Bell sat back on his bed, a dazed look on his face.
'Fire Rabbit,' he thought, 'my new alias is 'Fire Rabbit'.'
It was still a jarring name to be sure, one that was honestly the farthest name in Bell's mind. He wanted something like 'Crimson Lightning' or 'Firestorm's Edge', something that would sound amazing or epic.
…or just because they sounded like really cool names to him.
With a sigh, Bell fell back on his bed. His head hitting the pillows with a soft thud. Ignoring the alias name for now, he thought of what else his Goddess, Hestia, told him about the Denatus. Eros appearing before the other Gods, angering Ouranos enough to cause a storm, his confession to creating the unique magic on Bell's back, his reasoning for making it, and his scolding of the Gods.
One question that nawed at the back of his mind still made its way into his thoughts.
'Why me?'
Bell never once in his life considered himself better than others. He never thought of himself as unique or special. He came from a modest life, raised by his kind grandfather, and worked by the sweat on his brow. Coming to the city hardly changed who he was. Sure, he was taught that not every adventure started smoothly, given the amount of times he was rejected from so many familia's before finding a home with Hestia. Nonetheless, he stayed true to who he was, an honest person trying to do his best every day.
It wasn't anything unique, lots of people in the world did that.
So why him?
Why did the magic gift fall upon him?
What made him so special?
Bell groaned and rubbed at the bridge of his nose, lessening the oncoming headache. This wasn't the first time he had these thoughts, these doubts, but this time felt worse, this time felt different.
This time Bell could feel the weight of the power on his back and it was heavy. What Hestia had told him, about why Eros didn't sell them out, it made Bell feel grateful but also worried, and from that worry peeked the ugly head of doubt.
Did he really deserve to have this magic and would he be ready to face whatever threats Eros hinted at?
And that left another question, one that stirred in his mind. What threats was Eros talking about?
What hadn't he said at the meeting and…
Would he and his familia be strong enough to face them?
He was cut off from his thoughts by a gentle knocking at his door. Bell leaned up from his bed and blinked in surprise before looking out the window, seeing the stars and pale full moon glowing outside.
'It's so late,' he thought, 'who would be knocking on my door at this hour?'
With a grunt, he stood from his bed and went to the door. He would have called them in, given it was unlocked, but he was worried that he could wake the others.
A ridiculous thought, sure, given the noise he and Koukin made with each other a few nights ago, but he still played it safe, despite the assurance of the architecture of Goibniu familia.
He reached his door and opened it, seeing who his visitor was.
"Hana?" Bell asked, surprised, "What are you doing up so late and…," he looked her over, even more surprised, "why are you wearing such a thick robe?"
Indeed, the eccentric artist of the Hestia familia was outside Bell's room wearing a thick sleeping robe that was perhaps too big for a girl Hana's size. It looked rather heavy as well but Hana didn't appear the least bit bothered. In fact, Bell could say she looked downright comfortable inside such a large robe and he privately thought she looked cute with the puffy collar covering half her face, leaving only her purple hair and similarly purple eyes visible.
"Greetings captain," Hana said, voice coming out clearly despite the fluffy collar, "may I come in?"
Bell didn't have a reason to refuse her and was curious why she came so late in the night anyway. He nods and stepped back, allowing Hana to walk in and closed the door behind her.
She looked around her, taking in Bell's room with curious eyes, "hmmm," she hummed, "I expected a bit more from you, captain," she said, followed by a sigh, "I thought for sure you would have decorated your room somewhat, but it looks so…spartan."
Bell probably should have felt insulted but he honestly didn't, in fact, he felt tickled by the comment.
With a laugh, he replied, "Yeah, sorry about that. I've thought of decorating once or twice but I just like my room the way it is," he shrugged, "I've never really been too much of a material person. Just the essentials are enough for me."
Hana stared at her captain and Bell could see a smile in those eyes, "I can understand and respect that. There is artistry in simplicity after all."
With her comment said, Hana walked over to Bell's bed and sat on it. She looked to Bell, "If it is alright with you, captain," she began, "I'd like to ask you about something."
Bell went and sat at his desk chair, looking at her, "Sure," he agreed, "what is it?"
Hana stared at Bell for a moment before looking down suddenly. She muttered something that Bell couldn't catch and looked back up, her eyes looking fierce and determined, "I have come here with a request," she said sternly, "I would like it if we could-," she stilled, took a breath and continued, "if we could have this night together. A night of passion, if you will," Bell could now see the blush that threatened to cover her face, "if you pleased."
Bell was still in shock for a second. Hana was asking to…have sex with him. He shouldn't be so surprised, but he was, after his night with Koukin and his agreement with everyone on their shared skill, Bell thought they wouldn't come to him for that hardly at all. Yet, here was Hana, asking him to have a night together.
Bell, silently thanked Koukin for helping him with his nerves that one night they shared, otherwise Bell was certain he would have run out of the room in a panic.
Nonetheless, Bell took a deep breath to still what little nervousness he was feeling and replied, "Are you sure?" he asked, "you don't have to if you don't want to."
