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Chapter 1 – A night of passion...

You are Aether, the main character of Genshin Impact. Enjoy :D

Here I am, standing in front of Furina’s new apartment.

After the events of the prophecy (Fontaine archon quest) Furina hasn’t been coping well. No one’s seen her outside her apartment in weeks. The few who’ve stopped by to check on her haven’t had any luck either, at best getting a bereted and sent away, and at worst leaving without ever making contact. No matter what anyone has tried, she won’t come out, won’t accept any food and especially won’t allow anyone in to talk.

Neuvillette has grown increasing worried that she’s not been able to move on from what happened, and if it stays like this much longer things could get dire.

He told me all this in the hopes that I’ll try visiting her. He seems to think she has a soft spot for me… Hopefully he’s right. I can’t lie, even though she drove us all crazy when I first arrived in Fontaine, after learning the truth my feelings for her have been growing out of control. I haven’t been able to get her out of my head these past few weeks… Lets hope this goes well…

I take a few deep breaths, before tucking away the little box into my pocket, and step towards the door.

*Knock knock knock.*

“Furina, are you in there?” I call out.

A muffled voice from behind the door quickly shouts back.

“No! Leave me alone…!”

“It’s me, Aether. I’m alone, can I please come in?”

“Just leave me alone!” the voice yells back.

“I’m not going anywhere until you let me in!”

Silence. Then finally after a long pause, a reluctant sigh echo’s out from behind the door.

“…Whatever. Do whatever you want…”

I slowly open the door, and take a step inside. The apartment is dark, the only light a crack of sunlight slipping through the curtains. Immediately I’m hit by the smell of dust and stale air. Clearly this place hasn’t been opened up in a while.

After I venture a few steps deeper into the apartment, I see her, curled up under a blanket on the couch.

“How are you feeling…?” I ask softly.

"Horrible…" she mumbles beneath the blanket, pulling it down tighter around her head.

“I’m sorry… why are you hiding under the blanket?”

A frail, tired voice answers, barely audible. “So, you don’t see me of course! I look disgusting…”

“Hey, no! You could never look disgusting to me!”

"You’re just saying that to make me feel better… I look disgusting…” Her voice trembles, barely able to contain her tears.

I take a seat beside her, careful not to crowd her space. I quickly notice her small hands peeking out from under the blanket, shaking.

“You’re beautiful, Furina. Always.” I comfort her, gently taking one of her hands and holding it tight.

She flinches at the contact, her body tensing up. Then, much quieter than before,

“N-No… I’m gross…”

Slowly, I reach out and lift the blanket, just enough to see her face. Her eyes are puffy and red. Her face pale, her hair chaotic. But all I care about is her hollow expression.

“Furina… You’re beautiful…” I repeat.

"No… I-I can’t be…”

“You are to me. Nothing in the world could ever change that. Least of all a couple weeks in a blanket burrito.” I smile, brushing away a few greasy hairs off her face.

She slowly shifts, sitting up slightly while still keeping the blanket clutched around herself. Her eyes flicker toward me, hopeful, but scared.

“Just admit you’re saying that to make me feel better… Please…”

“I wouldn’t lie to you. Ever.”

She trembles. “How can you say that?! There’s nothing beautiful about me! Even I hate myself…” her voice cracks as her hands tighten around the fabric.

Hearing her say those words feels like a hit straight to my heart.

“You want to know why…?” I stutter for a moment, my feelings slowly starting to overwhelm me. I don’t care at this point, Furina needs to know how I feel…!

“Because I love you…” I whisper, my eyes sinking into her own.

"N-No…! Why… Why do you love me... There's nothing about me worth loving...!” She whimpers, her voice shaking, on the verge of tears.

“Then let me prove it to you.”

She looks up and blinks, wary. “P-Prove it?”

“Yes. Can I ask you something? Something about your past?”

She hesitates for a moment, before finally nodding. Her hand still grips my own like it’s the only thing anchoring her to this moment.

I take a moment before continuing, reflecting on everything I saw in her memories…

“Why did you keep going, Furina? Even after all those years when it felt so hopeless?”

She quickly fell quiet for a long moment. Then, in a whisper, she responded;

“Because I love them… The people… Our nation... Even though I knew I wasn’t their god… T-They all looked to me to save them… I couldn’t j-just give up…! I promised them a future, happiness… I had to try, even if it was pointless…!”

I knew I was right about her.

I smile. “That’s why I love you. Because you never gave up, even when you believed it was pointless. Even when you were all alone. Don’t you think that’s worth loving?”

She stares at me, wide-eyed. No one had ever said that to her before. Not even for a moment had they ever noticed how much she cared.

Her grip loosens, and the blanket slowly falls away from her face. Her shoulders shake. Her eyes fill up, and the tears start falling, silent, but heavy.

"D-Do you really mean that...?"

“Yes. You never gave up on them, and I’m never giving up on you.”

Your words strike her deep, and she can no longer hold back the flood. She breaks. Her sobs come in waves, and she hides her face in her hands, crying openly now.

“Y-You… you won’t leave me? Not like all the others?”

“Never.” I pull her into a hug, holding her tight.

She buries her face in my neck, clinging to me like her life depends on it.

“Please… Don’t make promises you can’t keep. I can’t take losing anyone else…” she blurts out, in between frantic muffled cries.

I pull back slightly to look her in the eyes. My heart aches seeing her like this. I want so desperately for her to know she’s not alone. Never again.

“Then let me prove it.”

She nods, barely able to see me through the tears. “Please…”

“You’re the only one I’ve ever let see the real me… Please… I can’t lose you too…” she whispers.

I rest my forehead against hers. “You won’t. Close your eyes. I’ve got something for you…”

She slowly nods and shuts them, still trembling.

I slide my hand into my pocket and take out the small box, before pulling her gently into another hug.

She gasps a little, surprised, then slowly wraps her arms around me in return. Her breathing slows as she presses against me, trying to calm down.

You slowly start to notice her shaking settling down.

“How are you feeling now?” I whisper gently.

“A-A little better… You’re warm…”

“Good. Now open your eyes.”

She slowly blinks through her tears, wiping them away until she can finally see. Her gaze quickly falls upon the box in my hand.

Her whole body goes still, and lips part in shock. “What… what is this?”

“You wanted proof I’d never leave you. Well, here it is...”

“You… this… is this…?”

“Well, no, it’s not a wedding ring…” I chuckle awkwardly, not wanting to frighten her. “But…”

I flip open the lid, and reveal a small silver ring with a gleaming blue gem.

“Think of this as a promise ring…. For if you accept this, I promise I’ll always be with you.”

She stares intensely at the ring, as time seems to slow around her. She’s completely overwhelmed. So many emotions are racing through her mind.

She finally shakily manages to put together a few words…

“You… you want me to accept it?”

“I want you to wear it. To keep it close. So, you will always have a reminder I’m not going anywhere. But that’s what I want. It’s your choice. What do you want?”

“I… I…” she stammers. Her fingers softly brush the edge of the box as she nervously pokes at the ring inside. “Are you sure? You really promise you won’t ever leave…?”

“If you choose to put that ring on, how could I?” I grin. “That little piece of me will be with you forever, wherever you go.”

She stares at the ring, silent, trembling, almost entranced by the idea of always keeping a part of you with her.

“I-I’m scared,” she whispers. “What if I’m not enough to make you stay? What if I mess it up? What if I make you hate me…?”

I gently run my fingers through her hair, and take a moment to think.

“I-I don’t know I can say to ease that fear. Maybe there nothing I can say… But, if you choose to put on that ring, I’ll spend every day proving that you don’t have to be alone anymore...”

More silence. Her mind is clearly racing a mile a minute. You can see her eyes flutter between your own and the ring, overwhelmed by all the emotions. Then, finally, she reaches out and takes the ring.

She studies it. Holds it up against the light. Turns it in her hand. Then slowly, ever so slowly, slips it onto her finger.

“I… I choose to accept.”

