【fate stay night fan work】

Fate is a strange and irresistible thing. I can't explain what it is, but it
is definitely changing the lives of me and my companions.
"Shirou, are you alright?" The blonde girl beside me, dragging her injured body, moved closer
.
"Saber, uh, I'm fine, don't worry." Even though I'm struggling to walk, I still
don't want to show that I want my Servant to worry.
I can't explain why, I just don't want her to worry. I really am a strange master.
"Hey! You two stop dawdling. All the time Archer bought us is wasted."
The girl who was ahead of me was standing in front of me with her hands on her hips. Although her tone was fierce,
I saw a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Archer, is he alright? He probably can't hold off Berserker by himself."
"He's fine. I just wanted him to buy time. He'll be alright." The girl turned around, seemingly
afraid of my gaze. "We just need to keep going. Saber, help your useless
master catch up. I don't have time to wait for you."
Rin's spoiled princess temper flared up again, and I could only sigh helplessly.
Suddenly, I felt myself being lifted up by a strong support. "Ah, Saber, no need, it's really
okay, I can manage."
"Shirou, Rin-san's judgment is correct. Your physical condition is indeed not suitable for traveling. Let me
take your place." She then carried me on her back despite my resistance. "Don't worry about my condition. As long as
you, as my master, are alright, I can recover anytime."
Hearing this, I felt a mix of emotions, unsure whether to be happy or worried.
Saber's body was slender, yet she possessed astonishing endurance and explosive power. Rin, carrying me on her back, ran through the forest without falling
behind, leaping and landing like a female leopard hunting its prey. The sweat emanating from her body mingled with
the unique fragrance of a young girl, intoxicating me. "Shirou, are you feeling unwell?"
"Huh? No, I'm not."
"Then why do I feel... your lower body seems..." Hearing Saber's ambiguous expression for the first time
, I blushed deeply when I realized what was happening.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... this physical reaction isn't discomfort... ah... it's not
comfort either..." I stammered, unsure how to explain.
"It's alright, I'm just your servant, as your master you don't need to explain to me."
"Let's rest here for now... everything should be alright."
"Can Archer catch up?"
"That... that guy will definitely be alright." Rin recalled what Archer had told her earlier.
"As for Saber's situation..." After a moment's hesitation, Rin made her decision, "There's no other choice but to use
that method to replenish her mana." Looking at the dilapidated house before her, the girl made her final decision.
"What method? Is it difficult?" I asked curiously.
A rare blush appeared on Rin's face. "Let's go inside first. It's not convenient to explain to you here...
"
What on earth is Tohsaka up to?
After entering the dilapidated house, Saber put me down and collapsed onto the ground, exhausted. Rin, on the other hand, was inspecting the entire old house
.
"Miss Rin, can you explain how to replenish mana now?"
"Do you really want to know?" Rin glanced at Saber, then looked at me.
"Tohsaka, please explain, okay?" I asked earnestly.
"As you know, if a Servant can't replenish their magic power, they will gradually decline. Although Saber
maintains her magic power by eating and resting without hunting humans, there's a limit.
The battle with Berserker just now has brought her body to the brink of collapse, so she needs a large replenishment of magic power!"
"How can that be done?" Without realizing it, I was gripping Saber tightly. As if sensing my feelings,
Saber gently stroked my hand with her other hand. "Shirou, don't worry, Rin-san said there's a way
."
"The only solution now is physical contact between the Master and the Servant!"
"This... what exactly does that mean?"
"Physical contact means the Master directly transfers their magic power into the Servant's body. Shirou,
come here... I'll explain the detailed steps to you." Rin beckoned to me and gave me a mischievous smile.
"
What?! What nonsense are you talking about?! This is how you replenish mana through physical contact?" I
stared at Tohsaka in disbelief. She wasn't joking; she nodded seriously.
"It's because your own magical circuits are so bad. If it were me, I wouldn't need
to communicate with my servant so 'deeply.'"
"Shirou, did you understand Rin-san's method? Can you tell me so I can cooperate?"
Saber looked at me earnestly.
"This...this is absolutely impossible! I can't do this." I felt my face burning, and I lowered my head, wishing I could
disappear into the ground.
