In an apparent endeavor to mitigate her discomfort, Hayasaka Ai's delicate sanctum diligently exuded fluids, facilitating the lubrication of Kagura's ardent manhood. This marvel of the feminine physique left Kagura in reverent astonishment; though the tightness seemed nigh unbearable, the act of penetration flowed with an uncanny smoothness. Each thrust and retreat felt as though it siphoned his very vitality, while her form responded with charming, ceaseless subtlety.
Truly, the female essence is a sublime creation, harmoniously entwined with the masculine in such intimate congress.
As her secretions grew ever more abundant, the rhythmic cadence of Kagura's movements within her took on a lascivious timbre. Beholding Hayasaka Ai's derisive gaze—laden with a feigned disdain—Kagura's resolve hardened; he yearned to endure, to usher her to the pinnacle of ecstasy or to a plea for clemency before surrendering to his own release.
"Hearken, Hayasaka… your innermost depths proclaim their delight," he murmured with a teasing lilt.
"Tch…" Hayasaka Ai cast him a glance, her composure fraying at the edges. "It is naught but… a mere bodily reflex. Truly, a novice remains a novice—your efforts are rigid… utterly devoid of grace… not a whit pleasurable…"
Inwardly, she mused, *Lord Kagura, ravish this brazen, wanton maid with unbridled fervor.* Yet outwardly, she cloaked herself in indifference.
"Not pleasurable? Hmph, then I shall render you breathless with sensation!"
Thus, Kagura inclined toward her, his frame melding with Hayasaka Ai's, before summoning his strength to hoist her aloft. He rose beside the bed, his arms cradling the bends of her knees, his hands clasping her pliant buttocks with steadfast resolve. Hayasaka Ai swiftly encircled his neck with her arms, lending vigor to her legs in support.
Born into such an illustrious lineage, Kagura had been schooled in rigorous physical discipline from youth. Hayasaka Ai, charged with safeguarding him as the foremost heir, wielded an array of skills and boundless stamina. Thus, sustaining this stance proved a trifling feat for them both.
Gravity tugged insistently at Hayasaka Ai's form, yet Kagura's arms bolstered her from beneath, gripping firmly to elevate her, only to permit her descent with gravity's aid. She exerted herself below, her embrace tightening further. Unable to withstand the fervor of such thrusts, she was beset by a medley of ache and numbness. Reason cautioned that persistence might unravel her utterly, yet her flesh, as if ensnared by an intoxicating venom, craved the relentless pierce of his manhood—nay, longed for it to breach her very womb.
*Slosh—slosh—slosh…*
In this posture, Kagura's tempo was measured, yet each incursion plunged to profound depths with exceptional force. At first, Hayasaka Ai bore it with restraint, but soon the intensity overwhelmed her, compelling her to sink her teeth into his shoulder lest she betray herself with ignominious cries—unwilling to gift Kagura the triumph of her unraveling.
Though she uttered no word, Kagura discerned her plight with clarity. Undeterred, he bore her onward, his thrusts unrelenting as he advanced to the wall, pressing her back against its unyielding surface. Enclosed betwixt him and the barrier, Hayasaka Ai felt her breath constricted nigh to suffocation. Within this narrow confine, Kagura seized her hips, driving into her with a ferocity that seemed intent on shattering her innermost sanctum.
"Mmph… mmph…"
At length, Hayasaka Ai's frame grew rigid, her jaws releasing their hold on Kagura's shoulder unwittingly. Her legs, slung over his arms, quivered tautly before slackening, and she slumped against him, panting in great gulps.
Kagura perceived her climax, yet, mindful of her pride, he forbore to remark upon it. Instead, he persisted in his rhythm, his tongue tracing her sensitive nape until she ascended once more to rapture. Only then did he clutch her buttocks with a fervor that threatened to mark them, unleashing a torrent of viscous seed deep within her core.
The sensation of releasing within a woman's embrace for the first time was nothing short of transcendent; a tingling euphoria coursed through Kagura's scalp. Small wonder that men esteemed this as a momentous rite of passage.
His essence inundated Hayasaka Ai's hallowed recess, blending with her own fluids and spilling forth from their union, dappling the floor betwixt Kagura's legs.
"You rogue of a master… your abundance is prodigious…" Hayasaka Ai, having crested the wave alongside him, regained her poise while he yet luxuriated in this singular liberation.
To bestow his essence directly into the womb of an enchanting, mixed-blood maiden, unhindered by barriers and bound by mutual ardor—perchance no greater felicity existed in all the world.
