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Author note:

I remember back in high school my history teacher told me how history is written by the victor. More often than not most all events in history have more than one version of how it happened. I am not a violent person in any regards and when playing video games I sometimes feel bad for the thousands of baddies I mow over. What did that poor little goomba do to deserve to be killed by me in Super Mario Brothers? He was just walking along when I :::bloop::: stopped on his head and killed him. I did it anyways and I will keep on doing it but I am always curious about the other side of the story. And it is Kingdom Hearts that interested me the most. These guys were downright adorable. So here is their side of the story. And sadly I never beat 2 but I'm sure my ending fits somewhere in the cannon.

This story is:
plot > sex
(more plot driven than kink writing
but I did my best to keep it somewhat even)

warnings: xenomorphic, fingering, consensual lovemaking, sad ending

Perspective
By Ti-Ana Rivers

The night air was quiet in Hollow Bastian. In more recent times this quiet never lasted long and sure enough after the night air had just settled a wobbly windy sound echoed in a dark ally and a small black hole appeared in the night air. A rogue neoshadow had found her way to Hallow Bastian. The enemy had finally made their way to where she had been stationed. They had been caught off guard, not thinking they would have gotten so easily though their defenses around the Pride Lands, it had been a massacre.

The neoshadow looked around the corner of the ally and receded back into the depths of the darkness of the unlit ally. The neoshadow pushed some boxes out of the way and curled up into a ball. If she had been able to she would have cried herself to sleep. Instead she just stared at nothing and slowly let her visions of war fade in front of her eyes. She had seen so much death in so little time.

It hadn't been so long ago when the door had been unlocked. Their universe was a place of bleak darkness that the heartless had lived in as long as they could remember in a state of frozen limbo. The neoshadow could just remember what is was like in the cold that was her home from her youth. There was no day, no warmth, just lingering. She remembered just eyes glowing in the darkness. If one stood close enough together you could almost see the outline of a face, or if a few would stand together they could almost see the shapes of the twisted plants and animals of their world. It was the animals that they lived off of. Not their meat, like the beings of light, who she was told so nastily ripped the meat off things to consume. No, she only needed their essence. Slowly they would siphon this off never killing anything. Like rotating fields for crops or switching grazing fields of animals nothing ever was harmed. If a heartless was careful they never killed anything. Just left them weak for a bit.

But when that door opened it was a miracle. Only a few went though at first. Nobody ever came back so many were scared of the door and it's keyhole at fist. But when a great wizard came back they got less scared. Heartless have no language but they do have a primitive hand and body language. No one understood him for the longest time. There was no gestures for light, beauty, and bounty. But slowly more and more heartless wondered out of their world into the new worlds. Heartless may be simple but they are powerful and in this new world they were gods among mortals. Many had magic the natives did not, those that did not have magic had strength. Like naive children they did not know this difference in abilities. They did not know that the beings that they were trying to befriend did not have the powers they did. And they were so warm. Their essence, their hearts, were so beautiful, like stars in the night. The heartless could not help themselves. These new creatures were the most delicious of essence. It was like showing a banquet to a starving man. This was to doom them, for in their naiveté and eagerness they killed many before they realized what they were doing. They wanted to apologize for their mistake but it was already too late.

When the king of their new home tried to ban the heartless back to their world they refused. The neoshaddow balked at this memory. She didn't want to go back to the cold dark of her home. This place was too beautiful. She didn't want to have to live in that again, not when she had experienced paradise. The heartless were willing to admit their mistake. They had themselves under better control now. They knew now how to control themselves again. They were willing to share if only the beings of light were willing to let them sip at them, just a little, just enough to live. But the damage had been done, they were now being killed off in the thousands. The neoshadow was experiencing a genocide that was all consuming from her enemy. They didn't understand her, they didn't even seem to want to. They just wanted her dead.

The next morning she melded into shadows around her to find a sip. People weren't out as much as when she was a child and raised here. This area was well known to her people and this was where the most beings of light were. Because of this it was also where they kept most their children. It was sadly just as dangerous here as most other places and many little shadows died. But it was the only place with plenty of essence around to sip off.

