Nirvana

A Shaman King (with crossovers) lemon by LemonKen

Chapter 1:Breaking Through

Disclaimer:This is, to quote the illustrious WarpWizard (not the last thing I\'ll be stealing from him this fic), an "X-rated, self-indulgent fantasy piece". In other words, it contains graphic sex, and if you\'re underage you really shouldn\'t be here. More specifically, this chapter contains m/f sex, and includes some cumplay. I don\'t own Shaman King, or Bleach for that matter.

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Yoh found that the days moved by quickly when you had nowhere to go and nowhere to be. It had been a year since the Shaman Fight was interrupted. Though the status was officially "on hiatus", Yoh didn\'t expect it to be coming back soon-- he had overheard Silva and Kalim talking about it, and Hao\'s desperate grab for power had altered the Great Spirit and the tournament in general. It would be years before everything was back to normal.

He didn\'t mind. It was spring break, and Yoh had nothing to do but sit around all day. As was usual for vacations, he sat in the grass, watching the clouds pass overhead without a care in the world. Well, that wasn\'t wholly true, but other than a pervading feeling of loneliness he was pretty content.

He sensed someone approaching him, with a slow but determined gait in their steps. It was Anna, and it was probably about time for lunch. Without a word, she set down a tray of food next to him, and quietly left. It was the way they had been for a while now. Yoh and Anna barely spoke, except for the occasional discussion they had over dinner or when they had guests over. She wasn\'t even keeping Yoh to his strict training any more.

Not letting her see, Yoh trailed his eye after her until she went back into the house, and wondered what exactly had happened.

* * *

Anna didn\'t really know what was going on either. She just knew that there was a gap between her and Yoh, and she wanted desperately to bridge it. But she needed to know why that gap existed in the first place.

She certainly wasn\'t bad looking, she reflected as she stared into a mirror. She had styled her long brown hair in the most popular fashion at the time, at least according to those magazines. Her breasts had also filled out a bit in the past year, though she still couldn\'t compete with girls like Jun. All in all, Anna thought that she wasn\'t a bad-looking girl, and didn\'t see why Yoh was so indifferent to her.

That was what the matter came down to, in the end. Sex. They had been engaged for what seemed like forever, but they hadn\'t slept together yet, and Anna was going crazy. She was a teenage girl, and she had needs, and she knew Yoh should be the same way. Yet he seemed completely oblivious to all of her advances.

She remembered the night before he left for the second stage of the tournament. He had gone to bed without a word to her. Later, she had even asked if she could sleep beside him. He had agreed, and she had worn a flimsy night-gown to bed-- but he had went right back to sleep. If the boy wouldn\'t milk the old "I could die tomorrow" thing for sex, what would he do?

It wasn\'t just her, either. He was clueless when it came to Tamao\'s obvious crush on him, and hadn\'t so much as glanced at any of the admittedly attractive girls he had met during his travels. Not that she wouldn\'t have been angry if he had, but it would have at least let her know he was a normal, hormone-ridden teenage boy.

Damnit, she thought sourly. If he turns out to be gay after all this, I\'m going to be pissed.

* * *

Tamao just couldn\'t get Yoh out of her head. She had been on a sabbatical for training and meditation for two months now, but the brown-haired boy kept popping up in her mind, always accompanied by a surge to her groin. It\'s not fair, she thought furiously, that someone like him is engaged to someone like Anna, who doesn\'t appreciate him. I would...

And then she told herself to stop lusting after a guy who was already involved, and she would put double the effort into her meditations, which of course made them yield half the results. After that, she would give in and masturbate, but even with his image firmly locked in her mind, her climax was always disappointing. Tamao needed Yoh, in the flesh. She couldn\'t see how she could live without him.

So she had, in a passion-fevered moment, decided what she needed to do to get Yoh was to give up her hopes of being in a relationship with him, and convert whatever love she had left into more lust. She would offer her body to him completely, as his slave. The king\'s whore. It was degrading, but it still sent a shiver through her when she thought about it.

Tamao bathed nude under a waterfall, feeling the cold water flowing down her skin. It was getting her aroused again, but she knew that she would find no satisfaction unless it were Yoh\'s fingers plunging desperately into her slit, and not her own. She stared down at her pink pubes, matted down by the water but still bright.

With a sigh, she rubbed the lotion into her pussy hair, drew a small knife, and began to shave it off. It was a sign of pride, of independence. She would have neither under Yoh, and found herself liking the idea.

Her only regret was that he would never know that her hair colour was natural.

