𝑋𝐼𝐼. "Love Hard" (2)
You let yourself fall onto the soft green earth. Instead, your front was covered in the swordsman's mass, too busy kissing you to think about that.
He was itching to rip your clothes off, but he didn't want to be rude and just continued kissing you. You noticed this and without saying anything, you grabbed your own breasts, pressing them in front of him.
«You did this last time. I wonder what's so special about them...»
Of course, that caused Guts to chuckle, not expecting you to be so naive.
«I think you know what their purpose is. But what I did was to show you how beautiful you were.»
He lifted your hands to rest his gently on your chest and naturally, that made your eyes narrow. It wasn't the first time, but now it was having a weird effect on you which encouraged to discover more.
«What you want me to do now? Tell me and I will do it.» Guts said in your ear as if he had just read your mind, making you tremble at the sensation. The more you thought about what you wanted to say, the more your face became strangely warmer.
«I...I'd like to feel more.»
You couldn't believe you actually said it and covered your face in shame, but the other didn't seem upset at all; although you hadn't seen his smile, you perfectly felt your shirt being lifted and with his lips, kissing and sucking on every part of your body.
Unexpectedly, his sucks were way better than the bites and you couldn't help but let your voice go to the wind.
«Y-you can stop it now...Guts–»
«There's no way I can do that now.» He said in a husky tone, before his breathing caused your chest to become sensitive, though he asked politely, he was losing his temper because of you.
You tensed as his mouth ate your breasts, one by one. Of course, you didn't feel this when you touched them for yourself during bathing, but when his large hand did it, an unusual warmth radiated through you, reaching a different area of your body.
«I...I think that's enough...» You placed your hands in front, pushing against his shoulders but not moving an inch. Guts had started licking on your old wounds, which had now become scars, but the skin was extremely sensitive that your belly just spasmed.
«I think no.» He smirked under your flushed gaze as he held you tightly to him and with no chance of escape «This is just a warm up. The main part is coming soon, little baby.»
You wanted to hit him in that moment, but your eyes widened when you felt his fingers go down your bottom, inside your trousers.
«T-this is not normal, why are you doing this!»
No way, you expected rudeness from a man like him. Instead, his large palm planted itself on one of your buttocks and massaged it vigorously, but in a different way than your breasts. Needless to say, pushing his chest got the opposite result, as Guts kissed behind your ear before returning to your forbidden lips.
«Because it's just you and me, unarmed and naked in an open field. Tell me what we should do at this point...» The swordsman spoke so close to your face, as if you two were already a couple of lovers. Finally, his right hand came out and in front of you, he used his teeth to unravel the bandage from it.
You hadn't expressed your love for him. Still, your eyes couldn't help but observe the spectacle offered by his veins, all along his hand and his muscular arm.
He was so manly perfect for you...
«But I never said—»
Suddenly, your legs twisted together as his forearm dropped between your thighs. His fingers pushed through the fabric, but it was enough to trigger a self-defense mechanism in you. Guts stayed focused on you, although all this was making his patience lose as well.
«I'm trying to go easy on you, but you make it harder for me every time I touch you...I didn't imagine you were so weak.»
Although you hated it, you couldn't ignore a strange feeling that urged you to delve deeper into the matter, if it weren't for your clothes...
«I feel strange...»
You sighed, naturally referring to the discomfort coursing through your lower abdomen, getting his attention.
Without being asked again, Guts stuck his hand inside your pants and as he thought, you weren't sick at all.
«You are wet.» He grinned smugly at the discovery, licking his fingers from your private parts «It's a natural thing. As a woman, you should know yourself better than anyone.»
You made a stone face, not understanding why you had to control what was coming out from under your legs, especially when your hands were busy holding a sword. But now seeing him there, drinking your liquid spilled out of your body inadvertently, made you realize there were a couple of things you were missing.
Until now, you had been a woman knowing very little about the world that concerned her and seeing Guts knowing exactly what to do, it made you quite uncomfortable...
And annoyed that he was more experienced than you.
«Well, you seem more prepared than me.» You stated in a detached tone, but clearly provoking him as you ran a hand over his bicep «You can lead the way then.»
Guts stared at you with pursed lips and a thoughtful look, despite the situation, you were making yourself arrogant. But he decided to ignore that and gently uncovered your legs from your pants, without breaking eye contact with you.
«That's it. Focus on me and nothing else.»
You didn't blink, not even when the night air welcomed your bare skin. You watched every single movement of that immense body and the way it leaned towards yours, smaller than his...his palm was so big it could grip your entire thigh and that touch made you feel a little weird.
But soon, your expression tightened as it returned to your crotch. His fingers hesitated and the wait was enough to make your breathing quicken.
«Bastard, he's doing this on purpose!»
«You're craving something, Y/n. Tell me what and I will give it to you.» The warrior said in a thunderous voice, enough to echo across the valley - and perhaps into something else, as you suddenly clasped your thighs together, squeezing his forearm between them.
«T-that's not true and stop looking at me that way!» You mumbled, trying to escape from his grasp at the same time, but Guts anticipated you by hugging your waist to him.
When he saw your cheeks turn red, his blind eye trembled as if wanted to open in that fleeting moment.
«If I did that, someone else might be looking at you and I can't allow it.» You made a face of disappointment at that sentence and seeing your lips parted, the man caught your lower one with his sharp teeth, forcing you to collide against him again.