The neoshadow skulked around and saw a small child of light playing in the streets. Out of the corner of her eye she saw another shadow, one of her kind, head towards the child as well. Without showing itself it siphon off a tiny sip of her pure essence and left quickly. The girl faltered but recovered quickly, children were always quick to recover after a sip. The neoshadow followed the other heartless' lead taking just a tiny sip of the child as well, around the corner of another nearby ally. Both heartless raised off the ground and greeted each other. It was a soldier. His yellow eyes glowed inside his helmet and his blue shirt was resplendent in the low morning light. He was larger than the average soldier, older. So many seemed to die so young in the war.

The neoshadow could say the same about herself. She was taller than the average heartless of her type showing she had survived the war longer than most as well. The neoshadow dipped her head in shame thinking once again of her last battle. The soldier not knowing the content to her gesture looked at her confused. He quickly peeked around the corner to make sure they were safe then motioned to her a greeting and if he could be of any help to her. She motioned back to disregard her demeanor and that she was happy to find another of her kind.

It was because of this kind of interaction that they were called heartless by the beings of light. Most did not have mouths and the few that did was more so because of their absorption of their surroundings reflected in their forms. So with no mouths or eyebrows or any other means of facial expression all feelings were portrayed in body language which often could confuse one another since this was also how they talked. So they often looked emotionless, or heartless. They were actually very emotional being just very restricted in their abilities to show this.

He pointed at her and asked if she was from the front lines. Her type, neoshadows, were a stronger type of heartless that often were sent to the more dangerous areas of the war. She nodded thinking once again about her shame. Would she ever escape it? Should she tell him? What if he shunned her for her decision? He seemed to brighten up at hearing an update on the war and asked her more questions. She was vague with her answers but she did tell him most everything he asked about. His last question made her pause. She reflected on what she had seen. They were not winning the war by a long shot. Both the soldier and the neoshadow hung their heads in fear and sadness.

The soldier rubbed his arm with his clawed hand. The neoshadow put her hand on his shoulder to comfort him as well as herself. They jerked as they heard footsteps approaching and quickly entered the shadows so as they couldn't be seen. A very determined looking male looked into the ally they were in. He was carrying a weapon and the neoshadow stilled in fear. He didn't see them and left. The soldier did a little wiggle saying to follow him and she did.

She followed him to a hideout where most of her kind in the area had gathered. There were so many young little shadows there. Heartless children looked like her but smaller and with shorter horns. Seeing her quite a few gathered around her and begged for some spare essence. Her eyes squinted in a small "heartless" smile and where a mouth would have been she blew a small golden bubble. With the tip of her claws she plucked the tiny concentrated essence from her face and handed it to one of the little shadows. He sipped at it greedily until it was stolen by another shadow who finished it off. Little shadows were blank slates and could turn into any heartless when they grew up they just had to pick their essence carefully. But in hard times like these few had the abilities to pick their adult forms anymore. As she was shown around the building they were camped in she noticed somberly that there were fewer since she had last been there. Over the past few years their numbers had dwindled down to so few?

The neoshadow was welcomed into the hideout warmly. Months past and the neoshadow settled into her role a provider for the camp.

One evening the neoshadow was sitting on the roof of the abandoned building they had been squatting in for the past few weeks and stared out at the night sky. Her friend, the soldier she had met her first day, had seen her and using a teleport tunnel. He popped up beside her. For a few moments they just sat on the cobbled roof and looked up at the night sky. After a while the soldier just looked at his friend. Over the past few months they had gotten to know each othervery well. He had fallen in love with her. He was sure that she noticed. It is hard to hide loves little motions and kindness. He looked down, then back at the stars.

The neoshadow's body language was in deep concentration and worry. He wished he could do something to help her worried mind, but he could think of nothing. He moved closer to her and put his hand on her shoulder and cocked his head in question. Slowly she tore her eyes from the night sky and motioned her thoughts to him. She talked about how she didn't understand why the beings of light were being so selfish. Why they refused to share this wonderful world with them. She hated seeing all the young shadows that she helped raise. To be trained just to see them go off to war and die!

Her movements had gotten wild at this point and her anger flaring in her yellow eyes. The soldier put his clawed hands on both her shoulders to calm her down. Her chest heaved in her fury. Eventually she was able to breathe evenly. The soldier cupped her face in his hands and looked deep into her eyes. With his other hand he gestured comforting words and she shook her head out his grip. He had never seen battle. He had been raised here and had never left. Taking on a role of being one of the leaders in the area. He had an innate ability of hiding in the shadows and siphoning off essence without being detected better than any other heartless there. He was too valuable in these troubled times to go to war. But he yearned to help in the war and join in the battle. Whenever the two talked he would often steer the conversation to what the battles she had experienced were like. She always answered his questions but she was very terse. How could someone who wished to go to battle understand someone who wanted to wish away the war? She motioned this question to him and he paused.

