Kazuma X Darkness (Part 5: Just the Two of Us)

“I’m ready, Kazuma. Let us cap off this wonderful date with a union of flesh, please!” I begged, wagging my large rear at him while my hands stayed on the tree. It may have been chilly, but even without my warmth normality I was feeling the fire of passion in my loins. The park was dark and I couldn't see the look on his face properly, was it eagerness? I so hope so.

"Put your hands behind your back. Now."

The firmness in his voice, oh gosh was he about to dominate me? A truly lovely end to the evening! Treating me like dirt and destroying me is exactly how I wanted this to end. I obeyed instantly, and was rewarded with him taking a piece of cloth from his pocket and tying up my hands with it firmly. It was a very soft piece of fabric so it unfortunately didn't hurt, but the action was so exciting I didn't care. My hands were now trapped behind me, forcing me to stop bending and start leaning into the tree to support my weight.

His hand reached down and grabbed my dress, shifting the opening over to uncover my slit. The panties I wore were probably see through in better lighting, but he knew where he was going and let his long and manly finger slip past them and against my eager sex. A light teasing circular motion around my pussy while he pressed his body further into me.

"Kazuma... thank you for tonight." I swallowed, eager to begin what was next. "I can't wait for you to fuck me hard and fast!"

“I'm not gonna fuck you, Darkness.”

I blinked at him in confusion.

Were we... were we not building to this? Does he not want me? Is this him rejecting me?! I still couldn't see his eyes properly, not helped by him pinning me to the tree. “Y-you're not?”

“I'm not.”

I looked down at his hand still cupping my pussy and the finger knocking on my moistened door. “I, but, is there something… wrong?”

“No, nothing wrong. I’m just not going to fuck you.” Before I could ask him why he followed up with, “I’m going to make love to you.”

I smiled sweetly at his turn of phrase, sort of relieved this was still happening. “T-that’s fine, as long as it’s rough.”

Suddenly, he flipped me around and lowered me to the floor. My knees were weak and surprised, and my body still instinctively does what he says, so now I was open legged and on the floor with him kneeling in front of me with an odd smile on his face.

“That’s the difference, Darkness. It really won’t be.” He said. Kazuma's cadence was so strange, he wasn’t being angry or condescending, he was explaining himself so calmly like it was the simplest of ideas to understand. Keeping his movements slow, like moving the hair from my eyes, “I know how much you love feeling pain, but how does one truly hurt a woman so invincible? Slaps? Teases? No, nothing like that, she'd enjoy it too much." My heart was getting faster, fearing where he was going with this, "No, my instincts have told me your real weakness isn’t physical strength or me dominating you. It’s all the lovey dovey stuff. It’s me telling you how much you mean to me, while I stroke your hair and take my time properly preparing you for sex.”

“No! Please! I want-!”

“Of course I know what you want. ‘Harder! Faster! Right there! Ungh!’” My cheeks reddened at the half baked impression. He then poked me directly in the nose with his other arm on his hip, “Well, tough shit Darkness. You always tell me to have sex with you how I want, so that's just what I'm going to do. Sex tonight shall be done slowly. Delicately. Peacefully.”

I gulped, smiling back at him with a hopeful, if a bit worried, grin, “S-so it’s Darkness ****? I can get behi-”

“Stop trying to turn this into something it isn’t!” He barked with a laugh. “This isn’t a punishment, this isn’t your personal hell. You just have to be here with me. That’s it. First, I’m going to stroke your pussy for ten minutes, then kiss and lick it for another ten, and then, and only then, will I even think about penetrating you.”

I had to wait that long?! I struggled against the cloth grip, but my morals as a masochist made my hands refuse to break free. “Kazuma! Please think about what you are doing to me!”

He leaned down and kissed my forehead as his hand entered me. “What I’m doing is caring about you and showing you a good time without pain.” Kazuma snickered, hand once more finding my sex and beginning to lightly stroke it.

So here I was, about to experience some very... very mediocre s-slow, painlessss... "Haa..." I exhaled as his middle finger rubbed up and down my slit. His head had found my neck and was kissing me ever so gently. If anyone happened upon us they might think he was a vampire, though at least they would b-bite... "Nnhg!" Goddess. I can't even keep my inner thoughts on track.

