-IMPORTANT-
Chapters with (L) in the title will have LEMONS and/or LIMES. That means content more mature than usual will appear. Proceed with caution.
I won't point out where the CITRUS scenes are, but just know that there will be at least one in this chapter.
You can also use this to find lemons quickly if you're in the mood to read them.
Chapter 2 - Sibling Closeness (L)
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Sleep doesn't come easy to one Illyasviel von Einzbern, her racing mind and heart still unable to rest after the events of today.
'I can't believe it! I can't believe it! I can't believe it!' She keeps shouting in her mind over and over again as she lays on her bed, face still a bright red. 'How did watching anime together end up with me confessing to Onii-chan?!'
It was a deep secret of hers for a few months now. She's always looked up to Shirou-onii-chan ever since they first met almost ten years ago. He's always been so sweet to her and looked out for her, helped her when she was down or in trouble- even when it was hard for him to do so. How could she not end up liking him?
Of course, she doesn't exactly know other boys, but she doesn't feel the need to meet any, her feelings for her beloved Onii-chan are just too strong.
'And what kinda outcome is this? Onii-chan has had a crush on me as well?' Illya screams mentally. 'I don't know whether to be super happy or angry that we never noticed each other's feelings!' As she pouts, a tad upset that they could've been dating by now if she was more courageous, her mouth shifts into a happy smile. She's never had a boyfriend before, nor has Shirou had a girlfriend before- that means they're each other's firsts!
'And I still can't believe Onii-chan went and kissed me!' Her heartrate speeds up just from thinking about them sharing each other's first kiss. 'Since when was he bold like that?!'
Her Onii-chan wasn't the most outspoken person, always preferring to keep to himself in school and outside of the house. He always seems to become 'himself' whenever he's at home, no longer being calm and quiet like he is in public, but instead being happy and sometimes loud. Though he HAS been a bit more reserved lately... Though, in hindsight, that was for the same reason she was kinda avoiding him: He had feelings for her. It's something her mind is struggling to comprehend- they had feelings for each other.
It feels like fate or something.
Soon, the young girl's exhaustion manages to win over against her racing heart and mind, causing her to slowly but assuredly fall asleep.
Around six months later...
Confessing to Illya was the best thing I've done in this life as Shirou Emiya. Without a doubt.
Illya and I were close before, but as a couple we've become even closer and it's made the both of us happier than ever. Like I said, we were always close, but confessing stopped that pesky nervousness of ours that was causing us to avoid one another. Now that we've become a couple, not only has that trepidation disappeared, but what's appeared in its place has caused us to become closer than we ever thought possible.
What replaced it? Love.
Not the familial love we had for each other before, but romantic love.
And it shows. Illya used to sleep in my bed quite a bit, whether or not she had a nightmare or something. She all but stopped a little over a year ago, but she's been sleeping in my room a lot lately. This means I get to cuddle Illya. All is right in the world.
Sella and Liz have commented on our sudden closeness, but we just shrug it off. Mom and Dad came back a bit after we got together, the latter of which not even noticing that we've gotten closer. It's either due to him not noticing the awkwardness around us before, or it's because he's been gone so much. As for Mom, she was just happy as ever, still teasing (read: threatening) me about giving her grandkids.
Oh, I'll give ya grandkids alright. Just not from the girl you expect. Though that's a long way away into the future. Honestly, I shouldn't even be thinking about that, I'm too young to entertain that idea- no idea why Irisviel thinks the opposite.
Thankfully, none of them suspect us.
...Or they already know and just aren't saying anything. Magi keep secrets all the time after all.
Illya and I went on a date the day after we confessed to each other, the poor girl was fidgeting and all- not that I was any less nervous than her. My romantic experience is literally null and void.
Matter of fact, Illya was my first kiss. Ever. Not just as Shirou Emiya. It might've been a quick kiss, but we ended up sharing many more. Illya, as I soon found out, was super shy about wanting to kiss me, but she absolutely loved doing it. It usually ended up devolving from a simple kiss to the two of us making out, being short of breath by the end. She would go from super shy before the kiss, to having all that shyness disappear and be replaced by passion, before the shyness takes back over after the kiss is over. It was an amusing order of operations, to say the least- something I always teased Illya about. I can see why Mom always teases me.
