112Black cat chapter epilouge 1 This chapter is RATED M! You have been warned. I wasn't sure if I should put this in the one shot collections but I didn't want people who wanted to read this to miss out on it. So here you are.
I'm not very good at writing things like this but I hope it's passable. Anyways enjoy!
Epilogue: Roze
3rd POV
"Out of the way!"
A large man ran recklessly through the crowd, roughly shoving anyone to the ground unfortunate enough to not head his warning. He panted heavily, eyes darting all around in search of something. However, as the commotion got bigger and people began noticing what was happening some of them screamed. Why wouldn't they. There was a 6 foot man, weighed down with hulking muscles with a large scorpion tattoo displayed on his arm. Anyone who saw this would recognize this man; The Scorpion. A ruthless serial killer who hunted any time of the day and preyed on helpless female victims. His victim count was 24 women. But now instead of prowling for his next prey he was running as though the devil was on his heals. There were shouts for someone to call the police and the man scoffed, quickly turning into an alley way. He continued to run through the back roads, completely missing the shadows that easily followed him.
Eventually he came to a dead end. "Shit!"
"Well that's not a very nice word."
Scorpion whirled around to see a pair of golden cat-like eyes grinning at him. A shadow blanketed his face, making the glow from his eyes appear like something out of a nightmare. In his right hand was a black gun with the roman numeral for 13 carved on it's side.
"Fuck you!" Scorpion growled and raised his fist for a fight. "Do you really think you can beat me?! I am The Scorpion! No little cat is going to stop me!"
"Says the one running away like a coward."
A vein protruded from Scorpion's temple, as his face turned red with anger. "I'll show you a coward!"
However, before this fight could start another shadow dropped down from above. Silver hair fluttered about with the petite figure's descent; clearly a woman. Her leg was extended out and as she came down landed a heavy blow to Scorpion's head, slamming his ruthlessly into the cement. The large man stood no chance and was instantly out cold. The girl slowly stood up before whirling around to the first boy while wearing a smug grin.
"I win, Train."
Roze's POV
The boy chuckled finally stepping out of the shadows until he was right in front of me. He stared down at the me with a look of what could be called pity. "Dear, Snow White. You forgot the rules of the game. It was first to apprehend the criminal is the winner, and I think that victory goes to me."
My confidence didn't falter as I took a step closer so that our chests were just barely brushing against each others, "Sorry Train, but guess again. You cornered him. I was the one who took him out." I placed a foot on the fallen man's back, my grin widening, "So I think the victory for this goes to me. But thanks for the assist." I gave his shoulder a slight pat, my own shaking from trying to hold back my laughter at his dejected face.
"That's not playing fair, Snow White."
"Who said I was fair?"
"I think we both known who really won here."
"Yeah. Me and my ax kick."
"Come on, don't do this."
"I'm sorry Train but a deals a deal."
"But there's a new special today!"
"I don't care."
"But, Snow White!"
"I'm tired of eating burgers, Train!"
Before hunting down our target the two of us made a bet. The people who could take out and apprehend the target first would be able to choose what we eat for dinner tonight. I was the one who came up with this idea because for the past 5 days since coming to this town we ate only one thing: burgers. Train was suddenly obsessed with them. This town had all sorts of different kinds that even if you ate them everyday for a month, you still wouldn't have had every one they offered. Yet Train was trying to make that happen within a week. I couldn't stomach eating another burger for dinner. I wanted something else. Anything else. So I made this bet, hoping beyond hope that I would win, and luckily I did!
"You'll just have to suck it up! Tonight we're eating Indian food! I really want some good curry!"
Behind me Train groaned as I left him to drag Scorpion back to the main streets so the police can get him.
A full 2 month has passed since we took down Eden, and since Train and I went off on our own. Since then we've been simply traveling to any place we wanted. We still did our jobs as Sweepers, but unfortunately we haven't ran into Sven, Eve or Rinslit. We also haven't gone back to see Annette either. But just because we haven't seen them didn't mean we haven't been in touch. Train still had his phone so I would call Sven every so often to let him know we were ok. Of course he was pretty angry that we left without saying anything but also understood that we needed this. A chance to enjoy our freedom on our own terms. He also told us that we'd always be welcomed if we every wanted to come back. Eve was also doing well and when I did call I ended up spending most of my time talking with her. I didn't call Renslit as much, but it seemed like every time I did I heard Jenos' voice in the background. Guess things were going pretty well between the two of them.
Another person I would sometimes call was, believe it or not, Echidna. A month after we took down Eden, Echidna appeared before us using her gate ability. She looked different. Nicer and more happier than before. She stayed long enough to only slip me a piece of paper, and then leaving with the words 'We'll be waiting'. On the paper was a phone number. I was nervous to call at first but when I finally did I was glad. Creed never did say much, but would always listen to me babble on about the most recent job Train and I finished. I knew he was ready to hang up when he would say my name with a tired sigh. I liked to think he enjoyed this as much as I did since he never rejected when I called. When I spoke to Echidna she was a bit more forthcoming with conversation. It was a small step, but a step none the less.
"What are you going to do with this?" Train, who had finished his dinner and had taken up playing in my hair, asked.
"Don't like it?" I hadn't had it cut since before we destroyed Eden so it had grown down to my mid back, much like back when we were in Chrono.
"I guess I'm just used to your short hair. It doesn't get in the way?"