The neoshadow was curled up into a ball and her shoulders shook, as if crying, for all her frustrations. The soldier walked from behind her and faced her. Once again he took her face in his hands and looked into her eyes. This time she accepted his comfort and with her long fingers traced the outline of his helmet shinning in the moonlight. She did know about his feelings for her, but she just couldn't get herself to feel the same way for him. If she were honest with herself, she would have to admit she had hard time feeling anything recently. The war consumed her mind and thoughts. How could she fall in love when blood splatter patterned her thoughts.

The neoshadow looked at the soldier in front of her. A hand traced his blue skin across the flat plains of his chest. He was a patient creature and waited despite the shiver of need spiking his chest, for he saw the deep uncertainty in her eyes. With both hands she softly drug her claws across his skin and down to his hands. His red fingers were hardened by work but gentle in her grip. The neoshadow brought his hands to her face and then she wrapped her arms around his shoulders in a deep and intimate embrace. He did the same, jolting when he realized she was shuddering. He drew back and motioned his concern. She replied with a sad gesture of claiming he could never love her. She pulled away claiming she was a coward.

The soldier looked at her with great confusion. He asked her how he could ever see her as a coward. She had seen great battles, she went out every day and siphoned essence without complaining, she had trained many of the children to survive their battles and he had watched them grow up into strong heartless, all because of her.

The neoshadow buried her head in her hands. In small gestures she motioned what had haunted her since she had first come to this place of refuge. Something that she was ashamed of and never wanted to ever admit to anyone let alone her best friend. The last battle she had been in she had run away.

The soldier stilled and pulled away from her. She reached for him but let her hands fall. She told her story in sad quick strokes.

She had been in the back. The neoshadow was going to be support for a magician. He would need cover during spells and by this time she was a well trained fighter. She and her kind were powerful but a single child weld a more powerful weapon than ever seen before. She was one of the last to fight. She saw the child hit the magician she was trying to defend in three quick successions. Before she had even a chance to get between the child of light and the magician it died and popped, almost musically, into little gold glowing balls of essence, a heartless's last gift to the world. But even this was gathered by an enemy. She saw she had no chance, so she ran.

All heartless died in that battle, except her. All killed by the hands of three of the purest hearts she had ever seen.

What was the point? What was the point of her death if it did nothing for their cause? The neoshadow admitted that she kept thinking over and over again how cowardly her actions were. To leave just as her strength had been needed! But how can one not flee when she had seen a whole army slaughtered before her eyes by a single warrior? Not just any warrior but a child! His heart glowed so white in her vision telling her of his innocence. That was what made the war so complicated. Hearts glowed like that only in good creatures. If a being was evil their hearts would not glow and thusly was bitter to sip. How can they fight beings they can see are good? How can their enemies kill so many of them yet retain an innocence so pure?

She gestured this question to the soldier. He had stayed still during her story. She was still shivering at the rawness of her emotions. She felt so exposed by admitting her deepest shame. The soldier closed his eyes. The neoshadow saw this as disgust and turned to walk away.

He had rejected her...

Just as she was about to use a tunnel to port away she felt the soldiers hand on her wrist. She stilled, looked at his hand then him. He pulled her to him and embraced her. One hand he let linger at the base of her spine the other he gestured his thoughts to her.

He finally understood why she hated this war so much. He shook his head saying he had no right to judge her. She had been right all along he didn't know what it was like in battle and for the first time he was happy he had led the somewhat sheltered life he led here with the children. The neoshadow closed her eyes and slumped into his embrace. She realized at that point she had fallen in love with the soldier she just hadn't seen it because of her hatred of herself.

He leaned into her and she closed her eyes. They brushed their faces against each other in small gentle strokes. Languidly they took small sips from each other sharing essence. In this way they kissed each other cementing their love.

The soldier laid the neoshadow on the top of the roof and slowly he trailed his claws against her dark skin. His eyes glowed brighter in his fever and he looked at her intensely as if trying to memorize her bodies relief against the flagstone of the rooftop. The neoshadow's eyes widened in a blush at his intense study of her and she put a hand against her face in embarrassment. She had never been intimate before and all this attention on her was putting her belly aflutter with nerves. He felt the same but was much more confident in his movements. He leaned over and kissed her again, careful that his helmet wasn't in the way. She wrapped her arms around him and refused to let him go.

