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Wife
Ritsuka Fujimaru x Tenochtitlan (Summer)
“Ugh… it’s so damn hot today,” Ritsuka mumbled, as he stared up at the sky. He was blocking the sunlight with his arm, hoping and praying a cloud would come to block it. Of course, he knew that wouldn’t stop the heat, but a little shade wouldn’t hurt.
That was one of the downsides of summer. It would get so unbearably hot that spending time outside would be annoying. He understood why Osakabehime liked staying inside, or why Nitocris donned the Medjed outfit. He had heard she had a fully-sized air conditioner in there and was quite jealous of it. He wouldn’t mind walking around looking like a ghost if it meant he’d keep cool.
With the globe being bleached over, it made it harder for Chaldea to find areas where they could take breaks. Micro-singularities offered brief respites, ironically enough. The one that had spawned was in the Caribbean. He didn’t exactly care what era they were in, it didn’t matter. Summer was Summer and Hot was Hot. The other servants were enjoying themselves and that was the only thing that mattered. They didn’t have the luxury of summoning them all as they had when they stayed at the Wandering Sea. Unfortunate, really. It made every minute with his contracted servants and close friends much more special.
Fanning his face, he decided to look around for a bit of shade. Of course, being on a stretch of beach with only parasols and a few palm trees made it hard. He wanted to cool off, but didn’t want to go into the water. The waves were particularly rough and he just wanted to sit in one spot without being drowned by salt water. Glancing around, he noticed his personal servant and best friend Mash splashing in the water like a little girl. That in and of itself made Ritsuka very happy. Perhaps he’d join her.
“ Tlamacazqui!”
He jumped a bit, surprised by Tenochtitlan, who had practically spawned next to him. He shook his head, smiling at the young woman. “Hey, Tenoch, how are you today?”
“Dying of the heat but otherwise alright. I saw you standing by yourself and decided to see what you were doing. Thinking of heading into the water?”
“Something like that.”
He struggled to meet her gaze for a moment, admiring her bikini. He hated to admit it, but he had been attracted to her for a while. Since they had managed to deal with Lostbelt 7 and he had gotten lucky enough to contract her. Like many others, she had adopted a new Spirit Origin for the summer, this time being a Moon Cancer. When she introduced herself as one, he felt the need to smack BB, but he held himself back.
She must have noticed that, because a look of confidence flashed across her face, subtly pushing her chest out more. “If you aren’t doing anything, I’d like your help with something.”
“Sure, are you having mechanical problems?”
“Nothing like that, Tlamacazqui. Though I’m sure I’d be able to solve any of those that happen to occur. Installing the Burj Khalifa as a giant laser was perhaps the best thing I ever did, but it was far more grueling than I thought it would be.” she admitted, looking away for a moment. She reached into her bag, something Ritsuka hadn’t even noticed she had, and pulled out what looked like a clipboard and a pen. “I just need you to sign this.”
“Uh… huh?”
He was genuinely taken aback. He hadn’t been expecting someone to ask him to sign something. Brows furrowing, he tilted his head. “What do you need my signature for?”
“Oh, nothing too serious. You see, the Bunny King opened up her summer resort and casino as she does every summer. I was interested in the casino itself, as you know, I always keep my eye out for things like this. Urban development and the like. But she said I needed Tlamacazqui’s signature for me to officially work there. You know how it is.”
“Really? Huh… I thought she let just anyone join. Then again, there have been a lot of rule changes recently, especially with the Bunny outfits.” Ritsuka said, glancing away for a moment. He couldn’t help but picture the Lion King and Scathach in theirs, and taking in their curves. This was something Tenochtitlan noticed and grew rather annoyed with.
“Ha well… I’d like you to know that I already have my outfit picked out. And it will surely be far, far higher quality than you have seen before, Tlamacazqui. But again, your signature?”
“Oh right.”
