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Death and the Maiden - Zombie-Loan	By : OokamiKasumi Category: -Misc Anime > Het - Male/Female Views: 1281 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Death and the Maiden - Zombie-Loan
- 2-One
- 3-Two
- 4-Three
- 5-Four
- 6-Five
- 7-Six
- 8-Seven
- 9-Eight
- 10-Nine
- 11-Ten
- 12-Eleven
- 13-Twelve
- 14-Thirteen
- 15-Fourteen
- 16-Fifteen
- 17-Sixteen
- 18-Seventeen
- 19-Eighteen
- 20-Nineteen - END
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Death and the Maiden
A Zombie-Loan Fan-fiction By Ookami Kasumi
~ Eight ~
"Stand up, fledgling." Seated cross-legged on the rooftop of the abandoned building, Kurou pushed Michiru onto her feet.
More than a little drained from the orgasm that had just claimed her, she wavered on rubbery knees, but somehow remained upright facing him.
Kurou's bare hands slid up under her skirt then tugged her panties down her thighs.
Instinct had Michiru grab for his wrists. "W-wait!"
Kurou looked up at her, lifted a red brow then smiled, a touch of wickedness showing in the upward curve of his lips. "Fledgling, we cannot do this with your panties on." He looked off to the side. "Actually, we could-" His gaze met hers and the wicked smile returned. "-But the...friction might prove a bit uncomfortable for you."
"I..." Michiru felt her face heat. She didn't want to say she forgot. That sounded silly, even to her. However, having someone take her panties off of her was just... It just hadn't happened before. She released his wrists. "I was just..."
"Frightened?" His long fingers slid her panties slowly down her legs to stop at her ankles.
Michiru's face heated even more. "Surprised." She looked away briefly. "I was just surprised, that's all." Encouraged by his hands, she stepped out of them.
"Ah, I see." He crumpled her panties in his hand then tucked them away somewhere under his coat. His warm hands returned to her legs, sliding up her stockings to her bare thighs. "Michiru?"
"Yes?" She blinked down at him.
"Kiss me."
She set her hands on his feathered shoulders, and leaned down to press her parted lips against his.
His lips parted to take her mouth with a demanding tongue, and his arms came around her to pull her against his chest. He pinned her against his chest with one arm, his other hand urging her legs wider, to straddle his hips. That hand moved downward to...do something, somewhere under her. He groaned into her mouth then began to lower her into his lap.
Reeling under the onslaught of his hungry tongue, Michiru obligingly bent her knees and lowered herself. Something hot, stiff, and much thicker than a finger bumped the crease of her thigh. Startled she pulled away from the kiss.
Kurou opened his unscarred violet eye halfway, looking at her with his gaze hooded. His voice came out in a hoarse whisper. "Put your arms around my neck."
Suddenly nervous, Michiru wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
He chuckled against her ear. "Oh, so now you're frightened?"
Michiru swallowed. "Maybe a l-little?"
Kurou pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. "Relax. I have already removed the barrier." Beneath her, he moved that hot, rigid point from the crease of her thigh to rub it against her slick flesh. "All that remains-" He centered the point against the entrance to her body. "- is pleasure." He pulled her down, and onto him.
Something hard, hot, and thick pressed into her, spreading her wide and invading her. She gasped and clutched at his neck. It was happening! She was having...sex!
"More, Michiru." He pressed down on her hips, urging her to take him further into her body. "Take all of me."
After a small eternity, her thighs met his. Michiru bit back a groan. Inside of her, he was thick, uncomfortably thick, but it didn't actually hurt. It just ached from being stretched so wide.
He groaned against her ear. "Gods, you're tight."
Michiru hissed a tiny bit. "No, you're big."
He chuckled hoarsely. "Enough with the compliments. I am already too close to my limit." He slid a hand under her skirt to grip her bare buttock then rolled his hips under her, moving within her and urging her body to open wider around him.
She groaned. Even so, her body did loosen its grip on him, letting him slide within her with a bit more ease.
He pushed her back enough to catch her gaze with his open eye then kissed her, hard and hungry. His free hand came forward to tug the button of her jacket open, then he shoved her blouse upward.
With her bra still pushed up above her breasts, a cool breeze against her skin announced that her blouse had been pushed well above her breasts. She gasped against his lips.
He released her mouth to lean her back over his arm, his shaft shifting within her.
Off balance, she reached back to set her hands on his thighs and caught sight of her breasts exposed to the night sky, and his hungry one-eyed gaze pinned to her erect nipples.
He caught her gaze briefly then lowered his head to capture a nipple with his lips - and tongue.
