A/N: Flashback to the night before.
Hajime was standing in front of Sakura's room. He felt as if time stopped. The shift from a romantic night to a complete collapse of their relationship, made his stomach turn. He carefully pushed the door open, not wanting to wake Sakura up. The light was still on. Sakura was sleeping on her bed, her arms and legs were all over the place. Hajime turned it off and shut the door before going down the stairs to the living room.
He didn't deserve the comfort of a bed. Only the moonlight guided his way as he collapsed on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, thinking about Aveline. To go back and tell her or risk losing her for good.
A glass shattered, echoing through the living room, jolting Hajime out of his thoughts. A bolt of adrenaline shot through his veins. He gathered his mana and walked towards the kitchen.
He peaked in and saw a black-haired figure hunched over the kitchen countertop. She grabbed a broom and swept up the glass.
"Veloria?"
"Fuck, you scared me Hajime."
"What are you doing here?" he grabbed a towel and helped her.
"Shouldn't you be with Sakura?"
He twisted the towel in the sink. The smell of dry blueberries filled the air.
"I'd rather not talk about it."
Veloria threw the glass into a trashcan.
"Don't tell my sister."
"Do you have any more?"
Veloria nodded and grabbed another bottle of wine. Hajime raised an eyebrow. She poured him a glass.
"Do you like wine?"
Hajime took a sip, "I've never had it before."
"It's bitter at first but it gets better, wait till you get to the taste of blackberries and then raspberries, but most importantly the hint of vanilla."
"You know a lot about wine."
She poured herself another glass of wine.
"Unfortunately."
The moon shone into the kitchen, illuminating their faces, giving off a natural light that resembled the candle. Veloria took another sip before she tapped on the wine bottle.
"Hajime."
He met her eyes.
"Want to get drunk?"
Hajime stared at his glass, "Why not."
Veloria smiled as she raised her glass and they both toasted. Veloria gulped down her wine in one swig and refilled it. Hajime raised his eyebrows before copying her.
After a few bottles, they wobbled their way to the living room, each holding a bottle in their hands. The room was a bit blurry, but Hajime managed to find the sofa. They both fell onto the couch, laying back, their shoulders touching.
"S-sso why are y-ou getting drunk?" Veloria asked.
"You can't possibly be drunk already," he replied, staring at the chandelier, or at least where he thought it was.
"I'm not," she hiccuped.
They both laughed and fell back, looking at the ceiling. Veloria slammed her head on his stomach.
"You're a jerk."
"I know."
"Spill."
He pinched her cheek, "You first."
"The plan, you never told me."
Hajime shrugged, "I messed up."
She snorted and started giggling.
"Like how?"
"I told Aveline, I wanted to bond with Calantha."
"HA."
Hajime poked her.
"Jerk," she swatted his hand
"So what are you doing down here?" he asked.
Veloria wiggled on his stomach as she searched for a more comfortable spot.
"Alcohol makes the pain go away."
Hajime nodded.
"The pain of not knowing a certain plan. It's a dick move to keep a woman waiting."
"Veloria."
"Spill. Now."
Hajime held strong eye contact with her. Don't reveal the plan, he thought.
"Fall in love with you and have sex."
Veloria burst into laughter.
"Really, sex is that good."
Hajime rolled his eyes at her, "You're a virgin."
She pinched him back, "Not all of us want to lose our mana or die."
"Fair."
She took another sip of her wine.
"Do you find me beautiful? With short hair? These clothes?"
He stroked her hair. The smell of oranges lingered in the air.
"Of course." he smiled.
Her cheeks reddened.
"If I have sex with you, will you protect me and my sister?"
A sigh left Hajime's mouth, "I'm too drunk for this."
"Will you?"
"Yeah."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Then let's head to my room."
They made their way up the stairs and stopped in front of a room. Veloria's room. Hajime fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. Nervous? Excited? Drunk? Hajime couldn't tell. Veloria walked in and grabbed his hand, pulling him inside and locking the door. He gulped as he took in her room, the little things: her crown, her diary, the water on her bedside table.
