WARNING: This story includes mature and sexual elements. This chapter in particular will have some strong masturbation elements. Readers, proceed at your own discretion.

Chapter 2: The Goddess is Really Affectionate (and Depraved)

Okay, so listen. Eugeo isn't necessarily the kind of guy who typically liked to dig his nose into people's private affairs. He knew how uncomfortable it could be if people always tried to snoop in and bother others, so he'd always tried his best not to be too prying either. Respecting their privacy was just a part of respect and courtesy.

But was it really prying if everything happened right in front of him?

Case in point, they'd just been finished with their sword training, now halfway through their first week. They started with the basics such as stance and swinging (and how different it was from swinging an axe with both hands, which was awkward at the start. Thankfully, he'd more or less gotten used to it), before Kirito had taught him several techniques for one-handed swords. And how curious it was that the Aincrad Style had some familiar techniques, though there were even more with multi-hitting combos, making this one of the most unique styles he'd ever heard of.

He had to admit; it wasn't easy. This was something outside of what he'd ever done in his life. It was a promise that, going through with this, he would be expected to fight other people. And just thinking that was an uneasy thought.

But this was the only way. If there was anything that could remotely help him reach Centoria, then he needed to steel his heart and go through with this. And if Kirito and Asuna could help him achieve his dream, then he would make the most of it.

Nevertheless, going back to the topic at hand. With training over, they were about to take a break, which he really could use. Muscles aching and face drenched in sweat, getting some food in him was just what he needed. And goddesses bless her, Asuna had made some simple sandwiches for them to snack on after their training, which they decided they'd only do after they were done with his work for the day. Makes sense. Wouldn't want to accidentally prolong their training and miss out on his calling. And they tasted great! The only thing was...

"Um. Asuna, I have hands. I can feed myself."

"Oh, don't be such a pansy. Just doing you a favour because your hands are really dirty. Go on now, say 'aah'!"

Kirito's face turned a very interesting shade of red, all the way to the tip of his ears. Unable to convince her otherwise, however, the boy closed his eyes and leaned forwards, mouth open. "A-Aah…"

A sandwich flew gently into his mouth, and he bit down, chewing on the delectable selection of meats and vegetables before swallowing. Asuna followed up by dapping at his lips with a kerchief, grinning all the while.

And so was Eugeo. He felt like he was grinning from ear to ear.

Kirito noticed, for his eyes moved over to him and he grumbled: "What?"

"Nothing," he half-said, half-laughed, shaking his head, but still smiling like an idiot. "I'm just enjoying my sandwich. It's really well-made."

"I agree with you on the sandwich bit. But despite knowing that you're an honest kind of guy, I can't help but feel like you're lying."

Oh, he most definitely was. If anything, Eugeo was very busy admiring the sight of Kirito and Asuna being lovey-dovey, despite the former trying hard to cut down on her advances. Asuna, on the other hand, didn't seem to hold any reservations, openly feeding him and wiping his lips and even rubbing her cheek against his like a cat. If she had a tail, he was sure it would be wagging a lot.

Most people would have felt uncomfortable in situations like this. Like, being a third wheel probably sucked beyond anything else. Here this person was sitting, not having a partner of their own, while their friends were busy making out right in front of them. Any reasonable person would be grossed out.

Eugeo, however, had only one thought on his mind; they are so cute together.

'There's no way they're not dating. Or perhaps Asuna's just being really affectionate with him because they used to date, and he can't remember.'

If that was the case, that would be the most heartbreaking thing in the world. He could only imagine what Asuna must be feeling; that the person she loves was now an amnesiac and could not recall a single moment between them. Sure, he still had knowledge of her, but what else? What of the times in their past when they used to train together, or explore the Human Empire?

It scared him. Just imagining how it could have been for him if he ended up forgetting everything about Alice...

And yet, at least the girl didn't mind in the slightest. The fact that she was still looking out after him was a relief for him, and he desperately hoped that it would pay off for the both of them in the end. Maybe they'd actually get together.

