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Learning to 'See'	By : Kakashifan727 Category: -Misc Anime > Het - Male/Female Views: 1157 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He had told himself this could never happen. It was impossible, ridiculous. That he had the capacity to still do so was startling to him. If you had asked The Reaper a year ago whether he could fall in love, he would have looked at you like you were insane; probably ending your stupid questions with a single bullet to the head. Now though, so much had happened to change his life. Some of it for the worse, but mainly for the better.

The small woman clinging to his giant body, the odd thing he had become, her eyes not judging him, only seeing him for who he truly was...It was inexcusable proof to him. Proof that he still had the capacity in his heart to care for others, to love. For why else would she give him that glare that set his nerves on fire, limbs twitching as he tried to resist the ever growing urge to wrap his arms around her. He wanted to use his new powers to protect her, keep her as safe and happy as he was able. He also wanted to do other things, scenarios running through his head at an astonishing rate, his heart rate increasing exponentially as he felt the changes start to happen to his new body.

He felt his skin start to heat up, the feeling growing more prominent in his cheeks, his long tentacles slowly coiling around the small teacher’s body. She just held onto the appendage that served to be his fingers, interlocking it with her own as she looked up at him, with that knowing and pleading gaze. She knew what he wanted; and this was her way of saying yes.

“Well, Mr.Reaper, what are you waiting for?”

“H-huh!?” He stutters, confused for a moment as he looks down at her. Aguri only offers him a sly smile, pulling on the hem of his robe, making him let out a small squeal of surprise as his face collided with hers. Her lips were eager, planting various small kisses along his face, which was slowly turning pink due to embarrassment.

“Well, if that’s how you want to do things…” He teases, his smirk only growing as he used his numerous tentacles to scoop up her tiny frame, cradling her gently. He could feel the heat of her body against him, her temperature rising from embarrassment, if her blushing face was any indication. He wasted no time walking to the bedroom, placing her gently on the bed, lights off for both their benefit. The Reaper was only able to climb onto the small mattress, his large body looming over her clothed form, mentally preparing himself for what was going to happen next.

“What’s wrong?” Of course she could tell he was hesitating. It was stupid of him to think otherwise. Aguri was always able to see right through him; or at least that was how he saw her. She was doing the same now; her onyx eyes staring into his wistfully, making him tremble with anticipation. He knew he had to answer her, but it was difficult for him to get the words out properly.

“A-are you sure about this, Aguri? It might not be...exactly pleasant for you, you know…” He stutters, concern flashing across his face. He really wasn’t sure of what his body could do; he didn’t want to hurt her any more than necessary. Her soft, melodious chuckle rang in his ‘ears’ then, her outstretched hand nearly reaching to caress his face. He just felt several of his tentacles unfurl themselves from around his being, poking out of his sleeves.

“It’s fine. I trust you; I don’t believe you’d hurt me intentionally.” She replies, her voice clear and confident. Those words made his heart soar, happiness swelling up within him. God, how could one small woman captivate him so completely? He’d have to be careful; he wanted this to be as wonderful for her as he hoped it would be for him. The Reaper just leans his head down, using his new invertebrate form to his advantage as he feels the soft skin of her face against him. Something small and wet pressed up against his cheek then, the feeling of her warm breath against his skin making him shudder.

The sensation left him a moment later, part of him wondering how he could reciprocate in kind. He didn’t really have any lips to speak of; though he did his best to try and nuzzle his round face against hers, feeling her lips give him soft kisses all along the sides of his face. That was okay, he supposed, though he wished he was able to do more for her. Well, he certainly could think of something later; they had only just started really. He just tries to ignore the rapid palpating of his heart underneath his tie, keeping his large body steady as he slowly separates from the woman below him, tentacles wrapping themselves underneath the small of her back.

He stares into her eyes one last time, making sure she was truly committed to this, marveling at the determination and slight coyness he found there. She really was waiting for this, wasn’t she? Of course, if she said she needed to stop part way through, it wouldn’t bother him in the least. He could at least admit to himself he was slightly hesitant about going through with it. Though that was more to do with how his body would react than anything else; not to say he wasn’t nervous about what they were going to do tonight. He had fantasized about this moment several times now, though he knew nothing could compare to the warmth he felt at having the real thing huddled so close to him, eyes seeming to peer into his very soul.

Taking a deep breath to steel himself, finally leaning back from her eager touch and lips lest he lose himself again, The Reaper carefully began using his many appendages to undo her layers of clothing. He wasn’t too fast; he wanted to savor this moment, wanting to see her naked body laid out before him on top of the comforter. He admittedly couldn’t help the small chortle that erupted out of his mouth as he removed her jacket and outerwear, one of her oddly fashioned tops peeking out underneath. This was another odd aspect of hers he found charming; her lousy sense of fashion. It was with an odd reverence that he worked at disposing of said shirt, lifting it off of her torso and tossing it to the side almost belatedly.