Their hands began to wander exploring their bodies in soft caresses and intense gropes. The soldier found it especially fun to take her bottom in both hands and lift her intensifying the kiss they still shared. The neoshadow explored his back and ribs with her hands and often let one hand cup the back of his neck as the other roamed. She never wanted the kiss to end and held him against her. They were cheek to cheek when the soldier put his hand to her chest and motioned a quick question. May I? The neoshadow squinted her eyes in a blush and nodded pulling herself into his neck. Slowly his red clawed hands trailed down her ribs then slowly made to the juncture between her legs. He rubbed at her until her unconscious muscles slowly relaxed under his ministrations and an unseen slit widened just enough to allow his entry for the first time.

It was at this time the neoshadow made a little squeak in satisfaction at the first touch in her loins. She griped at him for a moment losing her mind momentarily at the sensitivity in that area.

The soldier had no experience and his fingers fumbled over her. This being her first experience as well she didn't really notice. At first he let his fingers rub the outside of her fleshy slit noticing that she would make tiny squeaks when his finger brushed over the apex of the slit where a small nub was. So watching her reactions carefully he concentrated on what seemed to give her the most pleasure.

The neoshadow had closed her eyes by this point. She was a mature heartless and knew of the ways of mating and had even accidently found a few of her kind sharing a moment of love before battle or a night of sleep after a long day. She had just been too busy trying to stay alive to be distracted by love. But if she had known that it was this great maybe she would have been more willing to seek a life mate before now. She felt him rub against her and when he rubbed at her sensitive clit she would squeak her appreciation. When he started to concentrate on the little bud the feeling that had started at her loins exploded into the rest of her body. She flailed at this clawing at his back, in the back of her mind she tried to focus on not digging the tips of her pointed claws into him. She took refuge into his shoulder and pressed into his chest.

The soldier smiled and rubbed small circles switching to his thumb to put more pressure on the nub. Switching back and forth between rubbing it up and down the slit and then on the nub he noticed her body start to tense in his arms. She felt like she was a big rubber band about to snap. And this was what she felt like too. The warm sensation that was starting to build made her feel she was about to snap. She clutched at him trying her best to hold onto the feeling as if it was a wild animal that she just barely had control over. He did something unexpected at this point and gently pushed the digit into opening, letting the slippery wetness cover the finger. At this the neoshadow bucked into his cupped hand, she hadn't done it on purpose but she didn't ponder just how in control she was of her body at the moment. With the now slick finger he went back to rubbing the nub and he noticed how this made her arch her back. The outline of her body against the moon light that just illuminated around her set such a beautiful view.

The neoshadow wasn't really aware of all this. Her entire being was focused on the one red digit that was making her feel so good. She let her face drop away from the soldiers shoulder and pressed into the roof below her. She wasn't entirely she what her body was building up for but she was doing her best to stave it off. Whatever it was she didn't want it to happen yet. She squeaked a long low tone and finally opened her eyes. She needed the next step to happen. She was ready for it, she needed it. He looked into her eyes and he felt her motion the words against his back. He smiled and pulled her in for another kiss.

She was taller than him by quite a bit but laying down on the ground the height difference didn't seem to matter. He looked at her again. She was such a beautiful creature. He rested his hand against her leaned muscled stomach. He trailed it up her chest and cupped the back of her head. He looked deep into her glowing eyes as he positioned himself between her legs. At the back of her head the neoshadow felt self conscious about her private bits on display like this but she called her mind saying there was only one being who could see it at the moment and as she looked in his eyes she saw only love. He obviously saw her a beautiful so why should she care what she looked like.

Between the legs of the soldier a phallus had slid out of its protective pouch and now pointed strong and hard out from his body. He broke eye contact with his lover momentarily to grasp hold of it and guide it to the wet slit his finger had just been in. He rubbed it against the outside of the fleshy slit enjoying the feel of her moistness. Both closed their eyes at this point and just let the wash of sensation overwhelm them. He opened his for a moment to get another look of her arching her back against the roof once again. He realized real quickly that he loved it when she did that. She was just so beautiful when she did. He could see all her muscles strain and the pure bliss was written all over her pleasure filled body. He laid her head back down on the ground.

