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Finding Happily Ever After (Prisma Illya)
🕑 Added 2017-12-23 20:01:01 +0000 UTC Patron RequestThemes: Consensual, Kissing, Loving
Word Count: 2,610
Summary: Years after the events of Prisma Illya, life has become fairly normal for Kuro. Of course, she still needs lots of kisses to sustain herself. Luckily she's found the perfect way to get them! Only... she's starting to find herself in a bit of a predicament regarding one of her regulars...
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Life could be worse. That was something Kuro had learned pretty early on in her rather short existence. As Chloe von Einzbern, she would have always been Ilyasviel von Einzbern’s shadow. After all, there were still times where she thought of herself as the other girl, even now, so many years later. But no, she’d had enough of her own experiences to become her own person, and in the end that had led her to adopting the name Kuro permanently.
Now, she was a high schooler, and things had become relatively normal for her. There were no more wands, no more cards. No more fights and battles for her survival. She still had power lurking inside of her of course… and she still needed a steady supply of prana to keep from fading away, but mostly, she was a normal teenage girl.
Except for the part where she still looked like a child, rather than the young woman she’d grown into! If there was one thing Kuro was annoyed by, it was her stagnated development. The dark-skinned girl was completely and utterly incapable of growing up, or at least it seemed so. Her chest was still flat and her body still short. She ate her veggies and she drank her milk, but no matter how hard she tried, she was still tiny.
It sucked, but as she’d thought earlier it could always still be worse. After all, her physical development, or lack thereof, paled in comparison to her need for a constant, steady supply if prana. Luckily, finding energy had always been relatively easy for Kuro. All she’d ever needed was a kiss to power herself up in the end. Back when she was younger, stealing kisses had created all sorts of misunderstandings. Most were hilarious in hindsight, but given her age now, she’d needed to find a new source of kisses to sustain herself.
Luckily, it hadn’t actually been that difficult. And in the end… Kuro’s eyes light up and a smile spreads across her face as the bell rings, signaling the end of her final class of the day. Her books are already packed in her bag, and the small dark-skinned girl practically sprints from the classroom as everyone else is still getting their stuff together. In fact, she’s the first one out of the school gate, rushing off, not to home, but to the nearby café. She has a meeting to get to after all.
He’s waiting there when she arrives, as she’d expected. Honestly, he’d be her favorite customer for nothing more than his ability to show up on time… but then, he’s her favorite customer for a whole lot more reasons than that. She can’t technically see his face, but she knows its him. The shoes he wears are distinctive, even as his body is hidden behind the curtain of the private booth he’s taken up for them.
Slipping through the slowly growing crowd of people, Kuro blushes slightly as she feels eyes on her. This kind of place… well it’s the perfect place to meet in the end, which makes it a bit seedy, but not too sinister. Still, Kuro doesn’t make eye contact with anyone as she reaches the closed off booth and slips inside without hesitating.
Her regular is waiting for her, and when she enters, he looks up and smiles happily. There’s food and drinks on the table as well, her favorite dishes and her favorite pop. Grinning back at him, Kuro slides her book bag off her shoulder and pushes it into the empty side of the booth. Then, she scurries over and slides herself right into the side of the booth that he’s already seated on, sidling up next to the young man.
He’s not all that surprised by her behavior, after all, this is what he’s paying for in the end, isn’t it? Kuro digs in as her grin widens. Compensated Dating. That was her big secret. That was the discovery that she’d made. It netted her free meals, free gifts in the form of jewelry and perfumes and all sorts of goodies… and it netted her prana. None of her customers knew that about her of course. No one understood for a second that, when they were kissing her… or doing OTHER things to her body, she was in fact getting something in return.
She’d thought about telling this one though. Even as she digs in, she can feel the young man’s eyes on her, a fond smile formed from his lips. Out of all her regulars, he’s her favorite. Most of Kuro’s clients are dirty old men. Not a big deal, but also not that fun, even if they gifted well. She’d take her prana where she could get it… or at least, she used to. But then, that was Compensated Dating in a nut shell. Teenage girls going out on ‘dates’ with older, middle aged men.
