Ren couldn't help the fond, teasing smirk that spread across his face. He leaned down, bracing his weight on one arm while his free hand brushed a damp strand of hair away from her burning cheek.
"Hey," Ren murmured softly, his breath ghosting over her ear.
Maki peeked out from under her lashes, glaring intently at the wall. "What?" she rasped, her voice completely stripped of its usual lethal edge.
Ren shifted his hand, holding the foil wrappers right in her line of sight. "I grabbed a variety pack,"
he whispered, his tone incredibly casual for a guy about to take his super-powered girlfriend's virginity. "Which flavor do you want?"
Maki completely froze. She slowly turned her head to look at him, her amber eyes wide with absolute disbelief.
The sheer absurdity of him treating this like they were picking out shaved ice at a summer festival made her want to throttle him and kiss him at the exact same time.
She glared at his perfectly calm, teasing face, her jaw flexing as she visibly swallowed her massive Zen'in pride.
"...Orange," she muttered, aggressively turning her head back toward the wall and squeezing her eyes shut. "Just put the damn thing on, idiot."
Ren let out a low, breathy laugh, pressing a quick, affectionate kiss to her blazing red cheek. "Orange it is."
Ren shifted his weight off her, kneeling back on the mattress. The rustle of fabric filled the quiet room as he finally undid his own belt, sliding his pants and boxers down in one swift motion and kicking them off the edge of the bed.
He ripped open the orange foil packet with his teeth, the small, sharp sound cutting through the heavy silence. But as he looked down, preparing to roll it on, the sheer reality of what was about to happen—and who exactly he was about to do it with—seemed to finally catch up to his own nerves. He fumbled with the slick latex for a second, his movements suddenly losing their earlier, effortless smoothness.
Maki lay perfectly still for a few moments, her eyes squeezed shut as she braced herself. But as the seconds ticked by with no sudden contact, the agonizing anticipation started to gnaw at her patience.
What the hell is he doing? she thought, her heart hammering against her ribs. Why is he just sitting there?
Unable to take the suspense, she slowly cracked one amber eye open, peering through the dim, silver moonlight to see what the hold-up was.
Her breath instantly caught in her throat.
Ren was fully exposed, bathed in the soft shadows of the bedroom, and Maki's eyes immediately locked onto his size. She swallowed hard, an audible gulp echoing in the quiet room. Her combat-trained brain instantly calculated the dimensions. It was thick, undeniably long, and the realization that that was about to go inside her sent a fresh, terrifying swarm of butterflies completely haywire in her stomach.
But as she watched him clumsily try to pinch the tip of the condom and roll it down, a sudden, unfamiliar surge of boldness flared up in her chest.
He had spent the last twenty minutes making sure she was completely taken care of, reading stupid internet articles just to make sure she wouldn't be in pain. He had seen her completely unravel. She was maki. She wasn't going to just lay there trembling like a helpless women.
Pushing herself up on her elbows, Maki took a deep, shaky breath and reached out.
"Give me that," she muttered, snatching the half-rolled latex right out of his hands.
Ren blinked, completely caught off guard as he looked down at her. "Maki?"
"Just lean back and shut up, idiot," she scolded, her face burning a brilliant crimson as she forcefully pushed against his chest, making him lean back on his hands. "If I leave it to you, we're going to be sitting here all night."
Despite her fierce tone, her hands were trembling slightly as she reached for him. Her fingers, calloused from years of gripping heavy cursed tools, were surprisingly gentle as she wrapped them around his thick length. Ren let out a sharp, involuntary hiss of breath at the sudden, warm contact.
Swallowing her immense pride, Maki focused entirely on the task, her amber eyes narrowed in sheer determination as she carefully rolled the latex down to the base.
Once it was done, she immediately pulled her hands back as if she had been burned. She cleared her throat, aggressively refusing to meet his gaze as she quickly scrambled backward on the mattress, laying flat on her back once more.