"Ooohhh...." I moaned in his arms. The little motions he was making inside of me felt so powerful. Like he was squeezing me for my juices. He kept kissing my chest, lightly peppering me in his war on two fronts. The deepness he reached with just his fingers was amazing, my inner walls clamping around him as he dared to enter another tantalising digit into my body. "Keep... keep going..." My mouth begged before I could even think.

During his explanation I was worried that Kazuma's instincts had lost their touch. That they’d guided him to a sex act that would dry me up and splash a cold bucket of water on the fires of my loins.

That was not the case.

Kazuma’s fingers refused to let that fire die out.

His two fingers were exploring me ever so gently, but the constant state of teasing was so very torturously pleasurable. They swirled around inside of me, going just deep enough that my pussy was constantly leaking more. Hunting down my erogenous zones like someone chasing fireflies in the night, to him they were just so easy to see. His instincts always guiding him to where my pussy would feel the best, making me hump ever so slightly into his hand uncontrollably. The knight and heavy shield of the group being absolutely dominated by two fingers in her sex.

“So good... but, j-just a little harder?” I begged. It wasn’t to make it more pleasurable, he was managing that fine, if anything going harder would give me a break from the undying tortuous pleasure of this slow fucking.

It was also a beg that did not work on him at all. He ignored my pleas to look me dead in the face to say, “Did anyone ever tell you that you have beautiful eyes?”

“Guh!” I gasped out. How had that worked? How had such a simple compliment made his fingers feel ten times better? It was if he'd connected my heart to my pussy and was stroking both at the same time. I was such a wreck...

As he switched over hands, Kazuma also untucked my shirt to let my breast out into the open air. I gasped out, and it made him smile, "Look at you, this body sculpted by gods, but its weak to compliments. You're like the opposite of 'sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.'" I could only pant back in response as his mouth reached down and found my areola. Coupling it with a light flick of my clit, he sent such powerful surges into my body to collide with each other.

"Damn you're cute," He continued, cruelly complimenting me. "And the way your skin gets all pink on a spot I'm focusing on, that's really cute too. Like your body's telling me where you enjoy it." He giggled, taking a huge deliberate lick of my breast again to the point where it bounced back into place when he was done. My moan filled the empty park, unable to hold back from this pleasure.

I was a panting mess so soon after we'd started, I had no idea how long these ten minutes would be, would I be able to survive? “S-so it’s an edging torment then?”

“You wanna cum? Cum as much as you want.”

“W-waiiiiit!” His hand suddenly picked up an intense level of speed. The change of pressure and the sudden zaps that coursed through my body instantly brought me to climax. It didn't even rip through me, it was as if he knew exactly where to press into me to make my whole body light up naturally. A full curve into a speedy orgasm that sent my fluids squirting out and watering the peaceful grass.

“Fuuhhh… gguuhggoodd….” I exhaled long and longingly. My sweaty, blushing face panting up to the night sky as he smiled at me.

Kazuma reached down and pecked my forehead before licking his wet hand like an ice cream. “There, feel better? No torment here. I’m going to continue going slow now but anytime you wanna cum, just ask.”

I couldn’t argue or even request another orgasm so soon after the last one. Like a meek domesticated pet I just nodded and let him continue.

He was so cruel...

...didn't I want him to be cruel to me?...

...not like this though, he was being... mean in the wrong way...

But that doesn't make sense. Either he's cruel or he isn't. He's just... being too nice, and that's not what we want, right?

My body seems to be enjoying it. He kept giving me compliments, like how much he loved spending time with me, or complimenting how I was with the children earlier... and every time my body was sent reeling with unwanted pleasure. What was happening to me? Surely... surely this would be better if he was treating me rough? Him slamming his dick exactly how he wants to into my eager pussy?

I just don't understand what's happening...

“You look so lost," He sighed suddenly, "This isn't easy for me either. I’m having some real problems here not just pinning you down and ravaging you.”

He gestured down to his erection straining through his pants, I looked up with him with pleading eyes, “Then wh-”

“Because real shit’s worth taking time over.” He cut me off sternly. “I’ve spent too much time keeping you at arms length by just gobbling you up whenever you asked. This time I’m cooking you to perfection. I’m taking the time to get to see all your reactions on that pretty face.”

I lightly bit into my lip, having to look away from his intense stare, “S-stop complimenting me at least…”

“You want me to stop?” He asked, “You want me to stop telling you I think your face is beautiful? You want me to stop telling you that you make my heart race when you smile at me? You want me to stop telling you how much I’ve found myself enjoying hanging out with you? How much you mean to me? How you’ve actually made a shut in consider his future happiness and even what our kids might look like? Cause if you honestly want me to stop I’ll stop.”

