EXTRA
Saber has been staring into my eyes for what starts to feel like an eternity. After I reassured her—or at least tried my best to—she just took advantage of the moment to pin me down on the bed yet again, just as she had a while ago. Before she told me about her identity. It seems like she wants to keep her promise, to 'save that for tonight', but since she has me pinned down, nothing happened.
The insecurity in her face seems to rise with every passing second and I figure she does not really know what to do or how she wants to go about this. Honestly, I am not much better. Yet, I feel like this just cannot go on or we will still be in this position next morning, so I wrap my arms around my Servant and pull her down. Accidentally, albeit lucky, our lips meet, which makes Saber recoil instantly.
"S-Sorry," she stutters repeatedly. Saber could not be any more adorable, really.
"No need! We're now… lovers, you know," I remind her. Maybe it has not yet sunken in for her yet, I am not even sure if it has for me. We are back to how we were before this week's issues, but at the same time this is like a new issue. We kissed before, but besides that little incident none of us has gone further.
Her blushy reaction to my words makes me completely certain that Saber will not be able to make any first step in this. I could, possibly, but… I am still afraid of going too far again, even though there is no logical reason to be. I ponder for a while as to how to approach this.
It is not entirely necessary, comparing Lancer with Saber, we sure have an advantage in strength; as long as I can keep Ronnie in check. And I think I can trust Saber's armour, too. However, I feel like we need to do this. I feel like I need to do this.
For a lack of better ideas, I take Saber's hand and put it onto my chest. Immediately, I feel my heartbeat speed up and my cheeks feel instantly hot. What was I thinking?! But Saber takes this sort of invitation and squeezes my breast, I cannot help but sigh at her rough and inexperienced touch—it is Saber 's touch, so of course it would feel good.
"S-soft," she mumbles, as she uses both of her hands, sitting on my hips, to grope me, her hands getting much gentler soon. She's a fast learner, I admire, almost losing myself to these feelings. I slide my hands below her shirt and softly run my fingertips up and down her spine, to which she arches her back. "M-Master?"
I chuckle at her surprised reaction. "Off-guard again, hm?" I cannot help but tease her. It is just way too tempting. But at least this sparks some sort of motivation in her—I do not mind if she sees this as some sort of 'battle' she wants to win, I would gladly let her do so. Anytime.
Suddenly, Saber gets up from me and pulls the nightgown I am still wearing over my head, stripping me almost nude, except for the white panties I am wearing. Instantly, her face turns a dark shade of red and I can see she is trying not to let her eyes wander over my body. A failed attempt.
This is too embarrassing, I think. And I am sure Saber's thoughts are similar, if her overheating head is still able to process and sort of thought. Possibly not. So, again, I will be the one who has to move further. In moments like this I miss Saber's shamelessness. I figure, maybe it would help if we are both the same. So, I tug at her shirt and pull it over her head.
I carelessly throw her shirt to the side, to where Saber probably also left my nightgown. I was wrong. That's no help at all. In the end, I just feel as embarrassed as Saber. I have already touched her upper body, last week, but seeing it is too different. To me, Saber seems just perfect—her flawless skin, her small, cute breasts, her slightly toned abdomen.
I see most of her upper body every day, but somehow in this situation it feels different. Without thinking about it, I pull Saber close and embrace her tightly. Before she can ask, I already explain "It's just too embarrassing." Saber nods, agreeing. I do not know if I really should ask, but I do anyway. "Should we stop?" I am not even sure what answer I would be hoping for right now, but I can feel my own heart pounding, as well as Saber's on top of me.
"No way," Saber says, determined. She holds my gaze easily, albeit with a flushed face. But I am sure I look almost the same.
"You want to go all the way?" I ask, for clarification.
"Yes."
This takes every doubt I still had from taking it too far from me. I now know that she would want me to do anything I would think of in this moment to her, so I could not just stop here. I switch our positions, pinning her down instead. Like this, it should be easier.
"I'll be gentle," I promise. In the heat—literally—of the moment I do not even notice how clichéd that sounds. I softly graze my lips down over her neck, stopping at her collarbone. Additionally, I run my fingertips, barely touching her skin, up and down her sides, eliciting goosebumps on her skin.
"Is it cold?" I tease her, yet again, to which she turns her red face away.
"Shut up, Master," she mumbles in response.
This will be a long night, I think as I smile to myself.