Fate Grand Order - Secret stories

The halls of Chaldea were unusually quiet that evening, a rare moment of peace between singularities. BB, the ever-mischievous Moon Cancer, was uncharacteristically deep in thought.

Her usual playful demeanor was shadowed by something serious...something she couldn't ignore. In the digital corridors of her mind, she had seen glimpses of Ritsuka's future, and it was… too sad for her liking.

Her Senpai, the last Master of Chaldea, a hero who had saved the world over and over again, was fated for loneliness? A future of battles with no one waiting for him at the end?

BB refused to accept that.

She had to act. And BB always acted with style.

As she wandered the halls, plotting ways to alter fate itself, BB overheard a conversation near the library. She peeked inside to find Nursery Rhyme, Jeanne Alter Lily, and Jack the Ripper sitting in a circle, sharing stories.

Nursery Rhyme clapped her hands together. "And so, the hero, after many adventures, finally found happiness! He got married, became a family man, and—best of all—his wife saved him by making him a father!"

The children cheered at the happy ending, clapping their hands. Jeanne Alter Lily beamed. "That's the best kind of story! A hero should always be happy in the end!"

Jack, sitting with her knees drawn up, gave a small nod. "Families are nice. Mama loves it too."

BB's eyes widened. Then a devious smile spread across her lips.

"Ohhh~? A family, you say?"

And just like that, BB had a plan. A perfect plan.

Sneaking through Chaldea, BB's sensors detected a familiar energy signature. She grinned...a certain blonde was up to something suspicious.

There, in the dimly lit hallway, Saber Artoria was carefully sneaking toward Ritsuka's room. She was wrapped tightly in a large cloak, but BB's sharp eyes noticed the edge of something black and silky peeking from underneath. Artoria carefully adjusted the cloak and took a deep breath. Underneath, she was clad in her black bunny suit, complete with stockings and a set of regal bunny ears.

"Oh? What do we have here~?"

BB phased into the shadows, following Artoria.

"Ritsuka deserves a proper reward for all his efforts," she muttered to herself, her cheeks pink.

Saber knew the Master of Chaldea never demanded anything from his Servants, but she wanted to do something special for him. A knight should reward her lord, after all. To show her love to him.

BB's 'Divine' Intervention

Watching from Saber, BB's smile grew exponentially mischievous.

"Oho~? Artoria, you're already taking the first step, huh? Then let Senpai genius kouhai help make things even better!"

With a snap of her fingers, a Holy Grail materialized in her hands—a fragment of Chaldea's reserves, now repurposed for a far more important mission.

BB.exe has initiated Operation "Senpai's Happy Ending"!

Gently, BB let the Grail's energy flow through Artoria, targeting her core with precision.

Unknown to the Saber, her Saint Graph shifted. A subtle but undeniable change occurred within her,...a miracle woven into the fabric of her existence.

BB stifled a giggle as she whispered: "Enjoy, King of Knights. Senpai'll be giving birth to many little kings now~."

Satisfied, BB vanished into digital space, leaving her Senpai to discover his new fate—unaware that she had just changed his future forever.

And thus, the greatest prank in Chaldea's history had been set in motion.

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"Master, what do you think?"

Ritsuka Fujimaru in question raised an eyebrow in bemusement at Saber, his servant who was standing before him and spreading her arms out to show off her new outfit. The room was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, casting a warm light over the elegant figure that was his trusted partner. He had seen her in various attires, from the stoic armor that marked her as the king of knights to the more casual modern outfits she occasionally donned when they ventured outside the confines of the Fuyuki City. Yet, this was something entirely different.

Her usual pristine white and blue ensemble had been swapped for a sleek black leotard that hugged her body like a second skin, leaving no room for his imagination to wander. The stark contrast to her normal attire was surprising, but somehow, it suited her, bringing out the soft curves of her waist and the firm lines of her muscles. The oversized jacket that typically hung from her arms was now a sleek and form-fitting piece, emphasizing her lithe form. Her legs were covered in a sheer black body stocking, adding an allure that was both tantalizing and playful.

"Oh, master, did I make you speechless?" Artoria asked with a knowing smile, her emerald eyes sparkling with mischief.

Ritsuka Fujimaru blinked, realizing that he had indeed been staring a bit longer than he had intended to. He coughed lightly to clear his throat and offered her an amused grin in return. "Well, I think you look beautiful and... cute," he said, the latter word slipping out before he could stop it.

Artoria's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson, her eyes widening in surprise. "C-Cute, you say?" she murmured, her voice a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. She had never been one for vanity, but the rare compliment from her master was something she found utterly charming. She twirled around, the fluffy bunny tail attached to the back of her leotard bobbing playfully.

"Aw, is that all you have to say?" she said with a playful pout, placing her hands on her hips. Ritsuka looked up from his papers, his gaze lingering on her for a brief moment before he smirked.

"Well, you do make for a very cute bunny girl, after all," he replied, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he took in her outfit. The room felt a few degrees warmer as Artoria's cheeks turned a light shade of pink, and she shyly averted her gaze, feeling a rush of pleasure at his words. It was not often that she received such a light-hearted compliment from her master.

Her ears twitched slightly under the weight of the fluffy bunny headpiece she wore, the tips of the long, droopy ears brushing against her cheeks. "I suppose it would be a nice change of pace," she said, her voice a soft whisper that seemed to dance in the air. She stepped closer to Ritsuka, leaning over his shoulder to peek at the report he was working on. The faint scent of her perfume, a delicate blend of flowers and steel, wafted towards him, and he found his concentration slipping as his eyes lingered on her reflection in the computer screen.

"But master," Artoria continued, her voice taking on a slightly more insistent tone, "surely even a great hero like yourself needs a break from time to time." She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, her thumb lightly stroking the fabric of his shirt. The simple touch sent a shiver down Ritsuka's spine, and he couldn't help but glance up at her. Her eyes, usually so sharp and focused, had softened to a gentle warmth that made his heart race. "I promise I'll make it worth your while," she added, her voice dropping to a seductive purr.

Ritsuka sighed heavily, his resolve wavering. He knew that Goredolf would indeed be furious if he neglected his duties, but the allure of spending some quality time with his devoted servant was difficult to resist. He closed the report with a soft click and turned to face her. "Alright, just for a little while," he relented, his eyes never leaving hers. Artoria's smile grew wider, and she leaned down, her nose brushing against his cheek as she whispered, "Thank you, master."

