Mahou Shoujo Lyrical Nanoha Fan Fiction ❯ Swords and Shields: War and Peace ❯ War and Peace ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

When he came within arms-reach, the swordswoman sat up and settled a flat look on the blonde. "Yuuno." Signum was rather glad she could see him jump in surprise and drop the light, deactivating it. Her eyes had adjusted to the darkness some time ago. "Kindly explain why you are still awake."

Yuuno swallowed nervously. The muggy air did not help him regain his senses from the shock. "Well... I, ah..." His eyes slowly began to focus as the darkness regressed at a crawl. Signum's gaze did not leave him as he fumbled. "I was really close to finishing off my analysis of\" He was cut off as a hand reached out and grabbed his arm.

"And if I remember correctly, that is what you said last time." She was in no mood for games as she pulled him closer. "Now, will you go to sleep?"

The blonde began trying to move away, forcing her to grab his other arm with her other hand in response. "I'll get some sleep in a bit, so please, Signum." He could keep going. Just a bit longer was all he wanted. He could rest on the trip home. Just like always.

"No." Signum's tone was non-negotiable as her eyes narrowed. She would make sure he got his rest one way or another. The struggle was brief, if it could even be called as such. Even in such an odd position, she was more than capable of pulling the man into bed and holding him there. "You are going to get some sleep even if I have to hold you here all night. I will not have you finally give out at the worst possible moment."

For Yuuno, held firm against Signum's body, it was a special kind of torture. He could feel her. The heat had forced her into a tank top and shorts, revealing far more of her body to him than he was able to handle at the moment. His own lack of a shirt allowed him to feel every inch of her pressed against him. Toned muscle defining a curvaceous frame. His mind could not help but burn every detail of her into his memory.

Her soft, smooth skin, hot and sweaty.

Ample bust, barely constrained by the thin, white fabric and heaving against him with each breath she took.

Long legs, one of which was tightly locked around his own to further prevent his escape.

His emerald gaze met her crystal blue. She was flushed, breathing deeply from the exertion to pull him into bed. Sweat dripped from her face as her unbound hair remained pasted to her flesh. Her gaze was steely, but fiery. Primal in appearance.

And her lips... Those barely parted pink lips from which heated breath issued past.

Such soft lips...

Yuuno Scrya could not help himself. He wanted her. More than anything in the world, he wanted Signum Yagami.

His lips captured hers, and months, if not years, of restrained up desire flowed forth. She tasted like metal, salt, and cinnamon. It was a taste he wanted to savor and make his. Only his to luxuriate in.

Signum's eyes widened in shock at the sudden advance; she had not been expecting such a movement, and thus were her lips taken. Dominated. Her steely gaze melted and fire consumed her, spreading from her core to every part of her body. He had done it. He had conquered a part of her. And yet, she found herself fighting to regain control.

Her own suppressed wants flowed forth as she began trying to retake what had been wrested from her. Even greater the fire grew as she assailed his own lips. She grasped his cheeks and pulled him against her yet harder. She wanted this. She wanted him. Just as much as he wanted her.

Here was a man who had risen to every challenge she had put before him and had sought to stand against her upon her most treasured field. Yuuno wanted her. He wanted to dominate her. Her, the General of Blazing Fire. But she would not let him take her so easily. She would fight to take him as much as he to take her. The raging inferno which pulsed within her heart demanded no less. Neither did the furnace of her loins.

Yuuno's hands responded to the advancement against his own lips as they sought out other territory to conquer. They moved with all the clumsiness and desperation of the exhausted and impassioned. One hand found itself pulling Signum tightly against him, further pressing their heated bodies against one another as it slid further and further down. Inching ever closer to the seductive curves which lay beyond the small of her back.

Such curves which had drawn his attention so often as of late. He wanted to feel every possible inch of them, memorize them. Make them belong to him and only him. His hand slowly crept past the waistband of Signum's shorts and found perchance on her shapely rear, eliciting a shiver from the woman in his arms. It was soft, firm, and he knew he could have spent forever massaging such supple flesh. Not because it was such a wondrous feeling. But because it was Signum.

His other hand moved beneath the nearly indecent shirt Signum wore, pressing against her back and forcing their bodies ever closer. As their lips and tongues danced and tasted one another, their already minimal clothing began feeling restricting and tight. Yuuno's dextrous fingers began making their way around to the heavy bust which was all but exposed by their fevered actions. A squeeze of the soft mound led Signum to moan deeply into Yuuno's mouth.