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The sun was beginning to set, and Yoh was about to head in and make supper. Manta was on vacation for a couple of weeks, his family still trying to brainwash him into taking over the family business. Yoh couldn\'t cook as well as he could, but it was still edible, unlike Anna\'s food. Besides, he didn\'t think she would lower herself to actually doing such a simple chore for someone else.

As he got up, Yoh noticed a large moving truck parked into the lot across the street. He had noticed that house was for sale, but didn\'t expect anyone would buy it so soon-- after all, the elderly owners were charging a small fortune for a place which, if it was anything like Yoh\'s own house, was draughty and had a seemingly infinite number of creaky floorboards. Then again, it was rather large by Japanese standards, and the only reason Yoh and Anna could afford their house was because it was common knowledge that it was haunted.

Curious, and needing to kill some time, Yoh wandered across the street to see what was going on. The moving truck still looked mostly full, even though it was late in the afternoon. The first person he saw was a woman in her late teens, with a thin but fit frame and spiky black hair. "Damnit, \'hime... can\'t you even remember your own address? Why do I always have to be the responsible one?"



"Hello!" Yoh greeted with a smile. "My name\'s Yoh, and--"



"Take this inside," the black-haired girl said briskly, tossing a rather large box at him. Yoh caught it with both hands, staggering backwards, but still managing not to drop the large moving box. He shrugged, and started taking the box in through the open front door of the house. "Name\'s Tatsuki, by the way."

Inside, the house was devoid of all semblance of inhabitants, with a thin layer of dust covering the floor. Yoh set down the box near a small structure of identical cardboard boxes.

As if out of nowhere, an orange-haired girl appeared and shouted. "No! You\'re putting it down all wrong! That one goes there! They have to make a pyramid!"

"Um... all right..." Yoh was still staring at the girl\'s bosom, not out of any perversion but merely because he had never seen breasts so large before. He briefly wondered what Anna would look like with tits like that, and then shook the image out of his head. They wouldn\'t suit her.

"Are you being weird again, Orihime?" Tatsuki asked playfully as she deposited her box where Yoh\'s should have gone, according to this Orihime at least. "Stupid question."



Yoh realized he hadn\'t introduced himself to the new girl, and bowed to her. "Hi, I\'m Yoh Asakura and I live across the street from you. You guys are moving in here, right?"

"Obviously," Tatsuki replied, a bit of a sour tone in her voice.

"Just asking. How did you guys afford this, anyway?"

Orihime looked proud. "You see, me and Tatsuki are--"

"--the benefactors of an extremely rich and recently deceased uncle of hers," Tatsuki finished, causing Orihime to frown and say nothing. Yoh wasn\'t going to pry.

A realization seemed to pop into the black-haired girl\'s head, and she growled. "Hey. Get back to unpacking, you slackers!



"All right, Tatsuki-chan..."



"Geez, I didn\'t even volunteer in the first place..."

* * *

It was sunset by the time they managed to get all the boxes into the house. While they worked, Tatsuki told Yoh why they hadn\'t arrived until late in the afternoon, due to Orihime\'s comically inept directions. Afterwards, they had all decided that they were too tired to start unpacking, and Yoh invited the two girls over to his house for a bite to eat.

In retrospect, the candles in the window probably should have tipped him off.

Spread out on the kitchen floor, illuminated only by flickering candles, was Anna with her head rolled back and her eyes shut softly. She wore a robe, but it was undone, trailing down her flanks and revealing a good share of her dusky nipples and lightly thatched pussy. Sensing a presence, Anna trailed a hand over her stomach and shivered. "Oh, Yoh... please. I want you."

"What the hell, Asakura?" asked Tatsuki, dumbfounded.

Anna\'s eyes snapped open, and her face turned a deep shade of red as she scrambled to cover herself up. "Yoh! What\'s going on."



"Anna, these are Tatsuki and Orihime, they just moved in across the street. Girls, this is my fiancee Anna. This is the first time this has ever happened, I swear." Yoh answered without missing a beat, or even hesitating at so much bare flesh on display.

Still blushing like mad, Anna retreated to her room. "Um, I\'ll get changed... Yoh, put dinner on... oh, hi..."



"I like her!" Orihime beamed.

"You would, wouldn\'t you," said Tatsuki, sounding a bit disgusted.

* * *

Needless to say, dinner after that was quite awkward. Yoh ordered in some pizza, which Anna had actually never had before. He couldn\'t tell whether she liked it or not, though, because she spent most of the dinner trying to stare a hole in the table. Tatsuki and Orihime didn\'t bring it up, but ate like there was no tomorrow, and Yoh found himself out of food after just two slices.