Her hand slipped from his shoulder to his chest, her fingertips tracing the line of his collarbone before sliding down to the hem of his shirt. He felt his heart race as she began to lift the fabric, exposing the tanned skin beneath. His own hands found her waist, his thumbs circling her belly button as he gently pulled her closer. The heat between them grew palpable, the air thick with anticipation.

Their gazes locked, and for a moment, the world around them faded into a blur of soft light and gentle touches. Ritsuka leaned in, his eyes closing as he felt her warm breath against his skin. He captured her mouth with his own, the kiss starting as a gentle brush before deepening into something more urgent. Artoria's arms tightened around his neck, pulling him closer as she melted into the embrace.

Their bodies moved in a silent dance, Ritsuka lifting Artoria with surprising ease and carrying her over to the bed. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and she gasped softly as he sat down with her straddling his hips. His arms grabbed her bunny-slim waist, and she let out a content sigh as they both settled onto the soft mattress. The material of her leotard was smooth and slippery against his skin, making it difficult to maintain a firm grip as they wriggled around.

Their tongues danced around each other, exploring the warm cavern of their mouths. It was a delicate dance, a gentle give and take that was surprisingly sweet despite the passion that simmered just beneath the surface. Ritsuka had never tasted anything quite like it, and he found himself craving more of her unique flavor. It was like a sugared mint that somehow tasted of valor and honor.

They parted briefly, both panting for air, their chests rising and falling in unison. Artoria's eyes searched his, looking for approval, for any sign that he found her as desirable as she found him. The soft pink that had tinged her cheeks earlier had spread to her neck and chest, a stark contrast to the dark material of her costume. Ritsuka's gaze roamed her body, lingering on the way the leotard clung to her curves, and he couldn't help but smile. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

Without breaking eye contact, Artoria leaned in again, pressing her lips to his with renewed vigor. The kiss grew more intense, more demanding, as if they were trying to devour one another. Her hands fisted in his shirt, pulling him closer as she straddled him, her thighs tightening around his waist. His own hands roamed up her back, tracing the lines of her spine, and finally settling on the zipper at the back of her neck. He tugged it down, feeling the leotard loosen and expose her pale skin to the cool evening air.

The sound of fabric sliding against skin filled the room as they both helped her out of the costume. Ritsuka took in the sight of her, the soft curves of her breasts, the flat plane of her stomach, and the way her skin flushed under his gaze. He had never seen her like this before, so vulnerable and open to him. It was a heady feeling, one that made his chest tighten and his blood race.

Artoria sat up on the bed, her knees bent and her hands on his shoulders. "I love you, Ritsuka," she gasped out in the moment they separated to breathe, her eyes shimmering with a mix of passion and vulnerability.

Ritsuka's own heart raced as he felt her words resonate within him. He leaned in again, claiming her mouth with a fiery kiss that left no room for doubt. His hands roamed her bare skin, tracing the curves that he had only ever admired from afar. Her body was like a living work of art, a sculpture of strength and grace that made his head spin.

"Artoria," he breathed against her neck, his voice low and gruff with need. He felt her shiver in response, her nails digging into his shoulders as she arched her back, pushing her breasts against his chest. He kissed along the column of her throat, feeling the pulse of her blood as it raced through her veins.

Her breath hitched as his teeth grazed the sensitive skin just below her ear. "Please, Ritsuka," she whispered, the desperation in her voice clear. "I need you."

The words hit him like a sledgehammer to the chest. He had seen her in the throes of battle, unflappable and unyielding. To hear her so openly express her desire was a stark contrast to her usual stoic demeanor. It was both thrilling and humbling, and Ritsuka knew he couldn't deny her any longer. He took a deep breath and nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. "Alright, Artoria," he said, his voice a low growl. "If it's what you truly want, then we shall."

He stepped back, giving her the space she needed to breathe. The sight of her sitting on the couch, her legs spread slightly and her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath, was almost too much to bear. He took a moment to compose himself, his eyes tracing the path of her bare skin up to the heaving mounds of her breasts. The tip of one was peeking out from the fabric of her costume, taunting him with its soft pinkness.

Leaning down, he captured her neck in his mouth, feeling her pulse quicken beneath his teeth. She let out a whimper, her eyes closing as she arched into the kiss. His hands found the zipper at the back of her neck, his fumbling touch a stark contrast to her usual confidence. The buzz of the zipper was like a symphony in the quiet room, the tension building with each tooth that separated.

As the leotard loosened around her, he took the opportunity to trace the line of her spine with his fingertips, feeling the goosebumps rise in his wake. Artoria leaned back into his touch, her body shivering with anticipation. Her legs straightened, giving him more room to maneuver the clingy material down her body. The leotard peeled away like a second skin, revealing the smooth, pale flesh beneath.

The shoe came off with the leotard, the heel catching on the fabric as it was discarded. Ritsuka didn't miss a beat, tossing the outfit aside to better appreciate the view before him. The sheer black body stocking that clung to her was a work of art in itself, leaving little to the imagination. Her breasts were perched high, the fabric molded to their firm, round shapes with her erect nipples poking through like little surprises waiting to be discovered. The curve of her hips and the shadowy cleft of her thighs had his mouth watering. He had never seen her this exposed, this... tempting.

"You're beautiful," he murmured, his voice hoarse with want. He reached out and brushed a lock of hair from her forehead, his thumb lingering to trace the line of her cheekbone. "And really sexy," he added, the words coming out as a growl. Artoria's eyes searched his, a fiery hunger mirroring his own.

Her hand shot up to capture his, bringing it to her cheek and holding it there. She leaned into his palm, rubbing her cheek against it like a cat seeking affection. The simple gesture was oddly intimate, and it sent a thrill down Ritsuka's spine. "Ritsuka..." she whispered, her voice a sweet symphony of need.

Without breaking eye contact, Ritsuka reached behind her to unhook the clasp of the bustier. It fell away, revealing her breasts in all their glory. They were perfect, the size of small melons with firm, round nipples that begged for his attention. He leaned down and took one into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue until she was moaning against his hand. Artoria's eyes rolled back in pleasure, her body arching towards him.

Ritsuka's other hand found its way to her covered mound, his fingers tracing the outline of her sex through the sheer black fabric. He felt the heat radiating from her core and the slight dampness that was already forming. The fabric was tight, hugging her curves and giving him a clear outline of her labia and clit. He couldn't resist the temptation to slip his fingers under the waistband and feel her bare skin. She was so wet, her juices coating his fingertips as he began to rub her clit in slow circles.