"Eugeo, I have the sudden urge to punch you in the face. What are you thinking?"

"Nothing!" He lied, very obviously to even the untrained eye. He might as well have the word 'liar' on his forehead. "What makes you think that?"

"You are eyeing me and Asuna as if you're watching the funniest thing in the world," he growled. "Could you not?"

Okay, maybe he's not doing a good job of hiding it. But with Asuna being as open as she is right now, he felt like he couldn't be blamed in the slightest.

Still, he relented, not willing to continue teasing his best friend even more, lest he implodes out of frustration and embarrassment. That didn't stop him from thinking about their relationship, however, which felt like such a girl thing. Yet here he was, more invested in the possibility of a romance between his two friends than anything else.

'If they were in a relationship, I have a feeling that Asuna would be the one who controls the flow of things. Not to doubt Kirito's manliness, but it just feels like he would always say 'yes' to her every word—even now, she's just feeding him even though he's embarrassed about it. She's just too assertive.'

Somehow, that made sense.

Really, at this point, a relationship between the two would only make more sense than them not in love. And it rubbed him the wrong way when seeing all the boys in the village continuously asking her out. Heck, just this morning when they crossed path with Jink, he'd tried asking her out for a date. She'd declined, obviously, but he'd been stubborn at trying to force the issue.

Kirito stepped in afterwards, requesting firmly that he didn't continue to bother her. Jink hadn't taken that lightly, but backed down after noticing the commotion they were causing—though not without a mean look aimed at the ravenette.

Too bad, Jink. Eugeo was firmly on the Kirito-Asuna ship, and nothing in the world was going to change his mind on that.

Seriously, how could it not be obvious? She literally told everyone that she left her home in Wesdarath and travelled all the way to some far-flung village to reunite with Kirito! Such a decision takes a lot of will, and to willingly leave it all behind because she wanted to stay with him instead? Did that not speak of love greater than anything imaginable?

Urgh. He can't. It was just too adorable, he can't.

Eugeo coughed, reaching for a canteen of water and taking a sip. Okay, calm down there. He didn't need to go overboard and start making things uncomfortable for the both of them. If anything, they were doing pretty well on their own without anyone intervening, so that was what he was going to do too; stand back and merely observe. He firmly believed in them being able to fall in love with one another on their own. And when that happens, he'll be ready to congratulate his best friend.

"Okay, okay. Enough with the handfeeding. If you want, feed Eugeo for a change."

"Whoa, what?" Snapped out of his thoughts, the flaxen-haired boy stared at his best friend with shock. "Are you serious? No way I'm going to ask Asuna for that!"

"Oh yeah? And why not?"

"Because even though we are friends, it's clear as day that she's only comfortable doing that for you. Don't just take it super lightly like that, Kirito. You'll hurt her feelings."

"That's..!" A sigh was expelled. "You're right. I'm sorry, Asuna. I wasn't trying to be insensitive or anything."

"Oh, it's alright. I know that it's embarrassing, and I can tell that I've gone a little too far," chuckled Asuna. "But I just want you to know that Eugeo's right; you're the only one I'll ever do this for. You're important to me, after all."

Kirito groaned into his hands, utterly bested and flustered beyond words. Eugeo and Asuna exchanged thumbs-up.

They truly were perfect for one another.

"So, how were things?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary."

Once upon a time, Selka used to hate that phrase. It denoted normalcy and a lack of excitement, which she felt was something that came as a default with living in Rulid. If only there could be a little more fun around these parts, she told herself. If only there was something much more than what they'd gotten used to.

Well, after the whole fiasco with the goblins, she felt like she had enough excitement in her life. This peace right here? Yeah, she was pretty good with it. If it meant never having to feel as helpless as before and not coming close to lose all her friends because of her stupidity, then she could live with this peace for the rest of her life.

Setting up the massive bowl of chicken congee on the centre of the table, she proceeded to fill them into one bowl after another, handing them off to the children. They were very hungry and very loud, but the fact that they were patient through it all and even thanked her for the food made them all really good children.

