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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Fate/stay_night_&_Related_Fandoms, Fate/stay_night_(Visual_Novel), Fate/
      stay_night_(Manga)
  Relationship:
      Matou_Sakura/Rider_(Fate/stay_night)
  Character:
      Matou_Sakura, Rider_(Fate/stay_night), Matou_Shinji
  Additional Tags:
      Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Some_OOC
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      Published: 2014-08-07 Words: 7296
****** Her Silent Protector ******
by RinLeonhart
Summary
     Sakura summons the courage to ask Rider a question. PWP. Oneshot.
Notes
     When I wrote this, some 10 odd years ago, I hadn't had the chance to
     play the visual novel, nor was Fate/Zero released. My knowledge was
     limited to the little I could find on the internet and the anime.
     Keeping that in mind, there is some OOC on Sakura's part. It was
     pointed out to me by a reviewer on a different website.
     *SPOILER*(Don't read any further if you haven't gotten far into the
     game/books/anime)
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     Sakura was raped on a regular basis at the Matou house, which I
     didn't know at the time of writing this story. With that in mind,
     yes, she's very out of character. I apologize for this. I would have
     to completely re-write this whole story in light of that information
     and quite frankly, I'm not overly interested in doing such a thing.
     So again, I apologize for the OOC on her part, otherwise I hope you
     enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fate/Stay Night or any of its characters.
Warning: This fic includes mature girl/girl themes. So… if you're under 18, go
baaaack! Or at least don't let mommy catch you. If you have a problem with
lesbians, I suggest you find something else to read.
Author's Note : This is my first PWP, oneshot and songfic all rolled into one.
And do you know how hard it is to write a PWP without using crude language?
Ugh. Anyway, the song is called "Erotica" by Razed In Black. Yes, I've had
enough reviewers tell me I have bad taste in music, but they loved the fic, so
read it and just don't look up the song, lol. I was thinking about the lack of
fanfiction in the Fate / Stay Night category while listening to it... and
well... you're reading it! I had some reservations about how to write Rider in
this one. In the TV series she's confident, sadistic and aggressive… But when I
picture her during a normal day at the Matou residence, I see her as a somewhat
shy, quiet individual in her black turtleneck and glasses. So my dilemma was
which side to write, so I tried to blend them a bit. The ending came out a bit
sappier than I originally intended.
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"Rider," Sakura whispered through her window, allowing the night air to carry
her words to where she knew the Servant was. Rider was always close; constantly
protecting her.
At night the moon bathed everything in an ethereal glow, making the yard look
like a sinister counterpart to the landscape during the day. Leaning out the
window, Sakura peered through the dim light trying to see any hint of purple.
She jerked back and swallowed a gasp as the Servant appeared without a sound in
front of her, kneeling on the window sill. She brought her face level with the
school girl's and bowed her head. Pulse racing, Sakura tried to compose
herself. It didn't matter if she knew what to expect, Rider always managed to
sneak up on her. She suspected that the Servant enjoyed it.
Sakura regarded her silently. Her long lavender hair fell past her shoulders,
trailing into the room. She'd always wanted to bury her fingers in that hair,
ever since she first saw the Servant. Even though she had tried, Sakura hadn't
managed to get Rider to wear something other than her usual fighting garb for
more than a few hours. Not that she minded the short dress or stockings, she
thought, eyes traveling over the kneeling form in front of her.
"You came," Sakura commented quietly. She hated the timid voice that came from
her mouth. She always wished she could speak her mind more often, be more like
Rin. Whenever she tried, her shyness reasserted itself and prevented the
attempt.
Rider didn't reply. She never did. Her silent protector until the end.
"Why?" Sakura murmured.
The taller woman hesitated, turning her face up to look at Sakura. She wished
she could take off Rider's eye covering. She'd told her once that it was called
a Gorgon Breaker. She explained that if Sakura were to see her eyes without any
hindrance, her gaze would kill her. Sakura's response to that was a pair of her
old glasses. She insisted that Rider try it until the Servant finally gave in.
It had been the only time Sakura could say that the deadly Servant argued
against her order. She was so worried that it wouldn't work, that she'd
inadvertently kill the innocent school girl. In the end it was successful,
Sakura's suspicions had been correct. So long as Rider kept something between
her eyes and the person she was looking at, they were safe.
"Because you're my Master," she replied finally. The low sound of her voice
made Sakura shiver. A corner of Rider's mouth quirked upwards when she noticed
the reaction. The young woman opened her mouth to speak, but her Servant
continued. "That boy," she spat, "may hold the Command Seals, but he could
never be my Master. I know who summoned me."
