Chapter 51.5 (Part 2)
Romance stories were mostly the same when it came to sex. Usually, there was an emotional moment when the lovers would profess their love, before slowly and sensually doing the deed, crying out their names in ecstasy and raw passion as they climaxed simultaneously. It was what I'd read, and for a while - it was what I believed happened a lot.
This was not one of those times.
Emerald tried to mount me, hands pressed hard on my chest as she began lowering herself onto me. She didn't try to push onto me just yet - deciding to start off slow. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip as she began to grind her groin against my length. "Fuck…" I hissed, leaning back against the bed and clenching my fists.
Emerald let out a half choked giggle, sounding already out of breath as she gently thrust her hips back and forth. "You make a good bottom…" she whispered as she continued to slide her groin against me. I gripped the bed sheets as my hips thrusted once, more of a spasm than an actual conscious action.
It was odd, feeling her wetness being spread back and forth along my length pressed between her folds, but it was not at all bad in any way. In fact, it felt very good: too good. It made me feel far too greedy for the feeling of actual sex that was sure to come. I'd feel shame for this later, but all I thought about was how Emerald would feel once I entered her.
And thankfully, Emerald felt the same - halting her grind for a moment before she lifted herself up. As she brought her dripping pussy above my crotch, she brought her hand down and grabbed my cock, gently jerking it as she stood it up, tip facing the opening to her core.
"Are you ready?" Emerald whispered shakily, and I found myself rendered speechless at what was to come. This was really about to happen, and I could only let out a desperate whimper for what Emerald was about to do. She understood however, and she lowered herself just enough to slide my tip against her. The second my tip rubbed her lips, I felt a shiver wrack my body. "This is really happening!" I thought to myself as she grinded her hips against my tip - an overwhelming sexy sight.
Her lower lips were warm, soaked, and soft as the very top of my member slowly entered her. Emerald shivered before her thighs followed, quaking ever so slightly. Before I could do anything else, her knees gave out - and Emerald dropped down on my lap, swallowing my erection whole. The feeling hit me hard, and I let out a sound that very much resembled mewling.
Sex was something else completely: the feeling of being completely inside a vagina was on a whole other world compared to my own hand. I felt Emerald all around me: tightly hugging my length. I swear I could almost feel her heartbeat pulsing through the hot and wet flesh that maintained its grip on me - and it was something to behold.
The feeling was euphoric, but not as much as the sight before me. Emerald was on top of me, her crotch against mine. I could feel her bare ass against my thighs, and I noticed - and felt - her subtly grinding her hips in an attempt to get things moving.
It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen, paired with the sight of her naked breasts hanging above me, and the bright red blush on her cute face. She was panting and sweating, her breast heaving with every breath she took.
"Are you okay?" I croaked, my voice cracked as I was threatened with the overwhelming sight and feeling before me. Even now, I could hardly realize just how real these feelings were to me.
Emerald nodded, biting her lip as she continued to shake on top of me. "Okay…I got this…" she whispered as she lifted her hips, revealing part of my shaft between her folds, soaking wet from Emerald's juices. "Oh…fuck~"
I felt my heart skip a beat at the admittedly lewd swearing, and I felt my cock twitching in what had to be desperation. I wanted more.
Emerald lifted herself up another inch, then another, before she dropped herself back down. Another gasp escaped her, sounding more like a squeak than a sharp exhale - and I instinctively thrusted up. She let out a soft moan as she looked down at me, her lust drunken gaze piercing my soul as she brought herself up once more.
I felt my member slip loose, falling out of her as she brought her body up too high, the warm feeling of my girlfriend lost and replaced with the unforgiving feeling of the piercing cold air. "Shit," she growled as she brought herself back down - gripping my member and pushing it back into her. Dropping herself on my lap once more, I let out a groan and attempted to keep myself from thrusting up.
She lowered herself once more, and I shivered as I felt my shaft sliding into her tight opening once more: being overwhelmed by the feeling of her pulsating core gripping me tight. I clenched my fists as she lifted herself up, trying to ride me again.
My cock fell out of her folds a second time, and Emerald let out a growl far too angry for mg liking. I felt myself flinch as she gripped my member once again. This time, she slammed herself down harder and without warning. "Stay in!" she muttered in an annoyed tone.
If only it were so easy.