Hana looked at him with renewed intensity, "I do," she replied, "I truly do, Bell. I wish to grow stronger as well, all the more since witnessing you vanquish the minotaur. I know the methods are most unorthodox but that won't stop me," he eyes had a new glint in them, a glint Bell had seen whenever he saw her work on her art, "besides, unorthodox can just be another word for eccentric."
Bell had no counter argument against that, or any argument at all when Hana had that look in her eye. He knew he had no reason to refuse, in fact he actually wanted to. He just didn't know how to respond to such a request. He would guess it was still a crazy concept to him, even now.
"'If we do this, we do this together, mutually.'" Hana quoted aloud, surprising Bell, "You said so yourself, captain. I do wish to do this but if you don't, then I'll be fine and respect your decision," she nodded to herself, "indeed, I would prefer that this experience be enjoyable for the both of us and not sully our relationship."
Bell had no words to say, what could he say to that? Instead he gave a reply.
"Okay," he said, "if you're sure."
Hana nodded, "I am," she said, before seemingly sinking into the collar of the robe with a very visible blush, "though I confess I…I need guidance if we are to do this."
Bell cocked his head, curious to what that meant.
Seeing his expression, Hans clarified, "Whether as a result of the summoning or the few gaps in my memory of my former life, I can't recall a time where I was," she got even redder, "intimate with anyone," she looked to Bell, "so I'm trusting you to take the lead on this. After hearing about your exploits with Koukin, I have faith in your skills."
Bell felt a blush creep up his face at her words. Koukin had told Hans about their time together? When? Why? Bell didn't need to think hard to work out why.
He imagined Hana approaching Koukin one day and asking her about her time with Bell. Koukin, being the responsible vice-captain that she is, probably explained in thorough detail about what to expect and how Bell's performance was.
He hoped she was honest and that he was good. He recalled it was a satisfying experience for the both of them and Koukin was ready to begin again the next morning.
"Then I'll do my best," Bell said with a smile, "how would you like to start?"
Hana finally pushed her head fully out of the collar of her robe and replied, "If I had to choose, I would like to start with a kiss."
Bell nodded and moved to the bed, he sat down next to her, meeting her eyes.
Bell could see the nervousness in them but he could also see the curiosity and excitement in that gaze as well, it made him smile and slowly move his hand to cup her cheek.
Hans leaned into the touch, feeling Bell's warmth and compassion in the gesture. Slowly, Bell leaned forward and so did Hana, both feeling each other's breaths on their lips.
They made contact and both Bell and Hana closed their eyes upon meeting their lips with each other. For a moment, they were still before they increased the intensity. Hana gently pushed her lips further against Bell's, relishing the feeling she was experiencing. She felt Bell put a hand on her back and push her against him, letting him feel more of her body and more of her mouth.
Hans moaned at the sensations she was feeling, an action capitalized by Bell. He gently opened his mouth and licked Hana's partially opened lips, making the artist gasp in surprise. Taking the initiative, Bell gently let his tongue slide forward and enter Hana's mouth, making her moan loudly at the sensation before Bell muffled it by locking lips with her, hiding his own moan of pleasure alongside hers.
Hana was in a flux of sensation and stimuli. She had not expected it to feel this good, to be intimate with someone. It ignited something more than just her artistic muse, it unlocked feelings and desires that she had kept bottled up for far too long, and Bell was right here to receive it with open arms.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into herself, practically flushing her body with his. She let her tongue touch Bell's in response to his and together they truly tasted one another. Both gave moans of pleasure as their tongues caressed each other and explored one another's mouths. Relishing the flavors each was tasting.
They were so wrapped up in their kissing that they just nearly forgot the importance of oxygen. With an effort, they broke their kiss, leaving multiple lines of saliva connecting to each other's lips. They each heaved massive breaths of air, trying to recover as much oxygen as they could. Both staring into each other's flushed faces and eyes as they recovered.
Purple met red, both clouded with desire and want. This wasn't over, not by a long shot. Both wanted to feel more and experience more.
Both wanted to be out of these hot and annoying clothes and continue this in better form.
Bell was about to lift up his shirt and remove his pants, when a soft but firm hand touched his chest. He looked to see Hana had stopped him, a gleam in her eye.
"Before you show me your body," she began, "I want to show you mine."
Hana stood from the bed, her thick robe making her feel all the more confined and hot. She reached down and untied the soft belt that held it closed. Once loosened, the middle of the robe parted and Bell could see the glimpses of bare flesh beneath it. With a shrug of her shoulders, Hana let the robe fall and Bell was surprised at what he saw.
Hana always had a habit of stripping whenever she was in the throes of her artwork and Bell had seen her a few times in that state and blushed like mad and ran away when he did.
Now there was no running and Bell had an unobstructed view of Hana in all her glory.
His eyes naturally fell down to her breasts, seeing their large and firm size on her chest never failed to surprise him. Their form honestly reminded Bell of how his Goddess's chest was and how high they sat, though Bell would never voice that out loud. He trailed his eyes down seeing her trim and curved waist that flared out when his gaze reached her thighs. Hana had, what Bell's grandfather would call, an hourglass figure and it only heightened his attraction to her all the more. He saw, unlike Koukin, Hana was bare and spotless between her legs, making the slit that he could see all the more pronounced.