"Saber, I've already told your master the method. If he doesn't want to do it, there's nothing I can do. Hehe, a
real man shouldn't be afraid of this. Is it because you're incapable?"
"Shirou! Don't be afraid, say it! I can endure any pain!" Saber chimed in
, but how could I blame her? Tohsaka, you've really ruined me.
"Actually...actually it's just...let's exercise in bed." Scratching my head, I finally managed to get
the words out.
"Exercise in bed? Does this kind of exercise have to be done in bed?" Saber looked
confused, then took a deep breath and tried to sit up straight. "No problem, whatever it is
, I'll do my best to cooperate."
"Haha, the girl said it's okay, so why don't you seize the opportunity!" Tohsaka pushed me hard,
making me fall in front of Saber. Saber caught me. "Are you alright, Shirou?"
She then helped me to the bed by the window, a large bed that Tohsaka had specially cleaned earlier.
"I'll leave the rest to you. Please take care of me." Saber's expression remained serious and focused,
making it even harder for me to speak.
"No...I...I still can't do it." My hands gripped my pants tightly, my head bowed low
.
"Useless!" Tohsaka shoved me aside with a dismissive tone. "Then let me
give you a demonstration, Shirou. Listen carefully, you're not doing this for yourself, but to help Saber
replenish her magical energy. Just think of yourself as a refueling station."
"Rin-san, what are you doing?" Saber's voice held a hint of shyness for the first time, still so
beautiful, but the following words made my heart race even faster. "It's okay... just relax.
You're too tense. Look, you're getting goosebumps. Just think of it as something enjoyable."
"Rin-san, your movements are so strange... why... why are you touching me there..."
"Ugh... it's so itchy, please... please... stop licking me, I... I can't take it anymore, ah
..."
"Saber, don't be shy, follow your feelings, slowly release yourself. This will help
Shirou replenish your magical energy later. Don't resist, don't hesitate, enjoy this wonderful night."
"Shirou..."
Although I tried hard not to look at what was happening there, the heat in my body had already soaked my clothes with sweat,
and my lower body was undergoing a terrible change. With the soft rustling of clothes falling off beside me and the increasingly heavy breathing, accompanied by
soft murmurs, my hands and feet trembled with stimulation.
I stole a glance and saw Tohsaka passionately kissing Saber's neck, occasionally sticking out his soft tongue to gently
lick and tease Saber's earlobe. His left hand was also brazenly probing into the half-undone white shirt. Although I couldn't see clearly, the two white mounds on Saber's chest 　　were changing shape
with the movement of Tohsaka's hand against the shirt . 　　 Saber's blush deepened, becoming even more alluring. Her lips parted slightly, emitting a pleasurable yet slightly dazed 　　moan. Suddenly, Tohsaka's right hand hooked Saber's chin, turning her face towards him, their cherry lips 　　pressed deeply together. 　　 Not only Saber, but I was also stunned by Tohsaka's sudden action. 　　 As we watched in astonishment, Tohsaka used his tongue to pry open Saber's teeth and slip into her cherry-like 　　mouth. Saber clearly wanted to resist, but in the end, she slumped weakly into Tohsaka's arms, letting him do 　　as he pleased. 　　 My mind went blank. I don't know how much time passed until Tohsaka slowly withdrew from Saber 　　's mouth, noticing a trace of silvery saliva connecting the two women's delicate lips. 　　 "Tohsaka! You're so mean! What are you doing?!" Coming to my senses, I couldn't help but 　　yell at the devilish girl who was winking at me. 　　 "Shirou... don't blame Rin-san, she was just... just warming me up..." Saber 　　nestled shyly in Tohsaka's arms, "I already know what... bedroom activities are, Shirou... now 　　... it's all up to you." 　　 "Saber..." For the first time, I saw a delicate, charming beauty in her, 　　a stark contrast to her past heroic demeanor. 　　 "Shirou!" I then noticed Tohsaka staring at me with an incredibly stern expression. 　　 "Don't think replenishing mana is an easy task. For someone as inexperienced as you, if you can't get your 　　Servant to orgasm during mana replenishment, you'll suffer a backlash. That's extremely dangerous. Not only 　　will Saber completely break down, but you, as the Master, will also lose your life. So from now on 　　, you must give it your all and not slack off in the slightest. Remember that!" Tohsaka's words sent a chill down my spine. 　　 "I believe Shirou, you can definitely do it!" Saber had somehow gotten close to me and 　　was holding my hands tightly. 　　 "It's getting late. You two should hurry up and finish your work. I won't disturb you any longer." Tohsaka walked to the door. "I'll be 　　outside to protect you. Don't worry." 　　 "Thank you, Tohsaka." He simply waved his hand and slipped out the door. 　　 "Please be gentle... This is my first time." Saber lay on the bed, her cheeks flushed. 　　 I reached out my trembling hand and placed it on the girl's chest. We both felt a jolt. 　　 Just as I was about to pull my hand away, Saber pressed it tightly against her chest. "There's no time. We 　　need to hurry, Shirou... Let's work together." 　　 I took Saber's small hand and gently stroked it against my cheek, then lightly kissed 　　the back of her hand before pressing down hard and kissing her fiery lips deeply. 　　 Her lips were so soft, so sweet, and the fragrance emanating from her breath was intoxicating. I imitated 　　Tohsaka's earlier actions, using my tongue to pry open Saber's gentle lips, our tongues entwining and dancing wildly.

Saber's eyes were glazed over. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing our lips tightly together. I
seized the opportunity, leading her soft tongue into my mouth. At first, it was a little uncomfortable, but then Saber
stretched her tongue out, exploring my mouth and feeding me her sweet saliva with each movement.
The aroused desire overwhelmed everything. We swirled together on the bed, the flames of passion igniting within us
shattering our previous restraint. We kissed each other passionately—lips, cheeks, earlobes, hair. Soon, under
the guidance of my fingers, Saber's shirt was completely removed. "So beautiful!" I gasped, gazing at her smooth, radiant skin
.
"Shirou…you're looking at me like that…it's so…so embarrassing," Saber said shyly, her fingertips tracing
my arm.
I responded with my mouth, gently kissing the girl's snow-white breasts. "Mmm...so...so
comfortable...Shirou..."
I loosened the last restraints on Saber's chest, revealing a pair of small yet incredibly elastic breasts standing before my eyes
. Snow-white and firm, their soft, smooth texture was incredibly alluring. The prominent red tips of the peaks
quickly hardened under the caress of my fingertips.
"It tickles...no..." Before she could finish speaking, I had once again silenced her with my lips
.
Saber, only able to utter soft "Mmm...Mmm..." in her sleep, was powerless to resist my intrusion. I
kneaded, pinched, pressed, and squeezed, her delicate breasts constantly changing shape in my hands. She symbolically
pushed my arm away, but this only fueled the burning desire within me
.
I straightened up, looking at Saber beneath me, who was still panting softly. "
I had to do this to help you replenish your magical energy. I'm sorry."
The girl gently shook her head. "There's no need to say that, Shirou. I believe you."
I leaned down and untied Saber's skirt, pulling it aside. Although I was mentally prepared for further violation
, Saber still shyly kept her legs together under my gaze, one hand covering her chest, the other
intentionally or unintentionally covering her lower body.
I had to strike while the iron was hot. Thinking of this, I didn't dare to be careless. I gently pulled up the
hand covering her lower body and took the opportunity to hook the edge of her white panties with my other hand, slowly pulling them down.
The girl's body suddenly trembled at my movement, and her hand covering her chest instinctively grabbed my hand.
Looking at Saber's actions, I didn't say anything, but just stared into her eyes and slowly shook my
head at her.
She loosened her grip, covering her eyes in embarrassment. Saber had completely given up all resistance.
After pulling down her white panties, her innermost secrets were laid bare before me. This was the first time I had ever seen a man's lower body, and
I felt my heart leap into my throat.
I struggled to spread her legs, bringing my lips close to her secret place, and inhaled a strange fragrance that further stimulated my
senses. I couldn't resist pressing my lips to that crevice-like secret realm, savoring a wondrous
taste I had never imagined.