...

...if I was being honest?

“...no…”

“Yeah, didn’t think so.” He said sassily, though he still retreated his hand from my pussy, “But I will anyway. Ten minutes is up, it’s time for some cunning linguistics.”

That had only been ten minutes?! I... I almost forgot we had another ten before he'd fuck me.

His hot breath found my boiling pussy. I could see him lick his lips, his anticipation for eating me out was high. I was still happy I'd added me tasting good so early, but right now the idea of more teasing was almost scary.

Fears that weren't alleviated from his first lick.

Instead of going deep, he just tapped the surface. His tongue felt amazing, a real jolt of pleasure went through me at his taster's touch, but that lack of action was driving me crazy.

I just wanted it to be a bit rougher...

"...normally you'd be rougher..."

My eyes shot open.

Did I really say that out loud? The words had tumbled from my mouth before I realised I was saying them. Oh god, had I ruined the gentle Kazuma? That isn't what I wanted either...

I looked down to the boy between my legs. His expression was impossible to read in the lack of light.

"Well Darkness, there's only one thing I have to say to that."

I gasped out as his tongue gently moved from my asshole all the way up to my clit. The slow motion sent my pussy into spasms all the way up, and I feared I'd crush Kazuma's head as my thighs flung about.

How... this wasn't rougher at all...

"I don't give a shit about what's 'normal'. This is happening my way, deal with it."

Kazuma flashed his iconic grin up at me. My heart couldn't help but skip a beat at how incredible he was, to completely ignore reality changing affects through stubbornness and determination. Was there anything I could do to actually stop him?

As his tongue once more began flicking against my sex, I surmised probably not.

Right now my head was leaning up against the tree bark, and the rest of my body was curved with my legs spread. My arms were still behind me and Kazuma's face was very low to the ground as he licked and slurped my heated pussy. The grass was short and the ground was dry yet pliable, so we weren't even getting very dirty. It was almost as comfortable as a bed, unless that was just how Kazuma was making me feel.

It was slow, but his tongue did start making progress inside of me. Uncovering my innards like a delicate operation. It was probably just the mood I was in, but his tongue almost felt like it was reaching deeper inside me than usual. My head was rolling around, unable to make my neck stay still as his licks and laps slowly dug their way into my core.

Maybe gentle wasn't sooo bad...

In this quiet section of the world, Kazuma was just licking away. The boy I'd always considered selfish and rude, was now trying his hardest to make me feel like I was this super important woman. Couldn't he see I didn't deserve this treatment? I was a lowly masochistic pervert. But with each lick I felt so... held. So... weak in his arms. So... cared for.

It was if all my dreams were coming true, yet the knowledge this was building to a rejection still loomed over us. Kazuma was so special, why would he choose me?

But this fantasy felt so good to indulge in...

A world where I could be happy with him like this?

Even a simple glimmer into that reality made my heart thump hard in my chest. I hadn't even needed to request it this time as my orgasm once more blossomed through Kazuma's skilled tongue. The adventurer managing to keep licking even as I let loose another blast of liquid from my pussy, riding my climax out to make it even greater. Just making me lose myself to his tongue as the gentle licks kept me buzzed and close to climax without needing to indulge in anything rougher.

I was already exhausted by the time he finished licking. Even my bind had tired, letting my hands fall to my sides in delirious freedom.

"Mm, such a tasty girl." He said while licking his lips. "Feeling any better?"

“Kazuma…” I panted, “This has been... wonderful, but surely you want to up the ante a little now, right?" I was basically begging him with my eyes as my hips began to move up and around to present my ample rear to him, "Please treat a girl to a well earned spanking?"

He just continued to frown, “Why?” Kazuma bluntly shot back, grabbing my torso and pushing me back into the missionary position. “You were having fun with gentle, weren't you? Why do you need me to hurt you so much?”

“I...” My voice trailed off, looking away from his disapproving expression, “...I said why… when I fell from the tree-”

“You think pain is the peak of your experiences cause you felt it first. That pain is some great new thing you didn't get so now you want it most,” He summarised sarcastically, “That might be what you believe, but it also sounds like bullshit, doesn’t it? A lame attempt to make your kink accepted." He growled, jabbing a finger into my temple, "Know what I think? I think Daddy's little girl is used to getting everything she wants, and gets all weird as soon as someone says otherwise. You get stubbornly serious that it's something you need when you could be happy with what you have."