He looked over her body a few times more, seeing the subtle hints and well earned signs of musculature from her martial arts. This only made her beauty all the more remarkable and if Bell could put what he saw into words…
"Your body is very eccentric," he said with a soft smile and appreciative tone, "you should be proud."
Bell's words were not what Hana expected at all. Was she proud of her body? Yes. Did she expect a compliment from Bell? Yes. Did she expect 'this' kind of flattery? No!
His words made the artist flush anew and she looked away with a pout on her lips, "I underestimated you captain," she said, "you are far more formidable than I thought."
Bell was clueless to her words but before he could voice a question, Hana made her move.
After regaining her composure, Hana adjusted her stance and seemed to stand taller before walking up to Bell. He watched as she moved, seeing her chest bounce right before his eyes in a hypnotic dance that he couldn't turn away from. When she was a scant few feet from him, she put her hands on her hips and waited.
A moment passed and Bell still stared at her chest, completely transfixed. Hana did feel a swell of pride at that but knew that now wasn't the time for Bell to get too distracted. She coughed lightly to get his attention, "Bell, while I appreciate that you enjoy my figure," she began, smiling as Bell looked up at her with an embarrassed expression, "I believe it's your turn to undress yourself."
Bell quickly moved to comply. Unlike Hana, Bell wasn't as elegant as she was with her revealing his body. In fact, as Hana looked on unabashed, she would say that Bell was rather clumsy in terms of stripping.
'He needs to work on that,' she thought, thinking of her cousin and her mastery of revealing herself, 'his technique is sorely lacking.'
Soon though, any critique she otherwise had was forgotten when she saw him standing in the nude before her. It was her first time seeing a man nude, she realized, and Bell was quite the example to study. Well toned and lean, befitting his swift style of fighting in the dungeon. Her gaze traveled lower and she felt her breath catch in her mouth.
'My captain,' she thought, 'I should have been using you for my figure practice. To think you could possess such an amazing tool and body.'
Bell felt sheepish when Hana stared at his manhood for a good deal of time. He almost turned aside and prepared to cover himself, but that might have ruined the mood somewhat. Instead, he just sat back on the bed and patted beside him.
"Here," he began, "it's far more comfortable to do this on the bed."
Hana took her attention off his waist and looked Bell in the eye before a small blush graced her features. She quickly nodded and moved to sit beside him, landing softly and making her chest bounce enticingly. Bell fought the urge to get lost at staring at those magnificent breasts again.
"Now what?" asked Hana, she was no longer as nervous as she was at first. She was actually quite comfortable after stripping herself naked and having Bell join her.
"Now? Well I guess this is a good start," he said before reaching a hand up and placing it on one of her breasts.
Hana drew in a sharp breath, surprised by the action. Bell stopped and looked at her, concern and worry on his features. She met his stare and just nodded, telling him to continue. Hana didn't mean for such a response, she was just surprised at the sensation she felt and as Bell gently began caressing her breast, she quickly grew to enjoy it.
Bell moved his hand gently over Hana's breast feeling the weight and softness of the orb. He recalled his time with Koukin and tried to call forth his knowledge of that moment, focusing on gestures and motions that would give Hana the pleasure he wished to impart.
Hana felt like her chest and parts of her body were alight in fire, feeling the pleasurable sensation of Bell caressing her chest with practice motions. She moaned and groaned as he squeezed and rubbed her breast, feeling her nipple dance across his passing fingers. She found herself leaning back and towards Bell, slowly inching her way upon his leg, making Bell give a soft noise of surprise himself. She rose a hand to the one on her chest and reached back with the other to grab his arm and bring it forward, letting his hand drop on her other breast.
She pressed herself back against him, feeling his warm pale skin against hers. Feeling his heat and breath on the back of her neck. She adjusted her grip so she could press both hands against his and on her breasts. Looking over her shoulder and into his ruby eyes she said, "Please, Bell. More."
Bell's hands went to work together, caressing and molding the mounds in his hands, drawing more pleasurable sounds from Hana. He went at them from the sides, he squeezed them in the middle, and he lifted them up and dropped them back into his palms with satisfying noises. All the while, Hana squirmed and rubbed herself against his naked leg, letting Bell feel the heat and moistness that was coming from between her legs.
He kept up his work on her chest a bit longer, before letting one hand trail down her chest, caressing her side, brush against her navel, before reaching his destination.
Hana pushed her hips up in surprise in response to Bell's intimate touch against her slit. Feeling his fingers play across her womanhood and having one slightly enter her. She felt his touch dance and send sparks down her spine and across her body.
Bell could tell he was doing something right. His last intimate moment with a woman gave him hints to act upon. Nonetheless, he played it safe, not trying to be forceful or reckless with his technique. Wanting Hana to experience the sensations at her own pace.
When Bell felt her wrap her hand around his head and turn his to hers for another impassioned kiss, he realized that Hana might like it a bit more rougher than he thought.
She broke the kiss, her eyes foggy with lust as she looked into his, "Please, Bell," she gasped, "more."
Bell reciprocated, and Hana nearly yelled as he redoubled his efforts. She felt the hand still on her breast squeeze harder and he firmly held a nipple between his fingers, pulling it forward while squeezing her chest, the finger in her nethers inserted deeper inside. Bringing new flashes of pleasure as she felt him pull it out and put it back in.
