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Living for Love	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: +M to R > Rosario Vampire Views: 21023 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Characters and world of Rosario+Vampire are the intellectual property of Ikeda Akihisa. I make no money from writing this piece.

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Chapter 8: Sex Fiend

Once the duo exited the shower, they spent a few minutes drying their hair and bodies. This process might have progressed faster if the teenagers hadn’t spent as long sneaking glances at the other as blotting themselves with the towels they found in the cabinet under the sink. Tsukune couldn’t stop eyeing Kurumu’s prominent bust, while Kurumu’s gaze hovered on Tsukune’s still-stiff member.

One area isn’t drying, but that’s a good thing in this case, mused the succubus with a wry smile.

Brimming with anticipation, the couple returned to the bedroom and knelt on the bed facing each other. Their hands met and clasped. Each of them appeared eager to begin, but neither could quite make the first move.

“Nervous?” asked the young man.

The virginal succubus nodded. “My heart’s pounding away,” she answered, leaving Tsukune once again to wonder just how accidental her innuendoes could possibly be. “Don’t worry about me, though; a succubus always enjoys… what we’re about to do.”

“It won’t hurt?” Tsukune asked, amazed, to which Kurumu responded with a simple shake of her head. The young man smiled, relieved. “That’s one less thing for me to worry about. I’ll take full responsibility for once… which means finding protection,” he explained sheepishly, all but admitting that he hadn’t used any with the other girls. “I think there might be some in the nightstand.”

Kurumu licked her lips. “Actually, you won’t need it,” she told him. “Even with my Destined One, I’ll only get pregnant if I want to.” She giggled and added, “I don’t; not yet, anyway. I’m nowhere near ready for that.”

Tsukune breathed a sigh of relief. “I guess that’s partly why there aren’t many succubi, huh?”

“Among other reasons,” the succubus replied. “Also, if you wear protection, I won’t be able to tell if you really are my Destined Mate. I’ll, um, need to feel you… directly.”

“Another succubus thing?” Tsukune teased, though he was growing increasingly bewildered at the complicated ways in which succubus biology apparently worked. “Kinda like how you knew about the others when we kissed?”

“More or less,” she answered. “I don’t know how to explain it, exactly, since I’m still… inexperienced. Mom just told me, ‘When you’re with the One, you’ll just know.’ Sorry if that’s not helpful,” the nervous young woman apologized, babbling a little.

“That explains your original harem plan, at least. By sleeping around, you’d find the One more quickly,” reasoned Tsukune, remembering how the succubus had hinted as much when they first met.

Kurumu blushed, still not proud of that phase of her life. “Most succubi keep sleeping around even after finding their Destined Mates. I think it just… becomes habit… though the worst of us enjoy using men that way.” She swallowed but smiled at her beloved. “I’m glad… you helped me find a better way. Even if it turns out you’re not my Destined One – though I’m almost positive you are – I’ll still owe you a lot, and I’ll still love you.”

The young woman, swept up in the moment, leaned forward to kiss Tsukune briefly, passionately, earnestly. “That’s why… tonight… I want to be yours,” she breathed. “I want you to be my first, Tsukune.”

“I’d be honored,” he replied in a soft voice, careful not to break the spell of the moment. “How should we… y’know… proceed, since you can’t lie on your back?”

“Well… I’d like to be able to see you and kiss you,” Kurumu answered. “Maybe… something like this?” she suggested, gesturing to their current position.

Tsukune nodded, and the two of them began maneuvering into position. Ultimately, the young man opted to sit flat on the bed rather than kneel, while his soon-to-be lover sat in his lap, her legs wrapped around his waist, his member pinned close against her groin, her hair in that area tickling somewhat. Lingering so near, so close to union, spurred their desires to the level of need.

Past the limits of her patience, Kurumu lifted herself upward and reached down to guide Tsukune’s member into the proper position. Unable to see, she relied on her succubus instincts to align their bodies. The feeling of his stiff member against her most intimate area drew a moan from her lips. Once she sensed the appropriate spot and angle, the succubus sank slowly but surely onto her lover, savoring each centimeter.

Tsukune groaned as he felt himself becoming sheathed in Kurumu’s tight, wet warmth. A small part of him rejoiced that she’d insisted against wearing a condom, due to how incredible she felt around him. Somehow, though he couldn’t quite figure out how, she felt better than any of the other girls, to the point he had to fight the urge to climax immediately.

