Summary: Midoriko needs to return to her village to attend a ceremony at the Shinto Shrine, but Kirinmaru hatches a wicked plan before she can make it back to the village.
As they leisurely strolled through the exquisite garden, bathed in the warm sunlight of a perfect day, Kirinmaru couldn't help but be captivated by the beauty of a lone red rose that caught his eye. Its velvety petals were a vibrant crimson, a hue that reminded him of the priestess who held his heart.
With a wordless gesture, Kirinmaru plucked the rose from its stem, his heart swelling with emotion. He held it out to Midoriko, who looked up at him with a smile that lit up her entire being, her eyes shimmering with love.
"For me?" Midoriko asked, her voice filled with a delightful mix of surprise and joy, as she took the rose from Kirinmaru's hand.
"Of course," Kirinmaru replied, his own smile widening as he gazed at her with tenderness. "This flower reminded me of you. Its radiance pales in comparison to your beauty."
Blushing at his words, the priestess brought the rose to her nose and inhaled its sweet fragrance, a rosy blush spreading across her cheeks. She looked back at Kirinmaru with gratitude and adoration, her voice a gentle whisper.
"Thank you, my dear," Midoriko murmured, her voice soft and overflowing with emotion. "I will cherish this flower you've given me, it holds the very essence of your love."
Kirinmaru's heart swelled with joy as he gazed at Midoriko, her beautiful smile lighting up his world. He was grateful for her unwavering appreciation of every little thing he did for her, and he couldn't resist leaning in closer to his beloved. With tender affection, he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, right where the crown adorned her brow.
As he pulled away from his tender kiss, Kirinmaru found himself unable to tear his gaze away from Midoriko's forehead...
Despite the many years they had spent together as lovers, he was still captivated by the majestic cross-shaped mark that resembled a crown, adorning her brow. It gleamed with an otherworldly radiance, its intricate and regal design leaving him in awe. It was a symbol of her divine status as a priestess, a manifestation of her spiritual power and authority. Its ornate details, crafted with utmost precision and artistry, spoke of her noble lineage and unwavering dedication to her sacred duties.
The Beast King's touch sent a shiver down Midoriko's spine as he took her hand in his, their fingers intertwining with a longing that spoke of their deep affection. They continued their stroll through the enchanted gardens, their steps guided by the love that bloomed between them.
"Where do you think we can go? I have to go back to the village right away, before sunset," Midoriko suddenly asked. She couldn't help but let her hands roam to Kirinmaru's strong arm, her touch igniting a primal passion in them both. Her mind was filled with thoughts of their imminent separation, as she had to go back to her village to participate in a priestess ceremony at the revered Shinto Shrine.
Kirinmaru, lost in his own thoughts, suddenly realized the situation. A mischievous grin spread across his lips as he looked at Midoriko, his eyes smoldering with desire. He had a wicked idea that could make them wait for the sunset much more enticing.
"I know a place where we can spend our time while waiting for sunset," he murmured huskily, stopping their progress and facing Midoriko with an impish expression.
Her curiosity piqued, Midoriko looked up at him, her heart skipping a beat. "Where?" she asked, breathless with anticipation.
With a predatory glint in his eyes, Kirinmaru's dark gaze bore into her, igniting a hunger deep within her. He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear, his voice a seductive purr.
"On my ship," he murmured.
His hand blazed a trail of scorching sensation down her back, eliciting delicious shivers that raced along her spine. His touch was electrifying, sending waves of desire crashing through her body, and she couldn't resist the intoxicating allure of his promise of sensual delights.
Her heart quickened, and her senses heightened, as she succumbed to the irresistible pull of Kirinmaru's dark and mysterious charms.
Midoriko's cheeks flushed with a heady mix of desire and excitement as she leaned closer to Kirinmaru, her body responding to his touch. The tension between them crackled with electrifying chemistry, and the thought of exploring the depths of passion with him sent her heart into a frenzy.
Without another word, Kirinmaru took Midoriko's hand and led her towards his ship, their senses heightened with an electric thrill of anticipation. Their bodies hummed with potent desire, fueled by the promise of an alluring escapade that would leave them craving for more, unable to resist the magnetic pull drawing them closer and closer to an unforgettable adventure that would awaken their deepest desires.
In the dimly lit ship captain's private cabin, Kirinmaru and priestess Midoriko were alone, consumed by their fiery desires. Their bodies entwined in a fervent embrace, igniting a sensual dance of lust and longing.
The Beast King's commanding, rough hand traced a path over Midoriko's luscious curves, igniting a hunger that surged through her veins. Her breath caught with each electrifying touch, her body arching into his caress, yearning for more.
