Welp, here it is. Finally delivered the world's first MHXX x Shirou smut. Frankly the fact it took this long is heretical but what can ya do. And for those that still keep track, that means we are finally getting back to Lalter. Wooooooooooo!

Honestly I feel bad for neglecting my very first fic for this long. So Imma probably go on a bit of a Lalter spree. 2-3 chapters at least before I write something else again.

Anyways, hope you enjoy.

The sound of Shinais whacking against each other echoed out in the Emiya residence's dojo room. Inside were none other than Emiya Shirou and Saber, or as was her true name, Artoria Pendragon.

Despite the war being over, they continued their training diligently. Both out of wishing to prepare for whatever may come in the future as well as simply because they enjoyed it.

All those weeks ago, they had feared that they would never be able to experience it again. Saber was by all means supposed to vanish from this world upon the war's conclusion.

And yet, she didn't. With Avalon back in her possession, she was protected from the grail mud when it tried to consume her. Protected from all its effects except for one. Reincarnation.

A miracle if they were being honest, and one they were going to be thankful for for as long as they live.

Narrowly dodging a strike from Saber's shinai, Shirou moves in for a counterattack. Deciding to try and capitalize on the opportunity given to him, he switches to holding his weapon with only one hand, freeing up the other.

Firing up his circuits, he is holding another shinai in his free hand a mere moment later. With this he begins his assault, not failing to notice the momentary surprise in Saber's eyes.

She is forced to fall back into pure defense, taking steps back as she blocks each of his strikes.

Seeing her on the backfoot filled Shirou with determination to push harder. And just as he started to see the path to victory, Saber had finally adjusted.

Punishing his overzealous offensive, she swiftly turned the tables. As Shirou was struggling to recover, he swore her current assault felt far more ferocious than usual.

And when she finally broke his defense and delivered a strike to his side, he was sent instantly to the floor. His body rolled and slid all the way until he hit the wall with his back. And unfortunately, it was his head that was on the floor while his legs dangled in the air.

"Ow." He croaked out before his body twisted and landed his legs on the floor.

Saber simply put the tip of her shinai on the floor as she looked at him.

Shirou returned her look as he massaged his side. "Well, that didn't quite work out as I hoped."

"If I may ask Shirou, where did you learn that?" She asked him.

"Oh, I actually tried to mimic what I saw Archer doing before... well, before Lancer found me. Two swords do just feel natural to me for some reason." He explained as he dispelled the projected shinai.

"Is that so?" Saber's eyes narrowed. "Well, I am glad you are finding a style that suits you better."

Despite her words, Shirou had a suspicion she wasn't all that happy. "Ummm, Saber, are you angry?" he believes jealous would be more accurate, but he'd rather not push her buttons.

"I know not what you mean Shirou." She said, flicking her face away from him. Yeah... she was jealous.

He chuckled lightly before getting up. "I guess that's enough for today anyways. Are you hungry for dinner, Saber?" And while Saber's face doesn't react directly, Shirou is still clued in by the way her ahoge started wagging excitedly.

"Dinner would be welcome right about now." She said, embarrassment laced in her tone.

As it was just the two of them tonight, he didn't have to bother making more food than for two people. Of course, accounting for the fact that one of those two people was Saber. He does wonder if Saber's appetite will one day force him to tap into the money Kiritsugu left him.

Regardless, he goes to the kitchen to prepare dinner and finds Saber to be right behind him, putting on an apron like he was. Soon after the war ended, Saber had asked him to teach her how to cook. Besides basic practicality, it acted as a nice exchange between them regarding teaching. She teaches him how to fight with a sword, he teaches her how to cook.

Surprisingly, teaching her how to handle a knife was tougher than he expected. He thought at least some of those skills with a sword would translate over. But watching her now, while she was no master of the kitchen, he felt she was a competent enough cook. And in no time, he will be able to call her an excellent one as well.

The meal was prepared and placed on the table. They sat down, said "itadakimasu." and enjoyed their meal together. It was a quiet ordeal. A few notes about the food for the future, but otherwise they spoke little.

By the time they finished eating, it was still a bit too early to head to bed just yet. As such, they had to find something to occupy themselves with. And luckily for them, a movie was on TV at the moment. And it was from a franchise Saber had become rather fond of since discovering it.

Star Wars, a tale from a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.

And Shirou had to admit, he was never going to get tired of seeing Saber get absolutely enraptured by the fight scenes.

