Ninja Gaiden Koibito

Bayoninja:  Infinitus Climax

The dawn filled the eastern sky with a pure, warm radiance.  Standing atop the great Mount Fuji, Ryu’s clear green eyes took in the sheer beauty of it; in such contrast to the monstrosities he had fought and defeated.  Sonia stood at his side, still wearing the white sacrificial dress that the vile Fiends had intended to be her eternal attire.  Ryu looked at her, and she returned his gaze.  She was beautiful; her short blond hair shining with the dawn, and her voluptuous figure wonderfully wrapped in brilliant white fabric and shimmering jewels.  She had been a crucial ally in Ryu’s battle against the resurgent Black Spider Clan, and the feisty CIA agent could certainly handle herself in a fight, wielding state-of-the-art weapons with lethal accuracy.  She was a worthy companion, as loyal and deadly as she was beautiful.  Her eyes looked into Ryu’s with hesitant desire, and Ryu could not help but remember when he had stood with Rachel after the defeat of the treacherous Murai.

Ryu Hayabusa was not one for regrets, but if he could, he would have embraced Rachel that day, making love to the buxom Fiend-slayer then and there, instead of walking away from her, only to consummate their relationship on Zack’s Island.  And now here, once again Ryu stood with a gorgeous woman who longed to be with him.  Ryu could feel his desire for her, but it was more than the simple instinct of a man looking at a woman; it was the same compulsion he had felt the first time he saw Sonia.  It was the same compulsion that he had felt for the women of Rumble Roses…

The Dragon Essence.

Ryu could take Sonia in his arms and make love to her atop Mount Fuji beneath the rising sun, and he had no doubt it would be glorious.  They would savor every moment, their young, strong bodies straining together, her graceful curves against his sharply drawn physique.  He would drive them to a shared climax, and Sonia’s clear voice would pierce the morning air as the pleasure overwhelmed her.  Then the Dragon Essence would flow into her, perfecting her health and granting her unending youth.  And she was certainly worthy of such a gift.

It took all of his will to resist the temptation, but resist it he did.  For all the pleasure and joy in the world could not drive the knowledge of what the Dragon Essence had done from Ryu’s mind.  He could still see Ayane’s eyes full of tears, and Hayate’s face twisted in anguish.  Brother and sister, joined in forbidden pleasures; all in service of the Dragon Essence; all in service of the witch Bayonetta.  So Ryu did not take Sonia in his arms, but instead stood watching the sunrise.  A simple pleasure, but one that had its place.

* * *

Ryu returned to his village to meditate.  After shadowing Ryu on his quest to defeat the resurgent Fiends, Ayane and Rachel had gone their own way, sensing his disquieted mind.  Kasumi had approached Ryu at the graveyard of the Black Spider Ninja Clan, but Ryu had walked away from her, knowing his work was still not yet done, and in truth he feared being with her knowing as he did the dark origin of the Dragon Essence, to say nothing of the vile acts it could compel in those he loved.  It wasn’t long before another crisis reared its head, and the Japanese government itself came to Ryu for help.  It had been a long, difficult struggle, but Ryu had emerged victorious once again.  It had been a near thing, however, as Ryu had had to come to terms with the razor’s edge of morality that was the core of being a ninja.  As he returned to his village, Ryu went to the grave of Kureha, the shrine-maiden he had loved but lost to the evil Doku.  It seemed so long ago.

Just as he was about to remove the glowing Dragon’s Eye from the hilt of his katana, Ryu saw a magical glow emanating from the far side of the cemetery.  He knew at once that it had to be the mystical stone circle coming to life; a portal to other realms.  There was no doubt in Ryu’s mind that as the sister portal before the Serpent Statue in Tairon had led him to Bayonetta, so too would this be his path back to the Umbra Witch and at long last, Ryu’s vengeance against her.  Sheathing the True Dragon Sword, Ryu sprinted to the portal, feeling the familiar vertigo as the magical light enveloped him.

As the light dimmed, Ryu found himself atop a pillar of pure white marble.  Columns of the gleaming stone jutted up around the circular arena which was easily as expansive as Ryu’s own village.  There was no roof and the sun shone from a disturbingly red sky, and a bank of dark clouds was approaching from the far horizon, churning with lightning and rain.  Ryu was certain he had crossed into another world, another plane of existence perhaps.  He walked to the nearest edge of the ethereal pavilion and looked between the marble columns to see boiling white clouds below.  For all he knew, this platform was jutting miles in the sky over whatever mystical world lay below those thick, churning clouds.  Assuming of course that there was any land beneath this rotunda among the clouds.  For all he knew, this stone edifice was floating above an endless void of clouds.

