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Kurumi was in the middle of fighting a Spirit, one that glitched allot, but it was a very tough battle even with all her powers. This included no matter how many clones she had summoned to aid her, this Spirit defeated them all with less effort than Kotori did on the school roof that pivotal day, and used even less to knock Kurumi herself back several feet and roll along the ground a few times.
The Nightmare, having taken quite a beating, slowly stood back up. She had used so much of her Spirit Power and Time, and STILL it wasn't enough. After all her planning, all her work, all the Time she had to devour and save up just to accomplish this… she was thrown around like a rag doll. It also didn't appear the glitchy Spirit was even trying, like this was nothing but a game.
That's when she saw it… Michael… up ahead… with holes in him and blood everywhere…
The sight returned her strength and she rushed over to Michael as quick as she could, heavy emotion in both her red eye and gold clock one. "Michael! Michael!" She called his name, getting to her knees upon reaching him. She even shook him, not worrying about the blood on her hands and dress, but he didn't respond to this. She quickly grabbed one of his hands and squeezed it, praying he'd squeeze it back.
He did, but it was very weak. She could practically feel his body struggling to go through with this command. Even still, he was alive, which cheered her up. Then Michael, although probably in a lot of pain right now, turned to face her slowly. She sighed in relief, thankfully he was still functioning.
That's when his grip that was already weak loosened. Kurumi looked at the hand to see its grip falter, and when she looked back… Michael's eyes had closed… and the grip to her hand ceased. All she could do was stare back down at him, the gears in her brain having slowed down to process what had just happened…
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"… … … no… … No… no, no-no-no-no-no! Michael; get up… Get up!" Kurumi said, denying what she was seeing. Upon telling him to get up, she shook him, then shook him again when she repeated herself.
No answer.
"… Michael, this isn't funny. Get up!… Get up, PLEASE!" She told him in a bit of a hysterical voice, still denying it and shaking him a bit more violently, desperately trying to get a reaction… Michael still did not respond. "Please get up!… Michael!… Goddammit Michael, GET UP!" She screamed into his face, her voice starting to crack now…
The harsh reality began to hit her. Just like Origami, she…
With an emotional gasp, she sat up on her knees and raised a hand. "Zafkiel!" She called forth her Angel. She wasn't gonna let this happen, not if she could do anything about it! "Yud Bet!" She held her gun right to her head… she didn't care if this used up her remaining Time, all that mattered was preventing this from happening!
*Click!*
Kurumi's eyes widened.
*Click!*
She tried again, but still nothing happened. Maybe she didn't have enough Time for this particular Bullet. "Vav!" She tried a different Bullet.
*Click!*
Another failure. "Grrrr, DALET!"
*Click!*
Kurumi was both panicking and getting pissed off. What was going on? Why weren't ANY of her Bullets working? She looked back in frustration at her clock… and her expression changed to horror…
None of the numbers were lit… not a single one…
Realizing this, she slowly looked back down at the boy she was holding with her free arm… even with all her powers… she couldn't do anything to save him, and after all the times he saved her not just physically, but mentally. The fact of the matter was: she ran out of Time… she had none left to spare.
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*Clang!*
She dropped her gun, it clacking in the floor, the Nightmare not caring about her weapon right now. She leaned down toward Michael, using the arm she held him with to pull him up a little closer.
"… Zafkiel… Zafkiel…" Kurumi sobbed, crying over the dead boy in her arms. She then made a fist with the hand she dropped the gun with, "Zafkiel… Zaf-," She lightly punched Michael's chest with the fist she made. "KIEL!" She continued crying, punching the boys body each time she said her Angel's name.
"… Zafkiel. Zafkiel. Zafkiel, Zafkiel, Zafkiel, ZAFKIEL, ZAFKIEL, ZAFKIEL, ZAFKIEL, ZAFKIEL!" Kurumi was mentally breaking down, and upon the last punch she gripped a part of Michael's bloody shirt very tightly with the hand she used to punch with, also her sobbing was cracking. Tears were falling on his shirt from Kurumi's eyes, both her red and clock eyes having rivers running down her face.
