《Oh, My Beautiful Moonlight Goddess!》Chapter 25: Blade Dance Re:Ignite
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Chapter 25: Blade Dance Re:Ignite? :cool:
I slept heavily, but wakened when light began to peer through the windows. I squinted my eyes sharply at the growing light. As soon as I threw the covers off me, I shivered, despite basking under the radiant luster of the sun.
It was because I slept naked.
I thought it might be due to the recent rainy days that he’s stuck somewhere and hasn’t come back home yet. And when he returns, I’ll warm him up with my body.
However in the end, no matter how much I called for him, Kansouke never came.
What did I even expect? He has no reason to come for me. He’s known me for a few days at least.
But Kansouke was generous and gentle with me, and I felt a great and unspeakable tenderness on his gaze. His actions healed something inside me. To me who’s only done miserable acts all her life. Strange, that it could have been so with a man I scarcely knew. But he did it, and it gave me an overwhelming sense of satisfaction inside.
Yet, why didn’t he come?
After some time, through the many times I fought these thoughts inside my head, I decided to get up and get dressed. How I wish I have a decent dress to put on and greet Kansouke with it when he returns, but this single set is all I have.
Nonetheless, since I washed it last night, it should be good enough.
After that, I sat in front of the door.
“Today, Kansouke will return!”
Geeeeeee…………………………………………………………………………………
Just like yesterday, I directed my gaze at the door.
“………………………………*hic* I promised I won’t cry, but it really is hard to wait.”
While trying my hardest not to wallow in my emotions, I swipe the bulging moisture at the corner of my eyes. If he sees me crying like this he’ll most likely worry about the silliest things he could imagine. So I stood up and went out on the deck connected to our room.
From the way these wooden floors creak with each step I take, I would say the foundations are of old age. Because they advised me not to make a scene, I sat on the most solitary space—where bystanders wouldn’t even be able to take a glimpse of my face.
Sitting alone with me over there was a single potted plant. It has the most intriguing appearance compare to any other plant I’ve seen. The curious and sharp spines growing out of its stem made it seem like it’s created an indomitable wall.
Just like my past self, I’ve detached myself from other people. As if I’ve created an invisible wall surrounding my heart.
But I’d like to think different now.
“—So this is where you’ve been. Meles, I’ve been looking for you.”
Behind me I heard a familiar voice that carried a special warmth to my heart. The voice that melted the barricading ice that sealed my emotions.
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I was afraid to look back. I’m afraid that if I did, it might just be my longing warping my thoughts, sending me the illusions I wanted to see. But even though I thought of that, a voice still left my mouth, like a part of me was compelled to answer the voice’s origin.
“Oh, Kansouke, welcome back.”
“So, what’s wrong today?”
He sat beside me and inquired, but I still kept my gaze at this plant, which, for some reason, have so many similarities to myself.
“Nothing.”
“Nothing? If you don’t tell me, I’ll be more worried about it. You can tell me what’s bothering you, I won’t laugh.”
While I was sulking, he lowered my hood and revealed my visage to the sun. He patted me and ruffled my hair. At such a simple gesture, I feel like I would melt. I move my head in accordance to the movements of his hand.
Yes, this Kansouke is not a mirage. He’s real!
“Umu, it feels good, Kansouke…”
“I’ll pat you as long as you like.”
“Does Kansouke know the name of this plant?”
I turned my head to meet his eyes as I point a curious finger to the plant that had kept me company in silence.
“Those plants? Hmm… let me think…”
He closed his eyes, as if he’s picturing something in his mind. Seconds later, and he’s still stuck with his eyes closed.
It made me smile. The wind blowing past us both.
“Kansouke? Do you know what this plant is called?”
Because I fear that he might dozed off soon, I repeated my question. Kansouke flinched, as if saying I caught him in the middle of something.
“Yes, it’s called Cactus, and they are native plants far to the eastern side of the central continent. If you feed them water regularly, they should give rise to beautiful flowers.”
I shifted my gaze back to this so called Cactus. “Hmm, interesting.”
The day proceeded to drag on while I did nothing but ask him questions. The truth is, I just want Kansouke to keep me company. Be it as trivial as this, as long we’re together, I’ll be able to keep moving forward.
“Well, lets go back, neh? It’s cold here, we might get sick.”
“Yeah…”
The moment we went back inside, I insisted that we take a bath together. And just like the Kansouke I knew, he agreed without hesitation.
I sat in front of him in our tub, hot water soothed my skin as soon as I dipped my legs underneath.
I leaned my back and surrendered everything to him. I am about to speak when Kansouke suddenly slides his arm across my shoulders and hugged me towards him. I froze and enjoyed his warmth that overpowered the water’s temperature.
He breathed at the back of my ear and my cheeks burned. I have trained myself to pull away from any gesture of affection, because that’s how I was raised. Having emotions would only get me killed. But when I’m with Kansouke, everything just blows me away.
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“Kansouke…………where have you been?”
“Well……something occurred that required my attention.”
“So much that you have to disappear for two days?”
“I’m sorry… I won’t leave without telling Meles again.”
