Benjamin looked at me, his blue eyes soft in the lantern light. "Sakura…?"
"Listen, Benjamin." I raised a hand, cutting him off gently. "Don't think much about this, understand? It's not like I have f-feelings for you or anything. Moreover, we just met."
"Sakura…" He frowned slightly, his head tilting.
"Wh-What?"
"It turns out that… I like sex."
"…" I almost squirmed, but then he continued quickly.
"No, wait, hear me out!
Sex makes me bond with you guys." his hands raised in clarification. "You know, I was this lonely wreck in my former world. So being able to form literal bonds here… it's one of the most enjoyable parts of being god-touched."
Then his expression hardened, "For that reason, I want to have sex with you. Because through that, I'm certain I'll get to know you more. And probably … you know… l-like you."
My mouth parted, only a tad bit.
The proud calculating tactician, the queen who planned every single move on the chess game, the woman who had stolen him without remorse some hours ago… She suddenly feels so exposed.
This is absurd. What is this? Why do I feel this disgusting boundless joy forming in my chest?
I stared at him, my own eyes wide.
Then, slowly, I began to untie my kimono.
The outer layer slipped from my shoulders, pooling at my feet. The inner silk followed, sliding down my arms, revealing my pale skin, my breasts, and the tender curve of my waist, then the flare of hips.
No undergarments. Just naked me—bare, flushed, and breathing shallow. I hated myself for feeling this level of joy just from being seen. I feel weak.
"For tonight…" I said, my voice trembling slightly, "just tonight, you hear? M-My body is yours. It's a privilege, so you better not disappoint me!"
Benjamin stepped closer and smiled like a child, "Ohhh? You look amazing, Sakura."
Hngh! D-Don't look at me with such innocent eyes!
His hands then rose slowly, his palms open, waiting for permission.
I nodded at once; a small, almost shy one.
He touched my waist first, his warm palms on my skin. I shivered at the contact.
His fingers traced upward, brushing the undersides of my breasts, then cupping them gently. His thumbs circling my nipples, drawing them to stiff peaks.
I exhaled sharply, my eyes fluttering.
Was I a Queen again, or a desperate maiden for her husband, I could not quite tell anymore.
My hands exposed his clothes; the coat Elara had made for him pulled open, and his shirt pulled off, leaving his abdomen completely bare.
He removed his lower garment too, visibly ready for me.
He didn't show as much eagerness for my sisters, and that unsightly made me happy. Made me feel special.
He leaned in and kissed me again; adoringly, sympathetically, benevolently, so deep, his tongue was constantly brushing mine.
I melted against him, his hands sliding up his back; i was feeling his nails lightly. The kiss grew hungrier. Our teeth grazed frequently, and our breaths mingled.
My legs parted slightly. Then I guided his hand lower, pressing his palm between my thighs.
I was already wet since the fireworks; slippery, warm, and ready for him too. He moved his fingers to slip inside me easily, curling and stroking in rhythm.
I moaned into his mouth, my hips rocking against his hand as it moved lovingly.
He broke the kiss to trail his lips down my neck, sucking softly at the pulse point. I tilted my head back, my long hair cascading.
One of my hand found his cock, it was so hard. I wondered if he was so needing of my body… I wondered… If he felt this way for Elara too…
I stroked him slowly, my thumb circling the tip of his cock, spreading the pre-cum.
"Let's move this somewhere nicer," I whispered into his ear.
He carried me to the wide bed.
Then I pushed him down first, climbing over him. I positioned myself above his cock, guiding the rod into my entrance.
As I sank down inch by inch, my eyes almost rolled in from the pleasure; I could feel my own tightness and wetness enveloping him completely. A low moan escaped me as I dropped completely in, my hips rolling once and twice, adjusting to the penetration.
Then I began to move slowly. Rising and falling, my inner walls gripped him on every upstroke.
The wet slide of our bodies filled the room, accompanied by my soft gasps and his low groans. I leaned forward, my breasts brushing his chest, my nipples dragging across his skin.
My hands braced on his shoulders, I felt my claw sticking in.
Then faster now. my hips snapping down, meeting his upward thrusts in sensual harmony, and wet slaps.
My moans turned sharper and breathier. Sweat beaded between my breasts, trickling down. I rode him harder, chasing at my peak.
Benjamin's hands gripped my hips, helping me move more, his own fingers digging into my soft flesh.
"I'm… Benjamin, I'm cumming~!!" I cried out—sharp and swift —my body clenching around him as I came.
Apparently, the spasm pulled him over the edge. So he spilled his warm semen inside me, thick pulses, filling me until it leaked out around his cock.
I felt so happy… I questioned if it could get me pregnant… But it wouldn't be so bad.
I collapsed forward, panting against his neck.
Then after a long moment, I lifted my head, my eyes searching his.
'Why…' I thought to myself. 'Why am I making a fool of myself for a man I just met? Why am I so happy to be touched by this naïve boy?'
Benjamin smiled softly, brushing a strand of pink hair from my face. I could almost feel the exciting care pouring out of him.
Ah… it hit me then: Elara must be losing her mind to have lost this dear, treasured gem… and I will too, if I lost him now.
"You're not just a Queen, Sakura," he surprisingly whispered, "You're a beautiful woman too. You should take it easy sometimes, okay?"
I stared at him a heartbeat longer… 'Just who in the world are you?'
Then I kissed him again; appreciating, tender, and most definitely, vulnerable.
Outside, the night sky of Shishi-no-su glittered, cheering us on.