-Jeaniene Frost

John's biggest regret at that moment, if he had to pick one, was not following Seras' example of starting at the bottom. Following after her gave him a fantastic view, but he could only imagine how phenomenal it might have been had Seras been bottomless instead. Her magnificent ass swayed in a way that must have been unintentional, for Seras would have been too shy and awkward to do it so flawlessly on purpose.

"Lessee… if I were a lot of beds, I'd be… right 'ere!"

Seras had to open a series of doors before she finally found the one she was looking for, but John wasn't about to complain. Despite his eagerness to find out just how far Seras was planning on going, he had an excellent (if obstructed) view of her ass, and he was only growing more prepared for a second round by the second. When she finally entered the room, even the sight of mundane and uniform bunk beds wasn't enough to stifle the mood. Seras had only just gotten her second foot in the doorway when John pushed in behind her, spinning them both and pinning her against the wall.

"All that effort to find a bed, and you're just gonna go an' waste it?" Seras teased, as John's hands dove for her waist.

"All that bending and stretching, and you're just going to go and hide it?" John countered, toying with Seras' belt, easing the buckle out of its loop. He had just begun to pull the belt free from her waistband when Seras' hands wrapped around his own, slowing his eager progress.

"Um… about that," Seras said quietly, her ruby eyes flickering as she fought with her urge to look away from John, "could I do that part myself? It's just, I've never- I mean, you know I didn't 'ave any clothes when I arrived 'ere, but as far as takin' em off, nobody's ever-"

"Seras," John said quietly, low in his throat as he leaned in to Seras and nuzzled at the crook of her neck, "do it for me. Show me how beautiful you are. Every part of you."

It was half command and half-begging. The words that came out of her mouth had never been so perfect, so wanted, so erotic.

"Yes… my Master."

Seras slid the belt gently from its rightful place, eyes wandering across John for his reaction. She moved slowly as she undid her pants, almost teasingly undoing her button and sliding the zipper down so slowly John could hear every tooth as it slowly parted. Seras' white boy shorts were exposed inch by inch, along with such forbidden skin that it was all John could do not to defy Seras' wishes, grab her delicate garments by himself, and finally reveal the prize. The wait was agonizing, arousing, mesmerizing, and worth every single second.

Because when Seras' hands finally descended, when the last scrap of cloth was pulled away from her ankles and tossed aside, John had a view of the most glorious sight he could remember in a very long time. He'd seen Seras naked before - she'd been starkly so for most of her first days in this world. He'd never seen her willingly and erotically reveal herself.

Seras' flesh was so flushed and obviously heated around her thighs that John thought he could actually feel the warmth of the room rising as she slowly pulled her pants down. She seemed very much to be trying to do it in a sexy way, but she looked up for John's reaction and stumbled in her pulls so often that she came off as oddly adorable. Yet, when she pulled her last leg through those obscenely tight pants, Seras had never been sexier. The way she nervously set her foot down, running her hands all the way up her leg from ankle to inner thigh, was obscene. The blush on her face and the obvious insecurity as she glanced up, checking for approval and reaction from John, only made him want to show her just exactly how amazing he thought she was.

"You're not just beautiful," John corrected, meeting her gaze and striding forward, "you're absolutely perfect."

Seras' newly revealed mound was soft, wet, and blazing with heat as John stepped to meet Seras, his lips touching upon her own the same moment his fingers began to rub at her outer folds. If John was completely honest, he wasn't that much more experienced than she was - only a couple weeks ago, he'd been as much of a virgin as her. That only served to make her moans all the sweeter and his satisfaction as her reaction to his touch all the greater. Seras grabbed onto John's shoulders to keep herself steady as her hips gyrated seemingly of their own will, urging his fingers onward and around her most intimate of regions.

