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Forbidden Fruit Tastes The Sweetest	By : AerithMon-Kishu Category: Final Fantasy VII > Het - Male/Female > Sephiroth/Aerith Views: 3980 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Deflowering a Cetra (I do not own FF7 or the characters. Don't earn money for this)

Chapter List
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Forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest
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Deflowering a Cetra
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Finally, an update ^^
ListlessMemory was posting a review and I wanted to show my thanks by posting the new one ^^
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Aerith Mon-Kishu
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Chapter 2: The Innocent Flower Girl and the lustful King
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Sephiroth had never noticed how painfully boring business of government was.
He scanned the documents only, without really understanding it. His thoughts rested on the young woman he had locked down the hall in her room.
Sephiroth had sent maids to bathe and clothe her. The long, white dress, which he had chosen for her, would surely look wonderful on her petite body. With uncountable flowers embroidered and frillies she would have certainly seem even more childlike. A sight which would blow a pleasurable shiver down the spine of his dark side.
Impatiently he glanced at the servant in the corner. "Look after her and when she is ready bring our guest to me."
The man nodded and disappeared through the door.
Sephiroth leaned back and rubbed his eyes. A few hours ago, he could hardly break his stare from her. Would that happen again now? Would his desire gain the upper hand this time? In the thought of the welfare of his kingdom, the king took a decision. He would not touch Aerith before the time had come. Otherwise, so he was sure his dark desires would overwhelm him and rob the girl of what made her so valuable at the moment.
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Minutes later there was a knock and Aerith came inside.
Sephiroth stared fixedly at her petite figure in the floor-length dress made from the finest materials. The hair elaborately coiffed, her cheeks covered with white powder, which made her seem even more fragile.
Aerith entered with cautious steps and did a curtsy that lacked the exercise.
The maids and other ladies of the court would certainly have to teach her a lot.
"Your Majesty."
Her gentle voice made the ruler dizzy and he struggled to breathe quietly – to breathe at all. "Sit down, " he ordered, pointing to a chair a few feet from his massive desk.
Sephiroth enjoyed the game of silky fabric around her waist as she crossed the room with faltering steps and sat down.
Nervously, she played with her elaborately dressed hair, looking down.
"Tell me something about you," his voice was calm and composed, but there was a fire inside him that burned his loins.
At first she was silent and showed him clearly that she wasn't happy with her spread.
But then she opened her rosy lips and her voice broke him again in the spell.
"I come from a village located east of Midgar. My father, I've never met him, my mother was taken by the sword thrust by one of your soldiers." She glanced at him with hateful eyes. Oh, this girl showed clear features of a rebel. She would certainly not give in so easily. Her subjugation would be a game to which he was more than eager to play.
"Your men kidnapped me from the house of my foster mother Elmyra."
Sort of thing he had heard of his follower, so he nodded and asked, "What are your interests? With what I could make your acclimation to life in court easier? "
Aerith winced briefly. Did the ruler indeed want to know what she did with her time? Or did he only ask for this to steal her most precious things away. Was it a trick?
"I took care of the flowers in the garden of my foster mother."
"Of course. Cetra is truly a talent that if it comes to plants. "
That was precisely the reason why she still had her innocence.
"Otherwise ... I've never lived in extravagant proportions. "
So her wishes were simple and down to earth.
"I will make sure that you get a garden of which you can take care of. The servant, who will be at your side will get everything you need. So do not hesitate to ask. "
He was quite alright when she concentrated her magic on the plants in Midgar and doing her spells. Thus, the recovery of pastures around Migar could be done immediately and quickly. And he then could taste the nectar of this delicate flower earlier.
"The dress looks really good on you," he coaxed with his bedroom voice.
He wanted to win her trust and affection, so that the only thing that bound her to him, were not chains, but honest feelings.
Oh, Sephiroth knew enough about this game already. Young girls like her still had her dream image of a knight in shining armor. He would treat her well, fulfill her desires and win her over.