Sakura blinked and gazed at her interestedly. Up until now, she had skirted
around talking to Rider about the summoning. She had obviously figured out that
Shinji, a boy with no magical powers, could never have successfully summoned a
Servant. Sakura was meant to be Rider's magi, but the ceremony was interrupted
when Shinji had snuck in and stole the Command Seals causing the summoning to
finish incompletely. A bond hadn't been able to form between Master and
Servant, causing the Servant to have no mana resources to speak of. It was her
fault Rider was not able to fight as she should. Despite everything, Rider held
no grudge in her voice as she spoke of the incident.
"Come in," Sakura invited, stepping away from the window to pick up something
off of her dresser and hid it behind her back. The Servant gracefully stepped
off the sill and straightened up to her full height in the room, her attention
on the small girl.
"Here," the young woman whispered and handed Rider her small pair of glasses.
Rider understood the unspoken command and replaced her Gorgon Breaker with the
glasses, making sure to keep her eyes squeezed tightly shut during the
transition. She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the change and noticed Sakura
staring at her. Rider raised an eyebrow at the girl, smirking as she flushed
and looked away.
Sakura swallowed hard. It was always difficult keeping her thoughts straight
when she was around the Servant. Rider didn't seem to realize she was doing it,
but she exuded sexual appeal. And those eyes… She'd never met anyone with
square irises and had always wanted a chance to study them, but never asked.
She cleared her throat as an excuse to buy time to think.
Rider took a step towards her, bringing their bodies only inches apart. By
willpower alone, Rider forced herself to stop and wait. Sakura had a purity
about her… an innocent determination that the Servant found intoxicating. She
knew the girl wanted her, she could smell it every time she came near her and
it was steadily driving her out of her mind. Sakura looked up when Rider moved,
her expression much like a deer caught in headlights.
I'll seduce you in a trance…
Sakura couldn't breathe. Gazing into Rider's lavender eyes, her world crumbled.
She couldn't force her brain to make her mouth move, so she simply stared as
Rider brought a hand up and tucked a piece of Sakura's hair behind her ear,
marveling at the soft texture. She ran her a finger down the girl's jaw and
stroked her cheek with her thumb. Sakura was so…clean. She felt as if by
touching her alone, she was sullying her innocence.
Something broke inside of Sakura's mind and she mentally screamed for an excuse
to back away. Rider had no idea of the effect she had on her, she thought as
she felt her heart hammering in her chest. She tore her eyes away from the
taller woman's tempting gaze and spotted the Gorgon Breaker in her hand. Glad
for a reason, any reason to change the subject, she reached for the item in the
Servant's grasp. Before Sakura could get her hands on it, Rider pulled it back
tauntingly. Sakura pouted and reached for it again, but Rider grabbed her wrist
and twisted her around. Too quick to protest, the Servant wrapped an arm around
her waist and pulled her close. Sakura gasped as she felt the warm presence at
her back and blushed hotly when Rider rubbed the side of her face in Sakura's
hair, closing her eyes like a cat.
If I take you from behind…
Unconsciously, the hand around her waist slipped under the girl's pajama top
and began tracing patterns on the soft skin of her stomach. Sakura's tensed,
whimpering at the slight contact. Though she'd never been touched before,
Sakura wasn't entirely naïve… all thought evacuated from her mind at the
feeling of Rider's warm tongue dipping into her ear. Without thinking about it,
she tilted her head to give the Servant better access. Rider smiled and
continued her sensual assault with her tongue, taking her earlobe into her
mouth and sucking it gently as she drove all other thought from the school
girl's brain.
Push myself into your mind…
A low moan trickled from her lips as she felt Rider's fingertips slip under the
top of her pajama pants teasingly, only to come back out and slide down the
front of her pants. She wrapped her other arm across Sakura's chest, pulling
her back against her body as she squirmed. A distracting throb had started
between Sakura's legs and only seemed to intensify to an ache the farther down
Rider's hand went. Lowering her head, lavender hair spilling over her shoulder,
Rider fastened her mouth onto Sakura's neck and slowly began to suck, causing
the girl's eyes to close in rapture. Sakura moaned and bucked her hips into her
Servant's hand as she cupped her center, gently running her fingertips over the
area and sending tingles through her entire body.
When you least expect it…
Abruptly, the Servant released Sakura and moved away. The girl whimpered at the
loss of warmth and whirled around, only to be roughly shoved down onto her bed.
She cried out when she fell, more out of reflex than pain, and looked up at her
fearfully. She was reminded of the fact that the Servant could easily kill her
in the span of a heartbeat and realized that it made her pulse speed up from
something other than fear.
