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You were sure that your feet were going to fall off before you took another step, but you had already made it too far to give up.
Your friends in the village thought you were going mad with grief when you told them you were going to journey into the Forbidden Woods, in search of the fabled Fae King. People who went there hardly ever returned. The village elders wove tales of the Fae to keep children away; however, those knowledgeable of those woods knew they were forbidden because they were full of brush, predator animals and darkness. The Fae were supposed to be a caution to keep the children safe, lest they get caught up in the endless woods and go missing.
They didn't understand that your whole world was going to fall apart. Your aunt - the woman who raised you as her own after your parents' death - was approaching it herself. Losing her was inconceivable, and you didn't have much time. Treatments from holistic to local to even specialized weren't working, so now your only option was to chase after an illusion. It was your only hope!
But the forest was so deep, it threatened to swallow you hole. And this was quickly becoming a fools errand, a shot in the dark. This endless, tedious forest was starting to wane at your sanity and you were getting physically exhausted by the trek.
How much longer would it take? And Gods, the quiet. There was no chance the Fae King lived here. It didn't even seem like animals or insects did! Maybe you should turn arou-
But then, you saw it.
At first, you couldn't comprehend the sight before you fully.
The waterfall was serene, the pool beneath it so blue it almost looked fake. It was surrounded by what appeared to be a garden of flowers and tall grass. There, on a few large rocks led to the base of the waterfall, is where he sat.
He looked so relaxed and serene, his hands clasped straight up in a prayer as the water cascaded around him. He stayed there, completely shirtless, brown wool pants held up by a woven beaded belt and a large beaded necklace around his neck. His body seemed to be extremely fit, every muscle clearly defined. His sharp features were contrasted gently by his calm demeanor. His tan skin glowed in the afternoon sun.
What was unusual was that he was massive. Even sitting down, you knew he would tower over you. He was so big and unmoving that if you didn't know better, you would've almost mistaken him for a carving into the rocks of the waterfall behind him. Weren't the Fae supposed to be small?
As you navigated the brush and flowers surrounding the pool, he sat unmoving, barely acknowledging your presence. It was only when you managed to trek over the several large rocks and stood at the base of the waterfall before him that he turned to you. Opening his eyes, you were shocked to see only cloudy whiteness staring back at you.
"Hello, human." He greeted. The tone of his voice was light, curious, and yet the deepness of his it startled you. "It must have been hard to make the journey here. Most don't survive unless they greatly need my assistance. So pray tell, what brings you to meet with me?"
You swallowed, averting your gaze briefly. Now that you were here, things suddenly became too real. It was a bad idea to come here. Making the journey was difficult enough, but to actually be in his presence suddenly made things all too real...
But, steeling your resolve, you pressed forward.
"My lord, I come to ask you a favor." He raised an eyebrow at you, small smile spreading across his face. You both knew what that meant, asking for favors from the Fae. But what other options do you have? "My aunt is deathly ill. Nothing will heal her. She is my last connection to this life, and I can't live without her. Please heal her, and I will give you anything you ask."
"Anything..." He dragged out the word, the deep echo of it rattling against your ribs. You swallowed. There was always a catch with the Fae... What could he be alluding too? "Well, how about a life for a life, then? I can heal your aunt. Her sickness will leave her body so completely that even the memories of her illness will fade. But, I do require the price of your firstborn child."
Your jaw dropped, ice suddenly filling your veins. The price was heavy, and the thought of giving a child away weighed you down to the very bone. This was too much. Were you really willing to exchange a life for a life like that?
But then, you remembered...
"I accept. So, when do we start?"
~•~
Gyomei couldn't understand your question at first. For a moment, he had thought you were asking to elaborate. But how could he explain any further? What else was there to say?
"Ths deal is already made, little one. When you return home, you must bring forth a child for me. Your aunt will be healed in exchange."
It sounded so obvious. What about it was the human not understanding?
But, once again, you boldly asked the question that befuddled him.
"I know, my lord. My question to you is when would you like to start making the child?"
Gyomei's mouth dropped open at the audacity of this human. What sense did it make to even ask something like that?
"I don't understand you. Why would you want me to impregnate you? Aren't there any human males around to fulfill that duty?"
"No, actually, there aren't." His hands dropped to his knees, and his brows furrowed. Though he hadn't interacted with the village of human kind near his forest much, the thought of this predicament was upsetting. No human males around? He didn't remember living next to an all-female village...
"Explain."
You continued. "Most of my village was lost to demons, my lord. Many men, women, and children were devoured protecting their loved ones. The Demon Slayers are not able to be deployed here often unless there's a higher demonic threat, so the demons were able to pick us off slowly until there wasn't much of us left. So many of the men in my village are dead."
"Including your betrothed?"
You looked at your hands, voice small as you confirmed his suspicion. He knew women in your villiage were to be wed by 21, but needed to confirm for himself. You're deal intrigued him. Still, although he was not confined by human morals, he was not a monster of that kind.