Bell could feel that Hana was close and decided to add another touch to set her off to absolute ecstasy. He leaned forward and with deliberate purpose, licked at her neck before gently biting it.
That was the dam that drowned the camel.
Hana gave a loud shout of ecstasy and Bell felt her tense and squeeze on his finger before a splash of liquid burst from her womanhood, soaking his hand. He felt her whole body tense up before relaxing against his chest and in his arms.
For a moment they just sat there on the bed, each enjoying the presence of the other. Bell felt his chest swell with a bit of pride at his actions. Glad he was able to give Hana a good experience with his hands.
Though that would not be the end of it, not at all.
Recovering astonishingly quickly, Hana twisted her body around to face Bell, this time sitting on his lap with her arms on his shoulders. She felt his length, hard and tall, press against the crevice of her bottom, making her shiver at the feeling.
"That was more than I imagined, Bell," Hana said, her voice not showing the least bit of exhaustion, "but I know there is more to do, more for you to show me," she leaned closer, "more for us to experience."
Bell, despite his growing experience with women, still found himself speechless when confronted like this. He could hardly form the next words as he stared into Hana's purple eyes. Seeing them shine with unleashed lust and passion.
He didn't need to say anything, because Hana had more to say, "I know that I lack experience in these sort of things, but I'm not without knowledge of my own," she got off Bell's lap and knelt down between his legs, seeing his manhood up close and personal, "allow me to at least attempt to return the favor."
She reached out with an exploratory hand and wrapped her fingers around his length. Bell felt the soft touch of her hand and it nearly made him climax there and then. Thankfully he had enough control to bottle the urge up for the time being, especially since he imagined Hana was going to be doing far more soon.
He was proven correct when he felt a wet sensation touch his length. Looking down, he saw Hana had leaned forward and was gently licking around his manhood with careful attention, letting her tongue dance and curl around his length with dexterous care. All the while stroking it with her other hand.
Bell fought to stay in control of his body, he didn't want to burst this soon, not after giving Hana such treatment earlier. Nonetheless, it was proving difficult with Hana's apparent skill she was displaying. Bell imagined she probably studied up on more than her anatomy practice when she was working on her art.
There was a change in Hana's technique and took her tongue and hand from Bell's manhood, making him blink in surprise at the girl. Hana saw his gaze and smiled, "Worry not," she said, "there is something I wished to do. Something I'm sure you'll enjoy."
Before Bell could reply, Hana took her own breasts in her hands and moved forward, gently enveloping Bell's length.
Bell just nearly stopped himself from climaxing right then, the soft and warm sensation of Hana's chest around his manhood nearly too much for him to handle.
Hana could tell she was doing something right when felt Bell's body and length twitch and shudder. She smiled and pressed her breasts around his length harder, earning a pleasured moan from Bell for her efforts. She then began to move her breasts up and down, watching as she saw the tip of his manhood constantly peek and retreat from inside her bosom. It was a fascinating thing to witness and she found her artistic mind forming poetry in her head.
'A rod, long and stiff.'
'Between a pair of soft clouds.'
'Ecstasy comes swift.'
As if by divine authority, Bell tensed and let out a groan as his length twitched in her bosom. Hana watched, surprised as ropes of white liquid burst from the tip, draping across her chest in a messy display. One stand shot farther than the others and landed on her cheek, making her gasp in surprise.
Soon, Bell's climax was over, and he panted, not out of exhaustion, but just the sheer thrill of climaxing.
He looked down and his eyes widened. Hana was on her knees with wide eyes as her chest was coated in Bell's cum, the sight of her like that made Bell feel bad for causing such a mess.
"Hana! Oh my gosh, I'm sorry," Bell said, fretting, "I didn't mean to-," he looked for the right words, "go off like that. Here, I'll find something to clean you up."
Before Bell could leave the bed, Hana pushed him back to sit and rose up herself, "Not to worry, Bell," Hana began, walking over to her robe on the floor, "I already imagined things would get 'dirty', so I already prepared for that," she reached into a deep pocket in her robe and pulled out a small towel, "though I didn't think I would be using this so soon."
Hana began to wipe at her chest, taking care to get every speck off her chest. She then remembered she had a splash of it on her cheek and moved to wipe at it. Before she did though, her curiosity got the better of her and darted her tongue out to catch some of it before wiping it away.
She tested its flavor, tasting the bitter but not unsatisfying sensation she received from it. An acquired taste to be sure but one she believes she could get used to.
No time to dwell on that, it was time for the home stretch, the final action that she was most looking forward to and was most nervous about.
Hana faced Bell and walked towards him with purpose in her steps. Bell found himself leaning back upon her approach and eventually had his back on the bed as she made to crawl on top of him, her hands on either side of his head and her large chest just inches from his. He looked into those purple eyes, seeing the desire, curiosity, and excitement in them.
Hana slightly dropped herself upon Bell's chest, letting him feel the weight of her body and the pressure of her large chest against his, "I'm ready," Hana said to Bell, her voice hot, "I'm ready to experience the last step in this dance of ours," she leaned her head forward and Bell felt her nose touch his, "please, Bell. Show me what joys you brought to Koukin."
If ever there was a time for the dam to break on Bell's self control, this was the time.