He took the clipboard and the pen, seeing the small X on the bottom, he wrote his name out, pausing for a moment to summon his official Chaldea stamp. Once it had been placed next to his name, he handed the clipboard back to Tenochtitlan, grinning. “There you are, I hope you enjoy the casino. It’s fun when you aren’t bidding everything away like an idiot.”
“I’m sure I will, Tlamacazqui! Thank you so much, this is the happiest day of my life.”
With that, she ran off, leaving Ritsuka behind. With a shrug of his shoulders, he decided it was time to finally head to the water, hoping to cool off. Though now, he couldn’t stop thinking about Tenochtitlan and how cute she’d likely look in a bunny suit.
At the same time, Tenochtitlan was looking at the clipboard in her grasp, seeing her Tlamacazqui’s signature in black and white at the bottom. She hurriedly wrote her own name on the paper, in perfect cursive. It was the fanciest script she had managed to do, thanking the knowledge she had gained upon her summoning for certain things. Her eyes lingered at the top, grinning happily.
Marriage Certificate
“Marriage.”
She was finally married to her Tlamacazqui, and now she needed to make sure she was ready. After all, she had never been a wife before, and all of the books and movies she watched had led to one conclusion. She needed to show her utmost love to her husband. Something she was ready and willing to do.
“Don’t you worry, Tlamacazqui! I promise to be the best wife you’ve ever had.”
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“Ahh… nothing beats a cold shower on a hot day.” Ritsuka thought to himself, as he stepped out of his bathroom. He had a towel around his neck as he sat on his bed, adjusting his shorts.
He was pulled out of his thoughts by a series of knocks on his door, pulling him out of his thoughts. He reached for his tee shirt, placing it on as he walked toward the door. As he opened it, he was greeted by a hotel staff member, holding what looked like a suit in his grasp.
“Master Ritsuka Fujimaru?”
“Uh… yes?”
“This is for you. It was sent to you by someone very special. She wishes for you to meet her in the Casino Lobby in twenty minutes or so. Do not keep her waiting.”
He handed Ritsuka the suit and took his leave. The young man tilted his head but shrugged, closing the door. He opened the pouch, eyes widening a bit when he saw the outfit within. It was a lush, silky black suit. The accompanying slacks were firmly pressed and free of wrinkles, and the tie was a deep, rich royal blue.
“This is fancy… I wonder who sent it?” he thought to himself. Whoever it was, they wanted him to look presentable.
He decided to humor whoever it was, starting to get dressed. When he finished, he looked himself over in the mirror. The suit fit perfectly, and his tie almost glowed in the lighting of the room. He had tried to slick his spiky hair back, but found himself unable to. Placing on his matching shoes, he grabbed his wallet and cellphone, placing a pair of white gloves on as he left his suite.
“That guy said the casino lobby. I completely forgot The Bunny King was opening her casino. Could she be the one who sent this? God, the last thing I need is to work at this place. I’m tired of gambling.” the young man mumbled to himself, as he climbed aboard the elevator. Pressing the L button, he leaned back, watching the number panel counting down.
Arriving at the Lobby, he stepped through it, heading toward the Casino with a look of disinterest on his face. That changed when he saw several workers lined up, creating a bit of a path toward the casino door. He wanted to question why, but decided against it. A pair of doormen opened the doors for him, allowing him to step inside.
And that was when he finally saw it. The casino had been decorated as he remembered, however, it was far different. The center path was lined out with bright red carpet. He noticed a lot of heroic spirits dressed in fancy garments standing around, all of them clapping as he entered the room. His eyes widened the moment he looked toward the very front of the casino, at what looked like an altar.
An altar where a familiar young lady was standing, dressed in a beautiful white wedding dress, holding a bouquet of Mexican Sunflowers. He was pushed forward, his mind racing as he listened to the various servants congratulating him. His confusion only grew as he stood next to Tenochtitlan, staring at the Bunny King who stood at the front of the altar.
