Here In My Arms

by Platinumsabr

(AU) What laid in wait past Anti-Thesis? A choice. What lay in wait past the choice? Consequences. A future...with who? Decisions, decisions, some not up to me, show me the truth, what I'm meant to be... (Rated M for adult content)

11. To Love a Vampire, Black & White Edition

Disclaimer: I don't own Rosario+Vampire, nor do I make any money from the writing of this story. Simple enough, ne? Just don't copy from this story and we're all good!

Friendly warning: yes, this chapter contains lemon, and lots of it. You've been warned.

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V^^ To Love A Vampire - Black and White Edition ^^V

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It was official, he was back on Fate's 'To Screw With' list. That was the only explanation.

Three weeks ago he had been on Cloud Nine, which mostly had to do with the physical expression of love that had taken place between him and the temptress that had haunted his dreams. Even the next week after that hadn't been so bad—with the expulsion of an increase in sexual tension between himself and the others—and of all things he found himself with a familiar! Then, then things started going straight to hell.

Rei was amazing, there was no denying that. She was a dragon, and he wasn't about to say he had never found them fascinating before. He might not be the biggest reader, but fiction was better than non-fiction any day. However, all of the downsides of having kids were being pointed out one after another, and in quick succession if he was being completely honest. Admittedly, a child would have to be older to follow him everywhere—like she could—and they could only voice their displeasure through crying—which she did, in her own way—but they could also kill any kind of intimacy really, really, quickly—and she had become very good at that. Now that he thought about it, yes, it was almost identical to having a child.

The first four days after she had hatched she had been a noticeable hindrance, something both Mizore and Kurumu hadn't taken too kindly to. Kokoa was conspicuously absent most of the time, which didn't make him feel any better. He didn't like thinking he had offended her. Because of his newfound responsibilities, the time he could spend with Moka became a lot less as well, and all in all his relationships were suffering. They were able to see each other at club, and he generally saw one of his two trainers for a couple of hours every day, but then things had gotten unusual.

Over the past week Kurumu and Mizore had…changed. The first thing he had been able to see with any degree of infallibility was when the snow woman had shown up for his lesson one day, wearing matching spandex shorts to the top she always wore under her sweater. Without the sweater. It might have been normal workout clothes for most everyone else, but he had never seen her wear something like that. The closest thing he could think of was the bikini in Second Year, and maybe the Newspaper Club's unofficial cheerleading uniforms. Thinking of those certainly didn't help his mental state, to say the least. After recovering from the nearly debilitating tightening of his pants, their lesson had advanced from there.

Then the brushes had started. While teaching him to mold the ice to his will, she had apparently decided to change to the hands-on approach. When her soft hands encompassed his, slowly gesturing them into the shapes she wanted him to create, he was sure he could hear his heart pounding in his ears. For how cold her hands usually were, there was only one rationalization for why it felt like he was burning up where his hands met hers. It wasn't just his hands either, she would find some excuse to accidentally touch him, and the ones that threw him off the most were during their sparring sessions. Executing a roundhouse kick became significantly more complicated when his crotch was innocently caressed.

It didn't stop there. His lessons with Kurumu took a turn too. Layers of clothing would be removed under the excuse of it being 'too hot,' and Tsukune would be given a full view of an ever increasing amount of flesh. She was much bolder with her advances, and stopped being annoyed at Rei's constant interruptions. As a matter of fact, they both did.

And Rei, well, she had grown even more the second week, and was now the size of horse, and twice as thick. She couldn't even fit in his door anymore, which had been dealt with for the time being by having her sleep on the roof. A couple of nights he had even joined her up there; she was plenty warm after all, and she always seemed to know if there were going to be any changes in the weather. With that had come a serious problem, one he was currently on his way to the headmaster to talk about. He had plenty of other serious problems, but this was one that stopped him from being able to take care of the others.

Ruby smiled brightly when she saw him come in, and threw her arms around his neck in a fierce hug. He laughed as he squeezed her back, and they parted with a chaste kiss. With the time they could spend alone becoming fewer and farther between, they took what they could get. In fact, he was amazed they were so comfortable kissing each other, all things considered. It might not have been as far as some of them wanted, but not everything had been completely terrible over the past two weeks Rei had been there.

"Welcome, Tsukune-san! This is a surprise!"

Before she could continue he had silenced her with another soft kiss. "Ruby?"

"Yes?" she squeaked as she colored in embarrassment.

"We've talked about this."

Her blush darkened. "T-Tsukune."

He smiled warmly. "That's better."

"You really make me want to forget again every time."

"I pretty much said the same thing to Moka. Great incentive though, isn't it?"

The witch licked her lips with a devious smirk. "I don't know, could you remind me again?"

There was only one response to that.

"Now now, no PDA in the headmaster's office."

They practically jumped apart, both sporting a healthy shade of red on their cheeks. The man's sense of timing was almost as good as Kurumu's, but for a completely different purpose. Under Tsukune's baleful glare, the Exorcist laughed heartily.

"To what do I owe the pleasure? Something wrong with your rosary again?"

Nothing that hasn't happened before, he thought sarcastically, but that wasn't the reason he had come. "No, it's about Rei-chan this time. You must know how big she's gotten! I don't know what to do with her anymore. I mean, I don't mind her sleeping on the roof, but I worry about her getting enough to eat now!"

The headmaster nodded understandingly. "Ah, I was waiting for this to happen. Now that she's big enough to not be mistaken for food for the other predators, I think it's time she go back to Paradise."

Tsukune almost choked. "What?! You can't be serious!"

"Of course I'm serious. She needed time to get to know you and grow, but now she needs to get back in touch with her instincts. How do you think all those rare monsters survive Paradise together? They don't eat each other, I can assure you. She will have plenty of deer and the like from the human world to prey upon."

"Then why didn't we just keep her there in the first place?!"

"Did you not hear me?" he asked sarcastically. "She's not just another monster, she's your familiar. Had she not gained some of your traits through your bond she would have been far less friendly initially, but moreover she needed the time to grow. To you it might look like she's been growing like a weed, but this is normal. Dragons have fierce survival instincts, it's been wired into them to get large fast because they don't stay in the nest for very long. While they're there however, they have the protection of their mother, and that's not to be taken lightly. She, on the other hand, has a partner: you. Familiar contracts trump family in that sense. If you had just left her there, things could have gone very badly. Now that she's big enough to hunt on her own, I suggest you let her do that. Paradise will be the best place for her until, or if, her other talents develop. No monster there would dare attack her now."

"That…makes sense, I guess," Tsukune admitted grudgingly. "I might have wanted her gone a few times over the past couple weeks, but for her to just…so soon…"

The Exorcist patted him on the shoulder. "A Familiar may be an asset in many aspects, but they are also their own person—metaphorically speaking. I'm sure she's developed enough by now to know when you're safe and where you are without difficulty. If all goes well, her urge to see you after separation may even spark her dormant powers. She hasn't had any occasion to use any of her gifts, but let her survive on her own for a little while and she may grow more than you think."

"Alright, alright, I get it. Still feels like I'm letting a two-week-old into a den of lions."

That creepy grin he had seen so many times before came right back. "Think of it this way: in the den of lions you're sending her into, she's the only true predator among them."

Tsukune grinned, and his extended fangs caught the light menacingly. "That does sound better."

The Dark Lord almost shook his head in disbelief. The influence of both wholly vampiric blood and a dragon familiar and this is only as far as he's changed. He changes them more than they change him. Tsukune-kun…sometimes you scare me.

"Well, I'd better go get her. She would have come in with me, but she couldn't fit through the door!"

"And how do you plan to do that?" His answer came in the form of an opened window and an ear-splitting whistle. Soon after a deep, yet somehow delighted growl answered that, and a shining silver-white dragon was circling the tower before landing on one of the opposing structures.

"These fangs make whistling a breeze!"

Yes, I hear they're good for biting people too. Still, to think she's already flying… With a look at the fine specimen of a dragon looking expectantly over at him, he smiled. "Good afternoon, Rei-chan, I've heard a lot about you."

The dragon snorted before looking past him to the brown-haired young man beside him, and Tsukune laughed. "Relax, Rei-chan, you're going to get me expelled at this rate!"

Steel gray met the strange glow that seemed to shine from the headmaster's eyes, and eventually the familiar shrugged her head apathetically. The Dark Lord couldn't help but think he had just passed some kind of test, even in view of his status as it was. A true dragon through and through; Tsukune-kun, you have no idea how lucky you are.

"You think she'll be able to fit through to where you've got the door to Paradise?"

