Thoughts on Happiness - Fuyuki Hotel

"It's good to know I can bring you happiness," she teased. She pressed against him to help slide his shirt off and stood on the tips of her toes to nibble his ear. She of course hadn't forgotten what he preferred, but was aiming to annoy him into aggression.

Kirei grinned greedily. He wouldn't normally get as much out of this if she enjoyed it too. But, his body disagreed, becoming hard almost instantly. Perhaps he could see how far he could take it. Considering Atalanta punching him in the face the first time, he had a lot of wiggle room.

With one hand, he ripped her bikini top off and grabbed her breast, and with the other he pulled her closer. His knee slid up between her legs, pressing hard into her despite still having his pants on. As she nibbled on his ear, he moved his face down and latched his mouth onto her neck, sucking and nibbling--not hard (yet), but enough to make a visible hickey.

She winced a little at the rough grabbing. When his knee slid between her legs she smirked, bit hard on his ear, and pulled. She left the ear intact, but blood was definitely drawn. She slid her hand between them and ripped his pants open. The button fastening them made a sharp tap as it hit the door.

Kirei let his pants fall to the floor, but then put both hands on Atalanta's hips and pushed her away. As soon as there was sufficient distance between them, he took a stance and dashed forward. He moved with almost superhuman speed--almost as fast as if he was a Servant. Aiming for her waist, he moved to tackle her onto the bed.

She smirked and easily dodged. She caught Kirei on the shoulder, using his own momentum to spin him onto his back as he landed on the bed. She straddled him and pinned him down by the wrist, kissing him violently and grinding hard against him.

Kirei grinded up into her along with her gyrations, his penis leaving a glistening trail on her bikini bottom. Though he wasn't quite strong enough to resist her grip, he could still fight back. After kissing her for a brief moment, letting their tongues swirl around each other, he then latched onto her lip and bit down hard. And he didn't let go until drips of blood fell into his mouth, and he drank them down.

She moaned as he bit into her, letting him take a little blood before slapping him hard, freeing her mouth from his and causing a cut inside his cheek. She tangled his wrists up in a blanket and grabbed his hair, pulling him up into a sitting position so that she could pull his arms behind his back. She quickly wrapped the blanket around his torso, binding his arms to him and kept a steady pressure so that he couldn't move them. She was quite surprised at his strength however. She was sure the blanket would tear eventually. Until then, she pushed him back down with his arms pinned beneath him. Unfortunately she couldn't hold his whole body down, so he was given a chance to try and break free as she quickly wiggled off her swimsuit bottoms. She wore a fierce and competitive smile.

Kirei felt he had enough strength to rip the blankets, and positioned his arms in the ideal position to do so. But he waited, wanting to see where Atalanta was going with this. Everyone once in a while, he wouldn't mind being the one pinned down. He put on a smile as he let some blood trickle out of his mouth.

He noted with some surprise that he wanted to pleasure her almost as much as he wanted to hurt her. That was a first.

She raised an eyebrow at him when he didn't escape, but returned his smile. He knew he could take control of the situation if he wished. She leaned down with a dark chuckle and pulled her swimsuit bottoms onto his head, so that he was effectively blindfolded. She dragged him roughly up to the head of the bed by his hair, leaning him against the ridiculous amount of pillows the hotel had provided them. She straddled him again, brushing her lips against his before ghosting them down to his neck. She kissed lightly and let her torso brush against his, but only barely. Her tail even occasionally brushed against his cock and thighs. She moved her lips around little, but remained barely touching him for quite some time. 

Kirei grinned. "This is a quite a change." He didn't mind this at all. The lighter contact now would make what was to come even more enjoyable. Let's see how patient he could be.

She said nothing, lightly dragging the tips of her fingers along his torso. She would have tried to tickle him if she thought there was even the slightest possibility that he was ticklish. She enjoyed looking at his body, her hands grazing over his muscles. He really was rather handsome. Eventually she settled, straddling his legs with her knees resting by his hips. She took him into her hand and pressed his cock between her labia, rubbing herself along the shaft. As it rubbed against her clit she sighed softly,enjoying the feeling, her other hand rested on his hip for balance.  

