Sumire’s Curse
[3rd POV : Sumire]
(27th March, 2018)
"Haaa....Haaaa....Haaaa....Haaaaa." Her breath came out laboured and needy. Her sweat trailing off her hot body was a pleasant, cooling sensation.
"You've worked hard." She said and hugged him to her chest, burying his face into her nurturing boobs. He was also breathing hard and she wanted him to take in her scent with each breath he extracted.
Her son, her most precious son was still buried deep inside her deepest depth. She wrapped her legs around his waist and forced him to remain inside of her even though he had emptied everything he had in her.
She played with his gorgeous purple hair and blew softly on his face to cool him down. He remained still for a long time before he adjusted himself on top of her.
His breath slowed down and picked a rhythmic pace that told her that he had fallen asleep on top of her.
He was still inside of her.
Sumire looked around the bed and made a quick note of every girl who lay sprawled on the bed. They were all knocked out and sleeping with a stupid smile on their faces.
The room temperature was adjusted to be warm enough so that they could sleep naked, without a blanket and only relying on each other's body heat.
Her eyes shifted back to Yuito and she tucked his hair away from his face and she admired him.
Her creation.
Her everything.
"I love you~" She said, it was a whisper near his ears.
"I love you~" She said it again.
"I love you~" She said it again, and again and again and again. The words came out automatically and she felt right just to say that forever.
Normally, she would not say these to him for fear that the words would lose their power and value if she said it too much.
'Familiarity breeds contempt.'
She did not want him to get tired of hearing 'I love you' from her. Although she knew her son wasn't the type to take her love for granted, she still did not want to do it.
It might be related to her past where someone took her love for granted.
So she took the chance while he was unconscious and told him just how much she loved him. Again, and again and again and again.
She was not repeating the same words although it might sound like it. She simply loved him, love him, love him and love him.
It was not a repetition of her feeling but a continuation, if that made sense.
Because unlike people, her love for Yuito included everything. She love him as his mother, she love him as a family, she love him as a stranger, she love him as a person, she love him as a man, she love him as her superior, she love him as her best friend, she love him as her creation, she love him as her creator.
He made her.
He was everything.
Every love a person gives to different people in their life, she moulded all of them into one love and she gives it to Yuito.
So it was not wrong when she said.
"I love you."
"I love you."
"I love you."
"I love you."
Again and again. Yet it was not a repetition.
...
She cradled his body which was too masculine for her taste and allowed him to rest comfortably on top of her soft body.
Though, was she okay with his heavy body on top of her? Was she comfortable?
What a stupid question. He was comfortable.
Why does it matter how she feels? As long as he felt good, she felt good.
The same thing applies to everything in her life now. It was also why she was still conscious and awake when everyone else had passed out due to the overload of pleasure.
She had asked specifically him to not use his special ability on her and to stop trying to make her feel good. She gave different excuses to why him but the main reason was that she didn't want to be so helpless.
You see, sex was an intimate activity where a man and woman should both feel good. But for her, sex was an intimate activity where she was able to make Yuito feel good. It was a way for her to spoil her dearest son and man.
And how could she do this if she was so helpless due to pleasure?
Yes, getting pounded by him and writhing helplessly under his dominant frame was great. Orgasming multiple times on his shaft and being assaulted by two times the peak of human pleasure felt good.
But what felt even better was seeing him feel good. It brought her a different kind of pleasure and satisfaction, not to her body but to her very soul.
He could make his other girls feel good, he could dominate them and give his loved ones pleasure unlike anything ever seen before.
But when he came to her, she only wanted him to focus on his pleasure. She wanted him to forget about making her - his partner - feel good and only fuck her for his own.
No duties, no responsibility. He only had to let her spoil him. She will do everything to please him.
So that he may truly rest when he was in her arms.
His pleasure was her pleasure.
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"And besides, it's not like sex with me means the same as sex with them." She said out loud, to herself.
Sex was supposed to be a procreation between a man and a woman. But sex with her was merely for pleasure. That's why she focuses on his pleasure.
She was his mother, it was both a curse and a blessing.
Although she couldn't be more happy to be his mother and raise him, as his lover, it was something that forbade her from performing the highest form of love for a woman,
Bearing his child.
She would do anything to bear him a child or get pregnant. Sadly, it won't be possible because they were mother and son.