She failed… she not only failed her mission, but failed Michael too… She could only continue to stare at his now lifeless face with no expression on it. He trusted her, even after all the times she messed up… and when the other girls doubted her upon agreeing to live with them, HE was the one gave her a home, gave her a family… gave her love…
She gripped the shirt a little harder now, her hand shaking with just how tightly her fingers had locked around it, and her teeth began to clench as she continued to sob. She slowly lifted herself up, taking VERY controlled breaths while still sobbing through her teeth. This also made her tighten her grip as hard as she possibly could, that she'll end up punching holes in the shirt and also stop the circulation of blood in her hands if she didn't stop, provided she doesn't make her palms bleed first.
She screamed. Screamed so loud to the heavens that it could have put Muki's power to shame by shattering glass, her head thrown back as the intense emotional strain was too much for her.
A thick aura shot into the sky… the very same type of aura as an Inverse…
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"… shit." Was all Michael could say after a moment of silence. Kurumi had just told him not only the night terror in this chapter and the ones from previous chapters… but the one terror that basically started it all. In her dream she had failed to save Michael or was the possible cause of it, and resulting emotions triggered a powerful Inverse.
"And I couldn't stop it… I blindly killed everyone afterword. Tohka, Origami, Kaguya, Yuzuru, Natsumi… no one was able to stop me." Kurumi added softly, mental images flashing by of her killing the other Spirits in many different ways. Shooting them multiple times, having her shadow arms wrap them up and suffocate them or tear them apart, and having her shadow devour them but instantaneously. There was no blood spatter either, showing Kurumi had become a mindless killing machine that sucked out every last crumb of her meals.
And after the Spirits were done, her target switched to humans…
Michael held single arm out, which Kurumi seemed to receive his silent message and scooted over and leaned into him, then the boy wrapped said arm around which allowed him to gently latch his hand onto her arm on the other side of her body, patting and rubbing that arm of the Worst Spirit. Then made her also press her head under his neck and just sat there, in the arms of Michael. He felt bad for her. This confession must have taken every ounce of courage in Kurumi's body just to get it out.
And Phantom… or as he named her Glitch-Trap… she appeared to have ties to Kurumi too. It made sense. Phantom caused Kotori to transform into a Spirit, which also caused that fire that killed her brother, and gave Miku some kind of gemstone which changed her as well. As for Kurumi; she had some beef with her which while it might help in both their missions, he wasn't gonna pry unless she came forward herself. With all the drama she had in her life, it was no wonder she had these night terrors.
Still, if he had known this sooner…
Michael kissed her head, mostly her hair but that wasn't an issue. "I'm glad you told me… that was a brave thing you did." He told her as he rubbed her arm some more. It seriously was for someone like Kurumi, for opening herself up to someone else was a hard thing for her to do since for the longest time, she only relied on her and her-selves.
Kurumi couldn't help but smile, her chest swelling up some more and Michael consoled her. So this is what love felt like, huh? Sure part of her still thought it made her soft… but it also gave her a new motivation. Before, she wanted to go back in time to prevent the whole world from going to absolute shit, and that was her goal that kept her moving.
Now… she had a new one… bring the world back to normal again, but also for her and Michael. And yeah, maybe for the others' too; but the feeling was stronger for Michael himself. Maybe that's what most of her night terrors were trying to convey to her… that because she had fallen so damn hard for this kid, that it also gave her a new incentive… one that looked past the bloody massacre she caused along her way, and kept his promise to save her… by saving her, from herself.
"Michael…" She looked up him, which made him look at her. Her unhidden eye was filled with a mix of different emotions, but all positive. "Thank you… so much… for everything…"
They were so close. They're faces inches apart, each looking into the others colored orbs and not losing focus, very much like the day they first met and joked about the Nurse's Office and about Michael being sophisticated (even if that one was a clone). It was Kurumi who closed the distance first, both their lips touching where they began to kiss.
