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Kokomi entered General Gorou's makeshift house, worried thoughts swirling through her head.
The two had agreed to meet to go over plans for the resistance this morning, and to gather a new supply of weapons that Kokomi had been told arrived just recently, but Gorou had been unusually late. Kokomi, the good friend she was, sought him out, asking around if anyone had heard from the man.
Supposedly no one had heard from him in a long while. One gaurd specifically mentioned he hadn't seen Gorou come out of his private chambers for days now.
Naturally this concerned the hydro user. Gorou was usually such a sociable, kind person, at least to her, and the idea of him shut up in his home for so long did little to put her nerves at ease.
That's how she ended up here, in the small house Gorou slept in, a strong, thick, bitter smell of something she couldn't quite place wafting around the room.
"Gorou?" She called out, the sound echoing around the nearly dead quite home. "Are you alright? You missed our meeting."
Kokomi heard a small gasp from a side room, a bedroom she supposed, and Gorou spoke up, his voice thick and shaky, "I-I'm alright, my lady...Nothing's the matter I just- NNGH-"
"Gorou!" Kokomi sprinted towards the door, grabbing the handle in instinct.
"NO! DON'T- Don't come in, please, Everything- Everything's f-fine..."
She stared at the door, her brows furrowed. Something was wrong. It was pretty obvious.
And with Gorou's panicked state she should probably leave, pretend she hadn't noticed anything and wait until he was feeling better, but curiosity bit at the back of her mind, edging her to open the door.
"Gorou, if something is wrong you can tell me," Kokomi said gently, her soft voice just loud enough for the man to hear her. "We're friends after all. You've never let my title intimate you before."
"My lady, it's nothing of the s-sort, I'm just- I'm not feeling well right now and I-"
A muffled whimper cut him off along with the sound of something shifting in the room.
"If you're not feeling well, allow me to take care of you," Kokomi reasoned, her cheeks flushed from the sounds coming from inside the room. Surely Gorou wouldn't do such an act with someone instead of attending such a crucial meeting.
Gorou took in a shaky breath, "I don't think you know what you're suggesting, Kokomi-sama..."
"Whatever it entitles, General, I'm sure I could get it for you," Kokomi reassured him. "What do you need? Medicine? Bandages? Are you hurt?"
"I need- I need y- Fuck-" A moan sounded from the room.
"What was that?"
Gorou bit his lip, squeezing his eyes shut as tightly as he could to try and stop the rushing feeling coursing through his body. He was too warm, and Kokomi was too close. He was so near to breaking, he could barely stand it.
"K-Kokomi please just leave!" He gripped onto the thin bed sheets, his legs shaking. "I-I'll be alright on my own for now. Th-thank you for checking in on me..."
Kokomi startled at the drop of a title. He wasnt acting like himself at all.
Her hand reached for the door again.
"Gorou, please tell me what's going on."
"Its nothing, my lady!"
He slapped his hand over his mouth, muffling a moan that nearly escaped his lips. He wanted her, he needed her to come into the room. To see him like this, spread out on his bed, barely able to contain such an animalistic desire.
Why won't she just give up?!
"Gorou, if you don't tell me what's going on in three seconds I'm coming in."
"NO!"
"I'm worried about you, Gorou, I can't have my best man being ill without treatment."
"Please, my lady-!"
"One," Kokomi said her hand back on the door knob one again. She felt awful for this, but if something truly was wrong with Gorou she couldn't let him suffer alone. "Two."
"KOKOM-SAMA-" He yelled, his throat thick, sounding like he was on the verge of tears. It should not have made something unexpected churn in Kokomi gut, a throb starting in her lower regions.
"Three," She opened the door, locking eyes with a naked, sweaty Gorou, sprawled out on his bed, his face flushed to the color of Kokomi's hair, eyes wide leaking with tears.
"M-my lady..."
Kokomi swallowed, trying hard to stare Gorou in the eyes, and not look down at the weeping erection he was trying, very unsuccessfully, to hide between his legs.
"Gorou..."
The geo user's blush deepened, his tail wagging like she'd never seen it before, ears twitching like mad.
"I-I can explain."
Kokomi looked at the ground, hiding her face behind her hand. "No need. I apologize for disturbing you. Lets- Let's not speak of this...ever again."
She turned towards the door in a haste. "Apologies."
"Wait, K-Komki-sama..."
She stopped, wringing her hands together to try and stop the raging thoughts in her head.
What was wrong with her today?
"P-please, I need you."
Kokomi's heart pounded in her ears, a feeling she hadn't before experienced washing over her.