Rider trembled at the sight of Sakura draped across the bed with her hair
splayed across her pillow, her cheeks flushed from arousal, fear in her wide
eyes, her innocence as fragile as glass. She moved slowly, to keep from
frightening her Master into running away, and climbed onto the bed on all fours
above the younger woman. She lowered her face down to Sakura so that their
mouths were an inch from each other's and waited patiently, the other woman's
breath tickling her lips.
Will you try and reject it…
Sakura froze, unsure of why the taller woman stopped. She looked at her
questioningly before the understanding dawned in her eyes. Rider was giving her
a choice. The fact that she had a choice made the choice easy, she thought as
she surged upwards and clumsily pressed her lips to her Servant's mouth,
sliding her arms around the other woman's neck as her fingers tangled
themselves in her long hair to pull her closer. Rider smirked at the girl's
enthusiasm and lowered herself onto the bed next to Sakura's body, shifting a
leg between the shorter woman's legs and pressing it against her center. Sakura
arched upwards as sparks flew behind her eyelids at the sensation and felt
Rider's tongue slip through her lips while she was distracted. The Servant
teasingly caressed her Master's tongue with her own, coaxing it farther out
until Sakura grew tired of the game and hungrily kissed her back, tongue
surging into the older woman's mouth. She felt Rider purr against her mouth
when she ran her fingers through her hair and decided that she liked the sound
as she unconsciously started a slow grind against the thigh pressed between her
legs.
If I'm in charge and treat you like a child…
Rider arched her back as she felt nimble fingers run down her spine, just a
slight caress that she could barely feel through her clothing that made it all
the more tantalizing. She moved her hand to the younger girl's chest and pushed
her back into the bed as she sat up, effectively pulling Sakura away from her
mouth. The desire lidded in her normally innocent eyes was nearly enough to
make the Servant moan. Sakura felt the bed shift as Rider repositioned her
legs, straddling the girl's hips and she lowered herself down to dip her tongue
into the hollow of her throat. Sakura tried to arch up into the touch, but
Rider's strong hand on her chest prevented the movement. She could feel her
Servant's other hand slide up her body and begin to work on the buttons on her
shirt. Sakura bit her lip, a flash of uneasiness in her mind. She didn't have
enough time to think about it before Rider completed her task and slid open her
shirt. The taller woman sat up and drank in the view, feeling the ache between
her legs intensify when Sakura blushed and looked to the side. She ran her
fingertips up the girl's stomach, transfixed by the perfect skin and slid
further up to cup her breasts. Not wearing a bra to bed had its finer points,
Sakura thought as she let out a gasp when Rider flicked her thumb over her
nipples. She took a chance and looked back at the Servant, finding her intense
gaze on her. Sakura swallowed hard as Rider broke the stare as her head
descended, hair falling all around her. She cried out at the warm feeling of
her Servant's mouth on her breast, sucking her nipple into her mouth. When she
felt Sakura shudder against her as she raked her teeth across the little nub,
Rider's patience cracked.
Will you let yourself go wild…
With a growl, Rider let go of the girl's breast and sat back up, rolling off
the bed in one fluid motion. She tugged her arm sleeves off violently and
kicked off her boots, trying to rid herself of all of her clothing. Sakura
watched, fascinated, as Rider revealed more of her skin in the moonlight.
Feeling as if someone took control of her body, she stood up and stepped toward
Rider sliding to her knees in front of the Servant, looking up the long line of
her body and into the widening lavender eyes. Rider had to force herself to
breathe as she looked down into the innocent eyes of her Master between her
legs. She doesn't look so innocent no- ohhhh, GOD! Rider's eyes rolled back in
her head when she felt Sakura's fingers at the top of her stockings, her tongue
trailing down the inside of her thigh as her hands brought them down her legs.
Functioning out of reflex, she stepped out of the clothing and Sakura stood up,
gazing into her eyes as she did. Rider never looked away as she reached down
her side and slid down her zipper, instantly making the dress looser around her
figure. Sakura nervously held out a shaking hand to grasp the top of the dress,
her eyes flicking downward. She licked her lips apprehensively, making Rider's
pulse race without meaning to, and slowly slid the dress down until it fell off
the tall woman's body. She gazed in wonder at her Servants breasts, reaching
out slowly to touch the soft skin. Rider's body jerked at the touch and her
breathing sped up, now obvious to Sakura's gaze. She glanced up at the older
woman's face and then back down at the heaving bosom before making up her mind.