A moan which as not the last. A moan which further spurred him on. He would pleasure her as he dominated her. He would make her scream his name in surrender. He would love her as no other was capable of loving. All because she was Signum.

Each motion of Yuuno's hands further stoked the already rampaging fires burning away within Signum. She wanted so much more of him. To feel every nick and scar upon his body. Each sign of battle and badge of combat he had been granted. Both in their passionate exchanges on the field and in his own work. Marks which emboldened her actions and further drove her desires. One hand left Yuuno's cheek and began tracing over each and every wound which had left its mark upon his body. An action which was met with an approving groan from her bedmate.

Even more so when her other hand joined in the exploration of Yuuno's body. Feeling him and memorizing him. His was not the sculpted frame of ancient gods enshrined as statues, but it need not be to her wanting touch.

She would never have anyone. Not unless they were this man. This man who so drove her mad with impassioned thoughts. Thoughts of sin and warfare. She wanted no one else to stoke these fires and meet her in battle in such a sensuous way. She would only ever conquer and be conquered by Yuuno Scrya. This Yuuno Scrya she had come to love.

Her leg, still wrapped around Yuuno's own as a means of further restraining him, tightened and pulled him closer, moving up towards his waist as it did so. It was an action which ground their hips together and further fueled her fires and led her to bemoan the separation between their bodies. Yet she was unable to distract her mind long enough to remove the offending garments.

They trailed bites and searing kisses along one another's necks not a moment after breaking the lengthy kiss. Hands danced and grasped oh so willing flesh as their daring wants grew. Both Knight and librarian seeking to conquer the other without mercy. Both wanting to take everything the other had to offer and yet more.

The librarian's hands, no longer content to simply be used as tools to sample and scout the luscious terrain of the Knight's body, demanded they be put to the offensive. And so their commander did grant the request.

Signum moaned in frustration as the hands which had been so vigorously assailing her breasts and rear retreated, leaving her flesh burning and aching for more. Before she could take action to go on the offensive, to further claim her lover's flesh, Yuuno grasped her wrists and pushed, forcing her onto her back and pinning her arms to the bed.

Yuuno took in the sight of the beautiful and deadly woman beneath him, breathing heavily and drenched in sweat. Her long pink hair was splayed about as though it were a messy halo whilst some strands stuck to her glistening and flushed face. Her already scandalous clothing was in disarray and soaked in sweat and the strong scent of arousal. He could hardly call it clothing anymore.

No, it was an impediment to his campaign. An impediment he would remove.

Fiery blue eyes gazed into his own as Signum fought to reclaim the advantage. She'd not let him take her without a fight. No, she would be the one taking this eve. She would claim his flesh and emerge the conqueror. Yet his strength would not let her do so easily.

She knew as she drank in the image of his sweaty body poised above own, looking upon her hungrily and with every intention to dominate her, he would not allow her to have victory. He would fight it with every sliver of his being. The harsh bulge of his weapon showed her just how strong his drive was. The weapon he would loose from his sheathe and impale her with.

The Knight could feel her body's arousal. It was palpable, just as great as the librarian's own. It was a scent which further enticed her to action. The dripping of her loins soaked through her shorts to the point where she was certain it would appear as if she had wet herself. She demanded satisfaction.

An inevitable satisfaction which both enticed and frightened her. These feelings. These powerful emotions and sensations which wracked her flesh. They were alien and familiar to her. Her body knew the intimate touch of another. However her mind did not. Her body recalled the touch of a lover, a lover she had no memory of. A lover long erased by the existence she had once carried the weight of.

The lull in battle did not belong to Signum alone.

The librarian carried his own thoughts as he felt himself grow ever more aroused by the moment, his already hard erection becoming painfully more so with each passing moment.

He was not alone in having known the touch of another. Unlike his bedmate, he fully recalled the moans, the heat, the feeling of mingling his body with another. They had plundered one another's innocence and gained even further understanding each time they took the other to bed. Even after they had separated, the memories of those nights had remained seared into his flesh and mind.

But, she was not the one in his arms now. She was not the woman whom he had come to love with an even greater fire than he'd ever thought possible. She was not the woman he wished to conquer with every fiber of his being. To make his and his alone. To burn away any doubt he was the only one who would dominate her and the only one who would be dominated by her in turn. Now and forever.

Signum's lips parted, words of challenge on the tip of her tongue. She would break this stalemate and take the offensive once more.

She was to be denied.