"No not really."
"By the way, the next place we're heading to is a coast town. They'll have a beach that we can go to."
My eyes widened and grin hit my face, unable to hit how happy that made me. "Seriously!? We haven't been anywhere near one in two months!"
"I thought we'd get a chance to hit one up earlier, but it didn't work out that way. But it'd only be a three day journey on foot, and ever since Eden we haven't exactly taken a break. Most importantly you wanted to go after everything was over. I think we've made enough to spare about a week of lazing around, don't you think?"
I pulled him into a hug crying 'thank you' over and over again. I couldn't wait to finally enjoy some beach time. And he was right. After leaving Sven we didn't have any money so we had to find a job a fast. Since then we've been doing nothing but working to earn and save money. Spending a whole week doing nothing but relaxing on the beach was a dream come true! I was so excited that I couldn't stop talking about all the things we should try to do during the break. Hopefully there would be other things to do at the town after we've had our full of the shore.
I quickly finished up and we paid before heading back to the inn we've been staying at since we've gotten here. We shared a single room, and though I was embarrassed to share a room at first, I quickly got over it. It wasn't like it was the first time, but every time we were alone in a room together my imagination couldn't help but go crazy. Especially, since Train wasn't shy when it came to kissing even when we were out in public, but I have to admit I enjoyed being publicly affectionate. It took some getting over my initial shyness from kissing in public but Train would often surprise me so often with a kiss, that I had no choice but to get used to it. According to him he only did it when I looked cute, which for him was always. However, Train's public kisses and private kisses were two completely different things. In public they were soft gentle kisses. Ones that filled me with butterflies and left me lovesick. While there may be many, they never lasted for very long and never went further than a chaste kiss. He may tickle the back of my hand, or rub his thumb against my cheek, but that was as far as he would go.
His private kisses left me breathless, and in tatters. There were no butterflies, only painful knots and a burning in my gut that made me yearn for something more. He tongue was much more active, often coaxing mine to play and I happily let it. These kisses would last long into the night, until the both of us either fell asleep or Train would finally break away and head for the bathroom. These kisses happened most nights, and they all started the same way. He would call me by that silly little nickname he gave me, voice low and soft, sending goose bumps down my arms and back as I anticipated what was to come. Tonight was no different. He held out his hand with an inviting smile, and bewitching honey'd eyes that narrowed in pleasure when I carefully laid my hand in his.
The atmosphere was thick with tension and frustration, but also love and trust. It made my head spin, so I was glad when Train laid me down on our bed and he climbed on top of me on all fours. A familiar position that trapped me under him. But I was a willing prisoner. He dropped down onto his elbows and put his weight on his right side so he could use his other and to comb through my hair.
"On second thought, you should keep the long hair. I quite like how it looks fanned out like this." His breath was warm against my lips. Why was he talking now? I wanted him to kiss me. Train chuckled softly, my thoughts must have come through to my face.
"You're a bit impatient tonight."
I pouted more while wrapping my arms around his neck, "Because you don't usually take this long to get started."
"Do you like my kisses that much?"
"That grin is ruining the mood."
"What grin are you talking about?"
"Tra-"
My whine was cut short as he finally closed the distance and kissed me like I wanted. I sighed happily, tightening my grip around him and pulling his face closer. True to his pattern his tongue didn't wait long before joining in. He knew the inside of my mouth like the back of his hand by now, and knew exactly how to make me a moaning mess. He brushed sensually over my tongue and along the roof of my mouth, the sensation making me tremble and moan for him. Teeth soon joined his tongue and he nibbled along my bottom lip, alternatively pulling with his teeth and sucking them. I let out a shaky breath and gave a kitten lick at his top lip to coax his tongue back into my mouth. He gave a throaty chuckle before practically shoving it down my throat.
A happy mewl followed and I wrapped around his tongue to gently suck on it. I wanted to drown in Train's addictive taste. He was the only thing I could think about. The only thing I could feel. His smell and heat wrapped around me. He finally pulled away, a thin string of our saliva briefly connecting us. I opened my eyes to see his heated gaze and ruddy complexion, completed with a cocky smirk. His look went straight to my gut and had me whining softly. My eyes dropped down to his lips still wet from our previous kiss. I want it again. Train's kisses were like a drug I couldn't get enough of.
"Don't stop." I muttered without thinking trying to pull him back down.
"I assure that's not in the plans tonight, Roze." Train ran his thumb along my lips, lingering only for a moment before his hands brushed lightly down my neck. The barely there touch made me shiver beneath him, to which he hummed in appreciation. Though his hand continued it's path down until it rested on my hip, his lips found my neck leaving behind searing kisses. He peppered them along my neck, shoulder and collar bone until he settled on the spot at the junction of my neck and collarbone. He nipped and sucked at the spot, knowing that it was where I was most sensitive.
My pants were growing in frequency and it was getting harder to keep my voice down. The walls in the inn weren't thin by any means, but I was still afraid and didn't want someone to hear me. I muffled my voice behind my hand and stared blankly at the ceiling while focusing on the pleasure running down my spine. Clearly not liking my choice, he removed my hand and placed in on his head.
"If you need something to hold, here."
I shook my head biting my lip, "N-no...M-my voice...I-i don't want.."
"Why would you hide such a pretty voice?" He whispered in my ear, licking around the edges and blowing on it. "I want you screaming for me tonight, Roze."