I smile as I watch her slowly slide the ring onto her finger.

“Can you feel it now?” I whisper. “Can you feel the ring holding you tight?”

She stares at it, gently rubbing her thumb across the surface. The weight of it, of my promise, burns deep inside her chest, melting away any doubt left in her mind. Her gaze turns to me. She nods, lips trembling, a few fresh tears sliding down her cheeks as she slowly starts sobbing once more.

I pull her in tight. "Shh... It's okay... I'm not going anywhere."

I hold her close and press a soft kiss to her forehead before leaning back into the couch with her, unwilling to let go.

The moment my lips touch her forehead, something breaks inside her. The walls she had been holding up for so long finally come crashing down and she clings to me, her small frame trembling.

She folds into me, sobbing against my neck, overwhelmed by the emotions crashing through her.

“There, there…” I murmur, brushing my fingers gently through her hair. “Let it out. Just focus on the feeling, of the ring on your finger, and my arms around you.”

She nods, burying herself deeper into me, holding on as if I was her lifeline.

My heart aches as she breaks down completely, tears pouring from her like a storm finally let loose. In that moment, I understand just how much she’s been holding in all these years.

“I’m here now…” I whisper softly into her ear. “You don’t have to hide it anymore…”

She tries to speak, but only broken sounds come out between sobs. Then finally, she manages to put together a few simple words. “D-Don’t… leave me…”

I smile softly, cradling her tighter. “I’ll never... How could I, when you’re holding me so tight?”

She grips me tighter. Her whole body shaking against mine, but now it’s no longer from pain or fear, but instead from release, from finally letting go of all the suffering inside her.

“P-Please… You can’t leave me…” she mutters.

“I’m not going anywhere. You’re gonna have to fight to get rid of me!” I try and jest to raise her spirits.

She draws in a quiet, trembling breath, before clinging to me even tighter, as if trying to fuse with my very being. I can feel her heart racing, her trembling calming slightly.

“I don’t… I don’t want to lose you. I don’t want to be left alone again…”

“You won’t be. Never again.” I whisper. “You’ve got the ring, remember? As long as you keep it on, you’ll always have me with you.”

She sniffles and looks down at it again, rubbing the gem softly, trying to remind herself that this is real. “And I’ll never take it off…” she whispers.

I smile. “See? Then, you’ll never be alone again.”

She nods slowly, cheeks flushed from crying. Her eyes are still puffy, but in this moment, she looks so beautiful. Her hands reach up to gently cup my face.

“Can I ask you something?” she whispers. “A-And please… don’t laugh.”

“Of course. Anything.”

She lowers her gaze, cheeks turning a deeper red. Between soft hiccups, she finally manages to blurt out; “Could… could you kiss me?”

Her request sends butterflies flying through my stomach. Without saying a word, I ever so slightly smile, before leaning in to kiss her.

Her breath quickly hitches, and as our lips meet, she lets out a tiny gasp. Her eyes flutter closed as she melts into the kiss, her arms slowly wrapping around me. There are no words to describe it, only warmth, safety, and love.

All semblance of time and the world around us fades away. Her fingers clutch the fabric of my shirt, pulling me closer, need more of this connection.

I sit up and wrap my arms around her again, kissing her deeper. My heart is now racing, my love for her overflowing from deep inside.

As I pull her in deeper, a soft moan escapes her lips. Her eyes flutter open for a heartbeat, wide with surprise, before falling closed again as she melts into the kiss. Our tongues start to move in sync, and inside, she can slowly feel her desire burn greater.

She kisses me back hungrily, her grip on my shirt tightening with every passing moment. Each motion of my tongue draws a quiet, desperate moan from her, and her body shivers as if set alight by my touch. Her lips part even more, inviting me in fully, and she melts into me as the pleasure only grows.

Her kiss grows deeper and more passionate, like she can’t get enough. Her grip on my shirt tightens more, dragging me closer until there’s barely space left between us. Her breath grows heavier, her mind fogging with every second our lips stay locked. The feeling of my body this close, it’s driving her wild.

As her mind grows fuzzy, I slide my hand up from her waist to the nape of her neck, holding her close, grounding her in my touch.

She lets out a soft, muffled moan as my hand slides up to her neck, deepening the kiss. The touch sends a shiver down her spine, every nerve lit up with warmth and want. Her thoughts blur, there’s no room left for doubt, only the way I make her feel. She moans again, voice shivering, before finally pulling back just enough to breathe, cheeks flushed and lips parted.

I slowly open my eyes, breathless from the kiss, and can’t help as a smirk escape from my lips. I can still feel her hot, shaky breath against my skin.

“Wow…” I breathe out softly, the smile tugging at my lips. “Was that the kind of kiss you needed?” I ask, voice low and ragged.

She looks at me, eyes half-lidded and still breathless from the kiss. Her lips part as if to speak, but no words come… not yet. She’s still caught in the pleasure, her thoughts slow and scattered. After a few quiet seconds, she finally whispers, voice soft and dreamy between shallow breaths, “Y-Yes… I… That was perfect…”

Seeing how much her mood has lifted overfills me with joy. I smile, and gently brush away the last stubborn tear on her cheek, before leaning in.

“Just to be sure…” I whisper, before planting one final soft kiss on her lips.

I glance down at her, still catching my breath, but she’s already staring up at me with… that look. There’s a fire behind her half-lidded eyes, something raw and full of desire.

“Aether… I-I want more…”

“More…?” I mumble, my heartbeat quickening.

I look down at her, smiling, but catch her staring back with a glint of passion burning in her eyes.

She nods, voice soft and pleading against my skin. “Yes… please…”

“Are you sure…?” I whisper, brushing a thumb against her cheek. “We don’t have to.”

“No…! I-I mean… I’m sure.” she breathes, her voice trembling with desire. “Please… I need you…”

I slowly meet her gaze, my voice soft but steady. “Then I’m yours…” I whisper, and move to lift her into my arms.

As I lift her off the couch, a short breathy giggle escapes her lips before she can stop it.

I can feel my heart pounding as I start to walk her towards her bedroom.

As I carry her, she tucks her face into my neck and mumbles nervously, “I-I’ve never done this before… I-I’m sorry if I mess something up…”

Grinning I tease, “Don’t worry, just follow my lead. I won’t give you a chance to mess up~” before sitting her down at the edge of the bed.

“D-Don’t say that…! D-Don’t forget who you’re talking to…!” She pouts, cheeks burning red.

“Haha…” I chuckle softly, before settling my tone. “Are you ready…?” I whisper, eyes locking with her own.

"Y-Yes… I'm ready…"

After hearing those words, I smile softly and brush a strand of hair from her face. So beautiful…

Then, slowly, I guide her down onto the bed, never breaking eye contact. She lies back, her breaths shallow, eyes locked on mine. I crawl over her, careful and deliberate, placing one hand beside her head as I lower myself down, slowly boxing her in.

For a moment, I just look at her, lying there beneath me. “I love you, Furina.” I whisper, gazing down into her soft eyes below me.

Her eyes widen the moment the words leave my lips, and for a second, she doesn't say a word. I can see it before she does, how her lashes tremble, how her lip’s part like she wants to speak but can’t.

Then I catch the shimmer in her eyes. Tears. They slowly start to well up, spilling over before she can blink them away. She reaches up with trembling fingers, brushing at her cheeks embarrassed to be crying again in such a moment.

Gently, I stop her, taking her hands into my own. I catch the surprise flicker through her teary eyes, before lowering myself into a deep, passionate kiss.

Her lips meet mine without hesitation. Soft, trembling, but hungry for my taste. She squeezes my hands tight, grounding herself through our touch, and I kiss her deeper, our tongues dancing around in her mouth.

Time slows once again. There’s no fear now, no words needed.

Just the warmth of her mouth, the wetness of her tears against my cheek, and the feeling of her breath escaping over my skin.

