*R-18 Moments* A New Day – Ch 117
My eyes slowly attempt to open like rusted hinges, the crust of shed tears and deep sleep drawing a groaning mewl of discomfort from my still mentally exhausted body. I roll and wrap my arms around the coolest and comfiest pillow ever, even if I don't remember buying it from the shop at the moment. Either way, the pleasant clean carpet scent reminds me of home in the best way~, and I squish as hard as I can into the fluffy embrace, my hips grinding down into it which makes a much more... lewd mewl escape my throat as pink begins to fuzz around my bubbling core.
"Ara~." I hear directly above me in a light yet amused tone, "You are always such an amusing yet deviant creature when you first wake up, Amelia~." I open my protesting eyes, blinking some of the haze from my vision as two large, milky white shapes begin to form in front of me. I cautiously test the pressure that the space between my thighs is resting on, flexing my hips downwards and onto the giving yet muscled thighs of who I growingly realize is Akiko.
A mix of memory and the rousing stir of morning lust hits in waves inside of me, the heavier emotions no longer punishing and tormenting me, but now driving to yearn for something a bit more... intimate. The need to feel reassured that everything is okay, that I didn't mess up more than I already fear that I did. The clingy desire to press and mold myself into the lovely woman who I severely wronged by my actions and trauma response that seems to still cling to me, despite all the progress I've made...
A low, lusty moan creeps from my depths as I slide my hips back and forth on my slickening perch, my arms holding as tight as they can against Akiko as I try and maneuver in such a way to also make her feel good too. A breathy chuckle tickles past my ear, the warm breath mixing with the slightly radiating but ever present cold of her skin as she tempts, "Aren't you the persistent little thing~. I will happily ease those stirring tensions, my love, but first..."
Hands reach out to slide gently across my cheeks, pulling me free from my bosomed bastion and lifting my eyes upwards to the softly smiling fox. Her purple eyes pierce through my still waking and stirring mind as she lovingly finishes her thought, "Do not hold regret from last night but take its lessons to heart. Do not think that a physical apology is needed between us. I am not going to leave you. I love you. And I already forgave you the moment you bared your honest self with me, Amelia."
Heated liquid stabs past my eyes and down my cheeks as her lips gingerly crash against mine, both of our hips now grinding against our thighs as moans are pulled from both of our mouths. The feeling of relief, release, and unquestionable love and acceptance bathe my psyche, pushing away the last tendrils of worry as I grasp desperately against the beautiful flesh of Akiko, cherry pink waves consuming us in bliss.
After more than a few rounds of pleasure and make up sex, my sweaty and defeated body lays prone on the bed, spread eagle and an arm hanging over my eyes. Mighty, shuddering breaths wring out from my spasming stomach one more time, my cries non-verbal by this point but the message, and liquid reaction below, are clear enough to understand. After a few more teasing touches of tongue to my most sensitive place, Akiko raises her face from between my legs with a satisfied air that I can feel. Shit, its so smug that I don't even need to feel it through the bond to know how proud she is, the insatiable fox...
"Delicious as always, my sweet tasting girl~. The fact that you are lasting longer than before is also quite the fun development, making me hunt for such cute and pure reactions~." Akiko hums out in a playful yet seductive tone, her hands lightly scratching the tops of my thighs. Even that light touch threatens another reaction, making me shiver and try to pull away from her grasp which she allows. This time. I wasn't so fortunate during the last several orgasms...
She giggles happily as she lets her prey go, something I am ever thankful for. I'm all for morning sex, but my barely functioning brain can hardly survive her perfect touches in that state, even with the aid from the system! A chaste press of lips finally coaxes me out of my stilted breath as I moan lightly and remove the hand shielding my eyes so it can rake through her white, silky hair along with its counterpart.