Finally, it was time for bed. As the credits were rolling down the screen, Shirou yawned. Saber, who had cuddled up to him, was snapped out of the movie and realized just how late it was.

In the darkness of the night, they made their way to their now shared bedroom, dressed for bed and snuggled into the large futon.

"Good night, Saber." Shirou said with his face buried in the back of her neck.

"Good night, Shirou."

And with that, sleep overtook them both.

And that's when shit gets weird.

Shirou groaned as sleep escaped him. Instead of the warm and soft comfort of his futon, his face was laying on something cold and hard. He opened his eyes and found himself… in a room. Not his room, just an empty room with a metal table in the middle and two chairs. One of which he was sitting on. There was only one entrance to the room, a door that didn't seem to have any obvious handle and was definitely too thick and hard for him to get through with force.

"What the…?" The word confusion was an understatement for what Shirou was feeling at the moment. And he was yet to notice that his hands were handcuffed.

Moments later, the door was opened. And it was definitely no normal door as he watched it slide upwards with a hiss. However, the futuristic door was the last thing on his mind as he watched who stepped inside.

It was Saber... at least, he thinks it's Saber. This Saber was, to put it lightly, different. The most noticeable thing was her clothing, or to be more specific, the lack of it. A simple white bikini with blue edges. Perfectly normal for a trip to the beach, but last time he checked it wasn't something you just wear anywhere.

And then there was that jacket, if you can even call it one. It was just a pair of sleeves connected together that also covered up her neck. But the main body was completely exposed, which you would think is the part you want to cover the most when wearing a jacket.

Besides that, she was also wearing a pair of thick high heels and a blue cap on her head. The cap was in particular interesting with the golden designs on it reminding him of Avalon. Also, somehow, her ahoge was poking through the cap.

She wasn't looking at him directly, as she was looking down into some kind of file. But he could still see her eyes and notice they seemed different from normal. He couldn't tell if they were green or blue.

And, as respectfully as he possibly can, he notices her body is also different. It was more mature. Saber's body had been prevented from aging past the age of 15 due to Caliburn and Avalon. But the Saber before him had a figure of an adult woman, a very well developed woman.

"Emiya Shirou." She called his name as she sat down in the other chair opposite to him.

Snapping himself out of his stunned state, Shirou spoke. "Uhhh, Saber? Is that you? What is going on here?"

Finally, she looks at him. Surprise and confusion in her eyes. "Hm? Oh, of course it's me. I am the one and only Saber after all. Artoria Pendragon." Only for her to recover into a look of confidence, slight smugness even. Quite uncharacteristic for the Saber he knew.

"Anyways, Shirou. You have been arrested due to suspicion of your connection to a Saber." She said with a tone that seemed utmost serious. Which was baffling to the redhead as he processed the actual content of her words.

"I… what?" Shirou's mind at the moment struggled to even specify which part he needed clarification on.

"Please do not play dumb. It would be in your best interest to tell me everything you know about the Saber." The Saber look-alike said, seemingly getting… agitated? Shirou couldn't put his finger on it exactly.

"Saber, I have no idea what you are talking about. Just what the hell is going on?!" Shirou yelled out, getting frustrated at this point.

"So, you are unwilling to cooperate. Very well, it seems my hopes have come true. I shall have to resort to a different method of questioning." Saber said as she stood up. And Shirou felt the mood change rather rapidly. The agitation he sensed from the woman earlier was something else entirely. Excitement.

Using her superior strength, she picked him up right off the chair and slung him over her shoulder. "This room shall not do. I require better equipment."

"What are you- WAAAH!" Shirou's question turned into a startled scream as the blonde suddenly bolted out the door and through a series of hallways. For what little Shirou could catch, the place he was in definitely gave him the vibes of some kind of futuristic spaceship.

When they finally stopped, Shirou could once more take in his surroundings in more detail. And unlike the previous room, there was a lot more to observe. It looked like a decently sized hotel room. Although if he was going by the assumption this was a spaceship of some kind, then these would probably be someone's quarters. Most likely "Saber's".

They did still keep up with the futuristic spaceship theme though. Plenty of white and silver. Some high-tech looking appliances, a single person bed, a dining table, coffee table. Nothing luxurious but plenty to live comfortably.

He was still in handcuffs though. So while the change of location was nice, that still sucked. Not that he was going to be giving it much thought for long as he suddenly found himself thrown onto the bed. Now that he thought about it, he should have guessed this is the direction this would take.

