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Demon's Bride (Shadow x Nurse)

He found himself smiling slightly as she laughed, it had an infectious tone to it. As he lead her along the hall, and to their chambers he replied, "True.. some days are longer than others, it depends on the number of supplicants on any given day." They finally reached the door to their chambers and he opened it leading her inside before closing it again, and taking a deep breath, smelling the food prepared in their dining room, "Shall we see what the cooks have prepared for us?" he asked, though it was rhetorical, he was already moving past the bed and wardrobe to the room that held their table.

As he opened said door, he glanced back at her, "So Eza, I recall you asking something about our religion when we left the library?"
 
The food, she had to admit, smelled delicious. She wasn't used to any sort of delicacies, her family had been fairly poor in the village. She had been slightly wary of what demon food would be like, but so far it seemed to be exactly the same as human food. She knew how to cook, and was told she was a good cook, but she didn't think that she'd ever have to cook for him. He had an entire kitchen staff to do that, and he'd probably think it was an insult that she might want to be the one doing the cooking, the work.

She entered the separate dining room and sat on the cushion after he'd sat down first. She folded her legs under her and rested her hands in her lap, waiting for him to eat first, as was customary. "Yes. I would like to know more about it, if you'd tell me."
 
He sat down himself , releasing her hand as they separated to sit at opposite ends of the table, as he took the first bite, and chewed thoughtfully for a moment before responding. "I have no qualms about speaking of it, is there anything in particular you wish to know?" It was nice having something to talk about besides duties, and he had to admit he was coming to enjoy her company. Enough so that he found himself looking forward to taking her too bed. He shook that thought away knowing in the back of his mind, that despite how far they had come today THAT at least would most likely remain something she just did to fulfill her wifely duty.

"Feel free to ask any questions and I will be glad to answer Eza, I admit the demonic religion can be a bit complex, so if anything in the text you were reading confused you perhaps you could start there?"
 
She took a bite of the food after he took one, savoring the flavor in her mouth. Even if she wasn't fond of something elsewhere, she thought, it would probably taste a lot better if not actually good here. The quality was different and the producer was different, she was sure the demon lord wouldn't settle for anything less than the best for his own personal consumption. After she'd taken a few bites of the food she nodded her head, trying to think of an appropriate question to ask regarding the religion. She had so many questions, but she didn't want to accidentally offend with any of them, as she knew religion could be offended so easily.

"Well. I was wondering about just the structure of it. It seems to be very individualized, which I don't understand. Do you not all worship the same god?"
 
He continues eating slowly himself taking the time to enjoy the meal, he mulls over her question, when she asks it allowing a comfortable silence to continue for a few moments before responding. "No, not at all. There are so many divine spirits, that at any one time one may need to ask favour of any of them." He takes a few moments before continuing, "Each of us has a particular few we tend to pray too on most occasions, for example a blacksmith would pray to spirits of metal and fire, because these are the things he need worry about the most."

He pauses a moment allowing her to absorb the information, its actually rather enjoyable, teaching someone, and simply talking comfortably with someone, "Finally, each family gives offering to ancestral spirits the souls of the deceased... That is one reason Grandfathers advise is always heeded even if it is..... controversial, he is so old he has become almost one of the spirits himself."
 
She listened carefully as he spoke, his words awing her. She'd never known much religion, though her parents did pray to their ancestors on occasion. She'd never really understood it, why should we pray to someone who is dead? They had their time here, they are gone. Times are not the same now as they were then, how could they possibly know anything? And how can we speak to them, they are dead? And yet, it made perfect sense that Seiryu's grandfather was worshipped, he was still alive. His advice was valuable, she would think anyway.

"Oh," she said softly, still mulling over his words. "That's very interesting." she thought for a few moments longer, "Who do you pray to?"
 
he was beginning to finish his meal as he let her mull over his words, idly watching her expression through the corner of his eye, confusion at first and then understanding at least to some extent. he remained silent for a few long moments before he responded to her query. "The spirits of Ice and the mountains, which ...are my ancestors to some extent... You must understand, human spirits are usually less...potent than demonic ones, and thus usually fade after a generation or two, a demons spirit can simply grows stronger, and become minor Gods themselves."

