It started with a kiss.
Not the lust-hungry kind she usually gave him.
This one was slow. Lingering. Like she wanted to taste his soul.
Takeshi stood beneath the shrine gate, Mizuki pressed against his chest, her pale arms wrapped around his waist. Her long, soaked hair trailed behind her like a veil, cold against his skin.
She whispered, "Tonight… we finish it."
He swallowed. "Finish what?"
Her lips touched his earlobe.
"The Binding."
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They went to the shrine just after sunset.
The place felt different—warmer, like it pulsed with invisible energy.
Candles lit themselves as they entered.
The wooden floor groaned beneath them, and the smell of incense floated through the air. Mizuki walked barefoot, her pale thighs glistening, her wet skin steaming slightly in the candlelight.
Takeshi followed.
Naked.
Hard.
His cock had been twitching ever since she told him what she wanted:
> "Seven loads. Deep inside me. Back to back. No pulling out. No mercy."
She lay down on the shrine's altar like an offering.
Her legs spread wide.
Her pussy gleamed, swollen and eager, as if it had been waiting for centuries for this moment.
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"Start now," she whispered.
He didn't hesitate.
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His cock plunged into her soaked cunt in one smooth thrust, burying itself to the base. Mizuki gasped, eyes wide, back arching as his dick filled her up completely.
"Ahhh~ YESSS~"
He began thrusting hard.
The room echoed with wet slaps, her soaked pussy gripping him with obscene squelches as he pounded her into the altar.
"This is for the bond," she moaned. "Breed me—don't hold back—make me your eternal bride!"
Takeshi grunted, balls slapping her ass with every thrust. Her tits bounced wildly beneath him, nipples stiff, leaking with cold sweat and ghost heat.
He couldn't stop.
Didn't want to.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, locking him in place.
"FUCK—gonna cum—"
"DO IT. SEED ME!"
He exploded.
Hot cum sprayed deep into her womb, splashing against her insides as she screamed his name and came with him.
One.
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He pulled out.
Her pussy slurped wetly, dripping with his load.
"Again," she whispered.
She flipped over onto her stomach, ass raised high, pussy leaking like a broken faucet.
He mounted her from behind and slammed back in.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
Her ass bounced with each deep thrust, and her fingers clawed the altar's edge.
"You're… fucking… perfect—" he groaned, hips pistoning.
"I'm your fuck-toy," she moaned. "Your wife. Your cum dumpster spirit bride~!"
That pushed him over the edge.
He came again.
Two.
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Time vanished.
He didn't feel tired.
Didn't feel human.
Just… horny. Hard. Obsessed.
She rode him next—cowgirl, her soaked thighs slapping his hips as she bounced on his cock like a woman possessed.
"GIVE ME MORE~!"
Three.
She bent over and sucked him back to full hardness with a sloppy, wet blowjob—licking, gagging, drooling—before he shoved her on her back and plunged in again.
Four.
He fucked her sideways, legs tangled, bodies wet with sweat and spectral moisture.
Five.
She sat on the edge of the altar and spread her pussy wide.
"Breed it again~ Hurry—before the spell breaks!"
He grabbed her hips and drilled her like he was trying to plant triplets.
Six.
Her voice cracked now. Her moans turned into chants. Strange symbols glowed beneath the altar.
A spiritual circle pulsed.
Her womb flashed blue.
He mounted her one last time, chest to chest, face buried in her neck.
"I love you," she whispered.
He came inside her again.
Seven.
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The room exploded in light.
Mizuki screamed—not in pain, but in pleasure so intense it sounded inhuman.
The entire shrine shook.
And then—silence.
She lay beneath him, panting, face flushed, body steaming.
Her belly… glowed faintly.
A warm blue light pulsed from deep inside her womb.
"It's done," she whispered.
"You're mine now."
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Takeshi collapsed beside her, cock finally soft, balls completely drained.
His mind blurred.
His vision swirled.
But he smiled.
Because as insane as it all was…
He didn't want to stop.