Chapter Fourteen

Ow. Ow. Ow.

Each step they took was painful, but Shirou refused to admit as much out loud. He'd have worried Rin and Sakura if they knew that half of his body was numb, and every time he took a step his stomach flared up where Caster had kicked him. It felt like little pinpricks of some kind were moving around inside of his skin.

Luckily they were not far from his house when the attack had happened. It did not take long for him to drag himself back home, where the boundary field would at least give them warning before another attack like that happened again.

Ow. Ow. Ow.

Walking into the living room felt like the last hundred metres of a marathon. Shirou found himself smiling as soon as they were inside. "Hold on. I'll get us some tea and snacks."

His attempt to walk towards the kitchen were thwarted by his own treacherous legs. The numbness had been getting worse as time went on, but he still wasn't prepared for one of his legs to just refuse to lift when he told it to. His lack of balance sent him stumbling, and he caught himself on the table.

"Master!" Sakura cried, hurrying to his side.

Rin just scoffed at him. She knelt down beside him, on the other side as Sakura. "Sakura, get the tea. I'll check on Master's injuries."

"I'm fine." He protested. All three of them had been attacked. It didn't make sense for only him to be hurt, or for them to have to look after him.

"Master, you're lucky to be alive. Now hurry up. Get your shirt off." Rin said, in a tone that brooked no arguments.

Shirou tried to rise, and found that he physically could not. In a way it was a miracle that he had managed to get home at all. In fact, he couldn't even manage to lift his arms up enough to remove his shirt. Rin did it for him. His arms didn't feel painful when she lifted them up he just couldn't get them to move on his own.

Sakura, seeing Rin undressing him, stumbled for a moment with the tray she was currently making.

Rin went over his body with a completely professional eye, judging his injuries calmly and rationally. When she was done, she patted him on the shoulder and casually said; "You should be dead."

"Nee-san!" Sakura said, scolding her sister. The tea was done by now, and she set it carefully down onto the table. She'd broken out some of the high quality snacks for this, and Shirou couldn't deny that the situation merited it.

"No, she's right." He admitted. He moved up to sit at the table properly. Rin and Sakura sat on either side of him, neither making any moves to give him back his shirt. "I was trapped with an enemy Servant, so I should count myself lucky for escaping with just this."

"That's not what I meant." Rin said, shaking her head at him. She ran a hand through her own hair. "I didn't make you that sword you used to fight off Caster. So, care to explain how exactly you ended up with one?"

"...I don't really understand it myself." Shirou said. He frowned, and did his best to explain the entire situation, going over every detail he could remember of what had happened between getting separated from them and reappearing back on the street.

"...That's so much worse than what I was expecting." Rin said. She had a very troubled look on her face, that Shirou felt was well deserved.

"But Master, you did amazing!" Sakura called out. She pressed herself against Shirou's side, and he did not have the heart to tell her that he physically couldn't feel anything she was doing to him. "To think that you managed to fight off a Servant all by yourself!"

"That was only because she was playing around with me." He said.

"That's right. It's good that you recognize your own weakness." Rin said. Her smirk was very frustrating right in that moment. Shirou didn't even have the strength to punish her, but he did let himself look forward to the spanking he already owed her from earlier. "Master, I need you to swear that you will never do projection like that again."

"Nee-san?" Sakura asked, clearly confused.

"Why?" Shirou asked.

"Because it's too dangerous, idiot!" Rin yelled, slamming her fist against the table. Sakura flinched away from the loud thumping noise. "Listen, for a normal human to recreate a Noble Phantasm is normally impossible. If you're a being who can normally only store 100 units of energy in your body and a Noble Phantasm requires 1000 units, then what do you think will happen to you the next time you try something like this?"

He would die. That went without saying. After all, to be a magus was to walk beside death. Even an amateur like him knew that. It was very easy to kill oneself by overreaching.

"But, didn't he do that today?" Sakura asked. She sounded hesitant even though she was only pointing out the logical truth. "He's still alive."