For underneath that, was something he had longed to gaze at for a long time now. Ever since he had gotten a small glimpse of them that one day, when she was in the lab wearing her oni top, had he wanted to see the full splendor of her breasts. He felt that same emotion once more, watching them jiggle slightly in the confines of her bra, though he felt it was different than before, more intense. Now, now he could take his time and appreciate them fully, using the superior sense of his tentacles to his advantage.

Her bra too, was seamlessly removed from her person, exposing her large breasts. The Reaper could barely contain himself at the sight; feeling an intense heat pool through his body, watching as his skin changed color once again to a deep pink. He used his main hands for this; his two pronged fingers gently cupping the bottom and sides of her mounds, moving their traction every so often to her budding center, focusing every sense of his on the soft skin beneath him. It was euphoric to him, the feeling of her silk like skin along with the pleading gaze she threw his way. And he hadn’t even really begun to do anything yet! He wondered how she would react once he really got going; the thought making his body tremble as an odd noise escaped his mouth.

He then focused on removing her bottom layer, thankful for his many arms that could still sensuously pleasure her all the while; they never left her jiggling breasts, nipples finally perked with excitement. It took only a little effort, him being more focused on the top of her body, for him to remove her bottoms. His eyes only traced down to her thighs, tentacles slowly wrapping themselves around them and lifting them up slightly. Aguri let out a small squeal of surprise, making him stop as he felt one of his ‘hands’ start to crawl toward her spread legs. She reassured him a moment later, tiny fingers wrapping around his circular sucker, caressing it gently.

“It’ll be alright. I’m still a...virgin, though...I understand it...might hurt. Please, Mr.Reaper…” She pleaded, panting in between words. Her words made him freeze, a chill running down his body. He had thought as much, seeing as how Aguri’s sexual life with Yanagisawa was nonexistent. The thought that he would be her first, and possibly only, filled him with an odd excitement. It was somewhat belied by a nervous thought in the back of his mind; this was also his first time, would he be able to do what was required of him? With this body, this inhuman, terrifyingly misshapen body? He only needed to look into Aguri’s eyes for confirmation, their steadfast gaze reassuring him once again. He felt one of his tentacles tremor wildly then, doing his best to subdue it’s wild movements lest he lose control before anything began, finally starting to understand what was happening.

He easily and carefully slipped his sucker out of her grasp, lowering his head once again down to be level with her face, feeling his entire body burn with lust. He could only stare into her eyes, trying to read the expression he found there, a soft grin on his blushing face. The Reaper did the best he could with his odd mouth, puckering his lips together as if he was human, gently pressing them down against the skin of her cheek. He felt the heat there, as well as the shudder that passed through her body at his touch, making his heart beat rapidly against his frame. Taking it as a good sign, he continued along the base of her jaw, only stopping briefly as he felt the exhale of air from her gasping lips against his skin.

He had barely begun to insert his sucker into the pink folds of her vagina, brushing up against a particular bumpy area, hearing her cry out slightly from the intrusion. He wasn’t sure if the noises she was making were from pain or pleasure, his other limbs still taking their time on her breasts. Damn his lack of experience in this area; he had had girlfriends yes, but nothing that went farther than a single date or two. Nothing that had ever led to this. He was conflicted; part of him wanted to stop and check if she was alright, her writhing body shuddering beneath him.

The shaking and wavering tenor of her pleading voice below him, desperately calling out for more, bade him to continue. He was careful as he rubbed up against her wavering clit, liking the texture of the thing against his sucker. He could feel every moment it pulsed, shuddered and used that to his advantage, Aguri letting out moans of pleasure every time he rubbed up against a certain section.

“Yes, Mr.Reaper! That’s good…”

He answered by placing his lips against her own, understanding her need as if it were his. It might as well have been, going by the reactions his own body had started to give off. Her lips were soft, mich like her skin, though slightly cracked in places. Probably due to the chill weather. He didn’t mind in the least; only deepening the kiss as he felt her moan again.

He carefully used his sucker, taking his other one to resuming his fondling of her clit and began to explore inside, enjoying the feeling of her wettening walls as they pulsed in a steady rhythm. He could feel himself also start to become wet, one particular tentacle coating itself in slime. He understood what that meant, the throbbing and pulsating appendage nearly making him want to cry out desperately, though he hesitated slightly as he brought said appendage to his front. Thankfully, his body didn’t fully follow the conventions of humans or cephalopods, which was what allowed him to twist and turn at these odd angles.

He could see the lust, the pure need in her gaze as Aguri locked eyes with him for a brief moment. He felt something similar stir within his being as well; where exactly it came from he wasn’t too sure. He just followed its command, the same single, wiggling tentacle moving dangerously close to her dripping entrance, singly focused on the woman beneath him.

Using his suckers to gently part her wet folds, he carefully and gently inserted his large appendage into her opening. The feeling of being wholly enveloped by her, her walls pulsating against him, tightening their hold on him made him gasp in surprise. The small woman below him held no such qualms however, her voice trembling as she cried out.

“Yeeesss, Mr.Reaper!”