"Thank you, Selka-chan," Asuna said when she received a bowl as well, her beautiful smile akin to perfection carved from a marble statue. "This looks delicious."

"Hoping so. I wanted to try something new, per Sulinea's suggestion, and this came out. Hope you guys like it!"

The children proclaimed their collective thanks (again) in unison and dug into their food with gusto. Kirito and Asuna began eating theirs as well, and it was a sign of things going well if even the ravenette seemed to light up with joy.

"This is great!" He said out loud. "You keep saying that you're worried about your cooking, but everything has been great so far. Seriously!"

Selka giggled at that, flattered. "Thanks, Kirito. But I've a feeling that it's nothing compared to Asuna's right?" That made him pause. The fact that he didn't even try to deny or agree made it very obvious where he stood, and she felt her grin widen. "I'm not upset, of course. I mean, they often say that a meal made by a loved one is the tastiest of them all, sooo…"

"…What are you trying to imply here?"

"I don't know. Am I implying, or am I stating? That's up to you to decide."

Kirito squinted at her, swallowing his congee before setting the bowl down. A white moustache remained above his lips, making her snort. He noticed that and proceeded to wipe his mouth with a kerchief. "I don't appreciate that sass, Selka."

Beside him, Asuna clicked her tongue, bumping his elbow with hers. "Oh, don't give her such a hard time, Kirito-kun. You know Selka-chan doesn't mean anything malicious."

"I know that. But still…"

Selka rolled her eyes. "Kirito, let's not beat around the bush. You two like each other?"

"Pfft. What gives you the idea?"

"The fact that you're feeding Asuna right now?"

Right as she pointed that out, the boy had his spoon in the other girl's mouth, having just fed her some of his congee. All the other children stared at them, and he slowly retracted the spoon before putting it in his bowl.

"Ooh," some girl cooed. "Kirito-nii's acting lovey-dovey with Asuna-nee!"

"Was not!"

"Was!"

"Was not!"

"Was!"

All the children jumped in, all teasing him and accusing him of totally being in love with Asuna. The girl in question simply giggled in amusement while he tried to defend himself, and Selka simply enjoyed the sight.

Honestly, she wondered why he was trying to hide it. Did he really think relationships were wrong or something? Maybe he'd misunderstood that one clause in the «Taboo Index»—that two people who weren't married couldn't kiss each other—and took it to the extreme and was denying any kind of relationship with Asuna.

If that was the case, then she wanted to call him an idiot, but she was also understanding of his situation.

'After all, he'd forgotten all his memories. He's probably just trying to be really careful just in case.'

And wasn't it sweet that he was being this careful to protect Asuna? Honestly, he was the biggest romantic in this room, as much as he tried so hard to play the opposite. It would just be so much easier if they decided to get together. Grinning at the thought, she took a sip from her drink.

"Neh, Kirito-nii. In the future, are you going to marry Asuna-nee?"

If someone dropped a pin on the floor, it would have reverberated incredibly loudly for everyone to hear. All eyes, including hers, were on Kirito, whose shoulders were slowly hunching to the point that they exceeded his head level.

Okay, maybe they were pushing him a little too much. Selka looked over to Kira, shaking her head, knowing that some questions just weren't meant to be asked (even if she really wanted to know the answer herself).

Eventually, however, Kirito did answer, voice coming out so softly. "I don't know what my relationship with Asuna was like," he began, everyone looking over at him with great interest. "But… But I get the feeling that we were really great friends, and I'm really glad that she's here with me. So maybe… maybe, we'll see if we can try something out together. That's all."

He finished it off with standing up and walking away—which turned into a power walk the moment all the children started cheering for him. Asuna broke into laughter afterwards, and even Selka found herself smiling along.

Well, if there was ever a relationship she would ever be rooting for, this was it.

Often times, it is said that those who wear the crown are burdened with great responsibility. And though he wore no such ornament, Gasupht knew just how challenging it was to be the village's chief.