A soft moan slips from her throat as our tongues meet again, the kiss deepening with every passing second. She’s completely lost in it, lost in me. Her eyes flutter shut, and her body trembles beneath mine as she surrenders to the warmth building between us.

Her arms tighten around me, and her legs slowly wrap around my waist, pulling me closer. I can feel it, how her body reacts to every little movement, how the kiss is clouding her thoughts and growing her arousal.

As our kiss deepens, I let one hand slip from hers, slowly gliding down to her chest. I press my palm gently over her heart, feeling it race beneath my touch.

She gasps softly against my lips, her body tensing for just a second before melting back into my own. I start to caress her through the fabric, slow and careful, savouring the way she responds.

Each breath, each tremble, each soft moan that slips out between our kiss drives my body wild.

I slowly pull back from the kiss, lips lingering for just a moment longer before I finally let go. When I open my eyes, hers are still closed, lips parted, her face flushed and breathless. I can’t help but smile.

Then, without a word, I begin to trail soft kisses down the curve of her jaw and to her neck.

She shivers as my lips find that tender spot just beneath her ear, and I take my time, kissing her slowly, deliberately, down to her shoulder. Every breath against her skin makes her tremble, and I can feel the way her fingers curl tighter around me, as if begging me not to stop.

I don’t rush. My lips continue their slow path down from her shoulder, inching lower, down the curve of her collarbone, then further still.

She lets out a soft, breathy moan, her chest rising as I kiss just above her heart. I can feel her body react to every touch, each breath I leave against her skin sending shivers up her spine.

Another kiss, lower. Another moan, mixed between surprise and longing.

She’s trembling, the desire overwhelming every receptor in her body.

I pause and look up at her, making sure she’s still with me, still wanting this, but she’s lost in the pleasure.

It doesn’t matter, the way her fingers clutch at my back, the way her breath stutters in her throat says everything I need to know.

With one hand, I reach up and begin to undo the buttons of her shirt, slowly, one by one. As I do, she lets out another soft moan, her breath shaky as her shirt finally falls open.

I lower my head once more, kissing the newly exposed skin with such delicate precision.

She arches beneath me, her hands curling in the fabric of the sheets, and I can feel her breath growing heavier with every inch of skin I touch.

She gasps sharply as my lips find the top of her breasts, her body tensing as waves of pleasure radiate through her body.

I place gentle kisses across the soft skin, taking my time, cherishing every breathy sound that escapes her lips.

Slowly, I begin to trace lower, down the centre of her chest, carefully avoiding her sensitive nipples, getting oh so close that it drives her wild.

I kiss lower, along the curves of her ribs, slowly descending across her stomach.

Her breath hitches again, and her fingers find their way into my hair, clinging there, holding me close.

I can feel how sensitive she is to every touch, how each kiss sends a ripple through her body, drawing her deeper into the moment.

And I want her to feel every bit of it, how deeply I care, how much she means to me… how wanted she is.

My lips continue their slow journey down her body passing her stomach and stopping just below her belly button.

She squirms beneath me, gasping for air, her skin warm and flushed.

I pause there for a moment, just long enough to feel her trembling under my hands. Then, I trail even lower, my kisses softer now, teasing, barely brushing her skin, just tracing the outline of her panties.

Her thighs shift instinctively, and I feel her hands tighten in my hair.

Without a word, I glance up to meet her eyes, giving her one last moment to stop me. But the look she gives me, half-lidded, trusting and full of need tells me everything.

I pause, my lips just above the edge of her panties, feeling her shiver beneath me. My hands rest gently on her hips, thumbs brushing softly against her skin.

I lift my gaze to hers, voice low and tender. “Are you ready?”

She lets out a shaky breath, her chest rising and falling beneath me. “Y-Yes…” she whispers, barely audible. Desperate, breathless and trembling, she blurts out, “Please… I want this…”

Her eyes shine with need, but even more with love. With care, I hook my fingers around the sides of her panties and slowly begin to ease them down, never breaking eye contact.

I lower my gaze again as I gently slide the last of the fabric down her legs. Every inch of her I reveal feels sacred, like I’m being trusted with something special, something no one else has ever seen.

She lies there, exposed and trembling, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. I lean in again, kissing the inside of her thigh, just above the knee. She lets out a soft, broken sound, half gasp, half moan, as my lips continue upward.

My hands slide gently along her hips, thumbs softly pressing into her skin as I make my way further up her thigh. I take my time, kissing slowly, inch by inch, until I reach the edge of her heat.

She whimpers, fingers curling tightly in the sheets and my hair, desperate for what comes next.

With a final deep breath, I lean in and gently begin to taste her pussy.

She gasps sharply, her back lifting off the bed as the pleasure jolts through her body.

Every delicate motion from my tongue draws out a new sound from her mouth. Moans, whimpers, desperate little breaths that all make my cock throb against my pants.

I keep going, slow and steady as I lap at her core savouring every gasp that escape her lips, feeling every tremble between her thighs, every desperate little shift of her hips as she can’t escape the waves of pleasure my tongue is giving her.

She can’t speak. She can barely breathe, but it doesn’t matter. Every movement, every tremble, every sound she makes tells me exactly how much she’s loving this. Her body is completely at my mercy, vulnerable and desperate for more, and I have no intentions to give her body a moment to rest.

I increase my pace, my tongue working harder between her thighs. Her fingers tighten in my hair and her breathing grows ragged. Her moans rise in pitch, soft and shaky, spilling out between trembling lips as she spirals closer to the edge.

I press one hand firmly against her stomach, anchoring her in place as I finally move my tongue over her clit, attacking it with slow, deliberate flicks.

Suddenly, her body seizes up, a broken cry tearing from her throat as her back bows and her hips jerk uncontrollably.

Finally, she’s there. Her whole body is quivering on the edge, desperate for me to send her over, to push her into an uncontrollable climax.

I keep her right on the edge, revelling in the bliss I feel holding her there. Every desperate gasp that escapes her lips shoots straight through my cock, driving me wild.

Her voice breaks into a cry, high and desperate. “Please! P-Please, Aether! I need it! Please let me come!”

Her desperate pleas drive my cock wild. It’s time.

I press my tongue in, flicking her exactly where she needs it. I wrap my tongue around her clit, leaving no inch of skin safe from my pleasure until she can no longer hold back.

She shatters.

Her cry rips through the room, raw and unrestrained, her entire body locking up as wave after wave of pleasure tears through her.

She writhes beneath me, hips jerking, thighs squeezing around my head as her orgasm crashes over her. Her voice is hoarse, breath broken, every sound spilling out of her like she doesn’t even know she’s making it.

And I don’t stop, don’t pause for even a moment, as I push her through the most amazing, intense climax of her life.

No, not until she’s trembling, gasping, and completely broken beneath my mouth do I finally let up from my relentless attack on her clit.

Her body slowly calms, her legs finally relaxing and her grip on the sheets loosening. She lies there trembling, her chest rising and falling in quick, shallow breaths as the aftershocks roll through her.

I pull myself back up gently, placing a kiss just above her heart before lying beside her. My fingers brush a few strands of hair away from her damp, flushed face.

She looks dazed, eyes half-lidded, lips parted and glowing with a kind of raw emotion that I’ve never seen from her before.

I say nothing. I just extend an arm around her shoulders and pull her in close. I can feel her body still quivering, her breaths still shallow and rasp as she slowly pulls herself back from the edge.

For a long, quiet moment, she lies there in my arms, coming back down from the high. Each breath a little slower than the last.

"Aether... wow... that was... incredible...” she pants.

The sound of her ragged, airy breaths drives my cock wild, like a forbidden language I’ve only just learnt to understand.

Finally, she manages to open her eyes. I smile, locking my gaze with hers. “See? How could you possibly mess that up?” I tease, my voice low and affectionate.

She quickly tries to hide her face in my chest, but I catch the smile tugging at her lips.

“D-Don’t say it like that that…!” she mumbles, voice muffled against my skin. “I-I really shouldn’t have been so loud…”

I chuckle softly, wrapping my arms a little tighter around her.