Bell leaned up and closed the distance with their lips again, bringing his hands around and grabbing both well curved cheeks of her round ass and pulling them towards him, bringing his manhood in contact with her womanhood.
Hana gasped at the sensations she was feeling. His tongue entering her mouth, his hands molding her ass, and his length rubbing against her slit. She could do nothing but moan in response to these stimuli, the sound spurring Bell on. Soon enough, he caught Hana off guard and twisted his body, flipping their positions. Bell broke the kiss and moved his hands from her ass to her legs, gently caressing and opening them up wider.
"Are you ready?" Bell asked, his voice earnest.
Hana nodded, her cheeks red but perked with a smile.
"Yes, please," the eccentric artist said.
With an adjustment of his hips, Bell began to enter Hana, pushing in carefully.
Hana felt like lightning flashed behind her eyes at the sensation she was feeling. At first there was some discomfort but then there was a trickle of enjoyment, the. That enjoyment became rapturous pleasure.
She could hardly form words, only small gasps and squeaks escaping her mouth, each one telling Bell he was doing something right.
Eventually, Bell felt his hips touch hers and Hana gave a long groan of pleasure before gasping in realization. She had managed to take all of Bell inside her. She didn't think she could, given his generous size, but she was proven wrong.
She felt a swell of pride in her chest at that accomplishment, as ridiculous as it was.
Though ridiculous was just another word for eccentric in her opinion.
"Are you alright?" Bell's concerned voice broke through her thoughts. She stared at her captain, her summoner, her friend, and as of right now-
Her lover.
Hana smiled and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, "Yes, please," she began, "let's continue."
Bell smiled and drew his hips back, his member coming out half way before he thrusted forward. Hana made a sound of pleasure and Bell continued with his motions, gently thrusting into her, allowing to get used to the motions.
Hana gasped and moaned under Bell, feeling his hips make contact with hers, seeing his athletic body on top of hers. She quickly got used to the sensation of Bell's thrusts and wrapped her legs around him, wordlessly telling him to go faster.
Bell had no issue with replying and was soon thrusting faster into Hana, hearing her moans and cries of pleasure spurring him to go harder. Looking down, he saw her face, mouth open and letting out sounds of pleasure. Down further, he was treated to the sight of Hana's bouncing chest, the orbs of flesh shining with faint sweat thanks to the lamp on Bell's desk.
He watched those breasts bounce in response to his thrusts, seeing their shape and the faint pink nipples that capped them, how tantalizing they looked.
Letting his instincts take over, Bell leaned down and caught one of her bouncing breasts and began to gently naw on it, flicking the nipple with his tongue.
Hana arched her back and squeezed Bell further into her chest, her body sending sparks of joy from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. She relished Bell's sudden actions to her chest, she enjoyed every continuous thrust of his hips against her own.
She enjoyed every sensation of this dance of ecstasy!
She felt something tighten within her, like a muscle she had never felt before and that loosening it would lead to something wonderful, "Bell," Hana called, her breath steaming from exertion, "I feel like I'm-I-I-I'm going to burst," she eventually let out before releasing a loud moan as he increased his pace all the sudden.
"Me too," gasped Bell, removing his mouth from her breast and letting his head rest on her large chest, "let's do it together, Hana."
Hana didn't voice her agreement, just wrapping her arms and legs around Bell and enjoying this ascent to climax alongside him.
Soon, the thrusts Bell was producing were at a fever pitch and Hana's cries came out more and more before finally…
The world burst into colors before their eyes.
Bell gave one more thrust before hilting and letting out his essence into Hana, giving a loud and relaxed groan of pleasure as he did so.
Hana clenched herself further around Bell and timed her climax with his, feeling the amazing heat entering her body before matching it with her own, the sensation of their climatic burst upon each other nearly undoing her into cumming again.
Eventually, both relaxed and fell upon the other. Well, Bell fell upon Hana as he leaned his body down to rest. Hana didn't mind, finding Bell's weight none too encumbrancing for her. She raised a hand to rub across Bell's back while both he and her rested after their passionate exchange.
Bell smiled at Hana's gentle touch. After such an intense moment, a little spot of gentleness was nice, "Thank you, Hana," Bell said, his voice close to her ear.
"What for, Bell?" Hana asked, "It is I who should be thanking you. After all, I was the one that requested this," she smiled, "you were the one who made it so enjoyable."
Bell blushed at the compliment, so easy was he to flattery, a trait the Hana still found enduring.
"This went above and beyond what I expected, Bell," Hana said, beginning to move out from under Bell. She shivered when she felt Bell's manhood leave her, a pleasurable feeling, "Koukin wasn't exaggerating when she said you were a natural," she thought for a moment, "though, given that this is perhaps my first time, I might not be fit to make that call."
Bell smiled at Hana's words and the compliment from his vice-captain, glad he was able to meet expectations.
Hana moved herself up the bed and turned around, giving Bell a great view of her ample and well curved behind. She propped her hands in front of her and spread her legs slightly, giving Bell another great view of her wet womanhood. She looked over her shoulder at him and gently waved her bottom, "I still wish to experience more, Bell," Hana said with a smile full of fire and eyes full of excitement, "would you be kind enough to provide?"