"See? It was so easy," she stammered, her voice an octave higher than usual as she tried to reconstruct her tough exterior. She crossed her arms defensively over her chest, pulling her knees up and pressing her thighs tightly together in an instinctive, embarrassed attempt to hide her glistening center from his view. "Now hurry up and let's just finish this... I have, um, important weapon maintenance to do in the morning."
Ren stared down at her, recovering from the sheer shock of her sudden, bold takeover. Seeing her desperately trying to act like a hardened sorcerer while currently blushing out of her mind and hiding behind her own knees was the most endearing thing he had ever witnessed.
A warm, deeply affectionate smile broke across his face as he moved back over her, effortlessly prying her knees apart. "Right," he whispered, his eyes dark with absolute adoration. "Weapon maintenance. Let's not keep you waiting, then."
Ren moved back between her legs, the air in the room suddenly thick and electric. He didn't rush, his hands resting on her toned thighs as he gently but firmly pressed her knees further apart, opening her completely to the dim silver moonlight.
He positioned himself at her slick entrance, but as he shifted his hips to attempt the angle, the slick latex caused him to slip just a fraction against her sensitive center. A sudden, sharp jolt of electricity shot straight up Maki's spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her jaw locking tight as she stubbornly refused to let out a single sound, her hands gripping the bedsheets like lifelines.
Realizing the angle was slightly off, Ren reached down. He used his fingers to gently guide his thick length, pressing the very tip perfectly against her tight opening.
He leaned forward, bracing his weight on his forearms, and pressed his lips warmly against her collarbone. "I'm going in now, Maki," he murmured, his breath ghosting over her skin. "Slowly."
He pressed his hips forward, initiating the very first inch of penetration. The sheer, overwhelming tightness of her untouched body met him instantly. It was an incredibly tight, clinging heat that grabbed at him, making his breath hitch. The sudden, invasive fullness was entirely foreign to Maki, and the intense pressure immediately shattered her stoic facade.
"Mhnnn...!" A sharp, breathless moan tore from her throat. Her head arched back into the pillows, her chest heaving as her internal walls instinctively flexed, clamping down intensely around his length.
Ren immediately stopped his advance, holding perfectly still. He looked down at her flushed, strained face, the heavy pulse of her heartbeat visible in her neck. "Maki," he whispered, his voice thick with concern and heavy with his own desperate restraint. "Tell me if it hurts too much. I won't push it."
Maki took a desperate, gasping breath, her body trembling slightly. She felt the dull, stretching ache and the distinct physical resistance waiting just ahead—the unbroken barrier of her virginity. But to a girl who survived the brutal, bone-breaking physical training of the Zen'in clan and the meat grinder of Jujutsu high, this kind of pain was absolutely nothing. It was just a hurdle in the way of what she wanted.
"Don't... don't stop," she gasped, her amber eyes fluttering open to meet his, burning with that familiar, fierce determination. "Keep going. It's fine."
Trusting her completely, Ren applied a steady, deliberate pressure against the resistance. He pushed forward, and with a soft, yielding shift, he broke through the barrier. Maki flinched, her nails digging sharply into his bare shoulders as a brief sting flared through her core, but she swallowed the pain instantly, letting out a long, shaky exhale.
With the resistance gone, Ren slowly drove his hips forward, burying himself deeper and deeper into her incredibly tight heat. He didn't stop until he was fully seated against her, his length reaching the very deepest part of her, pressing softly but firmly against her cervix.
Maki let out a long, shuddering whine, her voice caught between a sob and a heavy moan as her body tried to process the absolute fullness of him stretching her to her physical limits. She bit her lip hard, trying desperately to control the noises escaping her, but her trembling legs instinctively rose and wrapped tightly around his waist to pull him as close as possible.
Ren held perfectly still for a long moment, letting her racing heartbeat steady and allowing her tight walls to adjust to his size. Then, with agonizing slowness, he pulled his hips back for the very first time.
As he withdrew slightly, the pale moonlight caught the glint of a thin, dark trail of crimson. Her blood painted his latex-covered length and slowly trailed down from her opening to stain the white bedsheets—the final, undeniable proof that the fierce, untouchable Maki Zen'in had given her virginity entirely to him.
