Reimu's a boy now, don't think too much about it, i certainly did not.
On one side of the table, a man ate quietly, a modest serving of fish with some rice on the side. A lunch like any other, if not for the scene on the opposite side: empty bowls piled one after another, a woman wolfed down her food like a beast, with complete disregard for everything around.
Though he did not show it, her lack of manners bothered him, yet more concerning was the "why". With the bloody aftermath of her last fight still fresh in his mind, nettled beyond reason she was preparing for a rematch, she should know the Hakurei was unbeatable by now.
He knew well of futile endeavors, voicing his objections were one. The words wouldn't come out, he didn't have the guts to stand up, to her, to anyone around. He remained silent once more, this time when it mattered most.
And she knew that already, his cowardice was all too familiar by now.
She felt unfit to be a woman after being mistaken for a man so many times, yet next to him, she might as well have been one. Still, what could she do about it? Though a failure he may be, that's just the way he was.
For his sake more than anyone's, she fought to keep her thoughts in check, such enthusiasm wasn't shared by Reimu, however, who wasn't feeling like it today. Impatient as always, bargaining was the next thing in line, if Reimu won she'll do whatever he wants .
This bout was less violent as he clearly held back, the taste of defeat much more bitter for it, to him it was the other way around. Her sweat and blood was like a nectar when licked directly from her wounds, however few they might have been. His tongue ran across her chiseled body, and he loved every inch of it.
Whether the stimulation or the compliments, she was drenched by all of this, made more evident as his fingers slid in and out, despite appearances he knew really well where to touch. And yet no amount of moans would wipe the troubled look on her eyes.
Her body was finally sought after, at the mercy of a male's lust, but it wasn't her lover...he could never go so far. If he saw what was happening, would he even dare to fight back?
Though bittersweet feelings persisted, at least her sour expression eased up. Her pussy quivered as she squirted shamelessly all over the mat, the cue Reimu needed to move onto the next act.
The young miko stood up, his apparent innocence at odds with the truth. His pants taken out to reveal a beast sealed down on his crotch, with each talisman removed the demon rose up, throbbing and firm once all of them were gone.
Her eyes widened in terror, no boy should have something that large. She was beaten and pinned down, her pleads for mercy soon rejected, no putting the brakes on it now. The samurai was about to be dominated , and deep inside, she looked forward to that.
The pain of her first time was short lived, and the pleasure healed more than just that. Repressed feelings, buried desires, brought to life and set free at last. His masssive cock battered her womb with expertise, pounding her brain to mush, soon calling out his name with a passion, growing more attached with each thrust.
His sacred seed was thick and warm, burning up her inner demons with each shot of it pumped inside. The first creampie of the day, and each of them far from being the last, always ensnared by her legs with a blissful look in her eyes. She begged him to be knocked up, to be forever at his side, to forget a certain someone, to leave that burden behind.
When the flames of passion run their course, they still had eachother to keep themselves warm. Reimu laid to rest atop her body, sleeping soundly between her arms. That he went on for so long was a miracle, even as cum flowed out of her pussy she was still stuffed full, no doubt pregnant with his child.
No regrets were left in her, all guilt was now reduced to ash, she truly felt like a woman for the first time in her life.
This went in circles far longer than it had any right to, i'm glad it's done at last. I had some ideas to write the morning after, but for my own sake i decided to end things like that. Never again am i going to hold onto a story for so long .