Come Ride With Me

Fate/Stay Night Lemon Fic

Come Ride With Me

This is my first attempt at writing for a contest. A lemon fic of all things.

It placed seventh place at TMLC2.

~High School~

Shirou, with Saber in tow, sprinted towards the school’s entrance. The area was bathed in a sickening red that only a magus could see. This force field was designed to suck the life out of anyone within it and give it to a Servant. With, the 5th Holy Grail War was well underway. The victor of the war will be granted a of their heart’s desire. Though the participants in this war were solely between the seven Masters and the seven Servants that serve them, innocent lives were not safe from this.

This battle in particular had engulfed the entire school, and endangered everyone on the school grounds.

Shirou clenched his fists tightly. If he did not stop the force field soon, everyone besides him and his enemy would die. But he cannot do it alone. Certainly not against another Master and Servant.

Saber was right beside him. As his Servant, she had an obligation to follow him, and protect him no matter what. With the exception of his three Command Spells that were given to him, Shirou had no way of forcing Saber to do his bidding. Since there were only three Command Spells that would force a Servant to do whatever he wanted, it was not wise to use one unless he needed it.

This was one of those times.

The recent attack nearly killed Shirou when Shinji’s Servant, Rider, injured him and sent him flying out the third story window. Shirou commanded Saber to come to his rescue moments before he hit the ground.

The true battle would begin now.

Shirou and Saber raced up the stairway. Despite Shirou’s injuries from Rider’s recent attack, he was still able to run up the stairs along with Saber with no problem. As he got to the third hallway, Rider dropped down from the ceiling.

Saber shoved Shirou out of the way and glared back at Rider. She gripped her hands together like she was holding a sword and held it up in front of Rider. Sparks flew as Rider and her invisible sword met.

“Ahhhhhhh!” Saber roared as she shifted her weight and threw Rider down the hallway.

Rider lands on her palms, made a temporary handstand, spread her legs, and then dropped them back. Now off the ground on all fours, she faced Saber in an aggressive stance.

As Saber took care of Rider, Shirou turned towards Shinji.

“This is your fault for not killing Emiya quickly!” Shinji accused Rider as he rushed down the hallway with Shirou close behind him.

“Shinji!” Shirou yelled at the scared, cowardly man.

“Don’t come here!” Shinji yelled back as sprinted down the hallway, not noticing a bucket and mop in the middle of the hall. The tripped a bit as his leg was caught on the bucket, but was able to stay standing as he stayed ahead of Shirou.

The short interruption gave Shirou a bit of time to catch up. Shinji freaked and brought the book up, shooting three black smoky lines racing towards Shirou.

Shirou stopped and grabbed the mop that was on the floor, and broke it in half. “Trace on!” The wooden mop turned metallic, and Shirou batted the smoky lines away from him.

“Ahhhhh!” Shinji’s fear increased. This was not the novice magus he expected when he called him here to bring him down. After stumbling a bit, he continued to sprint down the hallway away from Shirou. “Rider! What are you doing Rider?”

Shirou launched a fist towards Shinji. The fist connected, and slammed Shinji into the wall. Shirou grabbed Shinji’s neck and brought him up. “Stop this force field now, Shinji.”

“Give me a break. Why should I listen to you?” Shinji weakly replied.

“Because if you don’t, I’ll have to kill you.” Shirou threatened.

“Nonsense!” Shinji defiantly said. He stared back at Shirou. “Do you honestly believe you can do that?”

Shirou gripped Shinji’s neck as he glared at him dangerously. “We’re both are new at sorcery. However, there was something I learned. No matter how nice it sounds, sorcery is something that kills you and hurts others. That is why, since the very beginning, sorcerers have been trained to kill each other. You never learned that.”

“Wait… I surrender!” Shinji proclaimed. “I’ll stop the force field. Rider, stop the force field right now!”

Behind them, Rider, in a fighting stance, brought up her arms and opened her mouth. The red glow of the area dissipates.

“Now surrender the Command Spells.” Shirou ordered.