Artoria's breathing grew erratic, her hips rocking gently against his hand. "Yes," she moaned, her eyes never leaving his. "Just like that." Ritsuka watched her closely, studying the way her pupils dilated and her mouth fell open slightly with each pass of his fingertips. He could feel her building, her muscles tensing and releasing in time with his movements. He leaned in, capturing one of her nipples between his teeth as he continued to play with her clit, eliciting a sharp gasp from the king of knights.

Her hand found its way to the back of his neck, holding him in place as he pleasured her. He felt a thrill of power, knowing that this woman, this legendary warrior, was at his mercy. But it was also humbling, knowing that she had chosen him, that she trusted him to give her what she needed. He kissed down her neck, his teeth grazing her collarbone before his mouth found hers again. Their kiss grew more urgent, their breaths mingling as they sought to claim each other.

Ritsuka's hand continued to tease her clit, his thumb flicking rapidly against the sensitive bud. He felt her muscles tighten around his fingers, her breath hitching in her throat. He knew she was close. With a final, gentle bite to her lip, he pulled away, his eyes searching hers for the go-ahead. Artoria nodded, her eyes half-lidded with lust.

With a wicked grin, Ritsuka slid his hand down the silky fabric of her thigh, feeling the tension in her body as he approached the edge of her stocking. "You can tear it apart," she whispered, the words barely audible. "I'll buy you a new one," he assured her, his voice thick with desire.

Her eyes lit up with a nervous excitement, and she nodded. "Mm, okay then," she murmured, her smile a blend of shyness and want. Ritsuka's fingernails dug gently into the material of her stocking, and he began to pull. The fabric resisted at first, but with a firm tug, he made a small hole, enough to expose her skin. Artoria whimpered, her body trembling at the sensation.

Ritsuka's eyes never left hers as he eagerly tore the stocking open further, revealing the pink, glistening flesh beneath. His heart raced at the sight of her, and his cock grew harder by the second. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her skin, making her shiver with anticipation. "C'mon, I can't wait anymore," she whined, her voice thick with need.

The sound was like a trigger, and Ritsuka's self-control snapped. He bent his head, his tongue darting out to lick the length of her slit. Artoria gasped, her eyes flying open as pleasure flooded her senses. He tasted of her, sweet and musky, and the way she reacted only made him more eager to taste her fully. His tongue pushed into her folds, probing deeper, lapping up the honey that was already leaking out. Artoria's body arched off the bed, her legs tightening around his shoulders as she fought not to squirm away from the overwhelming sensation.

Her moans grew louder, her breathing ragged, as Ritsuka's tongue danced inside her. Each stroke was calculated, each flick of his tongue aimed to make her crazy with want. He felt her tense around him, her muscles quivering as she approached the brink of climax. With a wicked grin, he pulled away, licking her clit in a slow, teasing motion that had her begging for more. "Master," she whined, her voice a desperate plea.

He leaned back, admiring his handiwork. Artoria's legs were trembling, her toes curling with the effort to keep still. He took her hand and placed it on her chest, right over her heart, feeling it race beneath her skin. "Feel that?" he murmured, his own breathing heavy with arousal. "That's how much you turn me on."

Her cheeks were flushed a deep red, her eyes glazed over with passion as she nodded. He knew she was still sensitive, still riding the waves of her climax, so he took a moment to kiss her gently, tasting the sweetness of her release on his lips. The room was filled with the scent of their combined desire, a potent mix of sweat and arousal that seemed to thicken the air.

As they kissed, Artoria's hands began to roam his body, her fingertips tracing the contours of his muscles, her palms gliding over his chest. Ritsuka felt a thrill at her touch, his own need growing even stronger.

They broke the kiss with a wet smack, a string of saliva connecting their mouths briefly before snapping away. Artoria's eyes were glazed over with passion, and her breath came in ragged pants. Ritsuka wasted no time in attacking her pussy once more, his tongue eager to delve into her wet warmth. He felt her shiver as he wrapped his tongue around the outside of her pussy before plunging it deep inside her, her walls clenching around him in welcome.

Her moans grew louder, filling the room as he ate her out with a passion that surprised even himself. His tongue swirled and danced inside her, teasing her G-spot and the sensitive flesh that surrounded it. He could feel her getting closer, her hips jerking and her legs tightening around him. He pulled back for a moment, his tongue flicking at her clit in a staccato rhythm that made her squirm and whine.

"Ahh, master," Artoria squealed, her voice a sweet symphony of pleasure. "I'm cumming!" Her back arched off the bed, and she threw her head back, letting out a long, loud moan as the orgasm washed over her. Ritsuka watched in awe as her body convulsed with the power of her release. He felt a sense of pride and possessiveness as her walls clenched around his tongue, her fluids flowing freely. He greedily lapped up her essence, relishing the tangy taste that filled his mouth. Some of it splattered onto his shirt, but he was too caught up in the moment to care.

Pulling away, he licked his lips clean and smiled up at her. "Good?" he teased, his voice still a little hoarse from their earlier activities. Artoria nodded, her eyes still closed in bliss. "Mmhmm," she murmured, her chest heaving with each breath.

"Still," Ritsuka began, his voice a gentle rumble, "we should get your shirt off." He reached up, his hands sliding under the fabric of her puffer jacket. Despite her earlier protests, she didn't fight him, her eyes opening to meet his gaze. The desire in his eyes was clear, and she found herself eager to please him. She raised her arms slightly, allowing him to tug the jacket up and over her head.

The cool air kissed her hands, making her shiver. But the chill was short-lived as Ritsuka's warm hands replaced the fabric, tracing the lines of her leotard and the curves of her breasts in Bunny outfit. He leaned in, capturing her mouth in a kiss that was both sweet and demanding. His tongue danced with hers, a silent promise of what was to come. Artoria's hands found his chest, her nails lightly scraping against his skin as she pushed the shirt higher.

With a soft "hup," she gave a final tug, and the shirt was off. Ritsuka's toned torso was laid bare before her, the muscles she knew so well from their countless battles together now standing out in stark relief. Her eyes devoured the sight of him, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch him. Her hands roamed his body, feeling the power that lay beneath the surface. He was so much more than just a master to her, he was a lover, a confidant, a partner in every sense of the word.

Artoria's cheeks were flushed with excitement, her eyes gleaming with desire as she leaned in to kiss his chest. She felt his heart beating against her lips, a steady rhythm that seemed to echo the pulse of her own need. "I love you," she whispered against his skin, her voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt.

Without a word, Ritsuka leaned back, allowing her full access. Artoria took the opportunity to explore him, her hands mapping out the contours of his muscles, her nails scraping lightly against his skin. She felt his body tense under her touch, his breath hitching as she traced the lines of his abs, her thumbs circling his nipples. He groaned, arching his back slightly, and she couldn't help but smile against his chest.