“Excellent, now we can begin.” the woman said, clearing her throat. “Ladies and Gentlemen, we are gathered here today, to wed these two lovers in holy matrimony.”
“Wait just a fucking second!”
It took Ritsuka a moment to realize he had been the one who said that. He stood up straight, adjusting his tie as he looked around the room. “What… is this?”
“What do you mean what is this? This is your wedding.” The Bunny King replied, looking at him with confusion. “Is this not what you requested?”
“No! I didn’t request anything,” he said, glancing at Tenochtitlan, who had a look of amusement on her face. “What’s going on here, Tenoch?”
“Why, Tlamacazqui. Don’t tell me you forgot already,” she said, reaching into her dress. She pulled out a folded piece of paper, which she flicked outward, holding it to him. “You signed this earlier today, making me the happiest woman in the world.”
His eyes fell on the paper he had signed, noticing her own signature in a larger box above his. That was when he read the top, seeing the words “Marriage Certificate” written in bold black letters. His mouth opened and closed for a moment, unable to formulate words.
Ritsuka looked back at Tenochtitlan, whose expression had changed to one of worry. A million things were moving through his mind. He was clearly taken by complete surprise. People always made sure to read what they were signing and he hadn’t done that at all. He had broken the cardinal sin.
Then again, he had a wife. He had always wanted a wife.
He wondered what his mother would say, if the world hadn’t been bleached. Would she accept her? What would she say if he told her he had accidentally married Mexico City and not in a metaphorical sense?
What if they had kids? Would it be possible to have kids with a Heroic Spirit? Would they be building-shaped? Or would they all come out looking like Tenochtitlan complete with mini mechs?
Mechs were cool, he couldn’t deny that. Having his own army of mini-mech children capable of firing Burj Khalifa lasers was cool.
He glanced back at The Bunny King, who had a smirk on her face. “Are you done with your mental gymnastics?”
“Sure, maybe we can hurry it along?”
She rolled her eyes. “Alright then, repeat after me then. Does anyone have the rings?”
“I do, right here!” Habetrot cried, hurriedly floating toward the altar, holding a pillow with a pair of golden rings. They were the brightest rings Ritsuka had ever seen. Likely made out of solid gold from Tenochtitlan’s treasure room.
Tenochtitlan’s ring looked more like an engagement ring, topped with a bright orange Mexican opal, shining as brightly as the sun. He turned to her, the woman doing the same as she held her hand out.
“Alright then, Master. Do you take Tenochtitlan as your-”
“I do.”
“Okay then… Tenochtitlan, do you-”
“I do!”
“Why am I even here?” The Bunny King asked, earning laughs from the crowd. She cleared her throat. “Alright, then exchange rings if you would.”
Ritsuka slid his ring onto Tenochtitlan’s finger, the woman grinning brightly. She did the same for him, despite him wearing gloves, the ring fit perfectly. Ritsuka was sure there was something they needed to say, but The Bunny King skipped over that part entirely.
She said a few more things, but Ritsuka was honestly not focused on any of it. At least until the very end of it. “Without further ado, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride~”
The young man flipped Tenochtitlan’s veil, the woman blushing brightly as she leaned in for a kiss, which he happily gave her. Everyone started clapping and cheering, with Lancelot crying loudly while hugging Tristan, who seemed rather perturbed by it.
Everything else was a blur for Ritsuka, who mingled throughout the casino, enjoying the reception as well as dancing with his wife when he could. After a while, he decided to just accept the craziness he had been presented with. After all, he had a wife so it didn’t matter to him anymore.
At some point, the party started to wind down, and Tenochtitlan dragged Ritsuka away. They stepped into the central elevator, having swiped a special key. It led to the penthouse suite at the very top of the hotel. Stepping into the suite, Tenochtitlan let out a sigh, turning to face her new husband.
“I apologize, Tlamacazqui. I initially proposed this idea as a joke to The Bunny King, and she decided to set everything up for me. It isn’t a real Marriage Certificate, but I’d love it if we could treat it as such.”