A few seconds into it, Kurumi had turned her body so it was easier to kiss him instead of craning her neck, her free hand feeling Michael's upper torso after placing her fingers flat on it. The kiss deepened, though this time it was the Spirit who slid her tongue in first, and began to press it against his which triggered them wrestling with them. She moaned as this happened, she also moved her hand that was holding Michael's hand and snaked it up to his shoulder, pulling him down a bit so they could kiss better. With his hand now free, Michael instinctively used both his hands to wrap around her body to pull her closer as she continued to feel the ridges of his chest.
Both were running out of air, but Kurumi wasn't ready to end it just yet.
Just like that one morning, she moved both her hands to hold his face, allowing them to kiss even more deeply and their tongues thrashed around wildly. This felt great. To both the human Spirit Sealer and the Nightmare Spirit herself. It was almost like she was savoring his taste. Matching her desire, Michael pulled her as close as humanly possible, so close that her breasts were starting to get squashed between them, but Kurumi didn't seem to care. If anything, it made the deeper moans intensify in volume.
This also caused the same reaction when Michael had his moment with Tohka. The harder they kissed, more and more power was returned to Kurumi until she regained her Astral Dress (they had sealed her back up sometime ago) and the hairstyle that came with it.
They finally parted, unable to breath anymore and took in deep gasps of oxygen, their breaths hitting the others face as they breathed out. Kurumi had to admit, these kisses from him really got intense; but that's not her complaining about them, they were amazing. Her head would spin during and after whatever kisses they shared, and filled her with emotions she thought she'd never feel.
Right now… in his arms… she felt at peace.
Of course upon parting, Michael noticed he accidentally restored Kurumi's power again, mainly cause her clock-eye was also restored. But although the yellow eye was a little creepy, it just seemed to add to her beauty. Kurumi noticed his stare did have a bit of surprise in it, but it couldn't have been from the kiss… that's of course when she noticed her left eye wasn't obscured by hair anymore, and saw her arms were covered with the dressy frills from her Spirit Armor.
Kurumi smirked at him. "Heh… This some kind of fetish? First Tohka, then me?" She teased him while leaning in close again, further ragging on him. Hearing Tohka's name, Michael began to sweat. How did…?
Never mind. Simple answer: Kurumi.
"How was that by the way? Did it feel goooooooood?" She leaned in VERY close again as she crawled over him and he leaned backward, her getting close enough to steal another kiss if she wanted to.
"Awwww, is wittle Cogsworth jealous?" Michael began to flirt back with her, matching her energy.
"Your such a big jerk, always grinding my gears" Kurumi joked back while feigning offense, going for one of his cheeks before planting a kiss on it, but then changed to licking that same cheek with her mouth pressed against it. Michael could feel the pink muscle in her mouth make swirls on his skin as if marking her property, saliva dripping down her lips and his cheek. She then finished the sloppy kiss by pulling her head away.
At the same time, her face showed slight surprise when she felt something poke around her waist area, and looked down. She immediately saw the culprit, which was a snake trying to come out.
"It's a strange medical condition. I may have to go to the Nurse's Office." Michael joked.
Kurumi playfully put a hand to her mouth, mocking concern for his 'illness'. "Oh, no. That sounds terrible…" she then removed her hand, showing her smile again and she whispered seductively to him while leaning into his face again. "Perhaps I should take a look at it…" She then crawled backwards seductively slowly, not taking her eyes or smirk off him until she hovered over his pants where the snake was struggling to free itself.
She slowly removed the offending articles of clothing, though even she slowed down and stopped upon the sight of the mountain Michael's underwear presented her. And it wasn't out of playfulness this time, she honestly was surprised at what she was seeing. Of course she had not seen a man's thing before, but the size it showed even from under the fabric…
Dismissing her uncertainty, she took the last piece of clothing off the body part she was "taking a look at"… she ended up taking a LONG look at it. So that was a boys manhood, huh?… It was like nothing she ever seen before, a twitching and bulky item stored inside underwear… she couldn't help but stare at it.