"What? N-no! I-"

"If I recall you've also said you’ve been thoroughly enjoying pleasure with our sex, not pain. So why do you need it now?”

I felt like a timid schoolgirl being chewed out by a teacher, “I-I do like pleasure... but, but that doesn't mean I don't want to be hurt as well! Your instincts-”

His arms were crossed, adamantly standing up against my pleas, “They don’t know everything. And they won’t be able to tell me WHY you want to be hurt.”

“I don’t know…” I babbled, grabbing a handful of my hair that had draped over my shoulder and stroking it, “I just, I just like it… pain mixes well with pleasure. It's hard to explain! Don’t I deserve it?”

“You think you DESERVE to be hurt?”

“N-no!” I shot back reflexively before thinking about the question, “Well, I mean, maybe?”

He frowned down at me.

I tried my hardest to keep the mood up, uncovering my other breast for him, “Don’t you want to take out your frustrations with my body? I’m so bad at hitting things, I cause you nothing but trouble by moaning all the time.”

His frown deepened. Almost a sadness over his face as he looked down at my wreck of a being.

“Don’t… don’t look at me like that…” I whimpered, barely able to look at him. Instead, I just spun myself again so he could get to my ass, “Come on, I just want a little spanking…”

“No way.” He bluntly replied, pushing my hips back to the grass.

“W-why not? I'd get a spanking, norm-! Er, usually.”

"I told you, I don't give a shit about whatever's 'normal'." He growled in growing annoyance, pushing my waist back down. “You don’t deserve it.”

“Yes! I do-!”

Before I could raise my hips again, Kazuma's body crashed into mine suddenly. Strong arms wrapping tightly behind my back as I landed against the tree. His chest squeezing itself into mine. Breathing, tempered, and upset.

“Darkness! Just stop it!”

I was confused, worried I’d gone too far somewhere. He kept his hug tight as I stayed stunned to his body. Just lightly stroking his back in hopes he was okay. “Kazuma?”

He didn’t budge. His voice a hot whisper against my neck. “...you can’t just tell me you hate yourself and expect me to take it sitting down.” Kazuma growled into my shoulder, deepening the hug. I didn’t know what to do. Whether I had to console him or apologise or anything.

Luckily my choice was null anyway, he disconnected the hug so he could finally unzip his trousers and unveil his sexy meat stick. He flipped my dress up and I quickly spread myself wide. It was an odd mood to start, but I was long past ready.

“I only have one plan. I’m so goddamn shit at working with other people’s emotions,” He grunted, rubbing his cockhead over my drenched slit, “so I’m going to try and get through to you using the only language you speak: Sex!”

And with that he plunged into me. Slowly spreading my lips apart as my pussy ate its favourite meal. Slowly pushing into my red hot insides. Slowly… really really slowly. This was torturously calm, like he was trying me for the first time.

Sure Kazuma’s dick was thick and hard enough to feel good, but it wasn’t the roughness my body still demanded.

And he knew that.

“You told me that the ghosts of previous pain still hurt you. But pleasure can overwrite these ghosts.” He huffed in near anger, shifting the hair on my head to the other side so he could take a long lick of my face, “So the only stupid idea my stupid brain came up with is to keep destroying all the ghosts in your system with the calmest possible sex until you don’t even remember what it feels like to stub your goddamn toe!” He roared to the skies, “Get ready for the most sensual and calming pleasure ride of your life!”

I knew he was serious when his cock collided with my innermost sensitive spot. Even though the speed was lacking, the impact REALLY wasn’t. Something about the power and determination he struck my cervix with made my entire body sizzle and squirm. Somehow, by just continuing the strike at his pace and pushing even further into me than I’d ever felt him before… I came hard on his dick. Clenching my teeth as saliva and pussy juice cascaded out of my various holes.

His penis scraped my insides back out with a lot more purpose. Badgering all my sensitive points and making me see stars, even without a forceful attack. He was just too good at making me feel everything he wanted me to feel.

Like an expert lumberjack he moved back and forth with such amazing strength, yet impeccable precision. Never overextending and hurting me. He was forcing such sensitivity across my body.

