Legend has it that once, long ago, a colony of Undines lived here... but, at some time, they had vanished completely, leaving behind the crystal clear waters for reasons unknown. While fresh fish species thrived in the waters, the place felt... empty in a way, especially to those who knew the stories.
Then, one day, she came. A young Undine was found washed up in the spring on a routine laundry rip. Her pale white skin, even her glorious, flowing emerald green tail were covered in open, bleeding wounds.
Her wounds were tended to at the spring, where she was kept. To bring her elsewhere would have spelled death, so proclaimed the Elder. He had theorized that she became separated from her kin... and if she were attacked by some sea beast or other Sprites, one could only guess. But, as fate would have it, she somehow made it down river to this very spring before collapsing from exhaustion.
She remained asleep, consumed by the gentle ebb and flow of the spring water for several days. Her body healed faster than that of a normal Sprite, her wounds were almost gone when she finally woke up...
She was terrified.
It took weeks for her to trust anybody, and the first she latched onto was LuLu. It was like two souls that had lost one another were reconnected after years of separation... the lost, scared Undine and the emotionally damage and rarely trusting Fairy. However, in time, the young Undine grew used to the people of Elendia... mostly, the women.
The spring was used as both a place to wash clothes and to bathe. Not a single day went by that she didn't have a visitor, mostly it was Mylene, seemingly the only woman in the whole area that was married. Despite being unable to speak, she listened, and listened well. She learned of the people, of the happy lives they led.
She let go of her suspicion and mistrust of them all.
For a time, life seemed to fall into a boring and repetitive groove. She swam in the spring, LuLu would speak to her from time to time, Mylene would come to do some washing and tell her of daily events... and, every so often, people would bathe in the water. She hid at times, mostly when there were men, but with the women, she came out.
Those times were fun, she enjoyed playing in the water with them, getting into splash fights and such.
But then, one day, all of Elendia was abuzz with news of somebody new. A young man with an odd sword. She saw him the very day he appeared... when he came to the spring. She was a bit jumpy of him... he was the first new face in a while, she had no idea what he was capable of. LuLu told him to leave her be, to try not to take advantage of her... then something came up that she'd not heard before.
A Moondrop could cure her speech. Why LuLu never spoke of it before, she didn't know... but with the fact that she doubted it even existed, Meute understood the fact that her friend never said it because it might just cause false hope.
... But it was hope she wanted, she needed. She wanted to talk again, she wanted to actually hold conversations with others. She wanted to be normal again.
The young man left... and shortly after, he vanished, along with 2 of the local girls. She worried a bit for them, perhaps the stories of demons were true. Did they meet their end at the hands of those foul beings? Will she ever see her friends again? And this young man... what became of him?
A full day after they were last seen, the young man appeared once more. In his hand, he carried a small, blue seedlike object with a green "stem." He tried to give it to her directly, but fear overtook her and she leapt into the water from her little perch. LuLu almost had a fit... until he explained what it was.
It was a Moondrop, the very object that she doubted even existed.
She took a chance, coming closer to the young man. She came within arms length and timidly held out a hand, eyes pleading for him to give her the object that would restore her voice... and he gave it to her. Snatching it up quickly, she placed it in her mouth, but before she could chew or swallow, LuLu told her to hold it in her mouth, to let is dissolve like a hard candy.
Long minutes passed... and finally, it was gone. For the first time in so long, she tried to speak. At first, there was nothing... then, small noises. Further still, those noises became more focused, more meaningful... then it came out;
"Th...ank...you..."
Her first words since her entire ordeal, since she washed up were uttered... and it was all thanks to this young man, a person she'd only seen twice in 2 days.
For days after that, she asked LuLu about the young man, forcing the Fairy to actually talk with others. From them, she learned that his name was Ein... and that he was an angel of Asgard. The more that was answered, the more she asked. Dozens of questions became hundreds, her desire to know all she could about the young angel grew ever larger.
Emotions unknown to the young Undine started to emerge. Whenever she thought of him, her heart would beat faster, her face and chest would feel warm... she'd tingle all over. LuLu called it love... and lust.
This only started more questions, ones the little Fairy couldn't answer... but Mylene could. From her, the Undine learned much about these feelings... and about what men and women do together when they feel such things. The more she learned, the more she wondered if Ein would enjoy it... if he would wanted to do this with her.
