Taimanin World
Japan, Gosha Village, Akiyama Estate, Dojo.
Day 4
11:00 am, August 15, 2078, sunday.
Moving with the gentle authority of a man who knew exactly what he was doing, Testament laid Rinko down on the soft tatami mats, his eyes never leaving hers. He could see the trepidation in her gaze, the fear of the unknown, but he knew he would do everything in his power to make this moment perfect for her. He caressed her cheek, his thumb brushing away a stray bead of sweat.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle," he whispered, the promise in his voice a balm to her racing heart.
With trembling hands, Rinko reached down and took hold of his cock, guiding it to her wet entrance. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, her body quivering with a mix of excitement and nerves.
As he pushed into her, inch by inch, she felt a slight pain, but his tender touch and the warmth of his body above hers soon eclipsed it. He entered her with the care of a worshipper approaching a sacred shrine, filling her completely.
She gasped, her eyes squeezing shut as she adjusted to the feeling of him inside her. He waited, giving her a moment to breathe, to become accustomed to the fullness. Then, with a gentle nudge of his hips, he began to move, his strokes long and deep, setting a pace that was both leisurely and tantalizing.
The friction of their bodies created a symphony of sensation, their moans and gasps echoing through the dojo.
Rinko felt herself relax, her fears melting away as she succumbed to the pleasure that he offered. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper, her nails digging into his back as she met each of his thrusts with her own. The warmth of his skin against hers was intoxicating, and she could feel every inch of him moving within her, stretching and filling her in ways she had never imagined.
The tension grew, coiling tighter with each passing moment, until she could no longer hold back the tide of pleasure. Her orgasm crashed over her, a wave of pure ecstasy that left her trembling and gasping for air.
Testament watched her face, reading every expression, every quiver of her lips. He felt her tighten around him and knew she was close. He increased his pace, driving into her with a passion that was both fierce and tender.
The sound of their flesh slapping together was a symphony of desire, a testament to the connection that had formed between them.
When she finally climaxed, he followed her over the edge, his own release spilling into her, a declaration of his need for her. They lay there, panting and entwined, their hearts racing as one, the aftermath of their union a sweet, sticky mess that bound them together.
In that moment, as they shared in the afterglow of their passion, Rinko realized that she had never felt so alive, so seen, so cherished.
And as she gazed into the eyes of the man who had just taken her virginity, she knew that she had found the one who could love her for who she truly was, not just for her status or her body.
They had found in each other a solace from the world outside, a haven where they could simply be themselves, free from the weight of expectations and responsibilities.
And as they lay there, the sun peeking through the windows of the dojo, Rinko felt a sense of peace settle over her, a warmth that had nothing to do with the heat of their lovemaking and everything to do with the bond they had forged.
Their bodies still joined, their hearts racing, they shared a gentle kiss, a promise of more moments like this to come. And as they eventually disentangled, their bodies still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure. With a fiery glint in her eyes, Rinko looked up at Testament and whispered.
"I want more... I need you to be rougher, to use my body until you're satisfied." Her voice was a mix of desperation and need, a stark contrast to the gentle intimacy of their first encounter. She craved the raw power she knew he had held back, the primal intensity that she knew he was capable of.
Testament's gaze darkened with hunger, his eyes gleaming with newfound purpose. He knew that Rinko was a strong and fierce warrior, and that she could handle whatever he had to give.
He kissed her hard, his teeth grazing her lower lip, leaving a trail of heat across her skin. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her roughly towards him as he thrust deeper, the sound of their bodies colliding echoing through the dojo.
Rinko moaned, her nails digging into his back, urging him to go harder, to take her as he wished. He complied, his movements becoming more aggressive, his hips slamming into her with a ferocity that sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. The pain was exquisite, mixing with the pleasure in a heady cocktail that made her dizzy with desire.
He took one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking and biting gently, his teeth grazing her sensitive flesh. She arched her back, pushing herself into his touch, begging for more. The feeling of his teeth on her skin sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core, making her wetter, more desperate for his touch.
Their lovemaking grew wilder, a dance of power and submission that mirrored their lives as Taimanin. Each thrust was a declaration of his dominance, each moan of pleasure from her lips an affirmation of her surrender. They were no longer just teacher and student, but lovers, equals in the throes of passion.
Testament felt his control slipping, the need to claim her fully taking over. He flipped her onto her stomach, one hand tangled in her hair, the other gripping her hip as he entered her from behind. The new angle sent Rinko spiraling, her orgasm building with each rough, claiming stroke.
Her walls tightened around him, her body begging for release, and he knew he was close too. He reached around, his hand finding her clit, rubbing it in fast, firm circles that had her moaning into the mat. The tension grew, the room thick with the scent of their desire, until finally, they reached the peak together, their bodies shuddering with the force of their climax.
As they lay there, panting and spent, Rinko felt a sense of liberation wash over her. She had allowed herself to be used, to be taken, and she had loved every second of it.
As Rinko straddled Testament, she took his cock in her hand, guiding it to her eager entrance. With a sultry smile, she began to ride him, her hips moving in a sensual rhythm that had him groaning with pleasure. She felt powerful, in control of this moment, and she leaned forward, whispering in his ear.
"I want you to fill me up, make me yours completely."
Her words seemed to unleash something primal within him, and he gripped her hips, driving into her with renewed vigor.
"Ride me, Rinko," he growled, his voice a dark, seductive rumble that sent shivers down her spine.
"Take what you want from me."
Her eyes flashed with excitement and determination as she increased her pace, her breasts bouncing with each downward thrust. The feeling of his cock inside her was exquisite, a perfect blend of pain and pleasure that had her panting and gasping for more.
