Want vs Need

After sparing with Cú and establishing his complete superiority as a servant to Rina, Emiya was engulfed in a fire that started in the pit of his stomach and blazed outward. When he entered the front door and saw her with teary eyes sitting on the couch with his clothes on, he lost himself completely. Walking over to her, he picked her up in his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist, kissing her with abandon as he carried her into the bedroom.

"Rina, please forgive me."

Before she could reply, her back was on the bed, and his clothes had been ripped off. Once every shred was gone from them both, Emiya's lips were biting and sucking on her nipple as he wasted no time spreading her legs and penetrating her fully in one fluid thrust. Moaning gutturally as his rough ministrations turned her on faster and more intensely than their usual lovemaking, Ria brought her hands to his back and raked them down his flesh, leaving angry red marks and beads of blood in their wake.

"Em." She whined. "Em, I need to feel all of you. Please be rough." She begged in his ear, and he shuddered before his body had changed, and the eyes that looked back at her became the cold, steely eyes of Assassin.

Panicking for a moment as he lifted her legs onto his shoulders and nipped up and down her neck and collarbone, only his soothing voice brought her back to a relaxed, aroused state. "It's still me, Rina, but I don't want to hold back anymore. I have to have you, and I don't want to be gentle."

On the last word, he slammed into her bottoming out as she arched her back, giving a silent scream of pleasure as her nails dug into his skin, drawing more blood. Breathing in sharply, she could tell this version of him carried a more primal need. "More, Rina, I need more. Wrap your arms around my neck."

Doing as he asked, he supported her back as he lifted her to a more upright position, her knees still over his shoulders as he leaned back slightly to accommodate the angle and momentum. Panting, she cried his name as her fluids began soaking them both every time he pulled out and fucked her against the wall. Driving her up and down the wall as his thrusts dictated their momentum, he rode her roughly, letting the sloppy sounds of her squelching pussy fill the moments of silence in between.

"Rina, I want to hear more."

Pulling her off the wall abruptly, he lay her back on the bed before putting his face between my legs to over-lubricate her clit. Once drenched in fluid and saliva, he positioned his hips back between her legs as his fingers strove her angered clit. Thrusting in and bottoming out, rapt in his demanding dominance, her moans and cries escalated until his need for her became overwhelming. Pulley out of her soaked pussy he pressed the head of his cock to her ass he penetrated it slowly. Pushing a little harder on her clit, as he increased his teasing, he groaned as her ass sucked him in until he was pelvis to ass. Giving her a chance to adjust, he pulled out and pushed in agonizingly slow until she tried to move back into him with a groan of frustration. Seeing no reason to hold back, his thrusts became more aggressive.

There was no hope of her lasting. Within seconds she orgasmed hard, arching and bucking against him as he drove himself inside her over and over. When she finally settled from her high, he cleaned himself off before penetrating her slit again, bringing himself to his orgasm as he clutched her hips and pulled them harshly into him. The warmth she felt as his seed filled her womb until it began to seep out reassured her though she still craved to feel the warmth of his whole body. Reaching up, she tried to grab him and pull him down to her, which he happily obliged, pulling her instead into his arms as he kissed her over and over as his hands ran down her back.

"Please don't hate me, Rina. I just needed you so badly."

"I'm not mad; I just want you to make love to me like that more often." She bit his lip harder than usual, and he pulled her on top of him, careful not to pull out of her in the process. Placing one hand on her hip and the other on her breast, he began moving her against him again.

Ria moaned as her sore walls met with his still-engorged shaft. Digging her nails into his chest, knowing she would leave marks, she bent down to his ear. "Make love to me, Assassin. I want to feel your dirty hands all over my body, tainting me."

Emiya sits up and kisses her, biting her lip and demanding entry for his tongue, which she concedes. His hands then shift to her ass, where they dig into the supple skin; his hips grinding my hips into hers as he captures her moans with his lips.

Tangling her hands into his hair before placing them on his shoulders and pushing him between her legs, Em hums his pleasure. Feeding into it, Ria grips onto the headboard as he pulls her hips onto his face and devours her clit with licks, sucks, and gentle caresses with his fingers. Making sure to stimulate as much as he can, Em uses his free hand to run from her nipples, which he pulls and twists, to her ass, which he penetrates, and up her back. His tongue and lips suck and caress as he pinches her nipples hard.