An exquisite curl of erotic fire lanced from her nipple to her clit. She gasped and reached up to grab onto his feathered collar. Her hips rolled, moving him inside her. A delicious spark of delight ignited inside her and expanded into a pang of carnal hunger that forced a moan from her lips.
He groaned in counterpoint and his hand on her buttock pushed her upward on his shaft, then pushed her back down. It made an obscenely wet sound, but the voluptuous sensation of his firm flesh making exquisite contact with something deep within her drained her mind of all thoughts but one: more. She wanted more.
Raw feminine instinct drove her to push up with her own knees, while pulling at his collar, then back down again hard. That pang of pleasure returned deep and strong as a temple bell. A gasping moan left her lips and her eyes closed partway. The echo of pleasure barely faded before she did it again, then again, her soft gasping cries punctuating her efforts.
She barely noticed that he was moaning with her, the deep tones of his gasping voice rising with an urgency that matched hers. She barely felt the hand under her butt pushing her upward and encouraging greater speed, and stronger, harder falls.
Suddenly both of his arms closed around her, holding her tight while his hips hammered upward, driving his shaft, his cock, up into her with brutal strength.
Inside her, something fierce and wonderful began to crest. She knew that once she reached a certain height she going to fall - and she wanted that fall with every fiber of her being. She knotted both of her hands into the feathers of his collar to push herself down hard into his thrusts, her cries still soft but gaining in desperation.
All too soon, she reached the crest and teetered on the precipice, her body freezing in an arch, her breath stilling in her chest. Her mouth opened on a soundless cry; waiting.
His arms tightened around her like steel bands and he stilled too, his cock deep within her. His guttural gasping cry fell upon her ear and something hot, thick and wet begin to pump into her. Abruptly, he began driving his cock even harder into her, the thrusts sporadic, and desperate.
Pleasure exploded deep in her belly and finally, she fell. The rush of euphoria released her breath and with it a wail of utter joy. In that moment, something dark and electrical burst from within her belly to race upward like a bolt of lightning. Pleasure blazed through her once again. Instinct alone made her grab for his face to press her mouth to his, pushing her tongue past his parted lips to deliver up that fierce darkness.
His tongue swept against hers He swallowed, and swallowed, then shuddered and groaned.
She fell limp against his broad chest, exhausted yet rolling with the heady fumes of an exquisite and indescribable pleasure. A smile curled her lips and the tiniest of giggles left her lips. "I wanna do that again."
A rumbling chuckle escaped her lover's lips and he swept a hand down her back. "We shall, fledgling. We shall indeed."
~ ZL ~
Michiru woke in her own bed tucked under the comforting weight of her thick blankets. Morning light spilled through her open window. She blinked at her cracked and water-stained ceiling in confusion. She was back? Or had that all been a dream?
A tiny snore caught her ear.
She lifted the blankets to see the tiny reaper snuggled between her breasts - her bare breasts. Her eyes widened and she lifted the blankets higher just to be sure of what she was seeing. It was true; she was utterly naked.
A flurry of hard knocks thundered and Chika's loud boisterous voice came through the door. "Gopher, you awake yet? You're gonna be late for breakfast."
Michiru jerked the covers back down. "Yes! I'm getting up!" She gently scooped the tiny reaper up in her hands and rolled out from under her covers to set her feet on the floor. Leaning against the bed on her belly for balance, she deposited the little manikin on her pillow.
With a frown of confusion she stood up to get her school uniform. Two of her uniforms hung neatly on their hangers against the wall, but the third, the one she'd worn yesterday... The hanger was empty. Her black, hooded coat lay in a heap on the floor.
It was then that her body's aches made themselves known, loud and clear. Specifically, the ache low in her belly, as though something large had been lodged in there. That was also when something thick and wet slid down her inner thighs. Her eyes opened wide and her mouth fell open in shock. It hadn't been a dream. She'd... She'd had...sex with Kurou.
And it had been glorious. A gentle pang deep inside her let her know, in no uncertain terms, that her body was more than eager for more.
However, first things first. Michiru threw on her bathrobe and stepped into her slippers. She had to wash, and thoroughly, before any of the embarrassingly sharp-nosed zombies that lived in the dorm detected what she'd been up to. With desperate haste, she grabbed her pan of toiletries from the stool by the door and bolted out the door, racing for the shower room.
~ ZL ~
Unfortunately, taking a shower meant she was very late for breakfast - and school. She only had a second to grab a couple of pieces of buttered toast from the kitchen and snatch her cloth-wrapped lunch box from the counter before tearing out of the building and bolting for the school.
Michiru made it to class with only a few seconds to spare, and once again thanked the powers above that she did not share a class with either Shito or Chika.
