Saber turns her head to face me, but I do not allow for any words of hers, as I seal her lips with mine before she could say anything. I am not waiting for her consent, I know she will not mind. She knows as well as me that we need this boost of strength more than ever, even though she probably does not feel as drawn to me as I do to her whenever we are this close.
But this time it is my turn. With my thumb on her chin, I gently part her lips just enough so my tongue can slip right through them, right after I softly nibble on her lower lip. Saber softly whimpers in response, but her hands just grip onto the sleeves of my pyjama. Inside her mouth feels so hot, did it feel the same last week? I feel the need to explore every little centimetre of tissue in her mouth, run my tongue over every tooth, especially her fangs.
I see them whenever she grins victoriously or opens her mouth wider to scold me and I found them cute since I first spotted them. Now, feeling their sharp tips against my tongue sends small jolts through my body. I want more.
Saber pushes against my tongue with hers, to get rid of the intruder in her mouth, but to no avail. I circle her tongue with mine, softly rub against it and then suck it into my mouth. Payback time, I think, as I hear her voice getting louder, vibrating through my throat. I cannot help my own moans slipping out softly, and I wonder if it feels as good for her as it does for me.
I pull away and face her flushed, panting face. She seems speechless, but I am not much better. While kissing her, I completely failed to notice how taxing it is and now I wonder if I really held my breath through the whole time. But I feel it is not enough yet. I want more of Saber, I want to hear more of her cute voice. I want to see this side of her that she does not show to anyone else.
Never before have I realised how white her skin looks, and how soft. I wonder if it is as soft as it looks like, so I lower my head to kiss the side of her neck, which seems to surprise her. It is just as soft… And a bit salty, I notice. I softly suck on the soft skin, eliciting a sigh from Saber who then holds the back of her hand over her mouth to silence herself, seemingly embarrassed about the noises she is making. This is fine, too.
I pull away again, leaving the small spot wet from my saliva. It seems that there will be a small mark staying, and I do not mind this thought at all. In fact, it pushes me to keep going. "Stop me if I'm going too far," I whisper, though I am sure Saber would not. I really hope she will not.
I pull her shirt a bit to the side to gain access to the skin between her shoulder and neck, then softly bite it. Saber arches her back in surprise and whimpers so suddenly, she fails to keep her voice down. I need to surprise her, huh? This realisation made me more daring. The fuzzy warmth in my groin would make me do almost anything to hear even more of Saber, to elicit even more of her cute reactions that I could never imagine before.
I slide my hands below her shirt, over her flat stomach, and instantly I can feel her tensing up. I softly caress her belly as I suck on the spot I have bitten before. Instinctively, I move my hands upwards to cup her small breasts and squeeze them slightly, to which Saber arches her back and moans out. "M-Master," she whimpers, "Stop, please…"
As much as I enjoy teasing her, I would be as much of a failure as a friend as I am as Master. I take my hands back and readjust her shirt, then softly kiss her forehead. "I'm sorry. I went too far?" Saber does not really face me, most likely too embarrassed to do so. "I'm not sure. It just… felt weird."
So, maybe she feels the same after all?