I slipped out of Emerald for the third time when she bounced on my hips too high, and she ended up growling as she slammed her ass down on my lap again. "This is not going the way I wanted," she grumbled, and I could tell she was in a cranky mood.
I wasn't faring too well either - I was mortified at how much we were screwing up. "S-sorry," I mumbled.
"Don't apologize," Emerald said in a somewhat softer tone before she slowed down and tried again, this time, much more carefully. Luckily, it worked, and a loud "schlup" sound was heard as I entered her once again. I held back a groan as I suddenly felt the best feeling of all times one more time. I felt Emerald's thighs on my hips as she brought the full weight of her body down on me. I felt her hands pressing down on my chest, the pressure hard and her nails clawing at my skin as she panted.
Looking up, I saw her face ever so flushed as she heaved, her chest rising and falling as she looked down at me. She was sweating, and she had a big - almost drunk - smile on her face. I imagine if it were possible, her eyes would have hearts in them as they stared at me.
Then Emerald began to bounce. I clutched her hips as she did so, thrusting up to meet her hips whenever she came down. We were going slowly, just to avoid slipping out and killing the mood again, and it was proving to be a very pleasurable experience. My eyes trailed down to my girlfriend's groin, watching her rise and sink over and over on top of me. She'd changed her movements after ten or so seconds of this - going from bouncing her entire body over me to leaning forward and pumping her hips up and down a little faster.
She clearly had more control this way, judging by the much more feral grin on her face. "Fuck, that's soooo goooood~" as she continued to ride me, my cock sliding in and out of her entrance.
Her temperature felt hotter, and it seemed like her body was squeezing me even harder. I was screaming out in ecstasy on the inside, my heartbeat pounding at an abnormally high rate as I continued to thrust up and down, meeting Emerald's pace all the while.
And the sounds.
Emerald's shaky moans were music to my ears, as was the sound of our wet hips slapping together every few seconds. I was really having sex with Emerald. I was really dating her.
I was really fucking her.
No, she was riding me. I wasn't really fucking her - not yet, at least. But that would change very soon.
Hit with a shot of adrenaline from the addicting feelings that threatened to drown me, I made a move before I even thought it through. With a grunt, he sat up and grabbed Emerald by the shoulders, cutting her riding off with a gasp.
"What're you-"
With a sharp inhale of effort, I flipped her over, slamming her on the sheets. I was a bit surprised by how easy it was to pull it off, even if I'd gotten much stronger. Emerald let out an "Oomph!" as the back of her head dropped into a pillow. "Markus-"
I didn't care that we'd knocked off the blankets in the short tussle. I didn't care that we were dirtying the sheets with our sweat and whatever cum remained from before. I only cared about making more of that sweet sweet love to Emerald.
I didn't hesitate - clambering on top of her and quickly thrusting into her pussy. Emerald let out a howl before I silenced her with a kiss - one that was as animalistic and desperate as I was feeling. Emerald returned the kiss, her arms coming around my neck and tightening against me in a hug, tight enough that it seemed that she was afraid that I'd let go. I felt her tongue slip in, and I greedily obliged: the two of us wrestling while I remained buried inside her to the hilt.
Breaking the make out session for breath, the two of us stared at each other, a string of saliva connecting our tongues as we panted for air. Emerald's cheeks were as bright red as they'd been when we started fucking, though I was certain I was just as flushed, maybe even more so. "You gonna start going or what?" Emerald giggled as she continued to pant for air, her breasts rising and falling beneath me. I couldn't help but smile, lowering my head to rest atop her breasts.
The sound of her heart beating softly against my ear did more to soothe me than anything I'd felt in the past. "I love you," I whispered.
Emerald fell silent for a moment before she spoke once more. "I-I love you too," she said back, her blush growing stronger than ever. Gone was much of the lust in her eyes, replaced only by affection.
She was the most beautiful being I ever laid eyes on.
I began to thrust - savoring her moans as she laid her arms back, smiling up at me all the while. I pulled my hips back, pulling out until only my tip remained inside, before slamming myself back in. Emerald's melodic moans rang out once more with a shudder, and I leaned down, biting hard on Emerald's neck. Emerald let out a shout as I left my mark, moaning as I continued to thrust into her at a steady pace.
"Faster…faster…" Emerald whimpered. I could feel her hand slipping down between our stomachs before coming to a stop just above where the action happened. Peering down for a split second, my arousal spiked at the sight of her rubbing her clit ferociously.