Saber's body convulsed as I licked her, her legs clamping tightly around my head, emitting
incoherent moans. With my repeated efforts, a gurgling spring finally flowed from her narrow crevice;
though slightly sour, it had a unique flavor when savored carefully.
"Shirou...no...don't suck there, I...I can't take it anymore, ah..."
I lovingly got up and kissed the girl's cherry lips again, returning the clear fluid that had just flowed into my mouth
to her.
After tasting the lustful fluid from her lower body, Saber's pretty face became more and more charming. With a charming smile, she rolled me over and
pinned me down, turning to my crotch. Trembling, she unzipped my pants, revealing my erection, which was already bulging
high. As it broke free of its restraints, it stood erect and shot out a gush of fluid.
Although I couldn't see what happened because Saber was pinning me down, I heard her startled "Ah!" and guessed that I
had probably ejaculated on her.
"I'm sorry...Saber, I didn't mean to," I apologized to the girl.
"It's okay...it was my own fault...I...I wasn't paying attention, don't blame Shirou." As soon as I finished speaking, I
felt my lower body enveloped in a gentle embrace; I never expected it to feel so good.
Although Saber's oral skills were rather clumsy, she still kissed me with meticulous
care, showing utmost tenderness.
"Oh..." I couldn't help but feel my erection reach its maximum during her patient ministrations.
Her nimble tongue swirled and brushed along the thick, hard shaft, her mouth constantly spitting out fragrant saliva to
the tip, while her fingers continuously rubbed the testicles at the base.
I couldn't resist lifting my head and probing my long tongue between the girl's aroused thighs. For a moment,
the sounds of sucking and slurping from both ends rose and fell, creating a delightful contrast.
Finally, my body trembled violently, and gushes of fluid shot
into the gentle mouth enveloping my shaft. Saber trembled from the stimulation, her lower body involuntarily releasing a trickle of lustful fluid.
I helped Saber lie down, and seeing the increased allure in her eyes, my own lower body, which had just ejaculated,
slowly began to feel aroused again. "Saber, get ready, I'm coming."
"Mmm..." After a barely audible response, I spread her legs wide. Her private parts were already
wet and slippery. Taking advantage of the wetness, I slowly pushed my penis into her tight, powerful crevice. "It hurts..."
"Bear with it, I'm going in." I grasped Saber's legs and thrust forward with all my might.
"Ugh..." The girl bit her index finger to stifle her cries, her face contorted in pain.
Noticing my movements had slowed, Saber frowned, her tone
resolute and unwavering. "Don't stop, I can hold back!
" The tight passage gripped my lower body, making movement difficult. I took a deep breath, mustered all my strength, and began
a relentless thrust.
With each slap of flesh against flesh, my rod pierced the girl's secret passage again and again. In the intense
thrusting, Saber's entire body tossed and trembled like a lone boat on a stormy sea.
"Ah... um... Shirou... continue... continue... don't stop... don't worry about me... I... I can still ... ahhh..." Her burning body suddenly clung to me like an octopus, her soft moans and 　　gasps filling
my ears like a celestial melody. 　　 I held her slender waist, my erection still throbbing beneath me. Though our experience was both quite limited, 　　our instincts kicked in, and our bodies reacted naturally. 　　 "Saber, how...how are you feeling?" I asked breathlessly, exhausted. 　　 "Much better...but..." 　　 "Then I'll continue...continue replenishing your mana..." 　　 "Shirou...please...please don't push yourself...rest for a bit." 　　 Under the pure, bright moonlight, the beautiful woman in my arms supported me, her chest heaving. 　　 "No...no, Tohsaka just said...if we give up halfway through replenishing mana, we'll both be in danger, 　　so...so we have to keep going." 　　 "Shirou...thank you...thank you so much..." Saber's voice choked as she leaned on my shoulder 　　. 　　 I closed my eyes, silently recalling everything Tohsaka had taught me, reconnecting the magic circuits within my body. 　　 "My servant, at this moment we are one, I give you everything I possess, accept 　　the magic power within me, and let your sword shine brightly once more!" 　　 