"The door to Paradise itself is more of a locked portal, so no matter how large she becomes she would still be able to fit through it. You're right on the other account; she might not be able to fit through the hall leading to it if she gets any bigger, but with any luck it shouldn't be a problem." Inwardly he amended, With your luck anyway.

"Sounds good," the young vampire said. "Hear that, Rei-chan? I'll meet you on the ground!" She nodded, and took off from the other rooftop to begin her descent to the doors. Tsukune rubbed the back of his head as he looked over at the headmaster again. "It's only been two weeks, but I get the feeling she would talk to me if she could! I never expected her to be so smart!"

The Exorcist chuckled. "My young friend, you have no idea."

He let him wonder what he meant by that as he started for the path to the monster's paradise.

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It was a sight indeed to watch the silver dragon just barely scrape her way into the large area that held the dimensional anomaly. When they all entered the realm however, Rei instantly spread her wings and charged forward, crowing in delight.

Tsukune smiled whimsically as he watched his friend and partner take to the skies. "With all the dead trees and whatnot at the school, I guess it would feel good to be in a place where nature's thrived without any interference."

Ruby inconspicuously wound her hand into his as she smiled right back. "You're really starting to sound like a proper wizard. I knew giving you more of my blood would be a good thing."

He laughed. "More like an 'essential' thing, but hey, that's just a technicality." She punched him in the shoulder for that, and he rubbed the marked spot with mock pain on his face, which only caused her to giggle.

"Tell me, have you tried riding her yet?"

The fledgling vampire coughed hoarsely as he turned to the source of the voice, his face an unhealthy shade of crimson. "E-Excuse me?"

The priestly man merely pointed to the sky. "Your familiar: have you tried riding her yet?"

Calmed by that clarification, Tsukune cleared his throat in relief while Ruby was doing her best to match her namesake beside him. "N-No, I haven't. I know she's bigger than me now, but I don't want to put that strain on her. I have to admit, it would feel like I'm just…using her…if I rode on her back."

"Tsukune, a Familiar relationship is a two-way street," Ruby began sympathetically. "So far you've cared for her, kept her safe, and been there for her. She wouldn't see it as you using her at all. Trust me, when she gets older, or when you get more attuned to nature, you'll understand what I mean." She could see comprehension light in his eyes just as Rei circled back around.

"Wait, you mean you can unders—!" Whatever else he might have used to complete that sentence was replaced with a rather unmanly scream as his familiar dropped from the sky and picked him up in one fell swoop.

Both remaining members on the ground laughed. "It would seem he wasn't given a choice in the matter."

"Seems to happen to him a lot."

The headmaster and his aide looked at each other for a moment, then simultaneously chuckled.

Naturally, the other person that had been on the ground with them was far from laughing. Screaming would be a closer description. He had flown before, in a sense, but both Ruby and Kurumu couldn't get very much speed with people in tow, and gaining altitude was a slow-going process. With Rei it was effortless, and as the trees blurred into green mush below him he clasped harder to her paw. He recognized her raspy breathing as laughter, and glared as hard as he could up at her. In response she simply slowed as she lowered her head and tossed him up, and before he was even done screaming he was seated securely where her neck met her torso.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" he screeched in fright. "You could have—oh wow…"

Paradise stretched out below him, as far as the eye could see. For such an unnatural place it was astonishingly beautiful, and even the planets glowing in the sky seemed perfect for where they were set. From their altitude it was like the diversity of Paradise never ended, a true masterpiece of multiple environments that fit seamlessly together to form a dimension that earned its name well. Wind pushed his long hair back forcefully, but the temperate climate allowed no chill. Everything was so…alive, it made him feel lightheaded. It was like he could feel the entire land from where he was, whispering its welcome to both him and Rei. It was like what he could feel when he was still full of Ruby's blood, only a hundred times stronger. It was magnificent.

"Is this because of you? Is this what it's like for you?" he breathed in wonder, and even past the rushing winds he knew she had heard and understood him. She looked back at him, and in her intelligent eyes he knew the answer. "Wow…" The feeling of flying was unlike anything he could describe, and that was when he finally joined in with the others on the ground and started laughing. "This is incredible! Come on, Rei-chan, show me what you can do!"

She growled her agreement happily, and soon they were falling from the sky in a near free-fall that had Tsukune holding on for dear life and howling in excitement. Pulling up in a tight spiral, he was nearly thrown from her back, but by that time the adrenaline rush was so severe he could only scream victoriously. Up and down, left and right; the most maneuverable aircraft in the world had nothing on his familiar. He felt the ripple of her powerful muscles under his legs as he held on tight, the pull of gravity as she executed turns and dips that seemed to make his organs rearrange themselves accordingly, and the sheer euphoria of having the wind slice around him as she demonstrated her ability in the sky.

Monsters retreated when she drew close to the ground, and just like he had thought, the whole place was teeming with life, just not the human kind. When she at last returned to where Ruby and the headmaster had remained, any fear he might have ever had of flying had been eternally destroyed. He was still laughing and shouting as she jogged to a stop, and he was left gasping for breath as he waited for the world to stop spinning around him. When he tried to get off her back he fell gracelessly to the ground, but that only had him laughing again as he was sprawled out on the ground.

"Sweet mother of all things holy…Ruby, you have to try that sometime!" The woman in question merely smiled as she moved to help him up, and he stumbled uncertainly before clasping to her for stability. "Whoa, trippy…"

She laughed. "Looks like you need to get your land legs back."

"Sure. Makes me wonder what legs I've got on right now, but sure."

"You goof, maybe next time you'll wait 'til you can see straight before you try standing up!"

"But it was such a rush! It was just…wow! Wow!"

"See? I don't think you were much of a burden to her, do you?"

He looked over at the large reptile virtually beaming with pride and shook his head. "I'll never doubt you again. I hope we'll get to talk to each other soon," he said to her, and she nodded before he reached over to hug her neck. "You've shown me you like it here, so I feel much better now. I'll come visit as much as I can, alright?" With another nod, she had soon taken off again, to go explore her new home.

Ruby placed her hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "She's beautiful."

He put one of his hands over hers before moving to kiss it gently. "So are you. I just didn't think she'd be so accepting."

"She's a dragon, this place is much more suitable for her, and she knows that. Though she might want to stay by you, she knows that she would be nothing but a burden as things are. Dragons don't stay as your definition of 'children' for very long. Besides, it would be hard to keep her fed with only our cafeteria leftovers." He laughed, and the young vampire joined him. It was true after all. "And as for you visiting…I have a proposition for you…"

Just as the other time something had been offered to a vampire, one of Tsukune's eyebrows rose up questioningly.

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Kurumo Kurono was walking on air. Well, not literally, but she was so pleased with herself she might as well have been. Her plans had been working perfectly, and that was something that never happened. Tsukune's luck must be rubbing off on me or something, she thought happily, and her mind quickly detoured to a more perverted part of her psyche when she realized what else that could mean. She giggled slyly. With any luck, that'll be happening soon too.

Her plan was simple. The tension between them and Tsukune was getting to be unbearable, and the lack of resolution because of Rei was wearing on their already frayed nerves. The easiest solution then was just to take themselves out of the equation. If they teased Tsukune knowingly, and were prepared for interruptions, then there would only be one person leaving the situation frazzled: Tsukune. He was his own biggest obstacle, and they knew from experience his patience was not something to be underestimated. Their newest task involved slowly but surely chipping away at that waning self-control, and it was working like a charm.

The situation itself was almost directly because of his new familiar, which made any initiative on their part hard to instigate, but since she was his familiar, they certainly couldn't be blamed if he was the one to start something, now could they? Being that only he had the power to send her away, it really was the perfect plan. Of course, cold showers and self-gratification had become a norm over the course of such a plan, but having a snow woman as a best friend came in handy every now and then. How she relieved the stress, she had no idea. Hot showers maybe?

The point was, they were close, and she knew it. It was so much easier to have a plan in mind and things to accomplish than to stay unknowledgeable and frustrated. They had nothing against Rei—other than the obvious—but she needed to go for a little while. Finding a babysitter for something the size of a horse was about as easy as it sounded, especially when she could probably eat said babysitter if she wanted to, and would continue to get larger the longer time went on. Even for as large as she was, she would still seem cute, and even her interruptions too, had they not been so hot and bothered already. There was no more room for argument, if they—she—didn't have him soon, she was going to take matters into her own hands.

She couldn't be held responsible for her actions if it came to that.

