5: Muzan
The next couple of days seemed to go by in a blur. I found that I couldn't easily stay away from her addictive moans and the way she melted under my touch so I decided to indulge myself in her completely for a while longer and take a real break. I could go back at any time and I could reach any of my upper moons with no issue.
It's not like anything was getting done anyway. Perhaps if I submerged myself fully into enjoying her I might be able to walk away long enough to make progress on some of my experiments. She brought me to life in a way no one else ever had.
I had brought her to orgasm after orgasm and still it was not enough to satisfy me. It was not enough to sate my curiosity or my need for her and I hated that feeling. I hated being so needy and clingy to her like some kind of obsessed human.
I only planned to be gone for a few days, but I decided that even if it took me months I would find a way to exhaust my increasing fascination of her. I would quench this terrible thirst of mine. I had to, I couldn't afford to keep doting on her endlessly. If I stuck to my plan and gave her just a little bit more of me then maybe, just maybe it would take some of the edge off.
I decided to take her on a vacation. Somewhere dark where we wouldn't be disturbed easily. I wanted to be completely alone with her so I took her to a mountainside cabin that I rarely used. The mountains were cold and dark this time of the year, but it was perfect for me to be able to walk around freely.
I didn't want to make it too obvious that I could teleport after the first time, so we took normal transportation as if we were an ordinary couple. She seemed to delight in the train ride and I couldn't help but be amused by it.
"Do you enjoy being on the train little wife?"
She nodded, "Yes master. It's very fun. I've never been on a train. In fact before I met you I had never left that house."
I shushed her, "We do not speak of your past, my little wife. The tragedies that you endured should not have to be relived. You are with me now, and you are safe."
Her eyes watered a little and she bowed her head to me. I offered her my hand and she took it gratefully, holding onto it while looking out the window. I wondered what she saw from her perspective.
While we traveled I could tell she was growing desperate for my touch. When we walked she was practically glued to my side and kept squeezing her breasts against my arm. I couldn't deny that I loved seeing her so desperate and wanton that I almost gave in on several occasions. She was such a little tease, her blind eyes looking at nothing but me and her lovely body always ready to receive.
The sight brought me such life. My blood was pumping hard through my veins and making me want to throw her against the wall and do terrible things to her. I wanted to take her and make her forget about every single man she had ever allowed to fuck her. She was mine.
Instead of giving in to that horribly human need, I instead settled for pressing my lips to her temples and held my resolve. I had a surprise that I was sure she would love, but it would have to wait until we arrived.
After nearly two days of travel we finally reached our destination. In her excitement she rushed into the house and ran into the walls a couple of times until I had to stop her. I didn't know why she was so excited, it was just a small cottage.
When I had to stop her from running off yet again I wrapped my arm around her waist and held her tightly, "You are quite lively tonight little wife."
She nodded, "My apologies master. I can feel the mountain and it fills me with such renewed energy. I'm so happy you brought me here. Thank you."
At her words I had the desperate urge to kiss her, but I had to remind myself that she could not be a weakness like that. I could not let her in.
Instead I had to settle for the next best thing I could do with her lips.
After our luggage was in and she was finally calming down, I brought her to the bedroom. The bed was low enough to the point where it was the same height as a chair which made it perfect for what I was going to have her do.
I instructed her to get on all fours and crawl to me. She seemed confused but when she was seated before me I led her hand to the buttons on my pants and brushed my lips against her temple in that almost-kiss way we've grown accustomed to. I pushed her kimono off her shoulders just enough so that I could see her pretty breasts as they heaved in excitement.
"Little wife, I think you deserve a reward after being so good to me." I watched as her whole body lit up. From head to toe she was a pale pink mess and I reveled in the sight. I pinched her hardening nipple and she gasped.
"Thank you master." Her voice was soft and I knew she was genuinely thrilled. The little smile that played on her lips was mischievous and I knew she was going to try and play with it, but I was not a patient one when it came to acts like this.
When she took it out it was a strange sight to see my erection in the hands of another. Before her I'd rarely had the need to take it out, yet I found it endearing seeing the size of it compared to her face. Around her it seemed there was always something going on with it. I was almost always hard but this was the first time I was allowing her to do anything about it.