I moaned behind clenched teeth. I was losing myself a lot faster than before, but somehow this felt different from all the other times before. Train seemed more aggressive and more sensual than any other time before. And he has never said anything like that before. But I didn't hate it. In fact his words seemed make me respond more.
"Train." I breathed out searching for his gaze. His eyes were dark with passion and desire as they roamed my expression that I was sure mirrored his own.
He leaned back down, flattening his tongue and ran across my neck. He did so slowly before latching back on and sucking without restraint. It felt like he was trying to commit the taste and feel of my skin to memory. He was relentless on that spot, working like a man on a mission and with each sharp pull of my skin my hand tightened in his hair. He sucked particularly hard and pulled a deep moan from my throat. I had never made a sound like that before but the embarrassment didn't last long since Train's efforts doubled in response. Along with the steady tingles that crawled around my hips and lower back a prickle of pain bloomed where Train tirelessly worked. He finally pulled away, leaning back far enough to admire his work. I couldn't express the happiness I felt as I watched the pleased and prideful look on Train's face while he thumbed over the newly formed hickey on my neck.
The last time he gave me one the night stopped there with him claiming that we had done enough. So when he sat back on his heels between my legs I though he would flash me a familiar frustrated smile and leave. Instead his large, warm hands cupped my hims and his thumb slid their way under my spaghetti shirt, but didn't do anything further.
"You trust me, don't you Raven." It was more of a statement than a question, but I still answered with a nod. This made him smile.
"Back then you were confused when I said I wanted more, and I told you I would teach you." He applied more pressure to my hips and I whimpered under his touch. He maintained eye contact as he made be bend my legs and slowly ran his hands over and under my thighs. I only wore mid-thigh length shorts and the head from his hands shot straight between my legs. Every so often we would tug lightly at the hem of my shorts.
"I was trying to get you more comfortable with me. Slowly touching you more, making these sessions just a bit longer than the last." He then smirked, "But I also wanted you to understand my frustrations at least a bit. And judging by how much your hips are moving I'll say I've succeeded."
Train's voice was so deep and hypnotizing that at this point I would've one anything he said.
He pushed his face against the crease of my knee and nibbled on the flesh there all the while sending me a heated look. "Will you let me teach you now?"
His gaze bore into my own. It felt like he could see into my very soul, like I was naked beneath him without any secrets. My skin prickled much like it did when I felt myself in the sights of a predator, but instead of feeling danger I was excited. And he was right. Every time we did this, when he ended it, I always felt unsatisfied. Like it wasn't enough. Only when Train was touching me did I feel relieved.
"...mn...Train. I know...I can be naive about a lot of things but...but I want to learn. I want you to teach me everything."
He smiled sweetly at me, taking my outstretched hand in his and let me pull him to hover back over me.
"I feel so strange right now...Your touch is driving me crazy and it's so hot in here. My body reacts to any small thing you so and..." I averted my eyes in shyness and attempted to close my legs but only squeezed against Train's sides, "and...I feel...It's..th-throbbing...down there."
Though I didn't see the way his eyes dilated, I heard his breath hitch at my words.
"I'm a little scared but, I want to be closer to you...Closer than anyone has ever been." I placed my hand on his face just wanting to feel him under my hand.
"I love you."
My heart soared the moment Train kissed me again, and we wasted no time exploring each other's mouths again. I vaguely felt his fingers walking up my side but was too distracted by the kiss until he rested his hand on my right breast. I was so surprised that I broke the kiss to stare up at him with wide eyes.
"Does it feel strange?" He asked as he began to squeeze and rub in circular motions.
"I-i...I don-ah~!"
Train thumbed over my hardened nipple that I was somehow able to ignore this whole time. He must have liked my reaction because he did it again, practically beaming when he got a similar response. He soon grabbed my other breast to give it the same treatment. He push them together then let them go just to see them bounce. He did this a few times, alternating between that or just feeling them as though to get used to their weight in his hands. For me it felt good, but strange to let someone play with them like this.
"They're so soft." He sounded in awe, and wearing a positively lecherous grin on his face. "I always wondered how they would feel. It's like a dream to feel their heat and weight in my hands."
"I-idiot."
"I wanna get a better look." He hooked his thumbs under my shirt, and paused only long enough to give me a look asking for permission.
He say me without my shirt before. It was the same. Noting was different. That's what I tried to tell myself and I nodded stiffly, unable to hide my squeak when he pulled my shirt off and tossed it to the side. He pulled me up and reached behind me for the hook of my bra. The snaps of the bra coming undone sounded like thunder to my ears. The support it provided vanished as he guided the straps down my arms. Now the only thing keeping the bra in place was our chests that were pressed up against on another, but it was here that I panicked. I slung my arms around his neck and tightened to keep him from laying me back down.
"Am I going too fast?"
"N-no...Just...just let me get mentally prepared."
His chuckled vibrated against my ear making me shudder.
"As you wish, Snow White."
No one has never seen me like this before. I loved Train and I trusted him, but I couldn't help but feel embarrassed and self conscious. What if he thought I looked weird?
"Eep! Train!"
He hummed against my neck, peppering tiny kisses along the side until he got to my ear and he took the lobe into his mouth. He rolled it between his teeth and I sighed.
"I-i thought y-you would wait."
"I am."