Now, if only she could find him! It was the weekend again, and summer vacation was fast approaching. To her knowledge, the Newspaper Club didn't have an outing planned this year, but knowing their beloved sensei, she could spring one on them at the last minute. As Third Years, their lives were hectic with exams and post-school preparation, but she had never worried about that before, and wasn't about to start now. Her grades had improved since their whole group had started studying together more, and with a genius witch taking point as an impromptu teacher, they had all noticed a change in their academic lives. Not that she really cared, but it made her mother happy and that was a good thing. There was another thing that would make her mother even happier, and she was working on that one.

She had never been overly patient, but somehow she had been able to hold out, even long enough to put a plan into action yet! She was sure her mother would be more than proud of her for that one. Sadly, that patience had come to an end. Term exams were coming up, as they always did before summer vacation, and that meant she had a week to do something with her destined one before he would undoubtedly be pulled away by the rest of their group for their studies. With two people among them in the top twenty of the entire school, it wasn't something the others were going to ignore. Her grades could sink to the center of the Earth and burn for all she cared. When intimacy with Tsukune was the other option, it was a no-brainer which one she would choose. It was time to take drastic action.

Knocking insistently on the door in front of her, it eventually opened to reveal a snow woman currently in the process of brushing her teeth. Her choppy hair didn't look the least bit out of place even though it was obvious she had just woken up, and that brought unneeded irritation to the succubus, though she had to admit she was impressed. Not bothering to greet her with the toothbrush in her mouth, Mizore simply waved her in as she went back to the small sink in her kitchenette to rinse.

Now Kurumu had been in her friend's room quite a few times, but she was never any less shocked by the sheer tidiness of it every single time. The room was full of whites and blues, with puffy white marshmallow pillows and ice-blue covers over her bed, and even the soft white light of the lamps was shaded by the icicle-like draperies over them. Her preferred stripes were clear to see, but she really did have taste no one would have thought of at first glance. It could be questioned whether there was even a speck of dust in the entire place, and if she had to take a guess she would say no. She had kept her room clean out of principle, in case anything…happened…but she had never known Mizore's to be anything less than sparkling.

"We really are the black and white duet, aren't we?" Kurumu stated with an amused grin, and her friend smiled as she put away her toiletries.

"If you're talking about how some of your witchcraft experiments look like they should be paying rent and you could eat off my floor, then yes, we really are," she responded smugly, and the blue-haired woman huffed indignantly.

"Hey! I've been keeping my room clean!"

"Only because you want Tsukune to come in with you and help make it messy again."

She sputtered, though it really was no less than the truth. "So?"

"The bedroom is only one part of relationship you know."

Kurumu smiled brightly. "That's what I have you for!"

Mizore mocked offense. "Well excuse me for being trained to be a good wife. You'd think the succubae would do something like that, but I guess batting your eyelashes and flaunting your breasts makes everything better."

The violet-eyed woman stepped back dramatically while holding a hand over her heart, which incidentally placed it over abovementioned large bosom. "Moi? Madam, you wound me!" Her eyes glittered mischievously. "We're quite proud of our butts too."

The two broke out into laughter. Their teasing had been a long-running joke between them for the longest time, and they had done it for so long it just became part of their banter. They both knew they were helping each other cover their weaknesses, and not just those on the battlefield. Mizore had been teaching Kurumu how to cook more than just instant noodles, and in return Kurumu was teaching her how to bake her infamous desserts, minus the 'extras' of course. It wouldn't do for partners of their caliber to have things between them, and though Gin was a hopeless womanizer, he was also quick to have them settle their differences before he considered training them seriously. If they didn't trust each other completely, their black and white duet would be a black and blue failure, it was just that simple. Teasing on the other hand, that was a free-for-all.

"What can I help you with?" Mizore asked once they had settled down. Stalker or no, with her sleeping patterns lately she wasn't about to disregard a chance to sleep in. No alarm clock meant no dream being cut short, and they were really, really good dreams. The other monster gave her a look that clearly told her what she wanted help with, and she smiled in an almost dangerous way. "So we're taking it to the next level?"

"Screw next level, we're going for a game-winning grand slam! Summer vacation is coming up, but you never know what that could mean for us, and really we've only got this next week to do something before exams start! No better time than the present!"

The ice maiden's grin stayed in place, and she stretched with a happy sigh before standing back up. "I thought you would never say that! It looked like there were a few times last week when you almost pinned him to the ground and—"

"Anyway!" Kurumu interrupted hastily. "The fact is I didn't, and if I'm really gonna push him over the edge with Rei right there, I know I'm gonna need you."

"Gee, nice to feel wanted," she muttered, and that time the succubus couldn't tell if her friend was mocking the hurt, or if it was actually real. That didn't sit well with her at all.

"Hey, I'm sorry, that didn't come out right," the illusion mistress lamented honestly as she tried to meet her wandering gaze. Finally she grabbed her shoulders and forced her blue eyes to meet her own of violet. "Honest, I didn't mean it like that. You know I'd never think of you as something to be used."

"Sure sounded like it…"

The other woman laughed as she hugged her friend. "You could never be something like that to me!"

A purple eyebrow quirked upwards, and she would never say she enjoyed the heat seeping into her from the embrace. It reminded her of Tsukune, but it was different at the same time. "So does that mean I'm one of your 'backup lovers' like your mom said?" she asked mirthfully, and that caused Kurumu to laugh harder. When she stopped though, Mizore was shocked by the sincerity in her best friend's features.

"Even before Tsukune turned I started thinking of it, but now I can't help but think that I wasn't looking at what I was taught right. Just because there's one meeting destined to happen doesn't mean that's the only meeting destined to happen. We were both drawn to Tsukune, and because of that we met too. I think I met my true family when I was fifteen, and I've only started realizing it now. Tsukune turning was just the last piece that needed to fall into place. You could never be one of my 'backup lovers,'" she said with a grin, "because I'd never think of you as anything less than a real lover."

The snow woman's cheeks flared with color, and she looked away in embarrassment. "Sh-Sheesh, y-you're certainly…open."

Kurumu smiled brightly. "Nope! I'm just honest with my feelings! I am a succubus after all!"

"…You're not going to let go of me until I say something, are you?"

Another grin came, along with another, "Nope!"

Mizore rolled her eyes, but she smiled back. "So what happens if I said I didn't mind?"

The grin became absolutely voracious. "Then the kiddy gloves come off for real, and we go and blow our destined one's mind. Plus, we get to beat Yukari to her dream. Win-win I say."

She thought about that for a second. "You mean you want Moka to join us?"

Kurumu almost tripped standing still, and holding someone no less. "No!" A moment or two after that though her face turned thoughtful, and Mizore tried to keep her eyes from widening. It had been meant as a joke, but now that she thought about it… "Well, not yet anyway. She's had her turn, this time she gets to be the one to hear the stories!"

"I can live with that. Makes me wonder what would happen if we all teamed up on him though…"

The Succubus' smile was downright evil. "If? There's no 'if.' When."

"I think I'm really going to enjoy the rest of my life."

And she knew she would. She would never be alone, never again. She had too many people who loved her for that to happen, and she loved them all in return. It really was amazing how her life had turned out, and she wouldn't change a single second of it, not if it meant changing what was happening now. The snow people had always preferred looking to the future rather than the past, and she liked what she was seeing in hers.

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Rei had only been gone a few hours and yet in his mind it felt so much longer. Two weeks ago he had been used to being alone after school—or as alone as he could get after club activities and whatever else he had up that day—but then she had hatched and every waking moment was consumed with whether or not she needed anything. He was still able to handle most of what he had done before, but 'free time' became something scarce. Not that he would have minded, and he didn't really, but he did have to say he had become somewhat annoyed.

Okay, he was more than annoyed, he was so frustrated his frustration was frustrated! It wasn't her fault, she was a baby for crying out loud, but she had the worst timing he could have ever imagined. Not even the Exorcist and his frequently misinterpreted comments were as bad as her! She was amazing, he wasn't going to deny that, but being so close, so close, to his loved ones and only being able to do so much before she stepped in was absolute torture! Even someone like him could only hold back so much.

Actually, now that he thought about it, having her gone for a little while might not be such a bad thing. Wow, that sounded really, really, bad. I guess selflessness only goes so far. He loved her, she was an irreplaceable part of his life even two weeks after she had come into it, but did it ever feel nice to have some time to himself. He hoped it didn't sound as bad as he thought it did.

