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The Sword's "Proper" Sheath (Kuro x Falcom)

"Oof!"

"Watch that pose, Icarus. You can't stand so rigidly in battle as if it were a training match," Falcom, the wandering adventurer, instructed. She was dressed in her usual attire within the empty clearing near Virtua Forest, across from her clumsily stood Kuro, dressed in a black T-shirt with matching sweatpants, repositioning himself in a more versatile sword stance. It was more how Falcom stood poised during her fights, except it was more of her swordplay style than Kuro's, hence his numerous mistakes. "Hold it firmer, but not too firm. You'll wanna hold your weapon with a nice, even balance. Not too firm, but not too loose."

"Alright," Kuro replied as he adjusted his grip on his wooden sword. Off to the side, their actual blades were leaning against a tree. Falcon supposed it was his insistence that he needed to 'catch up' with the CPUs, Candidates, and the other Makers that led to him asking Falcom for sword training. The girl was flattered, but teaching wasn't really her strong suit. She initially wanted to refuse, but she decided against it and was all too happy than she did. This was actually kinda fun!

"Now get ready! I'm comin' at ya with a bit more oomph than earlier," the angel did not respond to her sentence, instead opting to spread his legs slightly further apart as he entered a newer stance more befitting of his own style.

Falcom smiled in approval, before she shifted her feet. Falcom slowly got closer, the tips of their wooden blades brushing against each other's.

Suddenly, Falcom lashed out, and Kuro moved his sword in defense. Their wooden weapons clashed repeatedly, the boy jumping back to avoid a horizontal strike from his trainer. Seeing this, Falcom pushed forward, stabbing at her trainee. Kuro used his weapon to deflect Falcom's blow, and he moved in for a strike. However, he could not as she used the pummel of her weapon to strike Kuro across the cheek. She was initially hesitant to attack him so harshly, but soon found out he was actually pretty durable. That and Kuro told her himself to not pull punches.

As such, she continued her assault. Falcom pushed the attack, using her wooden sword to trip him up. Following that, she used the flat side to knock him to the ground, landing face first. That, she winced at. She backed away from him, the dark haired angel holding his face as he sat up. Turning around to face her, she finally noticed that his nose was bleeding.

"Woah. Hey, do you wanna maybe take a break? Your nose is bleeding, dude."

Kuro shook his head, wiping his face with his free arm. He retook his stance as his blue eyes intently gazing upon Falcom's with a determined expression; "No way. I'm good to keep going."

The expression on his face made him seem a bit bigger than he looked and Falcom couldn't stop the red tinge in her cheeks. But she quickly forced it away, and got into her stance; "Alright, this time, you come at me. Ya don't expect to play defensive the whole fight, right?"

"Heh heh. That rhymed," Kuro noted before charging at Falcom.

A few hours later…

It was already close to sundown by the time the pair finished Kuro's training for the day. Tomorrow, he'd be doing martial arts practice with that Tekken girl and the ninja, Marvy. Falcom offered a hand towards Kuro, and she smiled slightly; "You weren't half bad, kid."

Pouting at being called a kid, Kuro took her hand and she helped him up; "Hey. FYI, I may look like I'm still a kid, but I'm really eighteen, almost nineteen…"

Okay, that, Falcom didn't know; "Seriously?"

"Yup. By the way, your reaction, I get a lot. Really, the only ones who know how old I really am are the CPUs, the Candidates, Miss Histoire, Iffy, Compa, and now you," he counted. "Altough, I'm not sure if I like how I still wasn't able to land a single hit on you even after three weeks of this."

"You're still a novice, dude," Falcom said, a small ounce of arrogance in her tone. "That and I've only been training you for three weeks now. Despite how skilled you've quickly become, it's still a hundred thousand years too soon before you reach my level."

"Oh, yeah? Just watch me, okay?! I'll get even stronger than you, Falcom!" Kuro responded, the determination in his voice speaking volumes. Falcom smiled slightly, patting his head.

"Now then, next question: Are you hurt anywhere?" There was a fair amount of concern in her tone. She cupped his face, inspecting it left and right, completely unaware of Kuro's growing blush.

"I'm okay. My nose still kinda stings from earlier, though," he replied.