Kagura's limbs faltered ere he relented at last. Hayasaka Ai's abdomen swelled faintly, and though he savored his inaugural taste of womanhood, his vigor showed no sign of waning. Yet, the strain of upholding her thus wearied him, prompting him to ease her onto the bed, their bodies still conjoined.
The instant he withdrew, a vertiginous haze enveloped Kagura, and a dense, murky stream of semen surged forth from what had, until moments prior, been an untouched haven. Her entrance, now flushed with exhilaration, gleamed more tender and full, contracting as if loath to relinquish the fleeing tide.
Hayasaka Ai deftly probed her portal with her fingers, dipping them as a calligrapher might an ink-laden brush. Beneath Kagura's rapt scrutiny, she cast him a sidelong, provocative glance, then slipped her digits into her mouth, languidly licking them pristine with deliberate flourish.
"What ails you… has my debauched lord exhausted his vigor? Still… in light of what has passed, I shall begrudgingly concede you are no fleeting spark," she intoned, cleansing her fingers of his essence before shaking her head with impassive scorn. "The flavor remains as ever—repugnant~"
"As ever repugnant?" Kagura discerned her relish in her gaze and mien. Having blossomed into womanhood afore him, Hayasaka Ai stood as his sole, tangible guide into the realm of desire. He recalled vividly the astonishment in her eyes when she first coaxed his release, and how she had consumed every drop unreservedly, aiding him to ecstasy thrice that night, each time tending to him with meticulous care.
"If it so offends, why do you partake with such relish?" he countered.
Regaining his breath, he knelt halfway, proffering his manhood—glistening with their mingled essences—to Hayasaka Ai's lips. With a playful expectoration, she met his eyes with an impudent upward stare, then enveloped him wholly, scouring every crevice with fastidious devotion.
"Phew…" Her task complete, Hayasaka Ai reclined, her legs curling into an elegant M. Her hands framed her disarrayed sanctum, fingertips parting the folds to unveil the rosy, engorged flesh within, still seeping their combined nectar. With a roguish smile, she tilted her head and inquired, "Lord Kagura, have you not always cherished the savor of this place? Will you not taste it now?"
"I adore your essence, yet mine own I cannot abide. I see you, wretch, seek merely to taunt me!"
So saying, Kagura seized her legs, drew them straight, and grasped her waist, turning her with deft command.
Hayasaka Ai emitted a victorious hum, chuckling softly, "Ah~ indeed, I taunt you, Lord Kagura. I have ushered you from innocence—will you not thank me, or at least permit a few jests?"
*Smack!* Kagura retrieved the belt she had cast aside and struck her buttocks, this time with measured force. Yet Hayasaka Ai's resilience against pain was formidable; she stifled any outcry, instead fixing him with a contemptuous stare. "Hmph, proceed then—why halt? Have you supped too lightly, Young Master Kagura?"
"Supper I forgo; I shall feast upon you instead!"
With that, he cast the belt aside, pressing his left knee beside her left thigh and his right near her other, straddling her as he drew nigh her waist. He lifted her skirt, baring the roots of her thighs and her buttocks, then parted her flesh and aligned his freshly cleansed manhood with her petal-like aperture, still weeping his seed.
"From behind, is it? Your inclinations mirror a hound's~"
"If I be a hound, then you are the vixen in season," Kagura retorted, steadying his unflagging shaft at her dewy threshold.
Even the mere press of his tip elicited delight. Reflecting that his prior haste had been excessive, Kagura resolved to linger over her this time, entering with languorous intent.
Having coupled face-to-face afore and now from behind, Hayasaka Ai harbored a clandestine unease, aware from past dalliances with artifice that this angle laid her bare. Yet she masked this, instead lifting her foot playfully to tap his back with her heel, as though striking a drum. "What troubles you, Lord Kagura? Why this languid pace? Does my embrace so enrapture you that haste might hasten your release? Though custom holds the second tide flows slower than the first~"
Such base goading stirred not a ripple in Kagura's soul. He drove his manhood to its utmost reach, savoring its communion with her cervical gate, then swiftly unzipped her maid's attire from behind, unveiling the pristine clasp of her white brassiere.
The fervor of their prior union had left Hayasaka Ai sweltering beneath her garb; his disrobing granted her respite. Still joined, he unhooked her brassiere, coaxing her to twist slightly. His right hand ventured beneath, threading through the brassiere's breach to seize her warm, damp breast.