Bell saw the well shaped behind and immediately his body responded, his length standing tall as it was before, "Yes," replied Bell, "I'd be happy to."
He moved up behind her, placing his hands on her hips to stop them moving. With careful aim, he inserted himself back into her, making the artist moan.
This was a new position for the both of them and one that allowed Bell to reach deeper, if that was possible. He moved his hips and watched as they impacted on the ass below him, seeing it shake and ripple with his impacts. He quite liked the sight of it, that, and hearing Hana's sounds of pleasure.
Bell leaned forward, never slowing down his thrusts, and had his chest meet with Hana's back, with his head just beside hers. He could see her expression and found it beautiful and cute. Hana turned her eyes, then her head, to meet Bell's and both had the same thought in mind. They closed the distance and their eyes and met in a lock of lips, a kiss more passion driven than before, with their tongues darting and tasting the other.
Bell reached a hand around to grab at a swinging breast and leaned back, taking Hana back with him. Both enjoyed the change of position, judging by their moans, and continued to thrust with and against the other.
This night was passion driven and guided by lust and love. With Bell and Hana enjoying every second of it.
Unaware that their actions were having an effect on an unexpected
Hot. It felt so hot.
No matter how much she tried, she couldn't rid herself of the heat that was plaguing her body right now. She had taken a cold shower, she had rid herself of her clothing when she went to her room, and she had opened a window to let some cool night air in.
None of it solved the heat that permeated inside her, that sent her nerves in flux, that made her senses of smell, taste, hearing, and touch so overbearing.
She felt like she would go mad if she didn't find a solution.
Then she smelled something, something floating in the air. It was faint but she could feel her body relax somewhat before flaring up again.
She had to find this scent, though brief, it helped with the sensations she was experiencing.
Without further ado, she left her room, quietly, as to not disturb her neighbors. Though she found that may be a non factor given she made a lot of groaning noises and no one came to check on her.
Goibniu familia did great work.
Clearing her mind of everything except her pursuit, she made her way upstairs and to where the scent was, feeling her body igniting over and over again with mind numbing stimuli. She eventually reached her destination and knew who was behind the door.
Too late to back out now, she opened the door quietly before closing it behind her. Her body nearly collapsed in overwhelming excitement at what she smelled, heard, and
Bell and Hana had changed positions since their second climax, with Bell laying back on the bed and Hana bouncing on his waist. A position that Bell believed might be her favorite, given the enthusiasm she showed when first descending upon his length.
He watched as Hana bounced upon him, each impact of their waists creating a musical sound. He saw her breasts, made larger by her hands pushing against his chest and having them squeezed between her arms as a result. Even pressed together, they bounced with the artist's motions, their size and shape preventing any chance of stability.
Bell wasn't going to hold back for much longer and the concentration appearing on his face only sparked a smile out of Hana, taking joy out of making him climax before her, if only by a hair.
Soon they reached a crescendo and Hana smacked her hips on top of him one last powerful time and Bell finally burst. Blasting his essence once more into the artist and triggering her own orgasim as a result, making Hana rear her head back and cry in ecstasy.
They remained there for a moment, eyes closed, each catching their breath. One squeeze of Hana's insides around Bell told him that she would be eager to continue again before long.
Until that begins, he could afford himself a few moments of rest. He laid back in his bed, enjoying the thrilling sensations that passed through his body and the soft weight of Hana on his waist.
And now he enjoyed the feverish kisses that Hana was giving him. He tried his best to respond in kind, but Hana must've been feeling more enthusiastic after their last round with each other.
He didn't dislike it at all, in fact, kissing was his favorite part. His young romantic soul shined anytime he kissed Hana or when he kissed Koukin. It was so personal and intimate that it made the whole event so much greater.
"Well this is unexpected," Hana said, "strangely enough, I am not in the least bit deterred. In fact, this just became a whole lot more eccentric."
'That's strange,' Bell thought, 'How could Hana talk when she's busy kissing…me.'
Bell opened his eyes and nearly had a heart attack. He wasn't kissing Hana at all! He was kissing Elbia!
Elbia took advantage of Bell's surprise and landed another kiss on him, deeper than the others and with much more tongue. Bell tried to say something but Elbia pushed his own tongue back and increased the intensity. Bell wasn't sure what to do. Why was Elbia here? When did she sneak into the room? Why was she acting like this all the sudden?
Bell moved his hands to Elbia's shoulders and gently, but firmly, pushed the werewolf girl back, drawing a whine and groan from her.
"Elbia," Bell began, catching his breath, "What's going on? Why are you here?"
He finally noticed the state of his familia's second artist. Not only was she naked, her cheeks were flushed, her bare body was covered in sweat, and she was panting so hard Bell could feel the heat of her breath touch most of his body.
"M-moon," Elbia panted, finding a moment to speak, "the moon. Whenever it's full, I feel hot and antsy. Like I want to hunt something," Bell almost flinched when her eyes became much more focused on him, "or when I want to mate with someone special to me," she reached up with her own hands and grabbed Bell's, bringing them down and towards her chest, letting Bell feel the firm softness of the werewolf girl's breasts, "please Bell," Elbia said, her voice practically begging, "help me with this feeling. Help me with this urge I feel," she leaned forward and Bell could see moisture in her eyes that spoke of unspoken pain, "have me tonight so I don't have to feel this way."