"Have you lo-" Her words were silenced as Yuuno drove forward, claiming her lips once more in a vicious strike. She could feel his grip tightening on her arms, refusing to allow her the chance to break free as his tongue snaked into her mouth to do battle with hers. It was torturous for her. She'd lost the initiative once more.

The kiss broke after a time which was far too short for either, a trail of saliva linking them together. Yuuno's eyes were filled with passion and the drive of a warrior. A warrior who would never accept anything less than absolute dominance over his foe. His breath was fire and his voice was unrestrained want, conveying his selfish desire perfectly. "Mine."

Whatever hesitation might have remained was dashed as the overwhelming desire conveyed in his words met her own wants. She challenged his perceived dominance with with her own taunt to action. With words so heated, they may as well have been tongues of flame, she began the battle anew. "Then... claim me if you dare."

No further words were needed.

There was only action.

There was only the base, wanton desire borne of a lust and a love between two individuals. The tension was broken and there was only war.

With a growl of exertion, Yuuno took to removing what armor remained upon his lover whilst fighting to keep her powerful arms pinned. He would keep the advantage. He would pillage, conquer, and dominate her wanting flesh. Yet without his hands, the translucent white fabric remained an obstacle.

Signum swallowed as her lover's gaze grew as primal as her own. He had yet another weapon at his disposal. Her sapphire eyes narrowed as he bent down and buried his face between her heaving breasts. The confusion lasted for barely a moment before he raised his head sharply and the sound of tearing fabric resounded through the room.

With another heave, Yuuno used his teeth to tear away Signum's tanktop and fully expose her sizable breasts to the air. Her nipples were hard and swollen with arousal as they swayed about with each heated breath. The Knight moaned deeply as the librarian captured one breast with his mouth and began roughly teasing, tasting, and conquering it.

Her arousal was nearly as painful as his own and it threatened to sap away her strength to fight. Her body demanded satisfaction. It wanted to be released from this torturous enrapture in which only part of her was given pleasure. It wanted so much more than what it was being given and all it could do was struggle in vain. The feeling of his teeth upon her flesh sent waves of a pain most pleasurable through her body, only to be strengthened as he sucked and toyed with her breasts. What should have been a painful action was anything but. For this fight could bring only pleasure to her. For his defiance of her power was wondrous and seductive.

Even further action was taken to subjugate her as Yuuno ground his erect member against the soaked folds of her womanhood, the separating cloth bearing all the curses which could be managed in their state of mind. Each motion sending wave upon wave of agonizing pleasure coursing through their veins. So desperate were they, it threatened to send them over the brink.

In a brief lapse of Yuuno's control, Signum found her opening and thrust herself upwards. The action toppled her lover with a shout of surprise and placed her atop him. Now the advantage was hers. Rock hard flesh pressed against her, as if seeking to tear through the fabrics and impale her upon its length. The blonde's agonized appearance brought yet more opportunity to press herself forward. She would not waste this opportunity.

Yuuno's eyes widened as she sat upon him, trapping him and pressing her clothed sex to his. With harsh and almost fevered motions, she began grinding her pussy against his erection. An action which further enveloped them in the lustful haze encircling their minds. The pressures and sensations she was inflicting on him. They hurt. They hurt like all the fires of hell had been placed upon him. And he relished in it. She had granted such a desirable agony upon him in her reversal he could not help but be paralyzed in pleasure. An imperious grin upon her lips made the scene even more seductive.

His attempts to reach up and take her into his hands once more were thwarted as she place one hand upon his chest and held him against the bed they shared. Her other hand reached down and repaid his shorts in kind for the destruction enacted upon her own garments. It was far easier for her greater strength to rip away his only article of clothing. The loud tearing sound and freeing of his once trapped manhood were plenty to ignore the pain inflicted upon his hips at the rough action.

He could not tear his eyes away as her hand remained near their barely separated sexes. Signum took hold of the last of her clothing and tore is away viciously. Her want clearly displayed. The soaked article was cast aside with his own ruined garment and he was granted full sight of her womanhood, dripping with such searing wetness and arousal to the point where its scent filled the room. It was hot and smothering, like a wave of dense heat.

The Knight leaned over and captured his lips with hers, further enacting her own offensive with rough motions and a desire she never knew was possible to have. She could not say in words just how much she wanted this. To experience such primal lust and vicious love. To experience it with the blonde man she now held beneath her hands and hips.