A few moments of our mouths meshing together later, and Akiko finally pulls back with a serene expression, her eyes and smile gentle and full of devotion as she once more cups my cheek. "That was likely the sweetest entanglement we have had yet, and I thoroughly enjoyed it, my love~. I must unfortunately resume my post at the Sect Hall, my tardiness stretching long enough as it is. You should shower and see to getting something in your stomach."
"I'll get right on that as soon as I can walk again..." I mumble out, still in a slight arousal laden daze that I've yet to fully climb back down from. Akiko merely giggles once again, laying another peck of her lips on my forehead as she stands, my heart already missing the closeness of her presence as the mattress shifts.
I watch her as she dons a kimono, the one from our first meeting that just looks so amazing on her, even if I'd rather she be naked all the time~. Her violet eyes flick toward mine with a knowing smile, the coy tilt to the corners of her lips more than telling that she caught that little mental picture as a tail comes to fluff against my face. The ticklish sensations are enough to finally see me through the last rosy waves of fading passion and recover my sanity, the smirk on Akiko's face only shifting to a more affectionate one in the process.
"Samantha is to be your instructor today. I will let her know you shall be at the training rooms soon and also..." She trails off, the crest of her lips finally fading as she breathes out a little sigh. "The girls are more than understanding of your situation, and that occasional stumbles are a natural part of growth. However, they too felt deeply concerned and worried, and slightly despondent, about your outburst and what it entailed. They do not have the connection we share, so it may be in your interest to use this time before training begins anew to formulate an apology of sorts to each of them."
She leans down to move a few strands out of red hair out of my face, the concern in her eyes clear enough as she continues, "I do not want it to seem like I am forcing you to do this, and I truly hope you feel the same initiative on your own volition, but I love them too. And they deserve to hear you speak accountability to your actions that wounded them. Does that make sense, my dear?"
I sheepishly nod my head into her hand, frown crisp and deep but not because I feel indignant or coerced. She hit the nail on the head, and I do genuinely feel like shit for what I said and how it hurt them. And of course she would still be sticking up for them, trying to make sure everyone is healthy, happy, and unified. Not only is that just who Akiko is, but its the entire reason this harem has been going on for as long as it has, why her last one only fell to treachery after such a devastating series of heartaches, and one of the things I deeply love about the woman. I'd have to truly be an idiot to not know that as a truth.
"I will." I say back to her after the briefest moment of reflection, relief crossing her face as she smiles and exhales sharply. "Sorry," I shyly say back, my teal eyes locked in with hers, "I just got caught up in thinking for a second, but I promise I do feel horrible and want to make it up to them. And to you, even if you say we're okay..."
I trail off slightly, trying my best to avoid the return of the waterworks round 2, sad girl boogaloo. She merely rubs a thumb across my cheek, letting me finish my thought as my voice softly whispers out, "I still don't feel like I've made up properly to you. Not that I don't trust you when you say you feel differently, and I love that you're so forgiving, but its just... I would feel a lot better if I actually showed my grief and regret in a more formal way. That doing something for you would help clear my conscious fully, if that makes sense?"
Akiko just nods her head, but the feeling of love and appreciation transmits mightily through our bond, nearly breaching the impromptu dam I had constructed to hold back the tears again before she replies, "I understand, and it is very sweet of you to feel thusly. You are a lovely, kind woman Amelia, and it shows on you daily without fail. Even if you put the cart before the horse at times~. And if you need to perform some act or create some thoughtful gift to fully assuage your own guilt, then I shall eagerly await whatever you devise to come to fruition. Just know that from my side of things, you are completely free of any emotional debt."
Yep, that did it. Tears stream down my face once more as a hiccupping breath shudders out of me, Akiko picking me up from the bed to cradle my head into her neck as she strokes my back with care. "There, there~. It's alright, just let it out~." She hums quietly into the room, swaying me softly from side to side as the sniffles slowly begin to subside.
A last, wavering inhale sees me to the other side of the most recent little outburst, my feet finding the floor as Akiko gently deposits me back to the ground. "I am surprised you still have tears left to shed after everything that has transpired this morning and the previous night, my love~. Perhaps it is tied to the ever-gushing fountain you hold between your legs, hmm?"