“I figured that was the case. It doesn’t matter to me, you’re my wife now.” the young man said with a grin.
“Hm… you seem to have taken this rather on the chin. Why?”
“Why? I’ve been a part of Chaldea for a long time. I’m used to the antics of my servant friends. But no woman has been as bold as you. Besides, I like the idea of you being my wife. Just as long as we have a lot of Mini Tenochtitlan’s running around with kickass looking Mini-Mechs.”
Tenochtitlan gave him a look of endearment, cupping his face with her hand. “You’re already thinking about kids?”
“Of course! I never thought I’d even have a wife in my life, but now I do. The second the world is fixed, I’m using a grail to give you a permanent body and I’m bringing you to my parents. We’re gonna need to give you a human name though. I can’t just tell them your true name or else they’d probably wonder why you have the same name as Ancient Mexico.”
“I’m sure they’d understand.”
She turned away from him, heading toward the bathroom. “Now then, I have a special treat for you, my husband~. All you have to do is wait.”
The young man merely nodded, watching as she closed the door behind herself. He sighed a bit, shaking his head as he looked around the giant room. “I can’t believe I’m married now. This was definitely not in my bingo card.”
He didn’t have to wait long, hearing the bathroom door opening shortly after. His eyes looked away from the back of the room, his eyes growing wide as they settled on his wife.
There she was, wearing a beautiful bunny girl outfit. Her long wavy raven/blue locks fell down to her hips, she wore a skin-tight, sleeveless, strapless black outfit, with waist-high see-through pantyhose, and white and blue heels. She wore a frilled jacket around her shoulders, lined with gold and red tassels. The final part of the outfit was the magical glowing blue bunny ears atop her head.
She shortened the distance, tracing his jawline with her gloved finger, lowering his chin slightly so they would meet eyes. “So, what do you think, my husband? Is it what you were expecting?”
“It’s way better than what I was expecting.” he returned. Leaning forward, he kissed her on the lips, the woman moaning happily as he did so. He separated from her, giving her a small smile as he hovered his lips close to her ear. “It stays on.”
Tenochtitlan knew what he was implying and she was all for it. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she gave him a firm kiss, sliding her tongue into his mouth, the man eagerly matching her kiss. His hands were on her hips, slowly pushing her toward the bed.
Ritsuka pinned her down with his body, swiftly taking his suit and tie off, tossing them to the floor. He leaned down, kissing the young woman again, feeling her wrapping her legs around his waist. Releasing her lips, the young man peppered kisses on her face, the woman giggling and sighing contently as she felt his lips on her skin. He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her throat, leaving marks on her supple flesh.
He paused for a moment, placing a kiss on the center of her chest, right over her heart. He looked into her eyes, earning a nod from her. He slowly grasped the top of her dress, pulling it down enough that her breasts were exposed. He swallowed the lump in his throat, it was the first time he was seeing something like this.
They weren’t big but they weren’t small either, just enough that they would fill the palm of his hand. He grabbed her left breast, the woman groaning a bit at his touch. They were soft and doughy, and pleasant enough to grab. Tenochtitlan placed her hands behind her head, pushing her chest outward a bit, giving him a grin.
“They’re yours now, my husband. Do be gentle with them though.”
He nodded, leaning forward for another kiss as he continued massaging her breasts. He slowly trailed kisses back to her chest, snagging one of her nipples between his lips. He suckled on it, the woman beneath him groaning. She wrapped her arms around his head, gasping and groaning, sighing happily as his dextrous tongue played with her nipple.
He suckled on them as though he were a newborn. He switched to her right one, making sure it wasn’t forgotten either, his hand traveling down between her legs. His fingers prodded between them, rubbing her private area through her leotard. She panted a bit, wriggling under his weight as she squeezed her legs, practically imprisoning his hand.
