Warning: Reader Discretion Advised. Pokémon x Human relationships. I do not own Pokemon.

Miniature KC character guide:

Jinnosuke Yukihiro- Main character, who has just turned 18

Asahi - Jin's mother, a traditionalist politician in Kanto

Eri Hanazono - Asahi's bodyguard

Kin - Eri's daughter, Jin's bodyguard and friend

Akane - Jin's childhood friend and first love

Hitogachi - Jin's oldest brother, and seemingly Akane's lover

Eiji - Jin's second oldest brother, who, like Hitogachi, fled his duties.

Setsuna Ayano - Heiress of a powerful, small family, who Jin has been promised to since birth.


Chapter: The Start and End of it All

Upon returning home, I sought solace in the only place that ever brought me comfort: the gardens. Iota's cold words echoed in my mind, despite my best efforts to dismiss them. Alongside were the haunting images I had seen. Standing amongst the flowers, I tilted my head upward, consumed by the surrounding scents, allowing my anger and desires to dissipate. It was in the gardens that Kin found me once more.

"Back here again?" I remained silent until I felt something warm and soft press against me - arms encircling my waist. The young, agile ninja rested her head against my right shoulder, her gray hair tickling me as it brushed against my skin.

"...Why are you here, Kin?"

"To comfort you," she whispered. "Is that not okay?"

"Did you know? About Akane?"

Kin remained silent for a moment too long. In a fury, I began to remove her arms from around me. Suddenly, her voice emerged, harsh and rushed. "I-I couldn't say! Whenever I tried, the words just wouldn't come out. I'm sorry, please forgive me! I-I hate seeing you in pain, Jinnosuke. I thought if you knew the truth about that girl..." I allowed her embrace to linger a little longer, doing my best to control my anger and take in the warmth of her body, the roundness of her curves. Kin never intended to hurt me, she was my shadow... I believed her, but that didn't make it right for her to lie or hide the truth.

"It was MY truth to know."

She had to understand that. I wouldn't curse at my bodyguard and friend, drive her away, or hit her. I wouldn't do anything I wouldn't want done to myself. I simply detached myself, turned to face her, held her chin in one hand, tilted her face up, and looked deeply into her bright cerulean eyes. "From now on, you'll tell me everything I deserve to know. Your feelings on the matter are irrelevant. You can't protect me from pain or the truth. I am the future head of the Yukihiro Branch, and you are my servant. Don't ever hide anything from me again... or I genuinely won't forgive you."

Kin's vivid blue eyes widened, and she nodded slowly as she licked her lips. "Understood, Jin... um... Then I should tell you the real reason I'm here... our mothers have returned. They sent me to... to fetch you."

"Ah, so comforting me was just an extra task you decided to take on. Or maybe that was an order, too." I couldn't keep the coldness out of my voice.

"Jinnosuke- forgive me-"

"Don't bother, let's go."

As I re-entered the house Kin kept pace with me, her kunoichi mask slipped back up to hide her pretty face. In truth, I was still furious with her, but I kept it all buried inside; the true source of my anger was not Kin, but her mother Eri, my own mother, and Akane. As I entered, Asahi came hurrying up to me. There were about eleven unfamiliar kimono-clad figures walking about, most of them very old men with long, flowing facial hair, mustaches and beards aplenty beneath dark, sunken eyes. The Ayano family, the relatives of my fiance, Setsuna Ayano. Absolutely no Pokemon were present.

"Jin! I expected you to be ready and waiting in your room…" She said harshly, then brushed her own words away, "but that's alright, you're here now… let's go to your room. We must prepare you."

I raised a brow, glancing down at myself. "Am I not ready as is?"

"Of course not! I bought you entirely new clothes for tonight. Your outfit, it's quite nice, but not nearly enough."

Was anything ever enough for Mother? But I just sighed, followed after her as she led me upstairs to my bedroom. When the door clicked shut behind me, I was shocked when I was suddenly slammed against the wall. I made a strangled sound as an arm locked around my throat, trapping my oxygen, choking me.