"How do you two stay so thin, with appetites like that?" he asked, incredulous.

"I work out a lot," Tatsuki shrugged.

"And it just all goes to my boobs," Orihime said cheerfully.

"...right."

Anna blushed deeper, and finished her slice. Yoh idly wondered when his fiancee had turned into Tamao.

"So, this is a big house for two middle school students to live in all by themselves," said Tatsuki. "What\'s your secret? You kids actually billionaires?"



"No, the rent\'s just cheap," Yoh dismissed. "I get some money from my grandparents in Izumo, and Anna has her fair share of wealthy relatives as well. How about you two? You aren\'t much older than us, are you?"

"Eighteen," Orihime said.

"We make do," Tatsuki shrugged. "We both have after-school jobs." Their rent would still be much too expensive, Yoh thought, but he let the subject drop.

"You guys want to turn on the TV or something, or have you got to go home and unpack?" Orihime was about to answer Yoh, when a chime from the door interrupted her.

Excusing himself for a moment, Yoh went to answer the door. At first, he didn\'t see anything. He got the hint to look down when he felt four limbs frantically wrapping around his legs and threatening to pull him over face-first. Four limbs attached to a body in a flimsy wrap attached to a bright pink head of hair. "Ta- tamao?" he managed to get out through flailing gums.

"Yoh-sama!" she cried dramatically. "I have decided to give my body to you, fully and completely. From now until the end of time, I shall be under your command, as your sex slave. I shall do your will completely, and you may use my humble body in which ever way you like."

Tatsuki and Orihime, stunned, stood in the living room. "Eh... this isn\'t what it looks like, girls... Tamao, what\'s come over you?"

"I am dedicated completely to you, Yoh-sama!"



Orihime was counting on her fingers. "That\'s two girls so far-- I wonder how many more of them are in the house? Oh, can we look for them! It would be fun!"

Tatsuki, on the other hand, was feeding her anger the milk of hatred. "More perverted things, Asakura? What the hell are your intentions, anyway. WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ORIHIME?"



"What? Nothing! I swear--"



"HENTAI!" Yoh took one punch and was down for the count, so stunned he was by the recent turn of events. Tatsuki marched out of his house, dragging Orihime (who was yelling something about how they were going to lose the game) behind her. Tamao remained kneeling nearby, nervousness coming over her again, as she hadn\'t expected anything like this to happen. And Anna, firmly pissed off with her plans being interfered with, stood in the doorway, looking ready to kill. Their personalities had done another complete 180, and were now back to normal.

Yoh recovered, hearing the tail end of Tamao asking something about kissing it better. However, she was speaking in her usual meek voice, not the obsessive-seductive one from earlier.

"Um, sorry Tamao, but I\'m really not looking for a, how did you say it, sex slave right about now," Yoh said nervously. She looked crestfallen. "Um, do you want to stay the night? Izumo is a long way from here, after all."



Tamao knew he didn\'t mean it like that, but the thought tormented her. "Sure."



"Okay. Um, you can move into the spare bedroom. Anna, can you lend her some clothes? She\'s not exactly decent at the moment."



"Sure," the brown-haired girl growled, then grabbed Tamao by the wrist and pulled them to one of the spare bedrooms. Since the house was a former inn, beds were one thing there wasn\'t a shortage of.

Yoh was feeling a bit light-headed by the recent sequence of events. All of a sudden, everything was so sexual. "I\'m going to take a nap," he decided, talking to no one in particular.

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The room was clean but empty, the bed neatly made-- probably by Manta or Yoh during one of Anna\'s "manic innkeeper" phases. "Um... thanks," Tamao said, biting on her bottom lip.

Anna turned to leave. "I\'m sorry your plan didn\'t work out."



"R-really Anna?"

"No," the itako replied casually. "What, did you think you could win Yoh over by being a whore? You think it\'d be easy to seduce him away from me because I\'m not putting out? Was that it?"



"Anna..." she whispered fearfully.

Anna whirled around and grabbed Tamao by her shawl. "Let\'s get one thing straight. Yoh is my fiancé, you whore, and you\'re not taking him from me. Understood?"

"...hai..." Tamao murmured. Anna released her and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Tamao had never seen her so emotional.

"...I wasn\'t trying to, Anna."

* * *

Yoh awoke slowly, and saw that he had been asleep for a couple hours and his fiancée was sitting next to him. He smiled. "Have things calmed down now?"



