Gemwright Ch 12

I take Rin's hand and we start walking..

Rin, "I guess this trip means a delay in the bath cart, doesn't it?"

Me, "Maybe a little. But I'm bringing my stock with me. Depending on how things go, I may make a static bath, like the first one was, then make a cart version later."

We arrive at the dessert parlor. It's a cute little place. The stone building is actually painted here, somewhat unusual, and there's more decorative cloth, purples, and whites, than most places sport.

We walk in, and the owner seems to be female, rather unusual.

Rin takes a moment to look at the menu. "Butterscotch pudding please."

Me, "How about one large enough for the two of us to share? In one bowl."

The owner giggles, and says "Sure. One large butterscotch." I notice the counter is fairly cold. I assume cold crystals are at work here. She quickly does something behind the counter and shortly we have our dessert; one big bowl, two spoons, and a lot of sugar. "Enjoy it, you two." Exactly what I wanted. I leave a few extra coins than the listing calls for.

We head to a smaller table and put it between us. "Butterscotch. It's been a long time."

Rin, "Me too. Not since I was younger."

We take a bite. It's.. really good. Sharply sweet too. Not too cold either. We take a few more bites. "This was a good idea, Rin."

Rin laughs. "I'm glad. I wanted to do something small and fun."

Maybe now is the time to do that stereotypical thing. I scoop up a bit of pudding, and say, "Alright Rin, open wide." She looks confused, but opens her mouth, and I put the spoon in her mouth. She gives me an incredulous look, then giggles through the spoon.

She eats the pudding, then says, "Alright, your turn then." The dessert passes in a silly way. When we finish, I thank the proprietress and leave.

We walk around aimlessly for a bit and flirt. I'd forgotten how cute she was. Her long, dark hair... "You know... you wear your hair loose, but I think it'd be really pretty in a ponytail."

She looks at me sideways, then pulls a ribbon out of somewhere and messes with her hair. The result is... a nice ponytail.

I smile. "Very beautiful. Thank you."

She takes my hand again. "It's nothing."

She leans against me as we walk. I feel her warmth, just a bit, and it's nice. I'm a bit surprised to feel a certain emotion from her. She wants it. I'd planned to walk for a while, but if she's in the mood...

I shift my grip from her hand, to the curvature of her hip. "I can feel that, you know. Are you ready to go back?"

Rin puts her hand on my side as well. "I am, yes."

Me, "What do you want? To make love, while we hug and kiss? Your rose won't be the focus, if you like I won't touch it at all. Do you want it from behind? Do you want to ride on top of me, bouncing up and down? On the rougher side of loving, we can try the mating press, though it requires some flexibility on your part. Tell me how you're envisioning our intimacy."

Rin talks about the various ways she wants to unite our bodies. I can't wait.

- - -

[Intimacy scene]

Outside of town, I begin rubbing and squeezing the side of her hip. She gives a cute little squeal when I start, but they change to "mmm"'s soon enough. I feel her excitement ramp up along with my own.

I stash Rin behind a cart, and then boot out the guy in camp, requesting he come back in 3 hours... It shouldn't take nearly that long, but I don't want it to feel rushed. Her shyness about people knowing she's about to be penetrated is a little arousing. Confirming he's gone, I meet her behind the cart.

I grab her in my arms. "It's just us now, Ringara," I say, looking at her flushed face.

Rin, "I'm all alone with you... We're going to make love."

I love hearing that. I kiss her. It only lasts a few moments before I add tongue, and she eagerly returns the motion.

I pull back and hook my hands under her shirt, then pull up. I pause at the bra, unhook it, and finish pulling her shirt over her head. Her white skin lays bare before me, and her full, perky breasts demand my attention. I spin her around, and play with them, one to each hand. "You truly are beautiful. Your allure is irresistible. And this sexy ponytail... I just can't keep my hands off you. Put your arms up, yes, just like that, expose yourself to my touch."

Rin giggles as I play with her chest. I can't help it, it's every man's weakness. Their size is nice, perfectly soft and smooth. I gently massage the underside of her breasts, and her nipples slowly harden as I do. I gently pinch and kneed them between my fingers, before turning her towards me again and placing a nipple in my mouth and gently sucking it. She gasps, and pushes me off. I feel a fuzziness through our connection.