"You humiliated your mother. The articles are already coming out about "another wayward son" from the Yukihiro's. I'm going to be watching your every movement tonight," Eri growled in my ear, and the last part she said in a very low, gentle whisper, "I won't hesitate to break your knees so you can't run away~ so be a man from this moment on, or I'll force you to be."

"Let him go, he gets the point," Mother said softly, shaking her head. All her facial make-up had been wiped off. "I can't believe you did that, Jin. I was trying to help you."

'No, you were trying to destroy me.'

But I didn't say that. Just lowered myself to my knees, pressing my forehead to the floor in submission. "Please forgive me! I'm the man of the household, I won't forget that again!"

The two older women were utterly silent…

"Eri, get him dressed. I'm going to finish arrangements with his bride's parents."

The curvy servant nodded. I don't know what I expected, an acknowledgement of my begging, an acceptance of my apology, pride that I was taking responsibility for my emotions, but Mom merely stared down at me. She resented me, resented what I'd done to her reputation tonight. She was wordless as she walked out of my room, leaving me on the floor on my knees.

I decided, then and there, that I'd never get on my knees like this again for anyone… I moved to stand up when a foot slammed into my back, knocking me fully to the ground. I landed on my chest, face smashing into my carpet. I winced as the foot on my back held me firmly down. "Eri," I snapped, enraged, "let me go."

"Mmm. I'm not like my daughter. I don't care that you're the future head of anything, I don't care that you're her last decent child. You're not a man."

I trembled with rage.

"Get up," she ordered, finally lifting her foot.

I forced myself up in a second, glowering at the tall, silver-haired woman who I truly despised. Her beautiful face was soiled by her sick, twisted smile. She loved to dominate me, flex her power… I grit my teeth, turned my face away, as she came close… and began to strip my clothes from my frame.

"Your mother has left me in charge of... preparing you. In every way."

As the thick, rigid fabric of my clothing was pulled away, exposing my body, Eri's eyes seemed to shine in the darkness of my bedroom. Her tongue glided across her lips as she took in the sight of my bare chest and arms. The clothes dropped into a pile at my feet, and I instinctively reached down to cover my crotch, which was still covered by underwear, but Eri forcefully pushed my hands away.

"Act like a man! You're alone with a woman right now, and she's undressing you. Do you really think your mother chose me for this task without a reason?"

I stared at her, shocked by the implication of her words. "... My... My mother wants me to... to do things with you?"

Suddenly, my face burned with pain as my cheek was flung to one side. Then, Eri slapped me again. "'Do things with me?'" She said in a mocking voice, "You really are a pathetic little pussy. Try again."

My entire body became inflamed with the desire to retaliate, I spat out, "My mother wants me to fuck someone as worthless as you? Is that it?"

"Something like that," Eri exhaled, and I could tell that my aggressive words excited her. She held me by the shoulders and pushed me towards the bed. As I reached about halfway there, I grabbed her wrist. She moaned as I forced her down, panting. Eri was undeniably beautiful, sprawled out on my mattress, but I despised her.

"I'm not going to sleep with you," I said coldly. "Wasn't violating me with your foot enough this morning?" I narrowly avoided a kick aimed towards my groin. I stumbled backwards and reached for the nearby bedside table. I expected her to get up, slap me, or even release a Pokémon, but instead, she just smiled and remained on my bed.

"You're not leaving this room until you paint my insides with your cum, boy." The curvaceous woman hissed, "so how about you make it easy for both of us. Embrace those lovely urges in your body, come to me… come, Jin." She spread both her arms wide. "You'll enjoy it, I promise."

"No. I don't believe my mother would want me to taint my seed with a commoner like you right before my marriage." Her eyes widened, and I realized I struck a weak spot… "So… dress me and let me go. Or I'll run out there naked and confront Mom, right in front of everyone."

It was clear that Eri didn't expect me to continue rebelling. However, I had no desire for her. The fact that her silver hair looked radiant in the pale light coming through my window and that she had an amazing, curvy body that I would normally find enticing in my lonely moments, didn't matter at all. None of that mattered. It was already difficult enough that I had to lose my virginity to this future wife of mine, someone I was about to meet for the first time. Eri wasn't going to take anything away from me, especially not my manhood.