Aerith would forget her family and friends.
And when she had once shared a bed with him, she would fall to him completely.
He would make her addicted to the feeling of his manhood inside her.
Aerith winced intimidated.
Oh, she was so young ... so delicate ... Maybe he should put his good intentions aside and cost some of the sweet nectar?
How much his masculinity longed to plunge into her silky depths once.
Again Sephiroth felt the longing in his loins. The thought of immersing himself completely in her burned in him. She was so small and dainty. And he could truly call himself to be particularly well equipped. Her first intercourse with him would certainly not be pleasant for her. But as an experienced lover he had enough knowledge to prepare her for it.
Oh, she would enjoy the sex as soon as he had once set her body on fire.
Sephiroth was already excited to see how many tries it would probably take to succeed in sowing his seed. Aerith was young and healthy.
It certainly would not take long.
To prove his manhood by begetting was a fascinating thought for him.
Previously he had always been very accurately sure that the women he bedded were not fertile at the moment. But now he no longer had to hold himself back and was able to enjoy the flower girl, whenever he was so inclined.
And he would make sure that his descendants were numerous.
What power would his heirs probably have, if they left the body of this girl?
His skills in the field of power and strategy were legendary, and she ... was a legend herself. The last pure daughter of her kind. Blessed with all its magic.
Their children would certainly be master of healing and the martial arts.
And they would inherit their mother's beauty. Truly perfect beings.
Absent-mindedly, he ran his eyes over the room to the cut flowers in the windows, he would have to change them soon. But he held his breath at the sight of the flowers teeming life. Here was the proof of her power. If she actually had so much magical power, he would surely soon be able to visit her
bed. Finally indulge her sweet, radiant light ... stain her white, pure soul with blood and darkness.
Sephiroth had to admit to himself that he had never been invited to such a temptation in his bed. Her submission would be an act of pure pleasure.
He was fully aware of the tightness in his leather pants; it had become painfull.
The girl had to get out of here, otherwise he would lose his mind and rob her of what made her so valuable.
"You can go now." /Or I go. Because otherwise things will happen, not in my mind or my people's./
Aerith seemed to be confused by this command. At first she couldn't to believe it, but then was visibly relieved and left the office after bowing before him.
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Long after she had left the room, his gaze remained fixed on the door. A zany hope that she would come back again germinated in him, but he knew that it would remain unfulfilled. Maybe he was supposed to come to her?
The day was drawing to a close and Sephiroth already decided to do his royal duties the following morning.
He slowly stood up and walked around his desk.
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Sephiroth could feel her virgin tightness enveloped his manhood, as he stole her innocence. Oh, she was built so small and dainty. Her femininity was almost desperately clinging to his manhood while he continued to expand her entrance.
Aerith's anguished cry was like a eulogy in his ears. Yet she screamed in agony, but soon she would moan his name full of lust.
The king growled angrily as she squirmed under him. Aerith tried to beat him with her arms, but he grabbed her roughly by the wrists and pushed her back onto the sheet.
She was physically inferior to him. And he enjoyed her helplessness in the face of his raw masculine power with which he now pushed relentlessly into her abdomen. He literally tore her apart - physically and mentally. And he gave himself completely to this feeling of dominance.
Sephiroth drank from her panic as he rammed his manhood into her frail figure even harder.
He was no longer able to suppress the deep, dark moaning. It was pure bliss, to taint such a pure being in this brutal way. With all his strength, he thrust his hips against her, threatening to shatter her bones. But still he did not kill her. Where was all the fun in that? She also had other important duties to fufill.
"You like that?" He said with barely restrained lust in his voice.
Aerith did not answer. The only noises that resounded through bedroom was the rhythmic pounding of the bed against the wall coupled with her hoarse cries. Angry that she failed to comply, he rammed into her harder. Immediately tears were running down her cheeks even further and her cries became louder.