He blew against the shell of my hear, making me gasp and squirm. The wet noises from his tongue and his heavy breaths wound my body up like a coil ready to snap. I had forgotten about his hands until I felt them directly on my breast making me gasp from the contact.
"Th-that's not fair, Train."
"Who ever said I was fair?"
He kissed me softly, taking a moment to slow things down. I appreciated that, having been tense ever sense he removed my shirt but the kiss was helping me relax. When he felt the tension leave my shoulders he pulled back.
"Lay back for me?"
I hesitated, but it didn't last long. I wanted this to progress just as much as Train did. If I kept dragging this out we'll never get anywhere. So I finally let go of his neck, though not making eye contact, and laid back. The bra fell between us which left Train's hands the only thing keeping me covered. I heard him inhale sharply the moment I hit the bed and I chanced a glance at Train, but his eyes were narrowed in on my chest. His arousal was clear in his short breaths and half-lidded eyes. Almost as if possessed he moved his hands in slow circles, taking turns between squeezing and pushing them against one another.
He took a breath before gripping the side of my breast and making the center push outwards. I grunted softly as the cold air made contact with my hardened nipple for the first time, followed by the rough pad of his thumb making my twitch and moan. His hands were shaking just as much as I was but it didn't stop him from rolling the sensitive numb between his fingers. His face was completely focused on his new findings, and with every twist his eyes would shoot to my face to gauge my reaction. Anything that got even the slightest moan he would linger for a moment before trying something new.
"A-ah! Wai-mn-!"
Suddenly something warm and wet clamped down over my left nipple as his familiar tongue happily lapped at the bud. My hands shot to his shoulders and gripped for dear life while moans spilled from my lips. And when his teeth - oh god his teeth - pulled ruthlessly I shrieked and dug my nails into his shoulder. Train pulled back with a satisfying pop, breathing as heavily as I was. Everything he did felt so good.
"Shit, Roze." His hazy eyes, and hands, didn't leave my chest. "You're beautiful, you know that, right?"
He didn't let me reply and dived back down to attend to the neglected breast. He lavished the area with a sequence of lazy nibbles and long sucks. He quickly realized that I made more noises when he used his teeth to stimulate me, and he capitalized on it. Meticulous in the way he applied pressure so there was just enough of a sting to enhance the pleasure without it being painful. I was left breathless unable to keep up with the sweet sensations Train provided. My mind was a mess and the only thing that made sense at this moment was Train. Another bolt of heat pooled between my legs when I met Trains eyes. He moaned around my nipple before kissing around the areola, then to the underside of my breast. He lingered until I felt a familiar sharp pang left behind by a new hickey.
I moaned his name in appreciation, as his hands picked back up where his mouth left off.
"Are you still doing ok? This is still only the beginning."
My eyes widened, "Th-ther-ah...More?"
"I'll be gentle, don't worry. But if you're ever feeling nervous and want to take a brake or stop just let me know and we will."
It was hard to believe given he was groping me through the whole talk, but I simply nodded. At that moment I noticed the stark difference between us.
"Train...You're shirt..."
My blush darkened when he smirked, "What about it, Snow White? I'm going to need you to be a bit more specific."
"You know what I mean."
"I really don't." If it wasn't for that mischievous glint in his eyes I wouldn't believed him. "You'll have to be more specific."
"It's embarrassing...b-being the only one l-like...like this."
"Like what, exactly?"
"..."
"Don't go quiet on me now. Come'on, tell me what you want."
Why couldn't he see that saying that was embarrassing for me? He knew what I wanted but he was playing dumb just to tease me. I looked at him with imploring eyes, but he wasn't backing down. While I was remaining indecisive his hands finally left my chest and ghosted over my sides in a ticklish manor, continuing down until he rested them on the top of my shorts. He slowly pulled at the top then let it go with a sharp snap, chuckling when my hips jumped from the snap. At this rate I would be completely naked while Train was still fully clothed. And now, more than being shy, I also wanted to be able to feel Train. Touch him like he was doing to me. I wanted to make his mind go crazy and unable to focus.
Though my throat was dry I forced out my voice, surprised how strained it sounded. "Take...take your shirt off. I want to feel you."
"That's my girl."
He quickly removed his shirt, clearly not nearly as hesitant to undress as I was. And though I've seen him without a shirt a few times I still couldn't help but stare. Train wasn't a very big person, but he was considerably muscular. The physically demanding job of an eraser then sweeper ensured he kept in shape. In a trance like state I stared at his muscular and firm chest. I followed his body line down to his stomach where his skin smoother over a 6 pack, and even further still to the v-line that disappeared into the top of his pants. His skin was covered in a sheen of sweat but somehow it only made him more attractive.
The desire to want to make him feel good bubbled up from no where. If I did the same things to him would he like it as much as I did? Just imagining running my tongue along his body made me salivate and swallow thickly.
"Like what you see, Snow White?"
I dumbly nodded, his teasing going over my head.
"Well then don't be shy."
"It's ok?"
He laughed, "Of course. I want you to touch me too." Train took my hand and laid it on his chest.
I moved slowly and gently, taking extra care and attention to every move of my fingers. I made sure to feel every dip of his muscles, especially around his abs. His skin was so soft, but the muscles firm and pulled taunt. I felt excitement every time he twitched beneath my touch and I grew bolder, pressing harder against him. At his sharp intake of air I looked at him and was shocked by what I saw. But in a good way. Train's face was lax, eyes closed, mouth slightly open and blushing darkly.