Ritsuka ended up finding a bit of raised cloth, along with two black clip buttons. He popped them open, sitting up a bit as he pulled himself back. Tenochtitlan had a blush on her face, but happily opened her legs for the man. He flipped up the cloth, finally seeing her sacred jewel.
His heart beat hard beneath his ribcage. It was the first time he was seeing a vagina after all, and Tenochtitlan’s was quite pretty to look at. It was cute, slightly puffy, and blushing red with nectar, slightly opened and drooling. He licked his lips, without asking, he leaned down, placing a strong hard kiss on it. Tenochtitlan groaned, back arching as he did so.
“Haah, Tlamacazqui~” she gasped, placing a hand on his head. “That’s it… Show me what you can do. My vagina is yours~”
Receiving her acceptance, he wholeheartedly dove in, using his tongue to lick every bit of flesh he could. She tasted delicious, he swirled his tongue around, drinking every drop of her juices. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her thighs, as he kept them forcefully open. He kissed her labia, spreading her lips apart so he could go as deep as he could. He slowly moved up, wrapping his lips around her clit, earning another scream from the woman.
“Haah… right there~”
Smirking inwardly, he swirled his tongue around the little nub, content with watching the woman squirm beneath him. He took the chance to slip his gloves off, ensuring he still had his ring on as he did so. While he focused on her clit, he managed to slide a finger inside her molten cavern. She grit her teeth, panting a bit.
“Darling, I’m almost there, please.”
Ritsuka sat up a bit, picking up the pace of his thrusts. She had become wetter than before, allowing him to finger her without issues. Grasping her tit, he squeezed it, timing each one with every thrust of his hand. This amount of stimulation was far too much for Tenochtitlan, the woman screamed loudly as she orgasmed, bathing his hand in her juices.
The young man licked his fingers, smirking slightly as he did so. “Mmm… it’s sweet.”
She sat up, legs shaky as she forced herself to stand up, pulling him to his feet by his belt. She unbuckled it, practically tearing his pants and underwear off as she did so. Her eyes landed on his hard cock, which was twitching and throbbing. Her hand wrapped around it, the young man groaning a bit from the foreign feeling. She panted a bit, looking into his eyes.
“It’s so hot!” she exclaimed, kneeling before it. She leaned in, taking a long whiff of it, shuddering at the musky scent. Kissing it, she spread his pre-cum over her lips, Ritsuka clenched his jaw a bit, watching her closely. She looked up at him, smiling at him as she tucked her hair behind her ear, winking at him.
“Haah…” he gasped, watching as she took his length into her mouth. She didn’t stop, taking his full length into her mouth, feeling her throat closing around his head. She started bobbing her head, licking his shaft, swirling her tongue around his head all while giving it hard pleasurable sucks.
It was far too much for him, the urge to cum filling him, but he held on as hard as he could, feeling his balls practically screaming for him to cum. But he wasn’t going to do that, he wanted to enjoy himself after all. Tenochtitlan cupped them, giving them a soft squeeze, pulling his cock out of her mouth. She started licking his shaft, peppering long, wet kisses toward his balls.
“Mmm… so nice and full. I can only imagine the virility of the mana I’ll get from you, Tlamacazqui. If only I could get pregnant as a servant.” she replied, running her finger beneath his shaft. She stopped at the edge of his glans, poking it lovingly. “We could make an entire army of Mini-Mechs.”
Wrapping her fingers around his shaft, she started jerking him off, spreading her saliva over his length, keeping her eyes locked with his. “Won’t you cum for me?”
He hardly waited, shooting his load right in her face. She hardly reacted, her smile growing as his warm seed bathed her face and chest. “Ooo… that’s it. You’ve been saving this for a while, haven’t you?”
As the spurts lessened, the woman scooped up what she could, drinking it down as though it were the finest wine. Every single drop, she managed to collect and drink, cleaning his cock off as she did so. “Hm… yes, I believe you’ll have no issue fathering children, Tlamacazqui.”