He pulled me even closer and nudged my cheek, wrapping me in his strong arms. He reassured me just like that, but I still wasn’t satisfied.
Kansouke hasn’t said he loved me, but he hasn’t said he hated me either. He certainly didn’t act as if he hated me though. Still, I’m hesitant to ask and hear the truth.
My mind practically floated.
He pressed his fingers against my tummy. And then, he rubbed his hands slowly over to my breast, tickling me. This time in full awareness I could savor it, the hardness of his hands and the surprising gentleness behind his daring approach.
“Hehehe… I like it when Kansouke touches me but—”
I stood without warning, bursting hot water on my wake, and his hands falls away. I turned around and straddled on top of him, his face red as mine feels.
“Umm, Meles… our bathtub isn’t exactly fit for this kind of—Nyaaa!”
I forced him to leaned back and hungrily took his lips. More water splashed and his lips softened. He held me and kissed me deeper, our tongues flicked tentatively against each other.
“Mhhmm… Kansouke… more!”
“—Rape!”
My mouth turned hungry, there’s no stopping me anymore.
“Aaaahhhn…”
“—Damn!”
I devoured him! His lips were salty and yet his tongue was sweet. He groaned with my tongue inside. Alarmed, I pressed a hand on his shoulder and parted our lips.
“Haaaahnn… Did Kansouke like that?”
“…Yes, and we won’t stop until I’ve purified you again!”
He stopped resisting altogether. He pressed his mouth against my breast. His mouth slithered with his tongue, wet with our combined spit. Behind me my tail happily dances on its own.
“Ka…Kansouke…Aaahhh!”
He’s in control now and I could not stop myself from submitting. While he’s busy sucking my nipples, I wrapped my arms around his head and embraced him tightly.
The pulsing dragon between his thighs is growing larger and larger. Just thinking on how that thing will soon pierce me, my head turns blank. Yes, I’m lusting for his thing. The first time I’ve seen it shine struck me like lighting.
He squeezed my thighs and whispered. “I want to taste Meles’ horn.”
Suddenly, I was flustered. “Eh… But… My horns are as sensitive as my tail.”
“I don’t care. I want it.”
I swallowed my heartbeat and subjected to his demands. I could feel his tongue on that narrow space on my forehead, in between my bulging horns. With a simple thrust of his tongue, I would wriggle immensely. Pleasure sweeping through my entire body like flood.
“Aaaaaaaghhhhh—”
All of a sudden, he stopped. I look back at him and he grinned. He leveled me around, at the center of his pulsing beast. I struggle for a moment and cry out, yet my legs were opening to the irresistible urge of nature. Of me being a woman. Of me wanting to be pleasured by a man I love.
I closed my eyes and bit on my lips. I knew I had to hold on his shoulder, even if I have claw his skin.
“Meles, I’ll put it in?”
I nodded my head. And at last, as clumsy as we were, that growing light was sheathed inside me!
“Yaaa!!”
I moaned in delight at the expected yet unexpected pleasure of him traveling inside. I buried him good on my chest. His damp dark hair caressing my skin.
I ain’t got the faintest idea. I’d abandon everything just to be with Kansouke.
“Meles……I can’t……breathe.”
Ignoring his complaint, I started to move up and down. Iit was dazzling, exciting, extravagant. My body moved without volition, guiding his erection deep inside my womb. Water splashed everywhere, but I didn’t even care. Not even Kansouke did. We were both moving without knowledge of what force gripped us.
He was kissing my naked breast as I move back and forth, rubbing my softness on his bare skin.
“It’s……”
“Coming Meles!!”
“It’s SHINING!”
Kansouke’s fierce fury burst and spurted in my womb. That shuddering sensation traveled and settled in my belly. A fluttery groan escaped my lips.
“Haa… Haa… Kansouke’s mine tonight. Right?”
He was heavily panting too.
“Eeerm, Meles, can we rest now? I’m exhausted to the bone.”
I simply smiled and said. “No.”
“NYAAAHOOOOO!!”
The time was passed midnight. The bluish moonlight crept into the starry sky.
Even though I tried so hard, I still ended up collapsing first. I can’t beat him. He’s too strong. Kansouke laid me down on our bed and he fell forward on top of me. Since I insisted on wearing his shirt, he must be quite chilled too.
“Kansouke Kansouke… Are you asleep, yet?”
“Almost…”
With his remaining strength, he dragged his exhausted body and laid beside me. I snuggled and cradled his weight on my arms. Soon, Kansouke surrendered himself to his exhaustion.
I stare at his sleeping face. I should be the happiest that I could be, yet this tears on my cheek suggested otherwise.
For me to earn the right to stay by his side, I need to return. That was the deal. My bargain with the devil. Until I’ve cast this shadow of death that lingers wherever I go, I cannot be with him.
Will he hate me afterwards?
I shook my head. “No… This is Kansouke we’re talking about after all.”
He suddenly reached to my face and traced a finger along at the corner of my eyes.
“Meles? Were you crying?”
“No, I’m just happy.”
“Well, sleep well.”
He held me tight in his chest and kissed my hair. The stimulation of his kiss went down to my cheeks and that night, my night ended with a big smile.
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