He only responds in the best way he can think of, pressing his mouth against hers once more, wanting to feel her lips move as she cried out the moniker he had used for most of his life. It was refreshing to hear, made his heart lift with joy. The name that he had long ago associated with death and hatred, to be called out so innocently, so purely by her, this singular woman who had changed his view on so many things in the short course of a year.

He wanted to hear it again, reaffirm her acceptance of him, everything that he was and will be. So he plunged his tentacle into her even further, letting out a slight moan himself as her tight walls ravished him. With his heightened senses, it was as if every inch of his length was enveloped by her, though he didn’t doubt that was the case. She was a strong woman; this was probably nothing compared to the mental and emotional abuse she had endured because of her fiancé. If he could lighten that burden, only a small bit, then it would be worth it.

He felt himself press up against a tighter wall than before, his tentacle having a bit of trouble squeezing through it, realizing what exactly it was, making him stop moving. He took his mouth off of hers, much to Aguri’s disappointment, before using his other tentacles to wrap around her body some more. He found his voice was shaky, coming out in gasping heaves despite his efforts to appear calm.

“This might hurt...Sorry.”

He quickly pulls her closer, adjusting her from her position against the bed to cradle vertically against him. That way, he hoped, it would be a less painful angle for her. He began to pull out, letting out a groan as her pulsating walls still constricted around him. He then thrust against her with slightly more force, enjoying the moan of pleasure she let out as he felt a tremor run along his tentacle. He can barely contain himself, feeling an odd sensation start to build at the tip of his appendage. It was a pressure, different from the one Aguri was causing, and anxiety swept through him as he felt something start to leak out. It was different from the slime, the pressure growing in intensity every time he pistoned against her.

The Reaper just tries to focus on Aguri, keeping her steady as she began to buck on top of him. He could feel her walls tightening around him, causing him immense pleasure, his tentacle rubbing up against any inch of her that he could find. She only cried out as he thrust in a particular spot, his heart beating rapidly as he repeated the motion. Yes, this was it; that expression of pure bliss on her face. That was what he wanted to see. He could feel himself starting to expand, the pressure on his tip becoming too great to ignore now. But he couldn’t; he had no idea what that might do to her.

His train of thought was broken, Aguri’s body finally responding as he felt a warm wash of her liquids spew forth. They coated his tentacle, even going so far as to drip outside, making him shudder in delight, another moan escaping past his mouth. He felt his body answer her then, thrusting against her once, twice, before he finally felt his own tentacle start to come, heat flushing through his being. He felt Aguri’s arms start to wrap around his neck, her flush breasts and taut nipples poking against his robes. He would have gasped at feeling her orgasm a second time beneath him, if not for the fact that his lips and tongue were currently otherwise occupied. Her kiss this time was more forceful, invasive, her tongue exploring the depths of his mouth. He just let her take control, enjoying the feeling of her tongue against his.

That only made him more aware of his own problem; his tentacle inside her trembling uncontrollably as he felt the pressure build up. He only exhaled sharply, trying to withdraw despite the pleasuring tightness of her walls wrapping around him. The suddenness of his action made her stop, tongue unwinding from his as she began to separate her mouth from his, a strand of saliva hanging off the edge of her lips.

“What are...you doing?” Her question made him freeze, fear, anxiety and confusion flashing across his face all at once.

“A-Aguri...I’m not human; this stuff...could hurt you. I don’t...want that…”

“I don’t care. Even if it does, we only have a year left together...I’d rather not...worry about what...could happen. I want to...enjoy the time I have with you...now. So please, don’t hold back for my sake…” He could only stare at her in complete shock, seeing the sincerity and honesty in her gaze. She meant it. The Reaper couldn’t believe it; that she was willing to accept him so completely. It was unreal. The least he could do was honor her request, he figured. He began pumping into her with a renewed vigor, enjoying her tiny squeals and moans of delight every time he thrust against a particular area. He was determined to get her to the same plateau he was beginning to reach, so that they could finish together. Thankfully it didn’t take him much longer, her juices enveloping him once again. Her small head was nestled in his shoulder, stifling the cry that erupted out of her lips. He felt himself release a moment later, her name escaping his lips in a loud cry, his warm, sticky fluids coating her entrance as he pulled out. She was quite full, the stuff dripping onto the sheets, a rosy pallor on her cheeks as the small woman looked up at him with glazed eyes.

“See? You did wonderfully, Mr.Reaper…”

He only held her against him silently, not sure of how to respond, waiting out the afterglow as best he could, relishing in the heat of her body and feeling of her skin as he wraps her in his large robes. She just stares up at him, eyes half lidded from fatigue or pleasure he could not tell. He could only focus on enjoying the feeling of her hand caressing his face, her head tilting upwards to plant a small kiss on the bottom of his chin. He could nestle his head against hers, happy and content that she was here, in his arms. He would never let anything bad happen to her, this small teacher who had brightened his life so much in only a year. He promised himself that, even as his consciousness began to drift from exhaustion.

“I love you, Aguri…”
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