“Welcome back, dear boy.”

Ryu spun toward the sultry voice.  Bayonetta lay atop a nearby column, her lithe form languidly draped over the stone.  She gazed down at him from her perch easily over a hundred yards above the ninja.  A coy grin played across her full lips, and she ran a hand over her long, shapely thigh wrapped in dark fabric that Ryu knew to be the witch’s own enchanted hair.  Her entire body was wrapped in it, with the ornate jeweled medallion on her chest and the gun-heeled boots adding strikingly to her look.  The sharp glasses still framed her angular face, and her dark eyes glinted behind them.

“If you’ve managed to come here, then we’re ready to begin.”  She sat up, and pushed off from the column, floating down to the center of the arena with supernatural delicacy.  Ryu could have sworn he saw butterfly wings extend from her back for just a moment.  She stood tall, setting her hands on her shapely hips.  “Shall we, then?”

“Indeed.”  Ryu growled, hurtling towards her in a flash, the Dragon Sword suddenly in his hands and swinging toward the witch’s neck.

Had he not been so consumed with rage, Ryu might have noted the look of utter shock in Bayonetta’s for the split second before she slid back with amazing speed, her throat missing the edge of Ryu’s blade by a hair’s breadth.  Ryu followed up with another swing, but this time the Dragon Sword clanged against one of the magic pistols that were now in Bayonetta’s hands.  Her face was now a mask of concentration as Ryu pressed his attack, his sword flashing in a blur of lethal steel.  Bayonetta parried with her guns, sparks flying off the barrels as she blocked each powerful attack.  She spun and flipped about the arena, bringing her ankle-mounted guns to bear, but Ryu dodged out of the way of the blasts.  The shots barely echoed off the columns around them.

Forcing Ryu’s blade down with her foot, Bayonetta stuck him across the jaw with her right hand pistol.  Ryu retaliated with an elbow strike to stomach, which forced a pained grunt from the witch.

“You ungrateful bastard!”  She hissed, her long leg kicking hard into Ryu’s chest and sending him flying across the arena into the unyielding columns. 

Ryu came back at her, ignoring the pain, and his attack was utterly merciless.  Bayonetta flew at him with equal savagery and the Umbra Witch and super ninja met in a cyclone of blades and bullets, neither giving quarter in the least.  Bayonetta landed four powerful kicks to Ryu’s stomach and he returned the assault, slamming his heel between her shoulder blades and sending her flying.  They both found themselves tossed around the arena as the tide of the battle shifted this way and that.  Bayonetta summoned her demons, letting her magical hair form unspeakable monsters of impossible proportions, but Ryu cut through them, burned through them with his ninpo.  Ancient magic and ninjitsu met in furious combat, with brilliant explosions of mystical energies between the two.   

Never had Ryu faced an opponent of such power and skill.  Every successful strike he landed was returned with equal effectiveness.  Part of him enjoyed the pure art of the fight, of facing a truly worthy adversary.  Then he remembered why he was here, why he was fighting; and the overwhelming rage he felt clouded his vision for just a moment, but a moment was all Bayonetta needed.

Suddenly the twin barrels of Bayonetta’s ankle gun were pointed directly at Ryu’s forehead.  They both froze; Ryu with the Dragon Sword at his side, out of position.  He had let his anger control him, and now he had lost.

“What… the bloody hell… do you think you are doing?!”  Bayonetta gasped for breath, seething.  Her glasses lay crookedly on her nose.  “This isn’t some relapse of the Fiend curse; I know I purged it from you!”

“You know why I’m here.”  Ryu grated through his teeth, but there was something in Bayonetta’s eyes that gnawed at his fury.  “I must take vengeance for the shame you brought to those I love.”

“Assuming I don’t blow your ninja brains out of that handsome head of yours in the next few seconds...”  Bayonetta sneered at him.  “How about you elaborate a bit on that?”

“The Dragon Essence… the magic you placed in me.”  Ryu said, the doubt becoming ever more prevalent.  “It forced my lover Ayane to lay with her own brother, Hayate; my closest ally and friend.”

“I… I see.”  Bayonetta nodded slowly and lowered her leg, removing the gun barrel from Ryu’s face.  “That is a good deal kinkier than I anticipated.  I can’t blame you for holding a grudge on that account.”

Ryu knew he could bring the Dragon Sword up and end the witch right then, but he stayed his hand.

“Was their forbidden joining not your doing?”  Ryu asked, scowling.