"Em," she moans in frustration, "Damnit, Em fuck me. I need you inside me, please. Please Em. I'll do anything. Please fuck me hard." She feels his lips smile against hers as he gives her one final long lick. Pulling out from under her, he then shifts her to her belly, lifting her hips up and towards him.

Taking his place behind her, he enters swiftly in one stroke, causing a sharp cry to tear from her lips. Ria had never wanted or needed him or even Cú this badly. His body was like a drug, and she couldn't get enough. As one hand massaged her breast, the other brought her to orgasm as it stroked her clit while he penetrated her repeatedly. When her orgasm hits, she convulses hard into the mattress as she screams into it. Though her body was spent and she could barely support her weight, she stayed still, not wanting to separate from him. As she attempts to recover, she feels his hand run lovingly down her back.

"Rina?"

"Yes, my love."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Kissing her back, he pulled out of her, slowly eliciting a whine in protest. "Keep making those noises and looking as succulent as you do, and I might just kill you, taking you over and over until your body gives out." He leans down to bite her hip gently. "Come take a shower with me before we go get something to eat."

Moving carefully to the edge of the bed, she tried to stand, but her legs were too weak. "I'm going to need a minute. My body seems easily overwhelmed by how passionate you were."

Wrapping an arm around her waist, he lifted her off the bed, pulling her against his body before pulling the sheets back and placing her gently in bed. When she was settled, he got in next to her and covered them both before lovingly kissing her face and neck.

Running her fingers through his hair, she smiled. "What's gotten into you? It's not like you to be so outwardly possessive and demanding."

"You are mine, and I intend to fill you up with everything I have so you never feel like you did earlier. It broke my heart, and I had to show you how desperately I love you."

"Oh, Em." She smiled and pulled him to her so she could kiss him over and over as his kiss had always been so soft and supple, never losing their quality. No matter where he kissed, his lips seemed to mold to whatever they touched always.

For the next hour, they stayed like this, kissing and running their hands gently over each other's bodies until Ria no longer felt weak.

"I think we can shower now."

The first out of bed, Em grabs her, pulling her towards him so he can pick her up and carry her to the shower. Once showered and dressed, they head to the mess hall to get food. Emiya decides to stay garbed as Assassin going forward. He no longer wanted there to be any question as to his ability to protect her, though she assured him that hadn't been an issue for a very long time.

When they got there, the pair drew a lot of attention. No one had seen Emiya as Assassin, and no one knew a servant could access another form. Ria could feel the questions on her skin as people murmured but didn't approach her, as Emiya was pretty intimidating in that setup. Of course, it didn't help he sat next to her, playing with mini daggers.

As she began to eat, Ria sensed a shift in Emiya's attention. "Looks like we have company he said casually, though he watched the figure approaching out of the corner of his eye as he continued to play with his daggers.

Ria kept eating, pretending she wasn't aware, before a male figure walked past them and sat down across from her.

Looking up, she noticed it was the Grande Master. "To what do I owe this pleasure."

"We have a particularly nasty Singularity that none of the Mages we send can deal with. Some have died, and some are badly wounded. Many have lost spirits. Given your magic capabilities and evolved servant, I was hoping you would be willing to take it on."

Ria continued eating for a moment, buying time as she talked with Emiya.

"Thoughts?"

"I see no reason not to. You and I are more than capable of handling everything we have faced so far. It would be good to test our skills on something more challenging."

Finishing her current bite, she replied, "We are willing to take the mission on."

"Good. It will be you and one other team. Just an added measure."

"You said nothing about this being a team effort. I'm not interested in babysitting some novice."

"You aren't required to approve the dynamics of the mission. Besides, your partner isn't a novice; he is a wealthy contributor to the Order who wishes for a competent guard when he takes on the Singularity in question."

Ria frowns. "And who is this 'companion' you speak of."

"Ferris Albricht Hyrion and his lancer. You will meet tomorrow at dawn."

"Fine. We will be there."

Then the Grande Master left, and Ria was disquiet and anxious. Something about this mission was going to change everything from this point on. She just hoped it was for the better.