Eri stood up slowly, her actions deliberate and filled with a mix of anger and frustration. I could still feel the sting on my face from her slap, a sharp reminder of the tension between us. Despite the pain, I remained still, not wanting to further provoke her. As she made her way across the room, her steps echoing in the silence, she picked up the clothes that were meant for me to wear that evening. It was an intimate act, dressing me herself, as if asserting control over every aspect of my life. The rage never left her dark blue eyes. She hated being denied, and I couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter was far from over. There was an unspoken tension hanging in the air, an invisible thread connecting us, pulling us closer despite the animosity. As Eri continued to dress me, her hands moving with a mixture of gentleness and urgency, I couldn't help but wonder if Mom truly had given her the task to sleep with me, or if she'd just taken it on herself.

Both possibilities disturbed me.


I looked exceptional; my mother was right that the first outfit just wouldn't have been sufficient. My black montsuki, adorned with various pale symbols representing eternal life and happiness, fit me perfectly. It was tailor-made, and I had never looked as good as I did at that moment. Eri styled my hair, brushing my fine rice-colored locks back, and applied a bit of powder to hide my eye-bags and the red mark on my cheek. Once she finished, she escorted me downstairs. We walked through hallway after hallway until we reached the center of the house. Two grand doors led to the central room, where I could hear the sounds of celebration and discussion.

My future wife awaited me just beyond the imposing wooden doors. As we neared the entrance, my heart raced at an alarming pace. Everything seemed to be unfolding in a whirlwind. Honestly, I wasn't fully prepared for this moment. I began to tremble and shake... Suddenly, Eri hissed and grabbed my arm, swiftly turning me to face her.

"I gave you the chance to become a man. You refused. So stop shuddering like a little girl about to wet her pants. It's just a woman you're about to meet, your woman. You're going to fuck her, impregnate her, and most of her family is on the other side too... the way you hold yourself matters. You're going to be the head of her household, so don't you dare walk in there trembling with fear. Make a good impression from the start. Do you understand me?"

I disliked the way Eri spoke to me, but it wasn't entirely without reason. Observing the seriousness in her expression, I nodded slowly and closed my eyes, attempting to steady my breathing. At that moment, Eri held my face and kissed me.

"Release all your anxiety, use me... let it be replaced by excitement," she whispered against my lips.

Why did Eri desire me so intensely?

This time, I didn't resist her. I kissed her back forcefully... and discovered that she has much to offer. As I pressed my lips against hers and my tongue explored her mouth, all the panic started to fade away, replaced by a deep hunger. In this moment, Eri's mouth belonged to me, and if this was any indication of my future encounters with my fiancé, then I shouldn't be trembling, fearful of what lies ahead... Instead, I should embrace it, with pride and confidence. Reaching down, Eri's hand found me hard and wanting.

"Mmmm, your dick's big and hard for me, you're finally ready to be with a woman." I kept kissing her. "Enough," Eri moaned, pulling away. "Now you see the truth. You're not some abandoned, worthless object just because that stupid girl chose your brother over you. You're a man, a real one, because you're here unlike your brothers… Akane was never deserving of you... but the woman you're about to meet? She just might be... so, are you ready now?"

"Yes."

Nodding, the ninja dressed in dark clothing stepped forward and pushed open the doors.

A hush spread across the room as Eri and I entered; the ninja melted off into the shadows. On one side of the room was my family, about twenty of them, great uncles and cousins, my aunt, many others; my mother was performing a tea ceremony, attending to Lady Setsuna's family members who were all separated from mine on the right side of the room.