I wasn't exactly nervous, but I was quite apprehensive to take this to the next step. I never let anyone near me like this, especially humans, but if I didn't sate at least some of my fire then I might do something I would later regret.
Something like turning her just so I could keep her.
These past few days I had thought a lot about asking her to turn, but I didn't want to do that to her. I didn't want to force her into a cold life forever in the moonlight. I'd caught her in the sun a few times back at the main house. She never fully opened the blinds, but when there was full sunlight she would tilt her face up to bask in it's warmth and I envied her greatly.
Her skin practically glowed in the soft rays of the sun. She was a creature of light and I could watch her for hours just enjoying the warmth. As a former courtesan she probably didn't get to be in the sun much normally. It pleased me to see her enjoying the simple things.
As she settled in her tongue darted out to tease the tip, drawing me back to the moment.
I ran my fingers through her hair and grabbed a handful to keep it out of her face. She gently engulfed me and I couldn't stop the small groan that escaped my mouth. She hummed around my cock and I had to shut my eyes at the feeling.
I knew she had experience but even if she didn't her warmth, her wetness, it was enough. When I regained enough control I watched as she began to bob her head up and down to her own rhythm.
She felt magnificent on me. Her velvety mouth was beyond talented and I could've stayed inside it forever. I was not accustomed to receiving physical pleasure, but if it was with her I could get used to this.
Her tongue darted up my shaft and around the head. She worked with such sweet gentleness that the thought of her caring for it warmed me to my core. I didn't even need to make her go faster as she must have noticed me growing impatient and began bobbing her head at a quicker pace.
I kept brushing my fingers through her hair. I would never admit it out loud but I very much enjoyed the feel of her soft chestnut locks against my skin. It was so smooth and silky, and because of the length I could easily wrap it around my hand in it and direct her head wherever I wished.
I watched her intensely and she looked right back up at me as if she were staring right into my eyes. The sight of her happily sucking my cock as if it were the greatest thing in the world had me completely unnerved.
When I was about to finish I gave her no warning. With my hand still in her hair I held her head down as she started to reel back. I wasn't about to have her waste my gift so easily. I hadn't been so thoroughly taken care of in so long that I had nearly forgotten what it felt like, but before her there had never been another person I wanted to have touch me.
With her everything was just so perfect, it was so effortless and natural.
When I was spent I pulled out of her. She took in deep, gasping breaths and I hadn't realized I had been choking her so badly. Still the sight of her flushed and out of breath while some of my essence dribbled out of her mouth was more than I could've ever hoped for.
I knelt down before her and wiped the escaping droplets back into her mouth, "Be sure not to spill any of this precious gift my little wife."
"Yes master."
She smiled at me weakly and her body was shaking from the lack of oxygen. I helped her to her feet and laid her onto my bed. I decided that for once I wanted to lie next to her, so I did so after removing her kimono fully.
I enjoyed the decadent view of her body spread out on my covers. Her skin was covered in a fine layer of sweat and when I touched her stomach she arched into my hands.
"You are the perfect little wife," I commented while brushing my thumb over her nipples. Her body warmed at my touch and she turned her head away.
"I appreciate the compliments master. You have been nothing but kind to me."
Somehow I highly doubted that, but I accepted them nonetheless. After all, who was I to deny such honeyed words of appraisal? I replaced my thumb with my mouth and her soft skin tasted delightfully salty.
She writhed under my mouth and her pants grew louder and more heated. I was amused by how little it took to get her to this level. She acted like she was going to die if I didn't finish her off and that was exactly how I wanted her.
Her breath hitched as I swirled my tongue over her belly button before making my way downwards and nibbling at her thigh.
"M-master?" she called out in a soft, unsure voice. Everything about her drove me wild. Her voice, her skin, her scent, everything about her had me in such a hold. I cursed myself for every second of feeling like this but I was finding that I could no longer live my life normally without her.
I sucked on her skin gently, leaving little hickeys in the wake of my mouth and I took a moment to admire her pretty little glistening cunt staring back at me. I watched it throb for me and I took in the scent of her arousal.
She sucked in a breath as I played with her. My fingers slid through her so easily and her legs were wide open, offering little resistance. It had been a long time since I had given anyone this kind of attention. Even longer since I had wanted to.
