Kama

"So, who wants to go first?" Shirou asked, trying to keep his voice steady. The situation was far from ideal, but he had faced worse in his time as a master of chaldea.

"Me!" Kama squealed, her cheeks flushing a deep red. She rushed towards him, her purple leotard clinging to her curvy frame as she moved with the grace of a panther on the prowl.

Shirou took a step back, his heart racing. This wasn't what he had signed up for. But as he looked into her eyes, filled with passion and desire, he knew there was no turning back.

"Very well," he said, trying to sound more confident than he felt. "Let's start with you, Kama."

Her eyes lit up and she giggled. "You're so considerate, darling!" She leapt into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Her warm breath tickled his ear as she whispered, "Let's find a cozy spot."

They stumbled through the sand, Kama's body pressing against him in a way that left little to the imagination. His mind raced, trying to think of a strategy, a way out, anything that didn't end with a broken hip. But with every step, the gravity of his situation grew heavier.

They reached a quiet, secluded part of the beach where a large, fluffy blanket had been laid out under a palm tree. Kama gently pushed him onto the blanket, her hands surprisingly gentle despite their earlier fervor. She hovered over him, her eyes shimmering like jewels in the moonlight. "Let's make this an experience you'll never forget," she purred.

Her leotard was suddenly set ablaze by her own power, the fabric dissolving away to leave her almost naked, her nipples and clit were hidden by a blue flame that danced around them. She leaned down, her fiery kiss burning with the intensity of a thousand suns as she claimed his lips, her tongue dancing with his in a passionate dance of desire.

Shirou's hands trembled as he reached up to cup Kama's face, her skin hot to the touch but not burning.

"Fuck me," she whispered, her eyes filled with a need that was both terrifying and tantalizing. He could feel the weight of the other beasts' gazes on him, but he pushed the thought aside. This was his challenge, and he would face it.

Shirou took a deep breath and nodded, his body responding despite his nerves. Kama's smile grew even wider as she straddled him, her hips swaying as she settled onto his thighs. The warmth of her core pressed against his crotch, his body responding instinctively to the heat. He felt his erection growing, straining against his swim shorts.

With a swift move, she tugged at the strings of his shorts, freeing his hardened cock. Kama's eyes widened with excitement as she took it in her hand, stroking it with a gentle firmness that had him biting his lip to stifle a groan. "Perfect," she murmured, positioning herself above him.

Shirou felt the tip of his cock brush against her fiery entrance, the heat searing through any last semblance of doubt. With a deep, shaky breath, he pushed inside. Kama's moan was a sweet symphony of pleasure, her body tightening around him like a vice as she took him inch by inch.

Their bodies moved in a rhythm with the tides, the sound of skin slapping against skin mingling with the crash of the waves. He could feel the heat of her core enveloping him, a fiery embrace that both terrified and excited.

Shirou took the reins, his hips bucking upward to claim her as his own. Kama's nails dug into his shoulders, her legs tightening around his waist as she moaned his name. He didn't hold back, driving into her with an intensity that matched the raging ocean beside them. Each thrust brought forth a symphony of pleasure, her wetness coating him as she took all he had to give.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, a silent plea for more. He could feel the power building within her, the flames of desire reaching a crescendo that threatened to consume them both. He knew he had to be in control, to dominate the beast before it consumed him entirely. With a snarl, he rolled them over, pinning Kama beneath him as he continued to drive into her with a relentless passion.

The fiery aura around her nipples casting a warm glow across her flushed skin. He bent down to take one into his mouth, feeling her arch off the blanket as he bit the flaming tip gently, the sensation of heat and pleasure melding together. Her whimpers grew louder, her hands grasping at the sand beneath them, trying to find purchase as she succumbed to his touch.

One by one, the other beasts watched with rapt attention, their own desires kindling as they saw the passion play out before them. The air grew thick with lust, the very fabric of the pseudo singularity shifting to cater to their needs.

Shirou felt the power surging through him, the warmth of Kama's embrace urging him onward.

Shirou's own desire grew with each passing moment, his hips moving faster as he claimed her. He could feel his orgasm building, the pressure at the base of his spine tightening. But he held back, his mind focused on satisfying Kama before he allowed himself release. He knew that to survive this encounter, he had to be in control.

He leaned down and whispered, "I love you, my beautiful kouhai," the words a declaration of his intent, a promise of pleasure and dominance.

Her eyes widen as the instinct of the vessel that goddess of love had possessed, took over her, "Oh Senpai, I... I love you too," she whispered, her voice filled with genuine affection that seemed to resonate from the very core of her being.

It was clear that Kama had lost herself to the moment, her mind consumed by the intensity of the passionate love that Shirou had kindled within her.

Not just her mind, but also her body. Her flaming aura grew brighter, the heat from her core enveloping them both like a warm embrace. Her body convulsed around him, her nails digging into the sand as she reached her climax, her walls clamping down on his cock in a spasming grip. The pressure was unbearable, and with a roar, Shirou released his own load, filling her up with his essence.

"Are you satisfied, Kama?" Shirou asked, his voice husky with passion and exertion.

Kama looked up at him, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. "I'm...," she breathed, her chest heaving with every breath. "But I don't think they are," she said, glancing over his shoulder.

Shirou turned around with a start, his eyes widening to see a countless copies of Kama standing before them, all dressed dressed in a way that only covered their nether regions. "Ahh, fuck" he stammered.

With a smug smile, Kama climbed off of him, her body still trembling from her orgasm. "Now, let's see how much love you have to give," she said, stepping aside to reveal the eager copies.

Shirou took a deep breath and stood up, his cock still erect and covered in her juices. He knew he had to be strategic now. "Come at me one by one," he ordered, his voice firm and commanding.

The first copy stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and challenge.

He lunged at her, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her down onto the sand. He didn't waste any time, thrusting back into her fiery depths as he began to pound her again. Each stroke was punctuated by a grunt of effort, his body moving in a blur of passion. The other copies watched, their eyes sparkling with excitement, each one eagerly waiting for their turn.

As he ravaged the Kama beneath him, his mind worked in overdrive. Kama has no limit to how many copies she could make, at this rate he'll be struck dealing with Kama.

He leaned down and whispered, "By power of my command seal, I order you to share every sensation with each of your copies," he slammed into her harder, warmth and pleasure spread through her clones.

The other Kama's faces contorted in pleasure, their bodies dropped and writhing in the sand as they felt everything the beneath him felt. "Ahh, yes!" they all moaned in unison, their hands roaming their own bodies, echoing the sensations that rippled through the one he was currently inside.

Shirou didn't stop for a moment, his cock sliding out of the first Kama with a wet pop, her moan of pleasure turning into a whine of protest. He didn't give her a chance to protest he dive back into her pussy, his movements swift and decisive.

Each time he pulled out and plunged, moans echoed across the beach, the other copies writhing in synchronized ecstasy. The sand grew wet with their shared juices as Shirou worked his magic, giving each one their due until they were all sprawled out, panting and spent. It was a dizzying, exhilarating experience, his senses bombarded with the sights, sounds, and smells of passion.

Soon he stood above a pile of satisfied, panting Kama(s), their flaming auras dimming as their lust subsided.