For those on the outside looking in, they would say that the young Undine was obsessed with him, perhaps having some manner of savior complex variant.
After so much time, after all she had learned, the day had finally come. He had just come back from Tetyhs, the Sunken City. She had LuLu call NoNo to the spring... and in private, she told her that she wanted to see Ein, alone. With a nod, NoNo went off to find the young angel, to tell him of her desire to see him. She returned, all smiles as she told her that he was coming before grabbing hold of LuLu and dragged her from the area, much to her displeasure.
Alone, all she could do was wait... and hope that her beloved wingless angel won't reject her...
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Ein cleared the small bushes that separated the spring from the little path leading up to it. Thanks to NoNo, LuLu was out of the way... a fact that was made all too clear when he saw her dragging the kicking Fairy away with the help of another that happened to be near the spring at the time.
He was thankful that she was gone. He didn't exactly hate the little Fairy, but she was... annoying. She always gave him a suspicious look, she always seemed to just want him to leave whenever he got close to the spring and Meute.
And with Meute wanting to see him for some reason, he didn't want that little Fairy brat in the way.
As he came near, he saw her sunning herself on a large rock, sitting in the middle of the spring water. It was her perch, the place she sat and relaxed when she wasn't in the cool water, swimming with the marine life that had survived for countless years in the fresh water. His eyes wandered her small form. Her tail seemed so soft and delicate, with gorgeous emerald green scale from just under a slender waistline, bulging out what would be the hips of a normal woman, leading down to a single, fanlike fin. Above the waistline, it seemed... odd. It appears that her scales extend from said slender, delicate tail, up her sides, with two small extensions to her chest, cupping her firm, pale breasts like a bra before wrapping around her small shoulders, then continue upwards, wrapping around the front and back of her neck, just around the collar bone line with jagged little outcroppings, surrounding. In the areas that weren't covered by these scales were patches of pale, supple skin.
Her face was that of a young girl, no more than 16 years of age. The skin was just as pale as the rest of her body, with a slender nose, small nose in the middle, her lips were a pale, almost pinkish shade. Her eyes were the main feature, however... they were a magnificent shade of ocean blue, they seem to pick up every speck of light available, giving them a shining feel.
Framing this face was long, pale blue hair, flowing to just above her waist with two long bangs that cover her strange, yet utterly fascinating ears, which appears to be actual fins, much like in the fashion of the end of her tail.
As he moved closer to the waterline, her small head turned toward him, her eyes meeting his own. In a flash, she slipped into the water, swimming toward him. Her speed was incredible... her figure was little more than a blur in the cold water. Just as he came within a foot of the springs shore, she popped her head out. Her hair, utterly soaked, clung to her little face and back as she rose up, her shoulders and upper torso breaking the surface.
He cocked his head to the right for a moment as she looked up at him, a smile on her small lips, but then smiled back as he went to sitting. Removing his shoes {though they were more like boots}, he slipped his feet beneath the surface, sighing contentedly as the gentle current swirls around them.
For a few moments, there was silence, and then, Meute made a move. Slowly, she came closer to him, barely making a sound as she cut through the water. Within arm length, she slowly brings her slender arms up in-front of her... and then she grabs a hold of his feet. He jumped, shocked for a moment, and she withdrew her hands, looking up at him with questioning eyes, as if asking him if she had done something wrong.
He shook his head and gave another smile, reassuring her. Again, she took his feet in her tiny hands and softly rubbed the arches. She worked her thumbs into the muscles. He groans softly as she works on them, showing that, despite not having feet of her own, she has a good understanding of how to treat sore feet.
"Ah... Meute, that feels good. Really good!"
He mumbles as the rather proud of herself Undine moves to his toes and balls of the feet. He looks down at her soaked hair, her head is lowered and eyes focused on the task at hand, literally.
"For somebody without feet, you sure know what you're doing. Why is that, anyway?"
He asks her, but she doesn't look up, nor does she answer. A short time passes, he believes she won't answer him at all... but then comes that small, sweet voice of hers, barely above a whisper;
"You're an angel who has lost his wings, forced to walk upon the ground like the others... you fight for my sake, and the others.
Even if I can't leave here for very long, even if I can't help you in battle... I can atleast try to help ease your burden."
