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After a long night and even longer day Harlequin, most often known as King, made his way with careful steps from his current travelling home toward what Elizabeth had told him was the best spring in the area. There was hardly anything he enjoyed more than a good lounge in a hot spring. The sounds of his companions antics faded into distance as he passed through the thick foliage though he made no sound while doing so.
He was confused when he couldn’t find Diane before he left to tell her where he was going so she wouldn’t worry. King couldn’t help the little flutter in his chest when he thought of her. Diane. Those expressive pools of deep purple that you could just fall into, her round cheeks, the way she smiled and how big her heart was. He didn’t worry too much though Elizabeth promised that she would let her know if she saw Diane where he was. Elizabeth was a kind person and one he trusted so he knew she would do as she said. Though there was a suspicious twinkle in her eye as she spoke to him . Oh well. His flight quickened when he heard the sounds of water hitting water and soon enough the hot spring came into view.
Golden eyes brightened at how inviting it looked and he wasted no time setting both feet on the ground while his Chastefoil hovered in it’s pillow like state next to him.
He unbuttoned his hooded shirt and let the cloth settle gently onto the forest floor along with his helmet. He was about to cast aside the rest of his clothes when he heard a sound and froze.
A familiar brunette bobbed up from beneath the water of the spring with a deep inhale of air. “Yes! Two minutes and in my human form too!” He was met with the same pair of purple eyes he thought about on a multiple time a day basis. “Hey King. I guess we both had the same idea, huh?” She smiled at him as she swam toward where he now stood stock still in shock with both hands frozen to the front of his blue garment. He had to blink twice as she moved and realized that she didn’t have any clothes on.
King let out a very undignified squeak and whirled around. He tried to not look but his mind’s eye had enough of a glance as her chest as they bobbed and floated close to the surface. “D-Diane! I didn’t realize you were out here. I-I’ll just go and come back later.”
“Don’t be silly, King. We’re friends aren’t we? You can swim with me if you want to.” She offered sweetly and King could have died in that moment with the amount of blood that was not going to his brain. In the water, naked, with the woman that he was in love with? That was such a terrible idea.
“I-uh-I don’t know, Diane. It’s kind of private isn’t it? Bathing?” He asked weakly with his back still turned to her as he lifted a hand to run it through his hair.
“I don’t mind, really. I want you to swim with me. Don’t you want to?” She sounded a bit off put and the part of him that couldn’t disappoint her roared to life at that little bit of sadness in her tone.
“Sure I do!” He reassured her quickly, “I-I’m just shy.” That’s it. That’s what he’ll tell her.
“Oh. Well if that’s all I’ll just turn my back while you get undressed and get in. Then you won’t have to worry about that. The water is dark enough that you can’t see anything under it so you won’t have to worry about being embarrassed.” That chipper, hopeful tone was his downfall. He would certainly die now.
“I guess that would work.” He replied slow and sheepish.
“Alright! I’m turning around now. I won’t look until you tell me to.” She promised and did just that.
When King looked behind him he could now see the dark brown of her hair wet and plastered to skin in a way that he was jealous of. “O-okay. Give me a minute.” With trembling hands King began to pull his shirt over his head and discarded it with the rest of his clothes. The courage to unfasten his pants and push them down his legs was harder to come by but he managed to bare his skin to the warm air and shoes quickly followed.
He felt ridiculous when he backed up to the water and used his power to lower his body into it while he kept his back to Diane. His hands now rested on the rock side of the spring as he held on for dear life. “Al-Alright, Diane. I’m in now.” He called out and he heard the sound of the water moving then felt the small waves lap at his exposed shoulders.
“Good! Now we can--hey. Are you okay? You can swim can’t you? I thought you could.” She was too close now. He could almost feel the heat of her body.
“Yes. I can.”
“Well turn around silly. We can talk better that way you know.” She was right. He acknowledged and decided to stop being a coward when he turned his body around and she was right there. Every part of her was right there. He could feel a nosebleed start to come on and squashed it before it could appear. “There. That’s better isn’t it?”
Oh she was so innocent and adorable, especially with her hair down like that. Of course he liked the pig-tails too. He was the one who gave them to her to begin with. He liked everything about her. “Yeah. Better.” He agreed.
“So did Elizabeth tell you about this spring too? She really is an amazing person.” Diane began to chat as if they were fully clothed in the Boar Hat but she had been like that since she was younger. Even her nakedness when they had spent 500 years together didn’t bother her like it had him and she wasn’t even quite fully grown yet.