"Yes. We were set to be wed 3 years ago, my lord. But a demon had killed him 2 years before that."
"I see..."
The news was so upsetting, Gyomei could cry. Why hadn't any humans come to him for assistance for this? He could easily take care of the Demon threat. It left poor young women like you in these awful predicaments, clinging to the little hope you could find in such a cruel world.
Yet, still...
"Are you sure about this, little one? I am certain that I am larger than you by quite an amount. I can easily break you."
The words, although carrying no malice, sent a chill down your spine. But again, what other choice was there? You were determined to see this deal through, and give him what he needed to make it work.
"Yes. Take me. Let me give you what you desire."
~•~
You boldly stepped forward towards him, taking one of his large hands with yours. Before he could react, you pulled his arm around your waist, wrapping it delicately around your figure. Droplets of water pittered against your skin, yet you remained mostly dry due to little but of distance between you both. His arms around your waist felt sturdy and heavy. Looking up, you could see the faintest hint of a smile on his lips.
"You really are brave, human."
He leaned forward, finally emerging from the waterfall to wrap his arm around your waist and capture your lips with a kiss. His lips on yours were surprisingly gentle, as he seemed to be exploring you. He scooted forward, emerging fully from the water, and tugged you into his lap as he began moving his lips around your face and neck, hands dragging down your back and up your sides, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. His body was cold and wet, yet his embrace still felt hot against your skin.
You felt his hand gently trail up your back before hooking onto the back of your dress, ripping it straight down the middle with seemingly little effort. You gasped as the fabric fell to the rocks beneath you, and he pressed your now naked torso against his. Without warning, he scooped you up, bridal style, in his arms. Standing up, he made sure to cover you as best as he could as he guided you to a cave hidden behind the waterfall.
It appears he had fashioned himself a home back here. The cave was surprisingly warm, the irori in the middle of the room likely responsible. Several donabe sat perched against the wall, along with a grill plate. What appeared to be handmade clay plates, bowls, and pots sat next to them, along with a setsuban.
To the side of the room was a large futon mattress, adorned with what appeared to be carefully stitched gold and emerald embroidery, mimicking branches and leaves. A large blanket laid strewn over it with the same pattern. Surprisingly, the cavern wasn't damp nor had any offensive smell. Magick, maybe, keeping the place unusually dry and warm?
He carefully laid you down on the mattress. Hovering over you now, you finally got a chance to study him fully. You studied his face in detail; his high cheekbones; his upturned eyes; his tall, sharp nose; his thick, slanted eyebrows; his pointed chin. Even his dark black hair was spikey, the sides shaved. A large, faded scar wrapped around his forehead, almost like a halo. The softest features of his were his surprisingly kind white eyes, and his soft, pillowy full lips.
Those lips... Gently grabbing his chin, you pulled him forward to meet your lips again in a languid kiss. Yet, he quickly deepened the kiss, suddenly grabbing your hips and slightly raising them to meet his. It was at this point you remembered that you were naked, everything exposed beneath him. Well, except for a pair of panties, which he clearly felt, since he quickly tore those off of you much like your dress.
Lowering your hips flush against the mattress, he raised from your kiss, pressing his forehead against yours.
"What's your name, little human?"
"(Y/N)."
"(Y/N)..." He tested it, seemingly pleased. "What a lovely name."
"Thank you. And yours?"
He smiled. "My name is Gyomei."
Gyomei... It seemed so common. Yet, he was anything but common.
The Fae were known to be cunning, conniving tricksters, only a step above Demons. Getting involved was dangerous. However, he was so calm and serene. You can tell he held no malice in his actions towards you. You were certain that he would make good on his promise to you, even if the price was steep. Speaking of which...
"Gyomei, may I ask you s-something?"
His hand was rubbing circles on your hips now, his touch leaving goosebumps behind. If you weren't paying attention, you would've forgotten. But you needed to know...
"Of course."
~•~
The answer to her question was obvious. Gyomei was a little surprised to hear it, however, considering most humans don't think that far when making deals such as this. (Y/N), however, was quite peculiar. So brave for such a little thing.
~•~
You really did feel small in his hands. Soft, supple skin and lips. Gyomei needed to feel you, as his couldn't afford the luxury of getting to know your body with his eyes, his sight leaving him long ago.
So, he decided to examine your body with his hands. Carefully, he dragged his palms everywhere: across your hips, up and down your sides, underneath your back, across your shoulders and down your arms, back to your sides. Then, he move to use one hand to ghost back over your hips, down your thighs and towards your calf. His other hand was palming one of your breasts, eliciting delicious sounds from you underneath him as he rubbed circles around your nipple. He peppered kisses along your face as he did, memorizing the feel of your lips, cheeks, forehead, nose, and eyelids. His touch was feather-light, and you could hear your heart beating in your ears.