“I like hearing you,” I whisper into her ear. “Every sound you made… was beautiful. You don’t ever have to hold back with me, Furina.”

She presses her face deeper into my chest, clearly mortified. “A-Aether…! Y-You can’t just say stuff like that to me…!”

Then, after a beat of silence, her voice softens. “B-But… um… Aether… I-I want more… I mean…! You’re not done… right?”

I brush my thumb along her cheek, gently tilting her face up to meet my own.

“Hey… you don’t have to be nervous. Just say what you want. Tonight’s for you.”

Her eyes meet mine, blushing, hesitant, but no longer afraid.

“I… I want you,” she whispers, barely louder than a breath. “All of you… please…”

She reaches out, fingers brushing lightly across my chest, then resting over my heart.

“I want to feel everything… with you.”

I take her hand in mine and press a soft kiss to her fingers.

“You have me.” I whisper. “All of me.”

Then I lean in and kiss her again, brief, but full of meaning, a promise sealed between our lips.

When I pull back, I meet her gaze and smile.

“Keep your eyes on me.” I murmur, my voice low and warm.

I rise slowly to my knees, letting go of her hand and finally begin slipping off my clothes, one piece at a time.

As I undress, I see the blush on her cheeks deepen. Her eyes flicker, instinctively shy, but she doesn’t look away. She can’t.

When I finally slide off the last piece, freeing the cock that’s been aching this whole time, her lips part in a quiet gasp. She presses her thighs together, nervous at what comes next.

One of her hands rises to her mouth, picking at her lip as the desire starts to build up all over again. She’s nervous, overwhelmed, but her eyes tell me everything. She wants me. And I’ve never seen her look more beautiful.

I kneel back on the bed in front of her, letting the moment hang between us. Our eyes are locked together. I reach up brushing her cheek with my thumb, and feel my cock softly graze her thigh. She shivers.

“Are you ready?” I whisper.

She stares for a moment, then slowly nods, nervous, but sure.

“I’m ready,” she breathes. “I want you, Aether…”

That’s all I need. With the utmost care, I lower myself over her, bringing our bodies together as we prepare to become one.

I line myself up slowly, feeling her body tense beneath me. I pause, meeting her eyes one last time, searching for any flicker of hesitation. There’s none. Only trust. Only love.

With a soft breath, I begin to ease my cock into her.

She gasps, her hands flying to my shoulders, pulling me close. I move carefully, giving her time to adjust as her body takes me in, inch by inch.

Her eyes squeeze shut, and nails dig gently into my skin as her body trembles beneath me, her lips parting in a soft breathy moan.

“I’ve got you… just hold onto me.” I whisper as I inch deeper.

Once I’m fully inside her, I pause, letting us both breathe, letting our bodies remember this moment. She wraps around me, tight and trembling, and I feel her shivering against my skin.

Soft tears begin to leak from her closed eyes. Moved, I lift a hand to her face and gently brush one away before resting my palm on her cheek.

“I love you.” I whisper. “So much.”

Her eyes finally flutter open. She reaches up with both hands, cradling my face, drawing me closer until our foreheads touch.

“I’ve never felt anything like this…” she breathes, voice cracking. “Not in all the years I’ve lived… not until you.”

My throat tightens. I press a kiss to her lips, slow and deep, my tongue sliding softly into hers. And then, I begin to move, my hips rocking forward, slow and gentle, as we begin to move together.

Slowly, I begin to thrust, my hips barely moving in nothing more than a gentle push at first. Each motion draws a soft gasp from her lips, and I feel her body tighten around my cock, like she doesn’t want to let go.

Her breaths grow shorter, sharper… and mine follow suit. We rise and fall together in rhythm, like waves. And through it all, I never take my eyes of her.

The pace between us slows again, not from hesitation, but from something deeper.

I feel it in the way her grip loosens, not pulling me in, but holding me. In the way her eyes flutter open, dazed and glassy, locking with mine.

We don’t speak. We just breathe. Our bodies joined, hearts pounding in sync.

Then I begin to move faster, hips thrusting forward, deeper and more deliberate.

She moans softly beneath me, her voice fragile and breathy. Her fingers dig into my shoulders like she’s holding on for dear life, her body tensing tighter with each thrust.

My breathing’s grown ragged now too, my body burning with the need to give her everything.

I press my forehead against hers again, our eyes locking again through the heat and haze. I’m barely holding on, each breath from her lips, every clench of her body, pushes my cock to its limits.

“I’m close…” I whisper, voice strained and desperate.

“Me too…” she pants. “Don’t stop… please…”

She clings to me as the pressure builds, and builds, until finally, she breaks.

Her back arches, body tightening around me, and a raw cry erupts from her mouth, creating a sound I’ll never forget.

As I feel her tighten and come around my cock I lose control.

One, two final thrusts, and I come hard, deep inside her, shaking from the pleasure of the release.

For a moment, the world disappears. No thoughts, no sound. Just her body, and the overwhelming feeling of letting go inside the one I love.

In that moment, there’s nothing else. No world beyond the warmth of our bodies, no sound but our mingled breaths and broken moans.

I feel her clench around me, fluttering and pulsing as waves of pleasure crash through her, and it draws everything from me.

My cum spills deep inside her, erupting hot and uncontrollable. I feel the heat of it between us, filling the most vulnerable place she's opened up to me.

We stay locked together, trembling, gasping, riding the last echoes of that overwhelming high.

Her pussy flutters, and her thighs tighten, like she’s trying to hold onto the feeling even as her body slowly, reluctantly begins to relax.

And I don’t move. I just stay there with her, inside her, hearts pounding in sync. Because right now, we aren’t two people anymore.

We’re one.

Our breathing finally begins to slow, though our bodies still tremble with aftershocks from the intense high.

Gently, I ease down beside her, careful not to pull away just yet. We stay connected, even as we settle into the bed.

She instinctively turns into me, curling against my chest, cheek resting over my heart. I wrap my arms around her, shielding her softly from the world beyond this bed.

Neither of us speaks. We just lie there, silent, warm and completely spent.

Her fingers trace slow, lazy circles on my skin until finally our breath evens out. I kiss the top of her head, whispering softly,

“You were amazing…”

She nestles closer into my chest, her voice small and unsteady.

“My body feels… so warm…” she murmurs, one hand resting gently on her stomach. “And sore… but in a good way.”

She exhales softly, almost laughing. “I didn’t know anything could feel like that…”

Her hand presses a little tighter against my chest. “And I feel… safe. Like I could fall asleep right here and nothing bad would ever happen to me again.”

She tilts her face up to look at me, eyes heavy-lidded and soft.

“Thank you, Aether… for being so gentle, for everything…”

I pull her in tighter, tucking her in close amongst the sheets.

“I love you Furina,” I whisper, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Forever.”

She exhales deeply, and I feel the last hint of tension melt away as she sinks fully into my body, like for once, she truly believes it.

“You’re not alone anymore, Furina,” I murmur. “Never again….”

And then, without warning, she starts to cry once more, soft sobs spilling into my chest.

“Gosh, I’m so pathetic,” she hiccups through tears. “I really cried three times during sex…”

I hold her tighter, letting her cry it out. One hand stroking gently up and down her back.

“You’re not pathetic,” I whisper. “You’re just… finally letting yourself feel loved. That’s not weakness. That’s strength.”

She keeps sobbing softly into my chest, until suddenly she blurts out, “Please… don’t go…”

I glance down and find her eyes still half-open, glassy and pleading.

“I don’t care how gross we are,” she whispers, cheeks flushed. “I don’t care that you’re all sweaty… or that I’m still… full of you…”

She tightens her arms around me, voice cracking as she buries herself closer.

“Just stay... please… I don’t want to be alone tonight…”

I press another kiss to her forehead, gently stroking her hair.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I whisper. “I’m staying right here, Furina.”

She sniffles one last time, pressing herself tight against my chest.