However, exhaustion caught up with her a full hour before lunch. She managed, just barely, to stay awake in class, but her concentration was completely shot. Luckily, most of the class work was review for the upcoming exams. Her notes were already in order so she was able to fake her way through the lesson.
When lunch break finally arrived, Michiru desperately wanted to find a quiet corner to take a nap. However, the moment the bell rang, sudden and voracious hunger made her dive into the lunch box Koyomi had packed for her.
With a loud screech, Yumi shoved her desk across the floor and against Michiru's. She dropped into the seat and tilted her head, her chin-length dark hair sweeping against her cheek. "Goodness, Kita! You're scarfing that down like you haven't eaten in days!"
With another ear-splitting screech across the floor, Matsumoto, added her desk to the set. She dropped into her chair and tucked a lock of her long brown hair behind her ear. "Seriously, Kita, if you eat that fast, you'll only throw it back up again."
Yumi winked at Matsumoto. "Not to mention that it's not very lady-like."
Michiru looked down at her half-finished lunch. "Oh, but... I'm hungry."
Matsumoto opened her lunchbox and pulled out her chopsticks. "So, what happened yesterday?"
Michiru tilted her head to the side, her exhaustion-clouded mind drawing a complete blank. "Yesterday?"
Yumi rolled her eyes and pried open her square black lunchbox. "You ran out to go to the toilet and never came back, remember?"
Michiru blinked. Abruptly the memory of being intercepted coming out of the ladies room by Shito blared bright and clear in her mind's eye. Her face heated. Then the rest of that memory crowded into her brain - of Shito's kiss. Her face began to burn.
Overcome with acute embarrassment, she covered her face with her hands and lied. "I... I wasn't feeling well, so, I-I went home."
Well, technically, it wasn't a complete lie. She had gone back to the dorm - after Shito dragged her all the way to Z-Loan. Then again, she hadn't actually entered the dorm before Kurou led her to that abandoned building on the hilltop. She still had no clue how she'd gotten home after-
After having sex.
Her hands still covering her burning face, she dropped her head to her desk. "So sorry."
Yumi leaned close. "You were feeling that bad?"
Matsumoto shook her head. "Sometimes my periods are that bad too."
Michiru didn't bother to tell them that it had nothing to do with...that. It was just simpler to let people think what they liked about her occasional absences, most of them zombie related. They usually made better excuses for her than anything she could come up with anyway.
Yumi chuckled and lowered her voice. "You know Michiru, after you have sex, your periods will get much easier."
Michiru, who frequently had very bad cramps during that time of the month, abruptly sat up hopefully. "Really?"
Yumi froze where she sat, the rolled egg she held in her chopsticks falling back into her box.
Matsumoto's gaze narrowed. "Actually, yeah."
Michiru smiled. "Oh, that'll be nice."
Matsumoto's eyes widened and her mouth fell open. Her gaze darted to Yumi.
Yumi continued to stare open-mouthed at Michiru.
Masumoto smiled and casually selected a mini hot-dog from her lunchbox. "So, Michiru, do you have a boyfriend, yet?"
Michiru looked away and frowned a little. Could Kurou be considered a...boyfriend? A vision of the stern-gazed, violet-eyed reaper in black leather with his mop of scarlet hair and massive black wings filled Michiru's mind. Him? A boyfriend?
She very nearly rolled her eyes. Not in a million years. A flash of what she'd...they'd done last night burned though her. A lover though... Her gaze lowered and the warmth in her face spread out to her ears. A small unconscious smile lifted the corner of her mouth. Lover, definitely.
Masumoto's eyes went wide and her mini hot-dog fell from her chopsticks. She licked her lips. "Michiru, is there something you want to tell us?"
Distracted from her reverie, Michiru blinked at her classmate. "Um..." She smiled very wide. "N-no, not really."
Yumi stood up from her desk, her chair screeching on the floor. "You do have a boyfriend!"
Alarmed, Michiru waved her hands. "No, no! He's not like that!"
"He...?" Matsumoto leaned eagerly across her desk. "Oh my God...! Who is it? You have got to tell us!"
"Yes, do tell." A soft, masculine, and frighteningly elegant voice growled directly behind Michiru. A heavy, supernaturally powerful hand dropped onto her shoulder, pinning her to her chair and crushing all hope of escape. "Who is this boyfriend?"
The blood drained from Michiru's face. She didn't need to turn around to know that the hand on her shoulder was Shito's. She swallowed hard and looked up anyway.
Shito was smiling, but his burgundy gaze was narrow with open suspicion.
Matsumoto stood up to face Shito with an eager smile. "Are you...?"
Shito's smile abruptly warmed. "Oh, was Michiru telling you about our kiss, yesterday?"
