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(3/3)
“Em?” Goro murmured.
I could feel myself going lightheaded and my body start to tingle. That damned Eiren, did she put an aphrodisiac in the pill as well? She had to have thought about it, she knows she has to reverse the dosage for me after all! Damnit now was not the time! Needed to think of something fast…
“Goro, move over!” I tell him, struggling my way under the blankets beside him.
He’s surprised at first and is about to say something, but I interject “I don’t want to conceive like this, and I don’t want to be apart from you right now, so I need you to help me handle this!” I hurriedly complain.
I position myself to face away from him and grab his hand, pulling him into a spooning position and guiding him under my dress to my sex.
“Just, just touch it okay.” I whimper.
He does. Gingerly, until I force his fingers with my own to enter it. The sensations tickle up my body and cause me to quietly moan as I feel him touch inside me.
“Rub it, please.” I tell him.
I was going to kill Eiren for this, that much was certain, but how many times? That I wasn’t sure about. I couldn’t think about that now with my body convulsing against his touch, amplified by whatever drug she laced that pill with.
With all the sudden sensations and his warmth against me I didn’t hold out for long, after all, when he was in a trance and sleeping, I hadn’t touched him except to bring him here. Shinmyoumaru told me it was a condition for hiding him here and I didn’t think much of it at the time, but I was cursing her now.
“Ahh, augh.” I cried, biting into a blanket to suppress my moans.
The orgasm felt painful at first, causing my body to jerk and flinch in strange ways, but the familiar wave of pleasure surged over it, stupefying my senses, and making me lose proper motor control.
Goro took his fingers out from my woman hood and examined it. In my haze, I saw the trail of fluids that came from it.
“Yeah.” I say. “You want to taste it?”
In a gesture that implied ‘no thanks’ he wiped it on the sheets and just put his hand across my stomach.
“You know Goro, I can feel it pressing against my back.”
“Yeah?” he says.
This idiot. Don’t make me spell it out.
“You can use my thighs, just make sure you take care of me to.” I offer.
Wordlessly, he shifts behind me until I feel something warm between my legs. His right hand finds it way back slowly into my crotch and he begins moving again.
The pleasure isn’t as intense, but I felt a serenity, like a oneness with Goro at that moment. I don’t know how to feel about something so sappy, it’s just I didn’t want it to end, and I wanted more.
“Goro, your other hand…” I said between moans.
Gently I guided his boney left hand under me, under my dress, under my bra, and felt it’s exoskeleton against my sensitive flesh. He got the message and started moving, feeling, pinching me, all the while pushing and touching me a little faster.
I could feel myself reaching my limit when the tiny door opened.
“Goro! I hear you finally woke up, I’m so glad to finally meet you!” Shinmyoumaru said.
I freeze and curse, but it’s too late, it only amplifies the incoming crash. I cry out without even biting into the sheet and Goro holds me tight to himself as the feelings take hold and peak over and over again.
Shinmyoumaru’s is stuck all the while, her friendly and enthusiastic expression stuck on her face, but the light completely dead in her eyes.
When I finally recover enough from the high, I toss a pillow in her direction.
“Do you mind!” I yell.
“Ah my deepest apologies, no, a thousand apologies!” She says, bowing formally before departing and closing the door.
“Seriously.” I sigh. Trying to get comfortable in the sheets. “You think the nurse would have dropped her a hint.”
“Mehm” Goro murmured, pulling me close.
I guess resting a little more was fine.

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Last plot relevant bit should be next post. But they'll probably be a fluff piece or two.

(1/2)
I, Shinmyoumaru Sukuna, was completely dumb founded.
“You did what?” I asked.
Seija sighed. “I beat a man half to death, saved his life cause’ the Shrine Maiden would kill me if I didn’t, worked with him for months, tricked him into wearing a cursed bracelet that’ll make his death horrid, and well…” She rubbed her eye.
“…forced myself on him and then forced him to come onto me.” She finished. “Now do you need the long version or the short version again? Time is of the essence here.” She said, grinding her teeth.
I exhaled. “Seija, what is your plan here?” I asked.
She looked at me confused. “I want your help finding him. It’s as I told you; Goro left the house and hasn’t returned since. He needs to take these pills made from my blood or he’ll die, I think we had three or five left and I’ve been searching for him for two days already.”
“No, I mean what do you plan to do after you find him?” I ask.
“Ah, well.” She thinks, rubbing her chin. “Probably torment him some more?”
“A moment.” I asked, taking a pillow from my bed, and screaming into it.
“You want help finding someone you almost murdered, then betrayed and cursed, and violated? So, what, you can mess with them more?!” I yell.
“Hey, he’ll die if I don’t find him!” Seija retorted.
‘She’s worse than the shrine maiden’ I thought.
What’s more, how could I tell if she was lying about the pills or not? I could go to Eientei myself to confirm, but if she wasn’t lying that would just waste valuable time.
If there was any truth in what she was saying, then I couldn’t just ignore her bullying the small for her own enjoyment! I had to save this man from the despair she caused him! But what if it was all just another con to get me in some wicked scheme? Where there any inconsistencies in her story?
“Have you investigated all of his known whereabouts?” I ask.
“Yea, I’ve been checking back at his house every day, the places we met clients, his favorite tea houses, restaurants, and the, uh, Myouren Temple.” She answered.
“So, you went to the Myouren Temple? Did you ask anyone there for help?”
“Of course! I’m not some fool.” She said, looking away from me.
“Seija…” I began. “You’re telling me you begrudgingly asked someone else for help before coming to me?”
“Yeah! Look, we’re wasting time. Can we save the interrogation for later?” Seija insisted.
I simply cross my arms, legs, and narrow my eyes.
“Okay, okay, I just flew around to see if he was there and kept searching. I’m too pressed for time is all!” She continued to insist.
I tap my finger on my arm impatiently.
“They’ll axe me, okay? I caused some trouble at that temple awhile back and if they see me, I’ll catch some Buddhist magic to the face, which I don’t have time for!” She spoke, clutching her dress.
“You would rather he die then rough up some Buddhists into forming a search party?” I said, raising an eyebrow. “Doesn’t sound very Seija to me.”
Seija began to shake, and her eyes darted in all sorts of directions as if she were looking for an escape route. Then she broke.
“Fine, you want to know why I’m not asking that witch hag and her goons for help?! It’s because they’ll take him away from me! That guy is always going on about how he doesn’t want to cause Hijiri trouble, and she treats Goro like he’s already in her twisted flock! She was just waiting for something bad to happen to him so she could catch and convert him, it’s what she does with all the tepid humans who are on edge about entering the temple! I bet she even plans these things I bet…” Her face was red with frustration and grief.
“…I’m just not giving him to her okay! She had her chance to stop me, and she didn’t, so he’s mine!” Seija said, with all the dignity of a spoiled brat.
I’m aware that I’m somewhat naïve, but if this was an act it was a good one.
“Seija, are you in love with this man, Goro?” I ask.
“Eh! What are you even asking me? I think I’m gonna be sick.” Seija replied, holding her head.
Disgust? Did that mean she was pleased? Wait, she did torture him half to death and absolutely betray his confidence, so being an Amanojaku…
“You’re so far head over heels you’ve flipped over!” I shout.
“Stop. Please.” She falls to her knees, trying to hold it in.
Even putting her being an Amanojaku aside, Seija was an egotist. She cared about her own power and entertainment most of all, for her to go so far for a single person was insane. I feel lightheaded.
“I’ve never seen a love this pure.” I say, embarrassed.