Pushing him back onto the bed, she reached behind her back, pulling the zipper of her outfit down, allowing it and her jacket to fall, though she remained in her pantyhose and heels, which accented how fat her ass was. She straddled his hips, jerking his cock off as she did so. Holding her hand out, she spat on her palm, rolling it over his head.
“Tell me, my husband, have you ever done it with anyone?”
“No… you’ll be the first.”
“That makes me happy then. We’ll be each other’s firsts, that’ll make it even more special. You’re going to give me everything, ne? ”
Her little vocal quirk almost made him cum a second time. She teased him, slapping his cock against her pussy lips for a moment before finally impaling herself on it. She gasped a bit as his cock opened her virgin walls for the first time. It felt so ungodly hot. Her walls squeezed him tightly, threatening to make him orgasm again. But this time, he was going to hold himself back.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Tenochtitlan leaned in for a kiss, moving her hips as she did so. She started bouncing on his lap, moaning into his mouth as he hugged her tightly, hands on her ass, aiding in her bouncing.
“Hgn… haah… ah… that’s… it…Tlamacazqui. My pussy is tight, ne? ”
“Yes,” he mumbled, burying his face in her shoulder, gripping her hips tightly as he adjusted himself a bit. She paused for a moment, only for pleasure to shoot through her body. He started fucking her as fast as he could, spreading her tight lips apart with every buck of his hips. “Every time you say " ne" makes me fall harder for you. Good girls like you need a good fucking, especially for being cute.”
“Aaaah.. Yes, fuck me good, Tlamacazqui~ Make me your wife, not just on paper~”
Heeding her request, the man merely picked up speed, kneading her ass as he bucked into it, cock flying in and out of her pussy. With every thrust she became wetter and wetter, the tingling on his dickhead becoming harder and harder to ignore. Though burying his face in Tenochtitlan’s tits was enough of a distraction. He took in her scent, her panting, her bouncing tits in his face, it was far too much stimulation for him.
But with the strength of Heracles, he managed to stop just before he hit his peak, pulling out of her tight, wet hole. He panted a bit, flipping the woman onto her back, catching her lips in a kiss, tugging and sucking on them as roughly and as gently as he could. Tenochtitlan wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him in place.
“Hmm… you’re a beast, Tlamacazqui~ I’m so happy that my husband can handle himself just fine. You’ll have no trouble filling my city with lots and lots of civilians~” she replied with a wink, hovering her lips over his ear. “You’ll do that for me, ne?”
Ritsuka managed to sit up, pulling the woman forward, spreading her legs as he did so. He rubbed his dickhead around her clit for a moment before shoving it inside, all the way to the balls. He held her legs in place as he bucked into her as though she were the last woman on earth.
He clenched his eyes tightly, Tenochtitlan’s cries being music to his ears. The hard plap-plap-plap of their bodies urged him on. He hated that Tenochtitlan was currently a servant. He wanted to give his wife children, he needed to breed her, make sure her eggs were fertilized with his seed, to ensure the next generation of Mexico City.
Perhaps it was his dick doing the talking, but the idea of fathering children with this woman felt more and more like the perfect dream. He felt his balls tightening, it wouldn’t be long until he’d hit his climax, and he didn’t want it to end. Silently, he made use of one of his Command Seals, ordering his body to continue even if he orgasmed.
Not long after the spell took effect, he erupted, Tenochtitlan let out a scream as she came, her pussy clenching tightly made him cum harder, filling her pussy to the brim with his semen. Thick dribbles of white came out from around his shaft. When he pulled out, another thick rope shot onto her tummy, a cascade of white falling from her pussy lips as though a dam had burst.
Ritsuka stood up, pulling Tenochtitlan up by her arm. The woman was still in the middle of her blissful high as he shoved his cock in her mouth. Wordlessly she sucked, the man gathering her hair behind her back, using it as a handhold as he fucked her mouth. Thick globs of slobber and sperm dribbling from her lips.
