Chapitre 5: Chapter 5: Honeymoon Phase
The amount of sway the Exorcist Corp has in Japan is unparalleled. I watched in silent awe as the news anchor on the hotel TV's lobby described our battle with Shuten-dōji as nothing more than an 'accident'. No mention was made of the victims or any survivors and the growing pit in my stomach came from the realization that their families would likely never know what happened.
My mind went back to the fight itself or more so the words the Oni spoke as she entered the train car. 'Oi, those bastards lied! They said I'd get a real good fight and yet all I see is corpses!' Unlike in the original manga's timeline, Shuten-dōji was approached by someone promising her a good fight. On the other hand, the Shinjuku massacre originally occurred when someone unnamed gave the Oni a wine strong enough to send her into a drunken rage. Could these people be the same or is there a new threat on the horizon?
"You're doing it again, making that face. What's wrong?" The sound of the shower turning off broke me from my brooding as Charlotte emerged from the dense cloud of steam.
Her damp hair still kept its natural curl as it clung to her flush skin. The purple and black yukata exposed her delicate and small curves through the thin fabric. She walked with sultry steps on small pale feet made of porcelain, each step caused her yukata to rise exposing more of her creamy thighs. She looked absolutely stunning and I found myself trying hard to express my desire in words.
"Wow... you look great Shar!" My little pet-name for her didn't seem to go unnoticed as a pink blush dusted her cheeks and a nervous smile graced her lips. She wanted praise, to be told that her body was sexy and appealing. This most likely stemmed from her complex surrounding her petite frame. Being handed the kids' menu as an adult woman would be embarrassing and downright mortifying in front of your crush.
"Thanks,...darling." Her embarrassed voice as she called me 'darling' had me smiling like an idiot as I stood from the edge of the bed. Her little feet brought her right in front of me, and for the first time, I realized how much I towered over her. The top of her head came just below my pecs, and her ultra-curly hair was included in this figure as well. My idea of standing and giving her a kiss now seemed like such a stupid idea when we had been eye to eye with me sitting on the bed.
So I improvised by scooping her up in a princess carry. Charlotte gave a delighted squeal that only ceased when my lips met hers in a tender kiss. The heat of our breaths mingled as my tongue probed her lips seeking an invitation in which she gladly returned. The taste of strawberries filled my mouth as we exchanged saliva. I quickly won the nonexistent battle of dominance, her tongue quickly acquiescing to my aggressive ministrations.
I lowered us on the bed as we continued our kiss, my tongue wrapping around hers as cute little moans leaked from her lips. I could feel myself getting incredibly hard as my hands roamed her snow-white skin. My petting shifted into undressing as her moans grew louder and my desire to fuck her silly grew stronger.
"I love you Charlotte, you're so sexy." I broke our kiss and whispered in her ear. The husky sound of my voice sent a shiver down her spine as little goosebumps formed on her blemish-free skin. My effort to remove her yukata had been too easy, a part of me disliking the lack of a challenge. But what lay under the silk fabric more than made up for it.
Her perky a-cup breasts weren't even hidden by the lacy mesh of her purple and black bra. Hard pink nipples and areola could easily be seen behind the see-through fabric. My gaze traveled down from the tantalizing sight taking in the lovely view of her flat stomach. I let my finger trail down the smooth skin feeling the alluring softness only a woman could provide. Charlotte shuddered as my hand stopped at her 'panties'. The thing was just a string and a small triangle meant to hide her most intimate place. Damp arousal and the near-see-through fabric of her panties instead gave me a perfect view of her delicious pussy.
"Gariddan, I love you." Like the starting pistol of a race, her words sent me into a frenzy as I devoured her lips once more. My hands didn't remain idle either as I pulled her thong to the side revealing her glistening slit. The other hand had found a home under Charlotte's bra where I began to slowly tweak one of her hardened cherries.
"Oooooooh, fuck!" She hissed as our kiss broke. Her hips bucked up against my hand, the needy look in her eyes practically screamed 'fuck me', and who was I to deny such an earnest request.
My lips took to nipping at her neck, the desire to mark her body as mine manifested in the form of a hickey. I trailed kisses around my love bite, the tender flesh and cooling saliva sent a shudder trough her spine.
My fingers around her pussy began tweaking her clit as my other hand slowly trailed around her areola, each stroke left goosebumps in their wake. I could feel her growing closer to orgasm as I nibbled at her ear, the cute little squeak that left her lips was music to my ears.