And that was supposed to fit inside a woman?
Well, she started this; may as well finish it. Kurumi already knew what she was going to do, just the first ever sight of a mans goods shocked her for a moment. She leaned closer to Michael's dick, which it seemed to twitch in anticipation the closer she got, but she didn't do anything to it yet. She just keep her eyes glued to it. Michael couldn't help but tense up; what was Crazy Kurumi up too?
She blew softly on it, a cool breeze exiting her mouth. This made Michael's dick twitch again, and Michael himself grunt as the sensation spread through the rest of his body. THAT reaction Kurumi liked, it was even better than when she drank his milkshake. She wanted to see him squirm some more.
She planted kisses on random spots on his shaft this time, but no where near the tip, making it twitch more violently. She even breathed on it, giving it hot breath this time before kissing it at certain intervals, all this making Michael curl his toes. She heavily enjoyed the look on his face, and wanted to see more of it.
Just like the straw from the milkshake, she slowly and deliberately opened her mouth while hovering directly over Michael's man-meat, released more hot breath on it some more as she lowered her head; now closing her mouth over it. At that point Michael felt an immediate surge of pleasure in that area. Kurumi's hot mouth over his sensitive sword sent chills all over him, grunting a little louder because of it.
He assumed this would be another tease… he did NOT expect her to go THIS far, but he probably shouldn't be surprised either considering who it was.
Kurumi began to slowly bob her head up and down, making Michael grit his teeth to try (and fail) to suppress anymore grunts, even as she began using her tongue to wrap around his dick as it remained in her mouth, which made Michael's dick feel wet and warm. It was like a child licking and sucking on a lollipop after visiting a doctor, which ironically he joked with her about once or twice.
Admittedly, Kurumi had no idea what she was doing, she was mainly going off of instinctive impulses. But it appeared Michael was enjoying himself, and it was pretty good for her too. She couldn't say she wasn't also enjoying this to a degree not just because of Michael's reactions, but the taste of him. While it was bitter, she didn't seem to mind in the slightest. She'd move Michael's package around the inside of her mouth, such as rubbing it against the inside of her cheeks, almost like he was her toothbrush. Her eyes also closed the more she got into it.
Instinctively, she had gently held his sausage with one hand to keep it stabilized, using another hand to rub different parts of his shaft and sometimes his ball sack itself. The only indication she got that this was working was Michael's facial expressions and grunting. And depending on what made his face twist and him grunt in pleasure more, she'd go with that option. She had noticed when she licked it or put her head in line with his shaft itself and go straight up and down, that seemed to feel better for him so she focused on deep-throating.
It almost made her gag, but this seemed to enhance her own sexual experience. Not only that, this technique seemed to make his penis grow bigger even while still in her mouth, for she could feel it pulsing between her lips.
Michael felt his brain and heart, along with something else, was gonna explode. This felt way too good to be real! Has he fantasized about this? Yes, he wasn't going to deny that, he's a guy living with several cute girls… but for it to feel THIS incredible?! He wasn't gonna last very long, with a beautiful girl eating him out (whom ironically kept saying she wanted too, but in a completely different context) combined with the erotic sounds filling his ears; he was dangerously close.
"Kuru…" He grunted some more as he tried to warn Kurumi, but he exploded in her mouth.
"MMM!… mm… mm… mm…" The Spirit in question moaned as his fresh semen shot into her mouth, clearly shocked once she felt it squirt inside that her eyes snapped open for a quick second. It felt warm as it hit her tongue, and the sheer amount of it made her think she'd choke on it, but luckily this did not happen. There was so much, a small dribble leaked out from a side of her lips.