He felt you shift, your knees bunching up around his hips. So, he decided to slowly drag his palm from your thighs up higher. In no time, he was between your thighs, dragging his finger up and down your slit, memorizing the shape of your pussy. The softness of your lower lips, the slick of your outer walls coating his finger, the valley of your labia, and the tenderness of your clit. He noticed that as he rubbed slow circles on your little bud, you shifted and whined softly beneath him, the muscles of your thighs flexing against his waist. The sounds of pleasure from you made his cheeks heat up as they ignited something familiar within him.
Despite his preference for meditation and prayer, he never took a vow of celibacy. He was no stranger to pleasures of the flesh, and has had human and Fae lovers alike during his lifetime.
But you.
Something about the way you bravely offered yourself to him to save the one you loved was endearing to him. Most humans chased gold, riches, and respect; you were different. The predicament you were in was unfortunate, and your offer to satisfy the terms of his deal made his heart swell. He was determined to make this experience pleasurable for you.
And you were being such a good girl for him too. He bent down, delivering soft kisses around your neck and collarbone as he felt you buck against his hand, moans of his name leaving your lips in the most delicious way. Your heart was racing, and you panted and moaned beneath him as he continued his ministrations. So sensitive...
"Gyomei! I - I'm going to! W-what's h-happening?"
Oh gods, you were so innocent. You didn't even recognize the feeling of your own orgasm coming! Gyomei felt his cock stir at the thought of being the first to make you feel like this.
Quickly, he brought his other hand down to steady your hips against the mattress, holding you firmly to keep you from squirming away from his touch. Dragging his finger lower, he briefly gathered slick from your opening, rubbing his finger back and forth from your clit to the outside of your hole as you panted and whined beneath him.
"It's okay, my little human. You're about to cum. Cum for me, (Y/N). Let go."
As if on command, he felt you buck onto his hand before clamping your thighs around him. He heard the rustling of the covers beneath him, and precious, precious moans and pants. Gyomei let you ride out your high, continuing to slowly rub your pussy as he savored sounds you made and the slick coating his fingers.
Once he was certain you had come down from your high, he brought his finger to his lips, sucking the digit to taste you. So divine...
"You did so good, (Y/N). You think you can handle doing that again for me?"
These sensations were so unfamiliar to you, yet so intoxicating.
Despite being so much bigger than you, Gyomei was incredibly gentle. Even as he held you down so that you wouldn't run from your pleasure, he cooed to you sweetly. His hands and lips touching you everywhere felt like him handling fine, delicate silk that could rip if he touched it wrong (your clothes notwithstanding).
Watching him taste you on his tongue, your face grew hot seeing him lick his fingers clean, savoring the taste of you.
Suddenly, he was kissing you: your neck, your collarbones, your chest. When he started kissing and licking the flesh of your breasts, you sucked in a deep breath and wrapped your arms around his massive shoulders as he took one of your nipples between his teeth. You couldn't help the low moans that left your lips as he rubbed sweet, wet circles around the bud with his tongue.
"Gyomei, feels s'good." You practically purred, eyes rolling back as he played with your breast. It wasn't too long before he delivered the same pleasure to the other, and making wetness pool between your trembling thighs. How could something so simple cause you to fall apart like this? Your lack of experience, or his expert touch?
He kissed down your stomach, leaving no part of you untouched as he journeyed towards your now aching pussy. When he finally reached his destination, you felt his breath fan against your skin as he inhaled your scent. Before you could question him, you felt his tongue lick your weeping cunt from your creamy opening up to your sensitive clit.
You squirmed, not used to the feeling. Although you couldn't see it, Gyomei was frowning at your attempt to yet again run away from your own pleasure. So he wrapped his elbows underneath your knees, hiking you closer to his face, ignoring the surprised yelp that came from you. Diving back in, he began licking your pussy in the same way, making sure to press his tongue flat against your clit every time it met with the little bud.
In no time, the unfamiliar feeling of it subsided, and you began moaning once again, relaxing your thighs as you let him feast on you.
Soon, he ventured to dip his tongue in your hole, gathering your wetness his tongue. Dragging his tongue back up to your clit, he sucked the little bud between his lips and hummed in content. You felt the vibrations of it straight through you, and you cried out in pleasure.
Without thinking, you reached down to grab at his hair, pushing him deeper into your center as he ate you, thighs attempting to tighten around him. You felt him hum once more as you did this, and he rubbed circles with his tongue on your clit, pressing his nose into your center, quickening his pace as he heard you cry out his name.
"Ah! Gyomei, it f-feels so good. Don't stop! Please, don't stop!"
He obliged, rubbing the little bud between his lips faster and faster until you came, loosening his grip on your thighs so you could wrap them around his face and neck. You couldn't hurt him, so he let you. You pulled him into your heat as you came, fingers digging into his scalp as you bucked onto his face, coating his mouth and chin with your wetness.
Gyomei was in heaven; you tasted so divine and were so reactive. His cock stiffened in his pants when you "trapped" his head with your thighs. As your wetness coated his mouth and chin, he quickly dipped lower to eat from the source. When his tongue entered your still spasming hole, you cried as the tight grip of your thighs on his head loosened and you attempted to push him away. Once again, he grabbed you by the knees, this time keeping them spread so he could feast on you without protest.
