her hips against his groin, his self control finally goes out the window. His hips buck upwards instinctually, ramming his hard cock within Mashu's drooling pussy. The thrust is smooth and unexpected, the surprised Demi-Servant's voice ringing from her throat, only to be abruptly muffled between their locked lips. He can feel the crown of his thickness mashing up against the firm yet tender ring of her cervix, the pink-haired youth's hips reactively grinding against his penis. Her delicate and heated walls squeeze in around him tensely, coaxing him for his unbridled release just before she slides against him. Slipping part of his girth out of her increasingly sensitive girlhood, she breaks away from their kiss.
"Nn-nhhhggaaaahhh!" Mashu throws her head back, crying out as she slips downwards against him, her exquisitely tight and moistened sex clenching harder than ever. His right hand moves from the top of her head to the middle of her smooth and sweat-dampened back. He responds readily to her descent with a shift of his own hips to meet her halfway, resulting in a rough and deep-seated thrust. A lewd wet slap of flesh against flesh resounds through the room, his pulsating crown bumping against the entrance of her most intimate place again and again. The warm wash of fluids bathing his groin is evidence enough she had just experienced another orgasm, her tender girlhood's walls smothering his member jealously as the produce of her climax trickles down around his shaft. The wonderful young girl wraps her arms around his head, her bountifully round breasts suddenly up against his face. Her perfect bosoms, one of her best physical features, now presented to him in such a fashion. Even if she's riding off the effects of her newest peak, struggling to regain herself and move again, he can't say "no" to what's in front of him. Shifting his right hand and left hand from their positions he deftly grabs hold of her beautifully rounded breasts, immediately shifting one of her pink and stiffened teats against his lips. He had always wanted to taste and play with her springy nipples, and now they're in front of him. So real, so malleable and creamy.
"Nyhaaa! S-senpai...-! N-not my...ngguuu...m-my breasts!" Her voice is at a higher pitch than he's ever heard, and it only serves to heighten his arousal. To hear the feverishly heated young girl mewling in pleasure makes him want more of it. Squeezing her pliably soft breasts with his hands, he massages her femininely soft and sweat-slick skin firmly. Her chest is much softer than he had expected. They're more akin to marshmallows; such is their quality, enabling him to knead his fingers smoothly against them. The texture and sensation against his hand is something he's sure he won't ever forget, much like the sudden upwards shift of Mashu's groin. She's moving again, driven by the new stimulation she feels even while he glides his tongue against her nipple, toying with her pink bud. Her bulged out netherlips clench tightly around his cock her pussy walls spreading out around him as she mashes herself down against him. The roughness of her descent has him seeing stars, his teeth gritting down on her teat momentarily before he's able to catch himself. The instinctual reaction elicits another moan from the Demi-Servant's lips and she slides against him again.
Restlessly she begins to pump his member with a sensual grind at the end of each of her descents, her sex passionately wringing him for his precum. The lewdest sounds of sex-slick intimacy starts filling the room, the source coming from the amount of lubrication she's producing from her aroused girlhood each time she crams his cock inside, rubbing him deeply against her cervix. He responds lustfully, bringing both her rosy teats inside of his mouth and sucking greedily.
"Kyaaaaahnnn!" Mashu's trembling sex undulates around him, her velveteen walls rippling upwards as she takes in inch after inch of his hardened flesh. "S-so hot! M-my...breasts...knnn...hu...it feels s-so good...-!" The initial pace she had set for herself is changing erratically now. Her quaking and slender body can't seem to settle on any particular sort of rhythm, her hips shaking at a fast pace before settling into a deep-seated and wringing grind. Her pert bum shakes around him with each shift of her pale flesh against him, and he feels it. The firm ring at the very end of her vagina twitches at the apex of each stroke. Perhaps it's from the stimulation, or perhaps it's because she's been mashing his crown up so deep inside of herself, but it's definitely softening. He continues to treat himself to her breasts, nibbling her stiffened buds with his teeth. His own body is moving on instinct as well, his groin thrusting upwards to meet the beautiful girl's movements each time.
"Huuh...kuh...hah..." Even if she's moving without pattern, it seems the Demi-Servant has managed to regain some control of herself. As she tilts her head back down so she can look him in the eyes, he's able to see her lush lips tremble with each shuddering breath she takes. The thrusts are becoming fuller now, her pale body's actions becoming bolder as their lovemaking peaks. Her shapely hips are moving further along his length, sliding more of his entirely drenched rod out of its snug sheathe. It results in a much more satisfying, albeit obscene, 'squish' sound as his cock ends up mashing deep within her. The pleasure is equally heavenly for the both of them, their bodies melding against each other, the sweat of their exertion mingling. He can feel a vaguely familiar sensation building in his crotch. The sort of tightening a man feels when he's on the verge of release. Each and every time Mashu's tightly stretched out pussy devours his length, he twitches noticeably within the tight confines of her furnace. She must be feeling them too because she begins to shorten her movements around him again.