I kiss her instead. ¬what's wrong£¬

She opens her mouth, and sucks my tongue. ¬when you did that I felt# weird)¬

Hmm. She didn't react like this when I was playing with them using my fingers. And I know she

loves

having her rose sucked. Are her nipples weak to suction too? I'll definitely explore that, but today I'm being gentle. ¬no worries# let's move on)¬

I notice a small tent in her pants. Yeah she's definitely ready. Let's take her pants off before they get dirty.

I quickly disrobe, before kneeling down in front of her and taking her pants off. Her underwear is sexy, black, lacy; I really like it. The effect is wonderfully ruined by her hard clitoris spilling out the top. I'm aroused again, and fight to keep in control. No oral sex. Don't suck her off again.

I pull on the string, and the simple knot unties. Her panties fall to the ground, and her clit hits my nose. It's

so long, so thick, so crimson-red

, I try to tighten my grip on my surging desire, make a hasty compromise, and kiss the tip of her rose. I stand up before I slip any further.

Me, "Now, put your hands on the wall of the cart."

She does, and I rub my hand against her slit to get it wet, then do the same with my throbbing member. I want to be inside her, but I will be shortly, patience... Instead, I grind my cock along her entrance, reach my dry hand to cover her hand against the wall, and my soaked hand reaches around to play with her clitoris. I grip only the base, with my thumb and forefinger, and gently pull it upwards. She moans, loudly, and I take that time to slide myself

iiiinnnnnnnnnnnn

-

ahhh

, yesss, her hole feels good... Soaking wet as it always is, snug around my member... I can clearly feel through my length exactly where her clitoral roots are pressing into her vagina, because they press harder against my shaft with that 'meaty' texture I remember from Rosa. I have to remind myself to keep stroking her. I pull out, then slide back in with a wet

shopu

sound. And again. Ohhh fuck...

Me, "Rin, ah, match my timing, okay?"

Rin, "Ahh, yeahh-hhhhh-

uuoooo

... I'll, ah, try!"

She begins swaying her hips. Our next thrust has me falling out of her. I reinsert myse-ellfff, ahhh yes, and we try again. Her butt smacks lightly against my groin... ohhh, oh that is a pleasant sensation. We pull apart and smack together again.

Me, "Rin, you feel

so

good."

Rin, "Your cock-ahh, it's way too thick, it's strec-nggg, stretching me out, and it feels incredible!" She moans, loudly, then again. "Ahhhh, your penis... Hngngg,

ahhhhh!

" We continue to sway our bodies against each other. She gets louder and louder, and I feel her already beginning to peak. "It's cummink, itsh

cumminggyu

, squejh me

harder,

harder

, here it is, ahhgg, hah, I'm, cuuuhmmm-ahhhhHHHHHHH!

" She screams her climax to the world, telling everyone in a thousand foot radius that I had just made her orgasm. I love the way her hole swirls around my rod while cumming... oh man. I wait for her to stop shaking, then pull my drenched length out of her. Oddly, she gives me a pitiful look, and I feel a sliver of disappointment from her, alongside a vague feeling I can't quite place. Huh...

I let go of her clit, then straighten her up, moving her towards my cart. I grab our clothes with telekinesis while we walk.

Sentral kindly opens the door for me, and closes it behind us. The room is normal brightness, but I touch the wall and adjust it to mood-light dimness... perhaps just a touch brighter, I want a good view of what we have planned next.

I need a moment to cool down, so I pause at the bedside to kiss her some more. She quickly presses her lips to mine and thrusts in her tongue. We wrestle with our lips and tongues for a while. The light taste of her saliva is wonderful...

She abruptly terminates the kiss. "Alright, next I'll ride you." She has an odd look on her face. I'm not sure what to make of it, but she leaves me no time to think. She pushes me onto the bed, and crawls up my legs. "You want to see me bounce up and down on your manhood right?"

I smile. "Yes. To see my woman proudly display her beauty to me while we make love, I'd love that."

She smiles, kisses me, and inserts me without looking into a temporary reverse missionary. I hold her against me for a moment, not moving, just enjoying all of her warmth and smooth skin.

I let her go, and push her up by her shoulders. She's sitting on my hips, my cock deep inside her. Ron's pert breasts rising and falling with her breath, and best of all, her rose, her clit, her flower, sprouting from her crotch, red and unsatisfied. Rin bounces on my cock, and so do her breasts and clit. Ohhhh fuck, "Rin, it's beautiful, show me more!"

She leans backwards a bit, hands on my knees, going up and down, again and again. She hits her stride. I'm being used like a dildo, but getting to watch her breasts and rod rock and sway, I'm not unhappy about it at all. I put one hand behind my head and grin, and the other reaches out to her rose. She stiffens when I grab it, then she resumes her pumping. I stroke up when she drops her hips, and down when she rises back up.