It was almost maddening. Anytime I bucked my hips, he would move with me to make sure it was always at his pace. Anytime my hands reached up around him to try and push him in quicker he’d slowly take my hands away and kiss them tenderly. Still pumping his hips away slowly while distracting me with new sensations.

It did feel amazing. I cannot deny his plan to **** pleasure upon pleasure on me was working. The massive cock just wouldn't let up its sweeping embrace of my heated passage. Though it was slow, it was still making my extraneous limbs squirm uncontrollably, it had that level dominance over my soul. My fingers and toes would curl and clamp the low drone of constant pumping. My eyes would twist and lose focus while I tried to catch my breathe. And my nipples managed to catch every minor brush against his skin to send another burst into my being.

But it could still be better, right?

“Kazuma…” I pleaded. “Faster. Harder. Anything… please…”

“Shush.”

Perhaps as punishment for asking for more, Kazuma ignored my request and instead dove deep inside my pussy to rest. Letting both of us twitch away at the quiet stimulation while his sword was sheathed. He instead turned his attention to just making out with my neck. I kept myself pinned to the tree to let him do what he wanted, hoping he’d take the hint to reward my subservience. In a way he did… my abs were soon being soothingly massaged with his thumbs. I couldn’t help but moan, and I could feel his smile in my neck while his tongue flicked around my skin.

The pleasure was maddening. Slow and precise and completely different from what I’m used to receiving from Kazuma.

But surely it could be improved…

I gently moved his head up to mine, kissing him passionately (and to show I did still enjoy what he was giving to me), keeping his face busy with a duel of tongues. Without him realising, my hand moved to my nipple and began twisting i-

SNAP!

“Stop it.” He hissed into my mouth, his hand had totally captured my wrist and stopped me from doing even the most basic of damage to my areola. “No means no Darkness.”

“B-b-but… I, I just…” I blubbered, not understanding these harsh rules. Surely the pain would make sense right now? Why weren’t his instincts kicking in…?

“If you want to fiddle with something…” Kazuma guided my hand up to his hair, letting me run my fingers through it. “...then grip onto me. I’m the one about to take you for a ride.” He smirked before his fingers crawled down much further down than my areola. “Let’s start with this.” He whispered intensely before lightly grazing my clitoris.

I gasped out a choked breath. Wanting to scream, the feelings were so intense. I was already a sweaty pile in his hands, now all my nerves were alighting in passion. His other set of fingers traced my spine, as if guiding the pleasure up to my brain while also bringing my body closer to his. Though my height was clearly on record, I always felt so small when I was with Kazuma, in a good way. Like his grand perverted soul was blanketing me.

“Kazumaaa~!” I cried out, twisting in place when his pelvis began to move again. Each thrust still only compounding my problem. Kazuma moving at a pace that might have been able to hurt me, yet the pleasure was so intense nothing was getting through. A wall of good feelings, crescendoing quickly and conclusively.

“K-KAAZZ ~UU~ MMMMMM… AH~!!!”

He rode out my orgasm with the same intensity. Letting me shudder and convulse in his arms with no judgement. Struggling through the pain I was forcing on him with my strength, but bravely ignoring it for my sake. Just slowing down enough for my breath to catch up.

So here we were. Me against the tree, him still inside me. Demanding I only feel good.

Why? This had to be some torturous fun for him.

There had to be some angle I wasn’t seeing, like he wanted the knowledge of how easy it was to bully me with his dick.

But why? He knew that already, didn’t he?

Why go through all the trouble? I don’t get it!

WHY?!

…

“...why…”

He looked at me, still panting and barely hearing my single syllable. “Darkness?”

Fingers shifted my hot sweaty hair from my face… only to find a different bodily fluid leaking from my eyes. “Why Kazuma… why are you doing this to me?” I sniffled, trying to push back the tears with my palms to look a little less pathetic.

He sighed. A look on his face that seemed to know this was coming.

And I feared what was coming too. Tears flowing even harder from fear of rejection.

“It was an attempt… at some therapy.”

I recoiled slightly in shock. “T-therapy?”

He nodded, still inside me but not having the fun he should have. A sombre and calm Kazuma. “Darkness... during the night of the Succubae, when we were in the basement, you told me you hated yourself. I've seen you throw digs at yourself before for whatever masochistic reason in the moment, but for the first time… it kinda looked like you meant it.” His voice was firm but concerned, like he’d been thinking of his words for a while. Looking at me with sadness as he spoke about that night, “You just… crumpled up. I’ve seen you collapse from overworking yourself or even from your own horniness, but this time you looked so… sad. The wall we all lean on was completely defeated. For once I didn’t want to sigh, turn my back and pretend I didn’t know you, I wanted to bundle you in my arms until your smile returned.”

