060 - A Marshmallow's Courage
Mashu Kyrielight
To say Mashu's heart is hammering in her chest would be to put it lightly. Even after finding the resolve to visit Senpai's room tonight, she never thought it would be quite like this. But then it occurred to her that she wanted to make an impression from the start, to make sure Senpai knew what she had in mind and no misunderstandings happened.
(And to cut off her own ability to make excuses, in case she lost her nerve at the very last second.)
She doesn't even know where the inspiration came from, to leave her room wearing her jacket, her glasses and absolutely nothing else. She knew the experience of walking around an unknown place while practically naked would be… intense, but she never thought it would be so… so much!
Her heart is beating like crazy as she walks, naked feet pressing against the cold marble floor.
Her cheeks burn as she feels her bare thighs rub against each other with every step.
Her ears thrum as she feels the corridor's air flow directly caress her most private place, already wet with her arousal and barely hidden from view by the hem of her jacket.
Her breath hitches every time she nervously tugs down the hem of her jacket, trying to hide her privates a little better and in the process making her painfully hard nipples rub against coarse fabric never intended to be worn without extra layers underneath.
She had expected it to be intense, but she never knew it would be this intense.
In a certain way, this is even scarier than fighting for her life or the fate of humanity.
As she pauses in front of Senpai's bedroom door, trying to gather the courage to actually knock, she reflects on how much she wishes for an excuse not to actually go through this. Even if Yamato Takeru suddenly attacked again and she had to fight him on her own, it would be a bit of a relief, that's how nervous she feels.
In fact, if she's willing to contemplate such extremes… Maybe it would be best to give it up and go back to her room? She's obviously not as ready for this as she thought she was.
…
For a moment, she seriously contemplates that thought. There's always more chances, right? She doesn't need to be brave right now.
…
But no.
She might feel relieved for a moment, but she'll never forgive herself for the cowardice. It might even be that she never gathers the courage to go this far ever again.
So she can't afford to waver now.
Taking a deep breath, she knocks on Senpai's door.
"Yes?" Senpai voices calls from the other side, sending a shiver down Mashu's spine and reminding her once again the utter indecency of her current state. "Who's there?"
She immediately regrets everything, but it's too late to run away now. She can't leave Senpai hanging.
"Senpai, it's me." Somehow, she manages to answer without wavering. Or without her heart jumping out her throat. That somehow feels like a great feat all on its own. "May I come in?"
"Oh, Mashu!" Sempai's voice audibly perks up after learning her identity. "Sure, just gimme a second."
The brief moment Mashu has to wait there feels eternal, her heartbeat pounding even louder as she can hear the sounds of something or someone shifting on the other side of the door, her naughty bits throbbing with anticipation as she hears the telltale pitter patter of bare feet against the marble floor getting closer and closer.
And then the door opens and Mashu's brain completely freezes.
Strictly speaking, she's already seen Senpai wearing much less before, no more than a couple hours ago, in fact. But the circumstances are very different now. They are not simply getting dressed in the same dressing room anymore, not even taking a bath together. Mashu has come here with a very different goal in mind and that changes everything.
The only time she's ever seen Senpai in such circumstances was in her dreams, after all. Her very naughty, very intense wet dreams.
Her tongue darts out of her mouth, nervously running over suddenly dry lips.
"Hey there! You caught me getting conf— Oh?" Senpai starts in her usual, cheerful voice, only to cut herself off when she notices Mashu's state. "My, my, don't tell me this is that kind of visit…! I didn't know you had it in you~!"
Mash looks down at Senpai's suddenly husky and confident voice as she leans on the doorframe. Her face feels like it's on fire once again and her throat is tight with anxiety to the point she's not confident she can produce anything other than unintelligible, squeaky sounds if she tries to speak up right now.
Rather than risk that, she contents herself with nodding meekly.
"Wait, really?" Haku-senpai immediately drops the seductive demeanor. "I thought you had been pranked by Marie or som— Hhmmmffff!"