"You like that?" she murmured, her voice a sweet purr that sent shivers down his spine. Ritsuka nodded, his eyes closed in pleasure. "I do," he breathed out, his voice strained. Artoria's hands grew bolder, her fingers dancing across his body as she grew more confident. She could feel his erection pressing against the fabric of his pants, a testament to his desire for her.

Her own body was alight with sensation, the fabric of her costume sticking to her damp skin. "Still," she said, her voice a little more forceful, "we should get your shirt off." She reached down, placing her hands on his shoulders and somehow finding purchase on his shirt. "Hup," she grunted, giving it a firm tug. Ritsuka cooperated, moving his body down while lifting his arms up, allowing her to pull the shirt off smoothly. It whispered against his skin before landing in a crumpled heap on the floor.

Artoria couldn't help but stare at him, her eyes greedily taking in the sight of his bare chest. She'd seen him in his usual mage outfit before, but there was something about the stark contrast between his toned body and the gentle, affectionate way he looked at her that made her heart flutter. She leaned in, her breath hot against his skin as she whispered, "I love you," before placing a soft, playful kiss on his chest.

Ritsuka's eyes snapped open, and he captured her chin, tilting her face up to meet his gaze. "Me too, Saber," he murmured, the words thick with emotion. His hand slipped down to her chest, cupping one of her breasts gently. She whimpered, the sound a soft, needy noise that seemed to resonate through his entire body. He felt her nipple stiffen beneath his palm, and he couldn't resist giving it a gentle squeeze.

Artoria's eyes widened, and she gasped as pleasure shot through her. "R-Ritsuka," she stuttered, her cheeks a deep shade of pink. He leaned down and captured her mouth in a fiery kiss, his thumb still playing with her nipple. The sensation was overwhelming, a delicious blend of pain and pleasure that made her toes curl.

With a grin, Ritsuka released her nipple and sat up. "Hold still," he murmured, his eyes dark with desire. She nodded, her breathing shallow and fast. He reached down between her breasts, his fingers finding the part of the stocking that had held the fabric together. With a swift movement, he pulled, and the material gave way with a satisfying rip. Artoria let out a surprised yelp, her eyes flying open.

The stocking split apart, the fabric giving way to reveal the soft mounds of her breasts. They bounced gently, the rosy peaks standing tall and proud. He couldn't help but stare for a moment, the sight of her bare skin a stark contrast to the black fabric that had hidden her from him. "Perfect," he murmured, his voice low and rough.

Ritsuka's hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking her nipples with a gentle pressure that made her gasp. They were just the right size for his hands, filling his palms perfectly. He squeezed and massaged them, watching as her eyes closed in pleasure and her head fell back. Artoria's own hands found his wrists, her grip tightening as he continued to knead her flesh. The sensation was exquisite, sending bolts of pleasure through her body that made her toes curl.

With a low growl, Ritsuka bent his head, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak. Artoria's back arched, pushing her breast further into his mouth. He groaned, feeling her flesh give slightly under his suction. His hand moved to her other breast, his thumb tracing lazy circles around the areola before pinching the nipple lightly. She gasped, the dual sensation of his mouth and hand almost too much to handle.

"Hah, ah, that tickles," she half-laughed, half-moaned, the sound muffled by her own flesh. Ritsuka couldn't help but chuckle around her nipple, the vibration sending another shockwave through her. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his head and trapping him against her chest. The puffy sleeves of her bunny costume enveloped them both, creating a cozy little cocoon of desire.

He took his mouth off with a pop, the sound echoing in the quiet room. "Your skin is so soft," he murmured, his breath warm against her damp flesh. Artoria watched him with hooded eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath. He moved his head to her other breast, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak before he bit down gently. The sensation was just shy of pain, a delicious mix of pleasure and pressure that had her squirming against him.

Her hand found his hair, her fingers tangling in the short strands. "Ahh, stop playing with my boobs, master," she whined softly, her voice a sweet symphony of need and playfulness. Ritsuka looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. He chuckled and relented, his teeth releasing her nipple with a gentle nip. "Hmm, why's that? Do you want something else?"

Her eyes flickered down to the unmistakable bulge in his pants, and she couldn't help but smile. "Let's get that out of there," she suggested, her tone a mix of shyness and excitement. With surprising deftness, considering the cumbersome sleeves of her bunny costume, Artoria reached down and began to work on his belt. Ritsuka watched her, his chest rising and falling with anticipation as she slowly revealed the object of her desire.

The belt clinked open, and she tugged his pants down, revealing his thick, erect cock. "Ooh," she cooed, her voice filled with wonder. "It's much bigger than before, master. I can tell this time your hard dick will reach the deepest part and make me scream."

Ritsuka couldn't help but grin at her words. "It's because my saber is in a sexy bunny outfit," he teased, his voice thick with desire.

Artoria's laugh was a soft, sweet sound that filled the room, her cheeks flushing a darker shade of pink. She brought her legs up, wrapping them loosely around his waist, the fabric of her bunny costume bunching around her thighs. "Haha," she giggled, the sound making Ritsuka's heart skip a beat. "But seriously, master, I need you."

Her voice was a seductive purr that sent a shiver down his spine. Ritsuka's eyes darkened with lust as he leaned in, capturing her mouth in a kiss that was both tender and demanding. His hands slid down to her hips, his grip tightening as he positioned himself between her legs. He felt the heat of her core against his erection, and he couldn't wait to feel her wetness surround him.

"Master... please make me feel good," Artoria whispered against his lips, her eyes half-closed with anticipation. The words were a siren's call, one that Ritsuka was more than happy to answer. He leaned back slightly, his cock brushing against her folds as he did so. He watched her face, the way her eyes widened and her breath hitched with every touch.

"Of course," he murmured, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to resonate through her body. He took a moment to appreciate her in the bunny outfit, the way it emphasized her curves and made her seem both adorable and incredibly sexy. "You're so cute," he said, his voice thick with desire, "wearing that because you wanted this to happen." His hands trailed down her sides, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

Artoria giggled, a sound that was both sweet and needy. "Haha, well, you know what they say about bunnies," she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She spread her legs wider, her pussy glistening with her arousal. It was an invitation he couldn't resist, and with a predatory smile, Ritsuka leaned in, placing one hand firmly on her hip to steady her.

The other hand gripped his cock, the heat of his palm sending a shiver down his spine. He lined it up with her slit, feeling the wetness of her desire as it coated his shaft. Artoria's breath hitched, her body tensing as she felt the blunt head of his erection nudging at her entrance. Her eyes never left his as she watched him, the anticipation building with every passing moment.