Soon after, we became more... physical than before. Not just with the kissing and sleeping together, but also sitting closer to one another, holding hands on occasion, and other such things. More than once have I tried- and failed- to hold myself back from getting hard while Illya was sat on my lap. The first time it happened, Illya had stiffened and looked at me with a confused and embarrassed face.
My response was to shrug and tell her to take it as a compliment. She pouted so cutely after I said that.
She soon became less worried about it, then indifferent, then she began to- likely unconsciously- grind against it. I wasn't expecting that.
I also found that she loved my playing with her hair. Her hair is long and beautiful, and after patting her head every now and again for so long, I decided to run my hands through it. That day I decided to start using her shampoo, seeing as how unnaturally soft it was. Silky would be too weak of a descriptor to accurately articulate how soft it is, and she loved me messing with it. I soon found myself being her tool to try out new hairstyles. Illya had stuck with having her hair down for about eight years now after she grew tired of the twintails she used to have. She still goes for different styles every now and again, but those times were few and far between. However, with me being the one doing all the work, running my fingers through her hair, she became fond of trying new styles.
To keep it short, Illya became a lot more physically affectionate than ever after we began dating. This ended up coming to a head not long before our three month anniversary.
Three months ago...
Sighing from my exhaustion accrued over the day, I grab some clean clothes and head towards the bathroom to take a shower. I've still been practicing with my magic and have been pushing myself to learn new things the hard way, albeit only on occasions.
Cheating is the way to win in this case.
It's now early 2004, and I'm still a bit concerned about the Fifth Grail War starting up, but I haven't seen anything hinting at Servant summoning nor has there been any mana gathering in the grail. I'll still keep extra vigilant, just in case.
Shaking that aside, I walk down the hall to the bathroom.
"Onii-chan." Illya calls out as I reach for the bathroom door knob.
"Yeah?" I ask, turning around to face my little girlfriend.
"So, um..." She hesitates, red faced, shuffling a bit. I suppress a chuckle once more, seeing as how she always gets like this when she wants to do stuff we haven't done as a couple before. She even got like this with simple things we had done before, but since we were a couple, it was suddenly very embarrassing to her. "Well, I read that couples usually, uh... wash each other's backs, so..."
I blink. This is certainly forward of her. And a bit surprising, seeing as how she knows I usually take showers- standing up- instead of the baths she takes- sitting down.
I shrug, a smile appearing on my face. "If you want to, fine." She begin to say something, but I interrupt, raising a finger. "But! Only if you let me wash yours."
She stills, before a smile appears. "Th-That's fine. I'll go get ready."
"I'll start up the bath." I say as she happily goes back down the hall, almost skipping. As I enter the bathroom, I place an undetectable barrier around the room that prevents our voices from getting out. If Illya squeals, I don't want anyone bursting in here and seeing us. They'll still hear the water and stuff though. Stopping all sound from getting out would be too suspicious.
I sit my fresh clothes to the side and turn on the bath, letting it fill up while I take off my clothes and toss them in the basket before wrapping a towel around my waist. After a minute or so, the bathtub is filled with warm water. Skipping the towel off and sitting it on a towel rack nearby, I lower myself into the bathtub. I unconsciously sigh as the warm water touches most of my body.
The door cracks open as Illya walks in, carrying clean clothes as well. She blinks at seeing me inside the bath, fortunately she's gotten less shy about seeing my bare chest- I usually just sleep in underwear and pajama pants. She places her clothes to the side, but pauses as she goes to grab her clothes on her body.
"C-Can you...?"
Knowing what she's asking, I turn around as I hear the shuffling of clothes behind me. After she finishes, I turn around and see her covering her front with a towel. I raise an eyebrow, "How're you gonna get in the bath with that on?"
Her faces once again turns into a tomato. "Y-Y-You'll just have to turn around...!" She quietly shouts.