Sakura bent her head and licked a long line from her collarbone to her nipple,
hands coming up to cup her breasts as her mouth worked. Unsure of exactly what
to do, Sakura took her time and covered the entire area with kisses and flicks
of her tongue before drawing her nipple into her mouth, consciously mimicking
what Rider did to her earlier. When she let go, her teeth grazed the sensitive
skin by accident and she noticed Rider shudder, closing her eyes.
Let my mouth go where it wants to…
Testing her theory, Sakura gently bit her nipple and rolled her eyes up to see
her Servant's reaction. The result was astronomical. Rider threw her head back
as a moan tore from her lips, her hands instinctively burying themselves in
Sakura's hair to hold her head in place. Sakura enjoyed the pleasurable feeling
of her fingers in her hair, but grabbed her Servant's wrists and placed them
back at her sides forcefully. She was going to make the most of this while she
could.
"Stay," she ordered, her voice lower than usual. Rider swallowed as she looked
down at Sakura's face. She wondered if she had the self control to follow her
orders for long. The torturous things she could do… Rider quelled a moan before
it could leave her mouth as Sakura went back to work on her breasts, taking
advantage of her newfound knowledge.
Give it up, do as I say…
Rider's body convulsed when Sakura's lips decided to travel lower. Her tongue
made a long path from the middle of her breasts down to her bellybutton. Sakura
marveled at the muscle just beneath the skin; she could feel them twitching in
anticipation. She brought her hands up and placed them on the taut stomach
muscles in front of her and splayed her fingers wide, sliding them up until
they rested just below her breasts. Curious, Sakura curled her fingers and
dragged her nails back down leaving red streaks in her wake on the pale skin.
She noticed Rider's hands clench into fists at her sides and looked up to see
the Servant watching her in rapt fascination, her nostrils flaring as if
catching a scent. Sakura decided to press her luck and her tongue darted out
into the dip into her navel, eyes locked with the lavender ones above her.
Give it up and let me have my way…
Sakura gasped as she was roughly hauled to her feet and felt a mouth roughly
press against her, immediately demanding entrance. She gave it all too
willingly and succumbed to the kiss rather than fighting it. A trill of fear
ran through her brain as she thought of what the Servant might do if she tried
to deny her at this point... The thought made the ache flare up between her
legs. Rider growled softly as she bit down hard on Sakura's bottom lip, the
coppery taste of blood making her head spin. She purred as she pulled back and
flicked her tongue over the wound she'd caused. Getting tired of prolonging,
Rider swiftly picked her up and tossed the girl onto her bed. Sakura squealed
at the unexpected turn of events and looked up at Rider as a devious thought
occurring to her. She propped herself up on her side, sliding her hand down her
body toward the apex of her legs and gave the Servant her sexiest look. From
the expression on Rider's face, it worked like a charm.
I'll give you love, I'll hit you like a truck…
Rider swallowed hard and found herself crawling onto the bed without realizing
it. She stopped a few inches from Sakura and paused, watching as the girl slid
her hand under her pants and between her legs boldly. She was surprised at the
amount of moisture she found leaking from her folds and the realization made
her groan, bucking her hips into her hand while her eyes never strayed from the
Servant's. Rider struck quickly, lunging at the girl like a snake and captured
her mouth, knocking her onto her back. She straddled the younger woman's hips
and pinned her hand between their centers. Sakura moaned into her mouth as the
action caused her hand to press harder against herself.
I'll give you love, I'll teach you how to…
Lavender hair cascading around her, Sakura breathed in the heady scent of her
Servant as she dueled with her tongue. Rider started a slow grind with her
hips, making Sakura's hand move against both of them and causing Sakura to
break the kiss and cry out loudly. Taking the opportunity, Rider dipped her
head and slipped her tongue into her ear before her lips fastened onto the soft
skin of her neck below it. Small whimpering noises slipped from Sakura's mouth
as she felt warmth pooling below her stomach. She felt a flash of pain as her
Servant suckled hard on her neck and she arched up into the other woman,
unconsciously moving her hand faster. Rider made a small sound of approval, her
voice sensually low against her ear.
I'd like to put you in a trance, all over…
She reached between them and grabbed Sakura's wrist, pulling her hand out of
her pajamas. Sakura whined and shifted her hips against her Servant's,
attempting to get back the sweet friction. Rider smirked and brought Sakura's
hand up to her lips as the girl watched her, completely transfixed, as Rider
sucked her fingers clean. The feeling of the Servant's tongue brushing against
her fingers sent sharp tingles up her entire arm. Finishing her task, Rider bit
the end of her index finger causing Sakura to wince and snatch her hand back.
Satisfied, she moved her hips against Sakura's center through her pants,
grinding harder when she gasped.