Another long moment. As Meute keeps working, Ein mulls over what she's said. What exactly can he say to that?
No... words aren't enough...
His right arm extends, his right hand reaches for her hair. Softly he strokes it, it feels almost as soft as silk. Moving down, his hand gets to her small cheek, which he caresses gentle, lovingly. She almost instant rubs her cheek into his palm.
"Meute... you don't have to."
"I want to... I need to."
"Why?"
He's slightly puzzled as to why she feels the need to do this for him. At this time, she chooses to raise her head, her cheeks turning a pale shade of red. She closes her eyes as she speaks;
"I owe you my life, as does everybody else... but I also owe you my very ability to speak. You freed me from eventual madness. For that... I'll devote all that I am to you."
His eyes go wide in shock at those words. She basically offered herself up to him, she's willing to be little more than his slave for the rest of her life.
"Meute... you can't..."
"I want to."
"But..."
She lets go of his feet as her eyes open, her small hands take hold of his own on her cheek. She looks up at him;
"Please... tell me what I can do for you."
"This is madness."
He says in a small voice as he looks down at her.
"Why?
She blinks a few times, not fully understanding.
"Because... it just is!"
"Don't you like me?"
Those gorgeous eyes stare into his own, begging him for an answer. He looks away, unable to stand such a piercing stare;
"I..."
She bites her lower lip as she turns her head away from him;
"... I'm sorry. I guess... I'm just not what you want."
Feeling utterly rejected, she starts to move away... only to be stopped by a pair of strong hands on her delicate shoulders. She looks at him, for a moment he could see such deep hurt... which was replaced by hope.
"Meute.. I do like you. That's not the issue..."
"Then what is?"
He pauses for a moment, wondering what to do, what to say...
"I can't just..."
Her hands grabs a hold of his knees and, slowly, she pushes his legs open. With a few blinks from Ein, she places her hands between them and starts to pull herself from the water, slipping her tail onto the dry ground. Looking down at the confused little angel, her wraps those slender, yet strong arms around his neck and pulls him close, to the point where their faces are mere centimeters apart...
"Yes... you can. Now please... tell me what you want..."
He swallows hard as he looks up at that beautiful face, knowing that there's nothing left to be said... then he leans toward her, kissing her full on the lips. His hands grip where the little Undines hips would be as she tightens her hold on him, her tongue licking at his lips. Those hands of his don't stay for very long, though, they start to travel up her sides, feeling the strange softness of the long strips of scales running up her body.
Her little tongue manages to pry open Ein's mouth as his hands, just under her armpits, move forward, towards her chest. She moans softly as his palms press into the sides of the soft, yet firm mounds of fat. Just before he goes to cup them, she pushes her face from his own, but what's more, she pushes her body from his. With a little smile, she slips her hands to her chest... and seemingly pulls the scales from her very body, allowing those round lumps of flesh to hang free.
"How...?"
He asks in a confused tone. Giving him only an amused grin, she takes his hands into her own and then, softly, she presses his palms against her hard, pale pink little nipples, causing her to gasp.
"The only scaly part of my body is my tail... the rest is clothing."
She whispers as he fondles the young Undines impressive breasts, taking extra care to grind her sensitive nipples into his palms, causing her to whimper, moan and writhe against him.
"Ohh.. you like my br- tits, don't you? Tell me you like them..."
She asks him in a horny little tone, to which he simply nods. She wanted to hit herself for almost taking the easy way out and saying breasts, even though she knows that most men refer to them as tits...
He suddenly removes his left hand from her, then leans forward, after which he replaces his hand with his lips around the now free nipple. Arching her back, she moans loudly as his tongue presses into the rubbery little thing. Grabbing a hold of his hair, she presses his face against her breast even more, to which he responds by gently biting her nipple as he licks it.
While he's busy with her breasts, her free hand has been busy working its way past his belt, into his shorts. Her slender fingers slowly drag themselves along the length of his already stiff manhood causing him to groan gently. She's utterly shocked at how long... how hard it really is. Reaching the tip, she wraps her hand around the shaft;
"You're s-so hard... Ein... I... I want to see it... please."
He's reluctant to pull himself from her breasts... but after a few moments, he releases the nipples from his mouth, his hand slowly moving away. Free from his biting and fondle, she slips back into the water, grabbing his belt with the hand that was just on his head a few moments ago. Undoing the little buckle, she pulls his shorts down, freeing his raging manhood. With a gasp, she stares at it as it stares back at her... if she moved forward a little with her mouth open, it would...