But not this one. He was barely in his twenties, just starting his life. He was also fairly cute, not at all overweight or ugly like some of her clientele. But Kuro thought she knew why he was ‘dating’ her. He didn’t like girls his age. He liked her… because of her appearance. It made Kuro feel good, knowing that her underdeveloped, petite form actually had a use. She was making him happy, and he in turn made her very happy with the free meals and the gifts… and if she was being honest, the sex too.
As his hand suddenly slides behind her to wrap around her waist, Kuro pauses for a moment before she gets back to eating. A slight smile curls along her lips, even as his hand moves along her leg, rubbing it through the skirt of her school uniform. At the same time, he continues to eat with his other hand, all while he practically molests her, right then and there.
It’s fine though, that’s the point of all this. She’d be doing a pretty shitty job if she DIDN’T get molested. Still, Kuro can’t help but get a little flustered, distracted by his touches. It’s because it’s him of course. Any other customer, she’d have no issue staying aloof. It’d be about the gifts and about the prana she gained from locking lips with them, nothing more.
But this one was different. He’d taken the time to not only get to know her, but to truly learn every aspect of her body as well. He’d made sure to get her favorite foods, rather than something generic. He’d paid close attention to her reactions to various gifts, and now he got her jewelry and gemstones exclusively. She’d trained him well… but there was one are in which he’d simply excelled long before they met.
Kuro’s breath hitches as his thumb slips down between her legs and rubs circles along her inner thigh, mere inches from her panties and the moistening slit beneath. It was sex. He was very, VERY good at playing with her body. She didn’t know how or why he seemed to know every inch of her form, but he did. He’d explored her time and time again, and rather than simply taking his pleasure from her, he made sure she felt whatever he did, sometimes even more so.
It honestly made Kuro feel a little guilty sometimes. After all, he was so attentive to her needs, but what did she truly give him in return? Her body? Except, she was getting prana from their activities, and then gifts after the fact. Not to mention the free food before the fact. So if he and she were also receiving equal amounts of pleasure from their time together… well, it just wasn’t fair to him, was it?
Normally Kuro wouldn’t care, but she’d begun to, slowly but surely. And, perish the thought, she believed she just might be falling in love with the young man currently seated beside her. Before she can contemplate that further though, his hand is on her cute little chin, tugging her around. Kuro blinks and puts down her chopsticks as his lips find hers and his tongue slides into her mouth. Her own tongue, much smaller, moves to meet his, and they kiss for a little while, right then and there in the private booth.
It’s her job… it should be nothing more than that. But it’s not. Kuro feels pleasure when he kisses her. Beyond the prana gain, she feels actual joy from having him press his lips against her own, even as his thumb continues to rub circles through her skirt into her thigh. At the same time, she does feel prana flowing from him into her.
But then, that’s the cherry on top, isn’t it? This is what truly made him her favorite, at least at first. His prana stores… they’re oddly massive. She has no idea why that is. He has no magical circuits, and he isn’t a magus or even a member of a magus family going back several generations. Kuro doesn’t understand it, but she does know he’s somewhat of the perfect match for her, providing her an almost unlimited source of energy without every fatiguing or running dry himself.
It’s amazing, and she loves it, and… and kissing him feels SOOO good. Kuro moans into his mouth, and then reaches down into her own lap, grabbing onto his wrist and guiding his hand underneath her skirt, even as she pulls it up with her other hand. She presses his palm up against her soaked through white panties, and a moment later he’s grinding it down on her sopping wet mound, much to her moaning approval.
His lips quiet her moans, stifling them so no one else can hear. Kuro likes this, because she’s quite the vocal girl when it comes to things like what they’re doing now. As he rubs his hand up and down her slit through her panties, the dark-skinned loli rubs back, humping his palm and thrusting up into him with her hips. It feels so good, being with him again. She might love him, and that might be something she has to eventually confront… but for now, Kuro simply wants to enjoy the moment.