Once he was fully inside her, Kurumu paused, overwhelmed with emotion. Tears welled in her eyes but didn’t yet fall. “A perfect fit,” she managed, her voice a husky whisper. “I was right; you’re my Destined Mate, Tsukune.” She beamed and ran her fingers through his hair, her tears now rolling down her cheeks.

Tsukune smiled softly and brushed her cheeks with his fingers to catch her joyous tears. “Is that why it feels so incredible?” he asked, not minding the pause so he could last longer once they began moving in earnest. His free hand alighted on the nearer half of his lover’s bosom.

Kurumu nodded and nuzzled her lover’s hand. Her arms wrapped around his neck for leverage, in preparation for movement, since she was struggling at this point to keep her hips still. Her instincts told her that Tsukune had nearly popped off during entry, and she wasn’t about to let this magical moment end so soon or disappointingly.

After several long moments spent simply holding each other and savoring the moment, both of them felt that the time had come. Kurumu raised and lowered herself in slow, short strokes, getting used to the feel of having Tsukune inside her. Moans from her lips punctuated each cycle on the downward stroke, when her beloved’s stiff member filled her completely once more.

Unbeknownst to her for the moment, Tsukune worked his hips beneath her in time with her movements, intent on increasing his partner’s pleasure. To that same end, he kneaded one of Kurumu’s “ridiculously awesome” breasts as well. His other hand rested on the small of her back to help stabilize her.

Kurumu’s moans grew in volume as she bounced up and down, working more of his length back and forth. Her head lolled backward so her cries of ecstasy wouldn’t hurt her beloved’s ears. She cried out his name when she felt him take one of her nipples into his mouth, the rough texture of his tongue grazing along the sensitive skin nearly shocking her out of the rhythm she’d established.

Tsukune had performed this maneuver to avoid Kurumu accidentally smothering him with her bosom. Though he certainly enjoyed resting his head against their pillowy softness, he’d never particularly enjoyed the asphyxiation aspect. As a bonus, tonguing the stiffened tips seemed to excite his partner even more, if her hand resting on the back of his head and her fingers tangling in his hair were any indication.

Kurumu’s awareness of the world around her narrowed, shrinking down until she felt only Tsukune’s mouth on her breasts – the young man alternated between them at erratic intervals – and his manhood within her. The cadence of her hips as she rode became instinctual and hypnotic, lulling her into an autonomic trance. Much as she’d done in class earlier in the week, the succubus cried out her lover’s name as she climaxed.

This time, though, was no dream. Moans of pure bliss redounded from the walls as she wailed. Even as the orgasm subsided, every exhalation was accompanied by a moan. A broad grin rested on her lips.

Tsukune felt his lover’s noises wash over him as she voiced her pleasure. This time, steeled against it, the young man resisted the urge to join her, assisted by the fact that he still hadn’t fully recovered from covering Kurumu in the shower. He let her slow to a stop and catch her breath.

Releasing her breast to free his mouth, Tsukune asked, “Are you okay, Kurumu?”

She nodded, still grinning ear to ear. “Better… way better," replied the young woman in a daze. “I know you didn’t cum,” she continued, a bit more firmly. “I’ll be ready for more in just a moment.”

“You’re sure? I don’t want you to push yourself on your first time,” he told her earnestly.

Kurumu winked and gave Tsukune a saucy smirk. “A succubus isn’t satisfied until her partner is,” she purred. To emphasize her point, her hips resumed their previous movement, right where they’d left off, drawing an appreciative groan from the young man.

The young man took a more active part in their lovemaking this time around, bucking his hips underneath Kurumu more forcefully than before. Both of his hands drifted down to grip Kurumu’s underappreciated posterior – not only for the simple sake of doing so, but also to give them both extra leverage for their thrusting. Tsukune murmured the young woman’s name whenever he wasn’t raining kisses on her neck and shoulders.

The young woman yelled her lover’s name over and over as she rode him, her bliss audible in every syllable she uttered. She reveled in every cry of pleasure she wrung from the young man, cries that – for tonight, at least – belonged solely to her. For now, and because she didn’t exactly have the focus necessary to dwell on such things, the succubus focused on the pleasure they shared and chose not to worry about any of the other girls, especially Moka.

Kurumu’s moans intensified as she climbed towards another peak, spurred on by the twitches of Tsukune’s member she felt within her. “Yes, Tsukune!” she screamed to encourage him. “Oh, yes! Yes! Finish whenever you want, Tsukune!”

