If you aren't reading this for the H scenes, skip after the scene break in this chapter.

Chapter Nine

"Master, you should let me take care of that!" Sakura protested.

"No, Sakura you need to be resting!" Shirou responded.

"What kind of Servant allows their Master to do chores for them!?"

"A Servant should obey their Master's orders, so you need to rest!"

Sakura started when she heard a long sigh from the room's other occupant. Her and Shirou turned their attention towards Rin, who had been sitting at the table watching their little debate in the kitchen with a very dissatisfied expression. "What's with this sickeningly sweet argument? I don't recall ever being treated with kid gloves like that."

Shirou blushed, looking away from Sakura. "Ah, don't get me wrong. If you were injured, I'd do my best to take care of you too."

Sakura felt a little stab of pain in her heart. She knew it wasn't what he met, but she felt a little like he had just said that she wasn't special to him. He would act the same for any Servant. It wasn't like she wanted him to treat his other Servant's badly, but... she wanted him to be at least a little rougher with her than he was with everybody else. "Tohsaka-Senpai, just what sorts of things were you doing with Senpai – with Master before I was here?" She didn't realize that she was glaring until Rin flinched away.

Rin's face was as red as her shirt. "I- That is – that is to say –"

"Ah, I've already apologized for being a little too harsh without providing awards early on." Shirou said. He seemed repentant enough. "For example, I had her spend an entire day wearing a naked apron, and then had her come into the bath to wash my back. I don't think her explosive response was necessary, but I certainly needed to be told off."

A searing flash of jealousy ran through Sakura. Her sister and the man she loved, alone in a house together while she was wearing only a naked apron!

Sakura couldn't help but fume. It wasn't like she thought that her Master had to hold back his desires for her sake, and she knew it was his right to have his way with his Servants. This wasn't some kind of monogamous relationship, so she had no issues with him having multiple Servants to slake his lust on. No, her only issue was that her sister was getting that kind of treatment and she wasn't. If he was going to do those kinds of things, he should be doing them with her too!

Especially when it was that person... she couldn't lose to her.

She felt her glare harden. "Tohsaka-Senpai, that isn't right! It's our duty to accept whatever Master desires!"

"What the hell are you saying, Sakura!?" Rin demanded, mouth wide open in shock.

Shirou rubbed at the back of his head. "Hey, that not true Sakura. It's important to be firm, but I want to be kind too. If the two of you are never comfortable enough to bring complaints to me, that would be troubling in it's own way."

Sakura frowned, but nodded. She was unable to argue against that. A Senpai who wasn't kind wouldn't be her Senpai at all.

"Besides, I gave her a spanking as punishment so the matter is resolved."

Sakura and Rin both gasped at the same time, Rin looking absolutely mortified by embarrassment while Sakura just felt another stab of jealousy. "So the naked apron wasn't the only thing you've done!?"

"Wait, wait, Sakura! Stop it!" Rin yelled out, trying to hide her face within her hands.

Shirou just put a hand on his chin to think, seemingly oblivious to their strong reactions. "And I've been trying to do better about giving her rewards too, so I fingered her to completion last night. I think that's it."

"You didn't need to tell her that, you idiot!" Rin screamed at the top of her lungs.

Fingered her to completion... Sakura felt in that moment like a mountain gulf had opened between her and her sister. She was so far behind that only drastic actions would ever let her catch up. She put a hand against her heart and put all of her emotion into what she said next. "Master, just so you know, I'm happy to accept anything you want to throw at me. Whether it's punishment or reward, I'll accept anything Master wants without complaint!"

Shirou blinked at her, and for a second she thought that she had won. "In that case let me do the dishes, okay?"

Oh. Right. Sakura wilted.

Rin sighed again. "How did we end up here again? Listen, Master, just let me do them alright? I'm a Servant too, so everybody should be happy with this."

Shirou did not look at all happy with that compromise, but he didn't seem to know how to argue his way out of it. "Hmmm. Okay, I'm counting on you, Rin."