“No. I can’t… do that.” Shinji reached for the book that was tucked under his arm. “If I lose control of Rider I’ll…” As he loosened the book from its hold it fell to the ground. “ACK!”

Shirou put his foot down on the book and scooted it back.

“No!” Shinji brought up his free and punched Shriou, making him loosened his grip on his neck. “I need that book!” Shinji dropped to the ground towards the book.

Shirou punched Shinji to the side. “It’s over.”

“No!” Shinji crawled away, picking himself up and stumbled towards window. He stumbled towards the window. Quickly smashing it, he tried to make it through the opening.

Rider bent her knees, and rushed past Saber.

Saber followed Rider’s movements as she saw her target. “Shirou!”

Shirou was about to make a break towards Shinji when he slammed into Rider. “Gah!” And fell backwards. “What?”

Rider stared at him, in front of the now shattered window that Shinji had escaped from. She made no other moves. In fact, Shirou noted that she was no longer carrying her weapons.

“Gahhhhhh!” Saber rushed towards Rider, her invisible sword in hand.

“Wait Saber!” Shirou held out his arm.

Saber’s sword came within inches of Rider’s neck, her eyes never leaving the masked woman. “Why did you stop me? This Servant could have killed you!”

“But she stopped attacking!” Shirou said as he placed an arm on Saber.

“No!” Saber defiantly yelled at her ‘Master’. “This is a trap! She…”

“I will not fight now.” Rider spoke nonchalantly. “And I have no desire to kill him.” As she turned her face towards Shirou.

Saber glared at Rider. “Isn’t that what your Master wants you to do?”

Rider turned her covered head towards Saber. “He no longer has control over me.” Rider pointed to the book Shirou was holding. “Not anymore.”

Saber eyed the book Shirou held. She cocked her head as she could not recall seeing one before. Not to mention, had no idea how it was involved in Rider following or not following Shinji’s order.

Shirou also looked at the book with fascination. He too, was unsure why this book was all that important. If Shinji was a Master, he would have a Command Spells like Shirou did. Shirou decided to tuck the book under his arm for the time being. “I guess it’s best if we head back. We have to rest before the next battle. Gah!” Shirou knelt down as a sharp pain raced down his leg.

“Shirou!” Saber cried worriedly. She took Shirou her arm. “Your wounds.”

“Yeah. We better get back.” Shirou winced. He ignored his pain long enough to fight off Shinji. But now that the battle was over, it all came rushing back to him.

As they both headed for the door, Shirou noted a pair of footsteps following him. He turned his head back. “Rider?”

Rider cocked her head to the side. “Yes?”

“Um… never mind.” Shirou chuckled lightly as he tried to remain conscious.

Saber, while holding Shirou up, pushed the door open.

As they entered the courtyard, Shirou again noted footsteps following behind him. He turned back and saw Rider’s face again. “Um, why are you following me?”

“Is that a problem?” Rider asked unfazed.

Saber narrowed her eyes. “It’s that book isn’t it?”

“What if it is?” Rider answered back.

Saber frowned as she reflexively shut her fist. “I think we should burn that book.”

“Um, well…” Shirou said as he stared at the book. “But, she isn’t a threat as long as I have this book right?”

“Destroying it won’t get rid of me.” Rider retorted. “He could simply have another made.”

“Then, it might be… better to keep it for now I guess.” Shirou surmised as his eyes became heavy. “If we destroyed it, it might make it easier for Shinji to get another one, and he’d be in control of her again.”

Saber eyed Rider suspiciously. “If you say so Shirou…” She turned to Rider. “But I’ll be keeping an eye on you.”

“I expect nothing else.” Rider replied.

~Outside High School~

“No, no, NO!” Shinji raced out of the school ground gates. “This can’t be happening. This can’t happening!” He ran down the cold empty streets, running past parked cars, signs, and an occasional light pole. “I have to get that book back from the bastard!” He turned his head back to the school gates that were now fading from view. He stopped. “No wait, I don’t need that book. I’ll just get a new one. Then I’ll get my revenge! You hear me Shirou?!”