"Ah! … Ohhhh…" Sakura murmured breathlessly as the feelings of a warm coil
curling in her lower body returned. Rider leaned down, putting her elbows on
either side of the girl's head to support her weight as she watched the
expressions flit across her flushed face. Drawn to her innocence, Rider claimed
her lips for another kiss. Sakura squirmed as the feelings intensified, lifting
her hips up to meet her Servant's.
Erotic, erotic, put your hands all over my body…
Sakura whimpered, the sound muffled by Rider's mouth as she writhed beneath
her. She brought her hands up to the taller woman's breasts and brushed her
fingers over her nipples, feeling them harden further. Rider let out a low
groan and grinded into her faster. Despite her intentions, Rider was swiftly
losing control of the situation. She didn't understand how a mere school girl
could bring her so close to the edge… Rider cried out when she felt Sakura
twist her nipples sharply between her fingers and she bucked against her. The
Servant realized that if she didn't back off quickly, Sakura might just bring
her over the edge with her. She tore herself away from the girl and swung her
leg over so she was resting on the bed next to her. It didn't work out quite as
well as she'd planned when Sakura reached out and wrapped her arms around the
older woman's neck, pulling her into a searing kiss. Rider's eyes rolled back
in her head as she felt her will surrendering and pulled the girl's smaller
frame on top of hers. She growled when she became conscious of the fact that
Sakura still had her pajama pants on. Her insistent tugging on her pants clued
Sakura in on what her Servant was trying to tell her. She grinned as she slid
them down over her hips and shifted so she could slip them over her feet. Rider
groaned as her hands skimmed over the soft skin of Sakura's back and down
farther to cup her ass, pulling her roughly towards her.
Once you put your hand in the flame…
Flipping them over so that the Servant was on top again, Sakura instinctively
wrapped her legs around Rider's waist and buried her face in the older woman's
neck, grazing her teeth over the pale skin of her throat. Rider snaked a hand
between them and slid a finger between Sakura's folds, causing her walls to
convulse around the invading digit. Sakura bit her lip when the Servant paused
and looked down at her. She didn't say anything, but she didn't need to. The
girl nodded to her and tugged on her hair, bringing her face down for a quick
kiss. Rider took her finger back out and added a second, her fingers easily
entering the slick opening. She watched Sakura's face as she found the small
bundle of nerves with her thumb, brushing over it back and forth.
"Ohhhh… God… R-Rider…" Sakura groaned, twisting her hips as her hands found
purchase in the sheets. Rider continued for a few moments before surging her
fingers forward without warning. Sakura made a small noise in the back of her
throat and clung to her Servant's shoulders, burying her face in the lavender
hair. The pain didn't last more than a few seconds and Rider stilled her
movements until Sakura relaxed. She rained small kisses along the girl's ear,
murmuring things in a language that Sakura couldn't understand but found oddly
comforting. She made a soft affirmative noise and Rider continued. Oh, wow… she
thought as her hips bucked against Rider's hand of their own volition. She
trailed her lips down Rider's neck and lightly bit down on her shoulder to
muffle a scream. Rider smirked at the sound and plunged into her faster. The
taller woman's thumb found the small spot again and sent electric sparks of
pleasure through her entire body. Sakura bit down harder on her Servant's
shoulder as she tried to comprehend what was happening to her body.
"I…I… Mmmmm... Rider!" she shrieked as the other woman curled her fingers
inside of her, making her vision flash white and her walls clamp down on the
Servant's fingers. She spasmed violently under her Servant and clung to her,
her hips surging upwards causing the other woman's fingers to push deeper
inside of her. Rider growled in the back of her throat as she felt her innocent
Master's first orgasm take over her body. She teased Sakura's bottom lip with
her tongue as she waited for the girl to come down from her high.
You can never be the same…
Sakura's eyes refocused and she looked into Rider's playful gaze. She flashed
her a brilliant smile that made the corner's of the Servant's mouth quirk
upwards. Without warning, Sakura shot forward and captured Rider's lips,
sliding her tongue into the other woman's mouth. Rider whimpered as she felt
Sakura's fingers tug at her hair, coaxing her up the bed until Sakura sat up
straight with her back braced against the headboard. She slipped her hands
around her Servant's waist and dug her nails sharply into her hips, dragging
her closer until she was positioned in the younger woman's lap. Rider gasped at
the pin pricks of pain in her sides and put one arm around the magi's back to
press their bodies together, craving the feeling over the girl's skin. Her
other hand buried itself in her hair, forcing her head upward to meet her lips.
Sakura cut the kiss short and pulled back to capture her bottom lip between her
teeth and tugged on it sharply. The taste of blood flooded her senses and Rider
moaned softly, the insistent throb between her legs turning into a dull roar.