Placing her strong hands upon his arms, Signum pinned Yuuno and began grinding against him once more without mercy. Without anything separating them from one another, their sexes were free to slide against one another with increasingly wet and lewd sounds. The contact was nothing like she could have ever imagined. The searing heat. The building pressure. The agonizing anticipation of release brought on by such pleasure.

She could feel it. A raging fire which filled her being, coalescing into a single point centered upon her belly and flowing into her loins. It was coming. Her searing release was drawing ever closer. Her breath grew short as her moans and movements became ever more fevered. Yet her gaze never left Yuuno's. She could tell, it matter not how, but she could tell he was close.

The tensing of his muscles, the grimace upon his face, all of it pointed to his attempted resistance. His grand efforts to not fall before she did. He did not wish to be the first to give in and nor would he.

For what Signum's body may have known, the pleasures of the flesh were still too much for an inexperienced mind to handle. The dam holding back the fiery rush of orgasmic bliss burst and she felt herself tense up. Muscles began to contract harshly, sending waves of pleasure throughout her sweaty body. Her hands released Yuuno, coming to wrap herself in a tight embrace as she shuddered. She could not stop herself and her moans grew in volume till her deep voice was all but a lust filled howl.

Yuuno took in the sight of the beautiful and deadly Signum, shaking and howling in the throes of orgasm. She was gorgeous and he could have spent an eternity gazing at her. Her long pink hair in such disarray and clinging to her sweaty face. Heaving chest as she took deep breaths to cope with the demand for air, gasping from the pleasure inflicted upon her. Bare pink flesh turned cherry red from lust and passion. Oh, how he loved this woman.

How he loved her and would make such love to her.

With a groan of effort, he sat up and turned the tables upon Signum once more. He'd not even waited for her shudders of release to subside. No, he would not wait. This was war and he'd take any opening she gave him.

He began kissing her with abandon. Lips. Neck, Collar. Everything she had laid bare he could reach in their position was assailed without mercy. Just as her shivers began to subside, he bit her earlobe. It was gentle, yet just hard enough to send a tremor through her body. A tremor which elicited a pained moan from his pink haired lover and one which further spurred on his drive to take her.

Yuuno forced Signum back upon the bed, her head resting upon the tousled pillow and sheets, and began moving down her luscious body with his ministrations. Over hills and plains he marched, conquering without mercy. The General would fall, no part of her left untouched. Drowning her senses in pleasure, he advanced towards her castle gates unchecked.

There was a lull as Yuuno found himself gazing heatedly at Signum's sopping wet womanhood. The scent was overpowering and his lust was driven to even greater heights, making him very aware of just how severe and demanding his erection was. He spread her legs further apart and lifted her hips so he might better assail her final bastion. Idly, he noted her pubic hair was just as vibrant a shade of pink as the long locks cascading from her head.

The only warning Signum received of the strike was his heated breath upon her folds. Then there was invasion. The walls of her eager and wanting sex were spread ever so slightly by Yuuno's tongue, sending electricity arcing through her already addled mind. It was a glorious sensation made all the more so by his seemingly masterful assaults upon areas he found to be far more sensitive than others. Skillful penetration and exploitative movements threatened to overwhelm what thoughts remained. Each twitch of the invading muscle elicited moans and whimpers as the fire began to build again.

She tasted delicious to him and he would devour her eagerly. The spoils of war were sweet and he would feel as though her were a starved man. Each swipe of his tongue delivered more pleasure to her and more of her flavor to him. It was a bounty he would savor viciously.

Signum could barely think straight as Yuuno continued to pleasure her. Here she was, the General of Fire, laying on her back and moaning like a whore while the man she loved devoured her agonized pussy. When he ceased his onslaught to bite down upon her clitoris, she howled in ecstasy as her vision because naught but stars. She was only dimly aware of her legs locking around Yuuno's head and pulling him even more rightly against her womanhood. His actions became even more frenzied as he attempted to regain control. But her instincts would have none of it.

She reached down, abandoning the deathtrap she had grasped the bedsheets with, and forced his face even closer to her demanding folds. His long blond hair became handholds with which she used to enforce her will upon her lover. A will he was more than happy to combat against. And he did combat against it with all he had, viciously attacking her searing folds with his dextrous and powerful tongue. Between her erotic gasps, she could faintly hear the occasional lewd sound of Yuuno drinking up the overflowing fluid which poured freely from within her.

When Signum was ever so close to release, Yuuno pulled back sharply, breaking her hold upon his body. His deep breaths against her sensitive flesh taunted her failure to conquer him. It was the most agonizing and wonderful battle she'd ever experienced.