"Gyo-Gyomei! Too much! C-can't!"
Your protests sounded weak, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you felt his tongue enter you over and over. Long, drawn out moans of his name and obscene slurping sounds filled the air as he fucked you with his tongue. As he dragged his tongue from your entrance up to your sensitive clit, you felt a different kind of wetness against your skin. Looking down between your thighs, you saw him; hair sticking to the top of his forehead, eyes closed, tears slowly streaming down his face. The sight was shocking, to say the least, and you felt your heart flutter.
"Gyomei...?"
"Yes, my darling."
Darling...?
Words got caught in your throat. He sounded breathless, and utterly in bliss as the words vibrated against your core, lighting you up in more ways than one. Wordlessly, you rubbed the back of his neck as he once again dove in to lick your clit in slow, languid strokes this time, smalls moans leaving your lips.
When it was obvious to him that you couldn't respond, he decided it was finally time to prep you for his cock.
"Darling..." There was that word again, making your heart flutter. "Have you ever touched yourself down here? With your fingers?"
"Uh-umm..." The softness of his tone combined with the unexpected raunchiness of his question was making your head spin. "Not really."
"Really?" He seemed a little amused. "Not outside or inside?"
"No, sir."
Gyomei had to pride himself on his control, because the thought of being your first everything was so, so intoxicating to him. His hands were the first to touch you. His tongue was the first to taste you. His fingers, and soon, his cock would be the first to spread you.
It was his weakness.
No matter how many times he prayed, how many days he spent training and meditating his carnal desires away, he was still a man. A man with desires, and certain...quirks.
And this was one of them; not necessarily being your first. It was appealing, sure, but if he wasn't that was ok too! But no. It was being your teacher. He loved guiding his lovers into a heaven only he could provide. Showing them a nirvana that only he could bring them to, over and over and over.
"Can you feel me, down here?" He said, slowly pressing one of his long, rough, calloused fingers inside of you. Your breathe shook as you felt your tight, gummy walls wrap around the sudden invasion. You were more than wet enough to take it, as his finger slipped inside you easily. "Does it feel good?"
"Yes! So, so much, Gyomei!" That spot. Deep inside and so, so sensitive. Gyomei smiled, raising above you to get a firm grip on your hips as he started moving his finger slowly back and forth, eliciting delicious moans from you.
Gyomei was very right in his assessment of you. You were small and so, so tight. Not surprising considering you've never done this before. You would need to be prepared in order to take him fully, lest he ended up accidentally hurting you.
So for now, he continued with this, his finger dragging deliciously against your creamy walls at a steady pace. The sounds you made were intoxicating: your moans, the rustling of the covers, and shifting on the bed beneath him. Just music to his ears!
He dipped down to capture your lips in a kiss, and you melted beneath him. The taste of yourself on his lips and tongue lit a fire in you. You needed more, more, more!
As if he could hear your thoughts, he pulled his finger from your heat, and slowly entered you again with two. You winced, the stretch somewhat uncomfortable, something Gyomei noticed immediately.
"It's ok. Relax, my darling. It will feel better soon."
He was right, of course, as it only took but a few more thrusts to push past the uncomfortable stretch and into a world of pleasure. And gods, when he hit that spot, it was like your were ascending towards the stars. You were circling your hips to meet his hand, matching his steady rhythm, needing to feel him deeper inside. Gyomei's hand was gradually becoming wetter and wetter due to your creamy, slick cum coating it. He could tell you were getting close again...
But he had to push you just a bit further. You weren't going to be able to take him if he didn't.
He heard you whine as he stopped, withdrawing his hand from you once again. When your hips stilled as you felt him prod with four of his thick digits against your opening, he noticed immediately.
"Gyo... Gyomei, I don't think I can-! Hsss! "
He pressed forward, his now four digits stretching your walls slowly, bullying them into you until they were buried all the way. Gyomei delivered soft kisses to your cheeks and neck, stilling his hand to allow you to accommodate him.
"It's ok, darling. You're doing so good! So good for me."
You heart swelled at his praise. So sweet! His soft kisses littered against your skin leaving red hot trails of fire behind. Gyomei could feel your pulse now through your pulsating heat, and the thought of feeling the same around his cock almost made his head spin.
After about a minute or two like this, you began to wiggle your hips against his palm, looking for that delicious friction inside you once again.
"Gyomei, please move." You begged, hips still moving. Of course, he obliged, dragging his hand back until his fingers were barely in your opening before returning, making sure to hit and subtlety curl against that delicious spot. It didn't take him long before he returned to his earlier steady pace.
Cries of his name left your lips as you again bucked into his hand, the stretch this time even more intoxicating than the last. As you felt your orgasm building again, tears started bubbling in your eyes, blurring your vision as he held you down, again not allowing you to run from your climax. This time, your vision went white as you came, sobbing his name as you pulsed around his digits. You felt empty when he withdrew his hand from you, thighs still shaking from the after effects of your orgasm.