Shinji slammed at someone hard and immobile. He fell limply to the ground.

“What?” Shinji growled at the sudden wall that blocked his path. He was not embarrassed by it. Though knew he was not paying attention, but he did not think he would have ran straight into a building, vehicle, or a thick pole. “What bull…” As he stared up at the object that was in front of him. “…shit.”

Shinji Matou was not alone on this street.

“Look Berserker, look what we have here.” The red eyed child wearing a warm looking purple dress coat, scarf, and a purple hat bowed towards Shinji.

Shinji shivered. He scooted back a bit down the street. “No way.” He did not recognize the girl that was staring back at him with her deep red eyes. She appeared to only be around twelve or so. But the brute next to her, made him realize she must be one of the other Masters.

Whose Servant made him feel really, really small and insignificant.

“How can you have a Servant like this?” A petrified Shinji said. “How, how?”

“How?” The girl tapped her chin. “Does it matter?” A sinister smile appeared on her face. “Oh, want to see what my Servant is capable of? I think Berserker wants to play.”

“Graaaagh.” Berserker growled out. His dark menacing eyes stared at the meager man.

“Berserker…” The girl smile deepened. “Kill him.”

“No, no!” Shinji backed up as far as he could until his back hit the wall of a building. The last thing he saw was Berserker’s massive arm swinging towards his face.

The wall, painted white, was sprayed in red.

A Day Later…

~Emiya Residence~

The first thing Shirou saw when he woke up was Rin. That alone was a surprise since not too long before the events at the school, she had left the residence for her own reasons. Why she was back was something he would save for later. Rin also told him that his wounds, which were now almost completely healed, was due to his own power. He was not sure about this himself, but that was a topic he would have to leave for another day. He also heard news from Rin that everyone at his school would be fine. No one had any life threatening injuries. Shirou was glad that everything in the end turned out okay. Though Rin mentioned that there was something else that she needed to address, and wanted him to head down to the living room as soon as possible.

As he entered the living room, he noted Sakura was on the couch staring anxiously at him. Rin was standing crossed arm, with a face that read that she was less than pleased. Saber herself did not appear all that happy either as she stood next her.

And behind both women, was a woman that Shirou did not expect to be there.

“What is she doing here?!” Rin pointed an accusatory finger at the purple haired woman behind her.

“I am his Servant.” Rider said nonchalantly and the incensed woman. Her arm crossed as she stood against the sorceress, and one of the masters of the 5th Holy Grail War.

“Servant?” Rin’s mouth as opened wide by that stunning revelation. As she regained her senses, she narrowed her eyes with suspicion. She examined the leather dressed woman from her violet colored hair to her leather boots. “How can you be his Servant?! Aren’t you that loser Shinji’s Servant?”

“Um, well…” Shirou butted in as he scratched the back of his head. “He…”

“Isn’t my Master.” Rider finished, un-phased by Rin’s scrutiny. “So now, Shirou is my Master.”

“Hmph.” Rin glared at Rider. It all sounded wrong to her. “I know it’s possible for someone to give a Servant to someone else.” Rin eyed Saber as she said this. It was no secret that she wanted Saber as her Servant and not Archer, Though she would later admit that Archer was not a bad Servant. But that was an issue for another day. She returned her attention to Rider. “But I somehow doubt Shinji, or any Master would readily transfer a Servant to another mage.”

“It…” Shirou cut in again, and watched Rin’s attention point towards him. “Was because he dropped this book.” Shirou held up a book towards Rin. “I don’t know why but, when I grabbed this book, she… stopped following his orders.”

Rin glared at the book that Shirou held. She took a few steps towards him, and ripped the book out of his hands. She scanned the elaborate book cover, and the equally elaborate back. She rifled through the pages and noted the archaic language written on them. Her eyes widened as realization hit her. “You’re saying Shinji had this and Rider stopped following his orders when he dropped it?” She slammed the cover shut. “This simply confirms that Shinji wasn’t the Master in the first place.”

