Rachnera found a warm solace in the quiet of Kimihito's room. She found it to be particularly peaceful at night, free from the commotion of the other girls incessantly vying for their host's attention. At night she could simply be alone with him as she watched him sleep, her six eyes transfixed on the gentle heaving of his chest with every subtle this night her pedipalps rubbed together in a furtive gesture of frustration she herself could not quite place. The leg-like limbs resembled two knives honing one another, her black carapace—which covered much of her body—making a subtle scraping sound as chitin met chitin.

And as the minutes counting down midnight quickly turned to hours past, Rachnera's mind only continued to stir her awake with the intoxicating hunger that was her unsated lust. She had tried many times before to act upon those desires, but when it came to Kimihito there always seemed to be something in her way, whether it be one of the other girls or even the law itself. It seemed all she could do was watch, her palps clashing with a steadily rising ferocity that matched the heat of her passion. She stopped only as she noticed Kimihito begin to turn in bed, the sound of her own frustration disturbing his peaceful rest.

Rachnera wished she could sleep so peacefully, but she knew better by now than to try lest she be faced with that dreadful dream again. Even awake she could see the blood on her hands and the frightened stares of her old hosts, and still she could hear the pained screams of that girl—Ren, she remembered the name from her nightmares. But those memories were faint, distant, so long as she was awake. So, she watched Kimihito sleep. In fact, she had done it so many times by now that it had seemingly become a bad habit; however, it was simply in the nature of an Arachne to stalk their prey.

But this was different than just instinct or habit. Never had she been so interested in someone that her six eyes never lingered when they were around. Never had she stalked someone throughout all hours of the day in search of answers to a question she didn't know. It was closer to obsession than she cared to admit, but she was convinced there was a reason. She just couldn't quite explain what.

Rachnera froze as Kimihito suddenly threw off his covers and sat up in bed. She'd been so lost in thought that she'd lost track of time. It was still a few hours too early to be waking up, but about this time every night Kimihito got up to check on all the girls, as was his duty as a host. Normally, she would have retreated back to her room by now, but it was far too late for that. She remained perfectly still in her perch on the ceiling, simply watching her prey shuffle unaware through the dark. She was tempted to ambush him then and there, so that they could bask in the warmth of a steamy night of shared company. Maybe then she'd tell him how she felt. Maybe then he'd look her in the eyes and say that he loved her, those words she had never heard before. Maybe then all her doubts and fears would finally melt away in the heat of passion.Maybe,she doubted.

"What's wrong with me," Rachnera groaned as Kimihito exited the room, closing the door behind him. She had never hesitated to make an advance before, so why now? It wasn't as though she wasn't in the mood as she felt a lustful stirring in her loins, a feeling that coursed through her as naturally as blood through a man's body. Yet there sprouted some freshly planted seed of doubt at the back of her mind. Perhaps . . . perhaps she still had doubts abouthim,she thought.

After all, Rachnera knew all too well just how fickle men her life she had met only men who were afraid of her or wanted to use her. The mere thought of men like the director or that damned president was enough to make her palps twitch. And then there was Kimihito, a man who seemed sweet as honey, who she stumbled upon as if by fate. But she didn't believe in an idea so grand and naive; it was a mere happenstance they had crossed paths. Yes, she knew just how bad men could be and so she knew just how special Kimihito seemed. So, she watched him, waiting for him to make a mistake so that all her cynical views of the world could be proven true.

She watched him day and night, her careful gaze focused on him: his movements, his expressions, his schedule. She watched him get up every morning to prepare a warm bath for Miia, and she watched him go on a run with Cerea thereafter, and she watched him come home to prepare breakfast all before the rest of the girls were even finished getting out of bed. And she knew every morning he would call her name, and she would finda cup of black decaf at the table prepared just for her. Nobody saw him do these things. Nobody noticed them or appreciated them because it was all the norm to them. Except for her. She had done nothing to constitute her doubts, and that frustrated her to no end. She felt that she loved him, but she didn't want to be hurt again. Or maybe she was scared of hurting him.

There was only one thing she knew was certain in her life: that she would rather endure a harsh truth than live a comfortable lie. She didn't want to live a life of doubts and regrets, doubting whether Kimihito truly loved her, wondering if he would accept her for what she was . . . a monster. No, she would show him how she felt.