The whiplash from tears to blush rocks my mind, my arms crossing underneath my naked breasts as I loose a fake huff to which Akiko laughs full heartedly and rubs my hair with an outstretched hand. "Cute as always~." She says in a dotting fashion before giving me one last hug and kiss despite my clearly serious and super-duper upset face before turning towards the door.
"Have a lovely day, my dear. I shall see you tonight along with the others. Be a good girl for Samantha. Make sure you patch any holes in the road with her before you begin training if you do not wish to become a sore and tired blob of a cultivator by dinner time~." A shiver runs down my spine as she chuckles, sliding the door open and then sending me one last wave with a tail before closing it securely behind her.
"Ugh..." I moan out into my hands, the scent of myself and Akiko still coating the digits making frustration mix with arousal in the oddest way. I quickly pull the dangerous fingers back from my nose, even if the memories of how the acquired the intoxicating aroma flutter to mind. I hope I'm not using sex and lust to try and avoid going to meet with an upset Samantha...
A sad plume of breath filters out of me, traitorous hands falling to my sides as I trek over toward the bathroom, namely the shower. I get the water perfectly scorching to my liking, standing underneath it as I go about the task of the tiled room before Ios pops into my head.
'I'm glad you and Akiko made up, sweetheart. I'm here if you want to bounce any ideas about how to do the same for the girls.' She says out evenly inside my head, my brows arching in surprise that she didn't make one sex joke or something commenting about my actions.
I hear a little amused scoff inside my mind as she replies to the thought, 'I could~. But you've been through enough the past day or so, and you already know how badly you messed up. No point in making you feel worse about it.' I feel a spectral hand grab mine and give it a light squeeze before her sing-song voice asks out in a hint of concern, 'How'd the talk with the Empress go?'
"Poorly, at first. I kind of... tried to fight her to get her to stop Raphiel from messing with Sandra..." Silence ticks by as the water droplets smack against the floor and my body, my apprehension growing with each splatter of liquid that echoes out like nails sinking into a coffin.
'... What.' Ios finally says in a deadpan neutral tone, sweat pouring down my face in an almost as quick fashion as the torrent of water from the shower head.
"I-it was a stupid thing to do! I know! I was just so angry and scared that I lashed out at her! I don't even know what I was thinking aside from trying to protect Sandra... But she healed me right back up and explained everything after I... well, got my ass beat by her." I say as I backpedal to one of the walls in the shower, my eyes frantically - and uselessly - scanning for the looming danger to show itself as my heart climbs to my throat. Really just batting 100 lately, aren't I...
My vision gets pulled into the soul space to see a very upset Ios, her four arms clinching their fists shakily as she glares to me, her brunette curls flowing in a tempestuous wind. "Amelia. I swear to the universe I want to smack your ass right now, and not in the fun way." Ios coldly says, a chill mixing with the ever-increasing deluge of worried perspiration. Good thing my physical body is already in the shower, haha...
"I realize this is rich coming from me, but don't fucking joke right now, Aims. Do you realize how monumentally dangerous that was?? Using your soul avatar to fight the remnants of an ancient deity or higher Ranked cultivator??" She barks out, crossing the already scant distant between us in an instant, her emerald eyes an odd mix of frustration and concern.
"I-I know!" I defend back, my own arms raising between us in a shielding motion as Ios just stares at me, my words tumbling out in ever increasing speed as she literally sweats me out. "The Empress explained just how badly I fucked up, what could have happened to Sandra, you, Ilya, and myself. And I'm sorry, I really truly am! Like I said, I was just so overcome with trying to protect Sandra, so scared that she would just be washed away because she's still so weak, that I panicked and lashed out without thinking anything through. Something else the Empress imparted to me as an obvious problem, repeatedly and heavily..."