“I never said he was my True Master.” Rider answered. “Even though I had to follow his every command anyway.”

“Yes. This book basically allowed Shinji to become a Defacto Master, Controlling Rider as he pleased.” Rin frowned as she thought the implications. “The true Master gave Shinji his… or her duties.”

Shirou blinked surprised. “Geh. Are you saying, I took away Shinji’s Mastery over Rider?”

“Not quite.” Rin frown deepened as she dropped the book on the nearby coffee table. “If it was that easy, you could say I was her Master by simply holding this book.”

“Which you are not.” Rider affirmed.

“Yes.” Rin crossed her arms and stared at the other occupants of the room. “The True Master used a Command Spell in order for her to be Shinji’s Servant. This book was created as a means to control her.”

“You can do that?” Shirou looked at the Command Spells on his arm.

“By using a Command Spell, the Servant is compelled to follow it no matter what,” Rin berated Shirou about information that he should already have known. “If the Master decided that someone else should take over her duties, all she needed to do was use a Command Spell to pass it to someone else.”

“But then, what’s the book for?” Shirou wondered as he picked it up.

“Control. Just because the Master used a Command Spell to give up her duties to an idiot like Shinji,” Rin coughed into her fist, “Doesn’t mean the Servant will automatically follow the Defacto Master’s commands. This book, the Book of the False Attendant, acts as a provisionary Command Spell. Unlike a true Command Spell, it has its limits. Though if he loses it, or it gets burned, he could simply get the True Master to make him a new one.”

“So that means Shinji should still be her Master…uh, Defacto Master,” Shirou held the book in front of him, and looked at Rider. Rider in turn looked at him, anxiously. At least, that was what Shirou assumed given that her eyes were still covered. “Wait, you said if Shinji lost the book…”

“All he needed to do was go back to the True Master to get a new one. Essentially, the book is useless to anyone but him.”

Saber shot her head towards Rider. Her instincts were right. She knew something was off when she ‘followed’ them back.

That same issue further confused Shirou. It was obvious that the book was not as important as he thought it was, Which did not answer the question that was on his mind. “But then, why did she follow us home… and why is she calling me her Master?”

“I don’t know.” Rin’s eyes narrowed. “Maybe you should ask her real Master.” She turned the woman sitting couch near them.

“Real Master? What do you mean?” Shirou was confused by Rin’s assertion… or the reason why she was staring at Sakura. Realization hit Shirou like a ton of bricks. “Wait, no, you don’t mean…”

Sakura twiddled with her thumbs which were resting on her lap. “It’s true.” She showed her arm, indication that she had the Command Spells as sign that she was the Master. One of the Command Spells had already been used.

“No way…” Shirou’s mouth opened wide in shock. He had no clue Sakura could have a Master. “But then… that means…”

“I didn’t want to fight.” Sakura shifted her downcast eyes. “Especially when I heard that you were going to take part in it.”

Shirou’s mouthed Sakura’s last statement to himself. He could not believe that she was even involved in the Holy Grail War. “So you gave Rider to Shinji?”

“And I’d say a bad choice as well.” Rin looked down at Sakura. “But Rider should still be considered Shinji’s Servant. Unless…” Rin became quiet as she thought what this meant.

Sakura was quiet for a bit. Before she answered in Rin’s place. “Shinji… passed away. That’s how I regained control over her.”

Shirou could not believe what he was hearing. “Wait, he… he’s dead? But I didn’t… he…”

“Must’ve happened sometime after we left.” Saber surmised as she eyed the window. “Might have been an accident.”

“Hmph.” Rin sounded annoyed. While she was not pleased that someone died in the war, at the same time, she was finding it hard to feel any sympathy to a man that almost sent most of her classmates to the grave. “Well, I’m sorry for your lose Sakura…” Rin lied.

“It’s okay Tosaka. I…” Sakura bit the tip of her thumb. “I’ll manage. I, also don’t want to see anymore of my friends hurt in the process.”