Asahi went from place to place, offering the delicate, beautiful cups, which they gratefully accepted. At the front of her family... could only be Lady Setsuna. One of the most gorgeous pieces of clothing I'd ever seen was wrapped around her slender form... the dark sash of her pale kimono flowing downwards, landing in a pool at her bent knees. She had her hands placed before her on a small wooden table. I wish I could have known what she looked like, but unfortunately, I couldn't see my fiancé's face clearly. The older woman, who was wearing an elegant mask, had her entire head covered. The mask, which was connected to a dark shawl that hid her hair away, was made of delicate porcelain, was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, with intricate patterns and exquisite details. It was almost eerie, the mouth part half a smile on one side, a frown on the other. I shivered a little as I entered, and her gaze turned toward me. Eyes hidden within deep eyeholes covered by a gray-black semi-translucent gauze; I only knew Setsuna was looking at me because of the odd, mechanical motion as her head tilted in my direction.

My mother gracefully handed over the responsibility of the tea ceremony to a distant relative of mine, ensuring that everything would be taken care of. She then approached me with a warm smile and guided me to the designated spot at the table, which happened to be directly across from Setsuna. As she whispered softly in my ear, her words filled me with a sense of pride and confidence. "You look absolutely dashing, my dear and devoted son," Asahi Yukihiro purred. "I have complete faith in you. Take a deep breath and embrace this moment, for tonight belongs to you."

I curled my legs and sat up straight, trying to appear proper. Mom wandered off after giving my shoulder a squeeze, going back to attend to Setsuna's family members. It was just Setsuna and me at the table. Should I say hi? Should I wait for her to greet me first? Eri's voice echoed in my head, urging me to be a man, so I quickly spoke up, "I've heard many things about you. I'm excited to finally speak with you."

"The feeling is mutual, Jinnosuke Yukihiro," she replied, momentarily leaving me unable to think. I had never heard a voice so captivating before. It was strong, melodious, and flowed like a river... I had an overwhelming desire to lean over and remove her mask. I wondered if she was as beautiful as her voice. "I've been waiting eighteen years."

Eighteen years… that was right. The day I was born was the day I'd been promised to her. A shiver of dread ran through me. "R-right. Well, um, won't you tell me about yourself?"

"Mother," the masked woman said loudly, "I believe my betrothed is nervous. Some sake."

An old lady, rather pretty but very withered, hurriedly brought a bottle of the stuff to the table. She set it down, along with two small cups, and Setsuna placed one near me, the other by her hand. With an elegance I couldn't begin to describe, Setsuna raised the bottle, and poured us both a cup of sake. She bowed her head.

"Just one of the many comforts I hope to offer you in the years to come. Allow that sake, the richest you can find in Kanto, to warm your throat and heart."

I'd never drank alcohol before, but found it incredibly pleasant. Incredibly rich and sweet it reminded me of my favorite berries. I took a long, solid pull, and set the little cup down. The burn in my throat was delightful, just as she'd said it would be. I couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you," I said shyly, "now… I'd like to get to know you."

"Ask me anything you'd like." A million questions hit me all of a sudden, so many that I didn't know where to start. Tilting her head, Lady Setsuna giggled, and gestured to the sake cup. "Drink, and then ask the first thing that comes to mind."

The age gap between us, more than 15 years, was clear in her ability to soothe me with mere words. I took her advice, took another drag, and asked, boldly, "Do you ever take your mask off?"

Utter silence filled the room, then a gasp of horror from Setsuna's withered old mother. She moved to comfort my future partner, but Setsuna raised a gloved hand, shaking her head. She gently lowered it, curled her fingers with mine.

"For you I will, if you prove yourself worthy of seeing me. Thank you for asking. Now, I will ask you something. Where do you see yourself in a few years, ten, twenty?"

I rarely planned for the future, Mother did all that for me… but I suppose I could mention my hopes and dreams. If I couldn't, what was the point of marrying her? "I want to have a few kids, a good job. I'd like as many Pokemon as I can catch, to go on a journey at some point, however small."

"How delightful. I have never been outside of Kanto, but there are many beautiful places around the world. Perhaps we will take this journey together one day."

She was over thirty, and had never left Kanto? My eyes widened.

She seemed to sense my disturbance, because she continued, "I have always taken my family responsibility very seriously. With a man at my side, I have no doubt the burden will be eased. The same way yours will be."