"those kinds of things take centuries upon centuries though, so its not something worth spending much time thinking about." he mused finishes the last of his food, "It is a bit difficult to understand i suppose."
 
The ice and the mountains...used to be people? Or demons, rather. She didn't really understand it, but as he said, it was difficult to grasp. Even more so for a human, as human spirits weren't anything like demon ones, or at least, they weren't supposed to be. She finished her meal just after he finished his, folding her hands in her lap again. She stayed silent for a few moments, thinking again. "I think I would like to read more about it. Perhaps I will understand better than," she so desperately wanted to understand, it made her uncomfortable to not grasp what he was saying to her.

She gave him another tiny smile, this one just because she wanted to, not necessarily because he had done anything to make her smile. He was talking to her, and that was enough to warrant a smile, she thought.
 
he nodded easily at her words and pushed his plate away, gesturing for her to pour them both a cup of tea afterword. "Yes.. I admit it makes little sense to one not well versed in it. Although I'm sure with some study you'll understand.. I'm afraid I'm not the best one to teach the subject." He himself is not overly religious, he does lip service and understands the tenets but the day to day ruling of his people takes more of his attention. He looks at her and seeing her smile responds with a small one of his own, although it fades quickly as he speaks again.

"We will be retiring for the night soon." is all he says in a relatively soft voice, keeping a bit of a watch on her reaction, and if what this means sinks in... and what he can expect this night.
 
She pours him a cup of tea, pouring some for herself but already knowing that she probably won't drink much of it, if any. She's not used to eating so much as she eats here every meal, and feels that if she drinks the tea she'll make herself sick. Instead she takes dainty sips to make it appear as if she's drinking it, knowing that he would probably feel insulted if she did not take tea with him. Her eyes widen a little when he mentions their retiring. That means that the time is nearing for them to be...together, again.

Their day together had been so nice, so simple, so awkward free, is that going to change now? Is their evening going to ruin what their day was? She hopes not, but she doesn't know. If it goes anything like it did the previous night, Eza expects it to not go very well.
 
He sips his tea lightly, as he watches her reaction, first nothing then dawning comprehension, and finally the look of reluctance. He subtly shakes his head, and sets the cup down. Standing up from the table before he says anything else, "It has been a.... good day, I have enjoyed speaking with you as well as watching you in the gardens." He pauses here and turns to the door before glancing back over his shoulder, "Consider yourself exempt from your... duties tonight. That said he pushes the sliding door open and moves off to the wardrobe, to retrieve lighter sleeping clothes.

He didn't really wait for a response before leaving, and though his voice didn't hold any disappointment, it didn't hold much really, it seemed to have regressed back towards the toneless voice he had used before.
 
She saw him shake his head and push the cup away. When he stood, she stood too, immediately aware of what she'd done. "Seiryu -- !" she swallowed nervously and followed after him quickly. She hadn't meant to offend him, she really hadn't. She pulls up the gown so that she can run faster. She follows him into the wardrobe room, her heart aching she felt so bad. It made it even worse that he didn't seem to show much emotion about it. He seemed not to care, that he didn't even want her at all.

She managed to get in front of him in the wardrobe room. "Seiryu, please. I....I want to. To, um, perform my duties I mean. I want to," she stepped up closer to him, unsure at how to advance towards him. She'd obviously never had to advance to a man before, so she didn't know what to do. She reached out and rested a hand on his chest gently, "Please?"
 
He looked down at her in silence for a moment and glanced down at the hand resting on his chest, he kept his face blank for a moment longer before quietly reaching down and taking her hand, "You do not... have to do this, I'm well aware that you don't even wish to be here." he pauses and raises her hand, leaning down to kiss her fingertips before releasing her. "Today I have found you to be... more than I expected." He steps away from her and shakes his head again turning away to begin changing into his bedclothes.

