"Stay with me…" Algren had told her that night, and Miryu allowed herself to give in to the American. She could see from the depths of his ocean-hued eyes that he desired her greatly, and she knew, she knew well that he had been trying his utmost best to remain honorable, unwilling to push her where she did not feel comfortable to tread. But she was afraid as much as she had wanted him in the same manner as he did her… She was no virgin, for the Emperor desired her as well, and whatever the Emperor wanted, she had to give. Young Meiji had not forced her as well, but she was a woman in the flower of youth, and she had her own needs that had to be satisfied at that moment… When she had told him of her past… experiences, he calmly reassured that he was no more innocent as she was, and that he did not mind, so long that she knew that she, and only she could make him long for a woman for so long, and still garner his respect and love…
Literally melting into Algren's arms, Miryu leant her head on his shoulder, uttering a word of thanks. Her sapphire eyes, they were half-filled with tears, and he kissed them all away, his movements soft, and ultimately tender. He knew of her fears, for often sex outside marriage was taboo, even in the West. But they were full-grown adults, and he swore to God that he would take full responsibility that would befall her, not only willingly, but from the very depths of his heart. "Algren…" she murmured his name as their lips soon met, and it was a sound that he hoped that he would hear more throughout the night. Moaning into the kiss, she allowed herself to be picked up by him and was laid on his bed, her long, ebony hair spilling all over the place like black strands of a spider's web, entangling, and highly enticing in its beauty. Running her fingers through his hair as he rained more heated kisses onto her lips and neck, she could feel his manhood against her thigh, and felt compelled to stroke it, an act that she did without consulting all rational thought.
Algren's response was a deep groan, a brief pause that caused her to jerk her hand away immediately, but he caught it and kissed it lightly, whispering into her ear, "Do it again…" It was not a request, that she knew from the tone of his voice, which seemed so husky and masculine to her all of a sudden. Biting her lip seductively, she did as she was told, and the Captain groaned once more, pulling her body closer to his. Feeling a fleeting sense of empowerment, she quickly removed his trousers and found exactly what she had sought out. Slowly wrapping her hand around the base of his length, she stroked it in vertical motions, licking the head every now and then, causing Algren to throw his head back, and moaning her name. It was not before long that she began to kiss his manhood from base to tip, proceeding to gently play with his sac with her deft fingers. "Miryu…" he moaned, taking off the rest of his clothes, and some of hers while she played with him. The woman looked up to him and smiled, concentrating on bringing him pleasure, a task that proved no little difficulty for her, for it seemed that he was responsive to every single touch that she gave him, from the slightest caress of her tongue, to the sensations of her sucking him dry but moments later.
He thought that he had died and went into heaven after he exploded in her mouth, sending streams of his seed into her mouth, which she readily swallowed, readily teasing him by continuing to suck and lick his manhood even after he came undone, bringing him into another erection. With a devilish smirk, he flipped her over the bed and began to kiss her hungrily, whilst removing the last of the barriers between their naked flesh. And for the first time, he saw with his own eyes, the full extent of her legendary beauty, one that was unseen by all others, save for the Emperor, and himself… And now, he had her all to himself, a selfish thought, but it seemed that it would be the cruel truth… Drinking in the sight of her white, flawless skin, the flush of her cheeks and her full breasts capped with soft brown nipples that he spend almost an eternity sucking and nibbling moments later. And oh, had she purred and cooed at every single touch he gave her… Wrapping her legs around his waist, she closed the distance between them, demanding a kiss from him before allowing him to venture to the valley of her cleavage with his tongue, followed by her abdomen. Untangling himself from her mile-long legs, he spread them gently and teased her nether lips. "Oh… Algren!" she yelped, arching her back to give him better access to her jewel.
"You taste so good," Algren commented, thrusting his tongue onto her clitoris, lapping at it as a lone wolf drinks from a cool spring in autumn's embrace. She was just… perfect for him, and the more he had consumed her, the more he wanted her, and he knew that his hunger for her would never cease. Miryu's yelps of pleasure soon became raspy moans as she approached her peak. Her sapphire eyes were closed as she experienced her orgasm, screaming his name as she clutched on the sheets as everything turned white. It was nothing… nothing like she had felt before, and by the gods, did she want more.
Bringing himself up again, he kissed her once more, their tongues joining in a dance only of carnal desire and longing before thrusting his manhood, already erect again into her sheath. Seconds later, she began to match his rhythm, gyrating her hips as he thrust himself in and out of her, in something so primordial, turning it into a piece of their own heaven. Kisses were shared, screams of utter pleasure were heard, and proclamations of reaching the abode of heaven as well. There was utterly nothing else like what they had. They rode out their orgasms together, and the feeling of her tight walls clenching around his member as she screamed his name aloud, it was enough for Algren to have died then and there… For the longest time, he remained within her, content of the feel of her around him, covering all of him, whilst he whispered sweet nothings into her ear, kissing her every now and then before pulling out of her, and falling asleep with her in his arms, her head resting on his broad chest…
If this was what a piece of heaven felt like, then Nathan Algren would die happily, knowing that Miryu was his, and his alone…