As the last word of the incantation was uttered, I, thrusting with increasing vigor, felt a warm current flow into 　　Saber's body, finally erupting completely. A stream of hot liquid, accompanied by surging magic power, shot into the girl's 　　womb. 　　 With the last drop spurting out, dizzy and disoriented, I finally collapsed onto the bed. In a daze, I felt 　　a gentle, soft kiss on my cheek. "Thank you... Shirou... 　　 " Outside on the steps, Rin Tohsaka quietly bathed in the silvery moonlight, her heart currently preoccupied with that guy 　　who always troubled her. 　　 The Command Seals on her hand hadn't disappeared, meaning that guy was temporarily alright. 　　 Meanwhile, in the forest, a silver-haired man in red robes looked up at the bright silver moon. Although covered in wounds, 　　his spirits remained high. He clenched his fist and waved it towards the sky. "My destiny is ultimately in my own hands. I will not 　　die easily 　　 before breaking that hateful fate ! 　　 " After making this vow to himself, Archer coldly stared at the seemingly invincible 　　Berserker before him and recited the final incantation: 　　 "I am the bone of my sword. 　　 Steel is my body, and fire is my blood. 　　 I have created over a thousand blades. 　　 Unknown to death 　　 , nor known to life. 　　 I have felt pain to create many weapons. 　　 Yet, those hands will never hold anything. 　　 So as I pray, unlimited blade works. 　　 " (Fate/stay night fanfic sequel ) I hope everyone enjoys reading it. I will try my best to continue updating. Actually, I 　　'm quite ashamed 　　 to have written so little. Please forgive me! 　　 By: sunkid1412 　　 Turning Point: 　　 The desperate, all-out attack ultimately failed; the vast difference in strength was like a bottomless chasm, leaving him in utter 　　despair. 　　 Archer reluctantly accepted this cruel reality as he collapsed to the ground. Although he had fought with all his might to defeat 　　the black giant before him, the giant repeatedly rose again as if nothing had happened. 　　 Was this the limit? 　　 A bitter smile appeared on Archer's face; he had resigned himself to the fate of a loser. 　　 The black shadow had completely enveloped him; though unwilling, he was helpless. 　　 "Rin, forgive me for not being able to keep our promise... 　　 " He closed his eyes, awaiting his opponent's final blow. 　　 "Big brother, are you just going to give up like this?" 　　 He knew without thinking that it was the little girl in purple speaking to him, but Archer did not answer. 　　 "Oh dear, what a shameful pride. While it's 　　understandable that you, as a Heroic Spirit, lost to my Berserker, taking his life five times in one go, your strength is not to be underestimated." 　　Seeing that the man lying on the ground still didn't respond, and even seemed to treat her like air, Illya couldn't help but feel 　　angry. 　　 "Hey, why aren't you talking! Answer me!!!" 　　 Archer didn't even bother to acknowledge the little girl, turning his head to the side. 　　 "You... what... means!!!" Enraged, Illya kicked 　　Archer in the groin.

Archer trembled violently from the kick; by sheer chance, the kick had landed squarely
on his groin.
As if discovering something amusing, Ilya's face broke into a wicked smile. "So this is
your weakness!"
Sensing her ill intent, Archer opened his eyes in surprise and cried out, "What do you want to do?!"
"Big brother, you've finally spoken, hehe!" As she spoke, a leather boot pressed down on Archer
's groin.
"You…" Enraged by the girl's sinister act, Archer was speechless for a moment.
"Big brother, you're amazing," the boots pressed down harder as the boots continued to press down. "I love
seeing people with strong wills, like my Berserker, like you... so you absolutely mustn't let Ilya
down."
The throbbing pain in his lower body caused beads of sweat to form on Archer's forehead. He
could only grit his teeth and endure Ilya's words, not wanting to show any weakness in front of the girl.
Seeing that the other remained so defiant, Ilya's anger flared even more. Initially, she had only wanted to
mock the loser, to see him cry and beg for mercy, but the other completely ignored her. This
extreme contempt deeply wounded the girl's proud self-esteem.
"I'll see how long you can hold out!
" Thinking this, Ilya increased the pressure on Archer's boots. This humiliating feeling made Archer's
eyes almost spit fire, cold sweat pouring down his face, and his face twitching uncontrollably.
"Big brother, are you hot? Why are you sweating so much?"