Ren gave her a moment to adjust to the overwhelming fullness before he slowly withdrew, only to press forward once more. He established a slow, agonizingly deliberate rhythm. The sheer sensation of moving with her, completely surrounded by her incredible heat, sent a heavy rush of adrenaline straight to his head. It was completely intoxicating.
Overwhelmed by the flood of intense, unfamiliar sensations, Maki quickly brought her arm up, throwing her hand over her face to hide her brilliant crimson blush. She bit down on the edge of her palm, desperately trying to muffle the breathy, broken moans that she couldn't hold back anymore.
The quiet of the bedroom was suddenly filled with the heavy, rhythmic sounds of their movements, the soft, distinct slap of skin meeting skin echoing in the silver moonlight. The undeniable sound of their bodies colliding only made Maki's face burn hotter under her hand, her powerful frame trembling as she surrendered completely to his pace.
Unable to stand the distance between them, Ren leaned his weight down over her. He gently grasped her wrist, pulling her hand away from her flushed face so he could see her hazy, beautiful amber eyes.
"Don't hide," he murmured, his voice incredibly raspy.
He leaned in and captured her lips in a deep, desperate kiss, swallowing her next breathless moan as their tongues tangled together. Maki kissed him back fiercely, her arms wrapping securely around his neck. Her combat-wired instincts finally gave way entirely to the pleasure, and her hips instinctively began to rise off the mattress, chasing his rhythm and meeting his movements.
Encouraged by her yielding response and his own rapidly slipping control, Ren tightened his grip on her waist. He drove his hips forward with a new, frantic energy, steadily increasing his pace as he let the heavy, burning heat of the moment completely consume them both.
Even as the frantic pace threatened to completely unravel his focus, Ren couldn't ignore the last barrier between them. He reached up, hooking his fingers under the thick, practical straps of her black sports bra. With a firm, smooth tug, he pulled the restrictive fabric over her head, blindly tossing it off the edge of the bed to join the rest of their discarded clothes.
Now completely bare in the silver moonlight, the sight of her flushed, powerful body was devastating. Ren's breath hitched as he watched her heavy breasts bounce in perfect time with the loud, wet slap of his relentless thrusts. The visual alone sent a fresh, heavy rush of adrenaline straight to his core.
Unable to resist the view any longer, Ren shifted his weight forward and buried his face in her chest. His warm mouth closed over one of her tight, pink peaks, his tongue swirling heavily before he sucked down firmly. At the exact same time, his free hand moved to cup her other breast, his fingers kneading the soft, heavy flesh and rolling the sensitive, hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"Ah—! Ren...!" Maki cried out, her back arching completely off the mattress.
The overwhelming, dual assault of his deep thrusts and the sharp, wet pulling at her breasts entirely shattered her remaining composure. Her head thrashed side to side against the pillows, her dark green hair a tangled mess as her amber eyes glazed over, completely lost to the agonizingly good sensation. Her internal walls convulsed around him, gripping his length with a frantic, desperate heat.
The heavy, intoxicating rhythm continued, the friction building rapidly inside her tight center. The intense physical stimulation was finally pushing Maki's combat-hardened body past its absolute limit. Her hips bucked wildly, chasing his thrusts, her breathing turning into short, frantic gasps.
Her fingers dug desperately into his shoulders as a sudden, overwhelming pressure began to coil tightly at the base of her spine. "Ren," she gasped out, her voice a breathless, broken whine that she couldn't control. "I... I think... I'm about to...!"
"Me too," Ren rasped, his own control finally reaching its absolute breaking point as he felt the intense, spasming grip of her tight walls pulling him over the edge.
Pulling his mouth away from her chest, Ren caught both of her hands. With a sudden, dominant surge of energy, he pinned her wrists firmly into the mattress above her head. Anchoring her completely, he drove his hips forward with desperate, unyielding force. He bottomed out entirely, the thick head of his length hitting deep against her cervix with every single powerful thrust.
