Nine-Tailed Wonder

Maybe he was overthinking this. He recalled how he had felt when she took his hand. If their compatibility was to be judged from that encounter, they had already been together raising seven kids.

He walked behind Tomoko, explaining the various features and functions of the home like the fridge, oven, air conditioners and electric stove. She exclaimed at everything and marvelled at how humans lived, appreciating his home with a fervour which warmed Masaaki's heart.

The way she clapped her hands as she listened to him demonstrate how to use the oven, taking out some chicken from his freezer and marinating it with salt, onions, tomatoes and turmeric, then putting it in to cook was just adorable. While it was cooking, he showed her around the rest of the kitchen, explaining how to use each ingredient and how it would be useful. She claimed that she didn't understand anything about cooking since mamono could eat anything raw, an idea which made him ill on the inside. He dismissed that too and watched her eyes light up when he cracked a couple of eggs into his frying pan and showed her how the consistency and colour changed as it was fried.

She offered to put in the onions and peppers for the omelette being made. When he handed her the ingredients, she used her claws to shred everything to bits before adding them to the pan, humming happily under her breath. He wondered what kind of strength and secrets she possessed if she could do that with what looked like normal fingers. He showed her how to stir the omelette and keep an eye on the oven to check if anything was burning. The way her face glowed as she learned something so simple yet new to her made his kokoro go doki doki just for her.

Fifteen minutes later, the food was cooked and served. He had showed her how to use the oven glove to take out the food to ensure she wasn't burned. She might have tolerated the heat being a mamono, but he didn't want to take the risk. Those pretty hands were far too delicate to burn. Or at least, looked delicate.

They sat together next to each other on the set table. After distributing the food into their respective plates, they decided that feeding each other would be more fun than eating normally. They broke off pieces of chicken and omelette and fed it to each other, switching to their fingers when they felt it wasn't intimate enough. In spite of himself and his usually stern, reserved demeanour, he felt his face relax into a smile whenever she ate a piece of chicken or omelette from his fingers and sucked them clean. The way she closed her eyes while literally eating out of his hands was so cute. He watched her face as she chewed and swallowed the last morsel, his heart melting at the change in pace. From strangers to gropers in no time.

They got up, lifting the dishes from the table and walking to the sink. As he put his in and stepped aside for her to place her own so that they could start scrubbing, she did something else. She placed her plate inside and took his hand. She looked up at him shyly, her eyelids lowered and her mouth forming a shy smile. She sighed, and looked up at him with an obvious effort.

'I-I know this is sudden by human standards,' she said. 'But-but I think I've shown you we're compatible, and-and I want to see how much more we might be a perfect match. So do you mind if we —?'

Her words are scarce, but her behaviour and eyes spoke volumes. Masaaki felt his heart wring itself out with emotion, though he didn't know if he could call the emotion love or not. He was willing to find out and risk it, however.

Wordlessly, he took her hand and walked out of the kitchen, leaving the washing up for later. They both walked to his bedroom hand in hand, ready to explore the delights of forbidden love. The Order was still spreading rumours about what strumpets each and every monster girl was and how they led men astray, but Masaaki had never believed them and wasn't about to start now.

They went inside the bedroom and closed the door. Masaaki turned around to see Tomoko with her kimono slipping off her shoulders, now bare and exposed to the air. She had turned around, apparently too shy to show him the sight of her undressing. The kimono slipped off her body and fell to the floor. She turned around, blushing hotly, and walked towards him, her hands covering her breasts. She had a pair of silky thong panties on and nothing else.

'I-I want you to know this is something I never did before,' she said, her gaze never leaving the floor, along with that blush. 'I hope it isn't a problem, I heard that some humans like virgins and some want a bit of experience to match theirs. If there's anything you prefer, I under—'

Masaaki cut her off by grabbing her wrists and pulling her into a deep, tender kiss, his arms holding her close. She let out a little 'mmmph!' as her breath was cut off with the invasive kiss. His tongue explored her mouth as she stood frozen, the sensations new and electric to her. He broke the kiss and looked at her in the eye, his hands on her shoulders.

