Chapter 36: Your Favorite Waterfall (3) ❤️
When she stood again, completely nude, she didn't look at him. But she felt it—the way his eyes devoured every inch of her body. Her soft curves, her plump breasts, the toned thighs and delicate hips. Her silky orange hair framed her flushed face, the tips dancing in the wind.
Finn raised his hand, beckoning her closer.
She obeyed, stepping lightly into the water. The chill made her gasp, but she pushed forward, crossing the shallow pool and settling beside him with folded legs. Her skin brushed his, and it was like a spark had been lit.
He slipped one arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. She kept her gaze downward, but she could feel the tension in his body… and the hardness beneath the water. Her cheeks blazed.
His fingers moved slowly through her hair, twirling the strands with care. Then they trailed down—across her bare back, along the curve of her waist. She inhaled sharply when he cupped her breast, his hand kneading the soft flesh with practiced ease.
"I shouldn't be the only one doing the touching," he said softly.
"I… I'm not a pervert," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Just do what you want… I won't stop you."
He smirked. "That's not how this works. You want this."
"I… I do," she admitted. "I want you."
That was all he needed.
He pulled her into his chest, skin pressing to skin, and kissed her—slow and deep. Her lips parted with a needy moan as she melted into him, her hands gripping his arms for balance. His tongue explored her mouth while his free hand slid behind her, groping her ass with a hungry squeeze.
She gasped again, louder, unable to hold it in. His fingers toyed with her body like a musician playing his favorite instrument—familiar, precise, tender… and filthy.
Her hips bucked unconsciously. Her tail wrapped around his leg. She reached between them and took hold of his cock, stroking it slowly, skillfully, like the well-trained lover she had become.
And with each breath, with each sinful touch, the shame faded—replaced by craving.
"It's okay, baby. I know everything," he whispered, his voice thick with confidence and possession, as he began to move—slow at first, letting her feel every deliberate push. Each stroke stretched her walls wide around him, dragging out breathless moans from her open mouth. The water rippled around them, matching the gentle rhythm of their joined bodies.
Runi clung to his shoulders, her nails pressing into his skin as her legs wrapped tighter around his waist. Every time he pulled out and pushed back in, her body sang with overstimulated bliss. She could feel every inch of him, the shape, the heat, the power.
Her pussy had molded to him perfectly, wet and pulsing with need. The sounds of their bodies meeting—soft slaps beneath the water, coupled with gasps and muffled cries—echoed faintly across the peaceful clearing. Time blurred into pleasure.
He gradually increased the pace, hips grinding deeper, harder. Not enough to break her—but enough to push her right to the edge. Again and again.
"F-Finn… please… more…" she whimpered, her voice catching each time he bottomed out inside her.
He grunted in approval and gripped her hips tighter, slamming into her with perfect precision. Runi's eyes rolled back, her mind slipping into haze. Her tongue lolled out, drool running down her chin, her tail thrashing in the water.
Time passed—twenty minutes? Thirty? Longer? She didn't know. She didn't care.
All she knew was him.
Her climax kept building—higher and higher, just out of reach—until her body was shaking uncontrollably.
"W-when… when will you… cum?" she moaned, legs trembling around him. Her pussy was fluttering, milking him with every thrust.
Finn's eyes darkened with lust. He leaned forward, whispering into her ear.
"Now."
With one final, brutal thrust, he buried himself deep. His cock twitched inside her and unleashed a torrent of hot cum straight into her womb. Runi's scream echoed through the trees as her own orgasm detonated—her entire body locked up in rapture, legs tight around him, toes curled, pussy clenching so hard it hurt.
They both froze, twitching, gasping.
Then he finally pulled out, and thick seed spilled from her twitching hole, mixing with the water below.
He collapsed beside her, chest rising and falling fast. Both of them were coated in sweat, in sex, in satisfaction. The cool water tried to soothe the heat in their bodies, but it barely made a dent.
Runi curled up against his chest like a kitten, her breath shallow, her heart still racing. His hand rested lazily on her ass, possessive even in his exhaustion. Above them, the sky stretched wide and open, untouched by what had just happened beneath it.
A deep, peaceful silence took over.
"…Can I ask you something?" she whispered finally, barely audible against his chest.
"You can always ask," he replied, eyes closed but alert to her voice.
She hesitated. "That princess… why aren't you kind to her like you are to me?"
His eyes stayed shut for a long moment. Then slowly, he opened them and turned his head to look at her.
"Do you want me to be kind to her?"
"No! No, Master, that's not what I meant!" she said quickly, sitting up slightly, her cheeks red, ears folded in embarrassment. "I just… I don't know. I felt a little bad for her."
She looked away, hugging her knees to her chest. The vulnerability in her voice was genuine.
She had been with Finn for five months. She'd seen his cold logic, his ruthless strategies, his merciless punishments—but she had also seen the rare, protective warmth he gave her. And now, after feeling so much of it, she couldn't help but wonder why others didn't get the same.
He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he sat up, brushing her soaked hair from her flushed face with unexpected gentleness.
"It's okay, Runi," he said softly. "You have a kind heart. That's why you're mine. But you weren't there when she betrayed me. When she chose her pride over loyalty. When she tried to test me like I was weak."
His eyes sharpened. "If I don't break her now, she'll never truly submit. Next time, it might not be just rebellion—it could be sabotage. Or worse."
Runi nodded slowly. "I… I don't fully understand that kind of danger yet."
"You will," he said. "And until then, all I need is your trust."
"I do trust you," she whispered, laying back down beside him.
"Good girl," he murmured, wrapping his arm around her shoulders once more.
They stayed like that for a long while, content in the aftermath.
"She's improving," Finn said quietly to Sika.
[Only a third of the required time has passed. She still has a long road ahead.]
With a deep breath, he returned her to the domain, her body vanishing from the water in a shimmer of light.
He sighed, letting the final moments of peace wash over him.
But just as he was about to stand—
[Someone's here.]