"I...wont be able to...h-hold it in much longer, Mashu! Y-you have to get...hrnnngh-!" His voice is nothing else but a low groan, weighed down with the pressure building within his cock. He's further muffled by his own lust for her, mumbling against her marshmallow-like breasts whilst his lips move against her hardened pink nipples. Doesn't she have to drink his semen for the effects? He blankly wonders if she can hear him, even as she moves atop of his cock. As the pink-haired girl stuffs her sex with his girthy member on each and every descent the sounds of her lengthy and vigorous movements might as well have drowned out his words just then. He can feel her body shifting a few seconds later in response to his words. Her chest slowly proceeds downwards, releasing her tender teats from his mouth's embrace. However, his hands still remain to knead and squeeze her rounded breasts with the same enthusiasm as before. Her delicate hands rest on his shoulders, her slender body still moving to the lustful and erratic rhythm her shapely hips have set. The exquisitely smooth walls of her sopping pussy is responding to his member's instinctual twitches with its own, even as it clamps down and milks him. Her head is beside his, and he can hear her sensually alluring breaths against his left ear. His eyes can only focus forward, gazing to the sight of her plush ass, watching her buck and gyrate her youthful hips against him.
"Go ahead...senpai...i-inside me..." Her whisper first freezes, then boils his blood, the floodgates now near-bursting. The only reason he's even able to hold himself back is because he's waiting. Waiting for her to slow and slip off of him so he can let her ingest his semen again, as he had said. Or perhaps it's something else. Something tempting him so feverishly even as Mashu mashes his cock within her strained and sopping girlhood once again. Something which comes from the fact that she's a Demi-Servant.
"B-but...I...-!" Her body is still human to a degree; would she be at risk of becoming pregnant? His voice escapes his throat as he's assaulted again by the sensation and pleasure of the pink-haired angel's moist sex spreading open and swallowing up his thick cock. His desperation only extends the intolerable torture he's going through, his testicles and groin straining to a degree he didn't think possible. And only made all the worse by the way his hips are moving upwards to meet hers in a unison of heated flesh.
"Hnn...kyun...it works...still senpai..." Mashu's head moves ever so slightly, her lips right up against his ear. Her voice is so light, so seductive.
"...huhnn...please...your semen...I...gnnh...-!" She's tightening around him now, different from before. The way her slickened and lubricated walls coil around him in a luxurious squeeze signals a building climax. A climax larger than the ones she's had previously. Her body is going rigid again, her overtaxed pussy clenching around him and refusing to relax or release his length. And she only puts more force down behind her hip's movements to compensate, an act which forces whimpers from her throat. Mewling whimpers that end up tantalizing him. Tempting him.
"Nn...nnnmm! I...I went to him...for pills...so knn...p-please senpai...cum...inside...me...-!" Mashu finally breaks as does his own control. His hips buck upwards as he practically stabs his cock deep within her over-stretched pussy. The force of it is such he can feel her cervix, mashed against his crown, almost give way if not for how tense her entire body had gone. He cries out as his burden is finally relieved, shooting a direct jet of cum directly inside of her womb, followed by another, then another. The thick and viscous spurts of hot semen floods into her, splattering and painting her most precious inner sanctuary white with his warmth.
"NNG-! NGYAAAAAA!" The Demi-Servant's own screams of mind-shattering pleasure are all he can hear as she cums upon his cock. Her slender hips grind and rock against his groin, letting him experience the fullness of her overbearing climax. The potent and heady-scented produce of her orgasm splashes out around his cock from her clasping girlhood. Her toes and fingers clench down reflexively, her nails raking into his skin with so much force he's sure she might accidentally draw blood. But it's all part of the sexual pleasure their intimacy has produced. Her tightened pussy milks him for his worth, coaxing more spurts of his white essence from his penis, her previously unsullied inner sanctum now filled to the brim with his seed. So much so that he can feel the pressure at the tip of his pulsating shaft and all around him, the fluids having nowhere to go but rush out around his penis. It's a messy flood of warmth, drenching out between them in a sticky wash of sexual fluids, mingling with sweat from their exertion. But neither of them truly care, the sensation of their lewd release so exaltingly blissful in their minds. It's a moment of pure physical intimacy; her warm and sweat-dampened body lying atop him, her heavy sweet breaths at his ear.
"H-hah...hn...hhuh..." Mashu's soft sweet voice escapes each of her exhales, each akin to a satisfied whimper. Her beautiful body shudders and twitches on top of him, each passing moment burning the post-coital high they had both just experienced. With each bygone minute, her tenderised pussy contracts around his extremely sensitive shaft. He can't help but groan as his pink-haired lover's sex instinctively wrings him for whatever drops of fluid he has left within him. But it's all he can do, simply lay there, panting and groaning in the pleasure of their post-orgasmic state.