Shirou grit his teeth. Shirou still considered Shinji his friend even after the school incident. Even though he does decide that he’d kill Shinji if he did not stop things. “Sakura…”

“We can mourn him later.” Rin chided. “This is war. People die.” She stared at Shirou intently. “Until this war ends, more people’s lives are at risk. Or did you forget what Shinji tried to do to our school in the first place?” She then turned to leather wearing Servant. “Besides… we still have another issue here.”

Sakura turned her head away from Rin. “If I knew he would have attacked the school, and… and senpai, I would not have given her to him.” She turned towards Shirou and brightly smiled. “Which is why, I’m giving Rider to Shirou!”

“Eh?” Shirou scratched the back of his head nervously. On one hand, he was glad that Sakura was not directly involved with the fight. On the other hand, he already has a Servant.

Rin decided to bring up that little issue. “Shirou already has a Servant. And there is a reason why people only have one servant. Few people, no… NO ONE can control two servants at once. In order for each Servant’s power to be fully engaged, it requires a powerful Master that they are connected to.” She shot her head towards Shirou. “It’s bad enough he’s a Master of one. And I use that term lightly.”

The orange haired man grit his teeth as he felt a stab to his pride. Though he could admit, Rin was absolutely right. “I’m not a very good Master. While I’m dedicated to making sure there will never be a war again, I… maybe we could find someone who…”

“But Shirou, with two Servants, you would be safe from any harm that might come your way.” Sakura pleaded as him.

“But, I don’t care about my safe…” Shirou started, but saw the distress building up in Sakura’s eyes. “I mean, I have Saber. She, she has done well in protecting me! Heheh…”

“And offensively, two is better than one.” Sakura smiled lightly at him.

“…that is true.” Shirou conceded. But as he stared back at a glaring Saber, his resolve returned. “It’s hard enough with Saber as my Servant. As Tosaka said, each Servant is connected to their Master in some way. It’s where they draw their power in this world. I can’t… there’s no way I could handle two.” Shirou in fact did not even know how to lend Saber more of the Prana that she needed. He could not imagine what it would be like with two.

“That’s a not a problem.” Sakura smiled. “She can get more Prana from me.”

“Oh.” Shirou did not think of that. Sakura would still be her Master. “But um…”

“That doesn’t mean he should have two Servants.” Saber walked up to Sakura. “If you really wanted to not fight this war, than surrender.” Saber eyed Shirou. “Right Shirou?”

“Ah.” Shirou nodded emphatically. “Of course. You should surrender. Heheh.” Shirou laughed at himself at such a simple answer to her not getting involved. “Just go to the Kotohime Church and…”

“I’m sorry, I can’t do that.” Sakura cut in.

“What?” Shirou’s smile faded.

“I already commanded Rider to be your Master.” Sakura brightly smiled. “She will no longer respond to me now.”

“Gah!” Shirou mouth remained wide open. “But that doesn’t mean that…”

“I no longer have control over Rider. So I can’t do anything anyways.” Sakura replied, unfazed by the reaction the people around her were giving her.

Rin narrowed her eyes. She watched Sakura with great suspicion. “That can’t be… that doesn‘t mean you still can‘t sur…”

Rider walked up to Shirou. “What are your orders Master?”

“Um, eh…” Shirou stuttered out. “Make lunch?”

“Alright.” Rider flew out of the room and headed towards the kitchen.

Rin’s eyebrow was beginning to twitch. “Make lunch?”

“I um…” Shirou bashfully said. “Was hungry?”

Saber’s attention followed to where Rider went. She was far from pleased over this situation.

Later…

~Shirou’s Bedroom~

“This was an interesting day to say the least.” Shirou collapsed on his one mat futon.

Taiga/Fuji-nee was still in the hospital so Sakura did the dinner arrangements. It was probably the most tense dinner he had since the Holy Grail War started. Sitting between Saber and Rider certainly had a chilling effect for the mood. It did not help matters that Rin refused to look at him or anyone else in the room.