Rachnera waited a little while longer before cracking open the door. She peered into the dark hallway lined with all the other girl's rooms, ensuring no one was around, before she skittered along the ceiling back to her room in the attic. There she quickly hatched a plan, knowing it was only a matter of time before Kimihito came to check on her too. She prepared herself first, slipping on a pair of diaphanous white stockings over her palps and then over each of her eight legs, in addition to a matching set of lingerie. The soft fabric of her garments had been woven from her own silk in anticipation for a special night alone with Kimihito. Her host had always been easy to tease, and she knew there was nothing that would make him squirm quite as easily as seeing her legs dressed so provocatively.

Quick and quiet as a predator on a hunt, Rachnera then skittered up to the ceiling above the attic's trapdoor. Once in place, she used her hind legs to draw out a line of thinly sharp thread from her spinneret, pulling it forward with her other six legs. Carapace covered hands masterfully wove the thread into a thick but soft rope, which Rachnera began to toy with gleefully as she imagined Kimihito bound up, helpless and vulnerable in her grasp. Confident the length of rope was sufficient for restraining her prey, she turned the remaining thread into a blindfold thin enough that one might still be able to see silhouettes in the dark, but nothing more.

The ambush was set.

She didn't have to wait much longer as she heard the faint jangle of the attic door unlatching. Most nights she would pretend to be asleep when Kimihito poked his head into the room to check on her. In the dark all her host could likely see was the rough outline of her arachnid form swaying gracefully in a web. But the eyes of an Arachne saw everything, even in the dark. She would watch him come each night, all six of her eyes transfixed on his every feature: his messy black hair, his soft brown eyes, and . . . his expression. He always looked worried at first, like he was afraid she might have run away in the night, but when he found her in the same place time and time again, his succulently sweet smile would return to his face, that smile she longed to see.

Rachnera couldn't help but feel Kimihito was teasing her, the way he sought her out each night. And each night she saw him, it only riled her up more to know he was so close, yet still just out of reach of her web. It was because of him that she was left to pleasure herself to the thought of their consummation, growing more and more pent up with each night that passed. Until tonight. Tonight, she could restrain her carnal excitement no longer.

The attic door creaked quietly as it flipped open and Kimihito peered in as he had done countless times before. But when he did not find her in her usual position, his look of concern deepened, and he climbed one step further than he had ever before . . . right into her trap.

"My, my, Honey, what do you think you're doing," Rachnera mused, breaking the silence, for she found it was most fun when her prey knew they were found; then, without waiting for response, she descended upon him with a beastly initiative.

Kimihito's head darted up just as he began to say, "Rachnee, what are you—"

But his reaction was far too late for she was already on top of him. Rachnera trapped Kimihito between her palps as she simultaneously covered his mouth with one hand and wrapped the blindfold around his eyes with the other. "You're a naughty boy, Honey, sneaking into a lady's room this late at night," she whispered into his ear after wrestling him to the ground. "I think you need to be punished," she continued to tease as she begun to bind his hands and feet.

While Kimihito was a fit young man, Rachnera's monstrous figure dwarfed him as she did all men. From their first encounter and in all those that followed, she never had any difficulty overpowering him, though, she was always particularly playful in her bouts with him. She knew very well just how dangerous her body was, unlike the other girls who didn't appreciate him the way she did. She had harmed one host already, a memory that continued to haunt her every night. She couldn't make that mistake again. No, shewouldn't.Not with him.

With her host's hands and feet bound, Rachnera threw Kimihito over her shoulder, the latter whispering hushed words of protest all the while. She carried him to a special web that she had placed directly above her bed. The soft and malleable thread bounced ever so slightly as she laid him on it. She followed after him, the web sinking closer to the bed as she mounted him. As she did so, she felt his cock begin to harden beneath his pajama pants; it pressed against her vulva and she slowly grinded against him.

"Rachnee, we shouldn't be doing this,"Kimihito stammered out in a jagged whisper he struggled to maintain as she begun to unbutton his shirt. She licked her lips in anticipation as she watched him fight to resist her, his whispered protests interrupted by soft grunts of pleasure as she continued to rub against his cock.

"Doing what, Honey? We haven't even started yet," she purred as she raked her claws through his soft black hair. Kimihito squirmed beneath her, eliciting a lustful smirk from Rachnera who begun to grind her hips faster.

"Rachnee, please," Kimihito moaned as he tried to resist the torturous pleasure of his cock sinking between the lips of her vulva. "Could you at least take off this blindfold so we can talk. Face to face."

