In Kuroinu

She wasn't asleep.

I'd thought she was. Her breathing had gone slow and her body was heavy on my chest and her eyes were closed. But her fingers were tracing circles on my skin, absent and slow, and the gold at her fingertips was pulsing with each circle and tiny white flowers were opening in the moss beside my shoulder in time with the tracing.

"Haruto," she said.

"Mm."

"I want more."

She said it clearly. Her face against my neck but the words steady and unwhispered and her hand pressed flat against my chest and the gold flared.

I lifted her chin with one finger. Her eyes were open. Brown with thick gold rings, brighter than before the first round. Her face flushed. Her lips swollen. She was looking at me and she was done being embarrassed about it.

The forest had stripped her priestess restraint.

"Okay," I said.

I rolled her onto the moss.

She went onto her back and her hair spread across the green and the white flowers beside her head leaned toward her. The petals from the first round were still in her hair. Her shirt was somewhere behind us. Her skirt bunched at her waist. Bare below it and above it and the golden glow from her fingertips was casting warm light across her stomach and breasts and the forest's blue-green bioluminescence was around her and the gold cut through it.

I was hard. Had been since she'd said it.

I knelt between her thighs. She opened for me and the cool forest air met the heat between her legs and she shivered. The evidence of the first round was visible. Her pussy swollen and wet, the slick of my cum mixed with her arousal on her inner thighs. She saw me looking.

Her cheeks went red. She turned her head.

"Don't-"

"Don't what?"

"Don't look at me like that."

"Like what?"

She didn't answer. Her chest rising and falling faster. The gold pulsing at her fingertips.

I leaned down and kissed her stomach. She flinched. Kissed lower. Her hip. The crease of her thigh. Her hands found the top of my head and the gold flowed through her fingers into my scalp and down my neck and the warmth spread through my body.

I positioned myself. Pressed the head against her. She was slick with cum and arousal and the heat of her was immediate.

I pushed in.

She was wetter. My cum from before making the slide smooth and slick and the sound of entry was louder because of it, a wet noise in the quiet forest that made her cheeks burn. But she was swollen too, tighter from the first orgasm, and the friction was there despite the wetness. The head pushed through the tight ring and the shaft followed and the heat of her was everywhere and the golden light from her hands on my head flared bright.

"Mm-"

Low. Sustained. Her mouth opening as I sank deeper. I pushed until I was fully inside her and the depth made her breath catch and her hands pressed harder against my scalp and the gold ran down my spine.

Her hands slid to my jaw. Cupped my face. Golden light flowing between her palms and my skin, her fingers warm and luminous on my cheekbones, and the magic running through the contact amplified everything. The sensation inside her was sharper. Warmer. Each nerve doubled.

Slow. Watching her face. Each thrust deliberate and deep. Her eyes on mine and her hands on my face and neither of us looking anywhere else. My weight on her, pressing her into the moss, and the moss was soft under her back and getting softer as the gold seeped into it.

The fit was tight. Swollen from round one and more sensitive and each stroke made her breath catch and her eyes flicker and the gold pulse brighter.

"Ah-"

Quiet. On each thrust. The low register. Her hands on my jaw pulsing gold with each sound. Each moan a sustained note, warm, the singing quality that was only hers. The light running down my neck and across my chest and into my body. The Blessing humming in response.

I settled my weight on her. My chest against hers, her breasts pressed flat under me, the heat of our bodies in the warm forest air. Her hair was spread on the moss and her face was right there. Her lips parting wider with each stroke. Her eyes going soft. The gold rings in her irises brightening.

"Ah- ah-"

The flowers around us were growing. Leaning toward her. The moss under her back thicker, cushioning her body as I pressed her into it. The stream beside us running brighter. Each thrust made the gold pulse and the flowers responded.

I drove deeper. Longer strokes. Her legs came up and wrapped around my waist and her heels pressed into my lower back and she pulled me in and the depth on the next stroke made both of us gasp. The gold flared through her hands and down my spine and through my hips and the sensation inside her sharpened.

"Ah- ah- Haruto- more-"

The wet sounds were loud. My cum from before mixed with her arousal and each thrust was slick and the sound of me inside her was obscene in the quiet forest. She knew how it sounded. Her cheeks were burning but she didn't close her eyes. She watched my face and her hands held my jaw and the gold was bright between us.

"More- ah- please-"

I drove harder. Each thrust pressing her into the moss. Her breasts shifting under my chest. Her mouth wider and the sounds getting louder. She was loud in the forest with no tent and no hand over her mouth and the sustained note in each moan was rising.