And she wanted more.

With a shove from her hips, she forced Yuuno back and regained her own balance. Once more the tables were turned and Signum was on the offensive. Not allowing him the chance to topple her again, she swung around atop the prone man and planted her hips directly over his face. As Yuuno was given the desirable sight of his lover's womanhood placed right in front of him, so too was Signum given a target to assault. Before her eyes stood Yuuno's painfully erect member, throbbing and twitching to the point where it seemed to have a life all its own.

Signum swallowed and took a long lick of the shaft. It was already slick with sweat and her own fluids coating it liberally made it even more so. She'd ground herself to orgasm against this searing organ. The taste of herself mingled strongly with what she rightly imagined was the flavor of sweat and Yuuno's flesh. It was erotic to the point of dangerous and set her being aflame. To think something so simple as taste could have such an effect on her, mere flavor heating her loins like a furnace.

She ran her tongue over the entire member with a cruel slowness. The precum which dribbled down the length was eagerly licked up and consumed. The trail of saliva she left behind made each following lick far more sensitive to Yuuno and he began to groan ever more desperately between breaths as he attempted to maintain his own attack against her. She took the head of his sex into her mouth, drinking up more of the slick pre ejaculate pumping forth whilst sucking powerfully on the sensitive flesh. Her hands moving up and down the wet shaft with great fervor.

She would not be so easily taken. She would make him kneel before her as she had so many times on the battlefield before. It mattered not if she was inexperienced. Her body knew what it was doing and she would use such an advantage to compensate for her weakness as best she could.

By now, Yuuno was at his breaking point. He could barely maintain his composure or focus upon Signum's womanhood as he felt his erection being devoured by an eager mouth. Signum's mouth was hot, wet, and did everything possible to take in the entirety of his length. He felt his body tense and he gripped her shapely rear, pulling her pussy forcibly down against his face so he might drive his tongue further into her. He was not lost yet, but his already stretched limits were ready to snap. Could he bring her to climax and claim victory before she did to him?

As if on some unheard urging, Signum grasped Yuuno's testicles and squeezed. It was not painful, but nor was it gentle. And combined with the downward stroke of her head, it was enough to break him. She had taken his victory from him in one swift maneuver.

Her eyes widened as his member expanded in her mouth, the only warning being a pained grunt from her lover as he ceased his probing of her womanhood. The engorged member twitched violently as relief and pleasure flooded its owner, the long held back semen erupting forth with each motion. Signum's mouth filled quickly with the hot, bitter fluid and she was forced to swallow rapidly or choke on the volume ejaculated.

Even so, Signum found herself pulling back off of the softening flesh with a cough. She hadn't been able to swallow fast enough and it had made for an unpleasant reaction. Some of the semen dribbled down her chin as she rolled off of her lover to catch her breath and steady her mind. Sitting up, her whirlwind of thoughts attempted to stabilize themselves. Such feelings she had experienced this night. The fiery touch of her lover. The burning passion they had enveloped themselves in. The overwhelming want and desire they say in one another.

With an idle motion, she reached up to wipe away the semen trailing down her chin. It was hot and sticky, just as it had felt sliding down her throat not moments before. The scent was powerful, thick and potent, and added yet more fuel to the fires burning deep down. It mingled with the already heavy scent of her arousal, creating a dense musk filling the room. The odor of sex was so strong she would swear she was swimming in it. Her fingers rose to her lips and she licked them clean, swallowing the last remnants of her lover's seed greedily.

Yuuno sat up and embraced her from behind, his hands finding purchase upon her breast and pussy, massaging and stroking them with a far more gentle touch than before. Potent waves of even greater arousal began to course through her body. His kisses trailed from her shoulder to her neck, each a burning touch mark she could not help but savor. She reached back and pulled his head forward so she might kiss him deeply. No matter how awkward the kiss may have been, the fires of their bodies grew to ever greater heights than before. Far stronger and far hotter than any flame they had ignited in combat.

He broke their kiss and made even stronger motions with his hands, allowing the hand upon her breast to join the other in its ministrations against her begging womanhood. Yuuno closed his eyes and buried his face into her long, messy hair, inhaling deeply of her scent. It was wondrous. All of her was. Signum was a woman who had come to conquer his heart in the months since they had begun their unorthodox training. He could not have imagined it would lead here. Yet he would never find cause to complain. He would not dare.