“Promise me… Promise me you’ll still be here in the morning…” she whispers, her voice waving as if she can barely believe this moment is real.

I press one more kiss to her temple, my hand settling softly at her back.

“I’ll be right here, Furina,” I whisper. “There isn’t anything in this world that could get me out of this bed with you.”

I pull the blanket up around us, holding her close as her breathing begins to slow, her eyelids finally drifting shut.

As she finally drifts off in my arms, I make sure to hold her a little tighter, letting myself too begin to drift off beside her. A soft smile creeps across my face as I reflect on how much weight Furina finally let off her shoulders, and I feel something start to stir in my chest.

Excitement.

Excitement for another day to show Furina she’s not alone.

End of Chapter 1

If you enjoyed stay tuned for Chapter 2! I’m hoping to get it out sometime in the next month, so fingers crossed! But these take a while to write O_O

It starts off right where Chapter 1 left, as you wake up with Furina the morning after! Spoilers, she's really into sex now...!

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Chapter 2 – Was it all a dream?

I slowly wake, still lingering in the haze of everything that happened last night… I peer out from beneath the covers to the warm morning light filtering in through the curtains, filling the room with a gentle glow.

For a moment I lose track of where I am until I feel Furina’s soft warm breath against my neck, reminding me exactly where I am.

I gaze down, seeing her body curled into mine, feeling her skin pressed against my own.

I don’t move. I don’t want to move. The feeling of warmth radiating from her body is enough to make the whole world fade away around me.

I slide my hand along her bare shoulder, holding her close. She smells so good.

It feels a little embarrassing to admit how good she smells, especially since we haven’t showered, but I can’t help it.

I gently brush a few stands of hair away from her face, needing to see her again.

She looks so peaceful like this. No fearful look in her eyes, no tears, just Furina, quiet and vulnerable.

I can’t help but reflect on everything she’s been through, how guarded she was… It’s hard to believe she let me see this side of her.

It scares me a little too, just how quickly she’s carved out a place in my heart. I notice the same doubts she had last night start to enter my mind…

What if she regrets it? What if I mess this up? What if I hurt her?

But then, I feel her begin to stir beneath me, and in that moment all the doubts quiet down.

I don’t know what the future holds, but I know one thing for sure.

I’m not going anywhere.

She gently shifts in my arms, her brow furrowing just a little before relaxing again. Then, in a soft, sleepy hum she calls out…

“Mmmmnn… Aether…?”

Her voice is hoarse, yet delicate, like she’s not fully sure if she’s awake or dreaming.

“I’m here…” I whisper, brushing my hand along her arm.

She softly pushes her face deeper into my chest, her voice muffled.

“Good… I thought maybe… maybe you weren’t real.”

Her words make my heart ache. “I’m real,” I respond, pulling tighter on her shoulder… “and I’m not going anywhere.”

She murmurs again, settling back down into my body. Her fingers curl lightly against my chest, and for a few moments she falls silent as we lay there soaking in the warmth of each other’s bodies.

Then, finally she speaks again, her voice quiet and nervous.

“… Did we really, uhh… last night…?”

“Yes… Was it okay? Do you regret it…?” I respond, growing a little nervous myself.

“No! I-I mean uh… I just can’t believe that was real…”

A feeling of relief quickly washes over my body.

“It was more than okay…” she whispers. “No one’s ever made me feel like that before… l-like I was just a person… not just some god…”

Her voice trembles for a moment, before catching herself with a quick breath.

“You sure you’re not some dreamy figment of my imagination?” she teases. “Because if you are, my subconscious has excellent taste~”

A smile quickly breaks out across my face. There’s the old Furina I remember.

“You think your imagination could do this?” I laugh, before brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Hmph, I don’t know if I’m convinced~!” she teases.

I smirk, before leaning in and planting a kiss on her forehead.

Her expression quickly changes from teasing to needy, her eyes widening and breath catching on the moment.

I don’t hesitate.

I shuffle my body a little lower, until our faces are level, and lean in for a soft, passionate kiss.

As our tongues slowly entwine, I feel her gently press her still naked body against mine. The warmth of her soft, bare skin sends a rush through my body, driving me wild.

We stay tangled together, the kiss deep and needy, until she slowly pulls away… Her hot, unsteady breaths spill over my lips, sending shivers down my spine.

“Mmm…” she hums, then giggles softly between breathy pants; “Now that felt real, hehe…”

She grinds her hips against mine with a playful little smirk, before looking up at me.

“Mmm… something else feels real too…”

I let out a shaky laugh, my cheeks flushed as I glance away…

“Haha, sorry… I-I mean, I just woke up and we just kissed, and…” I glance down, face heating up.

“Your body feels… really good….”

She smiles, then suddenly starts to stammer.

“Oh no, I didn’t mean it like… it’s, not that I mind, I… well… your body feels really good too…”

Her cheeks flush as she buries her face against my chest, clearly overwhelmed by her own words.

“You’ve really got a way of throwing me off my game…!” she teases, her voice muffled against my chest.

We lie there in each other’s arms smiling as the awkwardness fades, slowly being replaced by something warmer... A quiet, mutual desire begins to stir between us once more.

“Hey…” she mumbles, as I feel her begin to slowly grind her hips against mine once more.

“Is it alright if we… do it again?” she whispers, voice small and breathy. Then suddenly…

“Ah… n-never mind, that’s stupid… w-we just did it…”

She hides her face deeper into my chest, clearly embarrassed.

I wrap my arm around her shoulders, gently holding her against my chest.

“Hey… it’s okay…” I murmur. “If you want to, we can... I mean, I want to, too.” I say with a smile, before pressing a kiss against her forehead.

“Really?!” she looks up at me, eyes wide with excitement. “I-I just… I want to remember the feeling... It already feels like it was so long ago…”

With a smirk, I lift her chin and whisper, “Then let me help you remember…”

I pull her in close, wrapping my arms around her as our bodies shift, now facing one another fully beneath the sheets.

She lets out a quiet gasp as my cock presses gently against her stomach.

“W-We’re gonna do it… l-like this?” she mumbles, her voice muffled against my chest.

I gently stroke her hair and press a kiss against her temple.

“Is that okay?” I ask, wanting to be sure.

“Y-You’re just so close… i-it’s a little embarrassing…” she murmurs.

“Would you prefer we do it like last night?”

“No… it’s okay. I want this. J-Just… don’t listen to any noises I make… I-I can’t help it…”

I grin, brushing my hand across her back.

“I’ll try not to,” I wink. “But no promises.”

Her whole face goes red as she tries to hide behind her hands.

“A-Aether…! Y-You can’t say stuff like that to me…!”

“Haha, sorry…! So… are you ready…?”

She softly peeks out from behind her hands, eyes wide but steady.

“Y-Yeah…” she whispers, her voice barely audible. “I’m ready.”

“Okay.” I whisper. “Wrap your arms around me… I’ll take the lead, alright?”

She nods softly and slides her arms around my back. We’re pressed together now, face to face, bodies warm and close beneath the covers.

I lean in and kiss her, slowly, gently, and I feel her breath catch against my lips.

“If you want me to stop… just tell me, okay?” I whisper, my voice low, my breath brushing against her skin.

She gives one final nod, her eyes locking with my own, as I catch a glimpse of the anticipation hidden behind. Finally, with a few flickers, she lets them fall shut.

I lean in, embracing her with a deep passionate kiss, exploring her mouth with my tongue. I feel a little tension melt away from her body, as she breaths out into the kiss.

Gently, I shift my hips, aligning my cock with her body.

Her arms tighten around me instinctively as she feels the movement below. Her breathing quickens against my tongue as our mouths stay locked.

And then, with a careful loving thrust, I begin to ease myself into her.

She gasps sharply, her whole-body shivers, before I pull her tongue back into the kiss, anchoring her to the moment, to me.

I feel not only her arms, but her pussy, tighten around me as I thrust deeper, inch by inch. I feel her nails gently drag down my back, not from pain, but from the overwhelming pleasure running through her body.