Did it feel good? Does he like when I touch him? I went further up and brushed over his pink nipples.
"Ung-!"
That sound had to be illegal! I blushed from the sound, but endeavored to make him do it again. This time I gently scratched the erected nipple and was rewarded with another groan. This one came from deep in his chest and caused a stronger throb between my legs. The visual was enough to make my head melt. But even then I wanted to do more. I shifted onto my elbows to push myself up, but I only got to wrap my mouth around him for a split second before he shot back. I looked at him wide eyed and worried.
"S-sorry! Did I hurt you?"
He shook his head unable to look at me, "No, it felt good. Too good." He seemed embarrassed as he ran his hands through his hair, displacing the strands that stuck to his forehead from sweat. "I didn't think I would be sensitive there. It's a bit embarrassing."
"Good, I shouldn't be the only one feeling that way."
He feigned being hurt by my comment and tapped me on the forehead, "Are you laughing at my sensitive nipples?"
I giggled, "Shut up. You're making this weird."
"You're the one nipple shaming."
Train looked down at me with love and adoration burning within his eyes. If there was any double that he didn't love and care for me it was washed away. I only hopped that my feelings for him was easily read on my face as well. Train was everything to me. It was because of him that I even had the chance at happiness. I would have still be in Chorono not knowing anything but following orders. For all I know I could have even been Train's enemy, helping Mason to kidnap Eve and trying to destroy the world. When I thought about that I was so thankful to Wilzark for assigning Train to be my guardian. To Train, for coming to care for me and felt responsible enough for me to not leave me behind. He could have easily done so. I shouldn't have been anything but another mission to him but somehow, along the way, he saw me as someone worth protecting.
"What's that look for, Roze. I was just teasing about the nipple thing."
"It's nothing. I just want to say I love you, and thank you for everything." I held out my arms and he instantly came back to let me wrap them around his neck to pull him into a kiss. It was a simple, sweet kiss that made me sigh happily.
"I should be the one thanking you." I leaned into his touch when he brushed my wet hair behind my ear. "You never saw me as just weapon. I could believe that I was a decent person if I looked at myself through your eyes. If I changed it was because of you." He dropped another kiss on my forehead then made a face. "Bleh, you taste like sweat."
I pouted, "It's hot in here."
"Yeah?" His playful smirk returning and making my heart thump in my chest, "How about I fix that for you."
He fumbled with my waste band, slowly pulling down possibly to give me time to stop him if I wanted to. Instead I lifted my hips to help him remove them.
"Someone's eager."
"Sh-shup up."
He leaned back to fully remove my pants, and took a moment to rake over my body. Perhaps sensing my growing restlessness he moved his hands to his own pants. I followed his hands and it was then I noticed a very prominent bulge.
"Want to help?"
I blushed and shook my head. Actually...I did, but the defensive reaction to deny took over. Again my eyes drifted to that bulge before shying my gaze away. Train's sigh of relief followed the unzipping of his pants. The bed shifted as he removed his pants and tossed them haphazardly across the room. He leaned down to kiss my eager mouth while slowly lowering his body on top of mine. I gasped into the kiss at the feeling which soon changed into a moan when our hips touched. Something hard was pressed against my core. I couldn't help but wiggle my hips and the resulting friction made me give a surprising shriek. It was nothing like the pleasure I felt before. Even Train broke the sloppy kiss in favor of groaning lowly into my neck. He then started to gently rock against me, the rhythm slow and experimental. My arms had wrapped around his back and a steady stream of moans fell from my parted lips. The way his back muscles flexed and the steady rocking of our bodies made every thing twice as erotic. Not to mention every time he rocked into me that hard bulge pressed so wonderfully against me it was pure bliss. Train's own pants caressed my ears only heightening my sensitivity.
"Ah, Roze."
His rhythm suddenly changed, becoming faster with a sense of urgency behind them. The change of pace made me mewl. I slung my legs around his waist my only though being to get closer to him. This made us both moan in unison.
"W-wait...I-shit!"
Despite his words he ground harder against me, groaning loudly. He pushed up onto his elbows to somehow brace himself as he again sped up. By now I was focused only on one thing and that was the painful tightening my gut. With every grind of our hips it pulled tighter. My body wouldn't stop trembling and I was in a little worried that all this head would somehow cause brain damage. When he sped up a familiar pressure built up between my legs, steadily growing in time to his thrusts.
"Ugn...damnit I-i...I can't-I need-mn!"
His babbling continued while his rhythm gave way to slowly and rough grinding, until his hips stilled, firmly pressing against me with a shuddering sigh. He didn't move while trying to slow his breathing. I too remainder motionless save to let my legs drop from around his hips as I tried to understand the deep disappointment I felt. There wasn't a satisfying conclusion to the windup. The tension in my gut was leaving, but somehow I felt even more high-strung.
"Damnit..." Train sat up on his hands, his own face looking both relieve but upset. When he saw my face he sighed, "You didn't even..."
"Sorry, Roze."
In face of his genuine and heartfelt apology I pushed my own disappointment away. "I don't really understand, but it's ok."
"I've been so frustrated lately...I wanted to make you cum first but I couldn't hold it. It was like all of my self control disappeared..."
I blinked at the unfamiliar word.
"Oh, you don't even know...I'll tell you while I try to calm myself down."