Ah, his knuckles grazed her padding; Hayasaka Ai's true measure was a modest B, her apparent C a crafted illusion.
Kagura nearly laughed, but she, sensing his mirth, interposed, "Lord Kagura, is it seemly to mock the maid who has guided you from chastity?"
"Oh, my regrets," he replied, ensnaring her pert, hardened nipple betwixt forefinger and middle, his hand enveloping her breast in tender kneading as he leaned to share a fervent kiss with her half-turned visage.
His hips undulated slowly, his manhood gliding gently within her silken depths. This was her dread; her sanctum, freshly anointed with his seed, bore a slick viscosity that rendered his subtle motions effortless. Scant dozens of strokes sufficed to unravel Hayasaka Ai's restraint, her kiss growing distracted.
"Oh… does this please you, my voluptuous maid?" Kagura queried, twirling her nipple delicately with thumb and forefinger. A stifled cry nearly escaped her; she bit her forearm swiftly, then glared back with shamed defiance. "Since Lord Kagura opts for so ignominious a beastly union, why not ravage me as a beast might?"
"Are you daft? I am no fool. Such acts thrive best when both revel in delight. You, my steadfast companion and liberator from innocence—having sated me once, I now seek your equal rapture… and it seems this suits you well."
So saying, he pressed upon her, nibbling her flushed, fevered earlobe.
"Mmph… mmph…" Hayasaka Ai's form quivered, faintly at first, but as Kagura's threefold assault intensified, her legs thrashed as though in defiance, her lips clamped upon the pillow, her frame rigid as sun-parched quarry.
Moments later, she crumpled with a soft thud, her breaths covertly ragged.
Kagura held still, noting that while her upper lips spoke naught, her lower ones clasped him fiercely, pulsing erratically as if impatient to claim his next offering.
Yet he would not yield so soon.
"Your artistry is wretched… prating of my pleasure, yet I deem you merely wield me for your own," Hayasaka Ai murmured, her frame yet tingling from ecstasy.
"Oh? The wielder remains unspent, while the instrument has sung its peak?" Kagura teased, tracing her earlobe with a wicked grin.
"Your fancies are boundless," she rejoined, unyielding.
Thus, Kagura leisurely ushered her to rapture twice more. Yet by the third, the languid rhythm grew stale. Seizing her climax's throes, he clasped her waist, forsaking earlobe and breast to wield the dissembling Hayasaka Ai as a conduit for his desire, plunging fiercely into her warm, moist haven.
The sudden shift from tenderness to tempest left Hayasaka Ai defenseless; unable to voice reprieve, she loosed a string of shameful, lascivious moans. Cursing inwardly, she sought silence, yet her flesh defied her, an instrument of vice compelled to intone a chorus of bone-deep sighs beneath his relentless friction.
To hear Hayasaka Ai so steeped in carnal fervor was a rare privilege. Kagura, mortal as any, felt his senses reel from her cries. Blood surged downward, heralding his imminent release. He thrust both hands beneath her brassiere, clutching her modest yet supple breasts, and with half-choked roars drove his manhood to her deepest sanctum, bathing her eager cervical threshold in copious streams.
Their bodies fused tightly, protrusions and hollows melding seamlessly, man above and woman below, enacting a primal conquest wherein seed is sown into the womb through vehement union.
Kagura knew not how long this climax endured; only that time stretched ere his manhood ceased its occasional throbs within her. Hayasaka Ai wept softly, rapture and relentless fervor drawing tears to dampen her arms.
After an age, she feebly kicked upward, lamenting, "Truly, your essence is feral…"
"My gratitude…" Kagura sighed, savoring as he released her tender breasts, encircling her waist in embrace.
"If thanks be your intent, might you first withdraw from my depths? And your weight—seek you to smother me? This was no violation; no need to hush me so."
"Hehehe… your embrace is too exquisite; I loathe to part. Shall we venture once more?"
"Hah… your skill is paltry, yet your craving vast, huff… huff…" Hayasaka Ai gasped, shaking him off with effort.
Kagura bade her cleanse him with her mouth, then they coupled in missionary grace, his release anointing her face and tresses. Thus they paused, for supper loomed, and thrice spent, Kagura's ardor ebbed but a fraction.
Customarily, Hayasaka Ai would attend his bath, but time pressed. He bid her cleanse in her chamber's bath, he in his, hastening to conclude.
Her quarters nested within his own, they feared no discovery.
Yet the bed sheets lay in chaos, and though unseen now, the cleaning maid would surely note and report to his mother.