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[ her mouth watered at the thought of sucking him off- eager to slide down to the floor to kneel between the spread of his legs and take his cock deep into her throat. to guzzle down that sweet fountain of mana and quench an impossible thirst that only her Master can fill...

alas, orders were orders. ]

So demanding, this Master of mine. [ Saber's breath hitches as he toys with her sensitive peaks, a quiet mewl vibrating in her throat as her fingers squeeze his swollen cock. ] Mnn, I won't keep you waiting, then...

[rising up on her knees, Saber's hands move to her shorts, tugging them open before pushing the skin tight leather material and her panties both down the swell of her hips to bunch at her thighs. her weight shifts from one leg to the other until she's managed to shake the material completely. as for her boots, well... it would take too much time and effort to take them off at this point in the game so instead she opts to simply leave them on.

she grasps his shoulder to steady herself, one hand reaching to position his cock as she lowers her hips. he'll feel the heat of her sex before the head of his cock slips between her dripping wet folds. her mouth falls open with a soft gasp, rocking against him and gliding along his engorged length to coat him in her arousal. even that much feels so fucking good she can hardly stand it, teeth sinking into her bottom lip as she aligns the very tip with her tight little entrance.... and holds him there on the brink of penetration. ]

Haaa... is this what you want, Master?

[ The greediest part of him had that thought fed into his pretty little head already. Sliding her down between his legs...or letting her get comfortable on the couch with him, leaning over his lap. At least that way he could coax more thick sounds of pleasure, playing with her pussy while she was bent over his cock. She's tough. The strongest. But even Shirou had to think of a girl's knees after rubbing on the floor long enough. She faux laments him for being so demanding, yet the hitch in her breath as she loses herself just as he was, tells him everything that he needs to know.

His dick was already pulsing so sensitively, thickening still in her grip from how turned on he was at the sight of her, and the words she poured into his ear like hot honey. The anticipation builds, and his abdomen clenches tighter than it has before. Like his stomach was about to twist in a knot if he didn't get what he wanted and fast. It's sated slightly by the sight of Saber moving her tight booty shorts down the curve of her hips. So snug that they hug her thighs so deliciously. He doesn't downright lick his lips in front of her, like some dog in a rut...but he does wet his lip before swallowing thickly.

All the while keeping his legs comfortably spread for her by the time she's taken them off completely, a hand gripping the base of his cock and pumping himself slowly for her. A modicum of relief before she finally takes him again. ]

Ngh— [ Just the teasing rub of her sex against the swollen tip of his cock sent a pulsating jolt straight to the root of his crotch...then she rocks her hips, the broad underside of his length twitching as she coats him in her wetness. ] Haa...mn- Ah...

[ It's taking practically all of his willpower not to just grab her by the hips and bring her down hard and rough, so instead, as she aligns the tip with her tight little pussy, on the brink, the very tiptop of the rollercoaster...

Waiting to take the plunge.

He's commanded so much of her right back. She's earned herself a treat in taking this how she wants. After all, like the Holy Grail War itself, her victory was his. And he wants her to take all of it as greedily as she pleases. Which is exactly why Shirou's hands grope her soft thighs, squeezing and pressing so that her hips would come down. He rolls his own, his turgid girth nudging at the tight resistance of her entrance. Like if he pressed on her thighs harder, with more force, wedging her folds apart more...

Please, Saber... ]

That's it... [ He wants to watch her. ] All the way down.

Edited 2024-01-09 08:15 (UTC)

[ continuing to taunt him the way she had, she'd expected her haughty Master would snap under the pressure she applied and yank her down....

but he doesn't. his hands, while encouraging, are far from forceful as he molds the soft flesh of her thighs and entices her to take him in on her own accord. his cock just teases against that thin barrier, offering her just a bit more pressure, spreading her just a little wider. but what really surprises her is his voice, so self assured and steady. nothing at all like the stuttering school boy who once might've struggled to look her in the eye at a time like this. now he sat back, relaxed, coaxing her along with a subtly commanding tone.

it's enough to cause Saber to nearly fumble, cheeks reddening as she gawks back at the emboldened man reclining in front of her, patiently waiting for her to make her move. if it weren't for how worked up they both are, she might've considered disobeying on principle.... but that thought doesn't even attempt to register at the moment.

frazzled, Saber averts her eyes, closing them as she takes a deep breath to steel the sudden flutter of nerves in her stomach- seeing him staring up at her expectantly like that. just who is her Master becoming? maybe she's taken things too far, her corrupted nature seems to be rubbing off on him. ]

Hmpth... [ someone's fulfilling their role a bit too well.