“Just this once, I’ll dispense with the mysterious posturing that I do love to indulge in.”  Bayonetta took a step back, and her handguns vanished.  “I knew that the… what was it you called it?  Dragon Essence?”  She laughed.  “Oh, that’s very good, I like that.  I knew that the Dragon Essence would probably bring… unlikely couples together.  But I never knew who would ultimately be with whom.  Really, isn’t everlasting youth and perfect health worth a little taboo sex?  I mean, honestly?  Besides, there’s a bigger picture here than your own sense of honor and morality, Ryu.”

“What do you mean?”  Ryu slowly sheathed his sword, sensing the honesty beneath Bayonetta’s haughty, arrogant voice.

“I didn’t give you immortality, as well as the ability to pass it to others out of the kindness of my heart.”  She chuckled.  “Though I am rather magnanimous, wouldn’t you say?  You know that only certain women could receive the Dragon Essence, and that those women could only pass it on to certain men.  This will be easier if I know more about… here, let me see what’s happened.”

Bayonetta reached out and touched Ryu’s forehead with her fingertips.  There was a soft, violet glow for a moment and then the witch lowered her hand, nodding in understanding.

“Ah, yes, that all does seem to make sense.”  She sighed.  “Dixie Clemets had to be the one to join with Bass Armstrong; it fulfilled Dixie’s long infatuation with an idol of her youth, and Bass could finally move on from the grief of his lost wife.  Hitomi has always had a secret lust for Jann Lee, and it’s no secret at all that Eliot has a similar desire for Leifang.  Tina might have rebuffed Zack’s advances for years, but she always did want to know just how good the sex would have been, and he obviously always wanted her.  Aigle and Brad are both free spirits, destined to join at least once.  And as for Hayate and Ayane…”

Ryu set his jaw, wanting to block out what she was saying.

“Ayane has desired Hayate since before she ever met you, Ryu.  And the harsh truth is he felt the same about her.  There has been a raw, instinctual attraction between those two since they were old enough to have those desires.  Ayane still loves you, Ryu, she wants to be with you, but that primal, undeniable desire the two of them shared had to be satisfied once and for all.  Give me some credit, Ryu; there was never a chance of a child from their union.  And Ayane never acted on her desire until she was certain of that.  But most importantly, now that’s behind you all.”  She shrugged.  “It’s for the best.  Desires are sated, and now they’re ready.”

“What was the purpose of all this?”  Ryu asked.  “What must we be ready for?”

“There’s a great darkness out there, Ryu.”  All the playfulness left Bayonetta voice, and Ryu knew that whatever could cause such sobriety in her, of all people, must be a formidable force indeed.  She reached up and fidgeted with her glasses, attempting to affect her normal cool demeanor.  “I do not know precisely what it is yet.  But I know if to be a dire threat.  A threat to your entire world; perhaps all worlds.”

“All worlds?”  Ryu asked.

“Yours is not the only one to be sure.”  Bayonetta gave him an indulgent smile.  “There are many others who must have the Dragon Essence if we are to defeat the threat I sense approaching.”

“Why must the Dragon Essence be as it is?”  Ryu demanded.  “If there is a grave threat in the future, why not simply give me the power to face it, and leave those I share my bed with out of this?

“Excellent question.”  Bayonetta nodded.  “Let me ask you first; why do you think the Dragon Essence is given through a shared climax between man and woman?

“I assumed it was your perverted sense of humor.”  Ryu said flatly.

“Ah.”  Bayonetta tilted her head, accepting the jibe.  “Yes, I deserved that.  But it wasn’t due to my own naughty proclivities, my dear ninja.  All the benefits of the Dragon Essence; stamina, healing, immortality, they are granted by my spell, but every spell must be fueled by magic.  Without that magic, the Dragon Essence would have no power; you would not heal, you would grow old and die, just as anyone else.  That’s the secret of the Dragon Essence, Ryu.  The union of a man and woman, flesh within flesh, mind and body joining together in spiritual coitus… that is the most potent magic of all.”  She reached up, adjusting her glasses.  “I did not select the women eligible for the Dragon Essence; the spell sought out those with the right sexual energy.  Think of the strange array of women who received it.  A Fiend hunter, kunoichi, assassin, they each have unique sexual energy, and yet so does a simple boisterous Mongolian sheep-herder with a penchant for wrestling.  It does not matter where they come from, nor their abilities, only that they possess unique and valuable sexual magic that bolsters the Dragon Essence in both them and yourself.”

She paused, giving Ryu a moment to ponder what she had said before continuing.