Mashu isn't sure what came over her. The moment Senpai reacted with shock and surprise, she felt… not hurt, not really, but… frustrated. Frustrated that she wasn't being taken seriously, that her efforts weren't being taken seriously. She was a woman too, with womanly pride and womanly desires of her own!
Senpai was the one who taught her all about them, so it wasn't fair that Senpai reacted like that when she finally gathered her courage to make a move of her own!
So she kissed Senpai.
She took the initiative for good, pouncing on this strong and cheerful woman that she looks up to so much, claiming soft and warm lips and giving away her first kiss in the most clear and firm of ways. With that, she made her feelings known, beyond any playful game or potential misunderstanding.
And it feels so good!
Of course, Mashu's surprise strike allows her to retain the initiative for less than no time. She barely has time to register the pleasant tingling on her lips and the curling of her toes before Senpai wraps her arms around Mashu, hands expertly caressing Mashu's burning body as Senpai's tongue immediately goes on the offensive. Their positions are turned around in the blink of an eye, Mashu leaning bonelessly on Senpai's arms as her mouth gets plundered by the relentless offensive of the more experienced woman.
One of Senpai's hand sneaks under the jacket, caressing her way up the back of Mashu's thigh until it possessively grabs her butt, while the other holds her weight as she's expertly maneuvered around. All the world becomes a dizzying, spinning kaleidoscope as their kiss remains unbroken, and it's only her heightened situational awareness as a Servant that allows Mashu to vaguely realize she's been spun around and pulled into the bedroom while the door quietly closes behind her.
Senpai's eyes, blazing an intense orange as they stare deep into her own, are the only constant in this chaotic and wonderful world until it all finally comes to an end when the kiss breaks with an abrupt stop and a thumping noise. It takes Mashu a moment of panting and gasping to break her attention away from Senpai's hypnotic eyes and realize her back has been slammed into the now closed door.
Mashu is trapped against the door by Senpai's body, glasses askew as she finds herself meekly looking up at a Senpai that's somehow managed to loom over her in spite of the two of them being the same height. There's a trail of saliva connecting both their mouths and that's everything Mashu can focus on until it finally snaps off.
"You know what?" Haku-senpai finally speaks up with a deep, hungry chuckle. "This is a thousand times better than a prank!"
Senpai's shirt has come fully undone while they were kissing, giving an unrestricted view of her underwear-clad front and falling all the way down to her elbows to expose smooth and soft-looking shoulders that for some reason Mashu really wants to try kissing and licking.
Without conscious thought, Mashu's hands reach for the zipper of her jacket, ready to match Senpai's ante and raise it even higher. Before they can unzip more than a couple of inches, though, Haku-Senpai's hands grab her own, gently but firmly holding them in place. There's a strange expression on her face when Mashu tilts her head in confusion.
Mashu would love to read Senpai's heart with but a glance, but she's not very good at that sort of thing. She can only trust her Senpai and wait for an explanation.
"Mashu, before we go any further…" Senpai trails off with uncharacteristic hesitation. "I really need to warn you of something."
Her face becomes even more expressive after saying that, to the point where even an incompetent neophyte like Mashu can't at least figure out some glimpses of what's going through Senpai's heart. There's fear there, but also determination, a combination of emotions that Mashu is also very familiar with. There's also much more, a complex swirl that Mashu couldn't ever hope to understand fully. But she doesn't need to, because she knows her Senpai well enough.
Senpai is a bright and cheerful person, shameless but reliable, who doesn't lie often but has no compunctions hiding her real depths under that swallow exterior. A mask build out of truths, that she always wears to hide the rest of herself.
For Senpai to break character and reveal what's going on underneath, this must be very important.
It can only be about that.
"It's fine, Senpai." Mashu finally finds her voice, doing her best to give Senpai an encouraging smile. "I already know."
"Eh?" The dumbfounded expression on Senpai's face is nearly enough to send Mashu into a fit of giggles, but she holds back. This isn't the time.
"I know Senpai is in love with someone else." She explains with a soft smile, only to frown when Senpai flinches at her words. "I don't mind. I'm not shameless enough to want Senpai all for myself. I just want to be part of that wonderful world waiting for Senpai back home."