The only one that appeared to be all smiles was Sakura. She appeared to be a ray of sunshine in a frigid tundra.

After dinner was no better. After Sakura left, Rider following Shirou’s every move. While Saber, who normally would be practicing at that hour, kept a watchful eye on Rider, making sure she did not try to pull anything suspicious against Shirou.

It took an hour of convincing that Saber did not need to be present in his room all night in order to prevent Rider from assassinating him. While it might have been the case if Shinji was still the Defacto Master, with him in control, at least he assumed to be in control, there should not be a problem. Saber was not readily convinced, but agreed to return to her quarters instead.

Besides, if she did enter his room, he could simply order her out.

Shirou’s closed his eyelids for a moment when he thought he heard a thump above him. He opened them slightly for a bit, and noticed a familiar woman on the ceiling. His eyes shot open as he immediately recognized who it was.

Rider floated down from the ceiling and landed directly on top of him.

Her face was so close to Shirou’s that he could smell a distinct smell on her. Flowery in nature. Roses maybe? He was not sure where it could have come from. Either her soap or her shampoo. He was not sure which. Of course, in Shirou’s mind, this was not important.

What was important was the fact that she was on top of him, pinning him down.

“Um, Rider, could you leave?” Shirou weakly said at the much stronger woman that was on top of him.

“Not until I get what I need.” Rider responded.

“But but… I’m your Master right?” Shirou said nervously.

“I won’t leave until I get what I need.” Rider reiterated. “You are my Master. But that doesn’t mean I have to follow every order you give me.”

“What are you doing?” Shirou asked nervously. He had one eye on the door, and one eye on Rider for fear that Saber might come rushing in. He would have a very hard time explaining the situation to her.

Rider leaned down and whispered into his ear. “I need Prana.”

“Um, what?” Shirou asked, confused about Rider’s statement.

“I need Prana.” Rider reiterated. “And as my Master, it is your job to provide it.”

“But I’m um…” Shirou tried to move his arms, but both of them were pinned down by Rider’s. “Isn’t Sakura supposed to offer her Prana?”

“Sakura is not here.” Rider noted. “So the only one that can provide Prana is you.”

Shirou blinked at Rider’s response. “Oh um…” He was under the assumption that Sakura would do this. Not him. “But, I… I don’t know how I could give Saber more Prana. How could I give you more?”

“You’re really naïve about all this aren’t you?” Rider cocked her head. “For a novice sorcerer like yourself, the quickest way to transfer Prana is sex.”

“…what?” Shirou was not sure he heard Rider correctly. “I thought you said…”

“Sex.” Rider reiterated. “It’s a direct connection to the Master.” She took a hand off his left arm, and caressed Shirou’s face.

“But, but but… I haven’t…” Shirou gulped as she leaned in closer. “I, I haven’t done it yet…”

“I’m not surprised.” Rider replied. Though her eyes were still covered, Shirou felt her looking at him with great scrutiny. “If you were experienced, Saber would be much stronger now.”

Shirou felt his pride take another hit by Rider’s assertion, Even though it was the complete truth. Though even if he was a bit more experienced on the matter, he was not sure he would have done it with her. Rider did mention that was a way a novice could transfer Prana. He assumed there was another way Prana could be transferred if he was a better sorcerer.

Shirou mouthed a bit before he spoke. “Well, I… um…”

Rider interrupted him with a soft tender kiss.

It was the first time Shirou had been kissed this way. The softness of it surprised him. It was not electric like he had read in manga, but it was still quite nice. Especially from a woman that tried to kill him the day before.

One thing the kiss did do was make his cock harder.

Rider broke the kiss as she felt Shirou’s dick harden under her. She leaned back a little and a smile appeared on her face as she licked her lips. “Let me show you how to transfer Prana.” Rider crawled back to where Shriou’s pants were, all the while her hands explored the area of his chest. She brought her hands to his pants and unzipped the area around the crotch, freeing the underwear that was now tented up. Rider lightly tapped the top of his underwear covered cock with a grin. “So big already Master. All from just a simple little kiss?”