"Ah- ah- right there- don't stop- ah-"

The gold was spreading.

From her hands. Her fingertips, her palms, the contact between her hands and my jaw. Running down her wrists now. Up her arms. Across her collarbones. Her chest was glowing and the light was moving across her skin, following the paths of her veins, and the gold was spreading and it wasn't stopping.

"Haruto- I can feel it- it's spreading- I can't-"

"Stay with me."

Her eyes locked on mine. Gold from edge to edge. The brown gone. Just gold, liquid and bright. Her hands on my face blazing and the light across her stomach now and down her hips. The flowers growing taller. Leaning in. The moss surging under her body.

I drove deep. Each thrust and the gold pulsed outward from her body in a visible wave. The flowers opening wider. New buds pushing from bare ground. The stream running gold at the edges.

"Ah- ah- I'm- oh god- Haruto- ah- ah-"

Constant. Every thrust. Her legs crushing my waist. Her hands blazing on my face. Her whole body lit from inside, golden light pouring from her skin, and the forest responding to every sound she made. The fungi on the nearest roots pulsing in time with her moans. The flowers swaying. The moss growing under her.

Her hands blazed white. The tell. But it wasn't just her hands. The white-gold light was spreading from her palms down her arms and across her chest and her stomach and her thighs and her whole body was glowing and the light was so bright it showed through her skin and she was luminous.

"Ah- ah- Haruto- I'm- I'm-"

I drove in deep. Held.

She came.

The singing-gasp erupted from her chest louder than any sound she'd made. Sustained and rising and breaking and the golden light exploded outward from her whole body and hit the trees and the moss and the stream and every plant within twenty feet bloomed at once. White flowers and gold flowers and green growth erupting from the ground. Birds scattered from the canopy. The stream ran pure gold, bright as sunlight, and held for ten seconds before fading.

Her pussy clenching in deep waves around me and I came inside her and the gold was in my vision and my chest and my cock and the warmth was everywhere and my hips jerked and my hearing went out and came back and the forest was singing or she was singing and I couldn't tell the difference and I couldn't-

Breathing.

The golden light fading in slow waves across her body. Her legs loosened. Her hands slipped from my jaw and fell to the moss beside her head, palms up, pulsing faintly. Her eyes closed. Chest heaving. Lying on moss that was twice as thick as when I'd laid her down.

The clearing was different.

New flowers everywhere. The stream clear but brighter. The moss spread in a circle around us. The air smelling like honey and green things.

She opened her eyes. Sat up slowly. Looked at her hands. Gold still pulsing.

She looked at the clearing. The flowers. The moss. The circle of new growth.

"Haruto," she said. Her voice was rough. "I think my magic just evolved."

There was a scratch on my forearm from a thorn. She reached for it. Her fingers touched the skin beside the scratch and the gold flared once, brief and bright, and the scratch was gone. Healed. Perfect new skin. Before she'd finished the gesture.

She stared at her own hand.

"That shouldn't be possible," she said. "Healing of that speed requires a focused ritual and prepared materials and-"

"Tianne."

She looked at me. Gold-ringed eyes. Petals in her hair. Glowing hands.

I took her hand and kissed her palm. The gold was warm against my lips and flickered through my mouth and down my throat and the Blessing hummed.

"It is now," I said.

She looked at her hand where my lips had been. Looked at me. Looked at the clearing.

Her ears were red. Her hands were glowing.

"We should get back," she said. "The others will wonder."

"They'll figure it out."

"They absolutely will not figure- oh." She looked down at herself. Skirt bunched. Bare from the collarbone down. Moss and petals in her hair. The evidence of two rounds on her thighs. "Oh no."

She dressed faster than she'd done anything in the time I'd known her. Her back to me. The gold still pulsing at her fingertips. Her ears red.

"Stop looking at me," she said.

"You told me to look at you earlier."

"That was different circumstances."

"Very different."

She threw a petal at my face. It drifted. Missed by a foot. We both watched it float down.

"I can't even throw things properly," she said.

I kissed the top of her head. She pressed her face into my chest for three seconds, then pulled back and smoothed her hair and tried to look like a priestess who hadn't made a clearing bloom.

The gold flickered at her fingertips.

"Instant healing," she said. Quiet. "Haruto, that changes everything."

It did.

We walked back to camp. The flowers followed us. A trail of new growth in our footprints, tiny white flowers pushing up from the forest floor.

Tianne looked at the trail behind her. Covered her face with both hands.

"Evidence," she said.

"Yeah."

She walked faster. The flowers grew faster to keep up.

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