I don’t rush. I move slowly, ever so slightly speeding up as I let her adjust to every movement, every sensation.

Her breath trembles against my tongue, her voice caught somewhere between a gasp and a moan.

“A-Aether…” she whimpers softly, her hands clinging to me like she’s afraid to be let go.

“I’m here…” I murmur, never pulling away from the kiss for long as I wrap my arms around her even tighter. “Just keep holding me…”

With each thrust, we sink deeper into one another, bodies moving together in quiet rhythm, lost in the heat and emotion beneath the covers.

Every time my hips thrust forward, I feel her body contract around me, and it sends a rush of pleasure from my cock throughout every nerve in my body.

It seems all attempts of trying to hide her moans have been thrown out, as with each thrust, she lets out a louder, more desperate gasp against my tongue.

Furina POV

I can’t think… His cock is moving faster inside me… hitting my deepest parts…

I’m so close to him… His rough, yet soft body feels so good against me…

It’s driving me crazy… Every time I try to escape his tongue to catch my breath, his lips find mine, his tongue pushing past mine, stealing every ounce of strength I have felt.

He’s holding onto me so tight, thrusting with such wild intensity…

My head is going blank; I’m feeling it again… yes…!

I want more… I need more…!

Aether/Your POV

I feel myself nearing my limit. The heat building in my cock is unbearable.

I pull her in tighter, my body thrusting faster now, rougher... My lips finally break away from hers, and I pant raggedly against her cheek as I try to catch my breath.

She finally has a moment to breathe, and quickly nestles her face into the crook of my neck, her breath shallow and hot against my skin.

Our bodies now move in sync… desperate, trembling and completely lost in the moment.

Every time I thrust deeper into her, I feel her hips rise to meet me, her body clinging tighter, shaking harder. Her thighs squeeze around me with every moan, every gasp, and her voice breaks each time she tries to mumble my name.

“I’m close…” I pant into her ear, my voice strained as my pace quickens.

“Me… too…” she whimpers, and I feel it. The way her pussy tightens around me in response, her body begging to fall apart…

I can’t hold back anymore… her breath on my neck is driving me wild. The feeling of our sweaty bodies grinding together is pushing me beyond my limit.

I lose control. Completely. My hips thrust faster… harder… chasing the edge as I teeter on the brink.

She can’t take it, and suddenly cries out beneath me… Everything tightens around me… Her arms, her legs, her pussy… her whole-body trembles like she’s falling apart in my arms.

Her walls clench in waves around my cock, and that intense, mind-blowing feeling finally pushes me over the edge.

I groan her name… “Furina…!” gripping her as tight as I can as my climax crashes through me like a wave. Everything blurs, her body… her voice… everything.

For a heartbeat, the whole world goes blank.

I can’t stop. I thrust uncontrollably as I come deep inside her, cum flooding into her with each pulse.

She clings to me, shaking through her own high. Her nails dig into my back, like she never wants to let go…

And I don’t either.

We stretch the moment out as long as we can… Our slick bodies pressed together, trembling and breathless.

We stay like that as we ride out the rest of our high, locked together, completely spent.

Eventually, our bodies begin to still, the tremors of our climax fading like ripples in a pond. I stay inside her, unwilling to break our connection just yet, desperate to share every moment I can with her.

Her breathing is shallow, her soft chest rising and falling against mine. I lower my head to press a gentle kiss to her temple, brushing aside the damp strands of hair clinging to her skin.

She shifts slightly beneath me, wrapping her arms tighter around my back. There’s no tension now, it’s all faded away and left only warmth, softness, and love in it’s place.

After lingering in the moment, I slowly ease out of her, still keeping our bodies nestled tightly together under the covers.

She doesn’t say anything right away. Instead, I feel her fingers start to ease from their tight grip on my back to slowly tracing circles along my spine as our breathing starts to return to normal.

When she finally does speak, she is barely able to muster a whisper, her voice trembling, barely able to escape her lips.

“… Aether… that was… everything I needed…” she whispers as her eyes finally crack open, peering out into the world as if for the first time.

Hearing that stirs something deep within my chest, and I take no time to lock eyes with her own.

“I love you, Furina…”

Her eyes widen for a moment after she hears those words.

Then, slowly, the corners of her lips curve into the softest smile.

“I love you too, Aether…” she whispers, her voice catching in her throat.

She blinks fast, feeling the tears welling up yet again.

“Thank you… for not giving up on me…” she murmurs, pressing her forehead against my own.

Her voice cracks. “Even when I gave up on myself… I-I can’t believe this is real… I don’t know if I deserve this… but I want it. So bad…”

“You deserve it. More than anyone…” I whisper, pulling her back into a tight hug.

Finally, right on cue the tears begin to fall. She clings to me and sobs into my chest, unable to hold anything back.

I hug her tight, gently stroking her hair and running my hand up and down her back.

“I need to stop crying like this… This is horrible…!” she blurts out between sobs.

I chuckle softly. “It’s okay, I don’t mind.” I whisper, as we both melt into each other’s bodies once more.

Slowly, we begin to drift off once more… Wrapped in each other’s warmth as the light of the morning sun spills gently across the bed, we both fall back into a deep sleep…

End of Chapter 2

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It starts off right where Chapter 2 leaves you, as you finally wake up together after sleeping in till almost noon! It finally must be time for a shower, right?

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Chapter 3 – A late, steamy start to the day!

After dozing off in each other’s arms, we stayed curled up in bed long after the morning light had waned.

I finally stir awake, fighting off the urge to drift back to sleep in her warm embrace.

She looks so peaceful curled up against me... I can feel her slow, gentle breaths graze across my neck and her arm resting lightly atop my chest.

The feeling of her bare skin against mine… it’s making me never want to leave.

Eventually, I manage to draw my attention away from Furina, only to notice the warm morning sunlight no longer gleaming through the window, leaving the ceiling cast in a soft, quiet shadow.

Ah… did we really sleep in this late...?

Eh, it’s fine… There’s nowhere in the world I’d rather be…

I gently shift beneath the sheets, careful not to wake her as I inch down to meet her eye level.

Her hairs a little messy, her mascara’s a bit smudged, but I don’t care. We’re both a mess at this point.

I can’t help myself. I reach out to brush a tangled strand away from her face, but despite my gentle touch she finally begins to stir...

“Mmmmn…” she hums, her voice hoarse yet sweet. Her fingers twitch lightly against my chest, lifting just a little before curling in tighter.

I run my hand gently across her back. “Good morning, Furina…” I whisper.

“Mmmnnn… good morning…” she murmurs, her voice muffled as she buries her face into the crook of my neck. “Mmm… what time is it…?”

“Late…” I whisper, running my hand gently through her hair until it rests on her back.

“But you deserve to sleep in.”

She sighs, pressing herself tightly against me, and I can feel the tension rise in her body.

“I really can’t keep waking up this late…”

“It’s okay… You’ve more than earnt a few late mornings.”

She doesn’t respond, just presses her face tighter into my neck. Sensing her mood start to drop, I try to gently change the subject.

“So, what do you want for breakfast? I’m starving!”

“B-breakfast…?” she mumbles, blinking in surprise at the sudden change of topic.

“Yeah, you need to eat, remember?”

“Mmm…” she sighs, her voice still muffled against my skin.

“Come on, how about we go out for a late breakfast?”

“G-go out…? To eat?”

“Yeah! There’s that café right around the corner. We could go grab something quick. Just us.”

“Just us…? L-like a date…?”

“Sure, why not? Come on, you’ve gotta be hungry too!”

“Oh… yeah I guess I am a little hungry…”

“See! I promise you’ll enjoy it!”

“But I-I can’t go out like this…”

“We’ll shower first!”

“W-we…?”

“I mean, only if you want to…” I say softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “I just… thought it might feel nice. Starting the day together.”

“Yeah… that does sound nice…” she whispers. “B-but we’ll be naked…”

“We’re already naked.” I tease, letting my gaze flicker down to her chest before meeting her eyes with a smirk.