With a gentle push, he began to enter her. Inch by inch, her pussy stretched around him, the sensation so overwhelming that it was all she could do to keep from crying out. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her legs tightening around his waist as he filled her completely. "Ah," she moaned softly, the sound a sweet symphony of pleasure that had Ritsuka's cock pulsing within her.

Once fully seated, Ritsuka took a moment to savor the feeling of her warmth surrounding him. He could feel the walls of her pussy contract around him, a silent plea for more.

"You can start moving now," she told him and he obliged, placing his hands on her hips and pulling his length out until only the tip is left inside her and then pushing back in slowly, eliciting a breathless coo from the blushing bunny as she feels his shaft spearing into her, rubbing her walls pleasurably stoking the heat inside her and making her shiver.

With a smirk, he began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm that made her moan with each stroke. Artoria's eyes fluttered closed, her mouth parting in a silent gasp as he hit that spot deep inside her that made her legs quiver.

"Mm, ahh," Artoria groaned, her voice thick with pleasure as he pushed into her. His cock filled her completely, stretching her in the most delicious way possible. It was as if their bodies had been made for each other, a perfect fit that sent waves of sensation crashing through her with every thrust. Ritsuka's eyes never left hers, watching the pleasure play out across her face as he claimed her over and over.

He could feel her tightening around him, her muscles clenching with each deep plunge. It was a heady sensation, one that had him biting back a moan of his own. He didn't want to lose control, not yet. He wanted to savor this moment, to make it last as long as possible. But her body was telling him a different story, her hips rising to meet each of his thrusts with a desperation that was impossible to ignore.

Ritsuka's hand found her clit, his thumb rubbing the sensitive bud in time with his thrusts. Artoria's eyes shot open, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' as pleasure spiked through her. "Yes," she hissed, her voice a mix of need and satisfaction. "Just like that."

Her hips rocked back to meet his, urging him on as he pounded into her with an increasingly frenzied rhythm. The bed beneath them creaked and groaned, a testament to their passion. Her nails dug into his back, leaving little half-moons of pleasure-pain that only served to drive him further.

Artoria took a few breaths while slowly rolling her hips, adjusting herself to his ample size that was now filling her,"ooh you feel really good Ritsuka," she coos, reaching up and hooking her arms around his neck pulling him down into a kiss, their tounges tasting each other,a string of saliva connecting them when their mouths part.

Their kiss grew more urgent, tongues dueling and dancing as their bodies moved in perfect harmony. He could feel her pussy clench around him, her walls tightening. "Mm, yes," she murmured, her voice muffled against his neck. "Don't stop, don't ever stop."

Her teeth grazed his skin, and she began to leave a trail of kisses along his collarbone, her tongue flicking out to taste the salt of his sweat. Ritsuka's body was on fire, the feeling of her warm wetness wrapped around him driving him to the brink of his endurance. "Artoria," he groaned, his voice strained.

Her response was to bite down lightly on his neck, the pain mixing with the pleasure and sending a jolt straight to his cock. "Mine," she murmured against his skin, the possessiveness in her voice making him feel like the most desired man in the world.

He groaned lustfully, his eyes screwed shut as he reveled in the heavenly sensation of her pussy's walls clenching around him. With each pull back, her insides seemed to tighten even more, as if trying to keep him from retreating. Each time he pushed back in, it was like he was filling her up all over again, her warmth enveloping him like a glove made of pure pleasure.

Ritsuka picked up the pace. His hips began to move faster, his cock pistoning in and out of her with a ferocity that had Artoria's legs bouncing with each thrust. The slap of their flesh meeting echoed through the room, a primal beat that matched the racing of their hearts.

Her eyes squeezed shut, she could feel the pressure building deep within her, a coil of need that was tightening with each stroke. "Ahh, Ritsuka," she moaned, her voice muffled by his chest. Her nails dug into his back, leaving a trail of red lines that stood out starkly against his pale skin.

"You feel so good," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "Don't stop, don't ever stop."

Her words were like a spell, casting a haze of lust over him as he picked up his pace. The slap of their bodies grew louder, the room a symphony of passionate cries and the wet, sticky sound of their lovemaking. Artoria's eyes rolled back in her head, and she gripped his shoulders tightly, her nails digging into his skin as he hit that magical spot deep within her.

Artoria spasms slightly as his cock hits a sweet spot within her, something the master takes notice of as he bangs her more, hitting the same spot making her shudder and tighten around his shaft encouraging him to go faster.

"Ritsuka, I'm gonna- mm!," Artoria's words were cut off with a sharp cry as his cock hit her cervix, making her mind blank and body buckle, pushing her dangerously close to the edge of her climax.

"Ngg Artoria," he breathed out heavily, jackhammering into her harder until she went over the edge.

Artoria's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, crashing over her in a crescendo of pleasure that made her entire body spasm. Her pussy clenched down on his cock, squeezing him like a vice as wave after wave of ecstasy washed through her. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked up at him with a wild, desperate look in her eyes. "Ritsuka, I'm cumming!" she screamed, her voice a high-pitched wail that echoed through the room.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, her hips bucking up to meet his every thrust. Ritsuka felt her pussy tighten around him, her muscles spasming as she came. It was a feeling unlike anything he'd ever experienced, and it sent him hurtling over the edge as well.

Artoria's eyes went wide with surprise as she felt his twisted inside her, filling her up in a way that was both foreign and incredibly satisfying. She'd never felt anything so intense, so raw. It was as if their very souls were melding together, becoming one as their bodies did the same.

Her orgasm continued to crash over her, She could feel the warmth spreading through her, a feeling that was at once terrifying and incredibly erotic. Her hips moved of their own accord, her body desperate to milk every last drop from him.

Ritsuka's eyes widened, watching her ride out her climax. He felt a strange mix of pride and awe at her beauty in that moment. Her breasts bounced with every movement, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps that only served to turn him on even more. He was lost in the moment, unable to think of anything but the way her pussy was clenching around him.

Finally, her movements grew more erratic, her hips jerking as she reached her peak. Ritsuka couldn't hold back any longer, and with a low groan, he pushed deep into her, his dick brushing against her cervix and releasing his seed. The sensation of his seed filling her unprotected womb only serving to intensify the pleasure. The sensation was indescribable, and he felt like he was coming home as he filled her with his essence. Artoria's eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent scream as she felt him fill her completely.

He felt her insides tighten around him, her body desperately trying to keep him inside her as he emptied himself.