"The Dream Cycle?" Sharp as always, Haku-senpai immediately guesses what's going on. "Go figure. Some would say I'm the shameless one here."
"I like Senpai's shamelessness, though?" Mashu tries to prove her point by leering at Senpai's exposed form, only to end up looking away while feeling like the tips of her ears are burning up. As expected, she's still far too inexperienced to pull off such high-level moves. "Senpai wouldn't be Senpai if she wasn't making girls blush left and right."
"Cheeky kouhai…" Senpai trails off, finally seeming to regain her confidence as she gently pulls Mashu's hands away from the zipper to get ahold of it herself. As is right and proper. "Keep talking like that and I'll gobble you up like the sweet and cute marshmallow you are~!"
"Ah… I was kind of looking forward to that?"
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It's a bit of a relief when Senpai climbs back into the bed to plant a featherweight kiss on Mashu's lips and cuddle together. This is… nice. Better than nice, this is great. The quiet warmth and unspoken closeness right after being shown the heights of intense lovemaking make for a perfect way to wrap it all up.
It would take a very greedy and ungrateful girl to ask anything else from this night indeed.
"Hey, Mashu?" Senpai calls out after a while of simply enjoying each other's closeness in silence.
"...Yes, Senpai?" It takes Mashu a moment to answer. She's not feeling sleepy, she very much doubts she'll be sleeping at all tonight, but it would be a lie to say the cozyness of the moment isn't getting to her in other ways.
"This was nice, wasn't it?" Senpai hums, making Mashu smile.
"Yes, Senpai!" She agrees enthusiastically, it was everything she ever imagined and so much more! Everything anyone could ask for.
"I hope that's not everything your vaunted Shielder Stamina can take, though." Senpai comments in an idle tone.
"Eh?" Mashu's chain of thought stutters, wondering if she's heard wrong. Senpai couldn't possibly mean…
"The night is still young and I still have a lot to teach you." Senpai shifts around, pulling back just enough that she can send Mashu a smile. It's a predatory thing, full of lust and hunger. "We haven't even tried scissoring yet."
"Eeeeeeeeeeh!?" It can't be, right?
"Unless you don't want to?" Senpai tilts her head, her lustful smile melting into a considering stare.
"N– No! That's not what I–" Mashu hurries to reassure Senpai. "I just assumed it was over!"
"And that's fine too. You don't need to push yourself, the last thing I want is for you to force yourself for my sake, that would feel like crap." Senpai reassures gently, completely missing the point for once and making Mashu bite her lip in frustration. "So feel free to shoot me down without worry. We can call it a night here if that's what you want."
"But I don't want that!" Mashu finally snaps, wrapping her arms around Senpai's torso and burying her face on Senpai's breasts. "I want to learn all Senpai has to teach!"
"All I have to teach?" Senpai questions with amusement, gently running a hand along Mashu's spine. "That might end up being a bit of a mess, you know?"
"Please, mess me up a lot, Senpai!" Mashu requests firmly, pulling back to make eye contact and convey how serious she's feeling. "I want to learn everything Senpai knows! And maybe, someday…"
"Mashu?"
"It's nothing, Senpai." Mashu shakes her head, a bit embarrassed by how much she's gotten ahead of herself. "What should we try next?"
"Fine, but we're taking things one at a time and we call it a night when I say we call it a night, okay?" Senpai finally relents. "The last thing we need is another fried brain incident."
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The closeness between the two of them as their bodies intertwined together… It's an intimate and heady feeling that she doesn't think she'll ever grow tired of.
But Senpai was right, the experience is also exhausting. Mashu hadn't been keeping count, but they couldn't have gone at it more than two or three… or ten times when Senpai put her foot down and decided to call it a night.
Servant or not, Mashu can't summon the energy to protest. But this isn't the end. Because maybe, someday… Mashu will finally meet Senpai's beloved Nii-san. When that day comes, she wants to be ready.
She falls asleep as soon as her eyes closed, a small smile on her lips. She still has a long way to go but, step by step, she's slowly moving forward.
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