"G-Garridan, I-I'm CUMMING~!" A jet spray of femcum doused the palm of my hand in sticky nectar as Charlotte convulsed under me. Her tongue stuck out and her eyes went cross-eyed as she gave me a fucked stupid grin. Unlike last time, however, I intended for more than my hand or mouth to touch her. I wanted her virginity.
Freeing my cock from the confines of my underwear sent a sigh of relief slipping through my lips. I used the hand still doused in Charlotte's love juice to pump my shaft mixing the precum from my tip with her nectar. Feeling that I had properly lubed up I let my dick follow gravity as it fell on her stomach. The massive length nearly touched her belly button as the base of my cock began grinding into her puffy muff. The squelching sound it created stirred Charlotte from her post-orgasm haze as her eyes looked down with no small amount of trepidation. And yet the most dominant emotion in her eyes was lust.
"Fuck me, darling." Her words were met with the head of my giant dick battering past her pussylips, the path deeper left unobstructed until I hit her hymen. A small grimace appeared on her face and I paused, her eyes looking at mine with hearts in their eyes. Honest to god cartoony hearts in her eyes.
"Do it, make me yours."
"Okay."
My cock broke her sacred treasure as I plundered her insides. The feeling of her pussy clamping on me like a vice nearly sent me over, my dick hadn't even made it all the way in and yet I met stiff resistance. Normally a woman losing her virginity would experience pain and discomfort but the hot sigh that left Charlotte's lips told me she may be an exception to that rule. A little trickle of blood dripping on the sheets was the only evidence of me taking her virginity.
"Oooooh, geist you're filling me up!" Her words spurred me on as I pulled back, the tight walls of her snatch fighting me on every inch. A low whine left Charlotte's lips as all that remained inside her was the tip of my dick. Before she could ask my hips thrusted with every ounce of power I had, my glans plowing through her wet hole with a meaty slap. The tip of my cock kissing her womb.
"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii~!!!" Her scream nearly busted my eardrums as her puss tightened like a hydraulic press, copious amounts of femcum dripped from her folds and onto the bed. My mouth began sucking on one of her nipples while my hand tweaked the other. She was shuddering so hard I felt worried I'd given her a seizure, but the screams of encouragement allayed my concerns.
"More!"
"Harder!"
"Faster!"
"Break me!" Each demand was interrupted by the sound of flesh meeting flesh as I picked up the pace. The tingle in my pelvis told me I was nearly there so I wanted to make the most of it.
My cock spread her cunny wide as she screamed my name, the glans finally breaking through into her womb. In my old life this would've been impossible or even if it was it would be an incredibly painful experience for the woman. But Charlotte seemed to sing as her moans reached a higher pitch, her pussy releasing a torrent of love juice covering my pubic bone. The folds of her pussy contracted around me in shuddering undulations, each one feeling like the rhythm of a heartbeat.
"I-I'm gonna cum Charlotte!" I wanted to be polite and offer her the chance to request where she wanted my cum, but her next words made the choice all the more easy.
"Inside, don't you dare think about pulling out!" She screamed as if she had read my mind, her surprisingly stern tone made my dick twitch inside her. She let out a shuddering moan at the sensation before speaking, "I want you to mark me, to let everyone know I'm yours!"
Her words gave me an idea as I channeled geist into my thrusts, the energy leaking to Charlotte in waves that crashed down on her. A loud moan left her lips as she looked on with wide eyes at the sight before her. Right at the place where my dick met her womb lay a purple heart tattoo. The thing radiated my geist as it filled her with power, and something else.
"I-I can feel you." Her eyes watered with tears of joy. A mark branding her as mine with built-in stalker functions like a tracking rune was probably not a gift a normal girl would like, but Charlotte was different.
"Now they'll know you are mine, any bug flying around you will sense my geist," I spoke softly as my dick gyrated in her sopping puss. The tingling of my cockhead grew stronger as I destroyed her womb.
The edge of my orgasm grew closer and with one final thrust, a geyser of cum filled her womb. The feeling alone brought her into another mind-numbing orgasm, each rope of cum hitting the back of her womb and sending shockwaves throughout her body. And as my orgasm subsided I collapsed on top of Charlotte, our sweaty bodies' only movement being the steady rise and fall of our breaths. Like that, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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