"Then you can walk it off. I'm sure the pain'll only be temporary," Falcom responded, her trainee nodding at her words. That was another thing that she was pleased with. Kuro never questioned her when it came to her decisions. If he was confused on something, he would ask her, she would answer, and once he understood he never questioned again. He did things without complaint, and if things were explained to him, he grasped onto things quickly.

Arriving to their camp, Falcom sat in front of the campfire, reaching in and pulling out several small squares of meat skewered on a stick. The meat she brought was cooked well and her mouth slightly watered. Handing Kuro his share, she reached into the flames a procured another one for herself as she sat down.

Both of them proceeded to eat their respective food, savoring their morsels and gradually filling their stomachs. Once they were finished, they tossed their sticks into the flames, Falcom readying their rent, whilst Kuro was content with simply staring into the flames curiously. He offered to do it instead, but Falcom insisted that he rest his body after the training she gave him.

"Tent's ready, Icarus!" the redhead called from inside. He could see the light of her lantern illuminating it from the inside. Her silhouette being shown getting her own bedding prepared. However, it was soon showing Falcom… stripping.

It started out small as in her hair accessory, gloves, and her boots. Next, it got a bit more risqué when she began removing her jacket and miniskirt, leaving her in her underwear and as well as her tank top. He immediately turned red and swung his body around to ensure that he didn't get caught staring. The sound of shuffling and quiet footsteps made the boy aware of Falcom approaching.

Feeling an arm sling around his neck and pulling, Kuro heard her ask him; "You ready to hit the hay?"

"U-um, yeah. I'll just take the tree," he internally congratulated himself for managing to keep it somewhat cool. But he noticed that Falcom wouldn't let him go and instead pulled him closer, obviously unaware of his face inching closer to her breast. "Um, Falcom? You can let me go, now…"

"I know. Just like I know that you're not gonna sleep on that tree this time. You're coming in the tent with me," she affirmed. Kuro opened his mouth to say something, most likely something akin to denial, so she beat him to the punch. "I know that you're going to say no, but given the cloud formations, there's a good chance of rainfall. It's better to be safe then sorry."

Looking skywards, he saw that the clouds were indeed in a rather ominous formation; "…fine. You win, Falcom."

Simply smiling at her victory, she grabbed Kuro's hand and pulled him towards the tent. Once they were inside, the rain started and it seemed like it wouldn't be stopping anytime soon; "Now, do you regret coming inside?"

"U-uh, no…" the angel replied shakily, the budding feeling of arousal still ever present. The two day inside this one tent in silence before Falcom shifted in her spot.

"Hey, Icarus? I have something I wanna admit," she started she then sat up and crawled over on all fours until she loomed over Kuro. Kuro was about to say something along the lines of 'what is it' when she firmly grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into an unsuspecting kiss.

Her eyes were closed and her lips eloquently sucking and nibbling his while the dark haired boy's face looked completely alarmed and confused. Yet, Kuro held no will to shove her off or deny her advance. Gradually, strength left his body and his eyes lowered as he receded into the impromptu embrace.

They stayed like that for a short while till Falcom slowly pulled back leaving a dazed Kuro frozen in place. She found the expression amusing and quite adorable, soon enough he snapped awake and stared at her questioningly expecting answers.

"Eheheh… look, I'm still sorta new to this whole romance thing, but I might as well get this off my chest," she took a deep breath before continuing.

"It's just that, well, I just think you're really cute and funny, sweet, caring, and kind. While you can be a bit of a goofball from time to time, you can be pretty mature when you want to be. I mean at first, I saw ya as the little brother I never had, but… the more time I spent with you, the happier I noticed I am. What I'm trying to say, Icarus, is that, um, I like you. Like, as in, I wanna be your girlfriend…"

"…!" No words came from Kuro's mouth. He just stared at her wide eyes and tomato red cheeks.

Taking his silence as a sign of rejection, Falcom looked downwards forlornly. Kuro snapped out of it quickly enough to see her as expression before doing the only thing he could think of…

He turned her head to face him and kissed her.

The redhead's breath hitched for a moment before she relaxed into the increasingly heated make out session. Her eyes shifted shut and her hands rested on his cheeks as she moved her mouth in tangent to his. They remained like this until Falcom felt the angel's hand brush against her left breast, making her gasp and moan.