It seemed her family wasn't much different from mine. I was suddenly hyper-aware of all the hawkish, wary eyes locked onto us from all sides: all our relatives were tearing apart our interactions in their minds. Some of the men on her side looked at me in disgust; it was clear they didn't see me as worthy of her, and yet she was mine. I took another drink of sake, and firmly took both her hands in mine.

"I would love to see the world with you." A slight murmur scattered about the room, but I ignored it, as it was my turn to ask questions. "Have you ever been with another man?"

"I am pleasantly surprised that you would ask me such a thing… I have never taken a man to my bed. The only males in my life are my uncles and grandfather. I am unsoiled."

My face burned. "I-I didn't mean to imply that you ever… u-uhm, I just wondered if you've ever fallen in love before. Or if I'm going to be-"

"You will be my first, and last, love."

The truth was, I only asked because I was suddenly thinking about Akane, and how she'd betrayed me. Her words were such a comfort that I almost teared up. True, fierce loyalty seemed to emit from her musical, calm voice; if it was true then she'd actually waited eighteen years to have me in her bed, to have me by her side. Akane couldn't even wait for me to figure shit out with my family!

"How do you see Pokemon? Your mother is a traditionalist. As is my family, but I am not. I see things very differently."

"I think Pokemon are cool, same thing with battling, but… I don't know." I only answered that way because my mother was giving me a harsh, warning look.

Setsuna squeezed my hands. "The real answer? Please? Ignore the presence of our parents, they no longer matter. Tomorrow, we belong to each other. Honesty is most important."

That seemed to shock everyone around us. I burst into laughter, felt freed. Perhaps she felt the same. "Then… fuck traditionalism! I just can't see Pokemon as tools or pets. I hope to one day have many Pokemon friends."

A sharp chorus of gasps. I had just scandalized my mother, second time today. Our parents glanced at each other, shared quiet words Setsuna and I couldn't hear, but just as my future wife suggested… I ignored it all. Mom had said it herself. Tomorrow, I would belong to another woman, I'd belong to Setsuna. So, I'd just be honest about everything.

"I feel much the same. You will become the head of my household upon marriage. I look forward to the abolishment of many of our family's rules. Together, perhaps we can change their minds."

"Doubtful… but you saying this… it comforts me in a way you couldn't possibly understand."

"The Yukihiro's are not known for their empathy to the Pokemon cause, the same way my own family isn't." Setsuna and I raised our sake, clicked cups, and drained the rich liquor. By now, a pleasant warmth had taken hold of my entire body. She poured us both a second round.

"May I ask how old you are?"

"Ask me anything. Jinnosuke, I am 33, but I assure you that I am still fertile. I hope that my age doesn't bother you…"

"It doesn't. Age is just a number or something, right?" I was slightly bothered by it, but I hid my emotions with a laugh.

The remainder of the evening unfolded with ease. Hours slipped by, marked by four cups of sake and numerous conversations. Lady Setsuna was a remarkably intelligent woman. Despite her sheltered life in Kanto, her knowledge was profound. Our discussion revealed her unexpected deep affection for mons. Although Setsuna held many traditional beliefs, especially when it came to the government, and she was all too happy to talk about this, she was not a true radical like my mother, which had been my most significant concern. I feared marrying someone like Asahi Yukihiro, devoid of love for other species inhabiting the earth.

A bell toll signaled the end of our meeting, to my slight disappointment.

"I think... I'm really looking forward to our future together, Setsuna," I confessed boldly as we both rose.

Her voice radiated warmth as she responded, "I am too. " She moved toward me.

Setsuna was shorter than me by a few inches, around 5, 6. I stared down into her masked face as she embraced me. I wrapped my arms around her as well, and was shocked when she seemed to melt into me, gasping softly. I realized, then and there, that this woman had truly never been touched by a man before. Shocked, I felt a rush of pure, primal excitement. She was mine, entirely mine; my touch alone made her shudder. I embraced her more firmly, kissed the mouth of her mask, much to the shock of all our family members. With a jolt, we pulled away. I watched as she composed herself, her mask hiding any trace of her emotions. But I felt it… she wanted me. Had truly been waiting for me, and was ready to finally get her well-earned reward at the altar tomorrow.