Your head was so clouded, you almost missed him lifting away from you to pull down his trousers. His cock sprang free, slapping against his thighs as it did. It stuck straight out, leaking precum.
You gulped. He was so right earlier. He was big: long, thick, with a large vein running down from the mushroom shaped tip. It was a tan color that gradually darkened, until it met the tuft of black hair at his pelvis.
With his hand still coated in your cum, he grabbed his cock, mixing your essences together as he stroked his member. Throwing his head back, he groaned above you, briefly getting lost in the pleasure of finally getting some stimulation. He was not going to let you touch him; at least, not yet. And right now, this was not his concern.
Your face heated up, drinking up the sight of him pleasing himself. After a few strokes, he bent down to once again capture your lips in a kiss, deeper this time. You felt his cock slap against your thigh, and gathered the covers in your hand, bracing yourself in anticipation.
How is he going to fit?
"This is going to hurt at first. It usually does the first time." His voice was calm, attempting to reassure you. "If it hurts too much, I will stop. And we'll figure something else out, ok (Y/N)?"
"Ok..." Your voice sounded far away, barely comprehending his words. Your heart was beating so loud you could feel your blood racing through your veins.
Gyomei noticed, and took one of your hands in his, intertwining your fingers as his lips returned yours. Again, you grabbed his chin with your hand, pulling him down to capture your lips with his. He immediately melted into the kiss, chest connecting with yours as you licked his bottom lip. As your tongues danced across one another, savoring the taste of him, you felt him shift beneath you to settle his cock between your folds, coating it with more of your slick and rutting his hips against you.
You both continued like this: trapped in a deep kiss and a warm embrace as he stroked your pussy with his cock. The fat tip rubbing against your sensitive clit had your eyes rolling back, moaning in his mouth. As Gyomei heard your heartbeat steady, he continued rutting his hips again and again until his member was slick enough. Then, he grabbed himself at the base of his cock, aiming it against your opening.
Your thighs stilled around him, and you whimpered as you finally felt the painful stretch of his cock push past your tight opening. As he pushed deeper and deeper, you whimpered, the pain of the stretch causing tears to your eyes as you felt your hymen tear. You didn't realize Gyomei's tears matched your own, his hand on yours loosening to touch your face softly as he descended into your depths.
He felt so conflicted; the heaven of your wet, tight walls around him felt truly incredible. You were so wet, warm, and almost too tight. If he hadn't prepped you earlier, he definitely wouldn't have fit. Yet, he hated that it hurt, although he knew it would. He could even smell the faint metallic smell of your blood, indicating to him that your hymen was torn.
He was touched, once again, by your willingness to give yourself to him like this. So as he sunk farther into you - as deep as he could, anyway - he settled when he felt the kiss of your cervix against his tip. He didn't fit all the way, and he didn't expect to - not yet. You weren't relaxed enough, and not many people could take him fully so easily, much less a virgin.
Freeing your lips, he settled his head on your shoulder, giving you space to breathe as you got used to the feeling of him inside you.
"How are you doing, (y/n)?"
You could barely think, panting at the feeling of him so deep inside you. You had never felt so full. You didn't know who was pulsing harder inside: you or him.
It was at that moment you realized that you were out of your depth. What if he lost control? He would likely split you in half with his cock if he did.
"It's...s-so much. Just, give me a minute, ok?"
Your panting slowed as you came back down to Earth. This man could've hurt you if he wanted. Could've taken you in his arms and thrown you on his bed. Could've fucked into you like a wild animal, chased his own pleasure, not caring about your pain whatsoever. You would've surely already died here if he really was that cruel.
But he was here, touching you like something precious. Making sure you were OK. Kissing you softly. Calling you his darling, and crying when you cried. He wasn't going to hurt you. You weren't even sure if he could.
So, after a moment, you kissed the top of his forehead and stroked the back of his head, determined to push through.
"Ok. You can move now. I'm ready."
Gyomei licked his lips, letting go of your hand to grab at your hips again as he slowly pulled back. You bit your lip to keep from whining as your walls resisted his retreat. Any more sounds of protest, and you knew he would stop. That couldn't happen! So, even if the stretch still hurt, you were ready to go on. You wanted - no, needed him to breed you.
Once he had pulled all the way out leaving just his tip nestled at your opening, he paused for a moment to catch his breath. The friction alone was overwhelming him. He was already wound up before he started, and he was sure he wouldn't last long if it kept going like this. He knew you were still a little in pain, but it wouldn't be long before you felt pleasure. Before he could mold your pussy to the shape of his cock and make love to you all night long, like you deserved.
After he was calmer, he finally moved, pushing inside you a bit harder than earlier. You suppressed your cry of surprise, willing yourself to keep calm as he continued like that. He groaned, burying his face in your neck and inhaling your scent as his hips met yours, his thrusts measured and steady. You wrapped your arms around his neck, bending your head back as the pain started to subside. After a while like this, you could feel yourself relaxing, pleasure finally mixing with pain.