Separating from him, she pulled lifted her tank top and bra, leaving her breasts bare for Kuro's eyes and his alone. Her nipples were just the right shade of pink and were hardening from just his gaze alone. Her breasts themselves were a perfect C-cup size.

She didn't give him much time to ogle them as she descended upon him, straddling his waist as she felt her body heat up in anticipation. Falcom hunched over to capture him in another deep tongue sloshing lip lock. Kuro was a little inexperienced in that regard, but he was a fast learner given that she was as well and her tongue coiled and twisted with his with gusto. Falcom, on the other hand, knew what she wanted and that she was going to take it by her own hands.

Her breasts pressed against his clothed chest due to their proximity, but in her mind it would feel far better if they touched his skin, so she pulled herself away from her now-lover's mouth and eventually she trudged the shirt up to his neck where Kuro looked on at her in fascination.

Falcom shifted herself and lowered her head to where her face met with his midriff, her lips made contact with one while she tenderly stroked the other. Kuro was quietly mewling his heightened bliss due to her ministrations, but what really sent his arousal through the roof was when Falcom's tongue came out and slowly licked up his chest seductively.

She continued gingerly licking and kissing around his chest till her head found its way back to his jaw. She took Kuro's face in her hands and leaned closer so she could capture his tongue with her lips to suck it into her mouth.

"F-Falcom…" he breathed. Said girl just lightly shushed him.

"No more talking. Let's just take good care of each other, okay?" without any more words, Falcom tugged at his pants and boxers, letting his erection stand tall. She blushed and averted her eyes for a bit before glancing at it from the side.

"I-It's kinda on the big side, isn't it…?" she evaluated before gripping his meat as well as feeling Kuro shyly cradle and fondle her breast. Falcom let out a moan at the sensation.

Then, an idea struck her. Falcom pushed Kuro down onto the sleeping bag, removed her panties, and turned around to hover her sex above his face while hers was right on front of his penis. Without so much as a word, Falcom's mouth slowly descended on his hardened member. Kuro groaned and, in a knee-jerk reaction, began to lick her womanhood. Falcom shuddered but continued sucking away.

Kuro grabbed the cheeks of her firm buttocks to pull his head forward. His lips touched and kissed around her nether region softly before he stuck out his tongue, slowly running it over her pussy lips. He slowly, yet energetically sucked along her pussy lips in a rotating manner eventually sliding his tongue into her depths causing her twitch her hips in response.

This resulted in her inwardly mewling in pleasure, then she returned the favor by kissing/sucking the tip of his member swirling her tongue around while doing so. The soft fleshy vice of her mouth closed in on his shaft gave the angel immeasurable lengths of pleasure as she made sure to get every nook and cranny, he could feel every ounce of euphoria throughout his body.

Falcom refrained from her ministrations as she was reacting heavily to Kuro's services to her pussy, the feeling of his tongue diving and rotating around inside her pussy put her through the edge.

"Icarus!" she gasped clamping down her thighs on his head riding out her juice spritzing convulsions on his face mouth agape in orgasm.

Kuro hadn't come yet but was well on his way regardless, meanwhile Falcom's climaxing cunt continued juicing all over his face for a couple of more seconds until she ceased. The winged boy took the opportunity of her cool down period to lap up her sweet nectar directly from its source.

Soon, Falcom arose and turned herself around meeting him face to face appearing very appeased and exhilarated when she locked eyes onto his.

She positioned herself to hover him and hunching over fully presenting her breasts to him. She lowered herself back downward, gripping his cock firmly and guiding it just beneath her pussy lips, with a slump she descended gradually accepting his appendage little by little.

"Aaahh…!" she elicited a cry of pain when sheathing herself completely on the hardened flesh, ending her life as a virgin. Kuro tried mitigating the pain by kissing and pinching her nipples. Eventually, the initial discomfort transformed into pleasure, meaning that Falcom was ready to begin.