“...”

“You put a lot of things into perspective when you admitted to hating yourself.” He continued, seeing my lip quivering as I couldn’t find the words to speak. “I was never against your masochism when I thought it was something you enjoyed. Hell, for a moment a part of me even thought that this self hate could have been some form of advanced sexual thrill. Ultimate self loathing for a masochist, but… but that’s not it, is it?”

“...”

“I dunno if keeping you in that room for all those years as a kid did something to you. Maybe your brain relates fights with your Dad or with me into signs of affection. Maybe you have survivor's guilt, rich person guilt, or just regular old guilt. Maybe falling from that tree rattled stuff that never fixed. But…” he trailed off, looking just as emotional as my heart was feeling but struggling through it better than I ever could. “but I was worried that somewhere along the way, something made you feel unworthy of someone caring about you.”

He took a beat, looking into my wide tear stained eyes. It was almost getting hard to see him. The water was so intense, even when he tried to wipe them clear. It almost looked like he had his own tears.

“I… I couldn't shake the idea that you thought pain was the only thing you felt you deserved, which crossed too many wires in your head when it came to loss and love and life… look, I’m really not an expert on any of this, but... but if you REALLY can't love yourself, then I'll have to do enough Darkness appreciation for both of us... so let me tell you right now, conclusively, that...”

“Kazuma… I… I...” My brain was totally overwhelmed. A fear of rejection still overlaid my heart and **** me to wince away in anticipation.

But he cupped my face, opening my eyes to the intense look that bore down into my soul. Saying the four words that I’d always wanted, but never dreamed I’d hear.

“I love you, Lalatina.”

My tears wouldn’t stop streaming down my face. Words failed me, an unholy wail escaping my mouth as the world seemed to spin around me. Kazuma anchored me down, smothering my body with his as he let me leak as much as I needed.

Because he loved me.

I couldn’t even really tell you why I was crying. My emotions were everywhere right now, maybe I was extremely happy or just in shock. I’d just gotten the one thing I’d dreamed about for so long yet my body felt overwhelmed. The aim at rubbing myself into his chest was to hide my ugly crying but he dragged me up by the chin to smile at me before we locked tear drenched lips.

Because… he loved me…

And so we stayed. Hugging and kissing for minutes and minutes. At some point I stopped howling and just let it all soak in. Feeling his… his love course through me. It felt so warm. So intoxicatingly strong. It was almost unreal how I was feeling.

And even with getting everything I ever wanted, my body wanted that little bit more while euphoria ran high.

I bucked my hips, they were asking Kazuma to get his meat moving again. He listened, and responded, beginning another round of beautiful movement inside me. My pussy was just gushing at him, leaking as much as my face was. A thought had travelled down to the brain in my crotch, saying simply ‘this is the sensitive tool of the man who loves you’ and it had taken that thought and ran with it, turning everything up so high in sensitivity as it squeezed the love back into him.

At some point my voice returned to me and I babbled out a question, “T-this isn’t at t-trick, r-right? A dream?”

To which he lightly bonked our foreheads together.

“Oi. You’re gonna hurt my feelings by asking questions like that.” He chuckled, but before I could let out an apology he just gently pushed his dick onto my cervix to shut me down with my own deep moan. “How low is your self confidence that you can’t even take a confession at face value? No. This isn’t a trick, it isn’t a dream, and yes, I still love you.”

I gulped back enough feelings to respond this time. “I-I love you too, Kazuma! ~Ah!~ S-sorry I’m such a messsss!” I hissed, still caught between the heart and pussy that he was massaging so well.

He moved me up off the tree, a more cowgirl position where he could take full advantage of my quaking body. “I’ll take a beautiful mess over a perfect bore any day of the week.” He chuckled.

It seemed Kazuma wasn’t as unbeatable as he was trying to act. I could feel his cock surging inside me more now, he was pumping a little harder and losing that gentle touch that he’d been using on me.

And yet, no pain was felt at all.

His confession just kept repeating in my head. Each time he slid into me, it played again. No matter how strong the thrust, nor how deep the attack, it only felt like he was kissing my heart. Making me feel so alive, so weak, so excited, so… loved.