"I want your seed," she demanded, her voice filled with urgency.
"I want to feel it, to carry it within me."
Testament could feel her tightening around him, her desire a palpable force that fueled his own. He knew what she was asking for, and the thought of impregnating her with his child, marking her as his in the most primal of ways, sent a thrill through him.
He thrust upward, burying himself to the hilt, and with a roar of release, he filled her with his essence, the potent energy of his climax leaving a womb tattoo of a heart with bat wings.
The intensity of the moment washed over them, a crescendo of pleasure that left them both trembling. As she felt the warmth of his seed within her, Rinko knew that she had crossed a line, that she had claimed Testament as much as he had claimed her.
Their bodies still entwined, Testament and Rinko stumbled towards the shower, their passion unquenched despite their recent climax. The cool air of the dojo did nothing to soothe the inferno that blazed between them, only serving to make their skin slick with the sweat of their desire. Under the cascade of water, they remained connected, his cock still firm and embedded deep within her.
He turned her around, pressing her against the tiles, the coolness of the shower walls a stark contrast to the heat of their bodies. With a feral growl, he began to thrust into her again, the water caressing their skin as they moved as one.
The sound of the water mingled with their ragged breaths and the slap of their flesh, a symphony of pleasure that drowned out the world beyond the steamy confines of the shower.
Rinko's hands slid over the slickness of the tiles, gripping for purchase as he took her from behind, his powerful strokes driving her to the brink once more.
The water rushed down her back, mimicking the waves of ecstasy that rippled through her with each punishing thrust. Her moans grew louder, her body shaking as she reached for the peak, her nails scratching at the wall in a silent plea for release.
And as he felt her tighten around him, her orgasm tearing through her like a tempest, Testament gave in to his own desires, filling her with another hot spurt of his seed, a declaration of his ownership and love that resonated through every cell of her being.
After a while, Rinko appeared to be glowing after she had sex with Testament who was beyond amazing when it came to showing her what she needed. He wasn't simply using her body to satisfy his lust but ensuring she was receiving the same care.
"Are you certain it would be alright for you to cook for me?" She is currently wearing an apron making lunch for herself and Testament.
"I'm sure, my body is tougher than it looks and I did study bedroom arts even if I am not Inage-san level." Rinko said with a smile not minding that he was worried for her. After all, he was a bit rough with her and truth to be told she was still sore from the hard thrust but it was overshadowed by the experience it gave her.
"Still, why don't I help you? You can even teach me!" Testament said leaning on the counter while talking to Rinko.
"Hmmm, okay, grab the apron over there." With that the two began to cook their lunch. It was already late but they weren't that hungry especially being sex demons. Rinko obviously became a succubus queen and Testament already informed her about this.
"Does that mean I need to have sex to satiate myself?" Rinko cutely pondered and Testament shook his head.
"Not really. It's just an option." Testament said.
"I don't really mind it if it's you." Rinko won't deny that she's quite addicted to his touch. She craves everything about Testament , not just having sex since it fills her with indescribable satisfaction spending time in mundane things with him.
"Anyway, I think we're done here and the only thing we need to do is wait." Rinko said, looking at the meal they made, which was spicy Japanese curry.
"In the meantime, why don't we have another round?" She asked almost demandingly and Testament wryly smiled at this.
"Ah, well, I was going to ask if we can watch a movie together or something? I personally wouldn't want our relationship to revolve around sex."
Testament said and Rinko was a bit disappointed she won't be able to taste his milk but blush at how he was invested in pushing their relationship. He seems too perfect yet has his charm and quirk.
"Are you really an Incubus God?" Rinko tries to tease him and Testament dryly laugh.
"Come on, don't tease me. I really just want to spend time knowing you as we watch a show or something. Maybe give me something you like or recommend." Testament asked and Rinko smiled.
"If you insist. Though I rarely get the time to relax since I always train or study. But maybe we can watch the movie that a friend of mine recommended. Oh maybe I can introduce you to her and add her to your ever growing harem." Rinko tried to tease him further but Testament frowned and flicked her lightly, making her wince a bit.
"Don't tease me." Testament said and Rinko pouted.
"Why did you hit me!?" She exclaimed, acting like it hurt even though it felt like being bitten by an ant and Testament chuckled.
"I like it when you pout." Testament teases her this time and she blush a bit.
"Hmmph say it again." Rinko said and Testament smiled.
"Come here, my cute little minks." Wrapping his arms around her waist and patting her head made Rinko happy. She likes being spoiled and complimented. In the end the two went to the living room near the kitchen and they weren't worried about it being burnt since Testament left a familiar to keep in check.
'I wonder what the other girls are up to?'
[ Main Mission: Gosha Unification (ongoing) ]
[ Description: The Gosha Villages are always in constant disarray and order due to their conflicting ideals. After multiple massacres and revolts the Taimanin Clans are dwindling while enemies grow stronger. They need someone to look up to. To follow. To be led. To unite. ]
[ Task: ]
[ 1. Acquire at least one woman from Akiyama clan, Igawa clan, Euhara Clan, Mizuki Clan, Kouwaka Clan, Fuuma Clan, Shinganji clan and Kamimura clan.
Current: 3/8
2. Impregnate at least one woman per clan.
Current: 3/8 ]
[ Rewards: ]
[ - 100,000 Points for each woman
- 50,000 Bonus Points for capturing them within a year.
- Random Skill (SS+++)
- Title: Taimanin King. ]
[ Penalty: ]
[ Failure to accomplished the task will result in unforeseen consequences and the destruction Gosha village. ]
[Time: None ]