I sped up my thrusts, barely hearing the slapping of hips over the moans and gasps of both me and Emerald. I went a little faster, watching her breasts jiggle with every pump of my hips.
Emerald had her eyes closed now, smiling as I continued to rail into her. Slowly pulling my teeth from her neck, I stared at the marks that remained, not ceasing in my thrusts in any way.
"Fuck…more, faster…" Emerald whimpered once more as she rubbed her clit harder. "I'm gonna cum…I'm gonna cum soon…" I didn't feel very close to orgasm despite all of the pleasure - especially since I'd already orgasmed several minutes earlier. Even with aura, it would still take a while to be able to finish.
That didn't make what came next hard to do at all. Thrusting into her faster, I leaned over and began sucking hard on her left nipple, my teeth clamped gently over the rock hard nub as I slammed myself into her hard, the sound of cheeks clapping all I could hear.
Emerald whimpered and squeaked as I began to push my pace. I didn't know what I looked like or even sounded like, not with such tunnel vision focused on my girlfriend. She didn't seem to care either, only continuing to moan. The sweat on her dark skin shone under me as she panted and moaned, her normally neat bright green hair was a complete matted mess on the bed, and her blood red eyes carried such intensity in their gaze of me that I couldn't help but love her more for it.
I did many things over the course of my time here on Remnant: mostly to save the world and to keep all the important people in this reality, and over time - the most important people in my life, alive. But in the adrenaline fueled moment, nothing else mattered. For a moment, I forgot all about the threat hanging over the horizon, as well as everything else. Right now, nothing else felt as important as bringing Emerald over the brink of release.
I pulled myself away from her breast as I began to mutter incessantly. "I love you…I love you…I love you…I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you…" I whispered over and over, watching as her face lit up ever so slightly, the lustful haze over her eyes once more turning into a stare of what I felt was adoration. The amount of emotion in her gaze had me think of little else.
I slammed hard into her for what would be the last time before she came on me, and she came hard. I felt the grip around my cock get hotter, much hotter - followed by a violent spasming around me. I felt locked in a tight yet wet vice, one that pulsed so desperately as if Emerald were trying to wring as much seed as she could.
Her body was a different story - shaking and jolting every few seconds as she rode out her harsh orgasm. Her fingers were pressed against her clit as I remained buried in her holy deep. Juices spurted against my crotch, a few drops trickling down my thighs and balls all the while.
And her face…
Emerald's face was locked in a silent scream as she came. There was no eye rolling or tongue lolling out of her mouth, thankfully: it would have been awkward as hell, but there was definitely ecstasy locked on her face. I didn't waste a single second, lunging down and locking my lips against hers once again. It was a messy kiss as well, but Emerald wasted no time in retaliating, plunging her tongue up into mine and hurriedly tightening her hug around my neck. Pulling me down so hard I swore I felt whiplash for a second, I felt her breasts pressing hard to my chest as she continued to spasm around me, with the feeling of a violent orgasm clearly wracking her body.
Unfortunately, all good things came to an end - and Emerald was soon completely limp, lying against the bed with me on top of her. I hadn't cum with her, but that was fine. Seeing the bright smile and hearing the giggles coming from her did wonders in making me feel better.
I rolled off of Emerald and settled for lying next to her in bed, wrapping my arm around her as she slowly pulled herself to my side, a thigh resting over my lower half. "That was…fucking amazing," she whispered.
I sighed as I felt my own adrenaline beginning to drain hard. "I love you, you know that?" I whispered.
"You said it a few dozen times but…who's counting," Emerald mumbled as she breathed out a giggle, one that sounded more like a wheeze than anything. "I love you too…"
"I love you more…" I began.
"Markus, I am too damn tired to begin something like that…" Emerald whined. "I just wanna get some shut eye…"
I yawned the moment she mentioned getting some sleep. "Yeah…yeah, that sounds pretty good," I mumbled as I reached over and pulled the covers over us. They were still somewhat clean since we'd knocked them off the bed before things got really hot and sweaty.
Emerald giggled some more and snuggled under the covers with me. "I love you…" she whispered as she kissed my collar.
"I love you too," I mumbled as I began to drift off, focusing only on the girl in my arms, both of us as naked as the days we were born.
- four and a half hours later -
Sleep didn't last very long, not while one was in Atlas anyway. It had only been a few hours since Emerald and I had done the deed. It was probably the best sleep of my life - how could it not be?