As much as Ruby wanted to stay with him after they were done dropping off Rei, she wasn't a student; she had a job, she had responsibilities. Working a few weekends was part of the deal. Not that it was a bad deal by any sense of the word; not only did she get free room and board, but she also got great training for anything and everything and even a paycheck, however meager that may be. He might even be jealous, that was if he didn't know firsthand what it was like to be one of the headmaster's worker monkeys. He wouldn't wish that job on anyone, and too bad for him, he had a pretty large debt to pay. It was only a matter of time before he started calling in favors.

Yippee, I wonder what he'll have me do this time? he thought sarcastically. Maybe he'll just come straight out and say, 'hey Tsukune, I want you to go jump in a lake then face Godzilla, or maybe do both at the same time! No biggie for you, right? You'll be fine!' If he wasn't a Dark Lord, and if he didn't hold the power to expel him on a whim, he would be sorely tempted to smash the man's face in. Since that wasn't a possibility, no matter how enticing the idea might be, the only question left was what to do with all his newfound free time?

Yeah right.

Now, if only he could find her! When their youki wasn't agitated it wasn't easy to figure out where any of his friends could be, and he had already checked all their usual haunts. The only place left to look was the dorm, and he thought it best he stay away from there—though taking the time into consideration, it would be their most likely whereabouts. He wanted to go of course, but he didn't know if he could trust himself, especially if any of them happened to be alone. If he ran into Moka…he shook his head vigorously; those thoughts weren't helping his situation. It was to the point where one of Inner Moka's training sessions would be gladly taken, anything to get his mind out of where it had been for the past two weeks.

His spine tingled in a very familiar way, and he couldn't restrain the smile. Looking for them was so much easier when they came to him instead. He turned around, still grinning, when he saw a flash of purple slip behind one of the trees in front of him. Come out, come out, wherever you are…

Carefully tiptoeing towards her hiding place, he lunged around, pinning his arms to the sides to block off any retreat, and lo and behold, stuck between his outstretched arms was a wide-eyed Mizore Shirayuki. "Peek-a-boo, I see you."

She smirked slyly as she popped the candy out of her mouth, uncaring in the least of the fact that she was a walking meal to the bloodsucker in front of her. If anything, she was eyeing his fangs just as hungrily as everything else. "Oh no, whatever shall I do?"

The setting sun behind him cast a bright outline around his darkened features. "I can think of a few things…"

Her smirk lengthened. "Do tell…"

"Oh I plan to," he promised breathily, and she giggled as their faces neared. It had become so easy to kiss them, to show them how much they meant to him, and yet every time it never lost any of its spark. There was something different this time, and that was the near indomitable fire that had taken residence in Tsukune's being. It was hard enough to hold back when he was normal, or as normal as he got nowadays, but it was something else entirely when he was pushed to the limits of his self-control. He had been pushed past that limit days ago, he was holding out on sheer force of will and what he could only assume was divine intervention. It was more like draconic interruption though, come to think of it. With that gone, there was nothing left to hold him back.

Mizore had but a second to realize these things before she was pressed against the tree harder than before, trapped in an inferno of lust and love screaming to break free. His kiss was fire and ice, setting her body aflame just as it sent shivers through her skin. She barely had time to moan as he dominated her mouth, coaxed things from her body even she didn't know she had. Melting was the farthest thing from her mind, right then the delicious heat he had burning through her was something she never wanted to end. He was meshed against her, passionately molding her soft curves to his body while he tried to take the very air from her lungs, and she relinquished it willingly, just so long as she could take his as well, and she tried her best to do that.

There was no will to fight left in her, she had wanted this for so long she couldn't remember why she had even bothered to hold back. Why had she bothered to hold back for so long? Wait, why wasn't she being interrupted? Wasn't this the time where things started getting out of hand and right to where she wanted? Wasn't this where they were so close to finding a bed that his silver-scaled menace found it fit to butt in? More important than that—which was highly surprising considering her position—why couldn't she shake the feeling that she was forgetting something?

A strange sound caught his attention and he ignored it, which turned out to be the wrong thing to do, for Tsukune was forced to stop when razor-sharp nails were set against his neck from behind. If holding back from his baser urges was hard, not turning whoever had hindered their progress—yet again—into a fine paste on the ground was even harder. Turning his senses inward, he didn't know what to be when he figured out he knew who was behind him.

"Starting the party without me? Here I thought snow women were known for their composure."

Said snow woman simply glared at her. I knew I forgot about something.

"Kurumu," Tsukune began softly as he kept his eyes focused on the tree trunk and willed his body to calm down. The hands that had been on Mizore's waist had been moved to the wood behind her, and they were quickly constricting, anything to get his mind off what had just happened, what he had just been stopped from doing. "I am not in the mood." That was punctuated rather aptly with the resounding crack of wood under his fingers.

The nails retracted, but she didn't stop hovering at his back. He was a good deal taller than her, so she couldn't threaten him convincingly unless she was at his height. Instead, now she slowly, ever so softly kissed his neck, and the shudders that created rocked through his entire body. "That won't do," she whispered heatedly as her tail wagged behind her. "We want you in the mood."

While his mind was sent on the tangent the 'we' in that remark produced, Mizore went back to her task of reminding him who he was still pressed against. A groan came from deep in the back of his throat when the blue-eyed beauty shifted into him, moving her pelvis more insistently into his, and doing a very good job of keeping his brain from any kind of higher functions. Kurumu's nimble fingers were trailing over chest, and then one of her hands snaked up his shirt to caress his bare flesh unhindered. Floating as she was, she had unrestricted access to her destined one, and Tsukune's blood boiled inside of him as he was flanked by the two attractive women.

"M-Mizore…Kurumu…"

The two in question felt a jolt of pleasure jump through them as their names were hissed from between clenched teeth, and the husky, tortured tone stoked the flames of passion higher in their repressed bodies.

"We should really—" Afraid the next word out of his mouth would be 'stop,' the ice maiden still pinned to the tree grabbed his face and yanked his mouth to hers. Whatever word it might have been was drowned in a gurgled moan as she fought her tongue through his lips and did things to his he once thought anatomically impossible. Where she learned how to do it he had absolutely no idea.

Kurumu smirked into her kisses as she made her way down his neck, fighting off her own arousal. Just listening to her soon-to-be lovers was more than enough to make her sex throb, and her nature was getting harder and harder to ignore. Her hand trailed down his chest, over the hard muscles of his abdomen and to his waistline, where she felt the proof of his own arousal growing by the minute. His strangled gasp when she squeezed almost made her whimper, and in the back of her mind she was reminded of her irritation that Moka had gotten him first. She was having trouble minding though, with the current circumstances taken into account.

The grope to his manhood shocked him into some sense of rationality before it was completely taken over by lust, and with a positively agonized groan he shook the succubus from his back as he shrugged loose Mizore's grip on him. "Really, we need to—"

"Please don't say stop," the water mistress pleaded as she leaned her head into his chest. "I've…we've…waited so long for this…please don't say st—" This time it was he who cut her off by forcefully plundering her mouth, and she moaned in gratitude of the welcome interruption before he pulled away.

"Just let me finish," he hissed. "I've wanted this for weeks. I haven't had a decent night's rest since you came out in that spandex outfit, and right now I'm seriously debating ripping off your skirt and taking you right against this tree." Her breath hitched, and so did Kurumu's. Their plan had worked better than they ever could have hoped, because Tsukune would probably faint from blood loss any other time such words were even said around him, let alone he being the one to say them personally. "Rei-chan's going to be living in Paradise for a while, so there's no chance of being stopped by her, but, as much as I want to, god do I ever want to, we're right in the middle of school grounds." He took a deep breath and ran a hand through his shaggy hair, trying desperately to regain some modicum of his rapidly failing composure. "So what I was saying was: we really need to take this somewhere else, because if we go any farther I'm really going to snap."

The way he said 'snap' made them both shiver, and it was all Kurumu could do not whine in entreaty, call him to her in an inescapable charm and have him ravish her until she couldn't walk. The tone of his voice suggested she wouldn't need to charm him for that to happen however, and she smiled devilishly as she retook her human form and grabbed her love-interests' hands.

"I've been working on something for just such an occasion. My room it is."

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Few words were capable of describing what was going through Tsukune Aono's mind as he and his equally frustrated loves made their way to Kurumu's room, but whatever happened along the way allowed the young man some minor cognitive abilities. It was too bad they made it to her dorm before those processes could be fully initialized again, because they were squashed in an instant under the snow woman's sudden assault once the door was closed. Their shoes were lost somewhere in the fray, and with that taken care of they were back at each other.

