Stay

When you told Haruka you were going to stay the night, she gave you a look that triggered something inside you, and a buried lust surface to take control.

You ravished Haruka almost all night long, using her to your pleasure, and to hers.

You're finally unload the last of your seeds into Haruka at the crack of the dawn. Only then you feel the strength and energy fade out of you. There was no way the paper-thin walls would have kept the sounds of your mating confined inside the room. You should have felt guilty and embarrassed at what you had done almost all night, but you couldn't muster the energy to care.

With Haruka's legs around your back, you let yourself on her, adjusting your weight so that it wouldn't totally crush her. "It's strange," you murmur, "I can't stop doing you,"

"It can't be helped, John my son. The moment I saw you at the door, I know that the cursed red string of fate would compel us to fornicate until your sire your child inside my womb." Haruka's words shocked you, but they were delivered just as you're about to succumb to your sleep.

Haruka was your mother.