"I'm… I'm sorry," Seras said as she quaked, perfectly capable of holding herself up but grabbing onto John as if she thought he might disappear, "I've just wanted this for a really long time. I was afraid you didn't, though, and then we kept getting' interrupted…"

"We've both waited for this too long," John assured her, running his finger between her inner lips. He wanted to prepare her, to make sure that she was enjoying herself and ready for what was ahead, but Seras must have truly enjoyed her first experience with a blowjob, because her lips were practically trying to **** John's fingers inside of her.

"I… I thought I'd never be scared of anythin' again after all that happened, but I'm a little scared now," Seras admitted. "Sorry. I wanna be strong for you, but you make me feel like I'm fresh meat at the academy all over again. I want you so bad."

John breathed deeply, trying to control himself. Seras was just being honest with him, but the way she was acting made him want to pin her down and pierce her in a single motion. Her innocence, her barely concealed lust, and her need to please combined into a cocktail of aphrodisiac that set even John's still-recovering member on edge.

"Don’t be afraid. I want this as badly as you do, and we're going to make this as enjoyable for both of us as we can. I'll try to be gentle… but I need you, Seras. As badly as you need me."

That fact, as obvious as it was, set Seras shivering as it was voiced aloud. She nodded, turning to the room as if realizing for the first time that there was more to it than John and the wall she'd been pressed against since entering. With almost a dozen beds around the room, Seras had many options to pick from - she settled for the nearest that was neatly made and looked mostly unused. Still a bit on edge, Seras clambered onto the bed and placed herself near its end, her knees spread ever so slightly with her hands on the metallic railing at the end and her delicious nethers presented toward John.

"I'm ready… you can finally claim all of me, Master."

Every time Seras used that word, it continued to grow less a term of respect and more an enticement, an acknowledgement of consent and desire. John felt his blood boil at the mere mention and strode to join Seras on the bed. Once he was positioned behind her, he stored his socks and the last pieces of his gear in his inventory, then firmly locked his hands around Seras' waist, her ample hips and voluptuous ass giving way under his unflinching grip.

John glanced one last time over the temptress before him. His eyes took in every part of the curvaceous figure of the woman who had transformed before his very eyes. Just a week ago she'd been an extremely nervous, uncertain mess of a girl who he had unknowingly brought into this world. Now all he saw was a sexually awakened woman who was as eager to experience the joys of coupling as he was and even more unaware of the true pleasures such could bring.

“Seras…” John began, staring down at the presenting vampiress. Every facet of Seras’ body seemed to be enticing him to give in to his urges and ravage her. Her toned, pale flesh that still colored with a most primal display of her arousal.

The way that her body trembled and quaked with anticipation seemed as if she were torn between ripping herself away from his grasp and thrusting her hips back into him to speed up the process. Even her facial expression, the most erotic mixture of nerves and desire he’d ever seen. The Nekos - and Lunaya, to a lesser extent - had been more or less operating on primal urges. Seras was well aware of what she was doing, what she was offering, and that urgent need on her face left John gasping for breath that his lungs could take in, but his mind could never fully process.

“What are you waitin’ for?” Seras asked, voice shaking as much as her body. John had no answer - he wasn’t waiting for anything, he had no reason to delay. In a way he wasn’t waiting as much as savoring. As long as he had waited for this moment, it felt as if he were crossing over a divide in his life. There would be before and after this moment, after this unity between himself and Seras. There was no going back, no retracing his steps, no undoing what he was about to finally accomplish.

John took a final moment to ensure he was properly aligned, then thrust deeply into Seras’ very core.

The feeling was intense; John wished he could say the physical feedback was as unique as the mental, but he found himself enraptured with the expression on Seras face as she came to terms with the feeling of finally being penetrated. John came to a halt almost halfway in, his momentum ground to a halt by his concern for his partner and her incredibly powerful walls. Though she was certainly wet enough for the penetration, the moment John began to find his way deeper inside of her, Seras clamped down with a **** that brought him to a complete halt. Her superior strength became extremely evident as John was brought to a stop by the immense pressure of her inner walls, his cock torn between pleasure and discomfort as she squirmed and twitched under his ministrations.