Rachnera suddenly felt dizzy at the thought. She allowed a brief moment to pass before heeding the request, placing a hand on the back of his head. "I'll take it off, but only if you promise not to freak out," she said with a barely restrained giggle.

"Freak out? Why would I—"

Without letting him finish, she unveiled the blindfold. Kimihito's face flushed red, and he quickly turned his head away as he caught a glimpse of her attire. The lingerie, the stockings around her legs, and the fingerless white gloves that covered the carapace on her arms, it all seemed to be too much for him.

"Oh, don't be such a prude, Kim, you've already seen me naked before," she continued her relentless teasing whilst peeling off her gloves. She tenderly grabbed both his cheeks, careful not to scratch him with her claws. His skin felt soothingly warm and soft against the cold, hard chitin on her hands. She couldn't feel things quite the same way people could, but a lover's touch was one of life's few reprieves.

She continued to caress his face as she gently guided his gaze towards hers. She saw his eyes were closed in embarrassment and it became clear to her that he was nervous, his inexperience clearly shown in his hesitation. But that only made him all the more endearing. "Just look me in the eyes, Honey," she cooed.

Hesitantly, Kimihito heeded her request and opened his eyes. He looked over all six of hers before settling on the two largest where any other human's might be. Her own eyes fluttered about as they all moved to stare into that soft brown gaze she had fallen in love with. Even when they had first met, he had never looked at her with scorn or fear as all other men did. No, he looked at her with kindness, concern, love. She had never met anyone quite as special as Kimihito, and she knew she would never meet another who would look at her quite like he did.

"Nervous cause it's your first time, Honey?" she said, going right back to teasing him. Her smile broadened as his face turned even more red. "Well, I got a little secret for you." She leaned in close to him, pressing her large breasts tight against his chest as his throbbing penis continued to pulse against her. Placing her mouth close to his ear, she whispered, "It's my first time too," before playfully nibling on the lobe of his ear, causing Kimihito to let out a strained laughter.

Kimihito opened his mouth, likely to make another protest, but Rachnera placed her finger against his lips, silencing him. She leaned in to kiss him but stopped just before their lips touched, relishing in the shared heat of their unsteady breaths. "Do you love me, Honey?" she asked, her voice tinged with the slightest hint of hesitation. "Do you love me despite what I am?"

"Rachnee, you know I can't—"

"Kimihito, please . . . just answer the question," she said with a sudden, solemn warmth.

He paused as though stunned by the sound of his own name; and she watched for what seemed an eternity as his eyes began to quiver, rapt with a quandary, whilst that drop of doubt only continued to well up inside her. "Yes, Rachnera, I love you," he said in a tone that in the moment seemed thick and sweet as honey. "What you are is whatever you choose to be, not what others see. And to me, you've always been kind and gentle, even if you won't admit it," he teased her back with that adorable little smile of his.

Rachnera's pale face flushed a rosy-red as all her life's doubts burned away in a heat of passion ignited by the spark of their shared love for one another. She placed that blazing desire into a single kiss as she eagerly pressed her lips to his. With that Kimihito finally stopped struggling and embraced her love. Their kiss was wet and sloppy as she swirled her tongue around his and she begun to feel a bit hazy, like she had drunk one too many cups of coffee, growing more and more aroused just from having heard the word "love" come from his mouth.

She reluctantly pulled away after what seemed several minutes, if only to give herself a chance to breathe. It was only then that she once more took notice of Kimihito's throbbing cock still trapped beneath his pajama pants.

"I see your friend can't hide their excitement as well as you can, Honey," she said, stroking his chest with the tip of her claws as she moved her hands further and further down his body, causing him to shudder. When she reached his pants, she felt her breath become uneasy with excitement. Locking eyes with Kimihito, she slowly pulled down his pants. She didn't look, but she could feel the heat of his cock press against her exposed belly as she freed it.

"You've been taking care of all of us for so long, I think it's high time I took care of you," Rachnera suggested in a rather perverse manner.

"Rachnee, I'm still stuck," Kimihito said, his hands and feet still bound by her threads.

She laughed at the abrupt timing of the comment before saying, "Just leave it all to me, Honey." With that she crawled backward so that her face was nearer to his waist. She started by placing her lips around the tip of his penis, almost kissing it as she swirled her tongue around the tip. Kimihito groaned in ecstasy as she pleasured him in ways he had never known before. Seeing him so excited only encouraged Rachnera further as she enveloped his cock with her breasts, the tip barely sticking out between them. She used her hands to rub her breasts against him whilst continuing to suck on the tip, applying a gentle pressure.