“Ah, um… that was, my first too… and I, never expected…” Shirou responded weakly as his face turned red. He noticed that Rider uncovering it. “Ah…”

Rider looked at his cock with curiosity. She licked the tip as she wrapped her hand around it. Seemingly satisfied, Rider wrapped her lips around his cock and went down.

“Ah.” Shirou groaned as a new sensation coursed through him. He could feel her tongue lubricating him as she continued to bob up and down. “Ah, this is… it’s so good.”

As Shirou said this, Rider moved faster and faster.

Shirou continued to groan. “I’m close. I’m… I’m going to… Rider I’m… cum!”

Rider did not slow down. Instead, she sped up the slurping sound increased in rhythm.

“Ah… ah…” Shirou tried to hold it as long as he could. “Rider!”

Instead of removing her mouth, Rider kept it wrapped around Shirou’s cock as he erupted in her mouth.

Shirou continued to pant as his cock started to become limp. He looked at Rider concerned as she did not remove her mouth when he came. “Rider…”

Rider opened her mouth as a bit of cum dripped from her lips. She liked her lips and swallowed.

“Gah.” Shirou’s eyes widened. “You, did you…”

Rider began licking the last of his cum around his dick as a mischievous smile appeared on her. “What kind of Servant I would be if I didn’t swallow?”

“But but…” Shirou muttered out as he found himself at a loss for words. “I uh…”

Rider put a finger to Shirou’s mouth. “We’re not done yet.” Rider sat up over Shirou’s crotch area.

“Wha… wha… what?” Shirou stuttered out as he tried to recover from his first blowjob. “But that, wasn’t, enough?”

“I need more Prana.” Rider brought her hands down to Shirou’s chest and ran her hands her his shirt. Her hands roamed Shirou’s chest.

“Uh… uh…” Shirou groaned slightly as he felt her hands exploring his chest. “I don’t think…”

Rider reached behind her and slowly unzipped her dress. Her loosened around her bust area, though it was still clung to them. She solved that issue by putting a hand cusp of her dress and pulled them down, freeing her breasts for Shirou.

“Ah.” Shirou was at a loss for words when Rider took one of his hands and placed it on her breast.

As Shirou’s attention was diverted to her chest, Rider’s moved her hands down to the hem of her dress. “Don’t just let them rest there Shirou.”

“Ah.” Shirou awkwardly said, his face bright red. He began to kneed her breast and made circles around her areola. Shirou was not sure if this pleased her or not, until a soft moan left Rider’s lips.


“Ah.” Shirou awkwardly said.[,] His face bright red. He began to kneed [knead] her breast and made circles around her areola. Shirou was not sure if this [it] pleased her or not, until a soft moan left Rider’s lips.

Rider moved her hips from side to side over Shirou’s still exposed crotch. Shirou felt something odd when Rider rode up the bottom of her dress. Shirou mouthed in shock at what she was wearing, or not wearing. Shirou felt his cock harden again as it hit Rider’s moistness.

Rider grinned. She was getting the reaction she had hoped. She brought him off the bed and towards her. Rider kissed him, licking the base of his lips before her tongue demanded entry. Shirou closed his eyes as he allowed the kiss to overwhelm him. His hands dropped to Rider’s back, and brought her closer to him.

As the kiss deepened, Rider brought her hand to his cock and gently guided it to her wet, swollen lips.

“MmmmMmmm.”

Rider broke the kiss as she looked down at where they became one. She dropped her head back and let out a light moan as she slowly grinded him.

Shirou kissed her necked, and down to the top of her breast. Shirou could feel her heat as he began to thrust into her. His cock filled her insides, the amount of resistance he faced surprised him. He was amazed by how tight she was, and this turned him on even more. “Rider…”

“Faster, Master.” Rider began to pant faster. A wet sloshing sound quickly following the pace of his thrusting increased.

Shriou kissed the tip of her tit as his gasping became faster. His hold on her tightened as he desperately wanted her near him as he felt himself get close to his climax.