Bell was at a loss for words, a pretty common occurrence he realizes. Elbia was asking him to have sex with her tonight? And she was like this because of the full moon? Bell had heard tales of demi-humans having different reactions to phases of the moon, but never anything like this. Looking into Elbia's eyes, Bell could tell that Elbia was in a rough spot right now and that what she said was genuine. She needed his help.
And Bell was never one to turn down someone in need.
"Okay," accepted Bell, "what can I do to help?" he asked the werewolf girl.
Elbia just looked to where Hana was, or at least what she sat upon. Hana saw what she wanted and removed herself from atop Bell, "I believe that this is a good place for you and her to start, Bell," Hana said, giving a pleasurable sigh when she felt his manhood leave her body, "after experiencing sex for myself, I wonder what it would look like to see it from the side," she got off the bed and moved over to gently direct Elbia by the shoulders, the werewolf artist shivering under Hana's gentle touch. She directed her onto the bed, giving Bell a view of her pale shapely behind and Elbia's well curved tan one with gently wagging tail. He got harder just from the sight alone, "try to pace yourself, Elbia. Bell is a gentle lover," she smiled, "until you don't want him to be. Set the pace and he'll reciprocate," she guided Elbia to sit upon Bell's lap, the werewolf giving a cooing sound at feeling Bell's length run against her wet womanhood. Bell saw she had a well trimmed and…styled strip of fuzz above her slit. Bell chalked it up to her artistic personality.
Elbia was now on top of Bell, Hana behind her and gently comforting her from behind, easing her into the situation.
Though from how Elbia was looking down at Bell, nervousness was the farthest thing from the werewolf's mind.
Excitement and impatience on the other hand…
Elbia breathed heavily as she got ready to descend upon Bell, she was in a heightened state of mind right now but knew that this was what she wanted. Since being summoned, and after their initial meeting, chaotic though it was, Elbia had watched Bell and saw an amazing amount of strength and kindness that she'd never seen in a person. His actions when they were in the dungeon when the minotaur attacked heightened these feelings further. She wanted to approach him before the moon was full but couldn't find the courage to and now…well, he was far more accepting than she gave him credit for.
Now wasn't the time for thoughts, the fire inside of her and spreading through her body was overwhelming and Bell was the only one to calm it.
Without warning, Elbia dropped herself upon Bell's length and froze in shock.
'I didn't know,' she thought deliriously, 'I didn't know he was this big.'
Elbia just sat on his waist for a moment and both Bell and Hana were starting to grow concerned when she didn't respond to their calls. Bell eventually reached out a hand and was about to lightly shake Elbia's shoulders when a blur of motion caught his hand and slammed it beside his head.
Bell blinked and looked at his hand, "Eh?" he said, surprised. He saw the tan limb that held it down and traveled his way up the arm and into the face of Elbia, who had a blissful smile on her face along with a prominent blush. She leaned down, her large chest pressing against Bell's and said, "I finally caught me a rabbit tonight."
Bell saw her eyes gleam with predatory desire and knew then that she had fully succumbed to the beast within.
And he was her prey tonight.
Without warning, Elbia raised hips high and dropped them down upon Bell's length, bringing a shudder from the both of them. Again and again, Elbia bounced her hips against Bell's, enjoying the sparks of pleasure that were cooling the fire within her.
Bell was surprised by the sudden ferocity from the usually joyful and compassionate artist of the familia. Never imagining her to act like this, hell, move like this at all. He imagined it was something to do with the moon, as if it gave her a different personality altogether.
A personality that was currently attached to a powerful body that was at risk of bruising his hips!
Elbia rose up and sat straight upon Bell, her hands resting on her own thighs before resuming her bouncing. Softer this time but just as fast, with the added bonus of Bell seeing her large tan breasts bouncing before his eyes and seeing her joyful expression.
Despite the rough start, Bell was glad to see Elbia was enjoying herself and that the strained and painful expression was soon gone and seemingly forgotten. He was feeling good as well, the contrast between Hana and Elbia was unique to say the least, same with Koukin.
He wondered if that was the case with all those he summoned.
"Amazing," a voice broke through his thoughts. Bell looked to see Hana had moved off to the side of the bed and was watching the whole event play out before her eyes, like a museum goer admiring the brushwork of a painting that caught her eye, "so this is what it looks like from the outside. I knew it was intense to feel, but also to witness," she looked down to Bell, "truly a sight to see, correct?"
Bell had no idea how to answer that. If there even was a right or wrong answer. So he could only nod and begin to thrust his hips up into Elbia, making the werewolf cry out in joy and pleasure at his actions and divert Hana's focus back to the act with curious and amazed wide eyes.
It continued on like that for a moment, until Bell felt his next climax approaching. He warned Elbia that he was close and she replied by leaning forward and putting her head next to Bell's, allowing him to hear and feel her hot breath and feel her generous chest press against his.
"I'm c-close to," panted Elbia, giving Bell a light lick along his neck, "let's go together, please!"