After all, he had to look after countless other lives in the village. While the number was only around three hundred (a miniscule amount in comparison to the thousands of people living in Centoria), it was still a great duty to look after each person. From making sure that they were carrying out their duties as assigned and keeping track of their health and financial situations, to sometimes even mediating arguments and solving problems for his people, things could be difficult at times.

So far, nothing of that sort had transpired. The only tough part was… well, handing off his eldest daughter to the Integrity Knight. That was one of the lowest points in his life, but life never stopped for anyone; he had to keep moving forwards and continue to do his best for his people. That was the only thing he could do now. He had to stay resolute.

Now, if only that steel will was anywhere in sight for him to deal with the situation before him.

"So," not the most creative conversation starters, but he never considered himself bright to begin with. "Lovely evening, isn't it?"

"Y-Yeah. It sure is."

"Mm. Makes sense that you'd take this opportunity to laze away, which I wouldn't blame you for. You've already done your job for the day, and I heard that you'd even been training Eugeo. I appreciate your help in that. It's—"

"Sir, please don't tell anyone about this. I beg of you"

Sir, huh? Gasupht's hum was almost a chuckle, lips quirking into a grin as he stared back at the boy. He'd found a nice-looking tree to lean against, which was located on a small crested hill outside of Rulid. With the sun beginning to set, the gentle draft brought about by the wind and the crisp evening air, this was a moment of peace that one simply couldn't find anywhere else in the Human Empire. At times, it was times like these that it was important to slow down and take it all in. And what better way to just find a place to just rest like this?

In that, he didn't really mind what Kirito was doing. What stood out, however, was the sleeping girl leaning against his shoulder, quietly snoozing away without a care in the world with a smile on her face.

His heartstrings were tugged. For a moment, he thought of his daughter, and just how close she had been with Eugeo. Goodness, they'd been attached at the hip back then. "How'd the lass tire herself out? Did she join you two with cutting down the Gigas Cedar?"

"Ah, no. Well, I was demonstrating some «Secret Techniques» to Eugeo because he asked me to show him some, and Asuna did too. We even had a small duel, and I guess we went at it a little too hard."

"I see," his features softened, taking in the sleeping girl's expression. Utter peace. It sort of reminded him of Alice whenever she snuck off to find a shaded place to sleep. And Eugeo would often be there alongside her. There was never a moment when the two of them were separated from one another. "Do you need anything? Perhaps a blanket to cover her with, or a drink."

"Oh, that's not necessary. I wouldn't want to bother you with that. I'm pretty sure you're busy."

"Perhaps, but there's always time to help others out—just like you two, wouldn't you say?" His words had the boy perking up. Gasupht took that opportunity to step a little closer, though making sure to give them a fair amount of distance. "I've noticed, you know. On days that Asuna does not go with you, I've always seen her helping around the village; harvesting the wheat, delivering packages to people's homes, cooking with Selka… And you oft do the same, though you're usually with Eugeo at the Gigas Cedar."

"Wha… You noticed?"

"Boy, this is the village I've been entrusted with taking care of, so I've got to keep my eyes open at all times to make sure everything is going alright. Of course I'd notice these kinds of things. And I want you to know," he said. "That though they are little and few, it is appreciated that you still take time out of your schedule to help others. That kindness is something that won't go forgotten."

"…Heh. Well, it's nothing as grand as that," the boy chuckled. "We don't help because we expected anything in return; it's just repaying your kindness. You took in two strangers and treated us as if we were a part of you. It's only reasonable that we help out with what little we can do, right?"

"Hmm. I suppose I'll leave it at that—and perhaps leave the two of you to relax together," there were still other things he needed to see to, and time waited for no man. "Just make sure you don't stay out for too long, alright? Don't want to catch a cold or anything."

"Yeah. See you, sir."

Nodding back, Gasupht took his leave immediately after. Short as their interaction had been, he could finally understand just why Eugeo had taken a liking to him, going so far as having opened up to the boy in the span of a few days when he'd shut his heart away from everyone else for the past six years.