“Aether…!” she yelps, her face flushing deep red as she yanks the sheets up to cover herself. “T-that’s different! W-we’re in bed…! A shower is like… it’s different!”

“Ohhh, I see. Naked in bed is fine, but naked vertically is scandalous?” I grin.

She looks back at me mortified.

“Haha… it’s okay. We don’t have to… it was just an idea.”

“No, I mean… it sounds nice…” Furina’s voice trails off for a moment.

“Could you maybe… w-would you close your eyes? For me?

“Close my eyes? Yeah, if it would make you feel better.”

“Okay… but you have to promise not to peek!”

“I promise.”

“T-thanks…”

Now that the idea has become real, you find yourself lying there a little frozen… and starting to feel excited.

“So… I’ll uh, go start the shower and get it warmed up for you. I’ll call you when it’s ready, okay?”

“Mm.” she softly nods.

Furina POV

The moment he’s gone, the bed starts to feel a little colder. I pull the blanket up over my shoulders, curling into the spot where his warmth still lingers.

Mmm… he smells nice…

The sound of the shower starting drifts in from the other room, and suddenly a familiar feeling comes creeping back in…

Ah… why is my heart racing again? It’s just a shower… it’s not that big a deal…

I start to fidget with the edge of the sheet as my mind wanders…

Is he already under the spray? Is he thinking about me…?

Then suddenly, the voice she’d been waiting for.

“Hey Furina! The shower’s ready!”

“C-coming…” I call back softly.

I clutch the blanket tightly around me as I get up, my legs trembling a little after being curled up in bed for so long. I slowly make my way toward the bathroom, but stop just short of the door.

“I-I’m coming in now…!”

Your/Aether POV

Furina steps into the bathroom, the blanket still wrapped tightly around her.

“Hey…” she mumbles.

“Hey! Come on in, it’s nice and warm!” I say, gesturing toward the now steam-filled shower.

She lingers in the doorway, clutching the blanket like a shield, and looks back at me sheepishly.

“Oh, right!” I shut my eyes.

“Thanks…” she murmurs.

Any sound of her dropping the sheet or moving is drowned out by the steady flow of the shower, so I just stand there, waiting in anticipation for her to join me. After a few moments, her voice speaks out from right in front of me.

“Hey…” she mumbles, embarrassed.

“Hey…” I reply, my skin prickling with heat as I stand there with my eyes closed.

“Is the uh… the temperature, okay?” I ask out awkwardly.

“Y-yeah… the temperature is good…”

“Nice…”

“You’re… standing awfully still.” she says quietly.

“I’m… making sure I don’t accidentally bump into you…” I reply, embarrassed.

“Oh…” she whispers.

Not knowing what else to say or do, I just blurt out the first thing that comes to mind.

“So… have you done this before…?”

“O-of course not! What do you take me for?!”

“Sorry!” I blurt, my face heating up. “So… could you pass me the soap?”

“Y-yeah…” Her voice hesitates. “W-would you… like me to wash you?” she asks softly.

“Wash me…? Y-yeah… that sounds nice, if you’re comfortable.”

“Okay…” she whispers.

A moment later, her hand touches my chest and I jolt back.

“S-sorry!” she blurts.

“No, it’s fine…” I murmur.

She keeps moving her hands over my chest, working the soap into my skin in slow, careful circles.

“Mmm…” she breathes, so soft I almost miss it over the sound of the rushing water.

All of the sensations, the heat from the water, the thick steam, my closed eyes… and now the steady glide of her hands across my chest… it’s all too much.

My body starts to respond on its own, ignoring every attempt I make to calm myself.

I shift slightly, moving my hands in front of my now obvious erection.

But the moment my arm moves, her hands pause on my chest.

“Aether…?” she asks softly.

“Mm?” I try to keep my voice steady, though I can feel the heat in my cheeks.

There’s a short silence before she giggles, light and airy. “Heh… I didn’t know I had that effect on you.”

My ears burn. “O-of course you do…”

“It’s okay… you don’t have to hide it.” Her hands move across my chest again, slower this time.

“A-alright…” I murmur, letting my hands fall loosely to my sides.

Slowly, her touch works its way lower, slipping across my stomach in deliberate, unhurried strokes.

The heat from the water is now nothing compared to the warmth coiling in my lower body.

She pauses just above my hips, her breathing now clearly audible, even over the steady rush of the shower.

“Furina…” I murmur, my voice rougher than I intended. “L-let me wash you now…!” I blurt, desperate to pull the attention away from my erection.

There’s a beat of silence before she lets out a soft, knowing laugh. “Ohh, I see… trying to distract me, are you?”

My face burns. “I… no, I just…”

 “Hehe…” she chuckles, as I feel the warmth of her hands leave my skin.

I hesitate, wondering if she’s really going to let me take over, until she adds, “Just… r-remember to keep your eyes closed, alright?”

“Yeah, of course!” I promise.

She passes me the soap and turns around, the heat of her back now right in front of me.

I work the soap between my hands until it lathers, the scent of it mingling with the steam around us.

Reaching out, I let my fingertips brush her shoulder first, a silent warning before I begin.

She stiffens for just a moment, then exhales, her posture softening as my hands glide across her back.

The hot water runs over my fingers, carrying the slick foam along the curve of her spine. I follow it slowly, taking my time, tracing small, gentle circles over her skin.

Her hair sticks damply to the tops of her shoulders, and I carefully sweep it aside, letting my palm rest lightly against the nape of her neck.

She tries to stay silent, but I still catch the faint, breathy sounds that slip from her lips… soft, needly little noises that almost melt into the rush of the water.

“Nngh… mmngh…”

“Are you alright…?” I murmur.

“Y-yeah sorry… it just feels… nice…”

“Want me to keep going?”

“Mhm…” she hums, and I feel her nod faintly.

I continue running my hands over her soft, wet skin, the foam trailing down with the water. Gradually, she eases back into me, closing the space between us.

My motions shift from washing, to something more… exploring. My hands drift lower along the curve of her back, then slowly across her waist…

I move my hands lower, lower… waiting for her to pull away, but she never does, she only leans in closer.

My hands finally reach the front of her hips and I pause, letting my thumbs rest lightly against her skin.

She inhales sharply, her shoulders tensing for just a moment before she exhales… and with that breath, she presses herself firmly against me.

“F-Furina…” I whisper into her ear.

“I-It’s okay… you can keep going…” she murmurs, her hips giving the faintest, deliberate grind against mine.

Her words spark something deep in my chest, and I don’t hesitate. I let my hands slide slowly from her hips toward her stomach, my fingertips gliding over her slick, warm skin.

She exhales, not quite a moan, but close, as my palms drift lower, brushing down the soft curve of her thighs.

I take my time, tracing gentle patterns with my thumbs, committing every detail to memory. The water streams over us, muffling the sound of my own breathing as my hands wander lower.

“Aether…” she whispers… soft, but laced with need… and I know exactly what to do next.

I ease my hands further up, fingertips brushing over the inside of her thighs. Her breath catches, and she leans back into me, the curve of her body fitting perfectly into mine.

Her head tilts back against my shoulder, a soft gasp escaping her lips, barely audible over the shower, but enough to make my heart pound harder.

I let my hand drift inward from her thigh, fingers finally reaching her most sensitive spot and beginning to move in slow, gentle circles.

She jolts at the first touch, her breath catching in her throat.

“A-Aether…!” she whimpers as her hands instinctively clutch at my forearm, not to push me away, but to steady herself.

Her legs shift slightly, knees pressing together for a moment before relaxing again, letting me continue.

“Mmnn… i-it’s… ahhn…!” The words dissolve into soft, broken sounds as her head tips back, exposing more of her neck to me.

I take advantage, leaning in to press slow, deliberate kisses along her neck.

My fingers start to work her clit more firmly now, and her hand slips from my arm to my side, clutching at me for balance.

