Asta hits the ground with a thud, the air in his body being forced from him on impact. Struggling to stand to his feet, he impaled the sword that was roughly his height-Demon-Dweller sword-into the ground, using it to support himself. He was panting heavily, green hues fixated on the Royal Knight before him. His attire was scorched and ruined by her onslaught of attacks, his muscular form exposed.
She was a demon in human skin. She possessed so much raw and unadulterated prowess in magic, utilizing just pure strength and will to overpower him. Even his Black form was inadequate, her being able to use brute strength to damage him, a strategic approach to counter his Anti-Magic.
"Don't tell me you're done already! Come on, let's keep going!"
Her name was Mereoleona Vermillion; the oldest of the Vermillion House, and the Captain of the Crimson Lions. Aside from her brash personality and love for fighting, she was a gorgeous woman. She 178cm tall, blue eyes, and her hair is wavy and vermillion in color, much like the family she was born into, and extends to her lower back. Her hair Her physique was alluring and mature, something that was the polar opposite of her personality. She was dressed in the usual white tunic, covered by her blue robe-like fabric, both the sleeves being rolled up to the elbows. Her cleavage was exposed in this manner, though none would ever say anything if they valued their lives. She also wore a pair of white pants that stopped around the shin area, a pair of brown shoes upon her feet.
"If that is all, then go back that guild of yours. I'm done wasting my time."
"No! I'm not giving up!" Asta exclaims, removing his sword from the ground and erecting the oversized weapon before him. Even though he was roughly beaten, the fire of his resolve burned intensively in his eyes. The corners of the lioness' lips curled upwards.
"You gotta lot of fight left! Then let's keep going!" She exclaims, her body becoming clad in fire.
Asta was marinating in the hot water. As the steam arose from the bubbling water surface, he had his eyes closed. It was so rejuvenating as he sat there, the pain from their training earlier subsiding the longer he bathes in it. She wasn't kidding: this place was a miracle worker when it came to healing!
The lioness didn't bother to announce herself as she entered the same waters as he did; the sloshing of the water announced her presence, the ash blonde being disturbed and causing him to open his eyes, only for his cheeks to burn with an intense red.
Not only was she sharing the same hot springs as him, but she was naked! Did she not care that he was in the same bath as him?!
"Y-You're naked!" He blurts out, covering his eyes.
The lioness chuckles in response to his reaction of her naked form. He may have been of age, but his purity was still intact. The lioness wouldn't be embarrassed about nudity in front of Asta.
"Don't act so naive," she tells him, settling herself down within the warm water. "You can open you eyes now."
Asta returned his hands to his sides once he noticed that everything explicit was submerged in the water. Her cleavage was still visible, but that was just because of her height compared to the water level. She also had a bottle of sake with her, the bottle placed beside her.
"So this is where you spend most of your time when you train?"
Asta inquires.
"This place is perfect for fire magic users like me. I can really go all out whenever I want here."
She replies.
"But don't you get lonely out here by yourself? Wouldn't it be better if you had a partner?"
The lioness smirks.
"As if anybody is strong enough to train with me for so long. Believe me, it's better this way..."
She may have tried to dismiss the tone of her voice with her confidence, Asta could still hear a hint of sadness in her tone. She wasn't the type to show emotion to anyone, so it came as no surprise to him. He watched as she took another sip of her sake.
"You know, it's surprising that you don't have someone already. You're so strong, as well being very beautiful. I'm sure that any guy would be willing to be your partner."
Asta's words caused her hand to pause just moments before she was about to take another sip. Her blue hues were fixated on Asta, her mouth left slightly open. She was surprised. However, that expression only lasted for a split second, her eyes closing as she smiles.
"You have quite the sly tongue," she says. "You are quite the sweet talker."
Asta rubs the back of his head, clearly nervous.
"I'm pretty sure everyone can agree with that. I'm just stating the obvious."
Mereoleona's smile grew wider. It wasn't often she was praised for her good looks. Hell, if anything, everyone that was interested in her were scared off by her ferocious personality. Personal affairs were second to her duties as a Royal Knight and leader, so a romantic relationship was something that was always in the back of her mind.