"Mostly," she said, and sighed. Yoh hadn\'t even noticed that she was barely dressed in a dark blue teddy. Was he gay? "Yoh, can we talk?"



"If it\'s about the Tamao thing, I swear, I had no idea that was going to happen--"



"Don\'t worry." Anna chuckled. "We\'ve both had our share of embarrassments today. No, it\'s just that... Yoh, are you attracted to me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Like, you know, hubba hubba, I\'d hit that if she wouldn\'t eviscerate me first, all that?" Yoh noticed that she sounded almost desperate.

"Um... would you like me too?"



Anna blushed, and glanced away. "Well, it wouldn\'t hurt to feel like a girl sometimes, you know?"

Without warning, Yoh reached forward and stroked her chin, comfortingly. "Oh, Anna... it\'s not that aren\'t beautiful."

"It\'s that you\'re gay, isn\'t it?"



"What? No!"

"Really?"



"Yes!"

"Oh, good. I was worried there."



Yoh\'s eye twitched, and he tried to be patient. "See, you know my shaman philosophy? Well, part of the reason I\'m so laid back is that I have good control over my emotions. I got that way through meditation and all that. Remove emotion, remove weaknesses-- good shamans don\'t go jumping at every girl they see." He paused, remembering Ryu. "Okay, most don\'t."

"So what? You removed your hormones with meditation or something?" she said.

"Yeah, basically. It\'s more like blocking out a certain body part\'s influence," Yoh said candidly.

Anna paused before asking her next question. "Can you... unblock it?"



"Yeah, probably. Why?"

"I\'d... like you to."



"You know, I bet there are millions of girls who would kill for a guy without a sex drive," Yoh joked.

"Well, I\'m not your average girl," Anna snapped. "Yoh... please."

He considered it, then got up. "All right. I\'m going to need a bit of peace and quiet, though. I have no clue how long this will take, so--"



"I\'ll be waiting for you," said Anna defiantly. She ran her hands over her chest enticingly, though it was once again lost on him.

* * *

The cool, brisk night air helped Yoh relax as he sat down in his usual spot. Except now he was here not to empty his mind, but to fill it-- with what many considered to be the worst kind of emotion. Still, he couldn\'t-- wouldn\'t-- refuse Anna.

This is kind of crazy, he thought to himself. Trying to find my inner pervert. Now, let\'s see, concentrate... look deep inside... think about pretty girls... There it is...

And then it was done.

And he was *damn* horny.

* * *

Anna sat on Yoh\'s floor, still waiting. She wanted to be ready for him, as she presumed that years of delayed teenage hormones would probably result in a guy who would have been only slightly more horny had he just got out of prison. Strangely enough, the idea appealed to her, and she felt a rush of heat to her pussy.

She first saw his shadow, cast by the looming form in the doorway. As she suspected, Yoh had a troubled look on his face, and a hard-on that could cut steel. She smiled, leaned back on his sleeping bag of a bed, and made a "come-hither" motion.

Yoh practically pounced on his fiancée, pressing himself on top of her and claiming her lips fiercely. Anna responded back with a soft moan, as her tongue gently greeted the invader. Yoh\'s hands wandered over her entire body roughly, before grabbing her pert breasts, grasping them through the teddy. She arched her back, pressing her tits up into his hands, which grabbed her nipples between two fingers and pinched them.

She broke the kiss to emit a soft whimper. Anna shifted backwards, making Yoh sit up, and she moved in to suckle his neck softly. Yoh simply growled. The feral tone vaguely suggested danger, and Anna was surprised to find herself creaming at it.

His hands travelled down her back, grabbing at the soft silk and trying to find some way to get the lingerie off of Anna. She mewled into his neck and gasped in surprise when Yoh, in frustration, ripped the teddy down the middle and peeled it off. A blast of cold air hit Anna, making her dusky nipples even harder. Still, she was worried about Yoh, who was at the moment trying hastily to remove his pants.

He was too eager. Anna was afraid for both of them-- afraid that he would be too driven by hormonal haste, deflower her with a couple thrusts, then come in her before she was even close to her peak. That wouldn\'t do as a first time, for either of them. But from the frenzied looks in his eye, Anna doubted she could get him to slow down any time soon.

Thinking quickly, she crawled over to Yoh on all fours, then helped him throw his jeans down to his ankles. His boxers were similarly disposed of, leaving his thick cock to leap out at her. She was a bit startled at first, and he moved around to her backside, but Anna would have none of it, spinning around and catching his dick in her mouth. That got him to stay still.