“Hgn… that’s it, honey, take my dick.” the man mumbled. He swore he could see hearts in her eyes. With every thrust of his cock, more semen shot out of her pussy, falling onto the tiled floor beneath him.
She kept slurping on his cock, blissfully closing her eyes as he did whatever he pleased. Once he ensured his cock was both clean and rock hard, he pulled out, grabbing her by her wrist. He stroked his cock as he forced her onto her hands and knees, rubbing his head against her entrance before sliding himself back inside.
“Oh… Tlamacazqui~” the woman moaned, glancing over her shoulder. “My husband~ You’ll give me everything, ne?”
She received a hard smack on her ass, her giggly scream echoing through the suite. He put his back into it, her fat asscheeks clapping against his waist. His nails dug into the soft flesh of her hips as he buried his dick into her depths. He could feel her walls clenched tightly, sticky with his previous load. His head kissed her cervix with every single thrust, it was mind-numbingly pleasurable.
His hands started exploring her body, touching every single inch of exposed skin. He felt her curves, fingertips brushing against her ribs, squeezing her tits, using them as handholds as he fucked her into the bed. Tenochtitlan’s screams turned into pure babbles, hands clenching the sheets beneath her tightly, her ass high as he rammed it with all of his force. She pushed back against him, she wanted to please him, to ensure he was satisfied with her.
Close to his orgasm, Ritsuka pulled out, the woman growling a bit in annoyance at the absence of his throbbing erection. He forced her to stand up, roughly kissing her as he shoved her against a nearby wall, pinning her to it as he did so. They made out for a few moments, moaning loudly into each other’s mouths, saliva connecting them as they pulled away.
The raven-haired lad trailed kisses down her neck, panting hard as he did so, taking in her scent, both covered in sweat from their raucous lovemaking. He lifted her leg up, reinserting himself, hilting himself to her depths. He stared into her eyes, slowly pulling in and out as he leaned in for a kiss, the woman smiling contently.
“Don’t hold back for me, Tlamacazqui. I can tell you are close, just make us feel good,” she replied. He grunted his reply, holding her against the wall as he wrapped her legs around his waist, picking up speed as he did so. She held on for dear life, the cold of the wall behind her feeling rather good against her sweaty skin.
Ritsuka was shuddering, feeling his balls tightening once more as he did everything he could, trying not to blow his load. She lowered her legs, standing on her tiptoes, heels barely touching the floor as she hugged him. Her teeth were clenched tightly, eyes closed as she tried to hold herself back.
“Haah… Tlamacazqui….Tlamacazqui… fuck, I’m almost there, Tlamacazqui!” she cried, feeling his arms tighten around her slender frame.
“Here it comes, Tenochtitlan!”
She gasped, feeling his hot molten cum shooting into her depths, her vagina tightened around his dick, coaxing every drop out of his shaft. She climaxed herself, hugging the man tightly as she did so, nails digging into his shoulder blades, leaving deep scratches on his skin. He slowed down his thrusts, each one causing one more spurt to shoot out into her. After a few more seconds, he finally stopped moving, staying locked in place.
Tenochtitlan backed away slightly, looking into Ritsuka’s eyes before kissing him. He kissed her back, running his fingers through her sweat-soaked locks. Releasing his kiss, he held her close. “I love you, Nochi~”
She blushed brightly at the name, her heart skipping a beat as she hugged him back. “I love you too, Ritsuka~”
The young man pulled out, Tenochtitlan’s legs shaking slightly as he did so. He held her up, smiling at her. “You wanna take a shower?”
“Sure, I’d love to,” she said, taking hold of his hand as he led her toward the bathroom. “You know, Tlamacazqui, you showed me just how much of a beast you could be. But there’s another hole that still needs to know how strong you are. I was a bad girl for tricking you into marrying me. You don’t mind teaching me a lesson, ne?”
Ritsuka knew he wouldn’t be getting any sleep tonight. Not that he would want to. He had to make sure his wife was satisfied, after all.