When he hit that spot inside, a quiet "aaah" left your lips, and Gyomei kissed your neck as he stopped to lift you both up, angling your hips a little above the mattress. As he continued this time, the angle managed to hit your g-spot more and more, eliciting more moans from you. Pleasure was finally overcoming the pain completely, leaving you with the incredible feeling of fullness as his thick, long cooked bullied your walls over and over.
"Gyomei, it feels so good! Please don't stop!"
He was more than happy to oblige, grip tightening against your hips to keep from fucking you harder. You felt his lips capture your neck, suckling the spot between the base of your neck and shoulders between his teeth as he continued his pace. You could feel his pelvis tapping and rubbing against your clit with every thrust, and it was bringing you closer and closer over the edge. His cock didn't fit at first, but the more you relaxed, the deeper he was able to go. Feeling you gradually accommodate his length felt amazing. He was delighted to be able to feel more and more of your tight, slick walls massage his massive cock.
He knew you were close again. Your walls tensed around him, your heart rate raised and you started panting and moaning. Without meaning to, his pace quickened, suddenly chasing his high.
The sudden shift in his pace left you almost breathless, his cock kissing your g-spot with every thrust. What you had feared would hurt you instead brought such intense pleasure, you never wanted it to end. It was like pure electricity was running through your bodies, lighting a current in your veins, sparking as you connected. One more deep thrust and you exploded, squeezing his cock as you came.
His hips stilled, savoring the feeling of you clamping and spasming around him. It was like you were sucking him in, begging for him to stay. He waited until you came down from your high, keeping his cock nestled in your walls. But, once you were done, he began his pace again, now confident you could take it and chasing his high.
You breath stuttered, and words left you as he fucked into you hard. You threw your head back and cried out, suddenly overstimulated by the stretch of his thick cock. He was so, so deep and his thrusts were getting faster. It was too much pleasure all at once, and you were certain if you orgasmed again you would black out.
Gyomei was close, loving the feeling of your creamy pussy massaging his aching cock. You were still being so good for him. All he needed was a little bit more. Just one more thing! Please!
"G-Gyomei, please c-cum inside me. Pleasepleaseplease."
And that was it.
His moans as he came were so low and deep, it almost sounded like he was growling. He was finally settled, balls deep inside as his warm cum painted your walls so deliciously. After he was spent, he let go of your hips, pulling you close to his chest to flip you on top of him as he laid on his back, cock still nestled inside.
He stroked your back, leaving trails of goosebumps as he shivered above him, your hands bracing against his chiseled pecs as you rested your head on his shoulder.
"How are you feeling, (Y/N)?"
"So good, Gyomei." You purred, tracing his chests and biceps. He hummed in approval, his hand settling into the small of your back as you laid there for a while.
Yet, after a few minutes, he broke the silence between you two.
"You think you can handle more?"
~*~
Humans were very simple. A one and done kind of deal, and boom! Pregnancy. Their reproductive ritual was so concise.
The Fae, however, were a different story.
What took the average human male one time to complete, it took the Fae at least three loads of sperm inside a mate. Especially for a lover of another kind. The difficulty of getting pregnant was a big reason as to why Fae chose take on these kinds of deals. Gyomei wouldn't stop until his cock was completely soft; it was a courtesy to any human lover he took, since he could go days with another Fae.
So, when he asked you that question, it was at that moment that you realized he was still rock hard inside you. He was still filling you to the brim with his seed and his thick cock.
You realized then that you were going to be there for a while.
Excitement, fear, adrenaline, giddiness, lust - everything hit you all at once as you struggled to answer him. So, he spoke first.
"We can stop now, if you wish. You will not be impregnated from our time here, but I am honored to have been your first sexual experience anyway." His words were so soft and reassuring. The Fae can twist words, and maliciously comply, but they cannot lie. "But if you wish to continue, how about you take control this time? Set whatever pace you like, and use me as you wish."
Your eyes widened in shock. Use him? To pleasure yourself with his body and dick? The thought was so enticing. Images of using this large, strong man as your own tool of pleasure filled your brain. He apparently knew just what to say to get you riled up again.
"Ok..." You said softly, voice barely above a whisper. He heard you loud and clear though, and smiled as you lifted up from him. At first, he thought you were going to leave him, and that was fine. He truly did enjoy the time you spent together, and would treasure the memories of bringing you pleasure. He could feel you lifting from his embrace, his thick cock dragging against your slick walls as you retreated.
But, when you grabbed his hands with yours, he couldn't help the small smile that spread across his lips as he felt you descend once more, slowly, testing out the feeling of him at this angle inside you. It didn't take but a few more cautionary thrusts before you settled into a rhythm, your velvety walls welcoming his thick girth once again. As you set a steady pace, he rubbed circles on the back of your palms, humming in approval as you mewled above him.
"You feel so good like this."