"Illya." I say softly. "We're siblings. More than that, we're a couple. You don't have to be so shy about this, it's nothing I haven't seen on the internet or anything."
It may be 2004, but the internet does exist and so does porn. I know it, she knows it, you know it.
My cute girlfriend shyly nods, before slowly pulling her towel away from her body and sitting it on the rack next to mine.
"...Fucking hell..." I breathe, looking at Illya's nude form, my mouth agape, eyes wide and mind coming to a screeching halt.
I mean, I knew she was beautiful, but...
I can't help but stare. Illya definitely has looked like a doll, but seeing her lithe form- far more curvaceous than I expected- and pale skin, combined with her gorgeous facial features really makes her look like a doll. Her legs are thin, but with a fair bit of muscle and are beautiful. Sure, I can see them often in her skirts and shorts, but now I can see all the way up. Her chest isn't flat, like one would expect, instead two small and shapely breasts have begun to form. Looking down, I note her nether regions are clean shaven.
I'll have to chalk this up to an anime world, but I'm pretty sure I had body and facial hair when I was seventeen. Here, I don't. Not a single bit of hair below what's on the top of my head. Seems Illya is the same.
I have to tear my gaze away from her absolutely alluring body as she tries to cover herself up with her arms and legs. "D-Don't stare so much!" She shouts. I'm glad I put up that sound barrier.
"Sorry, I couldn't help it. You're just so beautiful, Illya." I say honestly, causing the poor girl to gasp in surprise at my sincerity. She then pouts a bit, before relaxing and uncovering herself before lowering herself in the water, letting out a relaxing sigh just like I did, bringing a smile to my face. We sit in the bath facing one another for a moment, just enjoying the water on our bodies.
"Okay, I'll w-wash yours first, Onii-chan." She decides.
"Alrighty then." I relent with a smile, rotating around. Illya then squeezes some soap into her hands. The cold body wash causes me to tense for a moment, but she soon begins to use her soft hands to rub the soap all over my back. Truth be told, I'm glad I turned around, seeing her body got me... excited. She scrubs my back, humming to herself all the while. After a bit, she finishes by rinsing the soap off with some of the bath water.
"There, done!" She chirps.
"Okay. Then-"
"A-Actually, stay turned around for a moment." Illya quickly interrupts.
"Ah. Okay." I say, a bit confused. My curiosity is sated as Illya suddenly hugs me from behind, pressing her body against my back. I tense at the sudden softness and the fact her nipples are pressed against me as well- easily identified by the fact that they're a little hard.
My little sister lets out a cute sigh as she leans her head against my back as well. "I'm so happy..."
"Why's that?" I ask, softly.
"Because I love you so much..." She admits, saying that the 'loves' me and not 'likes' me for the first time since we've begun dating. "You've always made me smile, Onii-chan, but... being together with you has been so great! I don't want moments like these to end..." She says, bliss an audible part of her voice.
"I feel the same..." I smile. "I love you too, Illya." I say, placing my hand over hers.
As Illya shifts a bit, suddenly she gasps loudly, surprising me. I rotate my head to look at her, only to see her looking downwards- her eyes wide and face red. Following her gaze, I see my member sticking up from the water, tall and proud.
"I... It's that big...?" Illya asks, breathless, unable to look away.
"I told you, I love you, Illya. Seeing your body just made me find you even more beautiful than before." I admit, a bit sheepish. I may have crazy, reality-bending magic, but I'm still just a guy with little experience with romance. "Pressing your chest against my back certainly didn't make me any less excited."
"So that's it..." She mutters, still staring at it blankly. Then, she does something I can scarcely believe.
She slowly reaches out her hand and touches my erection. I feel a jolt as her soft hands touch the head, causing it to twitch. Said small movement causes her to pull her hand away, as though fearful of hurting the thing, before touching it once more. "It's... bigger than the pictures."
"Pictures?" I ask, causing her to still.
"W-Well, uh, we learned about s-sex in biology last year." She explains. "It had pictures and stuff, but the guys in them had way smaller p-pe-penises." She stutters out, sounding embarrassed out of her mind. Despite that, she continues to lightly stroke the tip.