Ios just floats there, eyes and emotions between us complicated and hard to parse until she reaches out and grabs my hand. "Show me." She says as I give her a confused look that makes her sigh and explain further, "Show me what the Empress told you using [Dream Archivist]. I want to make sure I don't have to beat a dead horse and that you actually learned this lesson. Because fucking hell Amelia, that was so wildly perilous for all four of us."
I hang my head in shame as I focus on the skill, the both of us transporting to some kind of... library? Endless rows upon rows of towering wooden bookcases stretch into infinity in a soft blue twilight light, even if the only one that has contents is the closest to us, and even then, only a few rows of the shelves. The only variation is a break in the bookcases about the size of a movie projector, but all that is there is a sheen surface seemingly devoid of purpose.
As for the said contents on the solitary bookshelf, they are - unsurprisingly - books. Each with no title or any kind of identification on the spine as I try and figure out what to do. Curious, I walk us over to one and reach for it, the cover flying to my grasp and flipping itself open which illuminates the blank section previously discovered which turns out to be closer to my assumption than I thought. We both turn back to look at the new development before my cheeks light on fire.
There, Ios and I are in the midst of her tantric sex session from the other day, with me limply dangling in her arms pathetically as she brings me to yet another peak between incoherent cries and gasps of pure lust and pleasure. The current Ios raises an eyebrow at me as I cough and quickly shut the book closed, making the... enticing memory fade from view. "Haha! Sorry about that, I uh... don't really know how this is supposed to work. *Cough*" I ramble out as a rapid apology, placing the memory back on the shelf and searing its location in my mind. Just so I don't accidentally pull it again. Obviously. Yeah.
Even in her upset form, Ios seems unable to stop an amused huff escaping her nose as she shakes her head before saying, "Sex pest allegations confirmed~. Now lock in, Amelia. I'm still very upset with you right now, and no amount of spicy home videos are going to change that. Just think about the most recent encounter with the Empress, the skill should guide you to it."
I do as she says and sure enough, my attention gets pulled to a spot amongst the spines, like my mind got hooked by a fishing line and is being reeled in by the object in question. Following said immaterial line, my hand grasps what I assume is the correct book this time, flipping it open as we turn our attentions back to the memory theater screen.
Ios silently watches it all, from start to finish from an observer's perspective. Which, now that I think about it, is kind of weird. The sex memory was like that too... Why aren't they from my perspective? Oh well, questions for later. I look back up to the screen just in time to see my first vaulted attempt at striking the Empress, a regretful frown firmly fitting on my face as we watch on. After a minute or so, I am being carried to the throne of the Empress in all its marble, gold, and purple splendor. Damn, the fight was way longer in my head... I really got wrecked.
Ios continues listening in to what the Empress says, how she answers my questions, and her words of advice regarding what to do next. The memory ends with that last little bit of cheek from the deity being, once more suffusing the space in the twilight blues of this environment.
The quadruple armed woman turns to me and grabs my shoulders. I send her a confused look as she studies my face for a few moments, her eyes flicking across my features before landing on my ass. I gulp, her words from earlier springing back into mind as I shuffle the book to cover my in danger behind. "You're lucky," She says after the strategic protection of assets - hehe -, "that the Empress imparted the lesson so well. If you do anything that stupidly reckless again, there isn't a book thick enough to save your ass from getting spanked. Do you hear me?"
I nod furiously with wide eyes, glad that she missed the little joke between her stern dressing down of me. I keep her in frame as I back up toward the bookcase, never breaking eye contact as I reluctantly deposit the inanimate protector back to its spot amongst the wall of memories. Ios rolls her eyes at my antics before offering me her hand. "Oh relax. I would have done it already if I was going to. C'mon, let's get out of here so you can continue this little parade of apologies and explanations that you made for yourself. And I didn't miss the joke, missy. It was just very funny, so I let it slide~."
I once more lower my head in defeat, taking her hand in mind as I deactivate the skill and send my consciousness back to the material world, the roar of the shower welcoming my return in its liquidly fanfare.