Anna had never given head before, and so initially had to get used to having something so large in her mouth-- and that was before Yoh started thrusting more than the head between her lips. Telling herself to just treat it like an oversized lollipop, she started suckling gently, her tongue shifting only slightly under her fiancé\'s cock.

It was a rudimentary technique, but Yoh certainly didn\'t seem to mind, as he thrust further into her mouth. Anna had to back off so as not to gag. "Damnit, Anna-chan... that feels good..." Whether it was the affectionate honorific or the involuntary groan of pleasure he gave after it, it made Anna get even wetter to see that he was appreciating her efforts-- though his hardness probably did that on its own.

He started thrusting his cock into her mouth faster, face fucking her with vigour. Anna just tried to keep up, her tongue slithering against Yoh\'s underside as he moved in and out. His hand reached down and grabbed her hair, keeping her in position to pleasure him. She was surprised at the gush of juices from her slit-- she hadn\'t thought she was the type of person that would enjoy being submissive like this.

Without warning, Yoh\'s cock jerked, and he immediately started orgasming. The first spurt hit a startled Anna in the back of the throat, and she coughed up his spasming meat. This made the next jet of cum hit her on the cheek, the milky white liquid running down her face. His cock kept shooting, and with the jerky motions of orgasm it hit her seemingly everywhere-- even once in the hair and once in the breasts. He seemed to just keep orgasming, as years of backed-up sperm all tried to come out at once, plastering her in white. Anna gasped, feeling a course of shaking pleasure travel through her body as she was plastered with Yoh\'s cum.

Did she... just have a small orgasm? From getting bukkake\'d?

Shaking herself out of it, Anna got up to go wash herself up. She figured that Yoh would need a bit of time to recover anyway. To her surprise, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her in closer, his renewed hard-on pressing into her thigh. She smiled to herself. Ah, the blessings of young love. Of course, the sight of her face covered in his seed didn\'t exactly hurt.

"Sorry about that," he said, in a very characteristic tone of voice. Anna sighed with relief -- he was back to some semblance of normal.

"No, it\'s okay," she said softly. In truth, she did mind, but... her mouth said the opposite of what she was thinking, as though it was staging a rebellion. Besides, it wasn\'t like he could help it much anyways.

"Won\'t you lie down with me, Anna-chan," he whispered again, as he leaned in and nibbled on her neck. She mewled softly, and reached around to remove Yoh\'s shirt, leaving them both nude except for two pairs of hastily discarded socks. They collapsed onto the sleeping bag, hands wandering over each others bodies slowly, so as to memorize their betrothed by touch.

Yoh\'s tongue lapped out and slowly took in his some of own seed, still plastered to Anna\'s own skin. She gasped as she saw him swallow it, and felt herself grow even wetter. Yoh scooped up some more with his fingers, and held it in front of her as if to offer it to her. Amazingly, she accepted, closing her mouth over his fingers as she had done his cock just recently. She sucked them dry, and though the taste left something to be desired, the pure erotic adoration of the act was what amazed her.

She felt out the rope of cum that was in her hair, and gathered it in the palm of her hand, then fed it to Yoh. In this way, going back and forth, they cleaned her face of his seed. Then, they kissed, soft bodies touching all over, and a now familiar salty taste on both of their lips.

His soft hands grabbed Anna\'s pert breasts and caressed them gently, only brushing over her nipples every once in a while. Of course, every time he did so she would yelp in pleasure, but that didn\'t focus his wandering hands. In retaliation, she dug her fingernails into his back, but Yoh didn\'t speed up any. Instead, one hand came around behind her and ran along her back, cupping her ass like a priceless artefact.

Yoh was glad for the sideways position they were in right now, as it let him fondle Anna\'s shapely ass some more. She was a bit flat up top (not that it made Yoh love her tits any less), but she had a gorgeous posterior. He teased her by easing one finger into her rectum, making her press closer to him, calling out for his love, but he withdrew it quickly.

Finally tired of waiting for her fiancé, Anna decided to take measures into her own hands by diving in and nuzzling Yoh\'s neck. She moved further into the curve of his body, caressing his shoulders and nipples with her tongue. Yoh exhaled deeply, and she blew across his chest. Playfully, Anna reached out to massage his balls, hanging heavy from his rock-hard cock. She kissed her way down his stomach, but maybe he was worried that she would blow him again and that would be it, because he pulled away.

