Miaka's Sin
"Dame! Don't come near me!!" Miaka cries out, backing against the wall of the tent. Nakago simply laughs.
"You can't get out of this one...just be a nice girl, and let your body enjoy the ultimate pleasure a man could give." And with that, Nakago grabs Miaka by the arms, forcing her to the floor, grinning down at her with evil glee. "Although I'm not very interested in undeveloped girls, I can't wait to see Tamahome's reaction when he finds out...15 is old enough to bear a child..." Nakago chuckles wickedly. "You will never be able to call Suzaku if you bear a child of a Seiryuu Seishi. Haahaa!"
Nakago reaches down and tears open Miaka's shirt, revealing her bra. Miaka stares up at him, fear shining in her eyes. She cries out in protest, struggling against him. This only makes him grin wider...the hard-on within his pants quite evident by now.
"Your skin is beautiful, Miaka...I can't wait to make you scream.." He whispers. His hands snake down her sides, removing her bra and skirt, as well as her panties. He then lets his hands explore her naked body, roughly caressing her breasts. Miaka squeals in protest.
"Nakago! Stop! I cannot betray Tamahome!" She pulls feircley against him, tears slowly making their way down her cheeks.
Nakago grins, his eyes shining with lust. He bends down low, his lips barely caressing Miaka's ear as he whispers into it, his hand trailing down to her cunt, rubbing it gently. "Forget Tamahome, Miaka. You're mine now."
She shakes her head furiously, crying out in protest, pressing against him. "Baka! No! let me go!"
He chuckles, his lips now caressing her neck softly, his half-clothed body pressing slightly down upon hers. "You know you want it, Miaka. You want me. Tamahome does not matter now-only I do."
Her eyes widen in surprise, glistening..she struggles still, yet her struggling dies down as she feels her nipples begin to harden, her cunt to slowly become damp and warm. She whimpers slightly, whispering. "N..Nakago..please, no...I..I can't betray Tamahome..please.."
"But you will." Nakago's voice is no more than a growl as he works one finger in and out of Miaka's wet sex. His other hand unlatches his own pants, pushing them away from his body, exposing his hard cock. He lifts her gently, turning her over, rubbing his shaft along her ass crack. "This is what you want, Miaka! Just admit it."
Miaka shakes her head feircley. She cant want this! She cant! Tamahome.....
But he's right....Tamahome did not matter right now. Even with her heart screaming at her...her body wanted Nakago. She closes her eyes tightly, whimpering softly...gulping quietly.
"Enough games, Miaka. You want this."
She reluctantly nods, tears tracing down her cheeks as she whispered.."H...hai..."
He smiles his wicked, cold smile. "Now, then." Before Miaka could protest..his hard cock was in her. Tears stream down her face at the sudden pain as he jams himself all the way within her with incredible force...tearing the hymen on the first stroke. She screams.
He pauses for a moment, bending down to whisper in her ear, stroking her hair.."Are you allright, Miaka?" He kisses her neck. Miaka's eyes spring open in surprise.
She whispers quietly.."I..itai, Nakago..it hurts...but..." He smiles, pulling almost all the way out before slamming into her again. She cries out once more, though this time in pleasure. "OH! it feels good!" She sounds almost surprised at this, bucking against Nakago, impaling herself firmly upon his rod.
Nakago grunts and groans as he works himself in and out of Miaka's tight pussy. Miaka echoes his cries, her hands gripping to the cloth floor of the tent, her body rocking with each thrust. With one hand, Nakago reaches around Miaka's upper body, grabbing a firm hold of her swaying breasts, squeezing them and massaging them, whispering into her ear, groaning with pleasure, his thrusts picking up speed. "Ohh..Miaka..tell me you want to bear my child...tell me you want me to cum in you..."
Completely dazed, Miaka cries out even louder, sweat beading upon her skin. "Ooh..yes, Nakago..!!...anything.." She pants. "Anything for you....uhh!" Her body trembles beneath his, her own juices dripping down her legs. Her eyes close tightly as she continues to moan and gasp in pleasure, crying out his name.
"Nakago! AAHH!! Gonna cum!!"
Nakago smiles in pleasure, feeling her passage tighten around his cock, feeling his cock swell within her. He continues to whisper in Miaka's ear, hunched over her, his hands fondling her breasts roughly, pinching the nipples.
"Yes, Miaka, yes...cum for me, child...tell me how much you want it..." His tounge flicks along her ear.
Miaka screams out his name, her pussy spasming around his cock. She blinks a couple times, swaying, almost passing out from the sudden overwhelming pleasure that rushes through her body. 'Any more pleasure..ohh...and I will pass out...' she thinks almost wearily to herself.
Nakago grunts, working as fast as he can, and feeling Miaka's honey rushing around his thick shaft, hearing her screaming his name, he cannot help but cry out. He forces his cock into her with one more powerful thrust, reaching his climax a couple seconds after she does, emptying his hot seed deep within her body. To his surprise she orgasms _again_ just as he does, pleasuring herself and him beyond belief.
This time Miaka does pass out. The pleasure is almost too intense to bear..and the waves of it never seem to stop. Feeling his cum within her..cumming again herself...its all too much. Miaka lets out one quiet groan and slumps to the floor, her eyes closing, gasping for breath.
Nakago pulls out of her, smirking quietly to himself. He pulls his pants back up, refastening them, and redressing himself as fast as he can. He stands slowly, still panting, but catching his breath. He gazes down at Miaka's still, sweat-soaked form. He chuckles, though not so evilly this time. Rather suddenly, he bends down, picking up a blanket and laying it over her, noticing her trembling and panting. He slides a pillow beneath her head...and, hesitantly, brushes the hair from her face, kissing her on the cheek. Then he is gone. (
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