[Nightengale]

HOLY SHITE.

Part VIII is here...as a relatively...not-so-safe for works one either, and that is after I trimmed away most of the dirty words like thrust, grinding, etc. I never knew I had it in me to write such...dirty things. For the first time EVAR too.

Anyway, TEH CHEESE FROM BELKA : Part VIII is here. The ones below the multiple lines are NC-17...I think, so beware.

Spoiler for Part 8 : Love:

~Part VIII : Ai no Tsurugi~

Just as another day is another battle…this day, is when I meet Tiara again.

But today…it was different. I came alone, as Null was undergoing self-augmenting repairs… but today, even Tiara was alone. Shamal…Zafira, neither were there.

I came like I always do…being who I am, as Tiara sat there…looking at the full-moon up in the sky, I looked at its reflection on the open sea.

It’s nostalgic…

“Saga.”

“Tiara.”

I smiled. Without holding back, I just smiled.

I felt like a child, purely innocent, untainted for just that moment.

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“Where’s Shamal or Zafira? Don’t they usually accompany you?”

Ah. That. Well…we’ve always met, not being alone. So I suppose it’s expected, somewhat… even though I told them it’s all right for them to do what they should and not accompany me all the time.

“They had things they had to do. Maybe they’ve already come to trust you.”

That wasn’t really the truth, but I wasn’t lying either.
Sigh…It feels wrong…to keep much of what I tell Saga…under wraps.

But it is the same…for both of us. I’m not hiding that fact, nor does he. I don’t know how he feels about it…but I can feel it, we’re both hiding under a mask.

Hiding our true selfs, behind a mask. Out of fear, out of compromise…I don’t know.

But still…I must ask him one thing.

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“Why…do you often look sad, whenever you appear here?”

Sad? Here?

“I’m sorry if I might’ve stepped over your lines, but many times now…whenever I see your silhouette, your shadows…each step that brings you here, and you come with sadness. I can feel that you’re happy here, but I don’t feel the same whenever you come, or you leave. It’s almost as if…”

“I’m a different person…right?”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be. You’re right. I never realized it, but I am…even now…for the both of us.”

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That’s right. We’re friends. But that doesn’t change the fact that we’re hiding from each other.

But…it’s not like it really matters. It’s in the human nature.

Nor does it change my feelings towards you.

“Are you…angry, Saga?”

Angry? I’m angrier at myself, than anything else.

“No…I’m not. It’s the same for me. I haven’t been complete honest as well… What you see now, is me, but at the same time, I’m wearing a mask.”

“I too wear a mask…”

“It’s nothing to be sorry or ashamed about… We all wear mask, be it literally or not. There are things… that we’re afraid to tell others, no matter who they are…

Even the ones you love.”

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Okay, this silence is scaring me…Wait a sec… the ones I love?

It’s true that I love Tiara, but…

“Do you…love me?”

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I was feeling…strange. It’s like my mind isn’t registering anything…Moving closer to Saga, I just continued asking.

“Do you love me?”

In just a spur of a moment, even I couldn’t react as he pulled me into his chest, and held me tightly, strongly…not letting go, despite my weak resistance. His voice, soft, almost inaudible…spoke.

“I love you.”

I should be saying no. That’s right…no. I barely know him. Just his name…just…his name. I know nothing else. But my feelings…are mixed. I want to accept him, but…

I am the Princess of the Night Sky. My happiness should be the least important thing, compared to my people, my knights, my friends…

Saga is a kind man…I just need to say no. He’ll understand, surely.

Just…no.

Yet, I’m hesitating…mom…what should I do?

“Tiara...I pray for your happiness.”

I…I…

“Can you promise me..that you’ll love me for the rest of life, even in death?”

My breathing is ragged.

“That you’ll always be with me for all eternity, so long as we live, together as one?”

I held on to his embrace…stronger…not letting go.

“That…you’ll belong only to me and that no part of your heart belongs to another?”

I need to know.

"That you’ll speak only to me, and no one else?”

Please…

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“No…I cannot promise you all that.”

I was honest. My feelings, what I am capable of…I won’t lie to her this time.

“But I can promise that I’ll love you, and even if you don’t, I will definitely be there for you and your happiness…because I love you, and no one else.”

I loosened my hug…and placed my face close to hers…as tears fell from her crimson red eyes…but not of sadness, but happiness.

“Idiot…taking what I said so seriously… generally people say ‘yes’ even when they can’t, right?”

“Probably.”

The distance between our faces closed to nothing as our lips touched. No words were needed…Just the feeling. The emotions…The proof.

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On that night…there was nothing between us. There were no words, there was no lies, there was no truth. Just the both of us, together as one.

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~Part VIII Verse XIII : Expression~

It was simply a sense of exhilaration, an unspeakable flow of emotions that lead to this.

A simple kiss. An expression of emotional bonds, as they shared their kisses…not once, not twice, but as much as they both desired it. It was like a honey’s taste to a virgin bee… a taste so sweet it was addictive. It was something that made them wonder how they are going to live their lives without each other…It needed one another.

She voiced a mild squeal as her back fell before the flower bed, with his eyes eying everything that is beauty before him. An acknowledging smile, as both sides looked on for one another. Her hands, clinging to his shoulder, trembled as he proceeded with their act of love. He curled his fingers around her, running his fingers gently over the folds of her chest… a gentle stroke, and a hot breath flowing down her neck as her body jerked from the unexplainable experience of a man’s touch.

She tried to keep her voice down, but it was to no avail. Just as his arms and fingers were teasing her in all ways she never imagined possible, her own psyche was betraying her as she kissed him, tongued in as they shared all they could of their saliva, as a reply. It was ecstatic. Her arms held on tightly around his shoulders and neck, as she listened to her own voices from her mouth and from her mind.

Her first kiss. Her first squeals. Her first experience. Her everything…

It was just beginning, and there they were…already craving for one another. They needed to feel the touch, the scent... He helped unrobed her…it was just a simple clothwear as he took away the upper top, bringing sight to her beautiful chest. Relatively large, but not big, nor was it small. It was just perfect as her back arched away from the touch of his silver tongue. Each new sensation brought both of them a senseless feeling of new heights. A feeling of bliss.

It was the proper flow. As they shared the taste of their lips once again, just as how they began, he looked at herself and she looked at him, careful..with smiles, and he slowly moved, and there is was. The piercing pain, and the scream of expressions. Tears came from her eyes, as he held on to him as tightly as she had ever, her fingernails digging into him, as he had obtained everything that made her... They had become one.

It was painful...for both of them, but they shared their pain. They accepted what should become of it as he continued, a consistent flow as he felt his senses heightened with each move, just as her volume slowly came down, resistance accepting what is made of him…slowly, but surely becoming as one. The feelings, the senses, the burst and explosive reactions of the combined love and emotions stayed within the both of them…

It was the proof of their love.

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I think I'll go and hide myself, kthx bai.

Comments btw. This is the first time I've ever written some form of smut, even if they're already trimmed down from the original downright dirty version with the use of...improper words.