Signum's thoughts were of a similar vein as his own. The man who now held her in his arms was a far cry from the boy she had met so many ears ago during a harsh winter battle. He had come to command a place in her heart and now sought to dominate her in her entirety. She thought it a sensation far more pleasurable than she could have possibly imagined. He would stand up to her and she against him. Their clashes had shown her a want she never knew she had.

Her thoughts were broken as Yuuno's action brought yet more fire and elicited moans from her throat, her deep voice sultry in its desire. His once flaccid member, now hard and eager, pressed against her shapely buttocks. This was to be the deciding battle. The last engagement of this eve of sensuous war. Her impassioned gaze met his and she could tell he knew this as well.

Yet before the battle would commence, the Knight and the Librarian would meet. Not as fevered combatants attempting to conquer one another, but as a man and a woman. Two people coming to terms with the emotions and sensations they felt and experienced.

Signum moaned as Yuuno continued his pleasuring motions, parting her flushed labia and using his fingers to stroke the heated and soaked flesh. Her words were hot, yet coherent. Lacking a measure of the usual confidence she held in all she did, she cast her eyes towards the ceiling as she spoke. "Yuuno, I... I have never known such feelings in this life." It was an admission filled with honestly and confusion. "I am unsure what to make of them."

"Then... what do you feel?" Yuuno was well aware of the plight which affected Signum and the other Wolkenritter. None of them had any recollection of their past incarnations. Lovers, families, enemies, and everyone in between. Deeds both good and bad. All of it was lost to them. He drew away one hand to move slowly up her well toned frame, taking the time to run his fingers through the tuft of pink hair crowning her womanhood as he did so. His hand caressed the strong muscles of her abdomen, giving them attentions they had never before felt in this life.

"I feel..." What was it she felt? Truly and honestly? Yuuno's hand atop her abdomen sent shivers through her body, pleasuring her in ways she'd not known were possible. It was close and yet so far from where his other hand continued to do its seductive work. "I feel aroused. I feel hot. My body... wants this. It wants you to pleasure it."

His hand left her abdomen and began making its way further upwards, pausing only to massage and adore her breasts for a moment before moving on. He had been a bit too rough with her chest in his earlier fervor and did not wish to abuse her breasts too much. It was a lesson he'd learned early on, how easily pleasure could turn to genuine pain. "That's not what I'm asking, Signum..." He licked her neck gently, eliciting a small mewl from her lips. "I'm asking what you feel, not your body."

Yuuno's exploring hand snaked its way along her arm until his held her own in a firm grasp. His kneading of her fingers did not call up the same burning sensations as those his other hand drew out from between her legs, but it was oddly pleasurable all the same. To pleasure someone through their fingers? It was yet another testament to his learning. Her gaze lowered as she pondered his words. She knew the answer already, yet it was so difficult to come out and say it. She who did not mince words could not spit out how she felt. With some measure of awkwardness, she broke away from him to turn around. Now she faced her lover, sitting in his lap and her arms upon his shoulders. "Might I be selfish, and ask... how you feel?" It was a pitiful redirection, but she needed to hear his answer. Even more so she needed to look him in the eyes as he did so.

"How I feel?" His hot breath and loving gaze sent shivers down her spine as he adjusted his pace to account for their new position, sinking one finger inside of his lover's folds and rubbing them even more strongly. The shivers gave way to deeper moans and he could tell she was getting even closer. Her twitches and gasps, each told him how to greater please the Knight in his arms. "I love you. Your kindness. Your stubbornness. Your loyalty. Beauty. Power. Skill. Intelligence. ...Everything." By now his voice had begun to rise, becoming more and more fiery with each word. But a calm grasped him, pulling him back onto more level ground. "Even... Even the way you brush your teeth in the morning..." He chuckled at the seemingly silly thought, pausing in his motions for a fleeting moment as he took in the surprised and heated expression on Signum's face. "It took... a lot of searching, but that's... how I feel. And I'll tell you as many times as you want me to... "

"I..." Her words were cut off as Yuuno's ministrations increased yet further in their potency, calling forth a gasping series of moans. She could not redirect. She could not parry. He had thrust through her defenses so cleanly and powerfully. Such an honest outpouring of his heart. Never was there deception him his words or his face. It made her own heart swell with emotion. To think she would receive such emotions from another. Had she been asked even a year ago if it were possible, she would have claimed it as an improbability close to an impossibility. Even more so for her to return such feelings. Her deep voice, pausing to collect itself, could only give the answer she already held. "I-I feel... the same." Any further words were cut off as her lover captured her lips with his own.