"Goodbye, Jinnosuke. Tomorrow I am yours… I will be thinking about you all night, I have no doubt... One last thing… happy birthday. It would make me very happy if you would consider me your present, for it's the way I see you…" Her voice was surprisingly shy, and I smiled and nodded at her as she was led through the double-doors, along with the rest of her family. Once they were all departed, my mother leading them away, Eri sighed and threw herself down on the cushion seat Setsuna had just been sitting on.

The silver-haired ninja offered me a smirk. "Well, that went better than expected," she commented, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "She seems quite taken with you, Jinnosuke." I nodded, unable to suppress the grin spreading across my face. "Are you excited to lose your virginity to her tomorrow?"

I didn't expect that question.

"Of course you are." She reached over and grabbed the bottle of sake, draining it herself. "I'm so happy for you, Jin."

Somehow, I got the vibe that wasn't true. "Really? Surprised you don't want to tie me down yourself."

She laughed, a harsh, biting sound. "Don't flatter yourself, Jinnosuke. You're not my type. You rejected me, I know how to take a hint," she said, a hint of mockery in her voice. Her eyes were filled with mirth as she took another sip of sake. Despite her playful words, I could see a hint of something more in her gaze, true envy. Eri, the fierce and independent ninja, who never missed a chance to torment or tease me, was also a woman who had her own desires and dreams. But she was always good at hiding them behind her tough exterior.

"I'm just playing with you, Jinnosuke," she said, breaking the silence with her malice-filled voice, "I'm truly happy. She seems like such a good match for you, and she's not a commoner. I'm sure it'll be a real honor to lose your virginity to a high-and-mighty woman like her. Well, you better get some rest," Eri suggested, standing up and stretching her arms. "Tomorrow is going to be a long day."

As she left the room, I found myself alone with my thoughts. The excitement of the day had started to wear off, replaced by a deep sense of anticipation. Tomorrow was going to be a new beginning, a new chapter in my life. And I found myself looking forward to it more than I had ever imagined.


As I lay alone in the moonlit solitude of my room, my happiness left, and sleep eluded me. I tossed and turned, plagued by a restlessness I couldn't escape. Mother hadn't bothered coming to say goodnight, or to offer any advice or comforts regarding Lady Setsuna and my marriage tomorrow. Her absence spoke volumes; I knew she was seething with fury in her own bedroom. Her anger stemmed from my unexpected show of gentleness towards mons, and of course earlier today. I should've never confessed my personal political beliefs to Setsuna, the sentiments Asahi Yukihiro had never shared nor understood. I had tainted what was supposed to be our final day together, casting a shadow over what should have been a day of celebration. Yet... it was not Mom that dominated the landscape of my thoughts.

It was Akane, the girl who had unwittingly become the epicenter of my turmoil. The disturbing sight of her locked in an intimate lip-lock with Hitogachi was burned into my mind. It was an image that seemed to have taken up permanent residence, haunting me with its unwelcome presence. The echo of their kiss reverberated through me, a constant and cruel reminder of a reality that I didn't want to accept. Every blink brought forth the vivid imagery, an unyielding torment that gnawed at my sanity. Even the darkness of my room seemed to be mocking me, shaping itself into their intertwined figures. But, the dread didn't last.

The memories and shame from my birthday started to fade away as rest pressed itself at the edge of my mind. The chilly surface of my pillow was soft, silken against my cheek, my blankets as much a warm prison as this household. Setsuna… Setsuna would never betray me with my brother, had kept herself chaste for me, and had waited patiently for me to come of age. The masked woman made sleep come with ease.

I was about to fall asleep when I was suddenly aware of a sound, a motion, the pressing inward of my mattress as a weight joined me on the bed. But, I couldn't even react in time before a pair of small, naked breasts pushed against my back. A hand snaked around, touched my bare belly, wandering lower.

"Eri?" I gasped, and instantly knew I was wrong.