Being his mother was the greatest gift and the worst curse for her.
"I'm sorry." She said, although it wasn't her fault, she was sorry.
"I wish there was a way, for us to have a baby." She said and stroked his hair and unconsciously, a tear fell from her eyes.
She did not wipe away her tears and simply continued touching her son. Her tears were surprisingly plentiful as they fell like a waterfall.
The fact that she would never be able to bear his child was something that had bothered her since the start of their relationship. It was a torture that always loomed over her and it was also one of the reasons why she never voiced a complaint when Yuito loved other girls.
She closed her eyes and tried to stop her tears but unexpectedly, a hand wiped away her tears. It was not her.
"Eh?" She opened her eyes to see Yuito looking lovingly at her.
But he should be asleep?
"You are awake." She said with a bitter smile as his big hands wiped away her tears, wiped away her sadness.
"Always." He said. The implication behind his answer threw her for a loop.
He was always awake? Does that mean whenever she thought he was asleep and she say 'I love you' multiple times like a crazy person, he was always awake?
It was not frequent for Sumire to blush but this time, a deep crimson covered her face. Her face turned so red it was visible in the dimly lit room.
How embarrassing.
"B-But I know when you sleep by the rhythm of your breath?" She said, as Yuito looked at her with an obvious smile.
She would also think her words were dumb if she knew he had the 'Breathing Master' skill at max and also possessed the 'Sun Breathing'.
"I pretend."
"Why would you do that?!" She asked, thoroughly vexed.
"Then I wouldn't be able to hear you say all those things. You have the habit of talking to yourself out loud when it's like this." he said, "Oh, and I love you too."
He smiled and Sumire blushed harder when he smiled.
They stayed silent and looked at each other's eyes. Purple meets purple. Love meets Infatuation. Deep feelings meet obsession.
Yuito climbed up her body and Suumire let out a blissful moan as he was still inside of her. It almost felt natural to be connected like this.
He kissed her on her lips. It was not a kiss of lust but out of pure love.
The kiss did not ignite heat in her body but directly touched her soul, going deeper than any french kiss could ever hope to go.
"Is that what has been bothering you all this time?" He asked her and wiped her eyes, there were still remnants of her sadness turned liquid.
She did not say a word, but the way her body trembled said yes.
Yuito paused and his eyes looked beyond. He seemed to be having a conversation with someone inside his head.
This went on for a minute until a beautiful smile bloomed on his face. One that tied many knots in her heart.
"You don't have to worry about that. You can get pregnant with my child and they will be born healthy." He declared and her breath hitched.
Her heart stopped pounding, it halted for a while to return with heavy beats. It almost hurts her.
Was he lying? But would Yuito lie to her?
"I-Is that..." She whimpered, "true?"
He looked at her with loving eyes, warm enough to melt ice, "Yes, have you forgotten." He said.
Horns sprouted out of his forehead and his purple eyes glowed in the dark.
"I am an incubus. A demon of love and lust. That is within my power."
...
...
Tears.
Tears fell down from her eyes again but this one was different than the last. They were tears of happiness, tears of joy inexpressible by mere words.
She could feel chains being broken. Invisible chains have held her down even without her knowledge.
Her tears of joy washed away the remnants of her tears of sadness and completely erased them from her face.
She felt reborn. In his power.
"I can give birth to your- our baby?" She asked.
He chucked, she must look stupid.
"Yes."
And with those words, he destroyed her curse.
He did it again. He freed her.
He fixed her.
..
She smacked her lips into his and hugged him. Her body started heating, her insides churn and Yuito let out a groan when her pussy contracts around his dick.
Soon enough, his cock was hard inside of her. She moaned a heartfelt moan that sent waves of pleasure. This time it was a pleasure with meaning behind it.
"Let's not wake up the girls." Yuito said as Sumire kissed the side of her lips hungrily.
He stood up and carried her to another room, her room to be specific. Then they did it.
Sex.
This time it was not just a mean for her to spoil him. It was sex, in every sense of the word.
Procreation.
Although they have done this many times, it felt like the first time she had sex with him. They spoke and conveyed each other's love in the language of the body.
When words are not enough to express their feelings, actions speak louder than words.
Finally, Sumire was free of her curse.
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