"The Warden of Time doesn't do love."
the words play over and over in your head as Kronii positions herself on all fours before you, spreading her drooling lips
her face bares a smug look, even if it's etched red with lust
"Come here, dog."
you obey, just as you always have, crawling over to position yourself behind her
it has been quite sometime since your little arrangement with Kronii
that being that she's decided to grace you with her companionship
and with sex
lots of sex
but either because you are a fool or Kronii is just that perfect, you've found yourself wanting more
you no longer fantasize about fucking like wild animals in impossible positions
you want to make love
you no longer want to be forced down and have your dick rode for a literal century in a time bubble
you want to hold hands
you no longer think of pinning her down and breeding her absolutely full
you want to kiss
surely, something is wrong with you; you have the Warden of Time on all fours presenting herself to you, and you find yourself wanting more
"Anon, I know I'm perfect, but stop staring and fuck me already."
her words take you back to the present
you place your hands on her petite hips - which contrast greatly with her swinging, heavy tits
you guide your length into her, something you've done countless times
her depths are just as vice-like and lovingly warm as usual
Kronii coos as she lays out beneath you, looking at you from the corner of her eye with a smile
you smile back, leaning forward to bring your mouth to her shoulder
where you may have once bit hard enough to leave a mark, you place a tender kiss
she must've been expecting the former too, because she eep'd in surprise at what you just did
still, she says nothing
you begin to thrust into her, slowly and sensually, drawing out every sensation for both of you
she moans, closing her eyes and focusing on the feeling of your member pulling on her walls with every back stroke
you look down at her, your eyes trailing down the contour of her back
the heft of her breasts from behind
the slight curve of her thin frame
God, she's perfect
you bring your hands to her heavy tits and massage them, and lean down to kiss and nibble her ear
she moans at your ministrations, but she must be noticing something is different
"Harder, anon, fuck me up--"
you tell her you love her, your breath hot on her nape
"W-wha--"
you tell her you want nothing more than to be with her, your words tickling her ear
"Anon we talked about this..."
you repeat it like a mantra; you love her, you love her, you love her...
you're not sure if you felt that or if you're finally losing it, but you feel her inner walls clamp up on you a little with your repeated confession
"A-anon, stop."
you love her
you speed up your thrusting, hitting sensitive spots in her with every jab of your dick
you love Kronii so much
she can only moan underneath you, trying to zone out your confessions and focus on your carnal acts
you love Kronii
you pull back one of your arms and hook it under her leg, pulling her up and unto her back with a 'pomf'
"Anon?!"
you lunge at her, holding her in a tight embrace as you pound her in this romantic position
her voice hitches with every attempt to get you to stop
"Qui-quit i-it! Ba-bad do-dog!"
if she really wanted, she could stop time and throw you off with the force of a freight train
but she doesn't
because - or perhaps, you just tell yourself this - she's been falling in love with you too
you know her
you know she thinks poorly of herself
the conversation keeps playing in your head

...
she immediately turned away from you once you asked, now staring out the window
'D-date? No way, Anon.'
'I'm too busy with the Council, upholding space time.'
she could make time
'I'm too alien for human emotions, I just don't do that stuff.'
you've seen her happy, sad, angry, loving
'I'm immortal, it would suck you know?'
she could change that
'I'm too awkward, and I'm not even fun to be around.'
nonsense, she's the most fun you've had in your life
'... And you could never be at my level, so don't bother.'
she doesn't really think that
'Yup. The Warden of Time doesn't do love.'
she's trying to convince herself more than you
'So go find another girl. Trust me.'
'I'd make a terrible girlfriend.'
to hear those words come from the normally narcissistic and self-centered Kronii almost made you fly into a rage, but you held it together for your mistress
...

you grit your teeth in anger at your own thoughts, your own memories
she's perfect, in every way
she's too good for you, if anything
all the while you've been drilling into Kronii from above, her huge jugs squished against your chest
she's been moaning out, overwhelmed with pleasure
"A-anon! I'm cumming!"
you're brought back to the present, the memory of a Kronii blankly staring outside with the current Kronii, red and teary-eyed and at her peak
you continue thrusting even as she begins to climax around you
she screams in ecstasy, head knocking back unto the pillow
you silence her screams with a deep kiss, your lips sealing around hers
she's only able to moan in confusion as she screams into you, her walls undulating around your intrusion and flooding her juices put of her
with her locked under you like this, with her mouth claimed just as you were claiming her sex, you met your own orgasm
you didn't even notice you were about to cum until the first spurt of your seed
your hips kept moving, leaving you to fuck her through both of your peaks
every motion of her depths worked to milk you of your jizz, every thrust of your dick served to send your shots further
all the while you kissed her, sapping her of her breath just as it did yours
eyes locked with hers
when you finally both stopped cumming, you stayed like this a little longer
when your arms finally gave out, you collapsed next to her, both of you lightheaded, sweaty, panting, satisfied
your cum and her juices stain the sheets
you love her
"... Shut up."
her hand finds yours and holds it tightly with all the strength you've left her
a few more minutes of blissful silence, and she places a peck on your cheek
you smile, but she only pouts at your smugness
still, she does not let go of your hand and returns your gaze
maybe the Warden of Time doesn't do love
but maybe Kronii can

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Pub: 09 Sep 2021 01:30 UTC
Edit: 23 Sep 2021 12:17 UTC
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