Swallowing hard, the little Undine leaned forward, pressing her cheek against the head. With a loud groan from him, she rubs her small, pale, soft cheek against him. Like she did before, he reaches out and places a hand on her head, stroking her hair as she keeps rubbing against him, unaware that her cheeks is being smeared in his precum.
"Meute.. I need you to..."
He doesn't even finish before he finds her mouth wrapped around him, slowly inching him down her small throat. He moans loudly as he feels her small tongue working his shaft, swirling around it like a lollipop
"Ahhh... Meute..."
He groans as she starts to bob her head slowly, her tongue still working on the shaft. She moves a little faster after a few seconds, trying to get a rhythm... and when she finally gets it, she starts to move even faster. As she moves faster and faster, she tries to keep her mouth wrapped around it tightly... but a little of her saliva does manage to get free and run down the shaft. However, this is a good thing, as her small hand wraps around the lower portion of his penis, which she couldn't get inside of her and, slowly, and she starts to jerk him off while sucking, using the saliva as a lube.
"Oh gods..."
He mumbles between moaning as her mouth moves faster, her hand barely able to keep up. He feels like he's going to explode...
"Meute... I'm gonna..."
He cries out... and, suddenly, she stops. Pulling her hand from his shaft, she slips her mouth up, to the point where only his head remains inside of her. He pants as he tries to force her head down in a desperate attempt at getting her to keep going, but somehow the little thing resists him.
"Meute... please!"
He begs her, but it's no good.... it seems he'll have to wait. After almost a minute, Ein has calmed down considerably. While still hard, he's not on the very of orgasm, nor is he panting... he's just really, really eager...
... more so because the fact that, before his very eyes, the young Undine has leaned forward and is now wrapping her breasts around his shaft, holding them tightly against him with her small hands. With a little moan, she starts to move them up and down, using the saliva from before and the water still clinging to help them move with more ease.
"They're so soft... and warm... they feel so good wrapped around it."
He whispers as she starts to move her mouth once again, double fucking his dick with mouth and tits, all the while moaning softly. The young angel feels like he's in Heaven... he must wonder how life could get any better than having a sexy little Undine sucking and tit fucking you.
In no time flat, Ein is back to panting, he moans every now again and she works on him... that exploding feeling has come back. Just as he's about to warn her, she pulls her mouth from his shaft and looks right up ay him, her eyes filled with something he never saw in her before; pure lust... and with a tone in her voice to match;
"Please, Ein... cum for me. I want it... need it all over my face, all over my tits. I want you to cover my face and tits with it, now!"
There always something sexy about a girl saying that... and having a sexy little Undine, willing to be his sexual slave say it, along with having her large, firm tits wrapped around and working his dick is just too much for him to handle. He moans loudly as he goes over the edge, causing long, slender strings of white, hot, sticky cum to erupt from him. The first salvo hits her neck, causing her to tilt her head down and open her mouth.
Little "ohhh"s, "ahhh"s and moans come from the sexy little thing as she keeps move her tits on him, she's absolutely loving the bath he's giving her. Strings of his life giving goo covers that small, beautiful face of hers, and what doesn't have the power to hit her face lands on her tits, giving them a thin coating while she swallows the few wads that land in her open little mouth.
Panting heavily, his orgasm starts to end nearly 30 seconds after it started... it felt like he dumped the entire contents of his balls. It shows, too, by the looks of her face and the tops of her breasts, which are still being worked over his still hard shaft. She drives her mouth back onto the head of his dick, causing him to groan loudly, and she starts to suck and lick.
Moments later, she removes her mouth, having fully cleaned it. Slowly, she releases his meat from between her lovely mounds, and goes to wiping off his juices and licking them from her fingers. She looks up at him and gives him a shy little smile;
"Did you like it, Ein? Did I... do a good job?"
"You were incredible..."
He replies as he strokes her long hair with his right hand, causing her to smile broadly, utterly proud of herself. He slips his hand from her hair and, wiping a little of his sticky love from her face, he offers it up her, which she gladly accepts by licking it up. He does it again and again... she looks so cute when she's licking up his juices, and she seems to rather enjoy the taste.