Sakura had her figured out, she realized and she unconsciously tried to grind
her hips against the other woman's.
There's a certain satisfaction…
"Don't move."
Forcefully gripping Rider's hips, Sakura made a point to dig in her nails until
she knew there would be bloody half moons visible. The Servant squirmed and
panted in her lap, but stilled her hips. She nuzzled her Servant's neck as a
reward and brought her mouth to the taller woman's collarbone. She played with
the skin using her teeth teasing before finally fastening her mouth and sucked
hard, feeling the skin shift between her lips. Rider made a small noise in the
back of her throat when Sakura pulled away to inspect the red mark she'd left
behind. Satisfied with her first hickey, she moved downward towards Rider's
chest. She felt Rider's arms leave her, but she was too busy working on the
older woman's breast that she didn't care. She was enamored with her Servant's
muscles twitching as she tried not to move; watching the skin play over the
straining muscle was intoxicating. She decided to see how long Rider could hold
out before she snapped. Sakura innocently trailed her fingers up Rider's back
and simultaneously dragged her nails downward, raking her skin and biting down
on her breast hard enough to bruise. The taller woman bucked as she arched up,
pressing her breast farther into Sakura's mouth.
In a little bit of pain…
"Oh…Fuck," she whimpered, "Master…"
"Sakura," the girl corrected absently, scratching down the front of her stomach
and leaving red welts behind. Her hand continued farther south to run through
the lavender curls finding that they were already soaked.
"S-Sakura…" Rider cried out as Sakura tugged on her curls. The school girl
paused upon hearing cracking wood and looked up, noticing that the taller woman
had the headboard in a death grip. She smirked and brushed her lips against
Rider's, teasing the Servant further. Rider opened her mouth to speak, but
paused suddenly and smashed her mouth against Sakura's, begging silently for
something... anything... Sakura returned the kiss, turning it in a slower
direction and took pity on her Servant. She read the pleading in her lavender
eyes and slipped two fingers between her soaked folds.
I can tell that you're the same…
She marveled at the soft feeling inside of the other woman. She glided her
fingers so easily through the warmth... Rider's groan brought her back to
reality as she looked up into her face. The Servant lowered her head until her
forehead rested gently on the magi's shoulder and buried her face into her
neck.
Small whimpers fell from her mouth and her hips jerked forward, rolling in time
with Sakura's thrusting fingers. Not wanting her to come too soon, Sakura
removed her fingers staring in wonder at the moisture covering her hand. It
took everything Rider had not to scream in frustration as her head shot up at
the loss of contact. What she saw mesmerized her, as Sakura brought her soaked
fingers up to her nose and sniffed before her tongue reached out hesitantly to
lick up the length of a finger. Is she…? Oh God…. Rider felt heat flare through
her body at the sight of Sakura sucking her wetness off of her fingers. Sakura
felt her Servant's eyes on her and looked up, offering a small smile before
giving her a quick kiss. How can she look so innocent at a time like this?
Rider screamed mentally, wanting nothing more than Sakura's fingers back inside
of her.
If you're afraid, well rise above…
Sakura made her raise her hips so she could slide down and under her body until
her head was resting comfortable between Rider's legs. Rider's grip on the
headboard tightened in anticipation as Sakura tongue flicked out
experimentally. The Servant threw her head back in rapture, her hair flying
back, as felt her entire body tighten. Sakura's fingers had felt like heaven,
but this… She spasmed when Sakura drew her folds apart with her thumbs and
lightly blew over a curious looking nub, wondering what would happen if she
did. Wood splintered as Rider screamed, her entire body tense as fire ripped
through her. Her hips jerked of their own accord, grinding downward into the
girl's mouth when she saw stars behind her eyelids. Sakura noticed more liquid
dripping from between her folds and she scooped them up with her tongue the
best she could.
"Fuck…" Rider whispered as her body relaxed suddenly, her mind able to finally
function again. What did she do? The Servant realized Sakura was hardly done
with her explorations when she felt the girl's tongue delve between her folds
again.
I only hurt the ones I love…
Unable to hold Rider still, Sakura had to adjust to go with the rolling of her
hips. When she felt the girl's tongue enter her as far as she could, Rider's
walls clamped down on the intruder, trying to keep it inside as she moaned.
"Oh God, Sakura…" Rider murmured as she felt herself building again. How could
someone so pure be so good at this? Ohhhh… The Servant's eyes fluttered shut
when Sakura removed her tongue and sucked on the little bundle of nerves,
bringing her hand up to fill Rider with her fingers. The older woman's pulse
skyrocketed at the dual feeling of Sakura's mouth and fingers working on her.