“Inside?” he groaned as he felt the sensations threatening to overwhelm his rational thoughts. “You’re sure?” he asked, forgetting in the heat of the moment they’d discussed this already.

“Please, Tsukune!” his partner cried, just before climaxing again. Incoherent noises emanated from her lips, one after another, melding into a continuous stream that swept Tsukune right along with it. Never before had Kurumu Kurono felt so deeply connected to anyone as she did at that moment.

The heady mix of physical stimulation and hearing the young woman’s screams of ecstasy finally swept Tsukune headlong over the brink. He felt his manhood pulsate as he released his seed, inside Kurumu as she’d requested. Otherwise, his whole body froze in place as if paralyzed.

As the two erstwhile lovers recovered from their mutual orgasm, they disengaged their nether regions, Tsukune’s spent and softening member slipping out readily. Still sitting in his lap, Kurumu beamed and looked deep into Tsukune’s eyes; to her relief, they still shone with the light of his full, cognizant will, meaning she hadn’t accidentally enslaved him in the throes of passion. The young man smiled back and kissed her tenderly.

For some time they merely sat in silence, holding each other and steadying their breathing and pulse rates. Eventually, prompted by Tsukune’s squirming under her, Kurumu heaved herself from his lap; Tsukune rubbed his legs to banish the tingles that had begun to creep up them. The exhausted teens arranged themselves for the bed’s other purpose, with Kurumu draped partially atop Tsukune, one of her breasts sandwiched between them.

“Wow… thank you so much, Tsukune,” breathed the succubus. “That was wonderful – better than anything I’d imagined,” she admitted with an embarrassed giggle.

Tsukune stroked his bedmate’s hair. “Yeah, it was amazing,” he agreed. “Thank you for putting up with me today and… letting me be your first.”

“I’d waited so long for this opportunity; there was no way in hell I’d pass it up,” replied the young woman. She nuzzled his chest. “Mind if I stay right here to sleep? You’re comfy.”

Tsukune chuckled. “Go right ahead. Good night, Kurumu.”

“Good night, my love.”

~~~~~

In the middle of the night, Kurumu awakened, feeling thirsty. Carefully, so as not to disturb the still-sleeping Tsukune, she withdrew from the bed and padded to the bathroom. She narrowly avoided barking her shin on the nightstand, but that was the only hiccup she experienced.

Once she’d drunk from the plastic cup beside the sink and disposed of it, the succubus gave herself a long, hard look in the mirror. Her skin radiated with a soft glow she’d never seen before, and a huge grin seemed permanently etched onto her face. Yahoo-hoo! she squealed to herself. You did it! You became one with Tsukune and confirmed he’s your Destined Mate! She danced in place almost frantically.

Through the mirror, Kurumu suddenly spotted her hairband on the floor behind her where she’d discarded it when she and Tsukune had entered the shower together. Retrieving the treasured accessory, she held it to her bosom and giggled, “If I don’t tell someone the news, I think I’ll explode!” she gushed as quietly as she could.

With that in mind, she stole back out into the bedroom and found her bag. By touch she rifled through its contents. Grinning to herself, Kurumu bypassed the panties she’d brought to change into after they left the beach. I don’t think I’ll need these, she predicted, until we’re ready to leave in the morning – especially if my sweet Tsukune needs me to take care of his morning wood first thing. A giggle escaped her lips.

Her hand brushed against hard plastic, the object she sought, which she withdrew gingerly from her bag. Gently she flipped open her cell phone and set it to “silent.” In the dim light of its screen, light which bathed her still-nude body in an eerie bluish glow, she typed out a text message:

- Great news, Mom! I finally slept with Tsukune. He was fantastic! Status as “Destined Mate” confirmed. Yahoo! :D -

After pressing the “send” button, Kurumu smirked and typed a second message to her mother:

- And I did it my way. No hypnosis or aphrodisiacs required. Tsukune wants me for _me_ >:P -

With that, Kurumu shut her phone and eased back into bed beside Tsukune. The sound of his regular breathing and heartbeat soon lulled her to sleep again, a deep, dreamless, restful sleep, the first she’d gotten in some time. The smile never left her face.

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A/N: The chapter you've all been waiting for has arrived, dear readers! I hope everyone enjoys the long-awaited consummation of Kurumu and Tsukune's relationship, such as it is at the moment. Please let me know by rating, reviewing, or PMing me on the forums!
Also, don't despair - there's one more chapter to come.
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