"Is there anything else I can do for you...? Perhaps you'd like to...um... y-you know..."
Her cheeks turn red as she shyly looks away to her left. When she said in it in her head, it seemed so simple, so easy... but actually saying it out loud?
"It's alright, Meute... you don't have to be embarrassed."
Ein says in a reassuring tone as he places his hand on her cheek. Slowly, he turns her head back to the right, then tilts it up so she's looking right at his face. Her blush grows deeper as she nibbles on her little lip. She swallows a bit hard and then tries to ask him again;
"D-do you want to... I mean, would you like to.. you know..."
Again, she can't bring herself to ask. A few moments pass and she tries yet again;
"What I'm trying to ask is... would you like to... you know... when a man and a woman are together, they... you know..."
Again, she falters... and this time, she looks like she's going to cry. She feels like such a failure for lacking the courage to ask a simple question. He sighs and strokes her little cheek lovingly;
"Come on, Meute... whatever it is, I won't say no. All you have to do is ask me, okay?"
Her eyes, glistening with tears just about ready to fall look straight into his own. With a sniffle, she nods softly, more for herself than to answer him. Summoning up everything she can muster, she tries it one last time;
"Ein... do you want to... be with me... as a man would be with a normal woman?"
She asked him... she finally asked him. It wasn't in the way she thought she'd ask... it wasn't the way she thinks he'd like to hear it, but she finally managed to come out with it.
"You mean... you want to know if I'd like to..."
He says in a low voice, trying to prod her to say it the way he likes it and the way he knows she meant to ask it. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she closes her eyes, hoping that not look at him will give her the courage to truly say it...
"Ein... do you want to... f-f-f-fuck me...?"
There it was, broad as daylight. It was out in the open, no longer pent up inside. There was no longer any doubt as to what she wanted to tell him. His face erupts into a big smile as he looks down at the shy little thing, who still has opened her eyes. He removes his hand from her cheek and, slowly, he pulls his feet from the water, standing up. Her eyes open slowly, she sure he's just walked out on her... but when she looks up...
"Well, I don't want to get my clothes wet, now do I, baby?"
He gives her a sly {well, what he thinks to be sly} smile, causing her to giggle softly as he pulls his shirt over his head, his shorts and little cape already removed and on the ground.
"You look so funny with that look on your face!"
She says with an amused tone, causing him to frown. Her giggling stops suddenly and she feels like she's offended him.
"I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."
"You're so cute, you know."
He replies with a wink as he hops into the water, causing her to back away by several feet. He had almost cannonballed, but this isn't the time, even if it's the place. However... though he should had already surfaced, he hasn't. She floats there for a few moments, hoping that he'd pop up from the water, telling her it was a joke... or that she'd hear him come up somewhere else... but nothing.
It's getting to the point where she's become worried... too worried;
"Ein...? Ein... come on, this isn't funny."
Silence.. the only noise is a few birds chirping in the trees near the spring. She's really very worried now... why if he can't swim? What if... what if somehow, a demon got into the spring and grabbed him?!
"Ein!"
She's just about to drive her head down when, suddenly, a pair of hands grab where her hips would be. Her eyes go wide in shock and fear, but before she can scream or pull away, she hears his voice;
"It's okay, Meute. It's me."
She whips herself around suddenly, latching onto him tightly, trembling slightly. Her voice shows just how scared she was;
"You.. you're a jerk, you know that! I was.. so worried. I thought you may have drown... or a demon got you... or... or..."
Wrapping his arms around her, he hugs her tightly, feeling a bit guilt that he's enjoying the feel of her hard little nipples and full breasts against his chest. Stroking her hair sort of like one would pet a cat, only completely different in a way, he tries to apologize;
"I'm sorry... I just wanted to... ah, it was stupid of me, I know.
Can you forgive me for being an idiot?"
She snuggles into him, simply giving a little "mmhmm" as an answer as she holds him tightly, she's just glad that he's alive and with her... all by themselves...
"Ein... on the back of my tail, right around where the rear cheeks would be on a Sprite woman... there are two small slits. The one on top is... my anus... and the other is... is my..."
"... Is your pussy."