Want.
She turned back around, to stare at the exposed man, a blushing mess spread out for her to see.
For only her.
"I-I'm sorry I know I shouldn't but-"
"What do you want, Gorou?"
Gorou paused his hands gripping the side of the bed like a life line.
"Tell me what you want."
"You! Please! I want you!" He squirmed against the sheets, barely able to control himself anymore.
She was letting this go on for to long. Gorou was going to go insane.
Kokomi licked her lips, taking slow, tentative steps toward him, her heart pounding so loudly she was nervous the mess of a man would hear it.
Not that a racing heart was any more embarrassing than his current predicament.
Gorou whined, grinding his aching cock against the bedding, begging for any sort of friction, any sort of release.
Kokomi stiffened, inches away from the bed, so close she could've touched the man if she wanted to.
And archons did she want to.
"Please, my lady-," Gorou pleaded, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks, too sensitive to think straight.
All he knew was pleasure, and that he wanted those soft, delicate hands on him.
Stroking him, caressing him, inside of him.
Gorou let out an involuntary moan as his cock twitched at the thought.
"Touch me."
Kokomi shook, fear and excitement coursing through her veins as she knelt onto the bed, the long train of his dress following behind her.
Gorou squirmed beneath her as she took off her gloves tossing them onto the desk nearby.
His legs spread as he stared at her, his cock begging for any sort of attention, but all she could do was sit in shock, hiding the need to ravish the poor man behind the usual kind, soft mask she wore.
Gorou couldn't take it anymore and sprung at her, in one fluid motion slotting himself between her legs and rutting against her thigh, high pitched whines and moans spilling out of his lips like the most natural thing she's ever heard.
Kokomi groaned, feeling the new found wetness trailing down her panties, her clit throbbing, pleading to be touched.
She slipped her hand between her thighs, rubbing at the pleasure through the fabric, panting as the tightening in her gut increased.
"Gorou~"
Gorou sped up his movements, gripping her hair in a fist, and grinding down hard enough to see spots.
Kokomi moaned in his ear, rubbing circles faster and faster on her clit, reaching out a hand for Gorou's leaking cock.
"NNGH-!"
Gorou threw his head back, tail and ears standing erect as his whole body shooting with pleasure, Kokomi running her finger back and forth along his slit.
"KOKOMI, I-I'M-"
Heat flashed over his entire body, his dick twitching violently as squirts of liquid shot onto her perfect dress, staining their stomachs white.
"M-my lady, I'm sor-"
Kokomi tore at the clothing, lifting the dress over her head faster than what seemed possible, taking off everything but her thigh high tights. It left nothing to the imagination.
And archons had Gorou imagined.
Late night fantasies don't nearly come close to real life, however. Not with the gentle way her hair feel against her pale skin. With the way her skin formed light rolls and folds on her hips and how her soft thighs squished slightly when you pressed on them.
She was perfect.
And it only made him want her more.
"Kokomi..."
Kokomi lunged at him, taking his face in her hands, kissing him like he was the only thing that mattered in the world.
Gorou felt dizzy, his cock twitching back to attention, brushing against the soft thigh that now was raised over him, pink hair tickling his cheeks.
"My lady~" He gasped in between kisses, running his hands along his body, searching for something, anything to bring her closer than she already was.
She slipped her tongue into his mouth, exploring the crevices, the way his tongue moved against hers, sensitive buds sending more and more throbbing feelings into her clit. Shared saliva smear against their lips.
Gorou whined into the kiss, bucking up his hips, finding himself once again slotted between her thighs.
Kokomi gasped, as the man's thigh rubbed against her sensitive spot, gripping tightly onto the sheets under Gorou's head.
"Kokomi~" He mewled, his dick catching on her thigh highs sending immeasurable amount of pleasure to his overstimulated mind.
She groaned, pressing her face to thr crook of his neck, squeezing her eyes shut and his rubbing speed up, faster and faster.
"G-Gorou, I think I'm going to c-cu- HAH!!"
Kokomi bucked her hips, sliding her clit against Gorou's throbbing dick chasing the high, her insides twisting with pleasure.
"My lady~"
She cried out, digging her nails into the soft flesh of the back of the man below him, a throbbing heat sliding down the inside of her leg.
Gorou whimpered as the wetness touched the head of his cock.
"Kokomi..."
"Gorou," She whispered, her cheeks flushed as she looked down at him, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, tear streaks marking his red face.
"You're beautiful."
Neither of them knew who had spoken, but both knew it was true. They were perfect. Two sides of the same coin.