She released her lips from her snack, also taking a finger to nab the small bit she lost before sucking in this finger, and swallowed her reward seeing no other place for it to go. It was an odd thing to swallow if she was honest, and his milk was nothing like the milk she was drinking back on their Date but again, she didn't seem to mind. In fact, she looked incredibly satisfied with it.
She wanted to do that again, but noticed his dick wasn't as hard as it was a second ago. Why? She didn't know. The mechanics of his thing was something she'd probably never understand.
Still, she wanted to continue this feeling. Even if it was a service for Michael, she felt happy at what had just occurred and wanted to keep these new more intense emotions active for as long as possible. Kurumi crawled back up Michael's body, the fabric of her Astral Dress making his fleshly ejaculated tip tickle which made him flinch, and got up into his face again with a loving yet also an alluring stare.
"I knew you were delicious…" she said before kissing him again, making it a passionate one. It felt a little strange to Michael, as he tasted something different in her kiss from before, which was the reminiscent flavor of his own love juice; but it didn't bother him too much.
As they continued to kiss, Kurumi let her body weight fully down on Michael. It's not that she was particularly heavy, but the friction between them was getting him hard again, and it served to get Kurumi a little excited too.
Something inside of Michael just snapped, and out of nowhere he aggressively rolled her over so he was on top now, kissing her roughly as he did so. Kurumi was sort of taken aback as her eyes snapped open, but she closed them a moment later and let him continue. His body was crushing her's, her breasts getting flattened like pancakes. She could feel her nipples, which had gotten erect from the stimulus, start scraping him even through her Armor.
While continuing to clash tongues with him, spit dripping down the union of their lips, Kurumi began to instinctively move her hands up the inside of Michael's shirt, feeling his chest directly. This caused him in turn, also on instinct, to help the Spirit remove this layer of clothing though he had to break the kiss to do so, but once he threw it to the side somewhere he immediately went back to kissing her.
Of course with all this stimulation, Michael's ability to seal Spirit Power kicked on again, leaving Kurumi human again and naked under him. They stopped making out once they needed air again, and panted as they took in that air back into their lungs, Kurumi's now only visible eye had a glazing effect too it as she looked back up at Michael.
Michael used a hand to brush away the bangs covering her once clock-eye, allowing both her red eyes to be seen and give Kurumi a perfect POV of the man above her. She couldn't say a word. She wanted to tell him… tell him how much she loved him, how much she appreciated everything he's ever done for her… but the words were caught in her throat.
Then again, maybe she didn't have too. Maybe… he already knew…
He leaned down again… wait. What was he gonna do to her?
He planted a gentle kiss on her cheek, which did tickle, but then he continued to plant more kisses as he traveled down her neck. This also felt good to Kurumi, but THEN he made out with her neck, akin to a vampire sucking blood. That made Kurumi not only lightly gasp in pleasure, but also arch her back a bit. One would assume he'd continue kissing downward, but instead he traced along her neck with his tongue, causing the Goth Spirit to shiver with pleasure and gasp out a bit more.
He licked along to the center of her neck, where he then began kissing downward. It was here Kurumi realized exactly what Michael was doing, this was the same thing she just did to him minutes ago. Only this time, SHE was the lollipop… a person-sized one. She kept gasping out softly in pleasure, not able to help herself.
Michael had gotten down to her belly, but that's where he stopped. Kurumi, who was on cloud nine because of it, looked at him as if asking: "What the hell?"
Apparently THAT was the reaction he wanted, and panted a kiss back on her belly in the exact same location, then licked upwards. Kurumi slowly gripped a fistful of bed sheets and moaned out while her body began shivering, having been caught by his bait and switch. Michael licked upwards till he got near her left breast, her nipples poking out. He made circles around said breast with his mouth muscle, before planting a kiss on it AND sucked.