Bell wouldn't dare deny the werewolf her wish. He reached out with his hands and planted them upon her soft and firm posterior, giving them a tender squeeze before moving one of them to her tail, which had been wagging uncontrollably since they began. In the moment that Bell touched her tail, Elbia nearly stopped in pleasurable shock at the sensations of Bell rubbing her tail, fondling one of her ass cheeks, pressing his strong chest against hers, and matching his thrusts with her own.
She went over the edge.
With a cry, Elbia orgasimed alongside Bell, who let out a groan signifying his release. They both felt their release upon or within the other and together they collapsed when it was done.
Elbia rolled off Bell and had a happy smile on her face that was a great contrast to the expression she had before. A welcomed one as far as Bell was concerned.
"Bell," panted Elbia, short of breath, "thank y-you," she finished her thanks by raising an arm and giving him a thumbs up.
Bell smiled, glad to see Elbia returned to herself. He raised his own arm and returned the gesture, "Glad I could help out," he reached over and rubbed her head, just near one of her ears, making them twitch in pleasure and causing Elbia to release pleased sounds, "though next time, please warn us ahead of time. That way we can prepare for this."
Elbia let out a sheepish laugh and pushed her head further into Bell's touch, nodding her agreement. Next time she'll be far more careful and give him and everyone more advance whenever the next full moon occurs.
Bell smiled at Elbia's reaction, glad to see her in better spirits. He was about to say more when he suddenly groaned and arched his hips at a new sensation. Elbia let out a sound of surprise at Bell's reaction and sat up on the bed in shock. She looked down Bell's body and soon gasped at what she saw was happening at his waist. Bell too looked down and let out his own noise of surprise.
For Hana was at Bell's waist, gently licking and stroking his length. His manhood that was just moments ago, covered in both Bell's and Hana's releases.
Bell was speechless at the sight and so was Elbia. Neither one finding the right words to say at a moment like this.
Hana didn't need them to say anything and just continued to lick, suck, and stroke until Bell's manhood was clean save for her saliva that now covered it. Hana raised herself up from his length and gave an evaluating hum before saying, "Not an unpleasant taste. Though still one to get used to."
"Huh?" Bell asked, bewildered.
Elbia shared his reaction with a tilt of her head.
"Nevermind," Hana said, moving on top of Bell and preparing to drop herself upon him again, "I trust you are ready to continue again?"
Bell's manhood seemed to think so, but Bell himself…
"A-are you sure you want to continue?" he asked nervously, "I-I don't want to over exert you."
By that, he meant he didn't want to over exert himself. As in, he didn't want to potentially wear himself out until he was nothing but a shriveled husk. He went at it with Koukin until he was tired and collapsed. With Hana though…Bell had the sinking feeling that, though he was a level two adventurer now, it would be an uphill battle to wear Hana out.
The artist wouldn't be swayed and with a sound of effort, Hana once more inserted Bell inside of her with a plop of their waists, making Bell groan at the tight sensation and Hana moan at feeling his generous size within her once more, "I'm sure Bell," Hana said, moving her hips in a circular motion, bringing fresh waves of pleasure to the both of them, "there's still more I wish to experience and learn in sex. Something that, after tonight, I believe you are the best partner to help me in learning more and improving upon my muse," she leaned down and pressed her breasts against his chest before giving him a kiss. It wasn't a sensual one, born of lust, but a soft one with tenderness and care. It took Bell back a bit, given the extremely passionate moment he had with Elbia earlier.
Hana broke the kiss and looked at Bell with sincerity, "please Bell," she said, in a voice that made Bell's heart jump.
Bell couldn't refuse, not when she looked at him like that.
"Okay," Bell said with a gentle smile, putting his hands on her soft thighs.
"Me too! Don't forget about me!" Elbia's voice came from the side and the werewolf leaned alongside Hana and looked at Bell with pleading eyes, "you helped me with my heat and I want to help you feel good too," she looked down and squirmed in embarrassment that was seen on her flushed face, it did tantalizing things to her chest as well, "and-and it felt really good," she looked back to Bell with a shy smile, "and I want to make you feel good some more too, Bell."
Bell was again touched by the sincerity of his friend and familia member, and lover now he supposed. Though now he was more hesitant in accepting this offer, not because he didn't want to, far from it.
It was because if Bell were honest, he wasn't sure he would last too long at any rate. Hana proved to be surprisingly energetic in compared to Koukin, once she got used to her first time, and Elbia was in a state of heat when she and Bell had their time with each other, something that robbed Bell of most of his stamina if he were honest.
He wanted to politely decline but before he could, Hana spoke up, "Absolutely inspiring, Elbia," she said, "I would be honored to share this experience with you. If you have no objections that is," she added the last part quickly.
Bell hoped Elbia did have objections.
"Of course!" the werewolf happily nodded and wagged her tail with enthusiasm, "we've shared a studio for who knows how long and we've seen each other naked countless times! I have no problem sharing a bed," she looked down at Bell, "or a man with you at all!"
Bell felt flattered by that but maybe they could share him a different night? Maybe after a few stamina potions?
He wanted to voice this out loud, but when both turned to face him with enthusiasm and honesty in their eyes, he couldn't refuse.
"Alright," Bell began, trying not to sound nervous, "how do you both want to start?"
They lept at him and Bell was put through a feat of strength and stamina that he never experienced before.
He only hoped he would be able to walk the next.