She's definitely going to cum soon, before I do. I'd counted on this. I'm looking forward to smooching to cool myself, before we move to missionary for a slow, loving orgasm for both of us.

I stroke her a little harder. "I love you, Rin."

Her face is pretty slack, and it's hard to read her expression, but I think she's smiling back when she says "Hng, I, lub you too, Grey. "

I sense the orgasm start to swell from her core after I said that. She grunts and moans her orgasm, and then shouts again as I squeeze her clit just a little harder. I watch as her jaw falls, and her face becomes shameful. As she comes down, I slow, and she rejoins me.

This was

not

to her liking.

Her face scrunches, and she starts crying. What's wrong?

Me, "Rin..? Hey, hey what's wrong? Talk to me."

Rin, "I don't know... I don't know! My feelings don't make sense. I thought... I thought I wanted a quiet and loving... because when you're rough, it's ... it feels like I'm going to die..." She chokes, then continues through her tears, "The pleasure is so intense that I can't

think

, so I... wanted to enjoy it the way Hanamaya does. I think there's something wrong wib meeeeee."

I think about this. I can only draw one conclusion.

I pull her down towards me, and wrap her in a hug. "Shh, shh, sh sh sh. It's okay. It's going to be okay, Ringara." I hold her close. "It's going to be okay.. I understand."

Rin, "You do? But I don't..."

Me, "It's okay. It's okay. Hey, stand up would you?"

She's a bit lost, but I'll explain it. I stand up beside her, and wrap her in a gentle hug. She continues sobbing. "I know exactly what you need." I rub her back with one hand in slow circles. After a moment, I pull back. "Ringara. I love you. Okay?"

She gives me a concerned look, but nods. There's still tears falling down her cheeks.

I tighten up my end of the connection like I've 'felt' Hana occasionally do. I've got a role to play, and I can't have my emotions show.

Fuck. I'm really gonna do this? I take a deep breath, and close my eyes.

Me, "Pff... You fucking believed that?"

I open my eyes, and put on a cocky grin.

Me, "Yeah, I know what you fuckin' want. You're nothing but a slut. You want to be

raped

."

I shove her roughly onto the bed. She goes a bit further than I expected, so I grab a leg and yank her back to the edge. Her eyes are bewildered, and a bit of fear creeps into the link, but wild excitement

surges

, drowning it out. I sneer down at her.

Rin, "N-no, I want love..." I laugh out loud. "It's t-true! I want ... I want..."

Me, "I don't give a

FUCK

what you want. Didn't you hear me? I'm. going. to.

RAPE

. you."

I feel an echo of Rin's stomach clenching, hard. Rin's face is contorted with glee, fear, and relief. The echoes I hear from her emotions say the same. I'm glad. I'm so glad that this fake-rape is, actually, what she wanted. No, that's wrong, incorrect myself. It doesn't matter what she wants. What matters is what I want.

I roughly handle her crotch. It's soaking fucking wet. I lie, "Tch. Not enough juices. I need to get you

wetter

." I turn my head back to her, and give her the grin I saw in her fantasy. It's the same one I gave her when we dove for the first time. "You know what that means, right?!"

Her face is disgusting right now; a sloppy, lopsided smile, one eye wide and the other half closed.. she's drooling a little bit too. She's so,

so

beautiful like that. She gives a pitiful moan, "Nooo- pl-ease... loving.."

I kneel down to her clitoris. I don't even have to ask, she immediately spreads her legs as wide as she can. She moves her hips desperately, bouncing her clit up and down, side to side. I nearly break from the act and start pleasuring her. But it's easier to hold on this time. Now that we're both on the same page, completely in sync? I can hold myself back just a bit longer.

I have to make a quick decision. I stall by gently scratching her inner thigh, and brushing her clit with my lips before pulling back. Clit or rose...? ......Rose, at least for now.

Rin tries one last pathetic squeak, "I want-"

I shut her down. "

Too bad

." I bring her clit into my mouth and perform fellatio. ¬I want your rose)¬ I hold my arms around her shapely thighs as she screams, and bucks her hips. Her moans are deep, and at one point she starts coughing, probably spit, and then quickly resumes her gross, wonderful noises.

¬I want you to thrash and squirm under me# I want you to groan and squeal and scream)¬ She's doing all of those things, and I love it.