"R-Rachnee, I-I'm about to—"

Rachnera already knew what was coming as Kimihito's body tensed up and she took his cock into her mouth, eager to taste him for the first time. In less than a minute of her experienced pleasuring, Kimihito had reached his climax and he came into her mouth. She swallowed what she could of the thick and heavy load, the taste bittersweet in her mouth, all the while continuing to squeeze her breasts against his cock as the rest spilled out onto her.

When she finally stopped sucking and released his cock from her mouth, Kimihito was panting, his every breath ragged."You came a bit early, Honey," Rachnera teased him some more. "You must have been as pent up as I was." She smiled as she saw him trapped in his supine position, only allowed to watch as she toyed with him.

"Rachnee, maybe—maybe we should stop here," Kimihito said between breaths, a touch of worry apparent in his tone. He was always worried about something. He had to be to have lasted this long in a house with seven girls competing for his attention. Hell, she'd spent enough time around them to know they were like children sometimes, needing to be fed and cared for throughout the day, no sense of independence to be found between the lot of them. But it was that very care and worry that she loved so much.

Rachnera stared longingly into Kimihito's eyes again; it was so easy to get lost in that solemn gaze. "I think it'd be rather unfair if only you had the chance to get off, Honey," Rachnera pouted. "How about this—we'll stop as soon as your done treating me?" She added as she crawled over top of him.

"Wha—what do you mean by that?" Kimihito asked with a degree of innocence she found adorable.

Rachnera only laughed as she lowered herself towards Kimihito, stopping just as the tip of his cock kissed her wet slit. Without allowing him to enter, she continued to admire the look of bashful pleasure on his face as she found more and more ways to tease him.

Kimihito seemed only to have more worries on his mind as he began to say, "Wait, wait, wait, are you sure you wanna do this, what if you get—"

"Don't tempt me with a good time, Kim," Rachnera cut him off as she slowly sank onto his cock, her weight bearing down on top of him, stretching her web to its limit as they plunged into her bed underneath. She accidently let out a soft moan as she felt the heat of his ample length and girth fill her up. Her body begun to undulate in response, starting slowly at first as she maintained a steady rhythm, the pleasure of their lovemaking greater than anything she had ever felt before. She continuously pulled herself out just to slam back down, her breasts bouncing with a rhythm that matched her gentle bobbing. As she begun to ride him faster, she placed her hands on his chest to steady her movements as she took all of him in.

"Yes, Honey, just like that," Rachnera moaned in a manner unbecoming of her brusque character. But she no longer cared about keeping up an act, only desiring to savor the moment for all it was worth.

She rode Kimihito for several minutes when she noticed he had closed his eyes again, like he was putting all his focus on holding on for her. In his struggle his hands tore through their thin binds. Finally free, he gripped her by the hips in a surprisingly forward manner. He didn't squeeze her very tight, though, simply caressing the curves of her body, his hands bobbing in the same manner as her waist.

"I'm almost there, Kim, just hold on a little longer,"Rachnera continued to moan as she felt herself nearing her climax. As though by instinct in that moment, she locked her pedipalps around his legs and pulled him as deep as he could reach, trapping his cock inside her aching pussy. In that moment Rachnera felt her body tense up as her mind began to fade, all her doubts and fears dissolving away in a wave of pleasure. Her only thoughts now were on Kimihito: the pleasure of his cock reaching deep inside her, the sounds of his unsteady breaths, the sensual touch of his hands against her bare skin. Her mouth opened wide, letting out an embarrassingly loud moan as the pleasure of her orgasm rippled through her body.

"Rachnee, I need to cum," Kimihito grunted, clenching her waist as he unloaded his seed deep inside her.

"Yes, let it all out inside me," Rachnera cried out, her body writhing in ecstasy. When Kimihito was finally done cumming, Rachnera collapsed on top of him, both their chests heaving against each other as they gasped for breath. She wanted to continue, but her body suddenly felt exhausted as so many restless nights came to take their toll all at once.

Rachnera closed her eyes to let that long desired rest take her, but this time it was Kimihito's hands that grabbed her face, directing her gaze towards his eyes. He looked her in the eyes, smiling as he said, "Rachnee, I love you," and in that moment there was no doubt in her mind that it was true.

"I love you too, Kim," Rachnera said, placing her hand in his as she laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes.

That night, Rachnera finally slept peacefully in Kimihito's warm embrace.