He gasped, cheeks reddening at your sudden praise as you rode him. As you continued your slow, but steady pace, needing to feel every inch of him inside you, you continued to praise him.
Unbeknownst to you, Gyomei was in heaven beneath you, brows furrowed and his bottom lip captured between his teeth as he drunk up your sweet words. You chanted his name like a prayer, sang sweet praises of "Gyomei, I love this so much!" and "Gyomei, you feel so good!" over and over, and the feeling of your plush thighs hitting his as you descended had him approaching his high again quicker than anticipated.
He threw his head back and hummed in satisfaction. Gods, he was so handsome. Face chiseled by the gods, body of pure muscle, yet beneath you he was but a man. A man in completely blissed out by you.
As he got closer, he began to moan your name softly - almost breathlessly - and lazily rut his hips into yours. He let go of one of your hands to feel down your hips, tracing across your pelvis before going down your vulva, then through the folds of your labia. It didn't take long for him to find your clit, slowly circling the little bud in his fingers.
When you clenched around him and whined, he hissed. Soon, you were riding him faster, now suddenly chasing your own high as he continued playing with your clit. He started matching your pace, thrusting his hips to meet you in your stride. Moans and skin slapping skin filled their air, and he struggled beneath you not to cum again before you did.
You were close, his thick cock buried so deep with every push of your hips and every thrust of his dick. The added stimulation to your clit had your thighs trembling. You were struggling to keep your pace, as your body was feeling overwhelmed.
"Gyomei, I don't think I can hold on much longer. Can you-?"
Before you could finish your sentence, he let go of your other hand to grab your hip, steadying you with a soft grip as he started taking control. You groaned as his big cock speared you, throwing your head back to get lost in the pleasure. You could tell he was getting closer as his thrusts became quicker, breath stuttering as he chased his high. You replaced his fingers on your clit with your own, harshly rubbing the little bud as he grabbed your other hip and started bouncing you.
A few well timed thrusts, and you came together again in a beautiful crescendo. You could feel his cum dripping down between you, leaking out of you and onto his thighs. Yet, he was still hard inside you, his cock keeping you full and warm.
Gyomei suddenly lifted you both, and captured your lips with a kiss as he stood up. As he stood to his full height, you were once again flabbergasted at how tall and large he was. He had to be at least 7 feet, or over 2 meters. And as he held you up against his torso, you wrapped your legs around him to not dangle over the ground.
Gyomei held you close to him by your waist as he began to fuck into you like this, his large cock dragging against your creamy walls so deliciously. His thrusts were slow, yet hard, burying himself to the hilt every time. You could feel his and your cum leaking down your legs, dripping onto the ground beneath you both. His heavy balls slapped against your ass, and he threw his head back as he got lost in the pleasure.
"Gyomei... faster. Harder! Please!"
His mind almost blanked hearing you say that, but he quickly obliged. Not only was he increasing his pace, but also he was dragging you back and forth on his cock to match his thrusts, using you like a toy as you cried in pleasure. He knew he had ruined you then. No man would be able to live up to him. Your pussy was molded to his cock now, and he could feel her practically beating and throbbing for him.
He stopped his thrusts to instead focus on using you, bouncing you back and forth on him faster. Your walls fluttered around him, and when he heard you scream his name this time as you came again, he spilled inside you once more.
After you both were done panting, he once again held you close as he sat back down on the bed, laying back with you in his arms. As you whined above him, he rubbed comforting circles on your back. You wouldn't be able to take anymore soon... but he just needed to finish one more time. One more time, and you'd be properly bred.
"Just one time, darling. You think you can do that for me?"
You nodded as you shifted on top of him, your face in his neck and his cock still nestling inside.
"Just give me a moment."
After a while like this, you gave him a signal to continue.
Gyomei grabbed your ass in his hands, fondling it as he started thrusting up into you. They were less precise this time, and you settled into his chest as he fucked you. He was whimpering now, stuttering in tune with his hips as he used your body to his delight. Now that you were getting at the end of your rope, he chased his high, body rocking atop his from the power of his thrusts.
He chanted your name as he came closer this time, grabbing your waist as to secure you as his thrusts became faster, harder, more erratic. The unexpected change in pace made your head spin, and you tensed, toes curling as you started sputtering.
"Ah! G-Gyomei! I-It's too - nghhah." Broken and desperate moans from you both followed, and Gyomei threw his head back as he let go, certain you could take it as you started moaning wantonly.
"You're doing so good, darling. I'm almost there. Going to fill you up and breed you now. Make you mine!"
When he felt you clenching around him suddenly, this time he didn't pause, instead fucking you through your orgasm which soon illicited his. The added stimulation knocked the wind out of your lungs, black dots spotting your vision as you started to pass out. When he came this time, he buried his cock in you over and over, fucking more of his cum inside.
As he finally, finally felt himself softening inside you, he held you close, rubbing circles on your back again as you passed out.
"You've done amazing, little human." You heard him say as you were lulled into unconsciousness. Even though he couldn't see you, he could feel you. And you were so beautiful. He could never let you go.