"So you know what happened if you keep rubbing it like that?" I ask, making sure.
"Nn." She mutters in affirmative, before suddenly reaching her other hand around and moving both of them downwards, grabbing a hold of my shaft. "If I keep doing thi-this..." She says as she moves her hands up and down, causing a small gasp to escape my lips from how good this feels. "...then se-semen will come out when you climax."
"And you don't want to stop?" I ask, making sure.
"No!" She shouts quickly, before speaking again n a quieter tone. "No. I want to do this to you Onii-chan. I want to make you happy too."
"Like I said, I'm already happy just being in the bath with you." I remind.
"Then I want to make you even happier!" She declares as she begins to move her hands up and down faster and faster, her soft skin feeling amazing on my cock. Fuck, I did this kind of thing a lot in my past life, but this feels so much better...! It's in a completely different league! My dick wasn't the biggest out there- if anything, it was average-, but now it's much larger. To guess: about nine or ten inches. Maybe eleven, but that might be an overestimation.
She then repositions, keeping her left hand on the shaft- moving up and down- while her right is wrapped around the head and the part just under it. She moves the fingers on her right hand up and down, but not moving the hand itself- keeping it in place while still giving the movement of the vertical stroking. As she moves, her body moves up and down as well, her petite chest rubbing up and down against my back all the while.
I have to open my mouth a bit to breathe, Illya's technique way too good. Her silky hands moving like that plus the warm water on both of us, her small chest pressing against my back, her hardened nipples digging into it as well... it's amazing.
With a soft, smug, and prideful giggle, she speeds up. Looking to the side, I see a happy smile on her face. Geez, this is just like when we make out- she's she beforehand, but when we start she gets way too into it.
As her pace quickens, I feel a pressure I haven't felt since my past life.
"I-Illya..." I breathe out. "I'm about to..." She gets my meaning and nods, quickening her pace even further.
Faster and faster, more and more pressure builds and builds. I feel it build to critical levels and-
spuuuurt
-it releases. Cum shoots up and out as my body tenses up from the climax. The white seed falls back down onto Illya's pale hands. Gingerly, she moves her hands away from my cock and her body away from mine. She looks at the cum intently, staring at the foreign substance with wonder. Then she surprises me once more by moving her hand closer to her face, sniffing the sticky white stuff...
...before licking it up with her tiny tongue.
I have to suppress a shudder from watching that. Good lord.
She blinks as she swirls the semen around in her mouth, before swallowing it. "Huh... It's kinda... salty...?" She asks herself.
"Salty?" I ask. I mean, I knew that was how it was supposed to taste, but...
"Yeah. It's like..." She thinks over how to describe it. "If you removed the saltiness, it would be flavorless, or just really boring-tasting."
Huh. That's a thought.
"But it's kinda good... Makes me want more for some reason." Illya trails off, licking up more of my cum from her hands. I can't tell if she's trying to get me hard again or purpose or not, and I don't care at this point.
lick slurp sluuurp lick swallow lick slurp
I can only sit there in muted awe as Illya licks up more and more of my cum from her hands, swallowing down every last bit. Soon, her hands are clean once again. But it doesn't satiate her. Yet again, she shocks me by wiping up the small bit of cum left on my dick with her hand, lifting it to her mouth-
liiick
-, and licking it up with her little tongue.
Good fucking God, I love her.
slurp slurp swallow
She swallows it all down. She soon manages to come back to her senses as she blinks at me, confused by my awestruck face. "O-Onii-chan... Why are you...?" She asks.
"That was the hottest thing I have ever seen." I say, complete seriousness in my voice. Illya just chuckles awkwardly at my tone, her face still a bright crimson, a pleased smile on her face. "Alright. I gotta wash your back too."
"Huh...? Oh, right." Illya blinks, before the both of us turn around, me facing her back this time. Guess she forgot about our agreement in all the excitement. What happens next is about what you would expect, I get some soap into my hands and begin to scrub her amazingly soft back. Does she use some kinda moisturizer thing to keep her skin this soft? Is it homunculus genetics? Or do most girls just have skin this soft? Or maybe this is just an anime world thing.