He finishes for her. Before she can even nod, she gasps, writhing in his arms as his hands converge on her anus. She moans softly as he runs a few fingers over her anal slit, then she bites her lip to stifle a cry as he slowly inches it open. He's amazed at how small it is... and after trying to stick even a fingertip inside, and gauging by her jerking, whimpering reaction, she must be tight... real tight.
His fingers then slip down to the main event... and the very second he comes within a centimeter of her vaginal opening, she jerks, pressing her tiny body into him as hard as possible. He caresses the little opening, causing her to moan loudly... it's an amazingly strong reaction for simply touches.
"Have you ever done this before, Meute? Have you ever had another man...enter you?"
He asks as he slowly pulls her open, making her writhe and squeal. Just as she's about to answer, he slowly inserts the tip of a single finger;
"N... no! You're... ohhh... mmm... you're my f-first...
Ahhhh...! You have s-s-s-such... gaaa... big fingers...!"
He simply can't believe how small and tight she is... even for a virgin, she's beyond everything he's ever known. It's almost like...
"Meute, it's like you have the pussy of a 5 year old girl with the body of a mature, adult woman... you're so incredible."
He whispers into her ear as her entire body jerks, reacting further to the finger being shoved ever deeper. His finger quickly becomes covered in a warm, sticky fluid... and for a second, he thinks it blood. Pulling his finger out quickly, he doesn't see anything in the water... instead, he sees that some of it is still clinging to his finger.
She's gotten wet. Very wet. She's ready.
Placing his hands on her small waist, he pushes her away, much to her displeasure. She whines softly, looking up at him, but then she understands as he turns her around so she's facing the edge of the spring. He pushes her forward and to the right toward a rocky outcropping, and she complies, knowing full well that he's ready fully make her his woman.
Extending her small arms, she presses her palms into the rounded, weather beaten piece of rock, bracing herself for what's to come. Looking over her shoulder, she watches intently as he pulls her open... and then she gasps as he presses his dick against her surprisingly sort tail. From there, he moves it around a little, awkwardly trying to find her opening.
He curses the fact that water has a way of distorting things, it makes him feel like some stupid kid that's having sex for the very first time.
Finally, he hits the spot, much to Meute's pleasure, given the moan she let out when the head rubbed against her tiny opening. He presses the head against it, just on the verge of entering her. Looking up, his eyes lock on her own. He gives her a little grin;
"Brace yourself..."
She screams in pure pleasure as he rams his man meat into not a second later, but he's just barely able to pop the head inside. He groans as he feels the immense tightness around slightly over an inch of himself, it was so much more than around his finger. Almost digging her nails into the very rock itself, Meute moans and screams as he slowly buries himself ever deeper, despite the incredible pressure that seems to want to keep him out.
Grabbing her tail, Ein pulls her back, which helps him to impale more of himself into the little Undine. The pleasure, the feeling of him being inside while more if pushed in, the anticipation of him actually fucking her... it's driving her insane;
"E-Ein! Deeper! I need you deeper!"
She tries to push herself against him as he pulls her backwards. Centimeter after centimeter, inch after inch slowly vanishes into her extremely wet, almost impossibly tight opening. After so much time and effort, he manages to get as much of himself inside as he possibly could. He takes a moment to relish the feeling of her... how hot, how tight, how wet...
How utterly lacking in any manner of hymen. Not that he cares right now, that thought is the furthest from his mind.
Leaning into her, he rests his chest on her back. He slips his hands up to her chest, taking a breast in each one, gently fondling her as he nuzzles her neck, kissing and licking it softly. Mewling softly, she again writhes against him, loving every single thing he's doing to her, but wishing that he'd give her the one thing she really wants...
"You feel so good, Meute. You're so much tighter than I ever expected.
I'm going to start now, okay?"
He whispers into her ear and she moans in response, knowing that, finally, he's going to give her the one thing she's wanted for so long. With a little effort, he brings his legs up, actually pressing his bare feet into the rock just in-front of her to give him some leverage, and then, slowly, he starts to pull himself out.
She gasps as she feels him slipping from her tight grasp, her small hands gripping the rock even more. After just 2 inches, he thrusts back in, grunting with effort. Once he's fully in, he just pulls out again, taking a little more of himself out than before, then thrusting back in. Then again, a little more out before thrusting back in
Again and again, over and over, more comes out before being thrust back in with more ease, and with every thrust, she moans a little louder. Soon, he's pulling out to the very head before thrusting back into her, causing her to arch her back every time, her mouth opening into a silent scream as he roughly squeezes her breasts, rolling her little nipples between his fingers.