"Ahhhhhh!" She moaned and arched back further, the pleasure too much for her to bear. Mike then did the same thing to her other breast, tracing a squiggly line to it before making a few more circles to tease her. She held back moans this time, but once Michael lightly bit her wet tender nipple…
"AHHHHHH!" She cried out, unable to hold it and arched her back up more which pushed her tit further into Michael's mouth. This was incredible! She's never felt such pleasure before! It was like the tables have turned, him now eating her.
Michael stopped sucking on her boob, and began planting kisses downward again, which thanks to the previous stimulation made her body even more sensitive to his kisses. She could not believe how good this was feeling, him toying with her with her soft boobs. It's like he knew what would make her tick, and the sounds she's been unleashing from within her being throughout the entire endeavor… sounds she didn't even know she was capable of making…
He got to her navel where he planted one last kiss above it before stopping again. Oh lord… NOW what was he gonna do? Kurumi mentally braced for whatever trick he was gonna pull, though this also indirectly excited her with her imagination running wild at what he would or could do.
He softly blew into it from an inch above, the gentle breeze generated by his mouth gave Kurumi another tickling sensation, and one that almost sent her over the edge. "AHHHHHHH!" She almost screamed, but then forced her mouth shut, though that did nothing to stop the moan from being audible. Her back was arched so far, you'd think she'd snap herself in half.
Then he went down… again…
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… no… not there…! Kurumi's heart began beating quickly at the mere thought of it… His face was literally staring at it, and he held that position, seeming like he was inspecting it. Kurumi's core had gotten very moist throughout the activities the couple did to each other… he couldn't! H-He was too sophisticated for that, right?
All he did was blow on it… and the Spirits body went completely insane. She was so overstimulated that just this was enough for her to lose control of herself, her toes now curling themselves. Kurumi moaned so much and her body had become so hot, she felt like she was gonna melt, and her internal temperature made her feel like she would explode this time. But Michael's deadly attack wasn't done, that was just the start of it. He also began to peel back her lower lips as if they were peels on a banana, and then blew directly into it as if it was a whistle.
Kurumi would have soiled herself if he didn't stop, for it appeared making her even wetter was the main reason for this. From her gasps and moans, it also restored Michael to full mast. Kurumi panted heavily with closed eyes once Michael gave her a break, but she didn't have the strength to move. Her body felt like it was on fire, so much that the Time Spirit could have sworn she was blasted by Kotori again.
She felt lips pressing into her's, which was Michael kissing her which she happily returned as that was ALL she had energy for, but it was a deeply loving one, and one that made her so happy that she moaned into it accordingly. Her Happiness meter wasn't the only thing about to burst. Both of them also interlocked their fingers again with one hand each, said hands having found each other.
They removed their lips from each other a few times before returning to kiss, which they shortly stopped doing and just stared into each others eyes again. Yes… she was at peace… and this is where she wanted to be, with a boy that looked past all the horrible things she had done. Hopefully this could be for the rest of her life. Mike was pretty good at this too, so its not like it would be such a bad thing.
He was directly over her now, and the position was perfect for easy access for its not like she was in any position to stop him; but instead of just doing it, his eyes seemed to ask her: "is it ok?", "can I take you?" or "are you ready?" The next step was a big one, and one that was gonna be painful…
Looking back into his orbs, she gently nodded once, also spreading her legs open to allow easier entry. With permission granted, Michael's freshly re-heated meat rubbed against her core a few times; done either to prepare her, test the waters or maybe tease her a bit more, maybe all three. The rubbing sent electricity up her body, as his penis rubbed one last time before he slowly and mildly entered her.
Kurumi gasped again as his rod spread her open. It felt good, but it was only the topmost point of his tip. He continued entering, which was fine, but then after swallowing the tip completely is where she felt a problem. Instead of electricity, it felt like she was being slowly stabbed, like the sharp point of a knife being pressed into her, which did change the feeling to pain but it was pretty bearable for now. Though the deeper he went, she had to grit her teeth a bit.