I couldn't help pushing him onto his back. My excitement was too high as we rolled around the grass together. Something about it just was too good to stop. I was kissing him and riding him cowgirl one second, and then letting him ram into my side the next. All our favourite positions, one after the other, almost subconsciously at this point. His thick dick was too amazing at sex. He was literally scooping out all my insides to make himself a home in... in the woman he loved. My heart was in utter disbelief that this world was real.

“Kazuma…” I panted into his face, leaking tears and sweat onto him. His teeth were grinding to hold back his orgasm, but I didn’t want that anymore. “PLease cum in me! I love you too! I don’t want you to h-hold back, PleaaAAse!!”

“Alright then!” He agreed, speeding up somewhat in his strikes. “Won’t be long Darkness! I want you to feel real real good now, okay!?”

“YESIWILL!” I sang out. “Do it! Do it DO IT DO ITDOITOIT YYYEAAASSSSSS!!!!”

The feeling of his love surging into me will not be one I will soon forget. This more than any other time, I could feel my insides open up to him. I could feel that door unlock to let in the flood of Kazuma’s cum as much as possible. Heat exploded into my core, each new rope of jism filling me more than I thought I could fit. Splashing it’s sticky substance around my insides as he poured more and more into my welcoming hole. Obviously it set off another orgasm for me. Even under regular circumstances, Kazuma’s man seed was my pussy's favourite food, but now? Cum and a confession? I feared I might never stop orgasming. It was drawn out for so long. I just kept shaking on top of him. Eris praise, he held me up and rode it out for the whole time. And after we’d both exhausted ourselves, we collapsed again onto the tree.

Kazuma thonked his head a little too hard on the wood, letting out a singular: “Ow.”

We looked at each other, and couldn’t help but laugh.

Two idiots. Together forever.

“Feeling better?” He asked after a few minutes of recovery, repositioning us slightly so I was leaning on his shoulder while we watched the quiet night sky.

“Much.” I replied honestly. “You’re such an amazing person Kazuma.”

He chuckled, then grinned quite wide. “Yeah, I am pretty great, aren’t I? There were some lines in there that sounded so cool, I surprised even myself!” He laughed proudly, there was the scummy, moment ruining side of him I loved, it just made me snuggle into him harder. His face softened a bit from the self praise as his more genuine smile graced me. “I’m just glad we were able to talk about all this.”

“Me too. My soul feels much less burdened thanks to you…” said I before sighing a little wistfully, “Though, I suppose I better say goodbye to masochism now...”

Kazuma rolled his eyes at me and then pinched my nipple hard. I yelped in painleasure, “AIP! W-wha-?!”

“I wasn’t saying masochism is evil, ya idiot. A Darkness without masochism sounds cursed as fuck.” He shuddered, “I just wanted to get rid of all those ‘pain echoes’ or whatever you called them. They were filled with your self loathing and making you all depressed. Masochism is only bad when you have a bad mental state.” His hand gently grabbed mine and guided it to his mouth, “We still need you to be our amazing tank, and no sense in making you stop enjoy your role. But now, hopefully, whenever you get those echoes in your body, you’ll know…” Teeth very lightly dug into my index finger, or maybe it was as hard as he could bite, my skin is rather tough… but the suckling he did after I definitely felt, “You’re not feeling pain because you deserve to be hated, you’re feeling pain cause you… you know, deserve to be l-loved.” He looked back at the stars with a blush, apparently feeling embarrassed for saying something so beautiful.

I nearly cried again right then. “Thank you…”

A tired smile was thrown back at me, “It’s alright. Besides, you’re gonna have to learn to live with all my bullshit as well. I’m not as godlike as the religions say I am.”

“I knew that already.” I hummed, earning a half frown in my direction. “You chose me so I can already tell you’re not very smart.”

My smile spread to him only slightly, “Hardy har. Which one of us are you insulting now? I’ve lost track.”

“Yeah… me too.” I giggled, snuggling back in his arms. “Say it again please?”

A short exhale of breath escaped him before he said those lovely words again. “I love you, Lalatina.”

Thankfully I was out of tears now or else just that might have set me off.

“I love you too, Kazuma.”

After one last kiss to shut us both up I was finally satisfied. The two of us sitting back and watching as the dark sky slowly filled with stars, capping off this wonderful date.