“Elizabeth?” Oh. That explained a lot. Her strange look and her insistence that he go now. He didn’t know whether to thank her or strangle her. “Yes. She did.”
“It feels so good to just soak in the water. I could float all day in it.”
“Yeah. I’ve always loved a good soak in a hot spring.” He kept his eyes focused on her face with an intensity that must have caused Diane concern because when her brow furrowed adorably he couldn’t stop the small sound that came from his throat. He wasn’t a pervert like Meliodas and he wouldn’t treat Diane like it either.
“Are you sure you’re okay, King? You look a little flushed.”
“F-fine. It’s just a little warm in here.”
Her eyes widened in concern, “Oh. You aren’t too uncomfortable are you?”
If that didn’t make his heart melt a little, “No. I just have to have some time to adjust.”
Diane pushed her body back from him, “Good. You know you can touch me if you want to.” She grinned and King’s eyes widened and his blush reddened as he started to stutter.
“W-what did you say?” He choked out.
“You can swim with me if you want to. Are you sure you’re alright King? You are acting really strange.” Diane cocked her head to the side.
He couldn’t believe he thought she asked him to touch her. He was getting as bad as the Captain. “Oh. Sure. I’ll swim.” He pushed his body away from the wall and glided towards her slowly.
“I’ve never seen such thick water. I can’t see anything under here even when I was trying to hold my breath.” Diane chattered and King absently listened as he tilted his head back and wet his hair while he floated in the water. The warmth loosened his muscles and relaxed him in a way that even being near Diane couldn’t temper. A warm hand on his chest startled him and he splashed suddenly without thinking. Diane coughed and sputtered as the water hit her.
“Oh! I’m sorry, Diane. You surprised me. Are you alright?” King put his hands on either of her shoulders unmindful of her nakedness.
“Yeah. I’m fine.” She coughed out the last word and gave him a reassuring grin. “Don’t be sorry. I forgive you.” Diane winked at him then did something entirely unexpected as she leaned in and gave him a gentle peck on the cheek.
Wide eyes and burning cheeks answered her chaste affection and he looked away before he decided to make a fool of himself, “What was that for?”
“Because I wanted to. You’re always so cute, King. Hey. I know. You can play a game with me to apologize if you want.”
“Oh yeah? What game?”
“You can chase me and if you catch me I’ll do something really nice for you. Ready. Go!” She sailed back from him with a powerful backstroke, “And no cheating.”
She giggled and he snapped out of his daze in time to launch toward her. Despite not doing much swimming in her smaller form she easily parted the water to get away from him and each time he got close she managed to squeal and kick away until they were getting breathless from both laughter and exertion. In a burst of speed and strength that he was unaware of he managed to grab onto her ankle under the water by pure chance. The moment his grip enclosed the soft flesh of her ankle he gave a triumphant cry and hauled her back to collide with him. “Gotcha.”
Her bare back pressed against the flesh of his chest with her hair floating atop the water between them while they caught their breath. “Looks like you won fair and square, right? Do you want my present?”
It wasn’t until she spoke that he realized just what sort of position they were now in. How her slick skin pressed and slid against his. How very warm she was and how much he didn’t want to let her go. Ever. “P-present?” He stuttered out and she shifted in his grip though it wasn’t tight as she faced him. Now her breasts bobbed tantalizingly close and right in his line of sight just out of reach of his skin. Large purple eyes and pink, rounded cheeks sported a bright smile as she nodded and slowly-- ever so slowly-- leaned in to press a soft kiss to his half open mouth.
When his brain caught up with the events unfolding right in front of him he let out an embarrassingly gasp and her lips curled into a grin while she continued to kiss him. He wasn’t sure what to do and honestly he couldn’t have hoped for this scenario in a lifetime though he wanted it more than anything.
Perhaps it was his lack of response which had her pull back and he cursed his failure when she lowered brows to regard him, “Was it bad?”
Bad? Diane could never to anything badly. Those were the words he wanted to form but he opened his mouth and closed it with barely a breath that escaped. He was such a coward and he knew it when he balled his fists under the water.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have kissed you like that without asking. I just though-umph.” Her misty eyed apology cut off abruptly when King leaned forward with a bit more force than strictly necessary. He wasn’t nearly as skilled or gentle as Diane’s tentative approach was. It was messy to say the least and embarrassing at its worst. His nose hit hers and he had to pull back with a wince to tilt his head the right way before he dove back in. They were still separated by a small distance in the water with only their faces touching.
His inexperience did not deter Diane since she hadn’t had much in the way practice but she was really fond of those romances that Elizabeth liked to read. It was better than nothing.