If it weren't for his utterly weak and aching body, Archer would have loved to pounce on this little witch and slap her twice
.
"You... what do you want?!" Enduring the indescribable pain, Archer didn't know
how much effort it took to get those words out.
"Big brother, you're my prisoner now, so watch your mouth. Ilya's scared."
Amidst the tinkling laughter, the girl's boots tapped the spot a few more times.
"Ugh..." Despite gritting his teeth, he couldn't help but groan.
"Hehe, big brother, are you in pain? Don't hold it in, it'll be tough." The girl leaned
down and gently stroked Archer's cheek with her finger. "Scream out loud, no one else will
hear anyway."
"Don't even think about it!"
How dare she talk back to me! This girl is utterly despicable!
A sharp killing intent flashed in Ilya's eyes. "I'm growing to like you more and more, big brother. I just wanted to 　　have 　　 some
fun playing with you, 　　 but don't 　　 blame me now. " She stood up 　　and slammed her left boot into 　　 Archer's stomach 　　. 　　"
Aaaaaahh ... 　　 "Do you want to know?" The girl in purple squatted beside him, her smile vanishing. "You dared to 　　kill my Berserker five times! How can such a grave crime be allowed to end so easily? And..." Before she could 　　finish, two blushes rose to her cheeks. 　　 Actually, besides avenging Berserker, Illya also harbored a selfish motive. During the torture, 　　a strange sense of pleasure welled up within her, a release of pent-up emotions. Illya had always carried too many responsibilities 　　, too heavy a burden, and the long-term repression often left her melancholic. Only through killing and torture could she feel her own 　　worth. 　　 However, most enemies could only tremble and flee when facing Berserker, and the overwhelming advantage 　　gradually eroded Illya's interest, until she met Shirou and the others. The exhilarating battle brought her body 　　to its peak of excitement; not only herself, but Illya could also clearly feel that long- 　　lost passion emanating from Berserker. 　　 Although the Servant before her was still weaker than her Berserker, her tenacious resistance 　　was rare. 　　 The more she resisted, the stronger the girl's desire to subdue her grew. 　　 It seemed that mere torture wouldn't be enough to make her submit. 　　A wicked thought flashed through her mind. 　　 "Let me see just how much endurance you can endure!" As she spoke, her small hands began unzipping Archer 　　's pants. "You...you...what are you doing!" His breathing, which had just calmed, 　　became heavy again under 　　 the little devil's groping . 　　 "You...it's none of your business!!" Ignoring Archer's protests, Ilya had already 　　pulled the thing out of his crotch. 　　 "This...this is yours, big brother..." Although spoiled and domineering, this was ultimately Ilya's first 　　time seeing a man's genitals. Besides feeling a sense of novelty, she felt her face burning. 　　 "Wow, it's so small?!" Ilya curiously flicked it with her finger, unaware that a man's genitals are most sensitive to...

Stimulated, even the slightest touch caused a slight change.
"Wow, it moves!"
Hearing this, Archer felt an overwhelming urge to die of shame and indignation. Although he could tell the other person was just an inexperienced
young girl, she was still a girl, and how could Archer bear being observed like this
? "Put it back, don't look."
"Why? I won't!" Her trembling little hands had already touched the slightly hardened shaft. Feeling
the gentle touch of her little hands, combined with the pain from being trampled by the boots earlier, the double stimulation made Archer
let out a soft moan.
"Ah, it's getting bigger and thicker, how interesting!"
Archer never expected his lower body to become a little girl's toy; he felt his blood rush to his head!
It would be better to die.
With this realization, Archer suddenly channeled his remaining magic power, preparing to self-decompose.
"Big brother, you absolutely cannot disappear like this without my permission." The moment
Archer felt a surge of intensely stimulating magical energy through his right wrist, numbing
his entire body.
"You!?" Seeing Ilya's delicate fingers on his pulse point, he couldn't believe such a petite
girl possessed such immense magical power.
"Do you understand now? Whether it's a comparison between Servants or Masters
, you have no chance of winning. Berserker and I are the strongest combination; the Holy Grail will be ours sooner or later
."
