Passionate.
This was Alvin's initial impression.
Never had he experienced such an intense pursuit.
Like a sudden storm of wind and rain.
She fiercely pushed him down onto the bed, pressing herself against him.
Soft lips touched each other, passionately intertwining with a slight tremor.
No tenderness whatsoever.
Rather, it was like... the onslaught of a battering ram.
...She launched an assault, with unquestionable strength, forcibly breaking through her own defenses.
It seemed like a struggle.
Temperature.
Breath.
Ardor.
In the fierce kiss, the liquid, both bitter and sweet, exchanged slowly as the heat transmitted, revealing a faint taste of sweetness.
...Blood.
...It was the sweet savor of blood.
As if emotions, suppressed and deep-seated for too long, were finally unleashed violently, transforming into surging and overturning tides.
The force of her kisses was so powerful, as if she wanted to completely melt and suffocate together.
To the point where their lips were so forcefully pressed together that they were bitten, and a faint, bloody sweetness floated from them.
Her lips, tasting of blood, showed no signs of stopping.
It was as if a parched land was receiving a refreshing rain, thirstily drinking it in.
She passionately kissed him, intensely, as if she forgot herself, sucking on him as if attempting to greedily consume his blood.
...Blood.
The dragon's blood roared.
The heart beat like a drum.
Within the body, it seemed like a powerful, almost heavenly pleasure was emerging.
Wanting it just like that...
To defile her...
Wanting it like that, violently! Intensely! Ruthlessly...
To insult her! Ensnare her! Corrupt her! Possess her!
Just thinking of such scenes.
A feeling, akin to shaking one's very soul, of ultimate pleasure surged within.
The overwhelming desire assaulted Alvin's mind, the stacked whispers resembling the cries of demons.
Temptation, desire, pleasure, malevolence...
Everything, including the other's incredibly persistent attitude, incessantly urged him on, shoved him, expelled him, seduced him, wanting him to hurry up and...
...Completely... dominate her.
Those temptations, those whispers.
That pleasure, those roars.
Silver-haired and green-eyed, Alvin lowered his eyelids, his ash-gray eyes seemingly immersed in all the compassion in the world... he undoubtedly felt sorrow, yet to all those urgencies, he turned a deaf ear.
The intoxicating kiss finally separated...
The crystalline moonlight shone brightly in the sky.
The charm in the azure eyes twinkled, impossible to decipher.
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Fate/Ultimate Antagonist
FanfictionGetting Isekai'd to another world is indeed awesome, especially embarking on an adventure as a hero to defeat the Demon King, who turns out to be a woman, and making her part of your harem. It is truly the dream of millions of people hoping to be Is...