Alter wants more than anything to wipe that smug look off his face.... which is why she finally gives him exactly what he's been asking for. she spreads her knees a little further and her hips come down, hard and fast, taking him in all at once as the plush flesh of her ass cheeks slap against the tops of his thighs on impact. the head of his cock rams against her cervix, filling her as deep as he can possibly go as her walls oh so snugly embrace every inch.

it's enough force to knock the wind right out of her, left panting as her small body trembles. ] H-Haa... aah... like this?

[ It's not quite a fumble. But the way her cheeks redden as he steps up to the proverbial plate, he doesn't quite steep into an older, devilish smirk...but the curve of his lip does threaten to tread upon another path. One that he'd refused to accept for so long. But, deep down, at his core...it is the root of a hero of justice, after all. It's less herself corroding him and more that she was bringing to the surface shades of the man he could become if his ideals crack. He matures, but at what cost. He loses pieces of that boy who wanted to save everyone, shard by shard...but for Saber, who the sight of was something he would carry straight to hell with him if he must,

Shirou was still there. And he was coming into a side of himself that he didn't think existed as the anticipation they've built is severed. A flick of the knife, and she's finally comes down, his nails biting into her thighs as the clap of her ass over the tops of his thighs fills the room. ]

Aahh...!

[ He was already throbbing so quickly before, and as he invades her tight body with his burgeoning cock, he can feel himself, rooted in the pit of her stomach, the bell end of his girth flattening her cervix, as if threatening that he could press her deeper. It's as far as he can go though, and his thigh muscles grow further taut before he releases the pressure on his limbs. He relaxes again...the hardest part of him already digging at her insides as she trembles and catches her breath temporarily. ]

Yeah...just like that, Saber.

[ His hands quit digging so fiercely into her thighs, rubbing them as he applies less pressure to keep her seated on his dick. ... Moreso that he could give her better access to start moving. And if she needed a little more encouragement, Shirou props his feet on the floor, bracing himself for better positioning as he raises his hips up some more. The head of his cock on her cervix presses again, swelling and pulsing so hotly. ]

[ the sharp sting of his nails digging into her flesh and the sound of his breathless satisfaction ringing in her ears is every bit the reward she'd hoped to receive. but at the root of it all, his cock filling her and throbbing so deliciously- there's nothing else in this whole world quite like it. no greater indulgence, no meal could ever compare.

"Yeah...just like that, Saber."

fuck. as if she needed any more encouragement to give him exactly what he wants? those words light a fire under her ass, almost literally as he pops his hips and bounces her upward in his lap.] Ahhh-! [ her hands find purchase against the back of the couch behind his head, knees digging into the cushions beneath them as she raises her hips. she's so wet, his dick nearly slips from her entirely but she stops just shy of losing him to hurl herself back down with another slap of skin, louder this time. harder. her voice breaks when she cries out in pleasure this time, muscles tensing as she pulses erratically around him. ] Fu-uck, Shirou!

[ she doesn't wait to do it a third time. then a fourth. gradually losing count as her pace begins to quicken and her movements become more fluid. up and down. up and down. clench. grind. repeat. working herself up to a nice steady rhythm. ]

[ What else could Shirou say besides her name and praises? She's done more than rub off on him. When they're like this, it's practically night and day. A part of themselves, but the boy who she was speaking to prior to their foray here on this couch is nowhere to be found right now. It's like she was looking into the eyes of somebody else. Rather...the other side of the same coin. And she's the one responsible for flipping him. The young man was out to lunch now. Right now, the one in his place was more keen on ensuring that his Tyrant got her fulfilling meal of him. Just as he found himself losing his sense of self for the sake of indulging every inch of her gorgeous body.

Bouncing up and down the length of his cock, her grip shifting to the back of the couch, leaving her to lean in over him and her perky breasts bouncing hypnotically in his immediate view. The visual and physical stimulation was damn near enough to knock the wind out of him. ]

S-Saber...you're even tighter.

[ And he can especially feel it as she raises her hips, gripping his thick cock for every inch of him she's swallowed. A deep groan rocks Shirou as his own hands move, this time to stay on her shapely ass before she slams herself down hard. The audible slap of her hips as he can feel himself breaching her deep. Like she was fucking herself on him like he were a live, oh-so-throbbing toy. This 'toy' wouldn't break. Not so easily. Not when his hands stay firmly placed on her backside as she begins to bring herself up...and down...