Placing the small, cylinder cup down, the lioness rose, revealing herself to him once again, much to Asta's surprise. He once again covers his eyes from seeing her, his bashful nature an absolute treat for Mereoleona. The sloshing of water only grew louder, then he felt her grip on his wrist, forcing him to remove his hands.
"It's not nice to sweet-talk a lioness, for you might just end up getting pounced on..."
Her words were edged with seduction, her blue eyes locked in a gaze with his own that he couldn't break. He noticed the redness upon her cheeks. Maybe it was the sakē that brought about this change, or was she just using it as a cover to mask the feelings she was inflicted with now? She had Asta in her clutches, and there was no way she was going to let him go.
"C-Captain, what are you-!?"
Asta was hushed by her finger being placed upon his lips.
"You are unfamiliar with the ways of seduction. That's fine; I'll teach you everything you need to know. Just relax."
Asta's brain felt like it was about to explode. She was now sitting beside him, her hands, which were used to decimate him earlier, now running over him with such delicacy. There was no place she didn't touch-his toned arms, broad shoulders, his chest, his abs-there was no boundary she didn't cross. Running her tongue over her lips, her hand travelled further down, disappearing into the watery depths until Asta felt her hands grasping his manhood, causing him to hesitate greatly. He was still inexperienced in the art of sex, this being proven by his reaction. His blushing remains, Mereoleona taking a liking to this. Despite having the body of warrior, he could still get nervous over someone touching him like this.
He didn't resist her in the slightest, her hand establishing a solid grip that wasn't too hard yet not soft enough for him to not feel her fingers wrapped around him. She started off slow, her hand moving from the base to the tip. Asta was still hesitant, but he was gradually letting himself go with the flow.
As his eyes were closed, his mouth was left open. His chest was rising rising and falling, air flowing at a constant rate from his mouth. The heat was the cause, but her actions now had made him even hotter.
Her hand movement grew quicker now. She was stroking him at an intermediate pace, his breathes becoming more audible. He was pudding in her hands now, permitting her to everything she wanted. Mereoleona's gaze never left his visage, intrigued by the faces and sounds he made while she was doing this. She was actually getting quite aroused herself, her teats getting hard as diamonds.
This was the first time she had done such a thing to a male. The sensation of masturbation was something she knew well. Even if she was a powerhouse, she was no different from another, still having those cravings from time-to-time. Although, while watching Asta, their expressions weren't much different from her own.
"I'm going to...I'm going to..."
Moving her hand in a blur, she could noticed him bucking against her hand in desperation. She could feel his member getting harder in her hand, ready to explode at any second. She could see his face growing with tension as the seconds passed, his body doing the same. His held breathe behind for a second, the tension reaching its apex.
It was a splendid moment. As the strong pressure was released in that instant, Asta groaned as he orgasmed, his body and mind shaken by its blissfulness. Asta never knew such a sensation could exist. This was an amazing experience.
She kept her hand wrapped around him, smirking. He was still twitching from the orgasm, his breathing resuming after a minor pause. And even after such, he didn't grow flaccid in her hand. Mereoleona's eyebrows were raised in astonishment.
"You still are hard after that? You got vigor..."
Mereoleona stood once more, only to leave the hot water. He watched her, well over his nervous and bashfulness at this point. He knew she had an alluring body, but it wasn't until she was out of the water did he truly get to see it. She had curves, perky breasts, and when turning around, he was able to see the plump mounds that was her behind. She took a moment to glance over her shoulder at him.
"Well? I know that isn't enough, is it?"
Asta was reluctant to follow, however, as she started walking, he was quick to pursue, leaving the water and following her. She had led him to an open area, her sitting upon what appeared to be the ruins of a pillar. Raising her hand, she curls her index finger, telling him to approach. He does so without even a thought, clearing the distance in no time.
Their eyes both were connected by lust. Bringing their lips together, Asta could feel his heart beating much quicker than before. She was clearly the dominant one, using her tongue to once again rule over Asta's own in an intimate battle. Nevertheless, to compensate, his hands grabbed her breasts, this allowing him to surprise her by the abrupt act. The kiss only grew even more fervent, the two breathing heavily through their nostrils.
Separating, the two reclaimed the oxygen lost from the passionate kissing they had been doing. The lust in their eyes only intensified, the lioness unwilling to hold back anymore. Asta was just the same, ready to go even further if she was willing to take him there.