And truthfully, he was relieved. The boy… He and Alice were born in the same year, and had spent every single moment together. Where Alice was rambunctious and Eugeo was slightly timid, they complemented each other as the best of friends, and he'd always thought of him as his own son.

Then Deusolbert Synthesis Seven arrived in their village, with demands of taking away Alice on accounts of her breaking the «Taboo Index».

He hadn't believed it in that moment, but was forced to obey his will, for he knew that disobeying an Integrity Knight would endanger his village. So he had to lock away his emotions, crush his foolishness, and hand off his daughter.

Eugeo had never been the same ever since. They say that you give away a piece of your heart to every person you meet and befriend, and Alice had taken away so much from him. Even his own family had been unable to reach out to him, simply consoling him and treating him as normally as they could.

Then Kirito had shown up in the forest, and for the first time, the boy came back with a smile on his face.

'Sometimes, the greatest miracles truly come out of nowhere—and Kirito is the greatest one thus far.'

For just bringing Eugeo back into the light, he would be forever grateful for Kirito, and prayed that he would find happiness of his own moving forwards. Then again, perhaps that happiness was already by his side.

Such a wonderful girl, that Asuna was. And so strong-willed, too. Truly, she would make for a wonderful partner. The boy was lucky to have her.

Asuna stretched her arms above her head, feeling the miniscule crack in her joints that come with a short burst of pain, only for the relief to come next. She sighed in relief, and looked ahead, noticing the two boys chatting animatedly about one thing or another. She hid her grin behind her hand, watching them all the way.

The rest of the day had gone normally. Both Kirito and Eugeo had taken turns to work on the Gigas Cedar until they were finally done, at which point all three of them began discussing the blond's training regimen for the coming days. Something about Kirito intending to teach him some things not related to techniques that would come in handy in battles. Never had she seen the flaxen-haired boy looking more excited than ever. It was quite amusing.

Afterwards, they packed up and made their way back to Rulid, Eugeo in particular with a pep in his step. He was definitely looking forward to tomorrow, she could tell, and Kirito was certainly motivated to try his best to mentor him.

He'd initially requested her help, citing her to be a much more 'professional and knowledgeable' teacher. But, seeing that her expertise was in rapiers (and now «Sacred Arts», as she'd been studying up on them since she arrived here. Plus, with her high «System Control Authority», it would be a shame not to learn them as much as possible), they decided that he'd be better off training Eugeo on his own.

And she liked to think that he was a rather adept teacher. Eugeo listened to his every word without fail, making him the perfect student, and Kirito's patience and easy-to-understand instructions made him a good source of information. They'd be able to push each other to greater heights, she could tell.

Arriving at the village, the group split off, with Eugeo returning to his home while the couple made for the church. Sister Azalia welcomed their return kindly while the orphanage children greeted them with cheer. She actually giggled at the sight of Kirito being pulled around by the hand and them begging him to tell him stories of his fights or whatever. He was popular with the children, it seemed.

"Had a pleasant day?"

"You could say that, yes."

"I can tell. Kirito in particular seems to be in brighter spirits," Sister Azalia noted with a small quirk in her lips. "I suppose it's a good thing. I much prefer seeing the youth in cheer than the opposite."

"You're joking, Sister Azalia!" Kirito called out. "You're still young in spirit! That counts for something, right?"

"Quiet, you. I'm a fossil, and I accept that. Now come, we're about to eat. Go wash up and we'll get ready."

Dinner consisted of a hearty serving of roasted pheasant and bread, which the children took to with gusto. To his credit, Kirito managed to hold back and let them take their portions first, retaining what dignity he had as the 'big brother of the orphanage' before he eventually had to fight with some of the kids for a serving. Sister Azalia and Selka chided him, but never with any heat in them. If anything, it was just too entertaining to see his antics.

"Sheesh, Kirito. You know, there's such a thing as sharing."