Rin pulled her hair back, quickly trying it behind her head into a simple ponytail. "Right, right. Just give me some space."

Sakura's eyes flashed. This was her chance. She hadn't been expecting any opportunity to come so soon. "Then Senpai, I mean Master, can you come with me? There's something I want to talk to you about."

He smiled at her, and it made her heart melt. "Yeah, of course Sakura. As your Master, I'm always available for you, okay?"

X X X

"So, what is it Sakura?" Shirou asked.

Sakura took a long deep breath, trying to steady her own breathing. She'd already made up her mind, but this final stretch was going to be the hardest part. Her anxiety was already getting to her. What if he didn't want her? What if he knew about everything, that she was sullied already? What if the only woman he could ever want was Rin, so he had no place for her?

She opened her mouth to try and speak, but nothing came out.

She had taken her Senpai, her Master, to one of the many guest rooms. The one she had slept in last night, although she had no memory of that. It was quiet, and more importantly far enough away that they had no risk of Rin walking in on them. If Sakura ever worked up the courage to get started, of course.

Shirou watched her, floundering for something to say, and seemed to come to all the wrong conclusions. "Hey, Sakura. It's okay. I know this must be really scary. Waking up after a week with no memories, suddenly a Servant. At least Rin chose this."

"No!" Sakura called out. She felt like her stomach was going to drop out. He thought she didn't want this? "Senpai, I would have chosen this if I could. Being yours is like a dream come true."

Her shoulders shook, although she held back the urge to cry. Shirou stepped forward and wrapped her up in his arms, drawing her into his chest. Sakura breathed in deeply through her nose, inhaling his comfortable scent while his hard body pressed against hers. "I'm glad to have you, Sakura. I know this is going to sound crazy, but I always thought... that it would be nice, to be your Master."

Sakura sniffled, burying her face even deeper into his shirt. A smile spread across her face. "Me too. I always thought, if you were my Master then I would feel so safe."

His arms tightened around her. She felt his mind working, and she knew he was going to ask her about her family situation. How she had been turned into a Servant, and why.

Sakura wanted nothing less in all the world than to talk about that. She did not want him to know what her life had been like. She didn't want him to know that she was dirty. And she absolutely didn't want to think about her brother's death, and his role in it.

For now, please just let her enjoy this dream.

"Master, you've been too kind to me. I want to make you feel good. As your Servant, my body is already yours." Sakura said. Her cheeks reddened as she said the words, and in a way she was glad that she could be embarrassed by something like this. Despite everything that had happened.

He stiffened. In more ways than one. Sakura felt him growing excited against her, and felt pride and satisfaction at knowing that her body could entice him like this. "Sakura, are you sure? You're injured."

She shook her head. "No, Master. I told you already I'm fine."

He hesitated and Sakura's smile spread. She knew that she had won.

"Master, it's not very nice to make me beg."

He gulped. "Okay. Okay."

Those simple words made her heart sore. He wanted her. He wanted her. That was all she had ever wanted for so long. Sakura pushed against him, guiding him to sit down on the bed she had so recently slept in. His expression was so focused, like he couldn't take his eyes off of her. Knowing that made her heart skip a beat.

With him watching her, Sakura pulled her projected shirt over her head and let it fall to the floor beside her. The bra she had on underneath was a simple white one, that Rin had projected. Despite her sister's best efforts, it was still a little small for her and quite uncomfortable. When Sakura undid the hook at the back and let it fall away she sighed in relief for more than one reason.

"Sakura." Shirou said, his eyes not leaving her chest. Sakura smiled. She was glad, this was one area in which she would never lose to her sister. "You're beautiful."

"Master, you're too kind." Sakura said. She took a step towards him, and almost kissed him. But no, that would be too forward. This was about his pleasure after all. Sakura knelt down, settling in front of him.

It was obvious even from a distance that his erection had been straining to get out of his pants ever since he had embraced her. Still, Sakura couldn't help but feel a warm burst of pride when she used her fingers to undo his pants and his long girth popped free. He was larger than her brother, and thicker as well. And he was like that because of her.