The neoshadow looked down at it briefly noting that its length was his palm to the second joint on his finger and the width of about three fingers. The soldier's fingers splayed beside her head for balance and the other still grasping at his hardened phallus he guided himself into her. She squeaked in pain and pulled away for a second. The soldier squinted and shrugged an apology. She smiled and put a hand against his chest reassuringly. He missed. He looked down at what he was doing this time and found his target on the second try. Her strong battle trained muscles were wrapped tight around him. At first he was afraid he wasn't going to be able to get inside her. He looked down at her and saw that her eyes were tight in pain and her body had lost most of its pleasure body language from earlier. She squeaked A high pitched noise confirming that she was no longer enjoying this. Her warmth despite it strangulation of him was too good to pull out but he didn't continue forward.

Heartless were not shy on the subject of mating but they also found it to be a personal and intimate thing. They were willing to share the biology of it but weren't a species of kissing and telling. The neoshadow knew little of what was going on but she did remember being told how generally first experiences were painful for a female. Thankfully she was warned about this because the poor soldier thought he was doing it wrong. She motioned this to him and told him not to worry. The pain would pass in a moment she just had to relax. The soldiers panicked expression sobered. He wasn't sure what to do at first so he just held her in his arms. doing his best not to move while inside of her.

As he did so she would let out little pained squeaks and he winced at the idea of hurting her. He rubbed her back and kissed her gentlely to help her as the pain subsided. Slowly he felt the muscles around her relax a little. He pressed forward just a tad and she squeaked again. He felt her tense up just as before.

He winced and she put her hand on his chest again asking for his patience. But he wasn't feeling patient. He couldn't help it. He loved her and he wanted to show his love now. He got an idea and lifted off the ground so that he was standing on his knees. She looked up at him confused. Was he possibly leaving? He reached down with both hands. One he settled on her stomach caressing her firm body as he rubbed his fingers over her warm skin. With the other he rubbed the pad of his thumb once again over the nub he discovered earlier. She writhed at the reawakening in her body. Quicker than before but still slowly she opened up to him. He pressed into her deeper and deeper his phallus disappeared into her warm flesh.

When he had buried himself as deep as he could go he grasped her hips and held on. She was still very tight around him and didn't allow for much movement on his part but he was happy with where he was none the less. The neoshadow winced as she adjusted to the soldiers girth but noticed it didn't hurt as much anymore. She opened her eyes and looked up at her lover. She waved him down and with a grin he happily going her. He pressed his face hard against her in a rough kiss. One hand on the ground the other gripping the back of her head. She smiled at his enthusiasm and wrapped her arms around him again.

After a bit he felt her loosened a little and he finally had the room to move in and out of her. He started to pull out and watched her for any more signs of pain. She winced a little but seemed to be under less stress. When he was almost out he pushed back in. She closed her eyes once again in pain but not quite as much as before. He hands laid gently against his back no signs of asking him to stop again. Once he had buried himself again, he felt as if he hit the end of a tunnel, she had loosed up just a bit more finally allowing him to fill her completely. She squeaked a small note and to his ears he just heard the edge of pleasure in it. He pulled out again noting she had a small smile. When he pushed back in he was slow but in the last two inches he rammed into her.

The neoshadow's eyes opened quick in a surprise of pleasure. He noticed this and picked up the pace a little. He was still slow but he was steady now. He laid on his forearms with one bent behind her neck. This allowed him to pull on her a bit to meet his soft thrusts. She arched again in please and although he did get to see this one the visual he had in his mind was great. He felt her chest press into his and for a moment he felt the quick thud of her heart deep in her chest.

The neoshadow felt as though all the pain had finally disappeared. She brought her legs up and tucked them loosely under herself and started to thrust up to meet his movements. This time it was the soldier that let out a low squeak of pleasure. She smiled to herself and continued to thrust with him.

As they kissed they could both feel the please building up inside them. From underneath the neoshadow clung to him as she felt a fire radiate up her loins each time he thrust into her. With one especially hard thrust the feeling washed over her once again and she flailed her arms behind her lovers back. To get control over her arms again she latched onto his butt and squeezed hard. This made the soldier still and his eyes squinted hard in pleasure. The neoshadow grinned back at him and nuzzled lovingly into the crook of his neck.