Saber jumps on top of him, an excited grin plastered over her face. "Well then, since you are so adamant at not telling me what I want, I shall put your mouth to a better use." She said in between deep breaths. The amount of excitement and lust that was emanating from her was starting to make Shirou feel a little unnerved.

She turned around while on top of him and then planted her behind on top of his face. "Mmmmmmm~" She moaned out as she started to rub herself on his face through the fabric of her panties.

And Shirou, for reasons unknown even to his own mind, after a few moments decided to cooperate. The moans above him heightened the moment he started to eat out the pussy sitting down on him.

With the restless movement of his tongue and her hips, they eventually moved the panties out the way, allowing him to finally plunge his tongue into her depths.

As she was sitting down on him, the differences in her body became even more apparent. Her ass and thighs were more plump than before. But they still had that perfect mix of softness and firmness that he was so familiar with.

With each lap of his tongue, more and more of her juices flowed out. And as he drank it up, he noted the taste being the exact same as his Saber's. Or… was this his Saber? The differences and similarities between the two were mind boggling to put it lightly.

And in the current haze that clouded Shirou's mind, it was for the best to just go along with it for now and figure things out later.

Soon enough, Saber started to shudder atop of him as an orgasm rattled her body. He couldn't see her face, and therefore couldn't see the stupidly happy smile she wore. He merely ate her out, but she already felt like she was melting from how good it all felt.

But being the professional that she was, her recovery was quick. She got off his face, allowing him to breathe once more. She then proceeded to grab him and move him further up the bed. Shirou stared in confusion as to what she was doing. But once she grabbed his still cuffed hands and placed them above his head, it cleared up.

She put the chain of the handcuffs around the headboard of the bed, leaving him unable to use his hands. And while he tugged and shuffled a bit to try and get the cuffs off the headboard, Saber started to strip his pants away.

As her eyes observed his bulge, she couldn't help but lick her lips. And once she removed all the layers of clothing, she couldn't help but stare wide eyed for a second. Just staring at his naked and erect member was making her even wetter than before. She couldn't wait to get a taste of it.

Chuckling nervously, she struggled to keep appearances. Her face now blushing bright red as she placed her hips above his erection. Everything about the current situation was just driving her crazy. Him being in her bed, with his hands restrained no less. His cock, his perfectly chiseled body, his cute face as he stared up at her with a blush of his own.

She plunged down. And the sensations that erupted within her womb were beyond anything she could have mentally prepared herself for. She shuddered as a mini orgasm traveled through her body. And the moment it calmed down, she needed more of it.

Her hips went back up and then slammed right down again. Again and again she bounced on top of him with bliss plastered all over her face. With vigor she chased after the high of another orgasm.

And Shirou, while still getting plenty of pleasure from this ordeal, felt like something was missing. And as he gazed upon the bouncing blonde, it clicked. As those perfect curves of her's bounced and shook around, he realized that he wanted to actually lay his hands on it. But he couldn't. It was maddening.

And as Saber approached her peak, his restraint broke. For a short moment, Saber had registered the sound of metal chains breaking. Stunned confusion now replaced the bliss on her face. "Eh?" And then, like a predator pouncing on its prey, Shirou knocked her off her throne.

She was now pushed down onto the bed under him. Her legs hanging loosely in the air while he held her hands above her head. And then she heard a click, further hearing her panic as she recognized it as the sound of handcuffs locking.

She looked up and just as she feared, it was her hands that were now bound. "Eehhhhhhhhhh?!" Panic completely took over and she couldn't think of anything else but to beg for mercy. But before she could even utter a word, one of his hands grabbed at her breast. The rough groping eliciting a moan. And more of them followed as he started to move his hips into her.

Her other breast was then found to be the target of his mouth as he moved her bra out of the way and started to suck onto her nipple. Causing her to cry out as he vigorously ravaged her like a wild animal.

With each thrust he probed the entrance of her womb. And by now she came a few times already. His unrelenting assault caused her to go from one orgasm straight to building up another one.

Eventually, he let go of her hands and breast so he could move his hands lower. His fingers sunk deep into her ass. He angled her body by lifting her hips, allowing himself to thrust inside her with more force than before. And due to her hands now being free, not counting the cuffs at least, she wrapped them around his neck, pulling him in deeper.

And he gladly accepted her invitation by continuing to ravage her upper body with his mouth. No longer limiting himself to just her breasts as he worked away on her neck and even locked their lips in a few passionate but sloppy kisses.

And finally, his own climax arrived. He slammed deep inside before he started to pump rope after rope of his semen into her womb.