Rin pouted. "I can't say why that is, but I'm guessing it's because of his connection to me." She struck her classic "tutor" pose, with one hand raised into the air. "Sakura, you've noticed that Master isn't really supplying us with magical energy, right? The connection exists, but no power is flooding along it. But, what if it was being used in reverse? Since the two of us have magical energy far above our Master's, it's technically possible for our essence to be flowing into him the other way around. When Master projected those blades, he must have been drawing off of me somehow... well, that's really just a hypothesis anyways."

Although she sounded completely confident throughout most of the explanation, in the end she broke down and admitted it was nothing more than a guess.

Regardless, Shirou had to shake his head. "No. I can't promise that."

"Master?" Sakura asked. Her grip on him had shifted to guide his arm between his breasts... but he couldn't feel it at all.

"Rin, I can't say that I'll never do that again. After all, if I didn't have weapons like that then I would have died." Shirou said, steadying himself.

Rin gasped, and he saw anger flare up in her eyes. "Idiot! In that case, you can just rely on me to make you weapons beforehand!"

"Then, can you promise we'll never be attacked by surprise again?"

Rin froze. She looked like someone who had just followed something painful. "But... Master. Look at yourself. You'll be risking death if you depend on an unknown factor like that again."

Shirou tried to puff himself up and look tough, but his body refused to co-operate. "Sorry, Rin. If I have to choose between dying and using that projection again, I'll use what I have to do to stay alive."

Rin hesitated, clearly unable to argue with him. She knew as well as he did that avoiding a life-threatening technique in the face of certain death was pointless. "Hmmph. Very well, Master. But at least promise me you won't do it for at least a day. If your circuits don't recover from what you've done to them, you'll die for sure."

"...Fine. We'll have to take tomorrow to rest in that case. " Shirou said. He sighed. It wasn't like they had any idea where to go to find their enemies in any case.

And aside from that...

"Um, Master." Sakura asked, while her sister was looking very satisfied indeed about her little victory. "Do you have any connection to that Caster woman?"

"Hmmmm..." Shirou was genuinely unsure of how to answer.

"Yeah, that's right!" Rin said, nodding along with her sister's words. "Until you told me your side of the story I thought Caster had just isolated you as a strategic move, but there has to be more. Berserker made a reference to you being a two-timer, and the last time we met she said that she'd promised someone to leave you alone and called you an adulterer. Master... I'm just asking this to check, but did you have any Servants before us?" Shirou weren't sure if she was joking or not, but Sakura looked genuinely offended by the idea.

"Of course not. I didn't even know what the Holy Grail War was before you became my Servant." Shirou said. He could be oblivious sometimes, but even he wouldn't somehow miss a set of Command Seals appearing on his body and a contract forming with a Servant. "But I... I do think there's something familiar about her. Even if I've never seen her before."

"Well, just remember that she's our enemy, Master." Rin said.

"I know." Shirou told her. "I wouldn't put the two of you in danger, Rin. Not for anything."

He sighed, glad that Sakura was holding onto him so tightly because he would not have been able to remain upright without her support.

X X X

A couple of hours later, Shirou was ready to crawl into bed. "Alright, I'm going to go and take a bath. Rin, I'm sorry, I know I said I would spank you tonight, but I can't move my arm enough right now. I'm very sorry. It will have to wait until tomorrow."

Her face flared up absolutely red, and she hid it behind her hands. "Wh-what the hell are you apologizing for! There's obviously no need to focus on something like that right now!"

Shirou frowned. "Don't be silly. Since we're in danger, maintaining your discipline couldn't be more important."

"Geez. What a troublesome Master." Rin muttered into her hands.

Sakura laughed, teasing her sister with a smile. "Don't worry, Master! Nee-san has a hard time being honest, but she's happy."

"Sakura!" Rin whined.

"Right, Right." Shirou said. He nodded to both of his bickering Servants and pulled himself to his feet. After a couple of hours of resting he was at least able to start moving again, although he doubted he'd be able to repeat that walk home right now. But at the very least he wasn't in danger of hurting himself. And with his shirt off, his lack of mobility in his arms wasn't an issue.

Still, it took him about fifteen minutes to get fully undressed and ready for his bath. The bathroom had a nice relaxing atmosphere, and he was in the middle of telling himself that it would be dangerous to get complacent and fall asleep when the door behind him slide open.

"Huh?"