Yuuno's attentions to her aching pussy redoubled as he kissed her lovingly and passionately. There was indeed lust there, but it was not the driving force behind his actions. This was far beyond the need for slaking the lusts which had filled them. This was physical intimacy, loving one another through their bodies. A second finger joined the first within the blushing and soaked folds of Signum's womanhood as he sought to bring her to climax yet again. "Signum... I..." His desire was palpable in the sex scented air.

Her voice, coming in short and staggered gasps as she moved her hands to press Yuuno's against her pussy, was on the brink of being lost. "I want..." A gasp broke her words. "I-I want you to l-love me!" Her voice cracked as burning sensation and raw emotion assailed her violently. "I-I want y-you to..." Her moan was deep and desiring. "Love me as... a-as much as I-I... you!" Signum's yelp of pleasure came as her lover's free hand weaved its way downward once more and grasped a well toned leg, squeezing and massaging the inner thigh so dangerously close to her womanhood.

"Then..." He thrust his fingers inside of her once more, making certain to stroke the most sensitive parts of her inner walls as he did so. Over and over again, he repeated his action. "I will." As if the Librarian's words were the key, Signum came. He could feel her body convulse as her whimpering voice became a howl of sexual release. Orgasm took hold and flooded her body with pleasure, forcing her back straight as an arrow as her musculature tightened.

They toppled onto the bed, Signum's panting and all too sensitive body atop Yuuno's, his searing erection pressed against her abdomen. He embraced her, pulling her against him so she might not roll off. Her words were tinged with pleading and the barest trace of confusion. Were she not already cherry red from exertion and the pleasures beset upon her flesh, she would most assuredly have blushed the color something fierce. "H-How do we...?"  Oh, her body knew. It knew exactly how to go about obtaining what she desired. Yet her mind only knew the mechanics, the processes involved in the act she was about to engage in. She could certainly guess, but did she truly wish to guess and fumble around at such a junction?

Yuuno swallowed and spoke to her words of passion and reassurance. "For now, let me be the teacher and you the student... I'll be as gentle or as rough as you wish." He waited for Signum's response as she took in his words and before long she nodded her assent. There were myriad positions they could use. Some better than others, each with their own advantages and disadvantages. Some he was more skilled at than others.

Signum felt herself being lowered back down onto the soft bed, Yuuno keeping his gaze locked onto hers. Her legs were spread wide as he remained poised at her hips. The anticipation was reaching a point where she could barely conjure up an answer. "Let us... S-Start off easy." There were many ways to learn something. But considering the fervor they been afflicted with earlier, a more subdued pace seemed more appealing for her first lesson.

He leaned over and kissed Signum slowly before sitting upright, the hard and searing length of his erection standing at attention in her vision. Yuuno could see a flicker of anxiety cross her wanting expression as she took in the sight of his manhood. "Alright. I'll go easy for now."

For the Knight, the unknown was upon her. She had seen her lover's member up close and now it was going to pierce her. She was going to be impaled, filled in ways she had not ever experienced by Yuuno's length. She wanted this. She wanted to know what it was like to be loved by him. To have every fiber of her body touched by such sensations and feelings. Looking up from his manhood, she met his kind green eyes and nodded.

There was a pause as Yuuno adjusted himself. There was no need for any further lubrication as both he and Signum's sexes were thoroughly drenched in fluid. He ran the head of his erection up and down her still oversensitive labia, observing how his lover reacted to such motions and preparing himself for the inevitable sensations he was about to be subjected to. With a careful push, he entered her ever so slightly. It was barely enough to be considered even the barest of penetrations, but is was enough to hold himself in place. Leaning forward he set his hands on either side of Signum and held her gaze with a heated smile. "Here I go..." Slowly, taking in her reactions as he advanced, Yuuno thrust himself into her.

Signum gasped as she felt herself being stretched open, far more so than she had been by his fingers or tongue. It was as though a great mass of solid flame was filling her and reaching out to every corner of her being. Her gasp turned into a deep moan as flames of a pleasure so great raced through her veins. It was so powerful, the pain from being stretched so far beyond she had ever been was barely an afterthought. Gripping the sheets to bear the sensations running rampant through her frame, she whimpered pitifully as Yuuno ceased his advance. Her curious eyes garnered a response in the form of another kiss, one gentle which turned into more trailing down her neck.