Ritsuka remained still, his cock buried deep within Artoria's trembling body, until the final spasms of pleasure subsided. His breaths were shallow, his heart racing as he looked down at her. The sight of his cum slowly seeping out of her and down her inner thighs was incredibly arousing, making his cock twitch with the desire to plunge back in and claim her once more.

Ritsuka stayed inside her until he regained his senses after his climax and he pulled out, some of his milky white seed flowing out with his cock and dribbling down her skin, the dazed bunny shivered at the feeling of being empty again,her chest heaving as she caught her breath.

He watched her with a soft smile, his eyes filled with love and adoration. She looked back at him, her eyes glazed with satisfaction and love. They shared a moment of silence, their bodies still entwined as their hearts raced in time with one another.

Ritsuka sat down beside her and watched as Artoria climbed atop him, straddling his lap and looking at him with half lidded eyes, she pressed her lips against his in a deep kiss, that he reciprocated, the two of them spending the next few minutes absent mindedly making out.

Feeling a familiar heat return to her core, Artoria broke off from him and looked into his eyes as she grinded against him , "Ritsuka, I need more," she whined before getting off his lap and kneeling down between his legs.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she took his half erect cock in her sleeved hands, rubbing it against her cheek like it was a cherished toy. The fabric of the bunny costume was still wet with her juices, adding an extra layer of sensation as she caressed him. Ritsuka watched her, his eyes glazed over with lust as she looked up at him, her smile both innocent and seductive.

Without breaking eye contact, Artoria leaned in and kissed the tip of his cock, her soft, plush lips a stark contrast to the firmness of his shaft. She licked around the head, her tongue tracing the slit before taking him fully into her mouth. Ritsuka couldn't help but groan at the feeling of her wet warmth surrounding him.

Her sleeves fluttered around them, framing the erotic sight of her worshiping his cock with her mouth. She moved her head up and down, taking him deeper with each motion. Her eyes never left his, the cute smile playing on her lips as she pleasured him. Her cheeks hollowed out, and the sounds of her sucking and his cock sliding against her wet mouth were the only noises in the room.

Ritsuka who was watching intently as she kissed her way down his cock before licking back up to the head, she kept eyes contact with him as she took him into her mouth, her tongue licking and cleaning his cock,the wet appendage sometimes flicking out of her O shaped mouth as she blew him.

Ritsuka dick quickly became fully erect within her mouth from her efforts, Artoria hummed happily at the feeling of his length filling her mouth and bobbed her head, making wet noises as she moved her mouth up and down his shaft before pushing her head down deepthroating his cock and causing him to breathlessly gasp as he feels his cock tickle the back of her throat.

"Ooh gods," Ritsuka groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as Artoria took him all in. She had always been a good learner, but seeing her take control like this was driving him wild, the blonde haired bunny's throat muscles squeezing his length while her tongue licked and sucked his shaft leaving him breathless. He could feel his balls tightening, and knew that it wouldn't be long before he came again.

But Artoria had other plans. After a couple more bobs of her head, she took her lips off his cock with an audible pop, leaving it glistening with her saliva. Ritsuka whined indignantly at the sudden absence of warmth, his cock pulsing with the need for more.

"What's wrong, master?" Artoria asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She could see the confusion and desire on his face, and it only made her smile grow wider.

"You stopped," Ritsuka murmured, his voice laced with need. "Why?"

"Sorry, Ritsuka," Artoria giggled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. The blonde haired bunny climbed onto his lap, straddling him again "I just wanted to feel you again, like this." She straddled him once more, the wetness of her pussy coating his cock as she slid along his length. He groaned, the sensation of her slick heat against him driving him wild. "You're so hard," she whispered, her voice a sweet caress against his ear.

With a grace that belied her inexperience, she positioned herself over him, her hands gripping the bedpost for balance. "Now, let's do it again," she murmured, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Ritsuka's heart raced as he watched her, his cock pulsing with anticipation.

Slowly, Artoria lowered herself onto him, her folds parting around his length. The wetness from her pussy coated his cock, making the initial entry smooth and easy. She gasped as she felt him fill her again, her muscles stretching around him. Ritsuka's eyes never left hers, the intensity of the moment making his chest tighten.

"There, now you're ready to go again," Artoria whispered, her voice barely above a breath. She began to rock her hips, sliding herself up and down his shaft, her movements fluid and sure. Each stroke brought a new wave of pleasure, and she couldn't help but moan with every thrust.

Artoria's face contorted into an expression of pure pleasure, her mouth open in a silent scream as a shiver ran up her spine at the feeling his cock kissing her Cervix with every thrust.

"Ahh, yes," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper as she leaned back, giving him a better angle to hit her g-spot. Her hands gripped the bedpost tightly, her knuckles white with the effort of holding on. "You feel so good, Ritsuka."

He watched her, his eyes dark blue with lust, as she rode him. Her breasts bounced with every movement, her nipples still hard from his earlier attentions. Her pussy was like a warm, wet glove, squeezing him with each stroke, and he could feel his orgasm building once again.

Ritsuka rolled his hips, groaning pleasantly. "Yeah," he whispered into her ear, "best wife, I just wanna keep fucking you forever." The words sent a shiver through Artoria's body, and she picked up the pace, her hips moving faster and faster.

Artoria's cheeks were a deep shade of red, a stark contrast against the stark whiteness of her neck. Her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to keep her whimpers in, but they slipped out regardless, a symphony of pleasure that painted a picture of just how much she enjoyed their lovemaking. Her breasts bounced with each movement, her nipples stiff and sensitive to the cool air in the room.

Artoria flushed redder, a small whimper fleeing her lips, "stop saying things like that, it's embarrassing".

Ritsuka only chuckled at her demure response, leaning forward and pecking her on the lips.

Artoria responded the kiss before placing her hands on his shoulders and leaning back, slowly raising her hips before sliding down his cock again,repeating the motion and making them both groan in pleasure before coming to a stop.

"this feeling is nice but I think it would be better like this,"

She smiled cheekily as she rose off him until only the tip was left inside her, smiling wider when she took her hands off his shoulders and brought them up to her forehead, imitating bunny ears before she dropped her hips again, plunging down his cock and repeating the motion.

"Hah see I'm hopping like a bunny ooh~," Artoria's words devolve into a loud moan as Ritsuka's cock spears into her sensitive inside, melting her mind.

"Artoria," Ritsuka grabs the bouncing bunny's hips, helping guide her onto his dick with each bounce, he focused on the hypnotic way her breasts bounced with the rise and fall of her body while trying to resist the urge to cum again, her vigorous movements stimulating his already sensitive shaft burning his stamina.

