You know my heart like the birds know the sky. / Michiru x Shirou / BNA

Part II.

She opened her eyes, and held a long eye contact with him. They just admired each other's features. Shirou's eyes looked so deep, like if they were consuming her soul. Michiru's eyes looked like a couple of suns to him, so bright and pretty, like if they were calling him with an intense warmth. Michiru blinked, cocking her head to the side slightly, so she took her chances and leaned in to kiss him. Shirou's ears perked up in surprise, and he felt how the blood heated up his cheeks. Yet he felt like if Michiru's lips dragged him, so he closed his eyes, and kissed her back. It was so wholesome, none of them wanted to pull back, just feel each other's warmth and wet unique textures. Until they had no option but to catch their breaths. They gasped for air, but couldn't stop looking at each other, there was no embarrassment... just, ...trust. Michiru hugged Shirou's neck out of a sudden, digging her nose in his fur, making him lay on his back and for her to be on top. She pulled back and looked at him again, smiling softly. He kissed her, hungry for more of her, for all of her, her skin, her hair, her beautiful eyes, her scent, her kind heart, her stubborn head, bust most importantly, just her. He didn't notice he had started biting her lips, of course he didn't cut, but he had made her shocked. Yet she kissed back, and bit him herself after a few minutes, closing her eyes. 

It came to the point they both got loose, both their tongues fought for dominance. Shirou placed his hands on her hips hesitantly, but she seemed to like it, as she put one of her hands on his chest and the other on his arm. The sweet kisses of his made all her thoughts melt away, like if there were the only ones in the world, making the noise of the rain fade away, forgetting about everything. He leaned closer, this time her chest pressed against his. The two got surprised, they had never really touched each other's torso in such a way before. He frowned his face as he arose and sat, Michiru sat in the space in front of between his legs, as her legs went around his hips. She gently touched Shirou's cheek, but the two couldn't continue kissing. They pulled apart to breathe, Michiru rested her forehead against his shoulder, closing her eyes and breathing heavily. "Do you want this?" Shirou asked, he couldn't continue just kissing her, it was a torture, and she knew it too. Michiru bit her lip thinking. "No, I don't want this..." Shirou sighed. "I want you." She looked up to him, her eyes reflected her feelings towards him. His gaze softened as his  eyes met hers, she was something he never thought he'd ever have, happiness. 

Shirou turned into his human form, he wanted her to see him more gentle, he continued and slowly leaned in to kiss her again, hesitantly... this time it felt different, a storm of adrenaline and excitement ran through his body. He kissed her again, but rather than intense it was lovingly. The fire in both's hearts and bodies just screamed I love you. Shirou slid his hands under Michiru's hoodie, slowly raising it up to her shoulders, making her raise her arms for him to take it off. The shirt under made her figure stand out. He kissed her again as she undid the knot from his black sweatpants. He pulled up her shirt, revealing her bare skin, which made her shiver a little. He stopped kissing her mouth me moved down her chin, then down her neck. She gasped and pressed her eyes closed, placing her hands on his legs. Shirou kissed down her neck to her chest bone, then started kissing down her breasts, his kisses became softer, as he explored every inch of her skin with his hands. He continued kissing lovingly, he had wanted her for so long under his breath, and he would do his best to make her feel the same he was feeling. He was so thankful for her just being herself, she was such an amazing being, and she had trusted him enough to show him intimacy, which was something he was never going to throw away. He kissed up again, and kissed her mouth again, her lips tasted just like lavender honey, sweet and unique. Michiru grabbed the sides of his shirt, and started slowly pulling it up, forcing him to let her take it off. She placed her hand on his chest and pulled away from the kiss to look at it, her gaze softened. A couple of scars from Nirvasyl's massacre still marked his skin, she slid her hands through the edges of the scars, this is who he was, and she would love him no matter what features he might have. Shirou looked at her curiously, she seemed to admire those scars. The tanuki girl leaned to his chest, and kissed his scars, closing her eyes. He laid his hand on her uncovered back, as a gesture of thankfulness. She trailed up to his mouth, kissing him, with one or two bites in it. He picked her up and turned around, then pushed her slightly onto the bed, making her lay on her back. He kissed down her neck, chest, and stomach until he stopped by her shorts, he looked up to her, and she nodded. He gently bit the edge of it, then hesitantly pulled them down her legs as well as her panties. He slid down until he fully took them off, he tossed them aside and turned back to her, then continued kissing her ankle, trailing up her knee and then her inner thigh, he stopped, her tail covered herself shyly, he supported himself with his elbows, and used his hand to hesitantly uncover her, she uncovered herself too, so he got closer and breathed over her uncovered skin, he looked at her for a couple of seconds, she shivered to it. He then kissed her, making her put a hand over her mouth and arch her back. He closed his eyes and frowned, kissing deeply and making her press her eyes closed and hold back moans. Her skin was so soft, he almost wanted to bite, but he knew he had to be careful since she was so delicate there, so he continued kissing, her taste was like nothing he had tasted before, so sweet and rare.