"Knn..s-sho...full of...senpai..." Her delicate yet audible mumbling barely registers in his head. He feels heat, heat from her warm and moist skin, heat from his half-hardened erection still embedded within her, and heat from within his chest. Gently, his left hand moves upwards to settle on the Demi-Servant's silky hair. She mewls in tandem to his touching, her head shifting ever so minutely. Her velvet walls undulate around his sensitive cock as he pets her, forcing another groan from his lips. He can't tell if her body is unconsciously reacting or if she's instinctually stimulating him. Regardless, he simply holds her to him, the both of them bathing in the heat of their passion.
The sensitivity in his groin rakes at his raw nerves, forcing shuddering breaths from his lungs. He can feel his vitality sapping away as the lust in his mind burns itself down, satisfied. He wants to say something, anything to her, but he can't find any strength to even muster a word. All he can do is caress her and feel her pressed so closely against him, the pink-haired girl's lovely features hidden away beside his head. He feels no compulsion to shift her off of him in order to remove his half-flaccid penis from within her completely cream-filled sex. To sleep with his penis still filling her moist furnace, it's nice this way. Come to think of it, he never did notice how light she is, even as her slender body is draped atop of him. It's as if she's blanketing him in her affections, soothing him even as his right hand nonchalantly reaches over her for his blanket. He continues to pet her gently whilst seeking out the blanket, prompting a light purr of contentment from the Demi-Servant's lips.
"Mrrrn..." Mashu sounds barely-half awake, so spent from their passionate love-making. He's barely able to keep his own eyes open, his exhaustion overtaking him just as he finds his sheets, pulling it over himself and her. His final task finished, he settles his right hand upon the middle of her back, holding her against him. Every part of him is joyously fulfilled. His mind, satisfied knowing the angelic youth atop him is filled to the brim with magical energy. His body, appeased and with the vigorous expenditure of his sperm. And his heart...
Silently, he turns his head minisculely to his side. Just enough that he's able to whisper inaudibly.
"Mashu...I love you..."
Morning comes in the form of a bright light. A white and brilliant light which rudely pulls him out of the darkness of his dreamless and peaceful sleep. It takes a second for his mind to register it should be morning, or at least what Chaldeas Security sets as morning. He can't be too sure, with the lack of natural lighting and windows. But regardless, he groggily props himself up. The room is cool, and his bed, so warm. Like the same warmth from last night's love-filled exchange of...-
Mashu.
He remembers now.
His eyes fly open and nearly shut themselves again from the brightness of his room's light. Half-squinting he looks down at himself, his body covered in a white sheet. She's gone. But since when? He has never accustomed himself to the girl's schedules, but he certainly had a feeling she woke up quite early. Though she managed to sneak out without even rousing him, rather impressive considering how they fell asleep together. Their naked bodies pressed against each other, his member still tucked within her...
"Huh..." He shakes his head to clear his thoughts. Throwing his blankets over off of himself, he reaches over for his boxers and clothing. Even as he dresses he feels an urge to check his alarm clock. Something in his mind tells him he's woken up at the time when she would usually bri...-
"Ah! E-excuse me, senpai!"
...ng him breakfast.
There she is, turning away from the doorway. In her hands, a tray of food and at her side, Four. Right on schedule, her soft voice filled with embarrassment. She's fully dressed in her Servant gear, her armored skirt back around her waist.
He barely manages to pull his boxers on, his hands flying over to his shirt as he fumbles to pull it over his head.
"G-good morning, Mashu! I-it's alright! I'm nearly finished dressing!" Usually he'd be dressed by now, but today is a bit different from other days, significantly so. His heart is thumps rather uncharacteristically at the mere sound of her voice. Grabbing his folded pants, he slips them up his legs and quickly zips it up before buttoning it. He races to pull his socks on before stepping into his shoes and getting up. Immediately, he feels some minor strain at his hips.
"Ack...phew. It's fine, I'm dressed now, Mashu." Throwing his arms up into the air, he stretches a bit as the Demi-Servant sheepishly peeks behind herself before walking into his room.
"Good morning then, senpai. I brought you breakfast!" Her voice is rather energetic and filled with vigor. Settling the food tray down on his table, she looks up at him with her beautiful violet gaze. He finds himself smitten by the timid yet content smile adorning her face. He can see the minutest blush on her cheeks even as their eyes lock.
"I...d-did you sleep well last night?" His tongue manages to find the right words after what seems to be an hour. Truthfully, he just wants to talk, to hear her words. He can feel an embarrassment welling up in his chest, something he shouldn't be feeling after last night. But he does, and he sincerely hopes she doesn't feel the same about it.