No more words were spoken as Yuuno took the chance given by Signum's ever fleeting distraction at the kisses to slowly advance ever further, giving her body the chance to grow accustomed to his length. It was something he wished he'd known during his first time. He would drive his lover to the greeted possible pleasure he could manage. But he could not do so hastily. No, to do so would only serve to hurt her.

Soon, he was buried to the hilt inside of her. It was tight. Far more tight, searing, and wet than he could have possibly imagined. He knew all of her training and strength would have made her womanhood a tight fit, but this was beyond his expectations. Were he capable of voicing it, he might have said it was a little painful. But Signum's fiery embrace upon his manhood was already filling him with an ecstasy he was hard pressed to contain.

For a few moments they rested there, luxuriating in the feeling of being one. Of being connected physically on the most intimate level possible.

On an unspoken word, Yuuno began to move. His thrusts slow and shallow, assailing the most sensitive parts of Signum's womanhood and filling her with a flame so potent it reduced her vocabulary to moans, whimpers, cries, and gasps. Over and over again she was impaled in a way which sent her mind into a whirl of devastatingly wondrous sensations. She was dimly away of her hips responding to the thrusts, bucking against her lover in an attempt to drive him further inside.

Yet he retained control, matching her movements to maintain the pace he was setting. It was no simple task, his mind already awash in the pleasure of making love to her. When Signum's motions became more desperate, so much more wanting to be filled to capacity, he acquiesced. Deeper and deeper he went, giving her what she desired at a pace he could control. Her ever more impassioned voice continued to speak in the tongue of ecstasy as she lay upon the bed, being loved by the man who had given his heart to her and to whom she had given hers.

The sensations in both continued to grow, fiery passion becoming an inferno of carnal bliss. Signum, still gasping with each thrust abandoned her grip on the bedsheets and wrapped her arms around Yuuno, pulling him against her with her greater strength in a effort to feel even more of him. Even if the sensation of his entire body being pressed against her and within her drove her ever closer to the brink, it did not allow her lover to pleasure her as well as either would have preferred.

With a great grunt of effort added to the sound of lovemaking within the room, Yuuno forced himself upright, pulling Signum with him. She sat in his lap, impaled upon his manhood and mere moments away from howling in ecstasy. He claimed her lips suddenly and she moaned into his mouth, his hands sliding downward to grasp her firm buttocks in a strong grip. He could not move easily in this position, but he could move her.

Signum felt herself moving up and down in an increasingly fevered motion, her hips being thrust upon Yuuno's steely erection. It was a different sensation, his length reaching and touching her sex in way it had not been able to previously. The pleasure and pressure of each stroke was too much, too far beyond what it had been, and it filled her mind with white.

She was close. So very close. Yuuno could feel it, see it. Every twitch of her body, of her folds. Each moan and gasp. All of it was telling him Signum was reaching the breaking point. And he was not far behind. The beautiful woman he loved, wrapped so tightly around his manhood, was driving him to the edge far faster than he imagined. He adjusted his motions ever so slightly, squeezed her rear in different places, in different ways. All to pleasure her ever more in their union.

When her womanhood began to grip him ever more tightly, he knew the end was near and increased his pace. Signum began saying his name, over and over in an increasingly loud and passioned voice. Her arms pulled him so tightly against her, he swore her nails bit into the skin of his back, drawing long scratches along the flesh. His own voice began to grow, grunting with effort as he drove his lover to one last orgasm.

Signum came with a force far greater than she had both previous times combined, clamping down on Yuuno's sex as her body was wracked with bliss. Her body was aflame and her mind filled with only the feeling of her union with her lover. Within her womanhood, she felt him expand, growing ever larger as he was driven over the edge. Then there was fire. Liquid flame poured out of him in great gouts and filled her, filling her sex with a searing warmth and indescribable pleasure.

Even as the aftershocks of their climax began to subside, they did not relinquish their hold on one another. Instead they sat in one another's arms, basking in the fiery afterglow of their lovemaking and panting from the exertion. Kisses were exchanged in great number, but they were more loving, less searing, and still full of affection.

They remained this way, sitting in a comfortable silence as the high began to subside. The fires cooled until they were little more than a comforting warmth.

No words were needed, for they loved one another and knew it in their hearts.

Signum rested her head upon Yuuno's shoulder and sighed, showing a weakness she would only ever show to him, her smile soft, tired, and radiant. "I love you."

Yuuno's smile was just as warm, his arms around Signum in a loving embrace. "And I you."

But sometimes, it doesn't hurt to speak your heart.