He continued like that until he slowly stopped to take off his sweatpants, so he did, and turned back to her to continue, but she stopped him and made him sit. She sat in front of him, placing herself to be comfortable, and slid down his chest her hands. Stopping by his pelvis, she looked, and then she uncovered him, it didn't take much until she slid down his remaining clothes and tossed them away. She kissed and licked, making him groan loudly and then shut himself quiet. She teased like this for minutes, causing him to feel new things with each movement. She gently stopped, raising to kiss his mouth again, but he picked her up and switched places without letting her think, so he was above. Michiru stared surprised until he kissed her deeply and pressed his body against hers. He felt his body different, as the feeling of her breasts against his chest made him feel goosebumps. Michiru blushed as she felt his firm chest against her skin. Shirou pulled away, leaving a string of saliva hanging between the two. "Are you sure?" His voice was serious and straight. Michiru bit her lip. "Yes." She paused. "Just... be gentle." Shirou saw a glimpse of insecurity in her eyes, he didn't want for her to be unsure if she was doing the right thing. So he kissed her forehead, then her cheeks and ears, transmitting his love for her through every single touch. "Michiru." She looked at him. "I love you." The tanuki girl's jaw dropped slightly. She hugged Shirou. "I love you too, Shirou." Her voice broke slightly in happiness, her voice was soft. Shirou placed his left arm by her side, and the other under her lower back. He bit her ear softly, and kissed her cheek before he slowly pushed in. Michiru moaned in pain. Shirou stopped nervously, and waited for her to adjust. He kissed her mouth to distract her from the pain, as she felt his gentle lips touch hers, she relaxed and kissed back, so he tried again to push deeper. This time she reacted differently, her moan was softer. He pulled out slowly, and she hugged him with her legs. They repeated this until Michiru got used to it, Shirou understood she had never done this before, neither did he, but he knew it was physically more shocking to women. He was patient until Michiru spoke. "H-harder Shirou..." she shyly said, and he did as he asked. His pace was slightly faster, and he went deeper. He bared his teeth as he started feeling the warmth overcome him. 

He kissed her neck and thrusted deeper. She moaned as she scratched his back, her body overcame with pleasure and bliss. The two melted in clouds of vapor, love and sweat. He was so close he had to stop, they had to act responsibly. Michiru did come, but he pulled out before anything could turn out wrongly. She panted and crossed her legs while pressing them. Shirou bared his teeth as he rested his back against the wooden wall beside the bed. Michiru sighed and steadied her breath, she knew Shirou was probably flustered me frustrated that he was so close and had to stop. She blinked and smiled, getting closer to him and leaned to kiss him, biting and sucking his lips. She hesitantly slid down her right hand to his torso then his manhood. Her hands were so intense yet stimulating, making him moan and groan between the kisses. She made him come a couple of minutes later, yet she didn't care for her hands to get wet with it, he was warm and, the texture was so new to her, for as far weird it might sound, she'd love everything about him, physical or mental, it wasn't gross at all for her. They continued kissing for what felt like hours, scratching and touching, biting licking and grasping, loving.