It's like Heaven for the two of them... for her, she's finally fulfilling a fantasy, she's finally giving all she is to her savior... her love. For him, it's the single most incredible thing he's ever felt, she's the tightest, hottest, wettest thing he's ever felt... he almost wishes he could stay in the moment forever.
Of course, time never stands still. With an ear splitting scream, her entire body suddenly tenses up, her vaginal muscles around him start to spasm violently as a torrent of her juices slam into his, trying to force its way out... she just had an orgasm. It wasn't her first orgasm, not by a long shot... but it was the first with a man. It was incredibly powerful, shaking her to the very core of her being.
It was much harder for him now, those tight little muscles spasming around him, but he managed to keep his stride, albeit more slowly than before. It felt a lot better than before, though... Hell, it felt like she was actually trying to suck him deeper inside than he could possibly reach. He was getting closer now to his own orgasm... if she were any other woman, he would have cum minutes ago.
He has to warn her, though... he doesn't exactly want to run the risk of knocking her up without her permission;
"I... I'm going to... arrrg... d-do you... want me to... gahhh... pull out?"
"N-n-n-o! Cum... ohhh.... inside me! Please! I need to.. to.. to... Einnnn!"
She screams his name, feeling his hot, sticky seed blast into her tiny opening, being forced into her by his thrusting. Grunting loudly, he comes to a halt, leaving only the head inside as he pumps her full of his love juice. She simply squirms as he keep fondling her, absolutely loving the feel of his balls being dumped into her tight little opening.
Slowly, the two start to come down from their orgasmic highs, but his dick had long since been removed, allowing him to pull her closer to him. In this spooning, floating in the cold water, they simply enjoy the feel of one another's body pressed against their own.
It was everything she dreamed... except for one thing. She afraid to ask him, though... if he rejected her, she'd be crushed, but if she didn't, she couldn't live with herself.
"E-Ein...?"
Her tiny voice calls out, breaking the silence that's been hanging in the air for some time. He rubs his cheek into her own, almost like a man would do with his girlfriend before speaking;
"What is it, Meute?"
"Ein... I... I need to know something... but I'm scared."
"Don't be."
He kisses her small neck for assurance, making her moan a little. It already felt like he loved her, like she didn't need to ask... but she has to hear it from him;
"I... I love you... and I need to know if you..."
She stops short as he spins her small body around so she's facing him. The little Undine doesn't look up at him, she can almost feel the rejection like it was a physical object... like it was a punch to the stomach.
It felt like forever, but it was only a few seconds. She started to tremble, but that stopped once his arms wrapped around her tiny shoulders. He hugs her tightly, she places her head on his chest. She can hear his heart beating slowly, she's almost about ready to cry.
"He's just softening the blow..."
She tells herself. Why else would he be hesitating?
"Meute..."
He whispers her name softly, unsure as to what to say. He's not sure how he feels about her, honestly, but he doesn't want to hurt her. But which would hurt less; his telling her he loves her, only to find out later that he doesn't, or telling her he doesn't, only to find out later that he does, then try and tell her that he loved her all along?
"... Y-you don't..."
She can barely speak as she tries to hold back her tears, her little heart feels like it's being ripped apart. Looking down at the little thing, he knows what he has to do. She's made him happy, she's given all she is to him... and even if it turns out not to be true, he'll make it work, if just for her sake.
His right hand slowly moves to her face, just under the chin. Lifting it up, her eyes clamp shut, trying to prevent the tears she's been holding back from escaping. he takes a deep breath;
"I love you, Meute... now please, don't cry."
Those little eyes snap open almost instantly, allowing a few stray tears to fall as she looks up at, utterly stunned. There she was, expecting to be rejected, and he tells her what she's wanted to hear for so long...
"R-r-really?"
"Yes, really. I love you."
It wasn't really a lie, but it wasn't really the truth, Ein knows that. Perhaps Meute knew it too. But in the end, that didn't stop her from accepting it by kissing him.
And so they stayed there, locked in one another's arms for as long as they could, together. One bound by love, the other bound by the need to make the other happy, unsure of the emotion.
Only time would tell how it would all play out...
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