I nodded and couldn't stop from looking down between us. My eyes widened, "T-train! Are you ok? Did you just-?" I couldn't even finish the sentence sine I didn't want to embarrass him. But the front of his boxers was wet.
"If I actually did piss myself I think I would die of embarrassment. Even though I still kind of want to." He sighed, "I'm kinda impatient right now and you look upset from being denied your release, so I'm gonna make this quick. You know that guys and girls have different parts, right?"
I pouted, "I'm not that naive."
He grinned, "Just checking. Well, the thing we're about to do is called sex. It's something done between a man and a woman usually when they are in love. When a man puts his penis in the girl's vagina."
I couldn't help but blush at his explicit words, but kept eye contact through his explanation. "It...it goes in?...But how?"
"I'll show you how."
"Somehow...you looking so shamelessly happy feels wrong." My gaze dropped quickly to his pants before coming back, "Why are you're pants wet?"
"That's because I came, and if a guy cums inside of a girl then she could get pregnant and a baby will grow in the girl's stomach. Not because of some magical stork."
"Can we please forget that."
"Not a chance." He smirked.
"Will...Will it hurt? When you...you know."
"It might, but I'll do my best to make sure it doesn't."
I knew that Train would be sure to take his time. During this whole process he was still his same goofy self and that reassured me, allowing me to not be quite as tense as I could have been.
"How do you know about all of this? Have...have you done this before?"
"Don't you worry your pretty little head, Snow white. You're the first for me too. But, you know, you can find out a lot using the internet." He seemed a little shy to admit that but I couldn't help but be happy about that. That meant that we were both on the same page and he tried to research to make the process easier for the both of us.
"You ready to continue?"
"Yeah."
He began to rub my legs softly, going from the base of my ankles and moving further up towards my core with every stroke. I closed my eyes with a sigh letting myself get immersed back into the moment and focus on his hands. It also helped with the growing anxiety that came with knowing that Train would be looking at my most private place. The heat was building back up in my body at the though and I could feel it radiating from my cheeks. I felt the back of his hand brush against my underwear, making me jump from surprise. He traced around the edge of the fabric, up from between my legs and around the band that hugged my waist before hooking his thumbs under them. Our ragged breathing were the only sounds in the room. Knowing that Train was feeling it just as much as I was gave me the courage to raise my hips slightly to allow him remove my panties easier.
He groaned, "You're driving me crazy here, Roze."
"Me too." I breathed out, legs twitching the moment cool air hit between my legs. I hadn't realize just how hot i felt until I felt the temperature difference.
Train's breath hitched and I could feel his gaze on me. His grip on my knees kept me from closing my legs and that only made his overt staring more embarrassing. I swallowed and took a look at his face, only to shudder from his expression. His eyes were half-lidded with so much desire and his tongue peaked out from his mouth, slowly dragging across his lips as though he couldn't wait to dig into his favorite meal.
"I'm...Gonna touch you...Is that ok?" His voice was throaty and sounded like he was barely holding himself back.
I didn't trust my voice so I just nodded while staring at the ceiling. He shifted a bit closer, his body now keeping my legs apart. I heard his shaky breath before feeling his fingers hesitantly rubbed my lower lips. The sensation of someones fingers touching me down there made me whimper. He drew large circles around me, slowly getting smaller until he found the opening that split my lips apart. There he carefully applied pressure until his finger slipped inside.
"Mn-!"
His finger stopped at my sound and he quickly asked, "Did it hurt? Are you ok?"
I shook my head quickly, "N-no, it just feels a bit weird. But I'm fine." I tried to smile at him, "Please k-keep going."
After making sure I was ok his finger moved up and out the entire length of my slit and wet sounds filled the air. A second finger joined in and he applied more pressure. By now I had closed my eyes and was giving tiny pleasurable sighs, but I suddenly jumped when he rubbed over something hard. He focused his attention there, moving in small gentle circles and my hips following along in hopes for more pleasure.
"This must be where your clit is."
His other hand pulled my lips apart to give him a better view, and he groaned. "You didn't even cum but you're so fucking wet." He dragged his finger back down to circle around my twitching hole. "And here...It's dripping so much. You're making a mess on the bed, Roze."
"I-it's because you-ah mn!"
"Yeah, I know." He sighed hotly and kissed down my thigh while shuffling back a bit on the bed, "So I'll take responsibility-" His face was so close to his still moving hands but I didn't realize it until his breath hit directly on my core, "You look so fucking good here Roze. All pink, and twitching, and the smell-" He breathed in and moaned into my inner thigh, "I think this pussy cat's ready for his milk."
He mouth was so close now I could feel the vibrations from his words. I wanted to die from embarrassment. There was no way I could hide from him. Everything was on display and it was both scary and exhilarating. And at this moment the exhilaration overshadowed everything. My anticipation was heard in my escalating breathing and felt in the way my legs wouldn't stop trembling. I didn't know what to expect but I trusted that it would only make me feel good. That was an understatement. He had his arms wrapped under my legs and around to keep my lips spread open for his flattened tongue to make a clean swipe from bottom to the top. A long moan ripped trough my throat and my hands twisted into the sheets below.