The succubus smirked when the two bodies of her would-be lovers assisted in shutting the door, and she locked it quickly before swiping the piece of chalk she had stored on the desk nearby and completing the charm array beside it. With a slight chant and a minor infusion of youki, the markings shimmered before she felt the effect take hold. Occupied as he was, Tsukune still felt the pulse of magic coat the room, and with great effort he managed to pull himself away from Mizore to voice his curiosity.

Naturally, the smirk merely widened on the blunette when the question was asked. She knew he was going to like the answer, and with a flick of her hand the blinds had been drawn. "It's a small barrier charm Ruby's been teaching me. This room is now completely soundproofed."

Those caramel orbs she loved looking into deepened to an almost molten gold, and before thought had too much time to rear its unwelcome head, he had pulled her to him and possessed her lips in a scorching kiss that had her knees shaking. She could practically taste the cold of her duet partner on his mouth, and the thought that there was another person in the room with them sent a shrill of excitement through her.

She had wanted him for so long, almost so long she couldn't remember a time where she hadn't. It seemed like a lifetime ago now that she had been an inexperienced little girl who thought love was begot from how many mindless drones she had catering to her every whim. It was a flawed plan, as she could now see, but in some unexplainable twist of fate it had still managed to serve its purpose. Had the jealousy not taken hold because of that plan's supposed failure, she would never have met the man who would become more than anything she could have ever hoped for in a mate.

There was no desire to fight the fire burning through her veins; no more would she have to crush that gluttonous urge that ran deep into her very ancestry with cold water or self-inflicted release. No, now she could finally be with the one she loved, with another she loved just as much. She was a succubus, she thrived on the physical expression of softer emotions. She longed to be touched, to feel his hands slide over her bare skin, to feel him within her as only he could. It was a very real actuality that some succubae chose their destined one from physical compatibility alone, and they enjoyed each and every trial to find that one. Her mother hadn't been kidding when she had said she was more innocent than any of them gave her credit for, and as a succubus not having experience in the realm of carnal pleasure by her age wasn't necessarily a good thing.

But as she felt his hands glide over her sides, touch her so gently it felt like her skin was going to snap over her muscles trying to feel more, she had never been so glad she had saved herself for the one she loved. She had never seen their height difference as a bad thing, in fact she loved the many possibilities that allowed. To feel the full extent of him wrapped possessively around her was something no word could accurately portray. The bulge of his arousal pressing into her only fanned the flames hotter, and she reveled in the shivers running through him as she and Mizore's hands explored his body zealously. Even when she had almost violated him in their first year, his body hadn't responded to her advances. Now it couldn't respond enough.

A husky groan rumbled through his chest as Kurumu's hot hands wandered up his shirt, just as their partner's conversely cold ones caressed the muscles of his back. Tsukune's body didn't know what input it should listen to, but combined it was driving him gloriously insane. Taking just one second from his exploration of his violet-eyed lover, he pulled the polo shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. Two sets of eyes noticeably darkened when his scarred, chiseled torso was bared to their inspection, but the illusionist was cut short when his hand slid to the back of her neck and suddenly she was kissing him again.

Though peeved Moka had taken his first, she wasn't about to deny the skill the encounter had left him with, and she was the one to bask in that wonderful ability as he coerced mewls and moans from her body with loving talent. Tremors shook her spine as his fingers threaded into her hair and massaged her scalp, and before she knew it her hair-band had been unclipped and her cerulean locks were left to flow down her head unchecked. It was a rare sight, one Tsukune wasn't about to squander. Pulling away from her, he smiled softly as she fidgeted under his gaze. Her hair was longer than it looked, and it flowed past her shoulders when free of constraint, framing her face with an amazing sapphire waterfall.

"Beautiful," he whispered reverently.

Even pushed far beyond what any man should have to endure, he still took his time, and she had to say, seeing Mizore embracing him lovingly from behind and looking at her with the same amount of admiration was no small boost to both her ego and her arousal. The snow woman must really have ice in her veins to be able to hold off as much as she had, and Kurumu's eyes expressed how thankful she was for that. Mizore simply smiled as she spied the look in her friend's eyes, and the smile spoke all too clearly that she knew she would get just as good as her when it was her turn.

"I'm wearing too much clothing, aren't I?" Kurumu murmured seductively, and slowly began to undo the buttons to her shirt. Before she was even two buttons down, tanned hands stopped her, and she looked up to Tsukune in confusion, only to tremble when she saw his expression.

"Please, allow me."

Her womanhood throbbed at his tone, and she could only nod wordlessly as she tried to wet her abruptly dry mouth. Their violet-haired companion, who had been content to examine her love-interest for the most part, gracefully stepped out from behind him, tenderly running her feminine fingers over his arm as she virtually flowed from one space to the next. Slipping behind her now, the succubus' skin tightened further as cold arms wrapped around her waist.

"M-Mizore…?"

The woman in question quietly placed a finger over her lips as she shook her head, and her eyes fluttered. "This is your turn. We're here for you; we're here for me; we're here for him. It can't have been easy to fight against your love and your nature for so long. Now we're going to fix that."

Tears stung her eyes, and there was nothing left to restrain their fall. She couldn't believe she had thought her partner hadn't noticed her plight, any more than the usual, and she nodded gratefully. Though Tsukune looked lovably clueless, he figured out what she meant fast enough, and his look softened. "I'm sorry I took so long."

"Don't be," she responded happily, caught between two of the people she loved. "The only things of any value are what you have to wait for."

She shuddered when her buttons resumed being unfastened, and not about to stay immobile, he began kissing down the flesh that was exposed. Warm lips set blazing trails over the bumps of her large breasts, and the amazingly erotic, cold yet hot counterparts of her blue-eyed lover did the same to her back, kissing the soft, perfect skin of the small body with soft worship. The shirt was eventually shrugged from her, and she shook when those same cold kisses were gently marked down her shoulder-blades. Her lacy bra was removed by her dexterous hands, and Kurumu felt more than saw Tsukune stiffen in his trek down her body.

He swallowed heavily when he saw the succubus as topless as he was, and his erection ached. The only words he could mutter were, "I can't believe this is happening…"

That just made Kurumu smirk through her haze of bliss, and with a quick movement of her fingers his pants were undone. "You'd better."

Snapped from his stare by the motion, he removed the article with gratitude, eager to alleviate the confines around his throbbing sex. His boxers were far more comfortable in that respect, though not nearly comfortable enough. He wasn't quite ready to remove them yet though; he still had someone else to attend to.

Lightning crackled her nerves when Tsukune's kisses returned to the flesh once covered, and she moaned appreciatively as her breasts were finally given the attention she wanted. Her body was caught between fire an ice, each one not counteracting the other, but instead building upon them, sending her body to greater peaks of pleasure than it ever had before. Her knees rattled as her paramour lavished her hard nipples with his tongue, and she nearly buckled when his teeth closed in over one, whimpering as Mizore started placing tender kisses down the bumps of her spine while easing her hands over her lover's sides. It was too much, too much for her to handle.

Each gentle caress made her instincts burn and her arousal higher, and when Tsukune got down on his knees to keep trailing down her body, her stomach muscles quivered. It was more intense than she could have ever imagined, and she had done a lot of that. For not being necessarily erogenous, each spot they touched made her moan, every stroke of caring consolation had the same effect as a knowingly exciting touch. She noted with some part of her mind that her skirt had just been discarded, and she whined when hot hands ran down her leg, charming it upwards so he could remove her sock. She chewed her lower lip between her teeth as he kissed his way back up, and soon the process had been repeated, leaving her in nothing but her very ruined panties.

The smell of her arousal was overwhelming to Tsukune's sensitive nose, and seeing how wet his beloved was because of them was highly erotic. His heart was thundering in his chest when in a characteristic act of meekness, he hesitantly removed the soaked undergarment. The scent assaulted him stronger than before when her moist womanhood was exposed, and he inhaled hungrily. The aroma appealed to the hormone-infused instincts within, and she gasped when his mouth trailed over her trimmed blue curls before he gave his first soft lick to her weeping petals.

Her legs collapsed from under her as the sensation ripped through her, igniting all of her nerves in tandem, demanding her whole body feel that and only that. Mizore caught her on the way down, soothingly moving the nude body to lie on the carpeted floor. Kurumu didn't even have the time to say anything because she was soon panting as her male lover delved back into her, and her eyes rolled back in her head when cold lips enclosed over the hard nub of her breast while an equally cold hand massaged its twin.

Cold, hot; warm, freezing; she had no concept of temperature anymore. All she knew was her whole body was alight, thrumming with sensation, and enjoying every magnificent second of it. Her fingers twined into her snow woman's hair in entreaty as her legs clasped around her vampire's head, trying desperately to encourage his journey over her slit. There was no rush, no insane break that had them ravishing each other like starved travelers at an oasis; no, it was only slow, beautiful love. It didn't surprise her that Tsukune's idea of snapping was making sure his partner was breathless in bliss, mindless to his own pleasure, instead of the other way around.