Their pace was starting to pick up. Each thrust he still ended in a hard bang into her but he was managing to pick up the pace. The neoshadow was barely thinking when she suddenly shoved him off her. The soldiers eyes went wide in surprise and he looked at the female beneath him. He didn't even have a second to guess what was going on when she shoved him to the ground on his back and straddled him.

With one hand griping almost painfully onto his shoulder she used her other hand to direct him back into her now dripping wet slit. The new position managed to reach deeper into the neoshadows belly and it was painful to sit astride him but it was now a wonderful pain. From underneath her the soldier grinned even more happily and griped her hips to guide her as she started to bounce on top of him. She griped both his shoulders and humped against him.

As she bobbed up and down she accidently hoped up to high and with a wet pop notice he came out of her and she rammed herself on him missing once again. Both cringed and squeaked with pain at this mistake. After a moment they recovered and the soldier motioned to maybe not bounce quite so high. She nodded in a somber grin the moment ruined for a bit. She leaned forward and started kissing him. With little soft squeaks from both partners they started back where they left off not allowing their inexperience ruin a wonderful occasion.

As she was leaning over him she used the strong muscles of her stomach to rub against him hard. She found that at this angle it was even more pleasurable. She was rubbing her clit ever so slightly against his stomach. She moved back and forth her forearms bared agents the floor. She felt the building of that wonderful feeling in her abdomen again. Without really meaning to she arched in pleasure her hands trailing against the floor then his shoulders to be pressed into his chest. The soldier saw her do things and with the crescent moon now high in the sky he had the best view he was ever going to get of his new favorite position of hers.

He felt the building in his loins almost come to a full head. With all his might he mentally stomped on it. He was not ready for this to end yet. Her adventurous want for a new position had given him an idea as well. He pumped into her from underneath hard and with one hand he asked her if she was willing to change positions again. She didn't look to happy about getting off him but willing to try something new. She nodded and with one last drop on him that made both squeak in pleasure got off him again.

He told her to get on her hands and knees and she looked behind him with a knowing smile. She was vaguely familiar with the concept of this position and wiggled her butt at him. He got behind her and with both hands grabbed each round mound of flesh and squeezed with both hands. He didn't realize he was doing this but for the neoshadow this was pleasurable for her as well. As he griped her he was ever so slightly pulling at her skin causing a slight pulling at her dripping slit. She squeaked a short tone and wiggled her behind again. Without much preable he shoved back inside her. In the first stroke he hit dead center causing both to smile and squeak in pure pleasure.

In this position the soldier noticed he could rock back and forth allowing him to slam into her much faster than he had before. He didn't start off that speed but slowly built up to it. The way he heard his phallus squish inside her made his heart soar. The warmth wrapped around him was so good. The friction causing the most intensely wonderful feeling he had ever felt. As his speed went higher he moved his hands from her silky back to her hips to guide her as she bounced. And bounce she did. Her rump was large and muscled and from the way he was pounding into her it bounced in the most perfect of ways. He let his eyes focus on the motion until he felt as if he was hypnotized by it. He could feel the tension getting higher in his body. His enjoyment was mounting and he was having a hard time holding back.

When the soldier had first slammed into her the neoshadow had been unsure of the position. It wasn't until he had started to really pick up the speed that she started to get enjoyment of it. Her arms were starting to get tired but the last thing she was going to do was move out of this position. Her lover seemed to really be enjoying himself in a way the previous positions hadn't quite given him. She solved the problem by lowering herself onto her forearms. This not only solved her arms getting tired but she found that if she rested her head no the ground and pushed her rear end up into the air as high as she could this position was more enjoyable than the other positions combined. With him pounding into her faster and faster she had a bit of a hard time keeping her position and had to grip hard against the individual rocks of the roof. But if she put her arms up and pressed against the rock she found that she was able to push back and meet his pace. It was now perfect she was finally ready to let go and start climbing her enjoyment to the top now.

When she had leaned over as he started slamming into her he felt as if he was hitting new areas of her. And the bouncing of her rear was even more prominent. the way she looked against the ground was picture perfect as well. He head laying against the cool cobblestone her arms reached above her as if her where gripping an invisible pillow. The squeaks were coming out of her at every stroke now and getting louder. He had noticed that that wasn't the only sound anymore. The hard and fast slamming of his hips on her supple rear was starting to make a very loud slapping noise.