He did it again, this time pausing at the top to flick at my clit a few times. After everything he has done to me before this, I didn't think anything else could be more pleasurable but I was wrong. His skillful tongue that my mouth was quickly memorizing my lower one as well. He was meticulous, noisily lapping up at anything that dripped down and making sure to pay attention to my clit that made my hips jump and grind into his mouth even more. How was he so good at this? My mind could only focus on his mouth that was now sucking carefully at the bundle of nerves, gradually getting stronger when I voiced the desire.
The pressure from earlier came back and it was growing quicker than before. I could feel myself riding the rhythm Train set with his tongue more enthusiastically and my back arched off the bed. I was on the verge of crying at how frustratingly close to whatever it was but just couldn't get there.
"T-train! Something-ah-more!" I whined praying that it wouldn't go away this time, "P-please, don't st-stop-!"
His efforts doubled as he abandoned his careful movements with the sole purpose of giving me the release I desired. It was so close, that precipice that would leave me seeing stars. With shriek that sounded like a version of Train's name a wave of pleasure washed over me all the way to my shaking legs and curling toes. The brief vision of white faded away and the sound of my harsh breathing along with the sensation of Train lapping away at my dripping slick brought me back to reality.
"Now we're one for one." He smirked and wiped his wet chin with the back of his hand. Was that from me?
It was then I felt a finger beginning to probe at my hole and I whined uncomfortably when he pushed it in.
"Sorry, baby, I know it's uncomfortable. It'll feel better soon I promise." He reassured his finger slowly pushing in and out.
It was a weird feeling but I was still riding high on the earlier pleasure. Soon I was able to relax around his finger but the moment I did he pushed in a second one and I moaned this time in pain from stretching.
"I know, I know, Roze." He cooed rubbing my hips encouragingly, "You're doing so well, baby." He pushed it in more, slowly scissoring his fingers while I fought to relax my tightening insides. "That's my girl, just relax for me. Just like that - fuck - you're so gorgeous right now. My pretty little rose."
His words of praise made me want to please him more so I took deep breaths and before I knew it I was meeting his hand wit every pump. His fingers wiggled inside of me, rubbing against my inner walls and eliciting more wet noises.
"Is it starting to feel good?"
"Mmhm."
"You think you can be a big girl and take one more?"
"...Y-yeah"
He kissed the top of my knee and I readied myself to take a third finger, biting back the urge to pull back when he wiggled the third one in. Just like before he pumped them slowly, this time adding a twisting motion. The burning was painful, but it didn't last as long as the initial stretch. Perhaps it was because Train was being gentle or if I was getting used to it, but much quicker than before I was moaning. Train did this for a while making sure that I was good and stretched before pulling his fingers out.
"You're so cute." He chuckled when I groaned in disappointment. "But we're not done yet." His hands now fumbled with his boxers and he quickly discarded them as though he couldn't bare to wait any longer.
The moment he did my breath was caught in my throat and my eyes popped open. His penis sprung out, giving a heavy lob before standing straight at attention. It was bright red at the tip, and oozing a white liquid that dribbled down the length and onto the sheets below. It curved a bit to the right and a large vein crawled up the side. That was supposed to go inside? It looked like it might have been slightly bigger than my wrist, but it was definitely a tighter fit than 3 fingers. Train's hand came into view and he stroked himself a few times, my eyes unable to look away.
"Roze," The spell was broken and I looked into his hazy eyes. They were dark with desire and when our eyes met he shuddered. "I want you to touch me...But I really can't wait any longer." He guided himself to my hole while keeping eye contact, "You'll let me in, yeah?"
My reaction was immediate. I opened my arms, pulling a smile from him as he lowered himself and rested his forehead on mine.
"I want you to kiss me." I pleaded while jutting my chin out.
"How can deny such a request?"
He sweetly kissed me giving me what I wanted. All the while he angled himself at my entrance. As I could feel the tip beginning to press forward and I tightened my arms around his neck for extra support. I had never imagined that it would feel so hard and hot against me. I couldn't help but tense when he pushed in more, stretching me inch by inch the further he went. Soon he passed the deepest point that his fingers could go. He broke the kiss, brow creased in his concentration to move slowly. Finally, he bottomed out inside of me and there was a sharp pain, like something had tore inside of me that made tears prick at the corner of my eyes.
"I-i'm sorry, Roze. Don't...worry, I'll go s-slow...""
He promised this as his hips quivered against mine with the desire to forego everything. He was breathing heavily and sweat dripped from his face. Honestly, at that moment I though he looked so handsome. This whole time he was nothing but encouraging and patient with me, and even now he was waiting for me. So I took his face in my hands to make him look at me.
"You don't have to."
He chuckled weakly, "Don't tempt me. It's hard enough as it is."
I shook my head, "I'll be fine. I want you to move."
I moved my hips, hiding the pain that I felt, though I don't think Train could have seen it since his eyes screwed shut. I felt myself twitch around him from the face of pure bliss he made and I moved again, getting a louder reaction from him. Perhaps that was what did it because he soon took over, pulling half way out slowly and pushing in just as slowly. He kept this rhythm, eyes glued shut allowing himself to feel it more. I didn't feel pain anymore, but instead of pleasure it was more of a numb feeling, though it the more I felt him rubbing inside of me the more the numbness faded away into something much better.
Soon I was moaning along with Train and this encouraged Train's movements and he sped up.
"It feels so good, Train." I moaned out unconsciously spreading my legs more.