Illya squirms a bit at my touch and, like me, froze when the soap first touched her back, letting out a cute squeal in the process. I finish quickly, rinsing her back off like she did mine. Then, I get an idea.
pomf
"Wha?! O-Onii-chan?!" Illya screams as I hug her from behind, much like she did to me after washing my back.
I chuckle. "Sorry, I just wanted to do this too." My body is much larger than hers, so I can easily wrap my arms around her lithe form and rest my chin on her shoulder. She gingerly reaches up and touches my arms with her hands, a smile on her face. "Y'know, turnabout oughta be fair play."
"Huh? Turnabout?" She blinks.
"Yeah." I smile. "You washed my back, I washed yours..."
"EEEEK?!"
"You make me feel good, I make you feel good." I say with a lower tone of voice as I snake my hand down and quickly rub Illya's tiny pussy, causing her to shriek and jolt violently at the touch. "It's only fair."
Illya remains silent for a long while, before quietly muttering, "...I-If it's you, then... Go ahead."
I can only smile, breaking the hug but keeping my body pressed against hers. Both of my hands quickly find a new interest as they both grab a hold of Illya's petite breasts, Illya letting out a soft gasp at the touch. Holy shit... they're small but just as soft as the rest of her skin, maybe even softer. I reposition my hands after a moment, using my index finger and thumb to rub her hardened nipples. Illya squirms a bit, but doesn't fight the sensation. I can feel her heartrate speed up as I continue kneading her left boob, while my right arm snakes downward again, before rubbing a finger against her velvety pussy. She trembles at the touch.
rub rub rub
My finger goes up and down her pussy, feeling it slowly widen open.
"Mmm... Muh~" Illya begins to let out soft moans at my attack. Using my index and middle fingers, I spread them apart into a 'V' shape, spreading the lips of her tiny vagina apart. I move those two fingers down and touch around at her entrance. "Mmm..." She quietly moans again-
"Wah!"
-before letting out a louder one as both fingers reach inside of her. I'm not sure if it's because of the warm water or her speeding heart, but the inside of her is incredibly warm. It's tight too, far more than I expected- though, considering her size, it makes sense for it to be like this. I have to really push to wiggle my two fingers deeper into her folds, tight as she is. Every movement I make inside of her causes a gasp, moan, or twitch from the petite girl. Her left hand grabs a hold of my left, still caressing her left tit in its palm.
Deeper and deeper my fingers go into her, before they almost completely disappear inside of her.
"Th... Hah... They actually w-went inside...!" She gasps out.
I let out a soft hum as I smile. "Yeah. Does it hurt?"
"No... It... Haah... It feels really good..." She moans out in bliss.
"Well it's gonna feel better now." I smile deviously as I slowly pull my fingers out of her pussy, only to stop in between the second and third knuckles, before pushing them back inside.
"Guh!" She gasps.
I keep up this in and out motion while also moving the fingers apart and bringing them back together. Illya squirms and squirms, the walls of her virgin pussy coiling around my digits. Her grip increases on my left hand, before increasing even more so when I squeeze her tiny nipple.
shlick shlick shliiiick
More and more noises come from both her upper and lower 'mouths' as I continue my assault. Her breathing quickens as she squirms in my grasp, body being wracked with pleasure over and over again. Then, I change my plan of attack. My left hand is removed from her boob, lowering as her clit gets squeezed instead of her nipple.
"AAH!" She moans at the touch, her entire body violently jolting at the touch.
"Oh? You really liked that, huh?" I tease. Illya can only let out a pouty whimper in response.
rub rub rub shlick shlick shlick
My hands move faster and faster, rubbing her tiny clit and fingering her tight pussy. Her breathing and heart quicken as she grabs a hold of my arms tightly. Her tight walls tighten up around my fingers more and more, causing me to use more force to keep and increase the pace of the fingering.
"Are you gonna cum?" I ask.
"Yuh-huh..." Illya dumbly says, nodding her head in her trance-like state.