Maki let out a sharp, breathless scream, her powerful frame pulling completely taut like a bowstring. The sensation of him hitting her deepest point sent her spiraling straight over the edge, her voice breaking into a continuous, helpless moan as the very first wave of her climax crashed through her.
Ren let out a deep, guttural groan, his hips locking into place as he drove into her one final, desperate time. He completely surrendered to the intense, spasming grip of her internal walls, his body shuddering as he finally followed her over the edge. Even through the latex barrier, Maki could feel the distinct, heavy pulsing of his release, a warm, heavy heat radiating deep inside her that made her own climax drag out just a few seconds longer.
She lay pinned beneath him, her chest heaving as she dragged in ragged, desperate breaths. Her amber eyes were completely hazy, her powerful frame trembling in the aftershocks of her very first orgasm.
With a heavy, exhausted exhale, Ren slowly released her wrists. He pulled back, his length sliding out of her slick, incredibly warm center with a soft, wet sound. Maki let out a quiet whine at the sudden loss of fullness, her thighs instinctively twitching as the cool night air hit her flushed skin.
Ren sat back on his heels, catching his breath. He reached down and carefully rolled the condom off, tying it in a quick knot. He glanced at the heavy load inside before tossing it with perfect aim into the small wastebasket near the edge of the desk.
Maki slowly blinked her eyes open, her dark green hair plastered to her forehead with a light sheen of sweat. Her body felt entirely like jelly—a strange, foreign sensation for someone with a Heavenly Restriction. She looked up at him through her lashes, letting out a soft, breathy sigh.
"Is that... are we done?" she murmured, her voice still raspy and thoroughly wrecked.
Ren, who was already reaching over to the nightstand to grab the dark box he had bought earlier, paused. He looked back at her, that familiar, preternaturally handsome smirk slowly spreading across his face as he caught his breath.
"Obviously not," Ren chuckled, his voice low and incredibly dangerous.
Before Maki could even process the words, Ren's hands were on her hips. With a smooth, effortless motion, he rolled her completely over so she was laying flat on her stomach. Maki let out a startled squeak, her face burying into the soft pillows as her toned, athletic back and perfectly curved hips were completely exposed to the silver moonlight.
She heard the distinct, sharp sound of another foil wrapper being torn open.
"You promised me the whole day off, remember?" Ren whispered, leaning down to press a hot, lingering kiss to the curve of her spine. He settled his weight between her legs, resting his hands firmly on her hips. "Get ready for round two."
Maki let out a muffled groan into the pillow, though the way her hips instinctively arched backward to meet him entirely betrayed her eagerness.
The rest of the night completely blurred into a haze of tangled sheets, desperate moans, and escalating heat.
They didn't stop at round two. Or round three. By the end of round four, the absolute physical reality of their dynamic had finally caught up to them. Because of her Heavenly Restriction, Maki possessed an effectively bottomless well of stamina; physically, she could have easily gone ten rounds without breaking a sweat. But for Ren, a completely normal guy trying to keep pace with a superhuman, the fourth round had completely drained his reserves.
He collapsed onto his back, his chest heaving, his muscles aching with a deep, profound exhaustion, but a fiercely triumphant grin was plastered across his face.
Maki might have had the stamina to keep going physically, but emotionally and sensorily, she was completely overwhelmed and deeply, perfectly satisfied. Her first time had been everything she hadn't known she needed.
She let out a soft, breathy laugh, her amber eyes soft with a rare, unguarded affection. Crawling over the mattress, she collapsed heavily onto Ren's chest, resting her chin against his collarbone. She reached down, blindly grabbing the heavy duvet from the end of the bed and pulling it up over their bare, sweat-slicked bodies to ward off the chill of the early morning.
Ren wrapped his arms securely around her waist, burying his face in her dark green hair as her steady heartbeat synced with his own. Safe, exhausted, and perfectly content, they both drifted off into a deep, uninterrupted sleep.
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