"I totally shared! I waited patiently for everyone to take their portions!" He cried out. "And just when I was about to get some of my own, they were about to finish it all up! You can't tell me to just be patient at that point!"

"Snrk. It's fine, you big baby. We have more in the kitchen. Did you really think that was the only portion?"

Kirito groaned in exasperation at her words. The girl snickered, and when those blue eyes met hers, she simply smiled warmly at her before prioritizing the other children. Such a kind and responsible girl. And she was only, what? Twelve? She couldn't imagine just how quickly she had to grow up to become this mature and raise all these kids alongside Sister Azalia.

At her age, Asuna could only recall abiding her parents' every word. She wouldn't call any of that mature; just obedient to a painful degree. Never had she thought for herself. Just went to school and studied everyday because her mom told her to do so.

That... Wow, that sounded a lot more depressing than she thought it would.

Dinner proceeded as normally as always, and that helped dispel the memories resurfacing. The loud chatter filling the space made the entire area feel homier than anything else. In a way, it reminded her of their little cabin back on floor twenty-two in 'SAO'. Her, Yui and Kirito… their perfect little family, giving life to that little home and making every day something to look forward to, despite how short it had been. That was the kind of mood she got here, too, and she loved this place for that.

When bedtime came around, so many of the kids protested in want of listening to Kirito's stories (he tells them that he made them up, but they were actually spins of past events, like the battle with The Gleam Eyes), but one stern look from the church's maternal figure had all of them quickly obeying. Even Kirito did not consider rebelling, and Asuna bade her a good night's sleep as she took off. Personally, she was looking forward to a good one.

And she was just about to enter her bedroom when Kirito suddenly stopped her in place. The girl tilted her head curiously.

"Kirito-kun, is something wrong?

"Yes. Yes there is. This is my room."

"And that means..?"

The boy facepalmed. "Asuna, please… I don't want us to get caught sleeping in the same room together. Sister Azalia would have a heart attack if she ever saw!"

"But Kirito-kun, you know I can only sleep peacefully when I'm in bed with you," she pouted back, actually stamping her foot like a bratty girl.

"I know, I know, but like…" After a moment of hesitation, he ended up groaning weakly. "Urgh. I can never win with you. Just… sleep in your room for, like, thirty minutes? Please? Then you can…" His face heated up. "…sneak into my room when everyone's asleep. Fair?"

Well, she'd much prefer sleeping with him right away, but she supposed she could work with that. "Alright," checking her surroundings to make sure she was in the clear, she quickly leaned in to steal a kiss off of him, smiling as she pulled back. "Good night, Kirito."

"G-Good night."

He turned around, and a part of her considered just following after him regardless. After all, what difference would it really make? She knew that neither Selka nor Sister Azalia went around their rooms to check if they were asleep. Heck, she was sure they wouldn't even mind if they even found out. It's not like they would be up to anything dangerous (at least, to their knowledge).

But Kirito had told her what to do. And there was nothing in the world to make her go against his words.

She was his wife. Dutiful, loving, and obedient. Whatever he wanted, she would do without fail.

Humming, she turned just as his door opened, intending to leave as well.

A single foot forwards had the floors creaking, but even that did not mask the soft whisper he sent her way: "I love you."

He'd quickly disappeared afterwards, leaving her to stand frozen outside of his room, unaware of what he'd just done.

His voice was a whisper, carried away by the wind and leaving her to wonder if they were even true. But she knew they were, for hearing his footsteps recede into his room and the door shut confirmed that the words had indeed been real.

Asuna was many things. A younger sibling, a daughter of a rich family, the famed Flash, ex-vice commander of the Knights of Blood, a mother to a virtual daughter—and now the goddess Stacia.

Before the eyes of the people, however, she was just a normal girl like any other. The only thing that really set her apart was her skill with the blade, and that she'd apparently travelled so far to reunite with a beloved friend. And they'd called her so many things; kind, gentle, friendly, smart, funny, beautiful. She was just that and so much more, and for the few who would go so far as to call her perfect, she wished she could have done everything she could to fulfill such kind words.