Veloria stood in front of her bed, nervously staring at Hajime, twirling a strand of her short hair around her index.
"K-kiss me."
The last of Hajime's resistance melted away at her request. He didn't hesitate; he wanted her, her soft skin, her wonderful voice, her exotic eyes. He pulled her to his chest and held her head, tilting his head and kissing her, one hand caressing the small of her back, the other brushing through her black hair, every touch sent shivers down her spine. She gasped for breath.
"I'll take these."
He pulled up her pajama shirt and threw it behind him. She wrapped her arms around her bare breasts.
"Don't stare."
He lifted her and placed her on the bed, and kicked off his clothes. Veloria bit her lip and moved her arms. Her nipples stood erect.
"Beautiful."
"Shut up."
Her left nipple fit in Hajime's mouth perfectly while he teased her other breast with his free hand, softly playing with it, twisting the nipple around. He savored her body. It was small yet slim, curvy, perfect. A moan left Veloria's lips as Hajime slowly moved his tongue around the tip, grazing it with his teeth.
With a pop, Veloria's nipple left Hajime's mouth. She breathed heavily and relaxed on her back as she looked up at the ceiling.
"Hey, you didn't even-" she swallowed.
Her pajama pants and panties vanished as if they never existed.
"Thanks for the meal."
"The what- OH GOD."
Veloria screamed, grabbing a pillow and squeezing it to death. She leaned her head back and moaned. He licked her jewel.
"D-did you j-ust." she panted.
He held her thighs and went in again. Licking and sucking, filling his mouth with her nectar. His tongue reached further each time, touching her entrance, entering. Her folds trembled around Hajime's tongue, tightening around it. He rubbed the pads of his finger over her pearl and a surge of pleasure rushed through her body.
Veloria's breathing quickened as her hips squirmed and her mind exploded into a million fragments. Pleasure rocked her tiny body, her thighs trembling, her eyes rolling back.
"How does it feel?"
"T-that was a-amazing."
Veloria giggled as she squirmed from the sensitivity.
"I think it's time for my turn."
He pointed to his manhood. Veloria gulped.
"Will it fit?"
Hajime chuckled.
"Let's try."
Hajime positioned his member over Veloria's sheath. He rubbed his tip on her tender folds, watching her pupils dilate as pleasure flowed through her.
"Breath."
She obediently followed his command and Hajime grabbed her hips and slowly slid his penis inside her. An agonizing and delicious sensation shot through Veloria's body. She cried, she whined, she bit her lip, and her nails dug into the sheets.
"Perfect."
Hajime slowly thrust his dick. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through her body. From her fingers, to her toes, to her g-spot, each time Hajime's shaft touched her innermost depths. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him close.
"Fuck."
He increased his pace. He pounded her, her folds squelching, clamping onto his throbbing flesh. He placed her legs on his shoulders and pushed the crown of his cock into her womb. She buried her face into his shoulder.
"Harder. Make me forget."
"Veloria."
His member slid out. He lifted her before positioning her on his lap. She wrapped her legs around his waist and slid his length between her folds, grinding her clit against his tip, her fluids wetting it. He kissed her and she grabbed the back of his head.
"Push me down."
He impaled her on his rod until it reached her womb. She trembled.
"Yessss."
Her walls tightened. Hajime grabbed her ass and squeezed it. Veloria bit his shoulder.
"F-faster. Please."
He answered her plea without hesitation. Pounding her. Relishing in her screams, her gasps, her moans.
"Ahhh, don't stop."
The speed and sounds escalated. A symphony of sex. Sweat dripping, lips connecting, tongues dancing. Hajime couldn't control himself. A primal desire released itself upon her body. Her insides greedily devoured his girth, the shaft sliding in and out, her fluids coating it.
"Something's happening."
"Cum with me."
Their breathing became one. Their heartbeats matched and their minds exploded as her walls squeezed his shaft. He felt a burst of pleasure in his loins and they rode each other's orgasms. Veloria's womb drank his milk.
"Fuck."
She collapsed onto him and he stroked her hair. Soon after they both fell asleep, Hajime still inside of Veloria.