«Y̸o̸u̸ a̸r̸e̸ m̸i̸n̸e̸.̸ A̸n̸d̸ o̸n̸l̸y̸ m̸i̸n̸e̸.̸»
His words clouded in your mind, as both your mouth and your southern parts were invaded by the one and only guy you had hated until that day.
You tried to speak, but your mouth was tied to his and his hand was too hard to move it away from your private area...and even if you tried, the feeling was too good to let it stop.
Definitely, something inside you was awakening and when you produced your first, real moan of pleasure, Guts stopped and pushed you onto the grass roughly. You didn't pay much attention to his change of attitude, but you felt his hands pressing on your shoulders too hard for your liking.
«DeVoUr HeR iNsIdEs UnTiL sHe StOpS sCrEaMiNg.»
«Hey.» Of course, you didn't know what was going on in the swordsman's mind now, you just got a small glint in his wide eye and before his head suddenly disappeared from your sight «What's wrong—»
Your voice choked in your throat as you felt his own lips kissing and sucking hungrily between your legs. You pulled his hair and pushed against his temples to stop that obscenity, but Guts didn't seem willing to obey you, since he seemed to navigate in his own transitory state...he didn't understand how that voice had managed to get in touch with him and without a doubt, you had something to do with it.
True, he wanted to eat you. But he wouldn't allow himself to miss your loud cries, which only urged him to continue with his work under the starry sky.
• • •
Your voice became unreachable to his ears. Those strange and vicious noises coming from his mouth were the only thing you could hear, as you laid on that vast green field. Apart from Guts, no one could hear the voice you were holding back for fear of someone coming.
«Don't hold back your voice.» He sped up the movements of his tongue to urge you on, but you closed your eyes, biting the back of your hand to resist the temptation he was offering you.
Soon, your area became so sensitive that you reached out to retrieve where you had dropped the knife. But just as you grabbed the small hilt, something happened the second you met his gaze...
You couldn't make it. Your energy was fading and with it, your will to fight an enemy you couldn't see.
«It's too strong. Guts...»
You repeated his name in your head, until you gave shape with the sound of your voice, the most feminine you had ever had.
«Please stop...Guts...!» You begged for the first time, pressing your fingers into his shoulders and not letting go «I'll kill you if you don't...please stop, something is trying to...»
«I'll take care of it. Let yourself go, Y/n.»
Your body stopped squirming. Your back arched against the dirt damp from your sweat to let out what felt like the most embarrassing and beautiful thing you had ever experienced.
«This...is...»
Really, you had no words to describe it and even if you wanted to, you ran out of breath to do that. You stayed still, waiting for all the butterflies to escape from your warm, lower belly.
Guts reappeared when you removed your hand from the forehead and as if nothing had happened, his figure stood before you. Despite his calm expression, you could clearly see him holding his big lust inside his pants with very difficulty...
«...do you want to leave me here?»
You dared to say in a low, tired voice. Guts went to get his black cloak and delicately, wrapped it around your hunched shoulders.
«You won't get cold like this.» He said and to your surprise, he lifted you off the ground with his own arms.
«Or you want to stay here a little longer?»
You didn't say anything and just let him carry you without problems, even if you couldn't ignore that he was experiencing discomfort beneath him.
Maybe, you could...
«Try to not think about anything. Relax...»
Guts' deep voice pervaded your thoughts, as if he had read them in that moment, breaking all your barriers with attention that no one had given you.
«I̸'̸m̸ h̸e̸r̸e̸ w̸i̸t̸h̸ y̸o̸u̸,̸ Y̸/̸n̸.̸»
Again, his words didn't reach your ears and you narrowed your eyes, slowly falling asleep as you were lulled with each step of the great warrior.
• • •
You woke up with the sun in the window. Apparently, you had returned to your bedroom without realizing it, as you were busy sleeping soundly and wearing the same clothes as the previous evening.
You were alone there, but could smell something that didn't belong to you. Of course, you remembered perfectly the night you had spent with Guts and the kindness with which he had treated your inexperienced body.
A strange, but wonderfully pleasant experience, to the point that you got out of bed in good shape.
«Better than any past battle, I dare say.»
You didn't bother to change and reached the tavern on the lower floor, still empty and in need of tidying up after yesterday's party.
You met Noelia soon after and with a broom in her hands, rather impressed to see you come down from the rooms.
«I didn't see you come home last night, where have you been?!» Everything about her face showed clear concern, especially when you had run off to chase the swordsman.
«Just outside. Where is Guts?» You asked, looking past the redhead figure for the man who had brought you back there.
«He left early. Looks like the evening wasn't too bad, huh?» Noelia cocked her head to the side, noticing your absolute stillness instead of your usual nervousness when you said his name.
«Don't tell me you guys had—!»
«We didn't have sex.»
Well, it was the truth, but at the same time you didn't identify what it was and were sure that Guts hadn't put the right part inside you for that; however, the girl's smile widened and you didn't understand what you said wrong.
«...actually, I meant if you had made peace, but I'm glad you had a good time together!»
Noelia gave you a nice pat on the back, making you raise an eyebrow; there, her eye peered further down your profile and saw something interesting near your neck, but she walked away without asking anything.
No way, Guts was the possessive type when it came to his lady....but surely, when you would discover them later, you would go out of your mind.
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