"Do you like this, flower girl?" This time he did not even wait for a response. "You love it, right? Every woman enjoys the most masculine manhood of the king. Do not worry, you'll still be able to enjoy it all night long."
Sephiroth already felt himself approaching his climax.
"Soon I'll spill my semen into you, my little mare. And believe me, you will conceive my child."
The girl would not listen. She tried again to squirm under him, but his quick, hard blows made it impossible for her. Aerith wanted to beg him not to come in her, but her voice had broken because of the loud, raucous cries from before.
"I have so long been waiting for this moment when I can finally sow my seed in your womb." He towered over her, holding her wrists together above her head now. Oh, she was so helpless ... Completely at his mercy. Him and all that he intended to do with her.
Her futile attempts at liberation only caused her entrance around him to tense and he slid in with even greater delight with every thrust.
At the same time he squeezed her bones of her wrists with one hand firmly. She was so fragile and delicate, that this was not a problem. And so Sephiroth could support himself with the other arm to use even more strength for his hard thrusts.
Aerith suddenly screamed louder than before, if this was even possible.
At the same moment he recognized her joints gave way. He felt the racing pulse in her veins.
Sephiroth's hand squeezed even tighter. Yes, she would feel just like this under him. So throbbing, so hot ...
Faster and faster he moved his wrist back and forth, until he inflicted pain on himself.
It would be so wonderful.
The ruler had forgotten in what a disgraceful situation he was in. The picture that had built up over the last few minutes in his head, was more real than the bathroom around him.
He had to hold on to the tiled wall in order not to lose his balance.
His dark gasp echoed in the small room and he yearned for her screams, which he soon hoped to hear not only in his imagination.
The king was no longer cared that he was here giving himself relief.
Normally he would have taken the next woman in his bed and took her so long until she was too used to be serving as a nice sheath for his masculinity.
Then the next would be just another victim of many that night.
But today ... He didn't want to touch any other woman. He knew instinctively that he would not get the satisfaction of them that the flower girl could give him.
The thought of her angelic face drove a twitching through his body and he knew he could not hold back the climax any longer.
Even faster Sephiroth shoved his hand on his manhood back and forth. He did not want his seed to be wasted in this way ...
The king was sure that in his current condition he only needed to cum once in a female body to fill her up completely.
If only ...
Then his mind shut down. He just felt the tense in his abdomen as the first hot stream shot from his manhood. Sephiroth squirmed slightly and still remained braced on the wall, while a tremendous amount of seed left his maleness. How would it be to distribute this generous gift on the face of his little mistress ...
This was too much for him and he fell to the ground, while his left hand still worked on his manhood.
Sephiroth didn't realize, as he defiled his thigh, while the waves of pleasure still rolling through his abdomen. Not once had he experienced such intense climax. And he knew full well that Aerith could offer him much more.
After what felt like an eternity the strongest waves subsided and he was struggling frantically for breath. His hand moved now only slowly, savoring every moment.
When he was just a trembling figure on the floor, he opened his eyes and saw the blurry image of his filthy, bespattered bathroom.
His former moans now became a grim laugh. Yes, soon his tender, unique flower would share his bed with him. And he could do with her whatever he wanted.
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I hope it was not too confusing.
And yeah, Seph did 'it' himself. I know this may not fit into the pictures you have of him but I didn't want him to have sex with an own-character or Tifa (I need her later). Pls, don't blame me for this XD It was hard enough to write sth this... shameful for Seph
I first wanted him to strangle her but this sounded too odd because he still needs her for his Heirs.
So, a questions for you:
Where should he watch her?
1: In the bath (a huge building, not a small tub)
2: In her room while she dresses for bed and brushes her hair
3: In her room talking to her maids
4: In her room singing and dancing, showing the maids her folklore
Or:
5: Sephiroth thinking about his true mother her never met, standing in front of her picture, talking to it.
I do whatever you want ^^ Just tell me.
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