My free hand slides around her waist, pulling her tight until there’s no space left between us.

She’s pressed flush against me now, and my cock is straining against her lower back.

Her breathing quickens, each exhale coming shorter than the last.

Her hips start to move with my hand, chasing the rhythm I’ve set.

“Nnnh… Aether…” she whimpers, her fingers digging into my side.

I keep my motions steady but press firmer, and feeling her clit growing beneath my fingertips I press my attack.

Her legs tremble, her weight leaning more heavily into me.

“I-I… ahhnn…!” Her voice breaks apart as her whole body tightens in my arms.

Knowing how close she is, I don’t stop, only quicken my pace, drawing fast, firm circles over her now-quivering clit.

Her body shudders against mine, her thighs squeezing tight around my hand as I push her over the edge.

A sharp gasp tears from her lips, followed by a trembling moan that rises and falls with each wave that hits her.

I hold her steady, my free arm locked around her waist, keeping her from collapsing under the rush.

Her hips jerk in tiny, desperate motions against my fingers, as if chasing every last spark.

“A-Aether… ahhhnn~!!!” Her voice catches again, dissolving into breathless whimpers.

I slow my pace gradually, tracing softer, lazier circles as tension in her body melts into intense, trembling aftershocks.

As she moans and gasps for breath, I gently ease my hand away from her now-sensitive clit, wrapping both arms around her and holding her close under the warm spray.

Her head lolls back against my shoulder, her breathing coming in shaky bursts as she tries to catch her breath.

Then, in a voice so quiet I almost miss it, she murmurs, “W-wow… A-Aether… w-wow…”

I can’t help but smile, and press a kiss to her damp hair.

After a long few moments, she shifts gently in my arms until she has turned to face me, our arms still wrapped around one another, but the space between us has grown slightly.

“Aether…” she whispers.

“Yeah…?”

“Y-you can open your eyes now…”

I slowly oblige, blinking as the bright light reflecting off the shower walls blinds me for a moment.
When my vision clears, I finally see her standing right in front of me. Her wet hair is clinging to her face in an incredible way I’ve never seen before and the water traces delicate lines over her skin.

My gaze drifts lower, to the shine of droplets gliding over her glistening boobs.

I must have made some kind of expression without realizing it, because she’s quick to point it out.

Her eyes widen slightly as she catches where my gaze has settled. “A-Aether…!” She folds her arms over her chest, cheeks flushed.

“Y-you’re staring at me like I’m on stage…!”

“S-sorry…” I mumble awkwardly, glancing away.

“I-I guess it’s okay…” she says after a beat. “I suppose we’re even then…”

“Oh…? Were you staring at me?”

“M-maybe… but not as shamelessly as you are!” She bites her lip, the faintest smile tugging at her expression.

“You do know I’m a celebrity, right~? You should have some manners!”

“Oh? And who’s gonna stop me~?” I tease back, my gaze blatantly dropping to her boobs.

She smiles, letting out the most adorable, genuine laugh I’ve ever heard before she quickly covers her chest with her arms.

“Ehehe~! Aether…!”

I smile back, and our eyes lock… but something shifts in the air. The laughter fades into something deeper, and I can tell she feels it too.

She lets her arms drop, stepping closer until her chest is pressed tightly against mine.

Before I can think, our lips meet in a deep, hungry kiss, as our arms wrap around each other.

Her lips move against mine, soft at first, then growing more urgent as the moment pulls us deeper.

One of her hands slips up around my neck, holding me close, while the other drifts lower, tracing down my waist with slow, deliberate intent.

She presses herself tighter against me, her tongue tangling with mine… and then I feel it. Her fingers wrapping firmly around my cock, starting a slow, teasing stroke that rips a sharp breath from my throat.

“Furina…”

“Hehe… wow, you’re really hard right now~” she murmurs against my cheek, her fingers giving a slow, deliberate squeeze at my cock.

Her lips curve into a small, teasing smile as she breathes against my lips, “Hehe… guess I’m not the only one enjoying this~”

A low groan slips out before I can stop it, and my hips twitch forward uncontrollably into her hand.

“F-Furina…” I manage to breathe her name before her mouth once again claims mine, and our tongues tangle hungrily.

The slow, deliberate glide of her fingers over my cock sends tingles surging through me, forcing me to brace one hand against the shower wall just to keep my balance.

Her pace stays maddeningly slow, flooding my body with a thousand sensations at once.

I can barely think… every deliberate stroke is pulling me further under.

“Y-you’re… ahh…!” The words fall apart into a sharp breath as her thumb brushes my tip just right.

My pulse pounds in my ears, and all I can focus on is the warmth of her hand and the way her body is pressed so close to mine, her soft chest gliding across my skin.

She gives me a faint, knowing smile, her grip tightening just enough to make my knees weaken.

“Furina…” I groan, tilting my head back. “If you keep that up…”

“Mhm~? Keep this up…?” she purrs, her strokes quickening just enough to hold me right on the edge.

“F-Furina… I’m… ahh…!” A desperate, needy sound slips from my lips… there’s no room left for thought.

And then, finally, she makes her move.

She presses her lips hard into mine, tongue pushing deep as her hand finally speeds up.

Faster.

Harder…

The slick, rhythmic pull of her fingers sends shocks through my entire body.

“F-Furina…” I gasp her name between kisses, my voice shaking.

Her grip tightens. My hips jerk forward into her hand. I’m right there…

“Do it~,” she whispers against my lips.

That’s it. Her words finally push me over the edge.

I groan into her mouth, my body locking up as the pleasure slams through me, hot and dizzying.

Wave after wave crashes over me, every stroke milking out more until I’m shuddering in her arms

When it’s over, I can barely breathe. She presses a soft kiss to my cheek, smiling just enough for me to feel it.

“Hehe… such a mess~” she giggles quietly, her voice warm, happy.

I can only manage a breathless laugh, resting my forehead against hers as the steam curls around us.

We stay like that for a few moments, my chest still heaving.

“F-Furina… w-wow…”

She pulls back just enough for our eyes to meet and giggles, a sound that feeds straight into my soul.

It’s so nice to hear her laughing again.

I watch her for a long moment, hooked to the curve of her smile.

“… W-what is it…?” she asks, cheeks flushing under my gaze.

“It’s… I’m just really happy to see you smiling.”

Her blush deepens. “O-oh… w-well, you’ve seen me smile before…!”

“Yeah… but this one feels different.”

She goes quiet, her eyes searching mine as if weighing my words.

“Mm… t-thanks, Aether.”

We linger in each other’s arms, the weight of the moment hanging between us.

“Are you really sure this is your first time…?” I tease, breaking the tension.

“Of course it is!” she shoots back, giving my shoulder a light slap, but her smile doesn’t fade.

“Hmph~! What’s to stop me from thinking you’ve been practicing on someone else~?” she pouts.

“Haha… okay, you win. It was the first time for both of us.” I grin.

The air feels lighter now, though neither of us is quite ready to let go.

“So, uh… I guess we should probably finish up before our skin turns to prunes.” I suggest.

“Yeah… the shower… right.”

“Can I wash your hair for you?” I offer.

“My hair? Not a chance!” she fires back instantly.

I blink, caught off guard by her sudden denial.

“My hair is very special Aether. It has to be tended to just right. Maybe, if you learn all the steps first, I’ll let you try one day.”

“Okay, okay!” I laugh.

“Here.” I hand her the soap. “For your hand~” I wink.

“Aether…!” she yelps, cheeks going red as she swats at me.

The scene fades to black as we finish “cleaning up” together, though, honestly, we might be even messier than when we got in.

And when we get out of the shower…? To be continued in Chapter 4~! >:D

End of Chapter 3!

I hope you enjoyed! Stay tuned for Chapter 4, I promise to not leave it as long this time! (fingers crossed o_O)

It starts off right where Chapter 3 leaves you, as you are getting out of the shower and getting ready to head out for a late breakfast. Lets call it our first date…!

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