"F-Faster," she groaned and lowered her head to look at the girl between her
legs. Sakura gazed up at the naked woman above her, her lavender hair creating
a sort of halo around her flushed face, and she decided that it was the sexiest
thing she'd ever seen. She complied with the request and pumped her fingers in
and out of her faster, watching the expressions ghosting over her face at the
feelings. Sakura got an interesting idea and curled her fingers inside of her
Servant, digging her nails into her walls and felt them convulse around her.
Suck, caress, suck, swallow…
"Sakura!" she shrieked as the magi grazed her teeth over her folds, sending her
over the edge. Her body rocked violently as she held onto the headboard,
feeling like it was turning itself inside out. Rider closed her eyes as her
body burst, not fighting the feeling of ecstasy rolling through her. Sakura was
ready this time and lapped up all the escaping liquid, her fingers still moving
inside. The feeling of Rider's walls convulsing around her fingers was amazing;
it felt like she was being squeezed by iron and yet completely soft and warm...
The Servant's chest heaved as she scrambled to collect her thoughts, her mind
still fogged with pleasure. Sakura removed her fingers and intended to suck
them clean when she felt a strong grip around her wrist. She looked up
questioningly at Rider as the older woman slid down to lay on the bed next to
the girl. She brought Sakura's hand up to her lips and sucked her fingers clean
with her eyes locked on the magi's. Her cheeks flamed as she returned Rider's
stare, feeling the fire practically radiating off the woman. When she was done,
Rider jerked Sakura by the wrist and pulled her smaller frame on top of her.
I don't think you know what pain is…
Propping herself up with an arm behind her, Rider leaned up and licked a long
wet line from her breasts to her neck while her other hand went to work on one
of her petite breasts. Sakura gasped and shivered against her when her Servant
roughly twisted her nipple. Rider decided she liked the feeling as she showered
kisses and soft bites up and down the girl's neck, intent on making her do it
again. Letting a moan slip from between her lips, Sakura wondered what she'd
gotten herself into as she felt her body start responding again to the other
woman's ministrations. She bit her lip and arched up into Rider when the
Servant bit down hard on the side of her neck, heat surging up between her
legs. Rider felt the girl's hands slip behind her neck in an attempt to urge
her on when she paused her attentions. Not one to be rushed, the taller woman
lowered her head slightly and nipped the pale hollow of her throat sharply,
causing her Master to whimper in pain and tighten her arms around her neck.
When she was sure that Sakura had understood the message, she nuzzled the
bruised area and laid a gentle kiss on it before moving to the other side of
her neck. The school girl wasn't sure if she enjoyed the pain, but she really
liked getting taken care of afterwards, she thought as she arched up in
response to Rider finding the sweet spot behind her ear.
I don't think you've gone that way…
Rider let go of her breast, ignoring the agitated noise the girl made and
slowly moved her hand down her back to cup her ass, digging her nails in and
dragging them all the way up to her shoulder blade. Sakura hissed and buried
her face in the Servant's lavender hair, breathing in her scent as she tried to
ignore the flames rising on her back. Rider dipped her tongue in the girl's ear
and traced around the edge in an attempt to take her mind of the pain. Her arm
beginning to feel the strain of supporting both of their bodies, Rider
teasingly drew Sakura into a kiss as she leaned forward until the magi was on
her back. Sakura hardly noticed the change in positions as she fed at her
Servant's mouth, her legs never leaving her waist. Rider smirked against her
lips and she slid a hand between them, teasing her fingertips around the
smaller woman's opening.
"Riderrrr…" she whined and rolled her hips in a feeble attempt to get the
teasing fingers inside of her. Enjoying the sounds falling from the girl's
mouth too much give in, the taller woman gently flicked her fingers over the
small bundle of nerves above her opening before going back to massaging her
lips. Sakura bit back a scream and slammed her head against the bed in
frustration, her hands coming up the other woman's back to grip her shoulders
tightly. Rider flicked her long hair over her shoulder so she could see the
girl's face below her and nibbled on her bottom lip, gently asking permission.
Sakura opened her mouth and Rider's tongue surged into her mouth aggressively
as her fingers plunged into her below.
I could bring you so much pleasure…
Sakura couldn't think beyond the fog that enveloped her mind as her Servant
worked on her, her fingers felt like they were driving deep enough to literally
rip the air from her lungs. Rider mindlessly worked her fingers faster until
soft mewling noises were coaxed from her Master's throat, dipping her head to
fasten her lips onto the soft skin of her shoulder. Sakura's panting in her ear
was literally going to drive her insane.