But she knew she was far from perfect. Because deep down, her dark personality existed, awake at all times and coming to play when the situation called for it. And now, Kirito had unleashed that beast within the goddess.

Hasty footballs rushed down the corridor, wood creaking with every impact as she felt her legs carry her towards her room. The beast cackled, and she recognized that she had a duty to keep it locked away. But she couldn't even care. She... She had to get back inside. Away from everyone. Before they could even see her face!

She slammed through the door and pushed it shut behind her, feeling the impact against her back. But that didn't register in her mind at the moment. Instead, all she could think about was how quickly she was breathing, how hot her face was, how her heart had picked up in rhythm, how tight her fingers had curled into a fist by her sides.

And just how wet her underwear felt.

The chant for a soundproofing spell was executed too quickly. The goddess didn't even wait to confirm it before she threw herself onto her bed and tore off the article of clothing, tossing that onto the floor without care. Her knuckles replaced it in seconds, pressing against her wet, aching pussy. Air was sucked in through gritted teeth, followed by a throaty moan as she stroked herself, helped by the growing moisture.

Her fingers uncoiled and rolled over her puffy lips, making circular motions to thoroughly lap up as much lubrication. And then, she pressed the tip of her digits against the lips— "Uuhhnn…" And continued until she was able to fit the entire length inside. Her vaginal walls latched onto them, clenching according to her will.

Her pants slipped unbidden. She rolled her fingers within her tunnel, scraping them against her inner walls. Each contact sent a thrill of electricity up her spine, and her toes curled with each wave. She was surely heaving at this point, but she couldn't care.

What could have been foreplay was abandoned in favour of fucking herself, pumping her fingers in and out with reckless abandon. She drew her fingers out until only the tips remained before she plunged back in, striking the sweet spot and causing her to cry out in pleasure.

"Y-Yesshhh..!" She slurred in a drunken haze. "Oouugh..! F-Fuck..!"

Her head whipped back, her other hand grasping the hem of her nightdress and pulling it back to better expose her vagina. Mercilessly, she abused herself, delighting in the constant waves of warmth and pleasure that threatened to throw her over the edge. She bit her lower lip, pulling out her fingers to begin palming herself—groaning again at the stimulation.

Kirito… Oh, Kirito. Her beloved husband. The love of her love. The one who had shown her what true happiness was, and whom continued to welcome her into his embrace every single time.

She didn't deserve him. Oh, such a faulty individual like herself was just undeserving of his love. Of his kindness. Yet such was what had drawn her to him, after all—and oh, how she loved him so much for showing that same level of care to all the people in his life.

Even in another world where all these people were just constructs designed to resemble human emotions and behaviour, he had nothing to give but warmth. He treated each person as if they were human, never looking at them as anything different and helping them out wherever he could. And especially today. Seeing just how much he cared for Eugeo, promising to help him find his purpose in life with such levels of selflessness—simply because it was the right thing to do—was just so fucking hot.

"Kirito..! Kirito! Kiriiihhhhnnn!"

Asuna howled like a bitch in heat as she rode out her orgasm, eyes rolling back in her head and back arching over the bed as she squirted against her hand. The world became nothing but sensation, acute and concentrated, and her body twitched uncontrollably as the climax came and slowly faded off into blissful silence.

That only lasted for a few seconds before she went at it again.

"N-Not enouuuugh…" She groaned, rocking her hips against her fingers now and giggling lightly at the wonders her overstimulated pussy was receiving. "M-Moaar…"

Filling herself once more, Asuna tried to think of her lover asleep in the bedroom adjacent to hers. Knowing just how hard he'd been training with his friend today, he was probably out like a light, yet that only served to fuel her imagination even greater. She thought of his handsome, boyish features and his stupidly dashing smile. Of the time they'd spent together all these days. Of his parting words before he headed to sleep earlier, each one carrying his genuine feelings towards her.