He inhaled and became dizzy with the chlorine smell in her swimsuit mixing with the smell her juices. He grinded against her, the tip of his cock grazing along her pussy. He didn't want it to end. He had never been satisfied by simple sexual pleasure before, and was somewhat surprised that this was touching his heart in such a way. Dear lord, could he be any harder?

She pressed down on his hips with her free hand to still them, and rubbed against him faster. She panted slightly from the exertion, small moans escaping on her breath as she sped up. She felt him twitch against her, squirming a little with need. She watched intently, though it was hard to at times through the haze of her own pleasure, but when she saw him about to come, she quickly slid her hand to the base of his cock, slipping her thumb under his balls and clamping her fingers tightly around him, keeping him from orgasm. She squeezed even tighter as she continued to pleasure herself on him. 

Oh lord, he liked this. He liked this so much. He still considered breaking out of his bonds, but wanted her to keep going. He wanted her to deny him, frustrate him, and use him. He would be paying her back soon enough. He allowed a single, deep, frustrated moan to escape his lips. He felt like he would blow at any moment, but she squeezed down too tight. What would she do next?

After enough heated rubbing she came, moaning and digging her fingers into his hip. It was naturally a good feeling, but not as good as the one he had given her the first time. Perhaps it was the lack of mana. "How sweet, but I'm disappointed," She released the ring her fingers had made around him, but squeezed hard on his still excited cock, almost as if she was trying to detatch it. She tugged roughly on the sensitive organ, "I thought you'd have had a little more fight in you." 

For the first and possibly last time in his life, the slightest tinge of red graced Kirei's cheeks. But he quickly regained his composure, smiling, despite the fact that he was still blinded by the bikini bottom. "How presumptuous," he teased her. "This will my payback so much sweeter." With one fluid motion, he snapped the bedsheets tying his arms to his body. His fist came around and slammed into the side of her stomach, hard enough to throw her off the bed and onto the floor.

She grunted as his fist made contact with her and made an almost comical yelp as she fell to the floor. She knew he would break out eventually but he still had caught her off guard. She rolled back up to her feet, taunting him, "The color of your cheeks was priceless." 

Before she had even finished the sentence, he was already upon her. One hand wrapped around her throat, lifting her off the ground and slamming her hard into the wall--intentionally the one separating their room from Lazarus and Yui's. Before she could retaliate, his other hand caught Atalanta's flickering tail and yanked it tight. His fingers pressed down on her jugular. "I'll make you regret those words," he sneered.

She grunted rather loudly being forced into the wall, and let out an angry cry when he yanked on her tail. Even as his fingers pressed onto her throat, she smirked and choked out, "Good luck," before grabbing his hair and wrenching him to the side, slamming his head into the wall just above her shoulder.

He grunted as he was wrenched the side, but did not release her grip on her throat. He released her tail, but delivered a swift knee to her stomach, then used the opportunity to hook one arm her leg, attempting to raise it up in a good position to penetrate her.

The wind being knocked out of her, he was able to get ahold of her leg effortlessly. She had a good amount of strength, but she wasn't as proficient in hand to hand combat as Kirei. She began to feel light headed for lack of oxygen, and was unable to fight back, not that she particularly wanted to. Despite the lack of air and the pain she was amazingly wet. She let out a choked moan, eager for him to take her. He could see her sticky arousal coating some of her inner thigh as he spread her open. 

Chuckling triumphantly, seeing her wet and moaning like a cat in heat, he couldn't wait anymore. He thrust his cock into her and slammed her hard, over and over. He made sure to keep her in a position where each thrust was as painful as it was pleasurable. And with each thrust he banged her into the wall, making the pictures on the wall shake. There was no way they weren't hearing this.

He increased his pace slowly, but just before he was ready to cum, he pulled out, sighing as he edged back from the orgasm, and relishing her expression.

She let out several choked, rough cries as he slammed into her. Breathing with her mouth open had caused her to salivate overly much, making her drool slightly. Tears streamed down her face from the strain on her neck and she was hot and dizzy. She could feel herself getting close again, and though her vision was blurred she could see he was too-but then he pulled out. She squirmed and whined, but was unable to request for him not to stop. No one had ever inspired such lust in her. She tried to pry his fingers from her throat, but she was weakened from his grip. She dug her claws into his hands, writhing in his grasp.