Up. And down. Again. And again. And again. ]

Ggh— fuck...up and down like that.

[ Emphasis on that last word when he squeezes her ass and finds his own pace to her, thrusting up in time with her riding down on him to the root. Every time, he drums on her core, tempting fate as he leaks precum in excess, their hips becoming a wetter slosh of passion as they indulge the desperate pace. He only wishes that this steady climb of euphoria could continue forever. That eventually when she does make him pop for the first time, that there didn't have to be a way down. It just felt so good. Her pussy wrings him for everything that he's worth every single time. ]

[ each time they do this it gets easier, better. they're both honing new skills, testing their limits. it's addictive- not just the transfer of mana, but the act itself. no one else has ever touched her like this, she's never let anyone close enough. with Shirou it feels so natural. the desire to be with him, to please him, to make him her's, it's near maddening to the point where she cannot think of anything else.

she can feel heat tingling in her muscles, sweat gathering at the backs of her knees as her thighs jiggle and her stomach swells each time she impales herself on his swollen cock. something so large really shouldn't fit inside her petite little body, but that doesn't keep Saber from riding him like there's no tomorrow. gluttony and greed go hand in hand for a dragon, and tonight Shirou is the treasure she covets. she wants to fuck him until he's a whimpering mess, until its all he can do to cry out in desperation and rut against her like an animal in heat. just imagining the fucked out look on his face when he inevitably comes is more than enough motivation to keep the momentum going. ]

Haaa, you look good enough to eat, Master.

[ her tongue swipes across her bottom lip, grinning devilishly as her fingers wind into his hair at the base of his skull, yanking his head back to expose his throat. she dips to attack his neck with her teeth, clamping down and sucking provocatively on the sensitive flesh as her hips roll to a more seductive tempo. she likes the feeling of his hands squeezing her ass as they grind. he's so deep, she can't help but moan against his skin, nails scraping at his scalp. ]

[ Everything that Shirou catches in his peripheral is overloading his senses. Overstimulating his body and mind. But it's not a dizzying, woozy feeling. If anything, she yearns and urges him to focus. The faint, telling swell of his cock bumping in her stomach is such a visceral image in his mind. She was his sheath now, and there's something downright sinful in wanting to break her. In wanting to see someone as powerful as Saber rolling her eyes in the back of her head while he claimed his stake of every inch of her. And whatever engine was guiding these thoughts...he wasn't in any mood to talk back to it.

But now, it was all a matter of figuring out...who would crumble first. And if the rubble had enough fortitude left to bring the victor down with them. ]

Haa—

[ Good enough to eat... He knows. Servants could draw from the souls of others. That's not what she's getting at in the slightest. Not when a more innocent expression crosses his eyes, widening as his dick twitches inside her to the root when she yanks his head back. He grunts, flinching when she bites down and sucks at his throat. He can't make these marks go away...not the same way Servants can. But he's really past the point of caring about that too, especially when he can indulge and feel himself gradually building up to a familiar sensation in his loins. The kind that saw Saber's pussy wringing him for every drop that he's worth. His cock thickens, one particular twitch causing his member to feel as if it jumps inside her, the bell end of his cock pressing her core up with a dizzying, pleasurable pressure. He can't bring himself to care whether it hurts so good or not, as he pants heatedly against her ear, husky and daring, ]

So what's stopping you?

[ Keep greedily riding his cock. Clean him up if she must, only to send him teetering over the edge again. Every single way he can conceive having her, he's not going to change their positions up yet until she's taken what she's earned. And that was the mana-rich, thick cum of her Master bursting and overflowing her insides. ]

[ she can tell he's growing more impatient, the way his cock jumps and twitches against her inner walls tells Saber everything she needs to know. he's getting so worked up, making it that much more satisfying for them both when he inevitably explodes deep inside her with a white hot gush. she can feel his pulse pounding in his neck, lips parting from the freshly made bruise on his throat that would undoubtably linger on his skin in the days that follow. a wordless claim of ownership, not unlike the command seals etched onto the back of his hand. Saber may be his servant, but Shirou's the one sporting her marks.

she cranes her head to catch his earlobe between her teeth, nibbling and scraping lightly at the oh so tender flesh before nosing higher into his sweat dampened hair. there, she dips her tongue into the hollow of his ear, swirling the hot, wet muscle in sensual circles- just the way he likes.

to his question, Alter has to fight the urge to grin wolfishly as she looses a heated breath against his cheek. ]