I move my mouth closer to her ear and whisper, "Then go ahead, my sexy little sister. Cum."
As though that was what she was waiting for in order to let it all go, she screams.
"O-Onii... ONII-CHAAAAN!"
Illya's euphoric shout of pleasure is paired with many things: Her arms grab hold of my hands ever tighter. Her pussy tightens up so much that it all but crushes my fingers inside. Her entire body spasms intensely, muscles all tensing up from the sudden spike of pleasure.
"Haah... Haah... Haaaaaah..." The loli pants, slightly out of breath. "Tha-That's how it feels...?"
"It's better for women, from what I know." I say, letting go of her clit as my slowly pull the two digits out of her pussy. They come free with a satisfying 'pop!', causing her to shudder once more.
"Amazing...!" She gasps, regaining her energy and controlling her breathing as she turns to face me. "I didn't know something like this could feel so amazing!"
I can only smirk at her, before looking at my right hand, completely covered in her juices. An idea comes to mind... Turnabout is fair play, after all.
"O-Onii-chan?!" Illya squeaks as I place the two fingers that were inside of her and begin to suck on them. I make sure to make a show of it by slowly and tantalizingly slurping each digit. Illya can only stare on, her ruby red eyes wide as can be, shocked that I'd do something like this. To finish, I place both fingers entirely into my mouth, before slowly pulling them out- just as I did with her pussy- and letting them slip out with another 'pop!' sound.
"Hmm... Tasty~" I tease, smirk on my face.
"Di-Did you seriously just...?"
"Why're you so shocked? You did the same thing with me." I point out to the tiny girl, causing her to still as she remembers licking my cum off of her hands just a few minutes ago.
She can only let out a shy chuckle in response.
Looking down at the petite, doll-like girl still held in my left arm, I act on instinct- reaching my right hand over and cupping her chin and bringing our faces closer.
smooch
Our lips smush against one another, before they open while maintaining contact, allowing our tongues to dance with each other.
smack slurp shlurp
Our tongues wrestle with one another as we wrap our arms around each other, pulling our bodies close as they can be. I try my best to ignore my erection pressing against her stomach, just like when it was against her back while I was fingering her.
After a long while, we part, breathless.
"Haah... I-Haah... I love you, Onii-chan..."
"I... Haah... Love you too, Illya..."
As we gaze into each other's eyes for yet another long while, we both can see the feelings we have for one another within the other's orbs clearly. Her red eyes shine with nothing but affection and love, as I'm sure my gold-brown ones do.
smooch slurp smack shlurp
Needless to say, we spent longer in the bathtub than either of us intended, but we didn't cum anymore than once each.
After that day, we got FAR closer than before. Once again, I will NEVER regret falling in love with Illyasviel von Einzbern, and I'm sure she'd say the same about Shirou Emiya.
We ended up... 'experimenting' some more after that night in the bath, though we never did anything more than touch the other with our hands. I've realized that Illya might have a cum fetish as she always makes sure to slurp it all up afterwards.
I fear what might happen should she give me a blowjob. Honestly, she's turning into a goddamn succubus right in front of my eyes.
Not that that's a problem.
Moving on from that flashback, something interesting happened about a month after Illya and I started dating. On the way home from school, I saw a small building along the path had been bought out and turned into a small restaurant.
I blink owlishly as I notice a new restaurant occupying a small building along the path I take to go to and from school. Illya went to hang out with her friends so I've been left to walk home by my lonesome.
Maybe I should go in. If it's any good, I could take Illya here on a date one day.
Shrugging, I go inside. As soon as I enter the building, two things strike me.
One: The scent of spice, or more accurately, capsaicin.
Two: The man behind the counter is Kotomine Kirei.
WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE?! Is this a mapo tofu place?!
It literally COULD NOT be anyone other than him. He's not wearing priest clothes, instead wearing a simple dark blue buttoned shirt, tucked into his back pants, fastened with a belt. Over that is an apron.
He notices me come in, saying "Ah, hello." in that deep, monotonous, unsettling voice of his. His eyes are hollow, blank, lifeless, and he has a cross around his neck.