'I don't care at the moment,' he said, taking her hands and moving them away from her breasts. She let out a cute squeak and tried to bend over to hide them, but he held her firmly and let his eyes feast on her topless body. Her face was fiery red like a tomato, and her eyes were shut with her face turned away. She was too ashamed of her body and his judgement to look at him as he was looking at her. His shirt and pants joined her kimono on the floor as he kept his eyes on those huge, hard nipples of hers, enjoying the sight of her being so aroused and yet shy. He slipped his underwear down too, sliding his legs out of it, and took her chin, gently turning her face to his. She had her eyes shut, but when he tickled her she laughed and giggled, begging him to stop. She opened her eyes to look him in the face, and the blush returned. She looked at him with somewhat fearful eyes, wondering what he thought of her. He smiled reassuringly and hugged her close, his hands on her thong to help slip it down. She was so embarrassed and aroused at having his warm, nude body pressed against hers that she just let it happen, giving a small gasp as he placed his fingers on her pussy, rubbing the flesh in circles. She stepped backwards, but he followed her and held her firmly around the waist as he got her off with two fingers. She whimpered softly and reached a hand down to try and push his hand away, but he was too strong and determined. She could only lean her head on his shoulder and let out small cries and gasps of pleasure and embarrassment while his fingers thoroughly explored every inch of her pussy, then slipped two fingers inside. She groaned as he started pumping them in and out a little, and moved her hips against his fingers without realising it, wanting more of that deliciously tasteful feeling and feeling ashamed and annoyed at herself for being a hungry slut. He kissed her on the cheek as he tossed her off. Her pussy was wet and ready, leaving dripping fluids all over his digits.

'Don't worry,' he whispered, his lips moving to her shoulder and leaving a trail of wet, sloppy kisses there. She moaned as he lifted her arm and buried his nose into her armpit, making a few sniffing sounds. 'I won't judge you for what you did and didn't do, and I can show you all you want to know. Just let me guide you.'

He pushed her down on the bed, taking his nose out from under her arm, and resumed burying his fingers in her pussy. She let out a cry of surprise and shuddered when his other hand brushed against her painfully swollen, erect clit, three of his fingers stretching her tight pussy to its limits.

'You're so beautiful,' he whispered, pushing his face against her flat stomach and kissing down it, then moving to her pussy. He kissed it a few times too, then used both hands to open it up. He nuzzled, licked, kissed and teased it until she was begging him to go faster and stop making her say such dirty things even as her body quivered under him, delicious sensations shooting up her spine and muff. He started licking her snatch up and down, her body reacting without control. Her legs wrapped around his head, her hand was on the back of his head, and she was pushing her hips up against him, whimpering as she bit her lip and humped his face. Her embarrassment was evident with her flushed face and heavy breathing, but she seemed to be easing into it.

Masaaki lifted his face from her pussy, his chin drenched with her juices and her wet pussy dripping all over the sheets. He moved his body over hers and lifted his hard cock with a hand, letting her see what it was like. She blushed even more, but raised her hand and stared at the hard boner about to spear her depths.

'S-s-so, is that it?' she asked quietly. 'You penis? Do you want me to, uh ...'

She made a blowjob gesture, her face glowing brighter as she raised a fist to her mouth and hollowed her cheek while making back-and-forth motions with it. Masaaki took her hand in his and gave her an amused look while she turned her face away. He pulled her face around and shook his head, then grasped his penis and rubbed it against her moist slit. She gave an involuntary groan and grabbed him around the back, pulling him closer to her. He looked into her eyes, rubbing the tip of his cock on her willing, waiting hole.

'We'll take it slow, one thing at a time, baby,' he said, pushing forwards a little and entering her in one smooth thrust. Her resulting gasp was one of pure, unadulterated pleasure with no pain.