She sat up all the way, the put her hands, palms down, on either side of his chest. Her pussy clamped down on his cock as she began bouncing with her tits bouncing along with her. After a good amount of frantic bouncing, Falcom felt her end coming close. Despite that, she kept going. She continued bouncing in her 'seat' of Kuro's lap with a hard, twitching cock embedded into her pussy. This continued on for several more minutes until Falcom had begun bouncing at faster pace, her breasts jiggling wildly as a result.

Kuro reached behind her and grabbed her firm buttocks with both of his hands, feeling her flesh jiggle every time it hit his legs. Erotic slapping sounds went off as she came down. The angel watched as his rod moved in and out of her. He watched as her breasts bounced up and down every time their lower bodies made contact. She was almost sitting straight up now…

Soon, the adventurer raised herself off of him, then swung her legs around until she was straddling his hips. She grabbed Kuro's cock and guided it into her, lowering herself onto it more slowly than before. Once it was in, she leaned back until she was once again sitting almost straight up, only now she was facing the other way.

Falcom turned her head his way; "I hope you don't mind~"

One quick denial from Kuro later, she started moving her body up and down again. Every time she came down, her ass would jiggle and ripple a little bit. She started moving faster; up, down, up, down. His rod popped out of her once, but she just grabbed it and put it back in.

"Hey, am I… doing this right…? Does it… feel good?"

"Yeah. It feels awesome, Falcom," Kuro grit his teeth in pleasure. Smiling, she continued riding him in reverse cowgirl style for a few more minutes before she suddenly stopped bouncing, merely gyrating her hips and looking back at him once more. "Icarus. I can't be the one doing all the work. My hips are getting worn out…"

Falcom lifted herself off Kuro, then he scooted over to give her room to lie down, which she did, spreading her legs and bending her knees slightly. Kuro crawled over between her legs, spread them a little more, and using his hand, guided his penis into her. Her legs hiked up around his backside locking together instantly around his waist just as her arms locked themselves around his neck. Her face writhed in loving bliss as he continued slamming his member into her vaginal depths, her body undulated in sync with his thrusts that were getting stronger each second.

He thrust forward again, and one of his hands slid from her hip, gliding smoothing until his thumb pressed up against her clit. A sharp gasp slipped through her lips.

He pulled back, and pushed forward, his tempo slowly increasing as his thumb worked her clit in slow circles. Her eyes squeezed shut and she let out a shout as white hot pleasure shot through Falcom's spine and she came. The intense convulsions of Falcom's pussy was what drive Kuro to his peak as well. The girl could feel him pulse inside of her, feeling rope after rope of his creamy white substance filled her to the brim.

Her quiet moans left the room in a hushed silence, and he fell onto the bedding next to her, one arm around her waist; "Y'know, you're lucky that it's not my time of the month, or else you cumming inside me would get us in trouble…"

Kuro have a thumbs up, knowing what she was implying. He wasn't really ready/willing to become a father, yet; "I guys I gotta watch when I sheath this sword, am I right?"

Falcom merely smacked his chest, quietly giggling at his failure of a pun.

The next morning…

Kuro had awoken that morning with an incredible feeling coming from his crotch. He wanted to dismiss it, but he couldn't when two fleshy objects encased his morning wood.

He unzipped the sleeping bag and lifted the flap. What he saw was Falcom with his phallus between her breasts, stroking the appendage with her mounds while swirling her tongue around the tip.

"Good morning~" she greeted in a sultry like voice as she rubbed her breasts up and down on his throbbing member, increasing her pace bit by bit. Falcom then placed the tip of his penis inside her mouth, sucking greedily. Kuro places a hand on her head, stroking her soft red hair, making her smile and blush.

After about a full two minutes, his hips bucked as he came. Strings of his potent sperm shot out from his shaft and flew into Falcom's awaiting mouth. The lump sum of semen gathered in her mouth as she ingested the substance little by little; "Sorry about that little wake up call. I just had the urge to… y'know…"

"It's fine. It felt really good, so I can't complain," Kuro kissed her passionately, fondling her right breast. "But, uh, mind if we go one more round before I head back?"

Falcom's only response was hovering her sex above his meat; "I don't mind. Just hurry up and put your sword in its 'proper' sheath. And make sure to cum inside~"

No more words came out after that. Only the sounds of sex inside their tent for the next few minutes…

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