"hop hop" Artoria giggled as she bounced on his cock.

Ritsuka decided to take things a bit further by bucking his hips, rising to meet the bouncing bunny as she falls, hitting her deeply incredibly quickly, Artoria's mind flashing white as the tip knocks against her cervix forcing her to fight back her orgasm.

"Ahh," Artoria paused her bouncing, twitching as she pushed back her climax in favour of experiencing more pleasure first which gave Ritsuka an opportunity to take control.

"Artoria"

"hm, yea-wha!"

The blonde haired bunny let out a surprised yelp when Ritsuka stood up, forcing her to wrap her arms and legs around him lest she fall down.

"Ritsuka?" she groaned in a questioning tone, he only responded by grinning as his hands moved to her ass, squeezing her cheeks before he bucked his hips thrusting into her at a blistering pace.

"mnahh," Artoria let out a rising moan at the way his length pistoned against her sensitive walls, the speed of his cock pounding into her dizzying.

Ritsuka adjusted his grip on her, using his left arm to hold her from below essentially turning his arm into a seat while the his right arm wrapped around her middle pulling her closer and making it easier to fuck her even faster.

"ha aah oh my god ooh!" Artoria became a mewling mess in the Ritsuka arms, her mind and body unraveling as he repeatedly thrusted up into her pussy like a jackhammer hitting her the entrance to her womb with each roll of his hips, sending electric waves of pleasure through her body.

Artoria's eyes dilated and her tongue lolled out as her mind melted from the fast sex, Ritsuka takes this as an invitation to kiss her, muffling the lewd noises she was making.

The combined feeling of the Ritsuka cock pushing against her cervix and his tongue rolling in her mouth stealing her breath was too much for the bunny girl, her muscles tighten, arms and legs clinging to his body in a vice like grip while her folds do the same to his cock, Artoria squirms in his embrace as she came, honey dripping down his length, her eyes rolling back from the feeling of her orgasm and the lack of oxygen as she refused to stop kissing him.

Ritsuka grits his teeth against her mouth, the searing heat of her pussy strangling his cock sending him close to the edge, his thrusts become shorter and faster as he chases his own climax, the honey flowing out of her folds allowing him to move at a mind-blowing pace.

"mmphh, mmmnn"

Artoria moaned into his mouth repeatedly as he kept pounding, her pussy sensitive from just orgasming meant each thrust into her sent mind melting waves of pleasure through her body which triggers a second smaller orgasm that is made better when his thick seed erupts out of his cock shooting inside, his cum pooling into her and dyeing her insides white.

Ritsuka's knees buckled and he fell back onto the couch clinging on to Artoria who was groaning breathlessly, her head swaying in a daze before coming to rest in the crook of her lover's neck.

The two lovers stayed in their embrace, taking a minute to catch their breaths, the only movement being their chests rising and falling against each other.

"Hey, we should probably move," Ritsuka whispered in Artoria's ear, his breath tickling the sensitive skin of her neck. She leaned back, a lazy smile on her lips as she looked up at him.

"Why, we're fine here," she murmured, her voice slightly muffled by his neck. Her eyes fluttered closed as she nuzzled into his warm embrace, the sticky mess of their love making sticking their skin together.

Ritsuka chuckled, his cock still semi-hard and sensitive to the cool air of the room. "But Artoria, your bed is so much more comfortable, See, my bed covered in our love juices." he said, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine. She could feel his warm breath against her neck, sending goosebumps racing across her skin.

Artoria nodded, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Very well," she said, her voice a breathy whisper. "then let's go to my room. I had big bed after all." She looked down at the bed, their love juices staining the sheets, a testament to the passion they had just shared.

Ritsuka nodded in agreement, his own smile matching hers. He set her down gently, his cock still half-hard as it slapped against his thigh. He couldn't help but admire the view as she gracefully slid off of him, her legs wobbly and her skin glowing with a sheen of sweat.

With her affirmation Ritsuka stood up with Artoria sliding off his lap, her legs buckled as she landed on the ground forcing her to grab his arm and lean on him to stay upright. "Are you alright?" he questioned, grabbing her shoulder to keep her steady and shooting her a look of concern.

Artoria chuckled, a light blush dusting her cheeks, "Aha, I'm fine, you just fucked me a bit hard is all, Master" she assured him, regaining her balance although still being slightly unsteady.

Ritsuka smirked, "Is that an apology, my love?" He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently, his thumb brushing the side of her cheek.

"It's more of an acknowledgment of your... enthusiasm," Artoria replied, her cheeks a delightful shade of pink. Despite her teasing tone, the way she melted into his embrace spoke volumes about her own satisfaction.

"Ok then," he let that information sit for a second before cleaning the room quickly and pulling his pants back up.

"Still I'm not sure if I can walk to my room, you'll need to carry me," Artoria cheekily smiled as she held her arms towards him.

"Okay I will carry you then" Ritsuka picked the blonde haired bunny up, holding her in a way so it looked like she was sitting in his arms. The blonde girl blushed at her lover.

Ritsuka chuckled as he scooped her up, cradling her in his arms as if she were made of the finest porcelain. Artoria's body felt incredibly warm and lively against his, her breaths coming out in short, happy pants as she buried her face in his neck. Her bunny ears twitched with every beat of her heart, brushing against his skin in a way that was both ticklish and oddly comforting.

He walked to the door, Artoria doing him the favour of unlocking it while in his arms, they quickly checked to see if anyone was around.

Fortunately it was late night enough that most wouldn't be looking for the Ritsuka and so with the coast clear before he quickly walked the short distance to Artoria room.

Pushing the door open with his foot, the Ritsuka carried Artoria to her bed and carefully placed her on it, the blonde bunny girl quietly giggling all the while.

He quickly locks the door securing their privacy before returning to his bedroom, when he gets back he freezes when he sees the position Artoria's in.

The blonde haired bunny had quickly wriggled out of the stocking while he locked the door, helped by how torn apart it was, now she was on all fours, her bare stern facing him with one of her arms reaching around clenching a butt cheek to present her dripping pussy to him.

Artoria had a giddy smile on her face as she looked at him over her shoulder, "we really will be like bunnies if we do it like this" she giggled, shaking her cute butt in order to tempt him.

"Well, if that's how you want it," Ritsuka smirked, his eyes dark with desire as he took in the view of her round ass and glistening folds.

Her position woke something primal within Ritsuka, and he couldn't resist her temptation. With two swift strides, he closed the gap between them, his movements fluid and purposeful. He tore off his shirt, revealing his muscular torso glistening with sweat. The fabric fluttered to the floor as he approached the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. Artoria's gaze dropped to his erect cock, standing tall and proud, and she couldn't help but lick her lips in anticipation.