"Faster, oh God… Rider… please…" the school girl whispered hoarsely, straining
her hips off the bed. Rider could feel Sakura's body start to tremble as she
neared the edge and viciously bit into her shoulder when she felt the
shockwaves begin to clamp down on her hand. Sakura screamed as the combination
of pain and pleasure hit her senses like a rock, the force of her orgasm
lifting her back off the bed as her mind numbed in a wave of pleasure.
I'll come to you when you say…
Rider continued to move inside her, drawing out the orgasm as long as possible
before Sakura's body collapsed on the bed in a sweaty pile. She pressed a
chaste kiss on the girl's lips and rested her chin on top of the Sakura's head,
the girl instinctively snuggling her face in the curve of her neck. She tried
to calm her breathing when she finally became aware of reality around her and
opened her eyes. Realizing Rider was curled protectively around her, Sakura
pulled back so she could see the Servant's face. Rider averted her eyes and
looked at the sheets below them, dreading the questions she knew were coming.
She looked down at the girl with a serious expression on her face when she felt
a firm grip on her chin that demanded her attention. Sakura felt her confidence
waver under the force over Rider's stare and she was instantly reminded of the
Servant's deadly strength.
"S-So…" she stammered, a blush slowly creeping up her neck. "… What now?"
The taller woman stared at the sight before her, soft whisperings in her head
reminding her of Sakura's purity and realized that her priorities hadn't
changed. She would protect this girl until her last breath, even at the cost of
the Holy Grail… not because she was her Master, but because she would prevent
the stain of Sakura's innocence, the sweetness that made her so intoxicating to
the Servant, as long as she could. She felt the fingers leave her chin and
watched as Sakura turned away, tears in her eyes.
I'm not gonna hurt you, just close your eyes…
"Sakura," she murmured and slipped an arm around the girl's waist, pulling her
back into her body. The magi hid a small smile when she felt the warmth at her
back and let out a relieved sigh. Rider pressed a small kiss below Sakura's ear
and nuzzled her neck with a content sigh before pulling away. Sakura frowned at
the loss of warmth and felt the bed shift as the other woman jumped off. She
sat up and watched as Rider bent over to pick up her clothing.
"Where are you going?" she asked and wrapped her arms around her stomach,
looking like a lost child. Rider paused picking up her dress and glanced at
Sakura before looking back at her clothes and then at the window.
Only the one that hurts you can make you feel better…
"I have to check around the area," she answered quietly. And Shinji will wake
up soon… she added in her head as her eyes flicked up to the ceiling. Sakura
caught the look and nodded, biting her lip. She understood that no matter how
she wished things were, it didn't change the ugly reality. Rider was not hers
and would never be able to stay. Eyes trained to the floor, she nodded again.
Rider watched her and swallowed the lump in her throat. She shouldn't stay… the
girl would just get attached to her before she had to leave… Not that she
hadn't already made a mess of things, she admitted and hung her head. She
dropped the clothes and stepped towards the petite girl, reaching out to caress
her cheek with her thumb. Sakura looked up at the touch as Rider leaned down,
meeting her lips in a quick kiss. She slid her glasses up her nose before
sighing.
"I suppose I can stay for a little while," she whispered and Sakura's face lit
up. She lunged forward and wrapped her arms around Rider's neck as she kissed
her soundly, dragging the woman back onto the bed with her. She giggled when
Rider half fell, not expecting the amorous attack. The Servant shook her head
and laid down next to the girl, but not before the petite girl noticed her lips
curl up in a small smile. Sakura snuggled up next to the woman as she pulled
the blanket over them.
"Will you at least stay until I fall asleep?" Sakura murmured with a yawn as
she traced the symbol on Rider's forehead with a finger. The Servant pulled
away and brushed her lips across the girl's finger.
"If I say no?" Rider teased. Sakura frowned and punched the older woman
lightly. Rider held her hands up in a surrendering motion with a smile. "Yes,
I'll stay," she said quietly. "At least until you fall asleep."
Sakura made a happy noise as Rider slipped an arm around the girl in an
unconscious protective gesture. She laid her head on the taller woman's
shoulder and kissed the dark bruise she'd left on her Servant's neck. A purr
slipped past Rider's lips before she could stop it and she pointedly ignored
the muffled giggle she heard. She stared at the ceiling, thinking, as she felt
the smaller girl's body relax, her breathing slowing to a steady rhythm as she
drifted off to sleep. Rider sighed and breathed in the scent of Sakura's hair.
"Only the one that inflicts pain can take it away," she whispered to the
dreaming girl cuddled up next to her.
 
Fin
 
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