I wanna see... the look on your face, when I devour you, Shirou~

[ she leans back, the grip on his hair tightening to keep his head tilted in place. forcing his gaze to stay level with hers as she bounces more vigorously in his lap, gasping and moaning each time he thrums against her core. faster, harder, whatever it takes to make him lose himself entirely to this, to her. she wants to watch, wants to see the exact moment he's sent hurtling over that edge- when he unravels completely. she can feel her own climax trickling in, a tickle in the pit of her belly that quickly begins to coil and tighten into knots. she won't let herself reach that peak, not yet, not until she feels Shirou painting her insides with his cum. ]

[ Impatience was an understatement. There was nothing more he wanted to do than to let himself be devoured. To be consumed whole to the root of his very soul if it meant preserving this level of sin. Sin he once thought he was undeserving of. Sin that he once thought he would deny as it obstructed his pursuit of becoming a Hero of Justice. But then his heart grows heavy. Hotter. Like a purity that was nestled and embedded to his very spirit was starting to show cracks. Every sweep of Saber's tongue along the pulse of his neck. Every time her inner walls greedily squeezed and twitched when the bulbous tip rang hard on her cervix. Every pump of her hips that winds his body tighter and tighter, like he'd actually break under the pressure.

He almost forgets what he wants to do with his hands, thoughts flowing together into a pile of mush where all he can feel, see, and hear is Saber. Her moans. The haunting yet mesmerizing glow of her golden gaze as she bounces more vigorou8sly in his lap. Shirou barely registers the way she pulls on his scalp, canting his head back as her tits roll hypnotically in his peripheral. ]

Saber... [ Devour him. ] Saber...

[ Swallow him whole. ]

Saber...!

[ The fire within the forge rages out of control. Everything is burning down and it's all that they can do but watch it all burn together. His cock swells, the biggest it's been since she'd begun sheathing herself on him over and over...! ]

Fuck— I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum...

[ It's too late. Her body wrings him so tight, it's a miracle she seated herself so greedily upon her throne of flesh as she did. His abdomen visibly clenches, to the point where it actually fucking hurts, the harsh slap of his hands on her ass as he squeezes and pushes her down hard in his lap. The head of his cock wedges itself, nudging on her womb like he wanted to damn near break in when he finally bursts.

And she won't let him close his eyes. He can't close his eyes when she commands him. When he wants to see the look on her face too as he looses a long, drawn out moan, his legs trembling and threatening to turn to jelly as the hardest part of him ripples with thick throbs inside her, a mana-rich warmth bursting in the pit of her belly as his hot cum overflows. It doesn't stop. It feels like it doesn't stop as he cums in excess for her, mouth hanging lulled in unhinged debauchery before he threatens to swallow for air. He can feel the length of him being coated, sticky and hot as her stuffed little pussy leaks around the sides of his cock with his seed.

Coating down his balls, while his overly sensitive measure stays put rooted inside Saber. Still twitching. Still rhythmically swelling as he spends the rest of his load inside her. ]

[ she can tell he's edging closer, her movements spurred on by each passing cry of her name, every one more breathless, more desperate than the last. until finally his pleading cries devolve into senseless whimpers as he unravels completely. his fingers dig into the plump flesh of her ass as he clamps down, ramming her tight against his lap and rooting her firmly in place with all his strength as he spends himself deep within- wedged as deep as he can possibly go. she can feel the moment he finally erupts with a flood of hot, thick cum filling her to the very brim and coating every square inch. her pussy clamps down, wringing him for all he is worth as she finally peaks from the enormous pressure, gasping as her climax practically rips right through her. ]

Shirou-! [ pleasure overloads her senses, gold eyes hazy as her body shudders, lean muscle fluttering beneath his fingertips as he holds her down against his quivering thighs. both of them ensnared in the height of ecstasy with no sign of relief anytime soon. its overwhelming, the sheer power of her orgasm as Shirou pulses and releases every last drop he can muster. it's a good thing he's holding onto her so tightly, otherwise she might have lost her balance and fallen right off his lap. instead she remains perfectly perched there on top of him, perfection in every sense of the word as her tiny body soaks up the rich fountain of mana overflowing inside of her.

delicious. ]

Mmmm, [ she smiles, buzzing with warmth and magic and every good feeling imaginable as her hold on his scalp loosens to comb her fingers through his hair in a lazy but appreciative manner. ] that's a good boy. [ she leans forward, her forehead brushing his as she pants to catch her breath, stroking his crown almost affectionately in stark contrast to the otherwise rough treatment that preceded it. ] So good.

