The 12th Fatui Harbinger

Comparisons (M)

*WARNING* Explicit content. Degenerate forces ahead. 

Shidare had warned her before that she could go into potential heat if she absolutely hit rock bottom in her energy levels. If that happened, he warned that she would probably go crazy and sleep with the nearest person around. Yuria guessed this is what had happened to her mother in her dream when she desperately screwed that random stranger. While she knew that Shidare had her bests interests in mind, Yuria couldn't help but get annoyed with him. She was perfectly fine taking care of herself! There was no need to lock her up with her ex on drugs.  

"Eat your damn food." Shidare had muttered passive aggressively before he left.

Time started to flow again normally in the little bedroom. Ayato blinked his tears away. The last thing he had heard Yuria say was that nothing was impossible if he tried hard enough. All of a sudden, his worst nightmare seemed so silly. Maybe he really did have one more chance to be the man beside her at the altar.

To Yuria's surprise, a deep pang between her legs almost knocked her off her feet when Ayato unfroze. Yuria hated it when Shidare was right. Despite the incoming heat, the thought of Ayato touching her sexually made her uncomfortable. There seemed to be a mental block in her head, and she had no idea why. Suddenly Childe's words rang into her head. "But I want you to know... even the Tsaritsa doesn't expect you to sell your body for her cause. Your body isn't mine, or hers. It's yours." Yuria was a perfectionist and absolute strategist. Technically speaking, this would be killing two birds with one stone. Yuria needed the energy, and this would help cement her hold over Ayato and allow her to begin infiltrating the Yashiro commission. But the man who ironically reminded her that her body was more than just a tool kept circling in her head. Was her little crush on Childe seriously preventing her from seizing such a great opportunity? Before she could answer these questions, a final jolt struck, and all coherent thoughts jumped out the window. All Yuria needed was sex. And the closest man in proximity was... Kamisato Ayato. Yuria didn't even remember all the hesitation she had about sleeping with him. In that moment, all she needed was for his dick to be inside her. 

Ayato froze as he took a breath of air. The scent in the air was even stronger than before. The smell of cherry blossoms mixed in with the dangerous smell of alcohol closed in on his senses, making Ayato feel like he was already drunk. Before he could warn Yuria to get away from him, she threw herself into his arms and gave him a passionate kiss on the lips. She pulled back a few inches, looking up at him seductively through her half-lidded eyes. Ayato was surprised at the sudden change in her attitude. He knew that look on her face. This was consent-- loud and clear. He gave her another chaste peck on her forehead. "Just to be clear, you little minx. You seduced me first." He said jokingly. Ayato wasn't sure if the aphrodisiac somehow hit her later, but Yuria suddenly seemed like a different person. Her crystal blue eyes were hungrily staring at his hard-on. Ayato grabbed her hand and put it on top of his growing dick. "If we start this, there's no going back." He warned. 

Yuria gave his hard on a rough squeeze before her arms wrapped around his neck, pushing her breasts into his chest. She leaned up to give him a playful bite on that sensitive spot behind his nape. "I know." She whispered into his ear, sending shivers down his spine. Yuria began desperately fumbling with the zipper of his pants. The heat was here and she needed his dick inside her. Now. 

But Ayato gently stopped her. "Let me pleasure you tonight." Ayato assumed that she was trying to give him a blow job. The sex they had when they were together revolved around him. More than anything, Ayato wanted to show Yuria that he was a changed man. He was no longer the boy who only chased after his own orgasm. Ayato would spend tonight bringing her nothing but pleasure-- He was going to take it slow and give her lots of foreplay, only to finally passionately make love to her.