Suddenly he stopped and leaned back onto his knees, hands grabbing my hips. He started moving again, this time using his hands to give him more leverage. The way he pounded into me felt so good that I was scared I would get addicted to it. He slid in so hard and deep that I was sure my hips would be bruised in the morning, but I didn't care. I wanted more.
"F-faster! More-mn-ah!"
Train grunted and did what I asked. All caution was to the wind as he pistoned against me like that was all he was good for. My breast bounced with every thrust, like a hypnotic device that Train couldn't look away from and he quickly took a nipple into his mouth. The extra sensation had me arching into him and singing his praises. The only word that I could say was his name, but it was all I needed. It was the trigger that set both of us ablaze.
"I wonder if your breast milk would taste better than the milk from down here." He punctuated his sentence with a rough thrust that had a moan caught in my throat. "You'll give me a taste at that time, won't you Roze?"
I nodded along, my mind too scrambled to really know what he was talking about but wanting to give him anything he asked for. He grinned clearly happy with my response and rewarded me with a more brutal pace. I pulsed around his member, squeezing it within my soft insides, making Train sigh out my name with pride. Every piston of his hips pulled that knot in my gut closer and closer, and I whined to him that I could feel it coming. Begging him to let me feel that euphoria again.
"M-me too-uh," Train pulled my hips harder to meet hit thrust and I suddenly felt his pelvis bumping against my clit each time.
"Aahh!" I arched my back while clawing at the sheets.
"That's it baby, cum for me." He pushed in further, caressing me so deeply I didn't think we could ever be separated again. "Even though it's your first time you're taking me in so well. I'm so proud of you."
"Tra~ain! Mn, k-kiss, please-I wa-ah!"
"How can you be this cute?" He asked as though it was a riddle to the seventh wonder of the world.
Our lips locked but it was more breathing against each other as we each fought to reach our own climax. We it finally did, Train's uneven thrusts stilled as he sat as deep as he could go while something jetted out into me and making my stomach go warm. I moaned from both the warm sensation filling me up as well as the tightening of my walls molding around him as though to commit every ridge and vein to muscle memory. Train rocked gently to prolong the high we were feeling and only when I felt myself refocusing on the present did he stop. I whined softly when he pulled out and I felt something drip out of me but I didn't pay any mind to it.
His hand brushed against my forehead to hook my sweaty hair behind my hear. The smile he gave me was so full of happiness that I felt close to bursting into tears. When he saw this his eyes widened in panic and I quickly wiped at my eyes to not give him the wrong idea.
"Are you upset? Did you not like it?"
"No! Of course not! I loved it..." I grew shy towards the end but continued on, "It just, you looked to content and happy. I feel the same way...I feel like I'll go crazy with how much I love you right now."
He sighed in relief before chuckling, "I'm glad." He kissed my forehead, "I love you so much, Roze."
I hugged him close to me, "I love you too, Train."
Though it was hot we didn't want to risk catching a cold so Train pulled the blanket that ended on the floor over us. It was the only thing not covered in sweat and it was thin enough that it wouldn't be too uncomfortable. I actually wouldn't have minded a quick shower but as we were settling in I could feel the sleep wanting to take me, so I gave up on that thought. So I happily laid in Train's waiting embrace, tucking my head under his chin and curling our legs together. Feeling his warm body against my own made me feel giddy and I couldn't stop from cuddling closer while breathing a content sigh.
"...Roze."
"Hm?"
"I kinda messed up."
"What do you mean?"
He gently rubbed my back, the action only lulling me to sleep quicker. "I came inside of you. I should've gotten a condom or pulled out but-"
"Huh? Condom? Pull out?"
"I'll explain later, but basically you could get pregnant now, and have a baby."
"Oh..."
"..."
"I guess...that wouldn't be so good."
"Maybe..."
"...Maybe it'll be nice..."
"I guess it wouldn't be all bad."
"Though in a few years they'd probably know more than I would."
"And we wouldn't get as much alone time."
"What would we even call it?"
"Him."
"Him?"
"Well obviously it would be a boy."
"What makes you think that?"
"I just know."
"..."
"Don't give me that look, Roze."
"You can't even see my face...But how does that even work? Like a whole other person would grow inside of me? That's pretty crazy."
"Yeah, we have a lot to catch you up on."
Train hugged me tighter to him and I let myself be wrapped in his warmth. As I closed my eyes to finally go to sleep I couldn't help but wonder what like would be like with three instead of two.
This is legit the final chapter of this story! I want to thank everyone who reviewed and stayed with me up until now! I know some of us (me included) never thought we would get to this moment, but here we are. Another story ended, which FINALLY allows me to get started on some of the other ideas I've had cooked up for a long time. Still, I started this story many years ago and there were some changes - I feel - in Roze that may have been inconsistent as I would constantly take long breaks and then come back. Maybe one day I will go back to update them - though I am currently going back through just to spruce up some grammar and spelling mistakes but nothing too serious.
Also, I mentioned it a few chapters back, but the only real loose end is the part where those three guys attack Roze in the episode where Train turns into a child. At the time I had planned on making a brief sequel (Like no more then 10 chapters), which I may still do, but it won't be any time soon since I want to do something new.
Again I want to say thank you and I hope that this ending was satisfying enough for you. If not then I'm sorry I couldn't give you the ending that you deserved.
Also, just a side note, I totally think that Train would have a lactation kink. Seems like the kind of thing he'd be into lol.