Two beautiful beings entwined.
"Fuck me," Gorou whispered, raising a hand to cradle the back of her neck. "I need you, please~"
Kokomi didn't have to be asked twice.
She felt for the water in the air, slicking her fingers with the vague mist.
"Spread your legs."
Gorou did as he was told, looking away, his dick twitching as a blush spread across his face.
Kokomi placed a wet finger against the pink hole, rubbing the outside with her thumb, making Gorou shudder, hiding his face behind his hands.
She smiled, running a hand along his wagging tail, now trapped under him from all his movement.
He whined, his ears twitching with impatience.
"J-just do it, please..."
"As you wish."
Kokomi slid her finger in, his muscles clenching around it as he gasped, his back arching up from the bed.
"Did it hurt?"
"No, no," He bit his lip as she moved her long, delicate finger around inside of him, gently grazing over his sweet spot.
"J-j- AH~ just cold..."
"Mm," Kokomi smiled down at him, inserting another finger as she reaching for his dick, palming the tip already leaking with precum. "Is that so...?"
Gorou whimpered, thrusting his hips up toward her hand, causing the her fingers to brush against his prostitute.
He groaned, gripping the sheets with white knuckles as she rubbed that spot again, pressing lightly against the place that made him writher with pleasure.
"Nngh~ Ha-HAAH~ MnGH~"
"Here? Does that feel good?" She pressed harder against the flesh, her only response a muffled moan and the sight of his eyes rolling back into his head.
Kokomi pressed her thumb into the slit of his cock as she yet again reached for the water in the air, this time creating a large, oblong shape in her hand.
Strangely enough it was almost as if she could feel her own fingers ghosting around it, perhaps it was an effect of the vision.
She'd have to investigate later.
Gorou stared at the liquid dildo, his eyes wide.
"It's...so big..."
Kokomi came closer to him, resting a hand on his stomach. "I can make it smaller if you-"
"No!" His face turned pink at his outburst. "I- I just...I want to try it..."
She smiled, leaning down a pressing a kiss to his cheek, lining the dildo up with his hole, shivering slightly at the sensation of his ass touching the extension.
"If you want me to stop, tell me."
Gorou nodded, his eyes squeezed in anticipation.
Kokomi pushed it in, a moan ripped from both of them as they panted together, Gorou's eyes open and brimming with tears.
"Are you okay?"
He nodded again, unable to speak from the feeling of pleasure. The water so cold and wet against his skin, filling him up from the inside out, it made him and his dazed mind what to cum without hesitation.
Instead his dick twitched in defiance, and Gorou reached down, stroking the base with his palm.
Kokomi thrusted in farther, the feeling of his muscles tightening around an invisible cock was too much for her. She'd never felt anything like it.
"K-Kokomi~"
Over and over again she thrusted, Gorou moaning sweet nothingness into the hot, night air of the bedroom, the sheets twisted and lost over time.
This couldn't be real. It couldn't be.
Suddenly Gorou arched his back, letting out a shrill cry as cum squirted from his cock, the white droplets landing on them in turn, like little pearls coating the sea.
Kokomi panted, leaning down over him, the amount of times she'd climaxed completely lost to her. She felt exhausted, like she could fall asleep any moment, but the feeling of satisfaction over powered that of weariness as she stared down as Gorou's now limp dick.
She slowly slid the water dildo out from inside of him, running a hand along his cheek as she let the water disperse, returning to the air.
"You did amazing," She whispered, laying beside him on the bed, the soft feeling of her fingers against his cheek.
Gorou smiled up at her, raising a shaky hand to cup her neck, pressing a weak kiss to his lips.
"Thank you, You're Exellency," He smiled, pulling her closer to him. "For everything."
"I think you can drop the title at this point, General," She laughed, her chin resting against his shoulder. "But I'm happy to help in anyway I can. I'm just glad you weren't injured. I was so worried when you didn't show up today..."
Gorou pulled back, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "You needn't worry, I promise I'll be by your side until my dying day."
Kokomi smiled. "You've said so before as well, but after this I'm starting to wonder if you may have meant it differently than I originally thought."
"Are you mad?"
"Not at all," She cupped, his face, pressing their foreheads together. "I'm glad."
Gorou pressed a hand to her back, rubbing the gentle curves of her muscles.
"I love you."
The words were whispered so softly that if she wasn't listening Kokomi may have missed it. Perhaps Gorou had wished she had. But instead Kokomi smiled, running a hand along the fur of his ear.
"I love you too, Gorou."