She saw the look on his face… the same look when she sucked him off… it must have felt to him, which made her happy, and she could tell part of him wanted to ram it in, but he was forcing himself to take it slow for her sake. Even in the realm of sex, he never stops, does he?
Mikey continued going deeper… until being gentle was not going to get him anywhere anymore. Kurumi felt it too, he was at her barrier… her Territory so to speak, and those green barriers needed quite a bit of force to crack. Even if this was still a bit painful, it couldn't possibly get any worse, right?
Michael did not move, once again looking at her for permission. It took a bit longer for her to answer… but she nodded again.
He went backward a little, but then quickly dove back inside. Her "Territory" stood no chance against it, and broke very easily. The moment he was fully inside her, her eyes shut tightly, as tightly as during her night terrors. She shivered and whined in pain as some trickles of blood leaked out from her destroyed core, her teeth clenched so hard together they could have broke inside her mouth. The poor girl also balled her fists VERY tightly from the agony, to the point she almost broke Michael's hand with her own by crushing it.
She had been stabbed. She had been torn. She had been blasted. She had been cut. She had been forced to utilize so much Time, that it left her exhausted and vulnerable… hell, she had been killed in many different ways despite those times being clones… all of that was painful, sometimes gruesome; but this… she's never felt pain like it before. It felt as if she was ripped clean open.
Michael felt amazing right now, being inside another cute girl, but also incredibly guilty. It was just like with Tohka. Despite being a Spirit, whom could break down walls quite easily, it still hurt when he broke in and spread their walls apart. His body wanted to move so badly, telling him to roughhouse the Spirit below him, but he endured and resisted the urge however strong it was.
Like before, he rubbed his thumb on the hand of Kurumi's he was holding, trying to make her feel better. She still whimpered in pain, but the rubbing of her hand did help calm her a little, though nothing to stop the pain in her lower body. She didn't know if it was a case of him being too big, or her being too small, cause it still hurt either way.
Looking at Kurumi's pained face made his heart bleed, and it was his fault. In a sudden moment, he let a sexually-charged side of him take over, and he ended up hurting her and she returned it via his hand. In a twisted way, his hand being crushed was probably karma.
Maybe this was a bad idea. Worse; it might make the terrors amplify like he previously feared. He began to pull himself up and out…
WRAP!
With a close-up narrowed eye, like lightning, Kurumi wrapped her legs around Michael despite her discomfort the very second he tried to escape, and grabbed his face with both hands so she could force him to look at her. This of course prevented him from leaving unless he really tried, but all that would accomplish is making her upset based on her actions just now.
"Don't… dare…!" She warned him through her teeth while looking directly at him, the word 'you' having gotten lost in her low and pained tone. She was NOT ready to give up so easily. They weren't done… FAR from it. Seeing this was how she decided to react, Michael just remained put. It was probably safer to wait till she was ready.
After a few moments, the look on her eyes told him he could continue. "You sure?" He felt the need to ask her.
Her only answer was pulling his head down so she could speak directly into his ear, her soft speaking making small popping sounds as she was so close to it like ASMR… "Like the Nurse's Office..."
With her indirect "okay" given, Michael could not deny her, so he did grant her wish and began to move, but at a controlled pace. The pain for Kurumi had subsided while they were unified and still, but it returned in bursts when Mike went in and out of her, but she ignored it. She wanted this and she wasn't gonna let anything stop her, not even herself.
As he slid inward and outward, she slowly began to feel pleasure again, which also made the moans return. "Ah… ah… ah… ah…" she said with each thrust. Every time
he returned inside her valley, she could feel his thing not only increase in size, but also spread her out. His dick was hitting places she couldn't dream of touching, and she
hugged him with both her arms, and tightened the wrapping of her legs, allowing deeper access to her.
She could feel the urge to say his name. "Ah… ah… Mi… Mi…" She said, but resisted saying the entirety of it for now. It was getting harder to do so the more times Michael hit her internally.