It was then that together they felt a twang of a tight string inside themselves. And with a complete overflow of pleasure they stilled as they concentrated on their own individual climax. The soldier griped her hips and squeaked a low tone as he felt a wonderful release that spilled into her womb. Every muscle of his being tightened and was focused on the lovely pulsing that finished him off as his heart beat in a dull roar in his head. For the neoshadow she felt like an ocean wave had consumed her and her vision went completely white as her body. Her heart thudded hard in her check and she felt the fire in her loins spread across her body making her feet feel warm and her heart thud fast and hard. She as well felt her insides pulse against the foren object inside her in pleasure as she slowly cooled off.

The two lovers didn't move for quite awhile from their positions. They just let the little after swells sweep though them until finally they had completely recovered from their first coupling. As he pulled out she felt one last shudder of pleasure as she felt what he had released inside her drip out onto the roof below her.

Together the rested against the cool stone beneath them and watched as the night sky moved above them. It was awhile later when he started nuzzling her again when she noticed his slick phallus sticking strait up from his crotch again. She smiled and pulled him into a passionate hug to once again copulate under the stars.

When they had rutted for the fourth time they were exhausted and finally drug their tired but still electrified bodies back to camp. The next month made up for all those lonely scared night out on the battlefields for the neoshadow. For the first time in a long time she was happy truly happy. But eventually the war came to full fruition and both she and the soldier noticed that they were caring for less and less children. They sent a messenger off to see how things on the front were and it turned out that they were on the edge of losing the war. Turned out that the youth that had killed the neoshadows who unit was sweeping through ever world killing off most heartless. this was sobering news and a meeting was called of all the important leaders to think of a strategy to make one last stand against the enemy.

Being a leader of the area the soldier was a part of this meeting and his lover waited as patiently as a trained warrior could. Much later all the various heartless left the war room and the neoshadow caught up with the soldier to find out the decision. He motioned in clear somber gestures how they had decided that they were sending in every heartless they had, even children. Only a small fraction would be allowed to stay behind. He grabbed one of her hands and with the other he finished his sad orders. He tried but was not able to spare her. She was gaining a reputation and her fighters were some of the best when in the field. It was her students that had some of the highest survival rates. She beamed at this but the smile didn't last long when she heard that even her students only had a twenty to thirty percent chance. She squeezed his hand back and replied that she didn't care he would have a hard time holder her back if he was going to be in this battle.

He was going to be stationed as one of the generals at the front. He at the very least was able to get her stationed in the same group as him. Before the battle a few weeks later they made love under the stars one last time.
The day of the battle they got their armaments' ready. Every warrior was tensed and ready to pound, every magician was well equipped. They were as ready as they could be. They waited in the shadows for their enemy to come.

It was the three pure hearts the neoshadow remembered from her last fight. She panicked for a moment. The first wave went in and with little effort they were killed nearly instantly. The second wave, the one she was in as well as her lover, started forward with a warbly pop. The fight seemed to last forever to her despite it only having been a few minutes. She slashed at the littlest white one and felt a horrendous sting as he fired a magic bolt at her. She convulsed for a moment and suddenly she was awake of an odd stirring in her gut. She fell over and was forgotten another heartless taking up her place in the battle. She still couldn't see strait and every nerve fiber in her being was screaming at her but she had felt it. A small stirring in her lower belly. Suddenly she knew, she felt a warmth trickle between her legs and she felt something struggle inside her. She looked around her in a panic. Most of the second wave was already down, killed. Where was he? He had to be alive! She searched the chaos around her and found him. She waved her hand high in the air to get his attention.

The soldier worried for his mate had kept an eye on her during the entire fight. Because of this he was not faring to well and had gotten stuck on several occasions by the tallest of the three the fought. It was because of him keeping her in his field of vision that he noticed her make a move that no one else would have seen a heartless do on the battle field. He saw her calling his attention. He stilled and his world seemed to stop. Was she hurt? Calling out to him for help? Across the battlefield he saw her motion something he never would have expected in a thousand years.

She was pregnant.

He started to run toward her. Fuck the war. Fuck his orders. She was now his number one priority. He ran to her but before he had even gotten close to her he saw her stuck down by the pure heart with the magic blade. In three clean strokes she died and popped into a pile of concentrated essence. Furry coloring his vision he charged the youth the last of his group. yellow glowing balls littered the battle field. he couldn't even distinguish which were his lovers and child's and the rest of his fallen comrades. He aimed a strike at the youth, a wild vengeful punch at best. With a graceful twirl he died in two hits.
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