Yeah, that's Kirei alright.
The restaurant, though small, has plenty of chairs, tables and booths to occupy many people. There's even a few stools at the counter. Noticing the place is empty, I sit at the counter.
"Welcome." Kirei says politely. "What would you like to order?" He asks, gesturing to the menu on a small display board nearby. Sure enough, mapo tofu is at the top, in three variations.
Mild, Spicy and Unholy.
Good fucking lord... He definitely consumes that third one on the regular. There's also various other things like ramen, udon, etc. Casting aside my inhibitions, I say, "What would you recommend?", praying to every deity I can that I'm not making a mistake.
He smiles the most unsettling smile I've ever seen on my life. "I would say ramen with a side of mapo tofu, if you can handle spice, that is."
I knew it. "I can handle some spice. Go ahead."
His smile widens. I suppress a shudder.
"Here you go. Enjoy." He says, sitting down a plate and a bowl a short while after I placed my order. On the bowl is a delicious-looking ramen. Everything looks amazing, right down to the broth. On the plate is...
DEATH
...a concoction that reminds me of the Lake of Rot. It bubbles and oozes menacingly, as though the food itself wishes to strike fear in people's hearts. So long as this isn't the Unholy flavor, I should be able to handle it.
...Oh, who am I kidding?
"Wow, it looks good." I blink, being truthful. Despite how terrified I am of the plate of DEATH in front of me, it does look appetizing. I bet if I didn't know what I was getting myself into, I would think this a normal plate of mapo tofu. "Okay..." I let out a long sigh, grabbing a spoon in the process.
Kirei smiles.
I scoop up a bit of the blood-red mixture from the plate and raise it to my face. "...I-Itadakimasu." Then, I take a bite.
"?!"
The pain is... INDESCRIBABLE, as is the joy on Kirei's face upon seeing my reaction. I have to force every cell of my body to not flee in terror. However, I make use of mind over matter, and chew, the food searing into every bit of my tongue and mouth. Eventually, I swallow, feeling my esophagus tremble as the devil's food goes down it.
"So... how was it?" He asks, likely knowing the answer.
"Very hot." I manage to get out.
"Oh? I though you said you could handle spice." He points out.
"So did I." I admit.
"Honestly." He sighs, shaking his head. "This is only the Mild."
"?!" I jolt at the admission. "I... I see... If that's the case, then I bet the devil himself wouldn't eat the Unholy version."
"Hoh? That one isn't so bad. I eat it all the time." He shrugs.
...Doesn't that mean he's worse than the devil?
I suppress a smile, the pain going away slowly. "Though I will admit, this is the best mapo tofu I've ever had."
"Oh?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.
I nod. "I'll admit, I've only had this a few other times, but they all just tasted like... tofu, but really hot. This, despite being mind-numbingly hot, but yours has a bunch of flavors not normally present in the dishes of this that I've had. It isn't just spicy tofu, it's spicy tofu with flavors form the spice."
He smiles at my words, this time a... genuine smile- same as the one he made when I ate from the plate first.
That day, I began to like mapo tofu, strangely enough.
That day, Kirei got a new returning customer.
That day, I promised to trick someone into eating that stuff.
Now where was I? Oh, right.
Not much else interesting happened over these six months, save for meeting Kirei and spending time with Illya. It's now a few days before yhe new school year starts and my parents have gone on another 'business trip' overseas for who-knows how long, once again.
The Fifth Holy Grail War didn't start up back in January, but still...
Why I do I get the sense of something coming? Like a 'calm before the storm' sorta feeling...
Meh. I've trained my ass of for years. Whatever comes, I'll be ready for it.
AN
I wonder if guys and girls get 'excited' while writing/drawing smut. I never thought about it until I wrote this chapter.
So how was the Lemon? Or, since there was no actual sex, was it a Lime?
But seriously, how was it? Did you enjoy it, or just skip the thing? This was my first foray into writing smut, so I'd love to hear some feedback!
Edit: Also, thanks to the guest review by 'MrSisterFister', your words were very kind.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter and look forward to the next!