'See? It wasn't that hard,' he said, as he pulled his hips away from hers and prepared to thrust into her. She grasped his buttocks and gave a needy moan, trying to pull him closer.

'No rush, dear,' he said, locking his arms around her waist and adjusting himself a little to ensure he was at the right angle of penetration. He tensed up, and then thrust deeply into her, making her cry out.

He continued moving, keeping them slow, controlled and precise to avoid hurting her. His cock penetrated her deeply at the right angle, making her emit short, grunting gasps and moans. Her hands pressed down against his ass, trying to pull him closer and get him to enter her even more deeply. He kept pumping his hips into hers, bringing them closer and then pulling them apart, yet keeping them joined at the genitals. She lifted her legs up, wrapping them around his back and begging him to fuck her harder and deeper. He obliged, his hands slipping down to her ass and squeezing it as he began to thrust into her savagely, allowing some roughness to seep into the gentleness of his fucking.

They went at it like animals, his hips thrusting up and hers pushing up to meet his, letting out cries of intense rapture. His dick was so deep inside her now that it was almost touching her cervix. He moved in and out of her, feeling her already slick pussy turn into a gushing stream as they fucked away, the bedsheets getting stained with their combined juices.

He felt his release come to the fore, and gave a final cry and thrust into her, the tip of his cock hitting her womb. Hot, thick spurts of seed burst out of his cock and filled her womb, pouring into her like a volcano erupting. He pumped all his seed into her, using the force of his thrusts and her desperate humping against him to prolong his orgasm. She felt her juices fill up her vagina and rise upwards, ready to be expelled too. She gave a scream of pleasure and slammed her hips upwards against his, her juices bursting out of her like boiling water spilling over the rim of a saucepan. She held his body to hers and shook around like a leaf in the wind, slapping against his pelvis a few times as her pussy mashed against him and covered his body in her wetness. He reached a hand down to stroke her clit a little, and she squealed in pleasure as she felt more of her fluids gush out on the bed. She moved her pelvis as vigorously as she could, trying to get every last bit of girlcum out of her body and mark him as hers.

When they were done, they collapsed on the bed, groaning and shaking as the effects of their orgasm wore off. They looked into each others' eyes, and smiled; a shy one spreading across hers, and an understanding one on his. They leaned forwards and kissed again, wrapping their arms around each other and intertwining them, several emotions being transmitted to each other through their gazes.

'You called me "dear" as you entered me,' she said quietly, leaning towards him to suck on his neck. 'Does that mean you enjoyed the sex, or thought we were compatible?'

He looked up, pretending to ponder over the question with all his focus. She gasped and gave him a light punch on the shoulder, giggling in embarrassment. He looked down at her again.

'Both,' he responded.

She smiled and kissed his cheek. He kept a straight face as he looked down at her, even while his heart was crying out to hold her close to him and call her the most beautiful thing who had appeared in his life.

'What do you think now?' she said, pulling the covers over them and pressing herself on him. Her naked breasts brushed against his nipples and hard chest, making her slit moist all over again. She would probably have to walk around naked if she was dripping juices everywhere and leaving a trail, it would be easier than changing panties or washing them every half hour. 'Are we compatible or not?'

'I think I need to make sure with another round,' he sniggered, kissing her on the lips. 'You game?'

'You naughty boy,' she giggled, kissing him back and wrapping them both in the sheets. 'If you make my pussy sore, take responsibility.'

'If I get you pregnant, take responsibility for making me fuck you full of my children,' he responded, his hand reaching down to rub her swollen clit and making her gasp.

'Um, really?' she said, another blush crossing her face. 'You'd fill me with your kids and watch my belly you loved so much turn into a bloated mess?'

'I don't know about filling you up with kids,' he said, his hands rubbing her ass as he prepared to penetrate her again. 'But I'm more than willing to put in the effort and hours for it. May the rewards be as sweet as the work.'

To be continued ...?