As she spoke, she continuously manipulated the shaft, constantly varying the pressure of her grip.
"Ah…stop…" He felt his lower body increasingly slipping out of his control, his member slowly
rising into a towering erection.
"Big brother seems to be getting more and more excited." Ilya's eyes gleamed with a strange light. "It's so big,
I can barely hold it. It seems big brother really held back quite a bit of 'strength' before."
"You...you're talking nonsense...what are you saying...oh..." The uncontrollable pleasure kept stimulating
his brain from below, accumulating little by little, causing his body to develop in a worse direction.
Ah, what should I do...why do I have the urge to ejaculate...no! Absolutely not! I can't
ejaculate in front of a child like this.
"Oh my, that's amazing, it can even shed its skin! Is something about to come out?"
Damn it, just how far does this little devil want to go, ugh...it's so swollen...I can't hold back anymore!
The result of gritting his teeth and desperately trying to hold on was an increasingly unbearable urge. Archer even held his breath, trying
to get through this unbearable torment. "It's no use! Big brother, give up." With a soft laugh, Ilya 　　gently picked at the tip
of her thumb on the bright red mushroom head . 　　 "Ahhhhhhh!" The intense stimulation caused a thick, cloudy white liquid to gush out violently from the mushroom-shaped opening 　　. Unexpectedly, the girl cried out in surprise, unable to dodge in time. Her 　　flushed face was now covered in spots of semen, emitting a strong, fishy stench. 　　 "Big brother, you shot so hard! Look! You've sprayed all over my face! How are you going to make it up to me?" 　　With a giggle, Ilya wiped the semen from her face and tasted it. 　　 The girl frowned; the taste was indescribable, almost nauseating. 　　 "Please let me go," Archer said, feeling incredibly ashamed to say it, but to avoid 　　further embarrassment, he had no choice but to utter it. 　　 "No way!!" The girl shook her head, pointing a finger. "Your tone isn't sincere enough! Your attitude is 　　wrong too!" 　　 A hint of pride and smugness flashed in her eyes. Ilya immediately put on a serious face and said to Archer 　　, "Looks like I'll have to give you an even bigger 'punishment' before you'll behave." 　　 "What! You... what exactly do you want... what do you want?" Archer could hear his voice trembling. 　　 "You'll find out soon enough, hehehe." Ilya licked her lips and pursed them a few times. She bent 　　down and tried to open her cherry-like mouth wide to swallow the erect member with difficulty. 　　 Due to underestimating its size, she only swallowed about half of it before she couldn't swallow any more. The pungent, fishy smell made the girl want 　　to spit out the filth in her mouth immediately. But when she heard a soft "Oh..." of pleasure from the other end, the girl not only 　　gave up the idea of letting go but also swallowed even deeper until the mushroom head was right up against her throat. 　　 Archer's face flushed crimson, like a ripe persimmon. His suppressed lust was completely overwhelmed by the sudden attack. 　　The soft moans escaping his throat were deafening. 　　 "Don't do this! Stop! What are you doing! You idiot!!" Unfortunately, his words had 　　the opposite effect. The more urgently he cried out, the faster the girl's movements became. 　　 "Ugh...you...are you trying to kill me?" Blinded by passion, Archer 　　mistook Ilya for a teenage girl his own age. 　　 Spitting out the filth, the girl, still drooling, chuckled. "I'm going to kill you 　　! That's what I planned from the beginning. What can you do about it!" Her words left Archer speechless with anger 　　, only able to let out a few heavy "humphs. 　　 " "Let's see if you can still be so stubborn!" Her gentle mouth enveloped his penis again, the movements no longer as 　　awkward as before. The girl discovered that if she licked the testicles and the glistening purple glans with her tongue, it would 　　cause the archer beneath her to tremble violently. This phenomenon was extremely interesting. 　　 The archer was now experiencing several times the pleasure he had before; almost every slow, gentle sucking...

It could bring him a different kind of fantasy. To deny the pleasure emanating from his body would be self-deception.
"Big brother, you're so amazing this time! Ilya tried so hard but couldn't ejaculate." A girl's
indistinct voice came from beneath him. Archer was both amused and exasperated. It wasn't that his endurance had
improved dramatically; it was just that after involuntarily ejaculating a few times, he was feeling a bit exhausted.