Rider’s panting increased. “Master… I’m… I’m close. Master… Shirou… now!”

Shirou cried out as let the load that was building in him go. He moaned out as he sent his warmth into Rider before collapsing to the newly soaked bed.

Rider followed as she climaxed, and she continued panted [as she collapsed on top of Shirou. Both clearly exhausted, the two of them shared a kiss with each other before Shirou’s consciousness waned.

“Rider…” Shirou quietly said to the eye covered woman, before Rider put a finger to his lips.

“Save it for tomorrow.” Rider said with a satisfied smile. She snuggled close to him as Shirou began his slumber.

“Shirou! What is it Shirou?” A loud voice spoke beyond the door.

“Hmph?” Rider was jolted to consciousness by the sudden intrusion.

Loud banging sound pounded the door, before a massive hole was blown though it. The door slide wide open, revealing an incensed blonde woman in a metal reinforced dress. The intruder was panting when her eyes met the scene in front of her.

The half naked Rider cocked her head at the new intruder.

Saber huffing increased as her eyes seemed to grow. She let out a roar that shook the entire residence. “GRRRRRRRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

The Next Day…

~Living Room~

Rider adjusted her new glasses as Shirou entered the room.

“Um, wow.” Shirou eyed Rider in wonder by her new look. “You… your eye covering…”

“Thanks to Tosaka, I no longer need to wear my eye covering.” Rider smiled before she continued. “Without turning you to stone.” Rider smirked at her last comment. “Besides, there’s only one part of you I want hard.”

“So, does that mean when you, when we…” Shirou nervously looked around as Saber glared daggers at him. “You couldn’t see when we…”

“Did it matter?” Rider smiled at him. “It felt good didn’t it?”

“Heheh.” Shirou nervously said as he caught Saber’s reaction. He was not sure what happened after he fell into a deep sleep, but he was sure it was not pretty. Saber’s expression made him feel like a metal slab was crushing him at the moment. “Um, I… should go get ready for school.” Shirou rushed out of the room.

“Odd.” Rider tapped her chin. “Isn’t school still out due to the incident a few days ago?”

When Shirou left the room, Saber spoke up. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Rider turned to the blonde woman next to her. “I just wanted to show Shirou how to transfer Prana.”

Saber brought out her invisible sword and brought it close to Rider’s neck. “Liar! It takes more than just, just, j…j…jamming it in to transfer Prana.”

“True.” Rider winked at Saber. “But he doesn’t know that. Besides, I just want to be… close to my future Master.”

“Future, what do you mean…” Saber suddenly had a realization. As she recalled the time when Sakura proclaimed that Rider was Shirou’s master…

She still had two Command Spells left.

If the first Command Spell was used to make Shinji the Master, and with his death, returned the Master’s duty to Sakura…

Rider brought her face closer to Saber. “It’s true that a Master could realistically only control one Servant. Now suppose the time comes with Shirou has to choose. Which one do you think he would choose?”

Saber’s eyes narrowed at the implication. She gripped her sword even tighter.

Rider brought her hand towards Saber’s arms and brought it down. “Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m doing this for Sakura’s benefit. She didn’t want to fight in this war. You could say I’m killing two birds with one stone.” A smile appeared on her face. “Though if you want to get closer to Shirou, I’d suggest you do it soon.” Rider licked her lips as she headed to the door.

Saber watched the fellow Servant back, gritting her teeth in order to contain her growing rage.

----------Story Complete

Simsational here. This was my first attempt at a lemon fic contest entry. And it was rushed. Meaning, it has a LOT of flaws. Besides the un-hot lemon scene, I also didn't like the beginning that much. Not to mention the numerous grammar mistakes I’m sure I’ve made. Story idea itself might have been fine. But I would be lying if I told you that I thought this story would win anything in TMLC2. And it didn't. Though it did get 3 votes in it.

I plan to rewrite it one of these days. Improve it, and actually make it a story worth mentioning. But, that day is not today. And so, this is the uncut, unedited, and unpolished fic here. XD