When I had first turned and couldn't ignore my anger and loneliness or base desires I would take a different lover almost every night just to fill the emptiness inside me. It took far longer than I would've cared to admit for me to realize that none of it helped.
I didn't care for any of those sad pathetic women. Not like how I felt about my Aoi. I didn't understand it, but I didn't care. I would keep her locked away forever if It meant she would remain safely by my side.
I would not let her slip through my fingers, I would show her that I was the only one she ever needed from now until forever. Even if she discovered my true nature I would chain her up so she couldn't harm herself. I would not let her time with me end like all the others. She was better than any of them.
As my nips grew closer to her cunt her breath got higher and her back arched more. I may have been out of practice but it didn't seem to matter because the moment my tongue touched her clit she was moaning and screaming and clawing her fingers through my hair.
Tasting her satisfied a long dead craving that I thought I'd never feel again. I growled into her and lifted her legs up until they were over my shoulders. The sensation made me want to bite down harder, to consume her but not in a friendly way. I would have to be sure to eat beforehand next time so I wouldn't accidentally harm her.
"Oh my.. master I'm going to –"
Before she could finish her back arched in a way that almost seemed painful. A gush of liquid splashed my face and it only made me grow more excited. I drank her up greedily and her body trembled.
Even as she finished I didn't stop. I didn't care if her body was spent I was going to go until I got my fill, and we were just getting started.
I must have made her finish about a dozen times before I felt my own frenzy begin to die down. I was back to being painfully hard but I didn't think my wife had the strength left to do anything about it. I thought about using her mouth while she laid limp, but I found that the idea took the fun out of it. I'd rather have her jumping to suck it in excitement. The thrill in her eye, the smile on her mouth, all of it made the experience so much better.
Within seconds Aoi was fast asleep. I chuckled at the sight of her legs shining with layer after layer of her releases. I took a few moments to simply look at her. For the first time I think in, well ever, I felt the tiniest bit lucky.
There was a cloth in the bathroom and washed her up before joining her in the bed. She stirred and I felt her curl into me once I was settled. I had never laid with any of my wives like this and I was disturbed to find that I liked the feel of her in my arms.
My fingers found an indent of one of her many scars and I traced over it again and again. I could only imagine the things she must have gone through growing up and I almost wanted to turn her just so I could read her memories.
Instead I leaned back so I could watch her sleep. It was so odd watching someone sleep, the way her eyes flicked beneath her eyelids and the gentle rise and fall of her sweat covered chest. Her full lips were slightly parted and I could just barely see the edges of her flat teeth.
I hadn't slept in a very long time. I had always thought sleeping was a waste of time, but perhaps I should give it a try again. Just give myself a few hours to relax and switch off mind while breathing in my wife's scent. The thought didn't upset me as much as I thought it would.
While I stroked her hair I was thinking about joining her in sleep when her eyes fluttered open.
"Oh!" she started to sit up, "I'm sorry master I must have passed out. I-I'll leave now I'm sorry."
I grabbed her waist and pulled her back down into me, pressing my mouth against her forehead. She looked around, clearly flustered, but I just held her tighter.
"You will stay here tonight, and from now on." Maybe I needed her by my side even at night. I watched as her eyes welled with happy tears and she placed her hands on either side of my face. She placed her head against mine and we simply breathed each other in.
"Master?"
"Yes, my wife?"
"I..." her voice drifted off. She nibbled on her bottom lip and her eyebrows furrowed some. She was nervous but I didn't know why. I felt her hand flatten against my chest as a gently pink glow spread across her features.
"Did you have something to say or not?" I asked, growing impatient.
She hid her face for a moment but seemed to find her courage, "Yes master. Sorry. I just don't know how to say it. I… I l –"
As soon as the letter left her mouth I had a feeling I knew she was about to say. A sense of panic that I hadn't felt since fighting the warrior with the hanafuda earrings washed over me. I stopped her by placing my fingers against her mouth. I could not let her say those words. It would be over for me if I heard them come out of her mouth.
A look of confusion washed over her face but I silently willed for her to understand that I could not hear those words come out of her mouth. Even she did say them, they couldn't possibly be true. No one could love a demon.
Instead of letting her finish I pulled her in until her head was resting onto my chest and simply whispered into her ear, "I know," and holding her until she fell asleep.