Diane put her hands on his shoulders and with gentle pressure eased him back by a fraction to gentle their encounter. He seemed to receive her message and the kiss became easier when they moved with each other instead of against. Her hands were still on his shoulders and his still rested beside his body though he started to think that maybe he should move them to touch her too. But where? The spiral of his panic only eased when Diane seemed to sense his conflict and moved her hand underneath the water to grasp his and brought it to her side. Though it eased one kind of panic another surged to the surface. He was touching her. Touching Diane and kissing her. Has he died? Is this what the afterlife was like? His hand fanned out and he took a handful of her muscle and flesh to knead it gently. He felt her softness and strength and wanted more.
She made a soft, sweet noise at his grip and he wanted to hear it again so he massaged her side again and added the scrape of blunt nails along her ribs at the back. Her side spasmed and she giggled with an added writhe which pressed her body into his. The supple feel of her breasts pressed into his lean chest and he gasped again. Blood ran immediately south and he could feel his body stir though she was still far enough away to not feel how much he had already been affected by her.
“Is this okay?” He gave a soft pant when they broke for air with his golden eyes locked on her for any sign of true discomfort.
“Yes.” She nodded shyly and moved forward again hungrily. “I want more.”
He had to stop making those needy noises. It was really embarrassing though he couldn’t stop it when her hand made contact with his chest and exerted pressure. His confusion at her movement suddenly made sense when his back rested against stone and she pressed into his embrace with vigor. The smack of their lips coming apart then together again as they kissed with increasing lust echoed loudly even with the small waterfall. His other hand joined the first but higher to rest under her breast and his thumb brushed the soft flesh he had been dying to touch for as long as she had come back into his life. A gasp of surprise met his exploration and then another higher pitched whine when he moved to cup the weight of it in his palm.
His thumb accidentally brushed a hardened peak when he adjusted and she jerked forward with another needy sound as if to tell him to do it again. Direction was good. He moved his thumb over it again and again then started in on the other peak with his hand at her side. Desperate whines and whimpers from her mouth to his while she rocked and arched with increasing vigor. The hand at his shoulder was starting to ache from how tightly she gripped him but he couldn’t be bothered to care.
She tore from him and he could see her eyes were cloudy, dilated and full of something that he had never seen before. “Please.” She panted.
“What? Tell me what you want.” He hardly recognized the husky voice he used to beg her desires.
“More. I need more King. Please give me more. I can barely stand this ache.”
“Show me, Diane.” He commanded darkly and she wasted no time in taking his hand in hers and jerked it southward past the smooth flesh of her belly and fine hair under her belly to the place between her legs.
His vision dimmed as more blood rushed to his groin and it throbbed with need. “You’re so warm.” And slick. Though he knew from the old Holy knights from years ago that slick was good. Slick meant she enjoyed his touch and the thought made him even giddier than he already was.
Awkward fingers slid through her folds as he tried to get his bearings on a place he couldn’t see and one he’d never even touched before. Soft slick skin until a place that dipped inward. The tip of his finger sank into the space slightly and at her abrupt noise he pulled it back immediately. That. That was her...oh. He gulped and felt anxious again as he searched lidded eyes for any signs of discomfort and found none. Only a pleasant glaze as she smiled at him. “Hi, King.” She sighed out and he grinned back before continuing his exploration. He knew what was downward now and she was still slick, though the water did not add to it. He decided to pull back and found a place that was not as smooth as the rest of her, a hardened small nub barely able to be touched.
When he did stroke a finger over the place in curiosity her hand tightened on his shoulder and wrist and she gave a loud gasp. “Is that okay?”
She nodded vigorously and so with renewed confidence he stroked over it again with a less delicate touch and she jumped back from his touch. “Ah. Too hard.”
“S-sorry. I’m so sorry.” He apologized in both words and kisses but and she easily forgave him with a smile.
“It’s okay. Just be gentle.” She whispered into the space between them and he nodded in reply eagerly before he returned gentle fingertips to that nub she enjoyed which he now felt more pronounced than before. His own arousal continued to throb uncomfortably in the water but he strove to ignore it. Her grip tightened once more and her gasps of pleasure filled the air while she rolled her hips. Blush high in her cheeks, eyes tightly closed, mouth open and panting the most wonderful noises he had ever heard in his entire life he let her take the lead and watched as her movements grew stuttered until she put chin to chest and cried out his name, his true name, as she convulsed in his embrace and her hands squeezed until he could hardly take it while he stroked her with a wrist that grew more fatigued with every motion. She gave a final spasm and fell against him in the water. Slick breasts rubbed against his chest with each shallow inhale and retreated with each exhale as she recovered.