Michiru's eyes widened in shock, Shito never used her first name. However, of far more importance was that he'd just admitted to kissing her. She covered her mouth with both hands. Oh my God, I can't believe he said that!
Masumoto and Yumi dropped into their chairs with matching dumbfounded expressions.
Shito leaned down next to Michiru's, his silky black hair brushing against her cheek. His smile turned decidedly sly and his arms slid down to enfold her in a bone-crushing embrace. "So what exactly, have you told them, Michiru-chan?"
Michiru squeaked in alarm. Michiru-chan? She shook her head. "Nothing! I didn't say anything!"
He turned to press his nose against her neck and took a subtle sniff.
She closed her eyes and prayed fervently that her hurried shower that morning had erased the traces of ... last night's activities.
"Did you change your soap?" Shito's tone was mildly inquisitive.
Michiru's eyes snapped open. Her soap? "Um, actually, yeah." She was usinga different brand from before, but only because Kurou had made a point of fussing over her preferred strawberry scented bath-wash. To paraphrase his more colorful speech, he didn't like smelling sugary after sharing a bath with her.
Matsumoto choked. "You can tell that?"
Shito smiled wickedly. "Of course." He took a more obvious sniff behind her ear and purred against her neck. "Sandalwood... I like it." He abruptly stood, his hand closing on Michiru's shoulder once more. "Don't forget to meet me after school by the graveyard." He patted her shoulder heavily. "Michiru-chan." He then turned on his heel and walked away as silently as he'd arrived.
Michiru swallowed hard. She was in so much trouble, she just knew it.
Both Yumi and Matsumoto leaped out of their chairs to hover in Michiru's face.
Matsumoto's whispered enthusiastically. "So, how long have you known each other?"
"Known...?" Michiru stared at Matsumoto. "Um, almost two years now, I think?" Well, she'd met both Chika and Shito in her sophomore year of high school so...
Matsumoto whistled. "Wow... And all this time I thought you were so innocent."
Yumi rolled her eyes. "More like, naive."
Michiru tilted her head in confusion. "Wait, what?"
Yumi whispered fiercely. "How on earth did you land that one?"
"What?" Michiru blinked at her. Land? Wait a second... She thought Shito was her boyfriend? She threw up her hands and waved them. "No, no it's nothing like that...!"
"Oh, so it was his idea?" Masumoto winked at Michiru. "Good job!"
Yumi leaned closer. "What's it like to kiss him?
Kiss him? Who? Shito? Michiru's face heated. Well, actually, she had kissed him, but... "Um..."
Matsumoto licked her lips and grinned eagerly. "Is he any good?"
Memories of yesterday with Shito under the tree in the graveyard flooded into Michiru's mind. Her face heated even more. "Actually, yeah."
Yumi grinned slyly. "Have you done it yet?"
Michiru blinked. "It...?"
Matsumoto snorted at Yumi. "Of course she has. You saw her before."
Yumi shook her head. "It's just so hard to believe."
Michiru's brows lowered in confusion. "Guys...?"
"Yeah, I know." Matsumoto nodded with sigh. "Our little Michiru-chan, all grown up and finally losing her virginity."
Michiru clapped her hands over her mouth horrified. How...? Her voice came out in a whisper. "How did you know?"
Matsumoto snorted. "Oh please... It was obvious."
Yumi sighed and fell back into her chair. "But to think you'd lose it to super-gorgeous Boy A...? Wow..."
Matsumoto dropped into her chair too. "Amazing..."
Yumi was referring, of course, to the tragic accident that happened three years ago where a car and a bus had a head-on collision with only two survivors. Since neither survivor had been adults, the news had referred to them as Boy A and Boy B. Even so, everyone at school was well aware that Boy A was Shito, and Boy B was Chika. However...
Michiru blinked. Lose what to Boy A? Enlightenment suddenly struck and her mouth fell open. They thought she'd lost her virginity to Shito?
Unfortunately, she couldn't set them straight, especially since they thought Shito was her boyfriend - thanks to Shito's comment about the kiss. If she tried to tell them that it hadn't been Shito that she'd lost her virginity to, both Matsumoto and Yumi would assume that she'd cheated on Shito - even though he wasn't her boyfriend! She covered her face with her hands and bowed over her desk. "Please, please, don't tell anyone any of this!"
Yumi grinned at Masumoto. "Oh, we won't tell a soul!"
Matsumoto grinned just as widely. "We'll take this secret to the grave."
Michiru groaned against her desktop, knowing that it was futile. By the end of the day, the rumor mill would ensure that the entire school would think that that Shito was her boyfriend.
God help her when Shito heard that he'd supposedly taken her virginity too.
~ ZL ~
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