Michael felt great himself. The tight recesses of Kurumi's being were very much warm, making him grunt as he pounded her, and eventually his hips just began moving faster on their on. This increased the speed of Kurumi's moaning as well. Both of them feeling his now tender meat hit towards the back.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Kurumi felt as if some kind of pleasure button was being pressed. The more time he hit that spot, the more electricity was sent throughout her entire body, to the point she was thrusting back into him for she had lost control of her hips, as well as her limbs for they pulled him in tighter.
Michael went to kiss her neck again, also sucking on her neck again, doubling the pleasure for the Nightmare. In response to this, one of Kurumi's hands pushed the back of Michael's head down further into her neck, begging him to continue. He had also sped up his thrusting, his body no longer caring about her well-being and chased its own pleasure. Kurumi was also matching his thrusting, their bodies clapping together at the same time.
Gripping his hair, the Spirit continued pushing Michael in her neck before finally pulling it up and smashing her lips into his, wrapping her second arm around his neck for leverage, and roughly kissing each other again; the Spirit desperate to taste him once more, highly addicted to his flavor. She moaned even louder into the kiss, even as their clapping speed further ramped up.
They parted for air, and Kurumi moaned out as both reached maximum pounding speed. Michael head was nodded downward like he was looking at her chest, but his eyes were closed and his teeth were visibly gritting.
"HAAAA! AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH!" The Time Spirt whom was normally dressed elegantly had her head thrown back, moaning like a common slut. She was like a cat in heat, unable to stop making sounds every single time her love had smashed into her.
She felt something coming… something building up deep inside her and it felt like she really WAS gonna explode. This feeling tightened and tightened within, and continued to do so inside both Spirit and Spirit Sealer until…
SPLURT!
"HA-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" With a scream, Kurumi soiled herself and all over the bed and Michael's dick, unable to hold back any longer as she finally exploded. Not only that; her eyes snapped open, she recovered her clock-eye for a moment (which glowed and we get a close-up of her face), and released her shadow all over the room. Likewise, Michael thrusted one final time into her, and grunted in ecstasy with her as his essence filled her insides, some leaking out due to the amount.
The fact no one woke up from that scream and came to check on them was a miracle.
A few gasps left Kurumi's person, then she fell back completely after a few seconds with Michael falling on top of her, his head resting off one of her shoulders while both their hands fell into the bed, her chest squashed against his again. Kurumi took in the deepest breaths she ever had to take, all from her very first and very explosive orgasm, and having been achieved by this boy making her cum for him after an intense foreplay session, then the actual act of love making itself.
Her eyes glazed over, and she slowly recalled her shadow back into herself, actually having barely any energy left to bring it back… this was the most beautiful thing she ever experienced in her life. And if possible, she wouldn't mind going through it a second time. Or a third. Or a tenth. Or even more.
"… … … so… Patient satisfaction?" Michael quipped as he lifted himself slowly back up as his arms recovered the strength to do so. Kurumi smiled at him while turning her head to look at him.
"Very satisfied…" she quipped back, then leaned in to kiss him which he returned. They planted 3 kisses on each others lips before parting, with the third and final one lasting a few seconds longer. They stared into each other lovingly, then made moves to toss the comforter off the bed (which will be yet ANOTHER thing to clean up), and got under the sheets themselves to finally get some sleep, sleeping side-by-side.
Kurumi rested her head on his right shoulder and one hand on his chest while looking up at him. "… I love you… so much, Michael." She added.
Michael kissed her forehead in response. "Love you too, Nightmare." He said her codename instead of her real one, clearly joking with her. She smiled brighter and rested her head down on his shoulder even more, relaxing herself to eventually fall asleep. With his left hand, he gently held her the back of her hand while holding her with his other, before both of them finally did start catching Zs'.
Oh… and Kurumi… she didn't have a single terror that night. Not even one bad dream, so a cure had finally been found. She slept 100% peacefully, in the arms of the brave human who rescued her, and her heart…