"Which is why I am willing to wait until you truly are ready before doing this again." he added, although it was quiet, as he slipped out of his hakama and began replacing it with a thin bedrobe.
 
She hadn't wanted this at all a minute ago. A minute ago, she had thought that if he said he didn't want her, she would be relieved. But now that he was willing to wait even if he didn't want to, she wanted to do it for him. She didn't want it for her, but she wanted to do it. She wanted to fulfill her duty and to try to make him happy as he had made her so happy today. The gardens, the library. She'd enjoyed her day. She wanted him to have some enjoyment too.

"I have found you that way too. I want to do this. I really do." she walked over to him again, taking hold of his bedrobe and trying to pull it away from him. Then she reached behind her and pulled at the strings that held her dress together so that it would become loose.
 
He heard the soft sound of cloth rustling as she loosened her dress and allowed her to tug his robe away, he turned to face her, and just by looking at his eyes she would be able to tell he wanted her, even though it had been only a day she had shown herself to be more than he could have previously hoped for in a wife. With her offering herself so blatantly he couldn't deny himself any longer. He stepped forward, his arms moving around her waist as he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers in a soft.. but somehow hungry kiss,

Even as he did this he began gently moving her back out of the wardrobe room, and back into the bedroom. He found himself further loosening the strings on her dress, loosening the clothing further from her slim frame.
 
She was surprised by the softness of his kiss. He was so strong, so much bigger than she was, that she just automatically expected everything that he did to hurt her. She let him move her backwards and into the bedroom. Her dress came even looser and eventually she had to break their kiss. She maneuvered herself out of the dress, letting it fall to the ground. She backed up the rest of the way until she hit the bed, crawling up backwards on top of it. Her heart was pounding rapidly, this was nothing like their time before. This was completely different.

She even wanted him this time. And she wanted him to want her, which he did. She gave him a smile, but this one was wide and playful. She had been bold so far, but again she ended up not knowing what to do. Should she beckon him to her? Wait for him to climb on top of her? She wasn't sure, so she just gave him her smile and hoped he would know.
 
he gave a slight growl as she broke away from the kiss, not threatening or even frightening, it was more... playful. he watched for for a moment as she slipped out of her dress, eyes scanning over her body as he finished dropping his own robe, he moved quickly, onto the bed straddling her hips. That playful smile of hers was enough of a beckon as far as he was concerned. Unlike before which was quick and pleasure less.. he wanted her to enjoy this as well. he was somewhat unsure if the likes of human females and demonic females were the same though..." His hands began working their way up her sides running over her curves as he leaned over her bringing his lips to hers again for another kiss.

His hips were over hers and his shaft was pressed against her thigh for the moment. Unlike before he felt no need to rush... He wished to enjoy this to the fullest, and a quick rut wouldn't be any good for that.
 
She wasn't sure exactly what would please him, but he hadn't even touched her yet and she was already extremely pleased. She squealed when he jumped on top of the bed and straddled her, laying flat against the bed and looking up at him. Her eyes were wide and doe-like, but not afraid. She shivered lightly when his hands ran up her sides, her chest rising and fall with each breath she took. She kissed him back now, eagerly, when he planted his lips on hers again. She lifted her hands and placed them on his chest, but moved them upward until they slid up his shoulders and around his neck. She gripped his hair with one hand gently, to keep him close to her, her other ran rubbing his neck.

Her legs spread open naturally again, but not because they had to this time. Because she wanted them to. She even lifted one leg and wrapped it loosely around his waist. She wanted to feel his body pressed against hers. She liked the coolness of his skin now, it was soothing rather than frightening.
 
She felt strangely warm to his usually cold skin, as he explored her slim and supple body with eager hands, he was careful to use a light touch, to not hurt her, as his hands passed over her breasts fingers trailing briefly over her nipples, as he broke slightly from the kiss catching his breath for a moment, before pressing his lips back to hers, and probing her slightly open mouth with his tongue, even as he did this he shifted his hips rubbing his shaft against her entrance, not entering yet, but merely.. teasing.