He turned back to see two beautiful figures walking into the bathroom. Sakura and Rin strode in side by side, both completely naked. Each of them were absurdly attractive in their own way. Sakura's body was more developed, with more curves and larger breasts that his eyes were always drawn to. Rin had less up top than her sister, but her body was more athletic, with light muscles and tighter lines that made her seem gorgeous in her own unique way. Both of them were beauties that any man would kill to be with.

And both of them were all his.

Sakura smiled at him, seeming not only a peace with her situation but eager to begin. Rin was flushed red from her neck to her forehead, and seemed very uncomfortable with his blatant staring.

"Master!" Sakura called out, in a sign-song voice. "We came to wash you."

"Y-Yeah." Rin said. She was staring at the floor. She didn't seem upset, but she was clearly out of her element.

Shirou smiled at them both, and that seemed to calm Rin down. "Thank you very much."

Sakura grinned again, and he couldn't look away from the hard tips of her nipples. "I'll clean your back. Nee-san will take care of the front. Remember what we said Nee-san, no stealing ahead!" She warned, in a lighthearted way.

"I-I know!" Rin protested. "Sheesh."

The two nude sisters descended on Shirou, Rin kneeling in front of him while Sakura settled in behind him. Rin had a washcloth in her hands, that she dunked in a bucket of soapy water and began to use to wash her Master clean. She was far more delicate now than she had been checking his wounds. Her hands ran slowly over the muscles of his body, sometimes letting the washcloth slip away so that she was touching his bare skin. Her breathing grew more intense and her eyes more focused as she worked away at the task.

Sakura had the easier job. Shirou felt warm water flush down his back, and then a warm weight settled against him. Sakura giggled as her soft breasts pressed against his hard back, and Shirou groaned in pleasure at the sensation of the contact. Sakura squeezed her arms tight around him, slowly rubbing her breasts up and down his back, dragging soapy water everywhere she went.

Of course, no straight man could undergo such luxurious treatment for long without reacting. Even with his body so numb, it didn't take Shirou long before his manhood was standing at attention.

Rin stiffened, staring straight at it. Her nostrils flared, and Shirou saw her move her hands perhaps unconsciously towards it.

"So impatient, Nee-san." Sakura teased. Her sister rapidly shook her head to deny the allegations, and got back to her task of wiping his body clean of sweat and dirt.

"Sakura... Rin..." Shirou groaned. This was heavenly, and he couldn't take much more of it. "I need you."

Sakura giggled, and Rin blushed again. The weight on his back pulled away, and Rin scooted over to make room so that her sister could join her on her knees before Shirou. The two sisters looked up at him with matching smiles. "Master – thanks for the treat." They said together.

And then, as one, they lowered their heads and began to lick along opposite sides of his cock. Sakura moved with more confidence than her sister, trying to please her Master as efficiently as possible. What Rin lacked in skill however she made up for in competitiveness. Lacking much knowledge, she just ran her tongue along his length at random licking up whatever she could.

Sakura made the first move to take him fully inside of her mouth. Shirou's tip disappeared into the warm embrace of her tongue and lips, and he groaned in pleasure as she softly bobbed up and down while humming to herself with bliss. Rin didn't cease her own movement, merely sinking lower to make room.

Then, Sakura pulled off and gently encouraged Rin to take her place. Clearly not knowing what to do, Rin settled for just taking the tip into her mouth and cycling her tongue around it. She made no attempts to take it down any further, which was likely a good idea for her first time. That left Sakura with free reign to run her own tongue around the rest of Shirou's cock, licking at his balls and anything she could get her lips around.

The sisters switched a few more times, but Shirou didn't last long. "I'm cumming!" He warned his Servants. Sakura dutifully let him plop out of her mouth, and used a hand to stroke him to wring out every last drop. He sprayed all over the faces of both of the sisters, marking them with his seed. Sakura grinned, overjoyed, while Rin looked oddly proud of herself.

Shirou could only sigh. This was going to become a regular bath time experience, he swore it.

The bathtub had a hard time holding the three of them, but that only made it even more comfortable in it's own way. Shirou felt like it was a miracle that he even managed to stay away long enough to crawl into his futon.

Tomorrow they could plan and worry about the enemy Servants. Right now his mind wouldn't let him do anything but sleep.