She shrieked and bucked her hips into him when his teeth pinched her clit, and she started begging for release, for the push she needed to fall from the peak she was just barely holding on to. Her cries pressed him further, just as they sent tingles over his skin. She had no idea how her moans affected him, and it was taking everything he had left to restrain himself. His boxers were painfully uncomfortable by now, but for the moment he only wanted to focus on her. He wanted to see her reach that fall from eternity, and moved his attention solely to the top of her sex, mercilessly attacking that oversensitive bundle of nerves as he gently inserted a finger into her wet womanhood. Kurumu moaned throatily at the welcome intrusion, urging him on both vocally and physically, and the pleas didn't fall on deaf ears. Moaning her approval while on the last legs of her sanity, when a second finger was added she finally lost it.

Her hands bunched tight in her lover's purple hair as her back arched from the ground, and her transformation happened instinctively when the blinding pressure that had been building for years burst ferociously. White light was all she could see as she trembled in place, her wings shivering violently under her. She wanted to moan, scream, something, but no air would pass through her vocal chords in the simultaneous tightening of every muscle she had. She had had orgasms before, but even the ones brought on by his bites paled in comparison to what was going through her now.

When she came down from her high her whole body relaxed, and she slumped into the carpet in a content sprawl as she gulped in air. "Oh wow…"

Seeing the nude succubus in full form, sweaty and panting on the ground, wings and tail twitching of their own volition, was a sight men the world over would have given an arm and a leg to see. That right however was reserved for a select number of people, and two of them were taking it in admiringly. Mizore chuckled when Tsukune crawled up Kurumu's prone body to kiss her, and watched violet eyes widen when she tasted herself on his lips.

Considering what she was, they shouldn't have been surprised when she licked those lips and chuckled sensuously. "Hmm, I taste pretty good actually. What a perverted vampire."

The snow woman reached forward and tugged his head to hers, sure to delve deep into his mouth in the heated tangle of tongues. With a similarly sensual smirk she licked her lips not unlike the charm mistress had just done. "Our perverted vampire, and don't ever change." It was after that she noticed how she was the center of their interest, and her cheeks colored despite herself.

"Speaking of 'change,' you have way too many clothes on," Kurumu pointed out hotly as a predatory grin stretched over her half-lidded expression. Mizore barely had the time to yelp before her sweatshirt had been discarded, but whatever sound she might have made was preemptively cut off by her blue-haired lover's lips.

Tsukune was left stunned as he watched his succubus disrobe his ice maiden over the course of a blistering kiss, and all moisture that had been in his mouth instantly disappeared. His painfully hard erection throbbed at the image, and he groaned quietly. That picture would haunt his dreams for years to come, he was sure.

They both looked over at the soft sound, and Kurumu's lustful grin came back when she spied the stiffly tented material of his boxers. "Something the matter, Tsukune?" she asked coyly as she ran a finger down the valley of Mizore's now bare breasts, and he groaned again when she visibly shivered at the touch.

"Would you think less of me if I said that is one of the hottest things I've ever seen in my life?" he responded huskily, and it was clear in his muscles how much effort it was taking to keep him from simply taking them right there.

Of course, she just smiled again. "I think we'd only think less of you if that wasn't one of the hottest things you've ever seen in your life." Beside her, Mizore's eyes twinkled in amusement.

At the end of her rope, the snow woman finally stood. Taking off her thigh-high socks to completely bare herself before them, she reached down and pulled Tsukune to his feet, claiming his mouth possessively as she pressed her naked chest against his. The feeling of his bare skin against hers after wanting it for so long made her tingle in excitement, and despite not being the one under his talented care, she was no less aroused than her duet partner. Said partner wasn't about to be left out, and she rose smoothly to her feet to slip behind her vampire. She loved the way his sculpted chest felt under her fingertips, and from the sound of things, Mizore loved the way hers felt under his.

There was no mistaking the fire in the icy woman's eyes as she stepped back, and for some reason he felt his face heat up regardless of what they had just done. Glancing down to where his underwear was stretched, straining towards her with an unmistakable stain at the front, she grinned cattily, and that look on her normally expressionless porcelain face made him feel like cornered prey.

"Now who's the one with too many clothes on?"

Her cold hands moved to the waistband of his boxers, and were soon joined by Kurumu's with the ultimate goal of removing them from his person, which was easily accomplished. She found herself looking straight at his very hard arousal, and far from intimidated, her eyes blazed with newly heightened lust.

"I knew I made the right choice," Kurumu muttered proudly as she knelt beside her nearly salivating loved one, and Tsukune's blush darkened under her scrutiny. "Come on, big boy, it's your turn now." She pushed him to her bed, and he was so shocked by the sudden turn of events he could only heed her direction. He sat down, only to be pushed to his back with the winged monster smirking over him. Unexpectedly she grabbed the startled blue-eyed woman and pulled her to her side, and if possible he became even harder.

They were a vision from the very essence of nocturnal fantasies; that was the only way to describe them. Mizore's skin was nearly translucent, gorgeously pale even as certain parts reddened with arousal. Her body could very well have been carved from ice. Muscle tone that made her far stronger than any human would expect was hidden perfectly under supple curves, accentuating the smooth definition of her immaculately formed bust and leading to her kind blue eyes. In the growing darkness of the room, the eerie lamps their host preferred in her room made her skin shine, and once again he could only gulp heavily.

Beside her stood the very personification of carnality, one of the original seducers, the succubus Kurumu Kurono. Sweaty and flushed from climax, she looked even more beautiful than she had before, standing unashamed of her nakedness in front of him. Her every feature was meant to drive both men and women alike insane with desire, and it was indeed working. Her small stature took away nothing from her appeal, if anything it merely pronounced everything she had that much more. There was no disproportion at all on her body, even her large breasts were balanced flawlessly by her shapely curves, and the addition of her demonic attributes only served to arouse him further.

A white and black duet, two opposites that gave something nothing else could to the other in combat. There was still something missing, a void they simply couldn't fill in each other's hearts, but that had been completed by the last piece of the puzzle, currently staring at them like a mortal who knew how unworthy he was to be in their presence. He would never truly know how wrong he was, but that was part of his charm.

Emboldened by the awestruck stare, Kurumu sauntered forward, swaying her hips purposefully all the while, and watched as his eyes fought a conflicted battle on where to look. A smile briefly crossed her features. She demanded attention, her entire being radiated an inescapable pull that commanded longing in its basest form. She was a succubus, and she had never been more in her element.

Not about to be ignored, Mizore padded the short distance to her love and leaned down to claim him once more. Their tongues fought for dominance in a way that had her toes curling in the carpet, and she moaned lowly into his mouth. Watching Kurumu thrash about in orgasm was close to torment with her so deprived of attention, but she planned on making that up right now. Guiding his hands to her breasts, she sighed breathily when he took the cue and started slowly massaging her chest. His large hands were capable of things she simply couldn't do on her own, and it felt positively wonderful, more so with his tongue still in her mouth. She could feel the heat pooling in her core, and for once she wanted that heat with every fiber of her existence.

A strangled gasp from Tsukune broke them apart, and he grit his teeth as he threw his head back into their host's pillow. "Oh dear god…" he cried lowly. The ice maiden didn't know why he had stopped so suddenly, but she got her answer when she glanced down and saw Kurumu nestled between his spread legs, softly licking his erect manhood with a smile dancing in her eyes as she gazed back up.

The unusual feeling that had shocked through his whole body made his toes numb, and when he looked down he nearly lost control right there. The succubus' warm tongue was sliding up his shaft expertly, somehow conveying the very real lack of experience that was drowned out in the skill of her base instincts.

"Kurumu…I can't…" He had been holding back for weeks, in which two of those happened to be ripe with sexual teasing and frustration that had since been bottled inside him. It felt like he was going to explode, but it felt so good.

His breath left him in a savage growl when her mouth enclosed over the head of his erection and slowly worked down, and Mizore resisted the almost overpowering urge to rub herself. An idea sparked behind her blue eyes, and she crawled over him, finally joining the other two on the bed. With her knees placed on either side of his head, she was left on all fours with her head right by her other lover's. A smile pulled at the lips of the mistress of illusions as she removed herself from her man, and Mizore smirked at her before leaning down and giving a long lick to the throbbing flesh in front of her.