And then she thought of the nights when she just offered her body to him. She thought of his musk, particularly rich and strong after a hard day of working at the Gigas Cedar. Of the strength in his arms, especially when he folded her in half to plough away at her pussy. Of his warmth, either from his embrace or his essence filling her up to the brim, marking her in his colours.

Asuna cried out… "Aaahn..!" And cried out. "Oouhh..!" And cried out once more. "Hyhaa!"

Forgoing her fingers this time, she grabbed her pillow and stuffed it between her legs. As if she was possessed, she began rutting over and over against the pillow, feeling the cotton rub against her lips with feathery tips. It brought her to the edge and back, light touches switching places for vigorous rubbing before the cycle repeated, jolt upon jolt of pleasure overwhelming her.

"Ngh! J-Just a little more! Oh, yes!"

She would be making a mess of her own bedroom, she knew that. This wouldn't be the first time, either; the first time she'd been this much of a mess had been the first night when she entered this world, having reunited with her husband and brought to her new room. She'd been overridden with sheer joy and sexual craving, desecrating the entire place and marking the foot of her bed, the chair, the table, the walls—every single surface had contacted her juices, and the morning after, she would dispel any evidence with a spell to rid traces of scent or wetness.

To think that tonight would be the same, and all because Kirito had told her three simple words: I love you. Kyaa! It was just so romantic of him! A-And so sexy. Too much so!

In the back of her mind, she recognized how this kind of behaviour would have been heavily frowned upon. Having a healthy libido was one thing, and being as depraved as she is now was another. Where was the dignified heiress of the Yuuki family, who was groomed to be the perfect girl since so long ago?

In fact, wasn't she the goddess now? What would the people of this world think, once they realized that the very goddess that they pray to, make marriage vows in the name of, was this lust-addled whore? Someone who got off just because her lover had told her he loved her? Someone who so shamelessly humped herself against everything in reach?

Oh, all of this was still her. But it was all about having discovered buried parts of one's psyche—and Asuna had awakened hers all thanks to him.

Everything he'd done to her had shaped her way. Even the littlest things like three heartfelt words had been enough to reduce her into such a state, and she simply embraced it, finding it to be the most liberating thing in the world.

Even now, as she shakily crossed the room to reach her study, jerking her hips vigorously against the corner of the desk, the hard surface more than doing its job to press against her sensitive spots and leave stars in the corner of her vision, there was no such concern for image or this or that. All she could think of was how fucking great it felt.

"Yyyessssss!"

Another orgasm, spraying down the table and onto the floor. The scent of arousal was thick in the room, and only her spell was keeping it all contained. And with maximum concentration of it all within her room, it just gave her the perfect environment to masturbate.

And she did so until it was time to leave for her lover's room, servicing him late into the night before slumber would finally mark the end. And sure, her beloved Kirito would always warn her about the dangers of being discovered, but she knew he'd never reject her advances. What else would explain his eagerness to push her down and fuck her like a bitch, until every part of her was well and truly his?

Everyone in the village saw her as nothing but an innocent girl who was head over heels for the black-haired amnesiac. They got only one half correct; she was anything but innocent. And her being their goddess was even greater irony, for she had fallen so low from divinity, intending to serve the man she so adores.

Oh, she was going to make sure their time together here in Underworld would be perfect for him, every single day and night without fail. Goddess or no, she'll make absolute certain of that…

Author's Notes:

Coming back to this story right after November, and hitting it right away with the erotic. Definitely a sucker punch.

You know, now that I think about it, this kind of reminds me of the SAO: Abridged Version on YouTube. Funny as hell. And sure, Asuna wasn't as unhinged in that as she is here, but there's definitely some humour in altering a character to be a little wackier in comparison to canon.

Or maybe I'm touched in the head, which I would also accept. I've always found some things funny, and dark humour when done right is just funny as hell, lol.

Kirito: "Yo. I know everyone hates Chudelkin and all, but there's one way that he can make you happy."

Edith: "How?"

Kirito: "You push him down the stairs."

Kirito, Eugeo, Alice and Edith proceed to die from laughter.