Finding that his tactics weren't working as expected, the girl became increasingly impatient. Not only did she
increase the speed of her swallowing and spitting, but she also diligently produced saliva to lubricate and stimulate him.
"Why isn't it working..." The girl frowned, as if pondering some unsolvable mystery. In her haste
, she even used her hands, one hand supporting the red shaft, the other gently caressing the testicles, pinching, kneading, pressing, and
rubbing, while she stretched out her tongue to lick the bulging, erect pillar.
"Ah...ah..." Archer, who had been clenching his teeth, could no longer endure the
intense stimulation from below. He released his pent-up emotions, and a torrent of viscous fluid gushed out like a fountain.
This rapid and intense ejaculation lasted for a long time, splattering Ilya's face and even some of
her hair. After Archer finished, he collapsed to the ground like a dead fish, his chest heaving violently
, panting heavily.
The girl wiped her face, stuck out her tongue, and licked the thick white semen from her lips. "Hmph, that's all it
is."
"Berserker, kill this guy, then go and wipe out the rest of the rats,"
Illya pondered for a moment. "Oh, and pay special attention to that bastard named Shirou, Saber
's master. He absolutely cannot be let off lightly; he must be given the most severe punishment."
"The show's almost over. At your age, you're only fit to play house. Wanting to fight for the Holy Grail
is a pipe dream."
"Who? Who's over there!?" Illya looked tense as she stared at the speaker in the dark forest. If
someone had suddenly attacked her while she was playing, she might have lost inexplicably.
"Hahaha!" A boisterous laugh echoed across the wilderness. "Little girl, you're not worthy of my
name."
A chilling surge of magical energy flowed through the forest; the newcomer possessed formidable power. For the first
time, Illya felt oppressed, a feeling that deeply troubled her. Her servant, for the first time
ever, proactively assumed a defensive stance.
"There can only be one victor in this Holy Grail War, and that is me! Anyone who dares to covet what rightfully belongs
to me must be prepared to die." The speaker uttered this vow of certain victory seemingly casually, but
the sharp killing intent accompanying the sudden surge of magical energy pierced Illya's psychological defenses like a sharp sword.
For the first time, hesitation arose; for the first time, wavering occurred; for the first time, fear gripped her enemy.
Berserker roared, raising his giant axe and
hurling it without hesitation at the unseen foe.
"Insolence!" With a sharp shout, a golden trident cleaved the spinning battle axe in mid-air.
"Dare to offend this king? You will die a horrible death!" As she spoke, the magical energy deep within the forest shifted eerily .
"Insignificant and lowly being, prepare to face the king's judgment!"
"Release my Command Spell! Grant my Servant the strongest armor!" Illya gritted her teeth and
used a Command Spell she had never used before.
"Berserk! Heracles! Tear all enemies in your way to shreds!" For the first time
, she uttered her Servant's true name, placing all her bets on this attack!
After a deep, hellish roar, Berserker's body underwent an astonishing transformation. His
already imposing frame grew to the size of a colossus, and the power surging within him
created wind blades around him. A bloodstained black axe gripped his hand, summoning lightning and thunder from the heavens.
"Still trying to make a last-ditch effort?" The figure in the forest seemed completely unfazed.
With another roar, the Berserker, like a giant black tank, crushed into the depths of the forest.
"Die!" Illya shouted.
A dazzling light suddenly illuminated the earth, and rain began to fall—or rather,
a rain of death composed of various Noble Phantasms materialized as weapons.
"This…how is this possible…" Illya stared blankly at everything that was happening before her eyes.
"Quick, go!" A pair of wounded hands scooped up the dazed girl and rushed away from the scene.
The rain stopped. On the ravaged earth, a black giant knelt, his head tilted
back, the red light in his eyes dimming, and finally, his entire body turned into countless fragments of dust.
"Ah, what a pity the target escaped!" A blond knight clad in golden armor
strolled slowly to the spot where the Berserker had vanished. "You won't be so lucky next time, hahahaha."
The gears of fate, once set in motion, are unpredictable; no one can foresee when they will stop
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