Positioning himself behind her, Ritsuka took a moment to appreciate the sight of her: her round, plush ass begging for his touch, her pussy dripping with her juices, and her bunny tail waving in the air. He knelt down, his cock bobbing with excitement as he brought his hand to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze before his fingers slid between her cheeks to find her tight, puckered hole. His cock throbbed painfully after ejaculating twice. She tensed for a moment, her mewl of surprise quickly morphing into a breathless moan as he pushed inside her.

Her tightness was a stark contrast to the wet warmth of her pussy, and he had to bite back a groan at the sensation. He spread her cheeks apart, his thumb playing with her hole as he lined up his cock with her entrance. With one hand firmly on her hip to steady her, he thrust forward, his dick sliding in easily despite her tightness. Artoria's eyes widened, and she let out a gasp as he filled her to the hilt, her walls stretching to accommodate his thickness.

Ritsuka wasted no time in setting a furious pace, his hips smacking against her ass with each powerful thrust. She mewled and whimpered, her body moving with him, trying to keep up with the punishing rhythm. Her pussy was so wet that it was making squelching sounds with each plunge, and Ritsuka couldn't help but feel a primal satisfaction at the way she was responding to him.

Her breasts bounced with each movement, her bunny costume jostling around them as she was pounded into the mattress. The sight of her taking him so eagerly, her body moving in sync with his own, was almost too much for Ritsuka to handle. He gripped her hips tightly, pulling her back onto him as he pushed in, making sure every inch of his cock was buried deep inside her.

Artoria gripped the sheets as she was railed, Ritsuka's rough fucking threatening to send her over the edge, a gasping cry escaping her as each thrust knocked the air from her lungs making her elbows and knees buckle.

"Aha, don't stop, Ritsuka," she moaned loudly, her body addicted to the feeling of his cock pounding into her depths. Each stroke was sending waves of pleasure through her, and she could feel another orgasm building in her core, demanding release. She pushed back against him, eager to feel that explosion of ecstasy.

Ritsuka groaned in response, his own desires spiraling out of control. The tight grip of Artoria's pussy was driving him wild, and he knew he couldn't last much longer. He felt her body tighten around him, her inner walls clenching his shaft as if trying to keep him inside. It was maddening, the most exquisite torture.

The pressure in his balls was reaching a crescendo, and he knew he was going to explode. He leaned over her, one hand still firmly on her hip, the other reaching around to play with her clit as he increased his pace. The sensation was unbearable, and he could feel himself approaching the edge of his endurance.

With a final, guttural groan, Ritsuka's cock swelled to its maximum, the veins standing out in stark relief as he reached his climax. He slammed into her one last time, burying himself as deep as he could go, and the dam broke. His seed shot into her unprotected womb, filling her up with a warmth that seemed to reach every corner of her being. The feeling was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and relief that washed over him like a tidal wave.

Artoria's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open in a silent scream as she felt him pulse inside her. Her own orgasm washed over her in response, her pussy clamping down on him as her juices squirted out, drenching the bed beneath them. Her body spasmed with the intensity of it, her muscles tightening around his cock, milking him for every drop.

Ritsuka kept thrusting inside the bunny girl even as he came undone, with each thrust he unloaded more cum making her grow weaker, the first thrust making her arms and elbows give way so her chest was lying on the bed leaving her rear in the air, on the second thrust her knees give out letting her entire body lie on the bed, Ritsuka gave a third and final thrust prone boning her and depositing the last of his seed deep inside her.

He pulled out and watched as Artoria shuddered through the aftershocks of her orgasm, some of his semen spilling out of her pussy, a primal part of him was satisfied with the state he had left her, the bunny girl groaning quietly.

"I love you, Ritsuka," Artoria murmured, her voice a barely audible whisper as she collapsed onto the bed, her limbs sprawling out in a display of absolute surrender.

Ritsuka leaned over her, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. "I love you too, Artoria," he replied, his voice hoarse from his earlier exertions. He watched as her chest rose and fell, her breasts moving in a way that was hypnotizing. He couldn't help but admire the way her skin glistened with sweat and their combined juices, the way her chest heaved with each deep breath she took. It was a sight that never failed to arouse him.

With a gentle touch, Ritsuka reached out and stroked her back, tracing the curves of her spine with his fingertips. Artoria shivered under his touch, her body still sensitive and overstimulated from their intense lovemaking. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a contented sigh as she nestled closer to him, her head resting on his chest.

"You okay?" he managed to ask, his voice thick with exhaustion and emotion. He felt her nod against him, and her arms tightened around his waist in response.

Artoria groaned as she found her senses again, her cheek still flushed from their passionate exchange. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed over with a mix of pleasure and love. "Husband," she breathed, her voice a soft demand that sent a jolt through him. Ritsuka couldn't resist her, his body responding even though he thought he had nothing left to give. He leaned down and captured her lips in a deep, lingering kiss, their tongues dancing together as if in a silent conversation of love and need.

Her breath hitched as she felt him growing hard again, and she stretched her arms out towards him. Ritsuka chuckled, a sound that was both tired and incredibly aroused, as he wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her in close. The warmth of their skin pressing together was almost too much to handle, and he was surprised at how quickly his passion for her reignited.

With the sheets pulled up over them, creating a warm cocoon, they continued to explore each other's bodies, their movements slower and more deliberate than before. Each caress, each kiss, and each gentle thrust was filled with a deep, abiding love that seemed to resonate through the very fabric of the room.

As the night grew later, their passion grew, their bodies moving in a silent dance of desire. They were no longer just lovers but a single entity, bound together by love and lust. Artoria's fertile womb eagerly accepted Ritsuka's seed, the possibility of creating new life a heady aphrodisiac that fueled their love-making.

Finally, unable to keep their eyes open any longer, the couple succumbed to the gentle embrace of sleep with his cock inside her, their bodies entwined in a tapestry of passion. The soft sounds of their breathing melded together, creating a lullaby of love that filled the quiet room.

Unknown to them, deep within Artoria's body, the Ritsuka's sperm cells had found their way to her fertilized eggs, setting the stage for a new chapter in their lives. As they slept, their bond grew stronger, their love blossoming into something more profound than either of them could have ever imagined. The fate of the world outside their room was forgotten for a few hours as they reveled in the warmth of their shared passion and the promise of what was to come.

BB who watched everything simply smiled and said before leaving.

"You'll all thank me later Senpai, I promise~."