She was responsive this time, the little sounds she made and the way she wrapped her arms around him driving him a bit wild, his hands found her breasts again, running his fingers lightly over them, as he moved his hips again pressing lightly against her entrance.
 
She shivered again when his fingers trailed along her nipples, hardening them immediately. To him, he was touching her lightly. But to her his touch was firm and confident, exactly what she wanted from him (though it wasn't a conscious want). She wriggled when he began to tease her, her arousal spiking. He was beginning to drive her wild too. She pulled away from the kiss for a moment and looked him directly in his eyes, her arms still wrapped around his neck. "Teasing me already? It's just our second time," and then she giggled, something she'd never done in front of him before.

She felt a little embarrassed after her girlishly human giggle, but she couldn't go back from it. She just giggled again and then kissed him boldly, her leg around his waist attempting to pull him closer and inside of her.
 
He found her giggle.... cute for lack of a better word it was something distinctly different that he hadn't heard before and he liked it. He smiled as she initiated the kiss this time, and didn't break away for a long few moments, when he did his hands trailed down to her hips gripping them lightly as he continued teasing her, "I admit.. it is only our second time... but i wish for you to enjoy this as much as I." he says the last as a whisper in her ear, as he moves his hips again this time pressing the first inch or so of his shaft inside of her, before pulling back out.

He seems intent on getting her... well lubricated before making the final plunge so to speak wanting it to be as easy as possible on her still inexperienced body.
 
She didn't know if she would be able to enjoy it as much as him. She was very new at this, and while she didn't know if he had slept with any other women, she knew that he was at least versed in how intimacy was supposed to go. She, on the other hand, had no such 'training' or even any information about it other than the extreme basics. She whimpered softly as he pushed into her, her insides stretching to accommodate even that little part of him. It didn't really hurt this time though, which was good.

She smiled up at him again and nodded a little to reassure him, "I'm okay. I'm ready," and she was, for the most part. Her body had begun reacting to him seriously and she was wet.
 
he nods in acknowledgment of her words, as he moves his hips again in one quick thrust pushing his manhood deep inside of her waiting passage, sliding almost easily inside despite the tightness of the passage. he growls slightly under his breath, as he grows used to the tightness, and presses his lips to hers again, the kiss is a bit rougher this time, almost as if he's claiming her.. marking her as his in a way he hadn't before. As he began to move inside of her his light touches grew more confident, as he wandered her slim body with caressing touches.

His tongue slipped into her mouth as he deepened the kiss exploring it, and toying with her own tongue, as he pulled almost completely out of her and then thrust back in, slipping deeper, the head pressing against her cervix, it seemed even loosened up she couldn't quite fit him all.
 
She whimpered softly when he thrust himself up inside of her, her body automatically reacting to being stretched like that. It didn't hurt the way it had the day before though, not at all. She wriggles a little bit as her body gets used to him being inside of her again, her tight muscles squeezing him. When he kisses her she returns the favor, but her kiss is soft and submissive, as if she's acknowledging that he's claiming her and she's accepting it.

The more confident his touch grows, the less control she has over herself. His light touch is firm to her as it is, but now as he really gropes her it's as if she's his property -- which in this moment, she doesn't mind. She breathed heavily, feeling him slide deeper and deeper inside of her until he reaches the end of her tunnel.
 
He pauses a moment when he finds he's as deep as he can get and then begins to move, his thrusts are slow and steady at first but gradually they begin to pick up a bit more speed. As he begins this he breaks away from the kiss, trailing a line of softer kisses and playful bites down her neck, nothing to break the skin just teasing nips. His hands settle in place on her hips holding her steady, as his movements begin to get a bit harder, shaking her slim frame and the bed beneath them as it goes on.

As he reaches the bottom of her neck he bites more roughly at the place her shoulder joins her neck, his slightly sharp teeth making indents in her skin but not breaking it.. normally with another demon he would bite hard enough to draw blood.. but he's not certain if that would be good for her.
 
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