"Hai, senpai." Mashu nods her head slightly, crouching down to pick up the fluffy white animal at her side. Setting Four on the table, she pulls out one of the seats for him before sitting down beside the chair.
"I went to meet with Doctor Roman and get you some breakfast." She's still smiling; her voice is now much steadier than it had been in since the past few days.
"Fou!" The cute creature barks up as if to confirm the pink-haired girl's words.
"Oh. Uh...thank you, Mashu." He looks at her and Four, then looks at the food she had brought for him. Taking a seat beside her he stares at his breakfast. Some warm toast, a glass of cold milk, hot pancakes and sweet fruit spread, a dollop of salted butter, a bowl of steaming porridge, and a knife and fork. Quite a large and hearty breakfast, and much more than what he's capable of eating...
"This is...uhm..." ...unless it's not all for him. He looks over at the Demi-Servant idly scratching the fluffy white animal on the head, her violet eyes shifting to him upon detecting his movements. And almost just as quickly, her glance immediately disappears, her attentions moving back to Four. It's almost as if she's expecting him to comment on the large portions. In that case, he would go one step further.
"Would you like to eat breakfast with me, Mashu?" He doesn't need to think about his inquiry. And the way her eyes widen is enough to affirm his suspicions.
"I would love to, senpai!" Turning to look at him with her wonderful violet eyes, she gives a firm nod of her head.
"Kyuu!" The cute fluffy creature barks again in tandem.
"Of course, you as well, Four. There's plenty for everyone!" Smiling, he picks up his toast and butters it. Before he's able to even hand it over to his kouhai, she leans in timidly and adorably taking a bite of it directly. An act that causes his heart to skip a beat even as she looks up at him with a shy smile, chewing then swallowing. She seems to be misinterpreting his gaze, as he's practically staring at her in disbelief.
"Ah…I-I hope that wasn't…well I mean…uhm…I haven't had much an appetite until this morning, senpai!" Quickly she turns her head away. If she thinks she's offended him, she's much too far off the mark.
"N-no, it's alright, Mashu. I don't mind it if you'd like me to feed you." Without so much as a rational thought, he finds himself reaching over and placing a hand on her cheek. She doesn't even offer a token resistance to his touch, allowing him to lightly tilt her lovely face back towards him.
"…" Her violet eyes seem to speak out to him even as she remains silent. It's simple request to be pampered; to be treated as if last night meant something.
He nods wordlessly, offering the toast back up to her. The Demi-Servant inches herself closer and closer, never breaking eye contact. Her gaze can only be described as enchanting. So enchanting in fact he temporarily forgets about the small white creature sitting at the table beside them, watching them passively. But even if he remembers, he doesn't mind. Mashu is beautiful and adorable in every way. The way she's so timid, the way she's slowly leaning in, the way she's tentatively taking a…-
"Goods news everybody! The results are back in and everyone is fit for the next Grand Order!"
…bite.
Both of them go stiffen and go rigid. Slowly he turns his head to the side to stare at the intruding yet familiar voice. There, standing at the doorway and cheerfully waving a clipboard in his hands, Doctor Roman. Behind him and barely visible, he can catch a glimpse of observant and sharp blue eyes peering from the doorway. With as wide a smile as one can have in the midst of excitement, it's a long moment before the Doctor even opens his eyes again. Only then does he blink once, then twice, then three times. His footsteps follow in tandem.
"Err…I…uhh…I'll be back later."
The door slides shut.
Well, there you have it folks. Ex-rank and Extremely explicit! It's a completed segment, something I failed to do with my previous work. Yes I plan on continuing with this series and cover a wide range of Servants (at least it's what's planned anyways). For any reader who's interested in making a request to me, I don't mind it. I do have a set of Servants I'd like to go through, but other people's preferences in between might just pique my interests. However, if you want to submit a request then I have a criteria to set.
A) Drop by a review and the request therein.
B) Privately message me.
C) Within the message, include translated or have found translations containing the particular Servant's dialogue lines (pre-battle, post-battle, room lines, ascension quote), interlude, and information found on their card (in English of course). The more the better and the more detailed the faster I'll be able to process and churn out something.
Now the serious part is out of the way, please rate and subscri-...review and drop a favorite. I'm pretty sure you all know who's next up on our list, though this one is uniquely complex to work out. If I have community permission, I may just go with a more stereotypical scenario in case things end up too difficult. That being said, I do really like this particular Servant, despite the opinions others may hold of her. Oh and any sort of translations for her via PM would be greatly appreciated.
Last thing. Shout-out to my former student WaddleBuff. Yes I am shamelessly advertising a fellow author, check him out, he does League of Legends stuff/smut. His current work in progress (a young kunoichi) has been released at a steady rate, so if you're bored while waiting for me to write, look into his stuff. They're just as good if not in a vaster quantity.