When she was able to lift her head she stared at him with cloudy, adoring purple eyes and an equally satisfied smile, “Wow.” She giggled.
“Wow? You really liked it?” He asked even though he knew the answer, like an idiot.
“Yes.” Her cloudy gaze turned a touch contemplative, “I want to make you feel good too.”
Before he could stop her a hand closed around his erection and he nearly blacked out, but through some divine intervention he managed to keep ahold of his senses though not his voice because what came out of his mouth was decidedly something like a scream mixed with a croak and before she could stroke him again he caught her wrist. “Too much.”
She looked disappointed for a moment but then a devious glimmer shined and suddenly he felt a hand thrust him backwards toward another wall. The same hand lifted him bodily onto a small ledge in the water so his chest sat in air. His eyes were filled with the naked vision that was Diane, his nose with her scent muted by the water and his ears filled with her heavy breaths while she climbed atop him and his back pressed against the cool rock. She said nothing while he felt wet heat along the tip of him before he was enveloped slowly by the softest, tightest place imaginable. It took her a few tries to get pressed down until she was seated fully on him and he trembled with exertion and scrambled control. All he could do was stare slack jawed at this divine beauty who had the most adorable determined look on her face. When she rose up then swallowed him back up he groaned but didn’t stop his gaze on her face and when she noticed him watching her she blushed and looked shyly back as she did it again. His reaction only egged her on until he devolved into a gasping, panting mess whispering her name over and over again. Diane also began to moan and pant while she rode him. Higher and higher they both climbed until he was near to his peak when suddenly his equilibrium shifted and he felt a hand over his mouth.
King opened his eyes to darkness and the feeling of being restrained. His first instinct was to fight and he nearly did until he realized who was standing over him with an annoyed look in his reddened eyes. King stopped struggling and looked around in confusion. Where was Diane?
“Good. You’re awake. I was getting really tired of hearing you moan out Diane’s name. You must have been having quite the dream, King. I gotta say that it would have been really embarrassing for the both of us if that dream had come to its climax, eh?” Ban uncovered King’s mouth, who stared open mouthed in mortification at his fellow Sin.
“What?”
“Oh yeah. Diane. Diane. Diane. Keeping me awake with your wet dream.” He made a mocking breathy whisper of her name. “If you got much louder the whole tavern would have heard you and wouldn’t that have been interesting? Maybe I shouldn’t have woken you up.”
“Oh no.” King moaned out in dismay. “Are you sure no one else heard?”
“Don’t know. Though the window’s open. Hard to know what the star of your dream heard especially.” He grestured with a thumb to the window as King’s mortification grew.
“It was a dream?”
“I know. Disappointed right? Comes a time where the dreams just don’t cut it anymore. You need to talk to her.”
“Don’t start giving me relationship advice.”
“Fine. Don’t expect me to keep you from making a fool of yourself again.” Ban shrugged and settled back into bed. “Night lover boy.” He chuckled as King glared at him before Ban closed his eyes.
King’s erection rapidly deflated after his subsequent embarrassment while he fell back onto Chastefoil. How could that have been a dream? He scrubbed his face with the heel of his hand. Stupid. So stupid. How could he have that kind of dream about someone as pure as her? He was such a lecher. A thought had him scramble to look out the open window to see the object of his adoration still sleeping soundly and he breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed back down. From there it was a while of self deprecation until he finally fell back into a thankfully dreamless sleep.
Diane had woken nearly the same time as King, unbeknownst to either of them with her body thrumming with pleasant heat especially between her thighs though when she tried to think of what she had dreamed of the visions fell fast between her fingers like wisps of smoke. She gave up after a minute of trying and settled back into sleep without a second thought.
The next morning King refused to so much as look in Diane’s direction but the giant was too busy talking with the other Sins to notice though she did spy King staring at her longingly though she didn’t know why. Maybe she was just seeing things though Ban and the Captain were acting weird, well weirder than usual around King and he did seem really strung out.
“Hey guys. Stop bothering King he looks really tired.” Diane scolded the two men and sent King a reassuring smile which he did return with a light blush and half stammered thanks.
“Whatever you say, Diane.” Ban exaggerated her name and King reddened in anger before he sent his spear through Ban’s torso.
She sighed. Well at least she tried. Diane turned her attention to Elizabeth and began to talk with her while the boys fought over some sort of inside joke between them.