And enjoy it she does. Eventually, his palm retracts to be replaced by his fingers, which slide her sticky panties to the side in order to touch her directly. Kuro makes sure to spread her legs as wide as she can to give him ease of access to her most sacred of places. His digits touch her slit for only a moment before sliding up into her, and a happy cry leaves her throat, muffled by his mouth as he does so.
He’s just… he’s just so perfect. She loves him, she knows she does. But how to go about telling him? Kuro doesn’t want to scare the young man away, nor does she want to ruin the good thing she has going with him. But at the same time, she wants to be with him as more than just… whatever it is she is. She wants them to be real, she wants their relationship to be real.
Another cry leaves her lips, this time louder, but he simply responds by lacing his fingers through her hair and pulling her in closer. Their mouths are mashed together as he brings her to climax with his fingers, and Kuro’s eyes cross from the sheer pleasure. Then, it’s over and he’s pulling his wet digits from her as he leans away, leaving her to pant breathlessly and try to recover from what he’s done to her.
It’s always harder with him than any other customer. Plenty of middle aged men get off on fingering her in the middle of a public place, but with them, she always fakes the orgasm so they can move things along. With him, it’s never fake. When he slides a keycard over to her and gives her a smile, Kuro smiles back, still recovering from his ministrations. It takes her a moment longer, and then she puts herself back together, fixes her panties, and pushes her skirt down.
Only then does she slip out of the private booth, leaving the café behind in order to head for the love hotel he’s going to meet her at. He’ll be right behind her, but unfortunately they can’t walk there together… it pains Kuro, that they aren’t a real couple. If they were… but no. They aren’t, and she has to remember that.
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A half hour later, she’s on her back on the bed, wearing absolutely nothing. He’s hovering over her, his cock out and hovering in the air above her dripping wet pussy. The dark-skinned young woman bites her lower lip, her small wrists held over her head by one of his hands, even as he uses the other to explore her tiny frame. Whimpers and mewls and moans… that has been her way of communicating since he’d arrived in the room a half hour back.
Now though, foreplay is over, and she’s more than ready for what comes next. Even as he fits his cockhead up against her small, bald pussy and begins to push in, the young man also makes sure he’s kissing her, giving her more prana than he could ever imagine as he slides his member up into her cunt. Kuro loves it, she loves every moment of it. He fucks her gently, right then and there, but the kissing is what she focuses on, her head leaning up to kiss him back, her cute tongue dueling with his between their mouths as sometimes, only a strand of saliva connects them together.
He makes love to her for what feels like an eternity, and she cums more than once around his thrusting cock, her stretched yet tight pussy walls spasming and clenching down along his thick, throbbing, pulsating length. Time and time again he pushes into her, and time and time again she cries out for more. It is intensely intimate… but the knowledge that it’s all just a job taints the experience in a way it never has before.
Kuro has never felt so conflicted, even lost in the throes of pleasure that he’s pushing onto her. And when he finally reaches his release and paints the inside of her womb white with his seed, the dark-skinned girl makes her decision. She doesn’t say anything right away though, instead she waits as he pulls out of her and slumps down to the side, panting from his own exertion and recovering his breath.
A few minutes later, he sits up and reaches for the small box on the nightstand. When he tries to give it to her however, Kuro refuses. Instead, she pushes it away and kisses him once more, heatedly, her arms around his neck as she tries to express her passion. And when she pulls back, she’s excited to see not rejection, but shock in his eyes. It means there’s a chance.
“I… I think I love you. I don’t want you to pay me anymore, o-or give me gifts and m-meals for sex… I want you to do those things because… because we’re boyfriend and girlfriend, and because you w-want to. A-and because… you love me too.”
There’s a moment of silence, and then his lips are against hers and Kuro is overjoyed as she allows him to push her back down onto the bed, the two of them kissing heatedly. In that moment, Kuro is complete, because she knows that she’s found the one.
She knows that she’s found her happily ever after.
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He did it, the absolute madman