The hand stilled. "It's Kin."

I expected her to be pissed that I'd mistaken her for her mother, was shocked she'd even press herself up against me in this way.

"What the- what are you doing?" I wanted to push her away, but that desire faded when her hand snaked under my boxer shorts. She grabbed hold of my manhood, limp but rapidly hardening. Her hand was so hot, the skin soft as can be. Gripping me firmly, Kin started jerking me up and down steadily.

'Fuck, that feels amazing...'

"What I've always wanted to… before I can't anymore. Do you want me to stop?"

"..."

"Jin…"

"... Don't stop," I said gently, hesitantly, even though I should've told her to get out of here. Instead, I started to rock into her motions, groaning as I grew to full hardness in her hands. Her hand motions didn't cease, her excited sounds making everything even better. In seconds I was groaning, pre-cum soaking the sides of my dick and head, and Kin gasped as she ran her thumb along the swollen, messy head.

"You're so ready for me… lay on your back, Jin."

Breathing heavily, I did as told. She peeled my boxer-shorts off… and clambered into my lap. Now that I was no longer turned away from her, I could see that Kin was entirely naked. I'd never seen her body before, and I was shocked by feminine, how beautiful it really was. Perfect little tits, capped by pretty, perky nipples. I leaned over and sucked on one, eyes skimming the rest of her frame. Underneath her toned stomach, her sex was on full display. She'd been naked when she climbed into my bed. She was dripping for me, excited just by touching me, and I felt that as she rubbed her genitals into mine, smearing her slick along the side of my cock. In seconds, my crotch was soaked in her juices, shimmering in the pale moonlight that crept through the window.

"Remember… I-I asked you if you wanted me to stop."

She pushed herself down on me, spread her thighs apart, flinched when the head of my dick pushed into her messy folds. It was a tight squeeze… I tried to assist, working my hips in a circle, and she moaned as the first few inches sunk in. When I started to thrust, she slammed my hands down on either side of me.

"No. I have to do this."

The wet slap of skin on skin was undeniable. Cock sunk into a tight, delicious heat, one I never wanted to leave, I was only aware of Kin. The sweet, vague scent of her was everywhere, her silken silver locks brushing against my face as she rose and fell. Slow at first, and then as she began to drip and squeeze, faster. Her mouth against my ear was soft as can be, and she moaned, body shuddering.

"I've always wanted this-" Her voice said, filling the silence of my room in between wet, slick noises; I grit my teeth, groaned. Throbbing, twitching, I wanted to let everything out inside her already. I'd never been with a woman, only my hand, and rarely that; biting back my orgasm I did everything I could to keep meeting her gentle rocking motions, thrusting deep up into her. It was worth it not cumming, just for her reactions; whenever I moved into her like that, Kin's eyes widened, and she bit into my shoulder to trap her noises away, her womanhood flexing and desperately trying to wring me dry. "Always," she whispered again. "I love you."

Those three words echoed in my mind; and suddenly guilt was hitting me from all sides. She claimed she'd always desired me, but I had only ever wanted one person. I loved Kin as a sister, as a friend, but when she looked down at me, face ablaze with emotion, I saw something far more potent, intoxicating staring back. She truly was in love with me, in a way that I could probably never understand; this was a girl that had made an oath to die for me. I never knew that her loyalty, her feelings for me, extended to wanting to be lovers with me…

'I can't let this go on. I have to pull out, I can't… I can't sleep with her under this premise. It would be cruel. I've never imagined doing this sort of thing with her… I-I'm leading her on, aren't I? And yet… yet she threw herself at me, so it's okay… right?'

"Mmm, Jin, Jin please don't stop giving it to me," she moaned softly, "you're doing so good…"

Her praise set fire to my guilt, and in seconds I had our positions flipped; Kin was on her back now, her curtains of hair a dark silver pool beneath her head. Gripping her left hip with one hand, I placed the other on her thigh, steadied myself, pounded harshly up into her… she'd been enjoying herself before, but this was different. We both felt it; I was fucking her now. She wasn't just riding me, draining me, I was going to give her my everything, Breathing ragged, selfish male desire banished all my emotional sensibilities. Excuses, doubts, new desires started to bloom in me like the many flowers in my family's garden… overrunning the precious emotions I felt for Akane. My loyalty to my childhood friend melted away into the hot, delicious reality of Kin's insides. Kin shook her hips, rolled her crotch in a slow, hungry circle, squeezing tight around me.