"Oh… oh my god," Seras murmured, to herself more than John, "it's like… like a fire is cuttin' me in 'alf, and I don' know whether I love it or 'ate it. Is it supposed to be like this? 'Cause I really don' wan' it to stop!"

"It won't… but I'll take it slow," John promised, beginning to work himself back and forth as gently as he could despite his body's **** cries to plunge himself inward and not stop until he had nothing left to give.

"Why?"

The question was so simple. So unfettered by thought or consideration. So unbelievably fucking arousing that John's modicum of remaining self-control faded away under the encouragement of a vampiress who knew what she wanted and didn't understand why she was not receiving it. John shrugged and gave a soft chuckle in answer to her question as he pulled Seras' hips toward himself to deepen and quicken his thrusts, reveling in the sensation of her tightness squeezing further and further along his shaft with every motion he made.

Seras voiced her approval in moans and gasps, sounds that contained the memory of pain but were almost entirely overwhelmed by the pleasure that she was eagerly displaying. Her mouth gaped a bit as she struggled for breath her body craved but did not need except to more loudly express her ecstasy. John's hands wrapped just a little tighter around her waistline, enjoying the not-so-subtle curves and the way that Seras' body felt under his hands. Even through the layers of womanly cushion, he could feel the tight and toned muscles of a very powerful natural killer. The juxtaposition only encouraged John to explore her body further, as his hands roamed across the rippling muscles of her back.

He could feel every part of her moving as she thrust back against him, no longer content to simply sit and enjoy these utterly alien sensations. Now she was actively participating, driving herself onto John's shaft so hard he had to wonder if she was feeling any pain at all from her initial penetration. Then again, she'd been shot the better part of a dozen times just that day, so perhaps her sense of pain was a little skewed away from more reasonable levels. Her pleasure receptors were certainly functioning perfectly.

Seras reached one arm back to plant on her own ass cheek, twisting her upper body to get a good look at John as he thrust inside of her. She couldn't seem to decide where to look, too engrossed in the act to really focus her mind on what was most appealing. After another minute of her furtive looks and self-indulgence, Seras pulled away a little more than necessary, freeing John from her confines and leaving him with a questioning look on his face.

"Um… can't really… can we move?" Despite the fact that Seras had already made her intentions clear, she didn't actually move before asking permission, wiggling her ass slowly back and forth to tempt John and remind him just what he was missing while he considered the question.

"Another position?"

Seras nodded, and when John smiled back she seemed to take that as assent. Rolling herself over, Seras laid on her back and lifted her legs up to her chest, displaying some of her flexibility as she nearly tucked her knees under her own chin. While John certainly appreciated the view of Seras on her knees, the appeal of her on her back was more than enough to keep him from missing it. While Seras' ample ass was mostly covered up now, her breasts were fully revealed and bouncing lightly with the **** of her labored breathing. Further, John's view of her delicate pussy lips had never been more enticing - with her legs spread so too did her inner lips, revealing the soft pink hole still twitching from enduring its first ever proper stretching.

"I can't say I object to this," John mused, moving up to meet Seras' new position. She didn't seem to have any confusion about where to look this time; while her eyes were on John's face during the approach, the moment his tip rubbed against the sopping wetness of her folds, Seras' eyes were glued to the place they became connected. As John pushed inside, Seras' mouth widened as much as her slit did, stretching with more and more shock the further and further that John pressed inside of her.

"Y'know, actually seein' it… I'm not sure how that fits. Usually somethin' that big goin' through me hurts a lot more. Sure never felt like this," Seras rambled, crimson eyes wide with wonder. It was a hilarious image to actually see, but John was too far lost in his own pleasures to think about such things humorously. He leaned over Seras, pinning her legs against her chest with his body while placing his arms on the bed around her thighs. With Seras firmly pressed into the mattress, John began to once again pump himself within the gorgeous blonde woman steadily working her way from innocent virgin to lewd sexpot.