With her breasts still in his hands, he assaults one with his mouth, the other being fondled roughly in his hand. The lioness had actually made a sound that none knew she could even make, the moans soon pouring out from that point forward. Biting her lip to stop the flow, the pleasure of his ministrations were profound to her. He was taking the initiative, much to her satisfaction. She was already aroused, so the need for anymore foreplay was just wasting their time.
"Asta..."
An audible "pop" was heard after separating his mouth from her teat. She was ready, now more than ever. Asta, too, couldn't wait for whatever came next.
No words were said between the two. Standing from her seated position, she spins the two, Asta being the one to be seated on the pillar. Using force to lye him down upon his back, the lioness then straddles him. It was then that she grasped his member once more, instead holding it upright, her hips soon lowering over it. Since they were no longer in the water, she was able to see his manhood and all its glory. He may not have been gifted in magic, but he was blessed in more than one. Gradually, she continued take more of him, inch by inch, until she had fully sheathed him inside her.
Asta was taken aback by the sensations he felt. She was tight, hot and wet, able feel the pleats of her insides against him. Raising her hips, she lowers them slowly. This was when he was able to feel the real sensation, his entire member being stimulated. He was actually having sex!
Their breathing was matched as Mereoleona continued. Up and down, in and out-these sensations were incredible! He felt like he was melting inside her, craving more and more of this stimulation. The pacing was a bit slow, but if she started off full throttle, there was no way he was going to last inside her.
Every female felt like this? Did every female have a vagina like hers that squeezed down? Was Sister, Noelle or Mimosa like this? Asta's eyes had been open to this reality. He never something like this existed.
Her movements grew much rougher, slamming her ass right down on him, the sounds more louder than before. Mereoleona's eyes were closed, her hands resting upon Asta's chest. He grew mesmerized by her breasts bouncing right above him, his hand reaching out to fondle them. Her breasts were her weakness, her making the same shriek where ever he played with them roughly.
Asta could already the orgasm building once again. Being inside was too intense, especially since she was really become more immersed in her actions than she was before. But Asta couldn't lie: if there was anyone that he didn't expect to do it with, she was definitely at the top of the list. This lioness was by means no joke.
"I'm going to cum again, Mereoleona! You should get off..."
"I knew you couldn't last long! This is what it means to lay with a lioness!"
The statement went completely over his head. Since his mind was so focused on his imminient orgasm, he didn't think about the consequences of having his semen inside her. But there was no turning back: with his orgasm just seconds away, Asta was grasping her hips, holding her still as he put his hips to work, thrusting into quickly from below. His eyes were clenched closed, the tension once again reaching the crescendo.
"Hnnng!"
"Mmmm!"
With a throaty groan, Asta ejaculated inside Mereoleona as he slams her down upon him. This orgasm was way more potent when it came to the euphoria, the satisfaction hitting him like a rushing tidal wave. He was twitching, both Mereoleona and him catching their breathes once more. Even after emptying what ever he could inside her, his grip didn't subside until some time after.
Mereoleona could feel his hot fluids swimming inside her. It was vague feeling she had when he did so, but the fact that he did so made her feel...contempt. She wasn't even that upset that he did it, since he looked satisfied afterwards. With more practice, he could really be a great partner for someone.
But for now, she was his-no matter who claimed him prior. No way was she letting him go.
Asta gathers his clothing, the lioness standing behind him. It was about to be nightfall, the sun setting just over the horizon. Since they were done, he figured he should return to the Black Bulls hideout, yet Mereoleona had other plans. Just as he was about to leave, the lioness grasps his shoulder, her firm grip preventing him moving another inch.
"And where the hell are you going?"
Asta felt a bead of sweat trailing down his face.
"I-I was about to head home for the day. I'm sure everyone is worried about me."
"Oh, that won't be necessary. You're staying with me tonight. I still have much more to teach you."
Asta wanted to refuse, but the fact that she intimidated him to much to not refuse was just one reason that he couldn't. Bringing him into her embrace, she looked down at him with a mischievous grin. Asta knew that their training wasn't going to be that of combat; she had a much more...intimate plan for him.
"Oh just you wait, Asta...I'm going to make you much, much more better~"
[The End]