Anna looked at him with pleading brown eyes. He groaned, and flipped her over onto her back, then straddled her. She gasped as she felt his erection pressing up against her entrance, both nervous and excited, but he didn\'t enter her yet. Instead, Yoh leaned down to give her the same treatment she had given him earlier, kissing down her neck and heading down to her chest.

His tongue lashed out, striking at random spots on her breasts, making Anna cry out in sharp, shallow gasps. After what seemed like an eternity, Yoh took her right breast into his mouth completely, his tongue warmly bathing all the flesh, but paying particular attention to her diamond-hard nipple. Then, he did the same to the other breast. He didn\'t intend to stop until she came-- only fair exchange, after all. And if this didn\'t work, he would go down on her.

"Yoh," she squeaked, causing him to momentarily stop lashing at her nipple. "M-make love to me."

"I already am," he smirked despite himself.

"No, I mean... enter me."

"Are you sure?"

She nodded, and he cold feel the vibrations through her body. "Please, be gentle." Deep down, she knew he would be. Still, when she felt the burgeoning force at her slit, she felt an unique kind of fear that only a girl losing her virginity could feel. Anna had lost her maidenhead to masturbation, but she had still never had anything inside her larger than her fingers. And Yoh, gently pressing his cock into her, certainly seemed to be big enough.

Yoh groaned as he entered her cunt. God, she was tight. Slowly, he slid his cock into her dripping slit, feeling her inner walls stretch to accommodate him. Her face was contorted in a strange mask of pain and pleasure, so he just kept at the same pace, listening to Anna\'s quiet whimpers. He reflected that her pussy was like her mouth-- warm, wet, and tight-- but a hundred times more so.

Finally, Yoh bottomed out inside her, and Anna gasped. He groaned, trying to stop himself from losing it right now. At the same time, she felt unimaginably full, and the warm flesh stretching her pussy was starting to become extremely pleasurable.

"I love you," Anna blurted out.

"What made you say that now?" Yoh asked, still trying to restrain his load.

"Dunno. Just... haven\'t said it in a while, is all," she said dismissively. "Now... are you just going to hold that thing in me or show me what kind of a man you are?"

He grinned, then withdrew his cock and started thrusting into her slowly. The pace both helped her get her bearings, and stopped himself from losing control inside her tight snatch. Anna moaned and grabbed the sheets with her hands, holding on as Yoh thrust in and out of her, getting slowly but surely faster and more powerful.

Anna arched her back as Yoh thrust in at a particular angle, hitting one of her most sensitive spots. She leaned into Yoh\'s arms, her cunt swallowing even more of his dick, and wrapped her arms around him possessively, loving to feel his warmth up against her flesh. "Yes," she whispered simply in his ear, and then angled herself correctly on his lap so that he could continue striking that spot.

"Yes" - he thrust forward again - "yes" - another jolt of liquid pleasure - "yes" - he kept thrusting into her juicing pussy - "yes" - the pleasure was now consuming her body, obliterating all rational thought and making her body a tool for achieving one thing only. A steady stream of yeses directly into Yoh\'s ear was simultaneous with a rising ball of ecstasy in Anna\'s chest. And then that ball exploded as he grabbed her tits for a quick massage.

"YES!" Anna called out, not caring who heard her, as she started orgasming steadily. She fell onto her back again, Yoh\'s cock popping out of her entirely as she spasmed with pleasure, her juices flowing like from a faucet. She hadn\'t finished coming before Yoh was inside her again, thrusting faster and faster, his carnal needs no longer hampered by guilt.

The frantic fucking was starting to turn Anna on even as she recovered, but she didn\'t think that Yoh would last long enough for her to come again. "Anna-chan... are you..."



"Oh, don\'t worry about it," she said casually. "I\'m on the pill." She grinned mischievously. "You can come in my hot pussy, Yoh."

"Fuck," he grunted, being uncharacteristically vulgar. Not that anyone was paying attention to that as he shot his seed deep into Anna\'s quivering pussy, who cried out with one last gasp of pleasure before he withdrew his shrinking member.

Anna eventually pulled a sheet over their nude forms and turned out the light. They held each other in their arms for what felt like forever. She had thought that Yoh had gone to sleep, but he startled her by saying "Anna? Um... thanks for making me do that?"



"Thanks for doing that," she said with a chuckle. "It was amazing. But I fear I may have created a monster..."



"The monster is asleep right now, you\'ll have to wait for tomorrow," Yoh joked. Anna rolled over and socked him in the arm. They kissed once more, and then fell asleep.

And elsewhere in the house, Tamao cried softly.

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