"Seras Victoria, my oh my. If I didn't know you had to be a virgin, I'd almost think you'd done this before," John teased. Seras blushed a bit but never glanced away, confidence rising in her. Even as John looked directly into her eyes, one of her hands began to snake its way downward, two gloved fingers finding the top of her snatch and beginning to slowly work over her lonely clit.

"I waited 'ow many years for this?" Seras replied, a devilish grin the likes of which he'd never seen from her appearing on her face. "I had to fookin' die to get this chance; I ain't wastin' it!"

Seras was at an awkward position to actually move around, but she did her best to thrust herself to meet John, adding to the pleasure as the very enjoyable, primal sound of flesh-on-flesh echoed through the large and empty barracks.

"And I'd never want you to," John agreed, trying to keep his momentum going as he spoke, "which is why I'm going to warn you… I'm getting really close. I'll hold it as long as I can, but-"

"Don't hold it for shit," Seras swore, arching her back so powerfully that John was nearly tossed off her. "I've been wanting this since I swallowed 'alf a gallon o' that stuff in the hallway! Give it to me, Master - give me everythin' you can!"

Seras' hand picked up the pace even faster than John did; with her now superior physical stats, she very much felt as if she were vibrating as her hand worked its way back and forth and around the sensitive nub just inches from where John was penetrating. The added stimulation of her tightening around him as she edged herself closer and closer to an orgasm was incredible; John was actually glad that he hadn't Reincarnated recently - he wasn't sure how much each point of Strength added to Seras' clenching internal muscles, but he had no desire to experiment with that.

"By Gaia- holy fuck," John managed between thrusts as Seras' intensely stimulating walls began to almost gyrate as she started the climb to her peak, far more aggressively and drastically than either of the Nekos had done. Despite his prior orgasm, John’s Gamer abilities and Masturbation skill had him ready to cum again, and Seras was apparently quite eager for it herself - she was lifting herself off the bed every time John thrust forward, matching his strength with her own even from her awkward position.

"Fuckin' 'ell is right, oh, feels like- gonna-" Seras cut herself off by pressing her lips together just in time for a muffled squeal to erupt as John finally lost his last ounce of self-control; as the first spurts of his release were let loose inside of Seras, they provided all the warmth and unexpected stimulation Seras needed to reach her own climax. John was practically locked into Seras by her tightness and her legs, which eagerly wrapped around his waist and pulled him until it was all he could do to gyrate his hips, his body still desperately seeking out more of the intense pleasure that was washing over him.

They continued like that for almost half a minute, a pile of tangled limbs and involuntary spasms, glistening flesh mashing together and rubbing in the most ecstatic ways and prolonging their releases for as long as they could. When the last waves of pleasure had finally ceased, John was left collapsed on top of Seras, the bed underneath them thoroughly disheveled. Both of them were perfectly content exactly the way they were.

Neither of them spoke for almost five minutes, simply listening to the sounds of each other breathing and enjoying the chance to finally cool down.

"I've been captured and almost killed a couple times in the last few days…" John whispered in the deep and dense silence, "…but I've never felt as close to heaven as that."

Seras opened her mouth to reply and immediately fell into a fit of snorting laughter, covering her face with both hands and nearly dislodging John with her convulsions.

"Y-you fookin' serious? That's the best you got?!"

"Hey, it wasn't that cheesy," John grumbled, rolling his eyes. "You got one better?"

"Yeah. Yeah I do, actually."

Seras wiped a tear away from her eye and stifled the last of her laughter, pulling John close to her face again. Holding him only an inch or so away, John saw a look in her eyes that was far removed from lust but was just as exciting to see.

"'Cause I never said it back," Seras explained, grabbing John's shoulders and pulling him into a deep kiss. Lips parted on contact and their tongues danced against each other for just a few moments before Seras pulled back and pushed John up again.

"I love you, Master. An' I want to spend the rest of my immortal life by your side."