Reunion of the Soul

Once again, Saeko’s heart fluttered with passion as Tsubine continued to envelope her mind within the aura of the moment, consuming her soul with his overwhelming attentiveness. What other words were there to describe him? He was beyond amazing, a once-in-a-lifetime partner that Saeko could spend the entirety of her life with. The symbols of their love, of their passion, were these moments. These crowning monumental times were nothing else mattered but being within the warmth and love of another. Never in her entire life had she met a man who could make her feel as strongly as this white devil did. Ever since fall from grace, it had always seemed that her life was both trial and error. The errors, regardless of how large or how minute, were choosing males that never…really struck much emotion, or even power into her spirit.

Even during the pinnacles of her life, a time where the love for her mother was boundless, no male could ever impress her as much as he did. She idly remembers the first time they met. The woman had fainted during a rainy night, lying on the ground as though her body could no longer muster even an ounce of power. The next thing she remembered was waking up on a sofa with a man watching over her. How had she gotten here!? Was this man trying to make an attempt on her of some sort? Without proper thought, her body reacted before her mind and she slapped him on the cheek. However, he had managed to successfully calm her down and explain what had happened, the way his face looked when he spoke was so nervous that Saeko had found it amusing, endearing even. She knew that he was genuine and in a stroke of good manners, she kissed him on the cheek that she had struck and left.

The next day, she confronted him as a civilian, requesting that she have a position in the thirteen guard squads as a fourth seat. When he allowed her to enter his offices, she apologized for her unnecessary actions and offered him dinner, to which he accepted without any hesitation. From that moment thereon, their fates were forever entwined. She knew there was something about him that made her blood quicken, something that made her heart beat with love. In fact, at their dinner date, she had even attempted to bed him, an unfortunate failure in the end. Thereafter, however, he accepted her love and the two were nearly inseparable. They had become a pair. What started out as mere chance, resulted in these two becoming amazing lovers. And even though they separated, something that caused her great distress, he was here once more, before her in every detail.

He was no illusion, everything from the hair, to lips, to shoulders, and his defined musculature were all undoubtedly real. And, even if this was a dream, she would wish to never wake up. He reassured her that this was no dream, gliding his sculpted fingers across her spine, sending euphoric shivers down her spine as soft moans left her lips. His thrusts remained placid, as he continued to use the minimal amount of force needed to keep her body in ecstasy. In reply, she fervently swayed her hips, rotating her walls around his strong weapon. Her moans were not extremely audible, yet they didn’t need too. Of course there were times were these two would make love so intensely, that at times even the heavens could hear their passionate cries. And there moments like these, the ones were they simply lost themselves within each other’s warmth, lost in their own heavenly bliss.

“Indeed, it is my love. Our meetings were always one’s that happened on unusual terms. “ As Tsubine’s hand caressed the purple haired vixen’s cheek, her gaze continued to remain affixed on his handsome face. Come to think of it, what she said was unarguably true. No matter where or how, fate had always decided to bring them together in the most unexpected of ways. From an ironic standpoint, this particular time happened during a phase when Saeko felt nothing but contempt for her mother, her only current goal being to kill the woman who took everything from her.

Even if it were solely for the sake of her beloved, she would discard her vengeful wish and follow him to the ends of time. The same, doubtless, went for the man who was wasting no time in sending waves of pleasure through her body, his thrusts now moving in tandem with the motions of her hips. This pleasure in and of itself was nothing short of euphoria, her mind felt as though it had reached nirvana. However, it wasn’t from just the sexual adrenaline. Indeed, her passion came from the fact that she wholly loved this man, and that she was his sole prize, his sacred gem.

That feeling, more than any grandiose prose, filled her with ultimate joy. Each thrust was performed with the optimal amount of force and gentility, enough to cause even more fervent moans to erupt from her lips. His speed became nigh on relentless, as the intensity of his sexual exploration continued to fuel the lusts of Saeko’s body. She mewled at the power of his thrusts, taking each inch of his massive weapon that she could endure. Her walls tightened around his manhood, as though it were trying to consume the entirety of it inside them. The pleasure receptors were quite pleased by the initiator’s powerful ministrations. As a sign of their acceptance, the vaginal walls continued to take in its beloved guest. Soon, their motions started to become repetition, a rhythmic dance of conjoined flesh…