"Kin! P-Please don't regret this… I couldn't bear it…"

Her pale-moon face, sapphire eyes aglitter, looked lovely; she smiled. "I could never regret you."

I froze. 'When she looks at me like that, I can't remember why we shouldn't be doing this…'

"Okay. Then spread your legs for me… and don't look away from my eyes. I want to look into your eyes while I make love to you. Is that alright, Kin… if it's too much to ask-"

"Jin! Shut up." Her arms wrapped around my neck. "Nothing… nothing would make me happier than that." For some reason, when she stared into my face her eyes were full of tears. "However you want it, that's how it'll be… because I really do love you, even if…"

"Even if what?"

She looked like she desperately wanted to say something, then she shook her head. "It's nothing… I promise. Don't worry." Kin pushed her thighs as wide as they could go, and looking down I was granted the lovely vision of my tan cock pounding into her, stretching her pretty pink insides. I wanted to be the type of guy that was gentle and lasted a long time during his first time, but I just couldn't hold myself together after seeing how good Kin and I looked combined. As our bodies slammed together, my dick surging deep up into her, I lost control of myself entirely. I ravaged her without a care in the world, hips moving so fast that she began to wince, trembling beneath me… but I didn't let up, couldn't. I was chasing my orgasm which hovered at the edge of my mind.

"That's it, Jin," Kin said between gasps of pain and ecstasy, loving gaze locked on mine. "Use me… that's all I'm good for. I'm yours." I hated that she said that, and yet it turned me on! Those words were all I needed to get pushed over the edge. Her legs locked around my ass as I tried to move away.

"K-Kin, let me pull out," I groaned desperately, and she shook her head.

"I can't. I'm sorry."

"Fuck! Oh fuck!" Then I was cumming in a girl for the first time… she shuddered, and her womanhood seized around me as she came too.

"Mmm! Jin! Jin!" It was heaven. Pure heaven. My melted brain became incapable of coherent thought as I drenched her insides with thick ropes of cum, bucking my hips and groaning heavily. Her pussy squeezed tight around me, inner walls trembling. She was milking every drop of cum out of me, desperate for more. After I was done, I collapsed on top of her, exhausted. As I cradled her in my arms, I wondered what this meant. Why had she…? I tried to kiss her, but she turned her face away.

"Don't!... Forgive me," Kin's voice was but a gentle whisper, a murmur that echoed softly in my ear. She was breathing heavily, "One day… I beg you, please, find it in your heart to forgive me. I truly love you, more than anyone else ever will. I love you more than Akane ever did, more than Setsuna ever will, and that's the truth. The only truth that matters…"

Her plea for forgiveness, combined with her love confession, perplexed me, and with a furrowed brow, I inquired, "Forgive you? For what?" I longed to understand her, to unravel the mystery that she had become. "We just talked about keeping secrets this morning, Kin. You can tell me anything. You promised you would. So, why are you talking like that?"

Despite my question, she offered no response, no explanation. Her silence hung in the air between us, a tangible void that only served to deepen the enigma. After what felt like an eternity, but was merely a few fleeting minutes, she carefully pulled herself from under me. "Happy birthday, Jinnosuke." Kin dressed with a measured calmness, each movement deliberate and filled with a strange kind of resignation. And then, without another word, she departed from my room.

It was in that moment, enveloped by the deafening silence and the lingering traces of her presence, that I truly understood what it meant to be alone. Never before had I experienced such a profound sense of loneliness. I kept reliving the second she turned her pretty little mouth away from me, denying me a kiss, the pain in her eyes. Kin told me to use her, and yet somehow, I was the one who felt used.

At some point, I fell asleep. My dreams were anything but peaceful.