019 - Interlewd I: To become a woman
It happened back in high-school, during a special occasion to celebrate particularly good news. She had been waiting with ever-growing impatience for years, for the perfect opening to come out with her feelings. In the end, she decides the perfect opening would never come unless she took matters in her own hands to manufacture it on her own. Some good alcohol, some carefully chosen conversation and Haku's deepest and most cherished wet dreams were about to become a reality.
She wasn't blind to the way her very much non-blood-related brother looked at her, something she'd gone out of her way to entice and encourage, but he had remained frustratingly restrained for a healthy and gregarious teenage male. Now that he had finally cracked though, Haku was intent on seeing it reach the final goal in a single push!
What started with tame kisses soon escalated in passion, their lips frantically seeking each other's as their tongues danced. Hands that were happy with mere hugs at the start rapidly became bolder, running all over the other's body to rub, tease and grope. At some point, her clothes started getting peeled off her body and, once her bra snapped open with a spark of magecraft, she knew she had him. There was no stopping it anymore.
"Beautiful." He whispers, devouring the sight of her breasts with his eyes. "You are beautiful, Haku."
"Thank goodness you like them, Nii-san." She mutters with a wide smile on her lips. "Please, do me more! Let's go all the way!"
"All the way, hmmm…?" He trails off while in a dangerous voice, reaching out to fondle her and causing a shiver of delight to run down her spine. "I don't think I want our first time to be on a couch, in a room that stinks from spilled alcohol."
Before she knows what was going on, she's being taken to his bedroom in a princess carry.
"Yes, I think a proper bed is required for this."
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Inside a darkened room within the living quarters of Chaldea, eyes snap wide open with a strangled gasp. Bed covers slid off as a figure sits up on the mattress, causing the automatic lights to power up as a hand reaches towards a heart beating wildly. Quick and swallow breathing, hair messy and sticky with sweat, cheeks flustered… as the figure takes stock of her own status, their gaze dances wildly around the room, scanning for something that's definitely not there.
Finally, the figure calms down enough to remember where she is and what's going on, letting out a long-drawn breath of relief. The relief is short lived though, as the figure freezes up and their eyes widen again. After what no doubt feels like eternity but couldn't have been more than twenty seconds, a dainty hand lifts up the sheets to look underneath, noting with no small amount of dismay the sticky mess lying underneath.
That's the story of how Mashu Kyrielight had her first wet dream ever.
A/N: Dream Cycle works both ways, yo.
I know this feels like a bit of a copout, specially after making you wait longer than usual for this update, but I can't really do anything about the rules of the site. Still, let me try and make up for it to you guys by updating again tomorrow. Maybe even the day after tomorrow too, if I can swing it.