[ Shirou may have had many paths that could lead him to becoming a machine— a barely breathing factory that only knew of steel manifest. But none of these paths could ever let him forget this feeling. Of a sense of nostalgia that lingers on the brim of his memory of a life he'd left behind. This wasn't the same girl that he knew, and yet whens he cries out his name like that, his breath catches in his throat amidst the thrumming waves of passion as he spends himself so thoroughly inside her. Yet...there's no longing. There's no yearning for the past when one fateful memory would stay with him even if were to fall into the depths of hell.

There's only the sinful heat that embraces him and Saber in his lap now. And the fact that he couldn't think of anything less than stealing more from her. Just as much as he gives, she's taught him a thing or two about greed and embracing it if it meant being able to sleep a little longer at night. Funny, it took him losing everything before finally accepting that it was okay to feel like he deserves something. Call it a compromise, he copes with himself, as his ideals continue to hang on the edge. But, frankly put...

Saber felt so good. Really fucking good. And there's something about the way she combs his hair through her slender fingers, the tyrant letting her proverbial hair down for someone so loyal that he wouldn't dare question it. As harsh as she wants to be, as tender as she wishes to be when she praises her 'good boy' for a job well done. A flush of blissful shame washes over him in the afterglow as he swallows and catches his breath, deeper amber hues matching her golds despite the slight glassiness to his. ]

Haa...haa... [ He swallows. ] Haah-

[ His fingers caress, flirting the dip in the small of her back as he finally registers words, his lips parting as he breathes so close to her. ]

You're gonna...get me hard again...

[ Calling him that. Praising him like that. Clenching that cumstained pussy of hers around his cock as what little softening he'd been done was battled by more thick throbs of pleasure. Throbs that get him to loose a sigh again while a hand dips down to her plush thigh, thumb trailing along the inside some. ]

S-Sensitive...

[ Him? Her? ~~Por que no los dos?~~ ]

[ saber's focus drifts absentmindedly to the swollen parting of Shirou's lips as his breath fogs warm against her skin. this closeness... it's something so foreign for the little king and yet, somehow it feels so natural when she's with him. the affectionate drag of his fingers as they gently map the dips and curves of her lower back coaxes a pleasured sigh from her as she noses against his cheek.

these feelings.... she doesn't know what to do with them outside of embracing him like this.

they're still winding down from that initial high, still catching their breaths. every little shift between them, every tiny caress feels so much more intense, more raw. her body practically hums with renewed energy, the soreness in her muscles gradually receding as her body soaks up the mana he's so generously bestowed her with. it feels akin to lying in an open field in the middle of summer, soaking up the warm rays of sunshine on her bare skin.

she can't help but grin wickedly at his words, breath hitching as she feels him throbbing and threatening to harden while still buried deep inside. ]

So soon?

[ her eyes follow the path his hand takes with aroused interest, her own fingers twining playfully through his ginger locks. ]

Ahh. Very... [ sensitive, that is. his touch is so close and yet still shy of where she's craving it most. ]

[ If neither one of them could put words behind these feelings, than perhaps it was best that they remain sheathed for now. For Saber, it was a foreign yet natural progression for her, finding her Master someone who would indulge her greed. For Emiya Shirou, it was a feeling in his heart that would never be snuffed out, even if the rest of his body became a machine. A fleck of his heart would always beat for a memory of her. Preserve that and carry it with him long after his mortal body had expired. A memory that carries him into this new life in Shinjuku, where his King is his comfort and console.

And he can leave her fulfilled as many times as she sees fit. Her Master may be inadequate when compared to more proficient magi, and the quality in flow of his circuits was still a heavy work in progress, but what he had to give more directly?

So rich. So heavy and brimming, so compatible when Saber's wicked grin guiltily rekindles that spark that lights the forge again. How could he not when she'd playfully threaded his auburn hair. ]

Yeah.

[ He drops the pretenses, the metaphors, and shoots straight with her, the hand that'd danced so dangerously close to the junction of her thighs unable to continue flirting either. ]

Saber... [ Ah ah. She's right here in front of you. ] You feel so damn good.

[ So much that despite the warm mess he's made of her insides, any notion of going soft flies right out the window as his girth gives a pronounced lurch with an insistent roll of his hips up into her. Right as his palm splays over her lower abdomen, his thumb tracing her little throbbing clit. ]

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