Tsukune very nearly choked on his own saliva.

When nothing else was forthcoming, she wiggled her hips on top of him, and he got the hint fast enough. She cried out when he buried his nose in her center, and from his position every stroke of his tongue started at her aching clitoris. The overwhelming stimulation had her panting unashamedly, but she wasn't about to break her word. Sparks flew in front of her eyes while she trailed up his girth, and when she swirled her tongue around the tip his resulting moan rocked right into her womanhood. Her breath was knocked out of her as she slumped forward, engulfing inches of him into her mouth and earning another gravelly moan that rumbled through her very bones.

It felt good, so, so, good. She had never thought anything could feel like it, and she assaulted his sex with vigor, eager to be rewarded with pleasure of her own. She wasn't disappointed. Every moan she earned from him made his ministrations on her all the more amazing, and he had quickly come to the same conclusion. Kurumu licked the base tenderly, stoking what Mizore couldn't reach and fondling the sensitive skin held there, knowingly helping her along as she rubbed herself to ease the tension inside her. They alternated spontaneously, never giving him any warning to what they were about to do, and he all but writhed under their cooperation.

His mind had shut down, now focused solely on the incredible feelings coming from his groin. How he had even held off so long was a question for another time, but the differentiating temperatures assaulting his pleasure centers were indescribable. His body was tightening, getting ready for what it wanted so urgently, and he knew there was no holding back.

"K-Kurumu…M-Mizore…I'm…"

Said succubus took him into her mouth immediately, and with a final hiss he exploded into her. Orgasmic relief soaked every nerve, finally ridding him of the inexhaustible tension that had plagued his body for the past few agonizing weeks. Only dimly aware of what was going on, her continued motions kept his body burning. Even as that tension was drained from his body, a new fire replaced it, one that wasn't about to leave them unsatisfied. The rosary around his neck may restrain his youki, but it didn't restrain his vampiric regeneration, or his libido for that matter.

She hummed happily as she finally tasted her destined one, and swallowed what he gave her as quickly as she could before she was overwhelmed. She suspected it had to do with her origin as a succubus, but he tasted just right to her. Removing herself from his still hard erection as he was left panting hot air onto the snow woman's throbbing flower, she saw her female lover was getting close too. The lust-ridden ice maiden grabbed her head fiercely and pulled her to her lips, having been deprived the flavor herself. Kurumu had never known her to be so forceful, but she certainly wasn't complaining as what was left was taken from her.

"Tastes like Tsukune," she murmured provocatively when she pulled away, and gasped when his tongue unexpectedly entered her, diving deep into her core. He knew she hadn't climaxed yet, and he felt bad for breaking before her. He was going to make that up to her, and as she screamed her approval louder, he knew he was doing a good job.

Seeing the two go back at it, Kurumu couldn't take any more. Her womanhood ached for him; she had waited long enough. Positioning herself above his hips, she saw the realization dawn briefly in her partner's eyes. She only nodded.

"Time for the real deal, Tsukune. Get ready."

She was plenty wet enough for him even with his size, but she still gasped as he pushed past her virginal folds. Tsukune groaned deeply at the new sensation, and when he pressed against her innocence she smiled contentedly. They were finally going to make love. The pain was there when she broke through it without hesitation, but she sat shivering in place, reveling in the fullness within her while her tail and wings convulsed uncontrollably. The pain was something she knew she would have to go through, it was something she was willing to experience for them to be like this.

After years of waiting, she was his at last.

The smell of blood hit his nose at the same time the awareness of her wrapping around him hit his mind, and before he could do anything to stop himself he had dug his fangs into Mizore's inner thigh, instinctively seeking out the artery he knew was there.

Her scream could have been heard from the men's dorm had they not soundproofed the room. The sheer unexpectedness of his bite was enough, but since she had been so close to release already, the sudden infusion of pleasure was more than she could take. Her climax tore through her far stronger than it would have otherwise, almost blinding her in its intensity as she bucked in place. If there was such a place as Cloud Nine she had passed it long ago, and she swore she saw the pearly gates before she fell back into her body and slumped over, wordlessly sliding off her lover, the bed, then to the carpet below in a heap.

Tsukune wanted to see if she was alright, but the second he sat up after wiping his mouth he was pleasurably reminded of who was still sitting on his lap, and that only resulted in a harsh moan from both of them before he fell to his back again.

They needn't have worried, for soon the croaked words of, "I think I just found religion…" carried up from the floor.

Kurumu grinned as she braced her hands on her lover's strong chest. The earlier movement had made her see sparks, and she wasn't about to go slow anymore. "I think she'll be fine. Now, where were we?"

She could have sworn she saw his eyes flash to the red of his true nature. With a growl that wasn't possible with human vocal chords he pulled her down to kiss her, and she moaned contently as she started rocking her hips into him. Nerves never before used sparked to life as he rubbed her deeper than anything ever had, and her fingers latched onto his shoulders for support, allowing her to rub harder than before. Her nails left crescents in his skin, but he couldn't be bothered to care as he strove to push into her harder, hastening her along with his hands securely on her waist.

He filled her so completely, hit something deep within her every time his hips met hers. To feel him beneath her fingers, to feel his digging into her hips and spurn her on with his own strength as well as her own made her lightheaded. Her instincts were singing inside her, rejoicing in the union between destined mates just as her body was. He was so vibrant, from their connection it felt like she could feel everything that he was, an endless, ever-growing ocean of power barely chained by a holy artifact. She didn't know if it was an insight brought on by the moment, or part of her abilities as a succubus, but if it was indeed real Tsukune was more powerful than any of them, save possibly Moka, had any inkling of.

Her thoughts were blasted from her mind when he leaned up, pressed her flush against him with his hand at the small of her back, and she shuddered when he started kissing her pointed ears. The strange sensation went right to her center and had her biting her lip, and the change in position, while severely restricting movement, resulted in each jolt harshly grinding her hard clit into his body. Her moans turned into high-pitched croons each time he rocked her into him, and when one of his hands reached up to start rubbing the joint of her back and her wings, she arched into him wantonly. She had never known that particular area was so sensitive, and to her delighted chagrin he attacked it with gentle caresses that had her jerking wildly on top of him.

As her sanity floated away on the waves of bliss, she felt more in touch with her powers than ever before, her heritage as a queen of the night. The magic of charms, illusions…the supernatural energy bred into her very genes thrummed, more alive that she had ever felt it. She felt…complete. Tsukune made her feel complete. She had no way of knowing she was crying until she felt his lips delicately press against her cheeks, and she could only smile before she claimed those lips as her own again.

The bed shifted as new weight was added, and Kurumu cooed as a cold mouth was set against the leathery flesh of her wings. Her steaming body loved the kisses of frost on it, and her breath caught when icy fingers ran carefully up her breasts. There was a distinct change this time, the cold was more prominent than normal, and as spiked ends hardened the peaks of her breasts, she knew the snow woman had taken her true form. She began tracing invisible designs over the succubus' abdomen, lines of cold on an otherwise burning body, and Kurumu sagged backwards under the treatment.

Now with Mizore supporting her upper body and Tsukune carrying her lower, she felt like she was floating on a cloud of sensitivity. One held her lovingly as she swam somewhere between dream and reality, and the other helped her along as they made slow, sweet love. When one of the ice maiden's long, slippery fingers teased her unused opening, her desperate motions increased, unsure whether she was trying to get away or get further stimulation from the raw nerves. The decision was made for her, and her eyes widened when she felt the odd intrusion. The combined result of the finger's chilling effect and the ignition of the previously unexploited nerve-endings in general had her pleading for more, and her lovers obliged her.

It was too much, even for her. Conflicting signals riddled her body; cold and hot, fire and ice. She was suspended between two powerful, beautiful creatures whose only goal was her pleasure. Ultimately, even sound escaped her grasp as she trembled between them, and thus could give no warning when the winding coil met its final end. Shaking in their grip with a lengthy moan, the succubus had her second orgasm of the night. If she thought the first one was intense, there was no compare to its later companion.

Tsukune gasped when her already tight sex constricted around him, quivering spasmodically in unknowable sequence that pushed him to the last of his weakening control. The eventual conclusion of their slow, careful love that relied more on absolute, immersed reactivity than the pure carnality of a brutal rush for completion spawned an explosion far greater than the last, and unwittingly he bit into the crook of her neck to muffle his cry of release.

The oversensitive succubus cried out weakly as the waves of pleasure she had been riding jumped twofold, and all she was left to do was enjoy the trip. Everything felt heightened, even feeling his climax within her made her moan, and her powers flared just as spastically as her muscles. Finally, sweet darkness took her, and she smiled as what rationale had returned to her realized what was happening.