Kirinmaru claimed her lips with a primal growl, his kiss burning with an insatiable hunger. Midoriko willingly surrendered, her body craving his commanding caress. Her pristine white robes lay discarded on the floor, leaving her bare and vulnerable to his touch. Her nails dug into his back, pulling him closer as his lips trailed a burning path along her neck and ears, sending shivers down her spine.
With a tantalizing flick of his expert tongue, Kirinmaru sought out Midoriko's taut, perky breast, his lips capturing her peaked nipple with a hunger that left her breathless.
"Ohhh..please, Kirinmaru. Don't stop..."
A guttural moan, raw with desire, escaped her lips as her body writhed beneath him, her senses overwhelmed by the symphony of pleasure that echoed through the private cabin.
Her body arched, breath hitching as Kirinmaru's teasing tongue danced around her taut nipples. Throbbing with desire, her nipples ached for his sinful mouth. Gasping, she felt the delicious mixture of pleasure and pain as his sharp fangs grazed her sensitive flesh. Despite the sharp nip of his fangs on her skin, the pleasurable pain heightened her arousal, unable to resist his intoxicating allure. Her pert breasts eagerly surrendered to his mouth, throbbing with need as he lavished them with his expert attention. Her body responded with slick arousal, her readiness for him undeniable.
Midoriko's moans grew louder, reverberating through the air, as she desperately clutched his bulging red hair, her back arching in ecstasy. Kirinmaru's skilled mouth explored every inch of her sensitive skin, sending waves of electric pleasure coursing through her body. She gasped and moaned, lost in the intoxicating sensations that consumed her, her body aching for more of his expert touch.
The tension crackled between them, igniting a fiery passion that consumed them both. The dangerous allure of the Beast King was evident as his lips and tongue worked their magic, teasing and tantalizing her with carnal expertise, leaving her begging for more. Midoriko's body arched and shuddered, her moans reaching a fever pitch as she surrendered herself to the unrelenting pleasure he unleashed upon her.
The cabin was filled with the symphony of their moans, as their passion escalated to a crescendo, reaching a feverish pitch of unbridled pleasure.
With hunger in his eyes, Kirinmaru's lips passionately devoured Midoriko's, their palpable passion evident as he effortlessly lifted her off the ground, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. They moved towards his master's bed, their mouths fused together in a torrid kiss that never broke, their bodies burning with longing.
On the plush mattress, Kirinmaru's hands began to explore Midoriko's curves with expertise, teasing her most sensitive spots and eliciting gasps of pleasure from her parted lips. She writhed beneath him, consumed by a scorching desire that left her breathless, her body arching with every tantalizing touch. The air crackled with their shared lust, as their tongues, lips, and roaming hands engaged in a seductive dance that pushed them to the edge of ecstasy.
They need to move faster, as Midoriko must return to the village for a ceremony. Kirinmaru penetrated her soaked core, igniting a fire that sent shivers down her spine. Their bodies merged in a wild frenzy of lust, moving in perfect synchronization like a primal dance of desire. Her cunt throbbed with arousal, craving Kirinmaru's throbbing, ample cock that filled her with an overwhelming sensation of ecstasy.
Their moans and cries echoed throughout the cabin of the ship as they moved together, punctuating their insatiable hunger for each other. The priestess could hardly believe that she was experiencing such carnal pleasure, as the demon lord took her to new heights she had never reached before. With each plunge and every delicious thrust from Kirinmaru, Midoriko's feminine walls clenched around him, yearning for more as their rhythm intensified, driving them both to the edge of rapture.
Their bodies moved with flawless synchronization, their passion engulfing them like a roaring inferno. They became entwined, slick with sweat, and consumed by frenzied desire, as they moved together in a primal rhythm that left them both panting and craving for more. Kirinmaru's expert touch ignited every nerve ending in Midoriko's body, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.
Every thrust.
Every moan.
Every gasp.
There was a symphony of passion; a symphony that only they could compose. They were entwined in a tangle of sheets and limbs, lost in a ravenous union that left them breathless and yearning for more.
Kirinmaru's body tensed in response to his own pleasure as he withdrew his throbbing cock from Midoriko's drenched cunt, releasing his hot, white fluid onto her soft, curvy stomach. It was their agreement, a ritual in which they indulged every time they shared an intimate moment, for they were not yet prepared to welcome the creation of new life into their realm.
Although Midoriko and Kirinmaru shared a passionate and taboo relationship, Midoriko's sense of duty as a priestess and her commitment to protecting her people took precedence. Similarly, Kirinmaru, as the Lord of the Eastern Land, also prioritized his responsibility to safeguard his territory.