She's trying to speak again, and once again I can only understand it because of telepathy. ¬it's so good# my rose feels so good# it's on fire# you're

painting it

with

pleasure

# it won't stop it won't stop it

won't stop

)¬

¬a slow lovey-dovey love-making where I look into your eyes and kiss you before we both arrive at a gentle orgasm£ that isn't what you want# that's not love for you)¬

She digs her fingers through my hair, gently, following my head as it moves up and down along her ruby length.

¬for you# love is when your partner pins you down# forces you to orgasm repeatedly)¬

Her face hasn't changed at all, and she's drooling more heavily now.

¬for you# love is the feeling of helplessness while being pleasured)¬

She tries to deny it.

¬for you# love is being raped and knowing you can't escape# and not wanting to escape)¬

She groans, scratches my head haphazardly, and jerks her head.

¬here's your first one# you can feel it coming£ cum for me# cum from being

raped

)¬

I sense her mind shoot up,

way

up. I continue stroking as she goes, and then slow down after she peaks. But I know what she wants.

¬'don't bring me down' is what you're thinking isn't it£ you want me to make you cum again and again don't you£ don't worry# I won't let you fall# I'm going to take you up# and up# and up# so high that you suffocate and die)¬

I arrest her descent from orgasm with two fingers into her pussy. I pick one of the nearby clitoral roots, and stroke it specifically. The angle is a bit weird, since it runs diagonal, but I like this little whimsy thought. I'll make her orgasm from that specifically.

I hold down her stomach with my other arm, licking and sucking her thighs.

¬it feels so good# my mind is# going# numb# I# rose# cum# just one side# please# stroke the rest tooooo= cumming# I'm# feels

good

)¬

Some of her moans I'd actually call honks more than any other form of sound. Her disgraceful noises.. fuck, I can't get enough. It arouses me so much that I'm actually a little concerned about ejaculating just kneeling here. Not helped at

all

by the fact that I had been having sex with her earlier.

Still, I resolve to continue anyway. Even if I embarrass myself, it's not like she'll realize it. I genuinely do want to help her through this.

By making her cum her brains out, of course.

¬orgasm again for me Ringara# cum again from

being raped

#

we're nowhere near done yet

=)¬

She

loves

it. She gasps and pants and shrieks. Her hands go to her face and she arches her back, then twists and bucks her hips, shaking wildly.

¬Ringara# beg for me to rape your rose)¬

I feel incredulity, a bit of confusion, and... happiness.

¬beg for it, or I let you come all the way back down)¬

The response is immediate. Her words are gibberish, the sounds unrecognizable as even human, but her mind is clear. ¬rape it rape it

rape my rose rape my rose rape it rape me

rape me rape meeeeee

)¬

¬gooooooood girl)¬

I lick the base of her clit, then trace up that sexy crease on the underside, all the way up to the tip. I flick the lights off with my mind, then bring her clit deep enough into my mouth that I'm able to kiss her clitoral hood. I opt to do so.

¬here it is= I'm going to die= do it do it do it# please# i want it# i want to be sucked so bad# please# now# don't wait any longer)¬

She's going absolutely crazy, like she always does. ¬sit up, and hold my head)¬ she pulls herself up to a sitting position, legs spread, on the edge of the bed. Firming up my lips, I apply a small amount of suction, and begin licking her absurd clitoris.

Her mouth utters short pats, grunts, and whines. She can't muster the strength to scream anymore. She once more envisions a white fog, but seems happy about it.

¬are you enjoying yourself£ you're going to be here helplessly being sucked and pleasured until I'm done with you# you have no say in the matter# I will suck you and make you scream and cum and moan until I decide I am done# the only thing you can do is accept the pleasure)¬

She's cumming already. She really loves suction, huh. I give her more, and bully her crease with my tongue. Her ascent comes quickly. I let her down only a little before I begin work on her fourth orgasm.

Her face scrunches into something like agony. Anyone seeing that face would conclude she is being tortured. Maybe she is. All I can feel from her is thrill, happiness, and pleasure. She holds onto the back of my head, but her hands have no strength; she can't seem to grip my head or hair at all. I'm not even convinced they're voluntary motions, more like random twitching.

Oegasm takes her again. I can feel her drooling on the back of my neck. I hear her as she makes gross, animalistic noises.

She's disgusting. She's pathetic. She's

perfect

.

¬your rose exists to be raped# you exist to be raped# stay with me forever# I'll rape you# again and again# as much as you want)¬

Her emotions are scrambled, and the connection has started fraying... but I clearly feel love flood the link after I say that.

I increase suction as hard as I can.