Mizore chuckled lustfully as the body leaning against her went slack, and when Tsukune looked at her with concern in his eyes she only smirked demurely. "She fainted."

He smiled warmly, soft pride in his gaze, as he cautiously took control of her whole weight and gently laid her fully on her bed. The snow heiress had moved so he could do that, and soon he had left as well. Kurumu's peaceful breathing was the only noise in the room as a snow woman found herself in the arms of her love, and she relaxed into his hold as she transformed back, comfortable in the nude embrace. She was so aroused it would have been embarrassing in any other situation, but feeling his own arousal stir against her as their naked flesh pressed into each other, she knew he was far from done.

A quick intake of breath was the only indication Tsukune gave of feeling her chilly hand wrap around his erection, but the desire in their eyes was instantly recognizable. "You were hoping something like this would happen, weren't you?" he asked through a smile as he pecked her lips delightedly, and she smirked again when he lifted her up and allowed her to wrap her legs around his waist, so close and yet so far from what she wanted.

"Why do you think I let her go first?"

Soft giggles and throaty laughter echoed softly in the room as they kissed, short and playful eventually giving way to long and hungry. Her wetness rubbed slickly against his manhood with every move he made, and she squealed airily when she was placed on the desk Kurumu must have used for studying, which explained why it was empty. Mizore moaned huskily when he started laving kisses down her neck, and despite her nature she shivered.

"Oh God, Tsukune, please…no more…" she pleaded, "I need you…I can't wait any longer!"

He wanted to, he wanted to very much, but his mind chose that moment to be of use. "Shouldn't we use protection? I know Moka and Kurumu talk about it with Ruby when they think I can't hear, but you…"

Her smirk returned as she leaned over to his ear. "The other thing Ruby's been showing Kurumu how to make is a fast-acting youkai contraceptive. We're both safe for today."

He sighed in relief before kissing her powerfully. As he pulled away he simply looked at her, affectionately running his fingers through her choppy hair. "I love you, Mizore. I want to give you kids, and I will, but can you wait until after we're done school?"

Tears glistened in her eyes as she nodded brightly. "I think I can do that. I need you now though. Right now." Releasing him from her grip, she braced her hands on the edge of the desk and spread her legs, baring herself to him utterly.

Tsukune's expression darkened with lust, and he took hold of her legs so her knees were resting over his elbows as he aligned himself with her moist entrance. He hissed as she started tightening around his hypersensitive flesh, and quickly hit her maidenhead. With one last look into her eyes, she only nodded lovingly, and then he was in her, encompassed completely in her formerly virginal sheath. The tears that sprung to her eyes weren't all of joy, but he would never forget the look in her clear blue irises. Though she was clearly in pain, she was happy. He had thought of biting her to ease her pain, but since he had accidentally done that once already he wasn't about to do it again so soon. Leaning the short distance towards him, she was the one to dominate his mouth as he gave her time to get used to his size.

His willpower was once again being put to the test to let her do so, because he desperately wanted to move. She was wrapped around him so tightly he was having trouble breathing, and her unique temperature added something he just couldn't describe. Even then it didn't bother him, at least not in the uncomfortable sense, but it was unbearable in a whole different way. That control snapped when her cold breath hit his ear again, and in a decidedly hot nature whispered, "I'm fine, Tsukune. I need you, hard and fast. I want it so badly it hurts, I've waited long enough."

He didn't need to be told twice.

Withdrawing until only the tip was in, he plunged back forcefully, and Mizore's slim eyes went wide as the breath was shot from her lungs. Her naturally cold blood was replaced with liquid fire as her body was set ablaze under his assault, igniting nerve after glorious nerve that hummed with pleasure as he heeded her request. His powerful thrusts shook the desk she was on, but she could only moan and beg for more as his girth stretched her so magnificently each time.

Emptiness and completion, fire through ice, contradictions and opposites coming at her from every angle intensified the numbing euphoria that shocked her every time they connected and every time he pulled out. The pain was a forgotten memory as he stabbed her innermost depths with growing force, and she tried as hard as she could to push herself into him in tune to his pace. Her arms protested when she lifted her weight from the desk, but the sudden lack of friction gave him control over both his and her movements. With her legs still securely in his hold, they could both thrust into each other with as much force as their bodies allowed. With them both being high-class monsters, that was no small amount, even with him sealed.

Constantly demanding more, Tsukune wasn't about to deny her. He felt incredible, the pleasure running through his body made even breathing difficult. Her physical prowess was displayed doubtlessly as she spurned to meet him, effortlessly keeping herself up while the hard muscles of her stomach defined themselves with each roll of her hips. Her mouth gaped wide when her hands slipped and she fell into him with the force of her whole weight behind her, but it wasn't the fall that had her gasping for air. He had caught her easily, moving quickly to slip her upper body against his, and unintentionally pushing them into the deepest penetration they had ever achieved.

Her orgasm was upon her unexpectedly, and all she could do was hum joyfully as her transformed hands clawed at his back without her knowledge. For that short eternity she really was in paradise, and when her high eventually ended, she knew that the same thing hadn't happened to Tsukune. She almost protested when he started moving again, grinding deep into her over-sensitized womanhood still tingling from climax, but it felt too good to care.

It was only thanks to their earlier activities that he didn't lose it the second she started convulsing around him, and the hands scratching at the skin of his back nearly pushed him over that edge. For as sharp as they looked, they were only leaving minor marks that were gone in seconds under his regenerative capabilities, but the cold sent a delicious thrill through him. From the center of the well of indomitable might being constantly inhibited by his divine rosary, something rose to greet that power.

Mizore screamed in delight as he thrust deeper and let gravity do the rest, and yowled louder when the hands holding her started getting…colder. While normally she could tolerate his usual temperature, this felt like her own, and more importantly it felt spectacular. Moving a leg from his hold to stand on her own, her other leg stayed captive as he pushed in at the new angle, far harder than he was able to when he was supporting her whole weight. Their free hands sought each other out for stability, and through the haze her mind was under she noticed his entire hand, right up to his forearm, was made of ice. Fingers once blunt were sharpened to points in blue crystal, and the only difference between hers and his was that his had retained their natural size.

If Tsukune noticed this he didn't care, and as he hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her she didn't any longer either. A water affinity was indeed growing, and she had called it out of him. With their bodies meeting in abandon, recklessly driving towards that beautiful crescendo they desired wholeheartedly, they couldn't be bothered with anything else. In time she couldn't even stand any longer, and instead of keeping her upright, Tsukune went with her. As she collapsed to her hands and knees, he stayed behind her, and her moans renewed with the different position. Her arms had no strength left to hold herself up, so she clasped to one of the cushions on the floor and made sure he knew how much she appreciated his efforts.

He pushed into her almost brutally, but she just egged him on harder. She could feel the peak approaching, and she knew intuitively that he was close as well. His assailment was getting erratic, escalating in strength each time, until at long last she felt his warmth fire into her with a heady groan from her lover. That was all she needed to be set off again.

Primal satisfaction sang in their bodies as they came together, took that final leap into the abyss with joined hands. The rush wasn't something that could be duplicated, it was simply theirs. Thought lost cohesion and words became mere sounds, but if there was one thing they did understand it was the significance of the moment. Far from alone, nowhere near unloved, they were part of a family.

The young vampire buckled onto his lover, both panting for breath as he lay atop her back. When she motioned to move he forced himself up, and she rolled over before pulling him down to her again. They lay together, smiling as their chests heaved and they basked in the afterglow. Softly she met his lips, wordlessly conveying her contentment, and his smile was just as soft as he wiped her wet hair away from her forehead. The ice that had been there minutes earlier was gone, but she paid it no mind. She craved his touch too much to care about that.

"I love you," said his hushed whisper, and she kissed him once more.

"I love you too." Her smile turned impious, and he gulped before she pushed him up and he fell to a seat on the floor. That grin still in place, she crawled up him to press herself against his rapidly hardening arousal. "You up for another round?" His erection throbbed against her, and the smirk widened. "Don't worry, I'll do the work this time."

Pressing him into her, she relished the feeling of him stretching her walls of her own will. She had waited too long for this, she was going to take every second with him she could get, and she was determined to do so.

Something prodded at the hole left unfilled, and she moved her head just in time to see Kurumu smirking at her before her tail slipped inside her. She moaned lowly as she stiffened in place, and the busty succubus chuckled sensuously.

"Payback time."

The night was young, and they had years of tension to unwind.

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'Til next time!

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