With a sensual glide, Kirinmaru traced his pulsating manhood along the supple curves of Midoriko's feminine folds, reveling in the exquisite sensation that surged through him. Ahh, it felt so sinfully delicious to slide his hardness against his beloved's slickness, indulging in the raw intimacy of seeing her in all her naked glory.
He wondered if the villagers, especially the high priests, and priestesses, ever noticed their escapades. Voicing his concern to Midoriko, he asked, "Do the human villagers...and other high priests and priestesses in your village... suspect what we're doing?" His voice caught as he struggled to catch his breath, overwhelmed by the delightful release he had just experienced.
Midoriko couldn't resist the seductive smile playing on her lips as her wet and glistening core sinfully rubbed against Kirinmaru's throbbing cock, causing her to let out a soft moan. Her body was consumed by a primal hunger, a pure craving for her beloved. She yearned to feel his hardness, pressing against her soaking, needy core, igniting a fire deep within her.
"They don't suspect a thing," she whispered huskily, her voice dripping with desire as she looked into his eyes, her gaze smoldering with unbridled passion. "They have no idea what we do in these forbidden moments," she added, her words laced with a hint of naughtiness, sending shivers down his spine.
The thrill of their secret rendezvous, the forbidden pleasure of their lustful escapades, fueled their desire to indulge in each other without restraint, leaving them both craving for more of their deliciously forbidden encounters.
Kirinmaru's arousal intensified as he listened to Midoriko's words and caught sight of her beautiful face, accompanied by her soft, sweet moans. He eagerly thrust into her for the second time, their bodies moving in unison in a primal dance of lust. Midoriko's moans mingled with his grunts, their desire for each other igniting into a fiery inferno. They were bound by their agreement, their carnal connection driving them to new heights of ecstasy.
As Midoriko and Kirinmaru passionately embraced for the second time, she experienced a fiery surge of life coursing through her veins. Kirinmaru's skilled thrusts left her breathless with desire, her head spinning from the intensity of the moment. She could feel the heat building in her feminine walls as her beloved Beast King hit all the right spots, igniting a sudden combination of pleasure, an itch, and a tickle in her clit, and unleashing a primal hunger within her.
"Oh, God!" Midoriko moaned, tears welling up in her eyes from the overwhelming pleasure as Kirinmaru expertly pleasured her. His mastery of sensual pleasure was unparalleled, driving her wild with need. She was eager to match his every move, her hips moving in rhythm with his pulsating cock, desperate to satisfy the hunger in her wet and craving cunt.
Kirinmaru trembled in response to Midoriko's audacity as she pressed herself against him with aggression. He could feel her warm and slick center pushing against him, her body craving his touch. Unable to resist, he yielded to the urge to take her with increased intensity, his thrusts becoming more forceful, filling the private cabin with a symphony of intoxicating desire. He responded with primal intensity, driven by hunger as he thrust.
The cabin reverberated with the intense sounds of their bodies colliding, flesh against flesh, skin on skin, as their fiery encounter unfolded. The sensations only served to heighten their pleasure, intensifying the entire experience.
Midoriko and Kirinmaru were lost in their own world of carnal bliss, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they chased the pinnacle of ecstasy. The air was thick with their shared lust, the scent of sex permeating the room as they unleashed their deepest desires upon each other. At that moment, Midoriko felt truly alive, consumed by the overwhelming pleasure that Kirinmaru, the master of pleasure, had awakened within her.
Clutching onto each other, their bodies glistening with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps, they were two souls entwined in a forbidden love, their passion burning brightly despite the challenges they faced. As they reached the peak of pleasure together, their bodies convulsed in orgasmic bliss, and Kirinmaru once again spilled his seed onto Midoriko's curvaceous stomach.
Midoriko's breath hitched as she spoke in a hushed tone, "I never knew it could be like this," she whispered, her eyes smoldering with an intensity she had never experienced before.
Kirinmaru's gaze met hers, his own desire mirroring hers. He pulled her close, his touch igniting a fire within her. "Me neither," he murmured huskily, his lips brushing against hers in a searing kiss. His heart swelled with affection as he spoke, "This is the moment I treasure the most when we're together," his voice filled with emotions that overflowed for his beloved.
With a shared understanding, they knew they would continue their secret trysts, satisfying their desires in the shadows, as Midoriko continued to serve her people as the high priestess and Kirinmaru, the Beast King and Lord of the Eastern Land, remained resolute in protecting his realm. For now, their love remained a tantalizing secret, known only to them, as they explored the depths of their passion.
The ship chamber had transformed into a temple of unrestrained sensuality, where their forbidden love blazed with unbridled intensity, leaving them both consumed by an insatiable craving for more...
