Saber put the dishes into the sink and sighed.
She wished she could do more, both for Rin and for Shirou, but the truth of the matter was that she couldn't. In this era there was little for her to do. Even with the knowledge of modern days' workings imparted by the Grail upon her summoning she was still very much a fish out of water.
She was a Knight a King, two things that were little to no use in the current peaceful era. Even if she took her duty seriously, being Rin's bodyguard wasn't much of a job. The kind of threats she faced were of political sort and would very unlikely come to harm her physically.
She was a sword that needed not be drawn.
A useless trinket.
A worthless piece of junk, however rare.
"I know what's going on in that head of yours," Rin whispered in her ear, simultaneously sliding her arms around Saber's waist from behind.
"Rin!" the knight yelped in surprise. "I… just wish I could be of more help."
"You are so silly, Saber," the Magus laughed softly. "You give me more help that you think. I don't know where I would now be without you."
"You would have fared probably better without having to sustain me."
"Yes," Rin agreed mercilessly. Saber wasn't the sort of person to take sugar-coating kindly, "but I don't think that would be for the best."
"Your words are… comforting, Rin, but I-"
"Hush. Let me show you what comforting actually means."
"Rin, what –ah!"
The Magus kissed the back of the Servant's neck, while her hands roamed under Saber's skirt and up her torso, caressing the silken skin and teasing the edge of her breast.
"That's… against the rules," the King protested weakly.
"Magi don't care about the rules," Rin murmured into the King's neck.
"Such a wicked –hm-witch."
Turning around, Saber wrapped her own arms around Rin's shoulders and pulled her into a kiss.
It was welcome… but awkward. In truth this was the third time they were doing something like this since Shirou was forced to run. It wasn't like their mutual attraction had diminished, but every time they got closer his absence felt heavier.
He was out there, running and possibly fighting for his life, utterly alone, while they were safe in each other's arms. It didn't sit well with either of them.
But even then they did love each other and their attraction could be put on hold only so much. So, in those rare occasion when things felt too much to handle, the need for a lovers' embrace surpassed the sense of guilt and they gave up to the need for comfort.
Thus, Saber's shirt slid down her skin and onto the kitchen's floor, followed shortly by her skirt, leaving her only in her panties. She never did take to wear a bra, her slender physique didn't require it and she lived most of her life without.
"Shouldn't… hm… move this to the bedroom?"
"No. Here –kiss- is perfectly –kiss- fine."
She pushed Saber backward, hitting the kitchen's table and ending up sitting on it.
"Eep," the King squealed when Rin trailed kisses down her collarbone, descending between her breasts and proceeding further down her body. "Rin, I- AH! That's… hm… there!"
A short tug of Rin's fingers and Saber's panties slid down her legs. The Magus kneeled and gently pulled apart the King's legs.
Saber's face was flushed. It was not the first time people kneeled in front of her, but never in such a fashion. Sitting like that on the kitchen's table, an entirely inappropriate setting for such activities, made her feel more than a little embarrassed.
However, it did nothing to subdue her desire and Rin found proof of it between the folds of the King's womanhood.
"Meeph***!" Saber clamped both hands over her mouth to quell the undignified noise that escaped her throat when Rin kissed her nether lips. "!"
Even that was almost not enough to contain her reaction. Rin's tongue expertly opened her folds and sought the sweet nectar of her body.
"Your reactions… slrp… are too cute, Saber."
"That's not -uwaaah- fair! You are far too… hnn! Far too good at this!"
"I've only just begun," the Magus declared. And indeed, she attacked Saber's weak spot with renews vigor.
"Aaah! Rin!"
It didn't take long from there to reach and edge of her arousal. Biting her finger to choke down a scream, she wrapped her legs around Rin's back and pulled her further into her most precious place, climaxing on her lover's lips.
Her body trembled cutely for a moment, shaken from within by her own release. Finally she came down from the pleasurable high and relented her hold on her lover, slumping down on the table, breathing heavily.
Rin was upon her a moment later, lips meeting in soft but passionate kiss. The King tasted her own arousal, not for the first time, and while she did not dislike it that was quite enough of that.
"You are overdressed," she all but growled a moment before their positions were turned.
"Eeep!" Rin screamed, not at all surprised or displeased by this development.
It didn't take long for her clothes to join Saber's. Let it be known that the King of Knights is no stranger to delivering swift retribution.
-xXx-
In his lair, Gerard was humming to himself as he positioned the needles he had used earlier that on a mannequin, precisely in the same spot as he did on Rin's body.
While it was true that acupuncture was not Magecraft, it didn't mean they could not work well together. Using particular techniques he could reconfigure the nerves in the human body to respond in certain ways, placating or arousing the recipient with seemingly innocent touches, or without touching at all if suitable was employed.
It wasn't increasing the sensibility of the body, that would be dangerously close to be considered a form of permanent damage, but more like shifting existing spots located in places unique to every person to a location where the user could find them without fail.
Why bother learning how to please, when you could teach the body how to be pleased?
Speaking of which, Magi were very strong willed people, having grown able to sustain the inherent pain of having a Crest and performing Magecraft. However, for all that well deserved credit, the truth of the matter was that the human body was naturally able to withstand a great deal of pain before the mind snapped.
A pity it was not so well equipped when it came up to resisting pleasure. To think it was all just a matter of pushing the right buttons.
In the darkness of his Workshop, the Magus laughed to his heart content.