After all, you were going to be the mother of his child now.
"Until we meet again."
~•~
You don't know how you ended up in your bed, but when you awoke suddenly, you were greeted by the sight of Shinobu, the town midwife, looming over you.
"Ms. (Y/L/N)! Glad to see you awake, dear." She smiled, her purple eyes softening as they gazed upon you. "We were worried about you for a while there?"
"How long was I out?"
"About 3 days, dear." Shinobu grabbed your hand to help you sit up, and you looked around your room, taking in your surroundings. Yes, everything seemed the same. You were even somehow in the same outfit you were in when you left, although it seemed to have been stitched back together and hemmed.
But for some reason it was disorienting being back here. Not when you could feel the ghost of his arms around you. Hear the crash of the waterfall in you ears. Feel the softness of his blankets and futon in your hands. Feel the dull ache in your thighs and core that had been made love to for hours, over and over by his large member. "You gave everyone quite a scare when you left, y'know?"
"Yeah." You shook away those thoughts, remembering the reason you embarked on the journey. "Auntie! I need to speak to her."
"(Y/N)! You're awake!"
You turned to meet the gaze of the woman in the doorway, and tears immediately fell from your eyes. He kept his promise; she was back! And practically glowing. When she smiled at you, and ran to take you in her arms, you couldn't help the sob that broke out of the back of your throat. She was finally, finally brimming with life.
So, he held up his end of the bargain. Now it was time for you to fulfill yours.
~•~
(18 years later)
You awoke in the night with a stir, feeling the unmistakable feeling of a presence near you. As you sat up from your bed, you turned to the window, seeing the unmistakable sight of a silhouette, barely illuminated by the moonlight. He raised a large hand to gently knock up the glass, and you carefully swung off your mattress to tiptoe to him.
When you opened the window, he got down on his knees to meet your gaze, grabbing your small hand in his as he peered at you threw the glass.
"Hello again, mom."
A smile spread across your face as you placed his hand on your cheek. He was almost a carbon copy of his father, save for his eyes, hair, and skin which matched yours in color and texture.
"It's so wonderful to see you, my son," You greeted, leaning out the window to pull him into a hug. His embrace was gentle and comforting.
"Oh! So it's that time of year again."
You turned from your son to meet the gaze of your aunt, standing in your doorway with a candle. Her kind eyes rested on your son, smiling at the young man and greeting him with a slight bow.
"Yes, Auntie. It is about that time." You said, now leaving your son's embrace to walk over to your aunt. As you pulled her into a hug, she settled into your arms, petting your hair as you pulled away from her. "I will return. Shinobu will keep you company in my absence. "
"No. Take your time, love. Spend as many days with your family as you can. I can take care of myself."
You knew this to be true, considering how perfect her health had been since you returned. She was a very active woman, post-recovery. Practically running the small business that was left to you both in the absence of your parents and grandparents by herself now. She had taken excellent care of you during your pregnancy and birth as well, even staying by your side when the time inevitably came for his father to take him away. She was the only other person to hold him when he was with you, and the only other person to see him face to face every year when they came for you.
"You know, one of these days, you're going to have to come stay with me, nephew." Your aunt chided, eliciting a small smile from the boy's lips. Her eyes rested lovingly on her great nephew, taking in as much of his large frame through the window as she could. "I am getting quite old these days. I'm no spring chicken anymore."
"That day will come soon, Auntie. I am a young man now." Your son responded, bending down further to lean through the window now, his large forearms resting on the window pane. "Father says that it will be time to embark on my own journey soon, y'know? I won't leave without seeing you both again."
You both smiled, walking over to hug the young man as he took you both in his arms.
"I look forward to it." Your aunt said, eyes crinkling as she patted you both on the head. "Now get your stuff packed, (Y/N). You both want to be on your journey by sun-up."
As she turned to leave and you turned to pack your things, your aunt left one more sentiment behind as she closed the door.
"And don't forget to say hi to your husband for me."
~•~
"Can I visit the child? At least once a year?"
A smile spread across Gyomei's face, and he agreed heartedly. Most of the children he had raised over the many, many of years he was alive had fared well under his care, eventually going on to live their own lives with his teachings. None had their mothers were interested in their care afterwards, eager to give away their children for whatever trade-off was promised to them. It was always disheartening, but what could he do? He valued his human children enough for them to have grown up well, anyway.
But this was different. This was your doing. And a Fae could never pass up the opportunity to strike a deal.
"On one condition," He said, a sly smile spreading across his lips. "Marry me."
Your eyes widened in shock, and you bit your lip as the answer hung on your tongue. Marry him? Commit your heart and soul to someone, no - something more powerful than you? Would you be willing to do that for your child?
"Of course." The decision was obvious, and the smile that spread across Gyomei's face was so soft it made your heart melt. "From this day forward, I am yours and you are mine."
"Thank you, little one. I vow myself to you and our child, from this day forward and always."
And the deal was sealed with a kiss.