But like it happened before, all good things would eventually come to an end. The sound of Atlesian airships roaring by the dormitories jolted me awake in a violent manner. I hadn't forgotten the completely botched up mission from before, when the White Fang had captured me.
It still shook me just how close to death I'd come - alongside how hard it was to accept that Tyrian and I had fought together. Tyrian of all people!
I shook myself out of that line of thought. This was different in so many ways. Nobody died because of me, and things turned out okay. Still…the feeling of sheer disbelief after returning to Atlas had almost been too much. I looked down at the snoring girl lying in bed next to me. A gentle smile graced my features as I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. Sex or not, she'd pulled me out of that disbelief.
I pulled the blankets aside so I could get off of the bed and get dressed. I was already awake anyways, so I might as well get rid of the drowsiness and take a shower, even if it was far too early-
Breasts.
I found myself unable to look away from Emerald's body, now exposed to the air from the blankets that were tossed aside. Her large breasts rose and fell ever so gently with every breath she took. Her whole body was semi twisted in the way that most people haphazardly moved while sleeping, accentuating her curves.
And her butt.
Her body was positioned in such a way that her pert little butt faced me directly. That same butt that any pair of pants she wore would hug. The same butt that swayed with her hips when she walked.
The same butt still covered in dried out juices from hours earlier, both her juices and mine.
Before I knew it, I was already hard. I could tell because I'd caught myself stroking myself at the sight of her. She was still asleep, her snores soft and purr-like as I continued to slowly jerk my member, the arousal too much to try and wait out.
Dammit, why'd she have to be so sexy? Part of me debated waking her up so we could go another round, but a much larger majority of my brain reminded me of how tired Emerald was. She needed her sleep. But…maybe a few thrusts wouldn't hurt…
I came a little closer to her sleeping form, moving my leaking member between her cheeks before spying what I desired - the pair of glistening lips that guarded her love cavern.
It was tempting, I wouldn't lie about that - but I wasn't about to simply walk up and start thrusting into her while she was asleep. She was likely still very tired, and the last thing I wanted was to bother her badly, especially after such mind-blowing sex.
I felt an intrusive thought push its way into my brain, one that made me pale. What if she regretted our time together? What if the sex was too much? She said it was a spur of the moment decision - what if it was a decision that she would despise? I looked away with a sigh, hands buried in my hair as I closed my eyes.
I don't know how long I'd been panicking, but it would all stop when I heard the sound of sheets rustling, followed by a little yawn. "Markus?" Emerald asked sleepily. I turned to see she'd turned over in bed - the bed coves lying over her legs as she rubbed her eyes. She was lying down rather similarly to the 'Draw me like one of your French girls' pose, now that I thought about it.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up, but..." I began to say before I rubbed my knuckles over my tired eyes. "What we had earlier, I loved it. But...you don't regret it, do you?"
"No. Why would I?" Emerald asked. "Do you?"
"Of course not! But...I was just praying that you wouldn't wake up and...say that this was a mistake or a poor thought out decision and I want us to keep being together even though I don't have the best track record for romance or even planning ahead that well and-" I hadn't even realized I was ranting until I stopped to take a breath. Thankfully, Emerald had fully sat up in bed now, lowering her feet to the floor.
"Hey," Emerald began, getting up and making her way towards me. "You don't need to panic about this stuff. If I recall, the two of us said 'I love you' to each other over and over, so I don't think sex would be too much for both of us. Just...just not now."
"You sure? I don't want this to be too much..." I said quietly. I thought back to all those shows and stories that involved a night of passion between two characters, only for one of said characters - or both - to regret doing the deed and claiming it to be a mistake.
"Don't worry," Emerald whispered. "Just stop thinking so hard and enjoy it..." She wrapped her hands around my neck and stepped back, gently pulling me towards the bed. "I'm still sleepy, so let's go back to bed...we can worry about later when tomorrow comes, okay?"
I nodded after some thought, and the two of us fell back in bed. I didn't need to think much about sex now that I had my reassurance. Emerald and I were safe, that was all that mattered. As I felt myself slowly starting to drift off, I wondered what I did to earn this moment. Despite my faults and mistakes, as well as all the good I did: all of it paled in comparison to what I felt had to be pure happiness with what I had. If this was love, I wanted more.
And with the future looming ahead, I'd do whatever it takes to keep it.
Sleep came easy after that.