And yet, any hopes for rest were dashed before they could even fester in her mind as he just picked her right up. Still holding her up by her ass, he got off the bed and placed her back right up against a wall. One of her legs was slung over his shoulder, leaving the other one to just barely be able to graze the floor as he started to hammer into her once more.

If she were capable of coherent thought at the moment, perhaps she would have called him a wild beast or even a monster for having this much stamina. But instead, all she could do was moan as he plunged in and out of her pussy. The more he fucked her, the more her body wanted to spasm as it was overwhelmed.

There was simply no slowing down. And despite the cries and how undoubtedly sore she was going to be by the end, she enjoyed it deep down. She didn't want him to stop. She wanted him to keep ravaging her without mercy.

And her wish was being granted with each smashing of their hips together. He even came inside her once already. Enough for the semen to now be slowly dripping out and onto the floor.

And hopefully she was going to get another filling soon.

However, it turns out her next shot would not be delivered up against the wall. Shirou had let her down and then promptly pushed her back onto the bed. This time facing away from him as he mounted her from behind. His entire weight practically laid itself down on top of her as he pushed her down into the mattress.

His hammering began once more, ravaging her body from above. And as she moaned out more and more, he grabbed onto her face, letting two fingers slip into her open mouth.

His grunts were nothing short of animalistic as he made her ass jiggle with each swing of his hips. And they only silenced themselves when he'd crane her head back for a sloppy locking of lips.

She could feel it. He was about to cum. Her walls started to instinctually tighten up in anticipation. And then, with as much force as he could muster he sheathed himself inside her before he came again. Once more, ropes of his cum flooded her womb that made her mind go numb.

As their high died down, things seemed to relax. But it was a brief reprieve. Just like before Shirou was active once again and Saber moaned lazily as he brought her with him.

This time he wanted a taste of another part of her. He sat her down on the floor with her back up against the bed as he pushed his cock in between her breasts. And she made the very helpful decision to help out by squishing them together.

The soft titty valley provided an experience on par with a pussy, especially with their combined juices coating his cock and acting as a lubricant. Up and down he started to move, giving her a good view of how his cock disappeared in between her tits before rising out to kiss her mouth.

And she was nice enough to give it licks and kisses each time it rose up to her. Adding that extra tingle to the already incredible experience Shirou was having. And Saber was frankly just glad her pussy was given a bit of rest finally. Additionally her breasts were tingling all over from having Shirou's cock sandwiched in between them so she was still having plenty of fun while also getting her break.

When he came again, she caught some of it in her mouth. Finally she got to actually taste the juice that has been filling up her pussy this entire time. She didn't catch all of it though. Most of it covered her breasts, her jacket and her face.

When Shirou brought her back up on the bed, her cuffs disappeared into motes of light. Of course, projection. That's where he got them from. And that wasn't the only thing he was getting rid of. Her jacket and bikini were discarded the same way. She wasn't even sure if he got rid of her high heels right there and then or if they fell off previously.

Regardless, Shirou seemed to still be raring to go, and she was more than happy to let him do with her as he pleased. And perhaps try to get one or two over him.

Time was a long forgotten concept for them. By the time they collapsed into the bed with no more energy to keep going, it had to have been hours. It was also finally the time for Shirou to gather his thoughts again. He realized he still had no idea what the hell was happening. But at the moment, he was just too tired. He looked at the sleeping blonde next to him and decided he could figure things out after he got some sleep.

He shut his eyes and welcomed the embrace of the darkness.

Only to then snap them right open again a mere second later as he shot up. He frantically looked around his surroundings and… realized he was back home. Saber was next to him sleeping soundly. Thankfully his sudden jerking awake didn't wake her up as well.

And next was the confusion and odd sense of relief. Turns out it was just one very weird dream. Looking out the window, he noted the sunlight that indicated morning had arrived. And while he should have gotten up to go and make breakfast, he decided against it. Undoubtedly Taiga was going to chew him out for sleeping in later, but right now he just wanted to get some more sleep.

Retreating back under the covers, he hugged Saber from behind, getting a sleepy moan from her. He took in the smell of her hair, enjoying his little heaven.

And then something felt off… As his hands hugged Saber close, he noted something felt different about her. And as he opened his eyes again, he finally noticed the cap next to their futon. Why did he feel it was familiar from somewhere…

But before he could recall exactly, Taiga's voice called out.

"SHIROUUUUU! WHY IS THERE A SPACESHIP IN THE BACKYARD?!"

He blinked.

"Fuck."