Samu-sa no naka, Kasai furea kanojo no kokoro chapter twelve
L.T: Well, it's been a while, but I finally managed to make time to do some much-needed writing, so today will feature not one, but TWO chapters!...erm, It's okay to clap, people! Jeez, I don't know why I try anymore… ok, ya know what? I'm going to get the Dragonborn… (The Dragonborn stomps into the room, Shouts "fus…RO DAH!" and then leaves. L.T comes back.)
Ok, thanks for that, buddy. Kill a dragon for me, 'kay? Anyway, on with the lemon-I mean, story… anyway, Tsukune still has his fangs when his vampire-form is sealed, just like Moka does, but his vamp-form has longer ones.
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Previously on samu-sa no naka…
Tsukune had fastened his lips onto my clitty and he'd SUCKED, hard, and I'd cum, splashing his face with my juices, and then fallen limp as a rag doll, strength drained. Tsukune lay next to me, his fingers curled in my hair as I gasped for breath after the strongest orgasm I'd ever experienced...
As I recovered, Tsukune started kissing my neck, his fangs scraping gently over my skin. "I don't know what it is, but you smell so…good," he breathed, eyes glowing faintly, and I gulped nervously, adrenaline still flooding my system, and then I froze with a jolt. The reason Tsukune felt so good in me, beside me, with me, was simple. I had become hooked on his Yokai energy, and he was unwittingly capitalising on the fact. As he stretched, his Yokai flared, and I came a second time, screaming in shock and bliss. Tsukune's face had an expression on it that was so helplessly surprised, I would have laughed, if I hadn't been…preoccupied. As my heartbeat slowed, I sat up and kissed Tsukune soundly, putting all my love for him into it, and only released him when his arms started flailing for want of air. As he gasped and coughed, I sat fidgeting with my fingers, and then looked at him as he stood. "Mizoreee…" He drew my name out into a long humming note. "I am very disappointed…that you stopped kissing me," he finished, and pounced on me, licking the side of my neck and sucking on my collarbone, leaving a love-bite that stood out, a stark red against the pale skin. Slowly, I began to grind my hips on Tsukune's revelling in the glorious sensations that flowed into my body. Could this get any better? It could. I was so absorbed in my rubbing, that I only stopped when I felt an …intrusion, down at the entrance of my pussy. I saw that the tip of Tsukune's head had pierced a little way in, and was the source of these new, and powerful, feelings. Bracing myself, I was about to move again, when Tsukune grabbed my shoulders. Looking at me solemnly, asked, "Are you sure you want to do this, Mizore? I don't want you to do something that would hurt you, or force you into anything you didn't want." Staring into the icy eyes of the one man who had thawed my frozen heart, I smiled, soft and sweet, kissed him quickly, and replied, "Yes." Tsukune still held me still, and whispered, "You complete me, you are my world, the only reason I have to carry on. I will be yours for an eternity, the other half of my heart, the centre of my being.
Without you in my life,
The sweet tastes bitter.
The bright, becomes dull.
The soft, turns harsh.
You make sense of my senses…"
As Tsukune finished affirming his love for me, he released his grip, and I plunged my wet, thirsting cunt down on my love's cock, but I felt no pain as he tore through my virgin barrier, only an elation that swept me up in its arms, and let me ride the winds of Tsukune's heart, truly, becoming one. Tsukune, fearing that my wail of joy was a howl of pain, ceased his first thrust instantly, and the bliss I felt dwindled. Opening my eyes, I raised my hips and slowly lowered them again, shuddering with the feeling of Tsukune finally buried inside me, where he belonged for ever. The soft smacking of flesh of flesh, the trickle of my honey running down my thighs, the pumping of Tsukune's dick wedged inside me, and the sense of closeness I felt sent me screaming into my third orgasm of the day, with a long, sobbing howl. "TSUUUKKKUUNNEEEEE! WH-Y DO Y-OU FE-EL SO- GOO-D?!" I wailed, and he began ramming into me, harder and faster, yelling, "KAMI-SAMA, MI-CHAN! YOU! ARE! SO! GOOD! OYU'RE WARM PUSSY WRAPPED AROUND MY DICK, SQUEEZING ME, IT'S JUST TOO MUCH! OH, SHIT! CUMMING!"
And, with that cry, Tsukune's seed burst from his cock and hosed the inside of my tunnel with such force, I swear I could feel it spattering against my cervix. As we clung to each other, sweating freely, Tsukune held me tight, murmuring, "all this time, I thought Moka had my heart. I was wrong. It was you all along." Slowly, he raised his right hands, and bared his fangs. "Wait, what?-" "Mizore, I can offer only one gift to you, even though it is not enough, but offer it I shall. Mizore Shirayuki, I offer you my blood. A/N: Does anyone recognise the line? Take it, and you will live long, by my side, and we will never be parted." Eyes wide, tears trickling down my cheeks, I could only nod. "So be it." Tsukune plunged his right fang into his wrist, and the blood welled. Guiding my head, Tsukune raised his bleeding wrist to my lips, and I drank…
'gulp… gulp… gulp…' as Tsukune's wrist healed, I sat back, eyes dimming, and smiled. "Tsukune-sama, your blood tastes…sweet." I murmured, and he blushed cutely. As Tsukune's vampiric essence coursed through my veins, I could sense a presence, unlike any I had ever felt. Focussing my mind, I mentally called, 'hello?' at once, I felt surprise, that was not my own, spike into my brain. 'Mizore?! What are you doing in my head?" That was Tsukune's voice! I could talk to him telepathically! This would make things even more complicated than before…
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