Sakura licked her lips. "Master, would you prefer my mouth, or my breasts?"

"Ah, um." He stammered. His face was completely red, and he didn't seem to know what to do with his hands, and Sakura thought it was the most adorable thing she had ever seen. Really, he'd already claimed her heart long ago. He took a deep breath. "Your breasts."

Sakura gave him a smile. "Thank you, Master. Just one moment, okay?"

From her pocket, Sakura withdrew the small bottle of massage oil that she had secretly fetched earlier from the bathroom. In response to his curious gaze, she spread it across her breasts and slowly began to rub it in. The liquid was cool to the touch, and very lubricating. More than enough for her purposes.

Swallowing to hide her growing excitement, Sakura took one breast in each hand and engulfed her Senpai's manhood with her own body. Physically, the feeling of his penis between her breasts was a little funny but nothing special. But emotionally, it was one of the most satisfying things she had ever done. Her body felt like it was on fire.

"Sakura!" Shirou hissed, clearly enjoying the sensation.

Sakura felt like her heart wouldn't stop beating a thousand miles an hour. She was so proud, so happy that he was pleased with her. Serving him like this was so much better than she deserved. With a full heart, she started to bounce her breasts up and down on his length.

This wasn't something she had ever done before, so it took a little bit of exciting experimentation to find what he liked the best. Alternating her breasts back and forth to provide constant stimulation was fun, but he seemed to like it best when she dipped down and up. The oil provided enough lubrication to keep him moving without causing any friction, while still allowing him to enjoy the rubbing sensation of being trapped in her breasts.

"Sakura! It's so – so good!" He shouted.

Sakura smiled up at him, truly happier in that moment than she had been in years. Her Master was pleased with her, and that meant that all was right in the world.

She could feel him straining for release, almost thrumming against her. He was so built up, she could tell.

How naughty of her sister, to let their Master get to this state without doing anything to help.

"Master, it's okay." Sakura said. She continued her efforts, bobbing her chest up and down along his length and he groaned at her efforts. "It's okay, Master. Let it all out."

"Sakura! It's coming!"

Without another second of warning, she felt him begin to pulse gently against her skin. Sakura smiled, stroking him softly as his discharge spread all over her naked chest. Pride filled her again, and she inhaled the scent with another smile. Her Senpai's semen felt so warm and she wanted it to be inside of her forever.

Some had splashed against her chin. While he watched with wide eyes, Sakura used a finger to clean that off and then licked it clean. His flavour was strong, but certainly not unpleasant. Hopefully one day soon he would let her drink his fill, but for now he had gifted her with something to wear instead.

"Thank you, Master." Sakura said, smiling up at him.

"Sakura... I should be thanking you."

"Not at all. This should be expected of a Servant." Sakura said. She rose to her feet. "I'll go get cleaned up."

Sakura left the room quickly, closing the door behind her. She wasn't embarrassed. If anything, she was more proud of herself than she had been since she was a child. That was a good thing she had just done, good and proper. She'd used her body for it's intended purpose, and that made her feel warm and fuzzy inside.

And excited. Her Master's strong scent clung to her, and the warmth of his seed was still spread out all over her chest. Before she cleaned that away, she fully intended to masturbate to completion.

Before leaving, Sakura turned her head backwards and spoke down an empty hallway.

"Did you enjoy that too, sister?"

There was a muffled squeal of surprise, and then she heard footsteps thumping away in a poor attempt at stealth. Her sister's hidden gaze had been all too obvious during her session with her Master. And it didn't take the enhanced senses of a Servant to hear and smell the sound of her own sister masturbating as she watched like a voyeur through a crack in a door.

It was vindictive of her but it made her feel so very satisfied to make her sister watch as she was, for once, the one to get the thing both of them wanted.

Still smiling, Sakura skipped her way towards the bathroom. Maybe she'd go a little longer before getting dressed. Wearing her Senpai was so much more comfortable than wearing that bra.

Two chapters left in this arc, which is the first of three. That second one will hopefully provide some probably much needed answers.