“The Dragon Essence’s power is maintained through shared orgasm between any man and woman who possess it.  That is why each of the women I passed it to have a man to share it with regularly, to recharge one another.  But you are the center of all this Ryu, and the full potential of the Dragon Essence depends on more than frequent sex, fun as it may be.  You could have sex with just one woman possessing the Dragon Essence, and you could keep each other full of energy, healthy and young forever.  You and Tina proved that much, I believe.  But the key to its true potential is in a variety of sexual matches.  Orgasm with Tina one day, then Kasumi the next, and the Dragon Essence doubles in power.  Your time in the Rumble Roses tournament built up a great reserve of sexual magic, with many women each with their own unique sexual energy bolstering your Dragon Essence.  That last orgy you took part in was a perfect storm of sexual magic.  It was that vast reserve of Dragon Essence that kept you alive during your recent battles against the resurgent Fiends.”

“Sonia.”  Ryu hissed through his teeth.  “I should not have denied her desire.”

“Indeed, she would have done wonders for you,” Bayonetta sighed sadly.  “The Dragon Essence is nearly depleted in you now, after facing down the Archfiend Vazdah, as well as dealing with that Regent of the Mask.  Any other man would be dead, but the Dragon Essence kept you alive.  But you have neglected to… recharge yourself.”  She gave him a piercing look, and Ryu felt a pang of guilt as he knew he had made love to Kasumi, Ayane, Rachel or any of the women since leaving the Rumble Roses arena.  Bayonetta continued, “During the quest you’ll be embarking on, you will need a great store of that magic in order to face the challenges to come.”

“Why bring me here, then?”  Ryu asked.  He could revisit the women of Rumble Roses and quickly recharge his Dragon Essence magic.

“You are a true master of the carnal arts, Ryu.”  Bayonetta moved toward him, her hips swaying gracefully.  “As I said, there are more women who must have the Dragon Essence, women whose special sexual magic will truly unleash your potential.  Some of the women you will join with will challenge even your skills.  The women you’ve been with; Ayane, Helena, Christie, Tina, Hitomi, Leifang, Kasumi, Lisa, Kokoro, Rachel, Candy Cane, Aisha, Benikage, Makoto, Aigle, Miss Spencer, Dixie, Anesthesia, Reiko and Fujiko… they are all superb sexual matches for you, and they’re formidable each in their own way, as far as mortal women go.  You will face off against equally fierce women in the future, and some will be more than simply human.  You will need a great deal of Dragon Essence in reserve to even survive your quest to find these new women.  You are here so that I can give you… extra juice in your tank to start you on your way.”

Ryu was taken aback.  “But there is not the time for…”  A dismissive shake of Bayonetta’s head brought him up short.

“Here, there is all the time in the universe.”  Bayonetta gestured with her hand and a glowing symbol appeared above them.  “Be a good boy and follow me.”

Bayonetta leaped up into the circular portal and vanished.  The sunlight dimmed as the storm clouds passed overhead, and Ryu saw the initial downpour already glittering as it fell toward him.  Not wasting time second-guessing, Ryu crouched down and launched himself up into the radiant circle.  There was an odd sense of inertia as he passed through.  To his surprise, he was still in the same place, but now there was a strange purplish hue and a shimmering in the air like a mirage.  Ryu landed on his feet and looked around, quickly spotting Bayonetta laying on what appeared at first to be a luxurious rug of the darkest black.  As it shone with the same silky quality of Bayonetta’s attire, Ryu realized that the opulent, shimmering carpet was yet another manifestation of the witch’s magical hair.

“Well, it’s about time!”  She chided him with faux impatience.  She stretched languidly on her mystical hair.  “I’ve been waiting so long, darling.”

“I followed you but a moment after you leapt.”  Ryu frowned in confusion.  Then he remembered the imminent rainfall that had been about to start just before he entered the portal.  He looked up and saw an amazing array of raindrops hanging suspended just inches above his head.  As he watched, he could perceive that the droplets were indeed still falling, but so slowly as to be almost imperceptible.  “Only a moment.”

“And here that moment was hours of waiting.”  Bayonetta grinned at him as she saw the understanding in Ryu’s eyes. “You see?  We have plenty of time.  Your loved ones will hardly notice your absence.  But then again, there’s been some trouble at home, hasn’t there?”

“What can you know of it?”  Ryu asked, hearing the defensiveness in his own voice.

“You’ll recall that little bit of mind-reading magic I used on you, I assume?”  She propped herself up on her elbows, crossing her legs and lazily bounced her foot in the air.  “I know everything you know, darling; even the things you don’t know that you know.”

Ryu was nothing if not heroic, but it took all his bravery to acknowledge his own faults.  He had drifted away from Ayane and, to some extent, Kasumi and Rachel since leaving the Rumble Roses.  The three of them could more than keep each other sexually satisfied, but that did nothing to change Ryu’s responsibilities.  He had allowed his mistrust and fear of the Dragon Essence within him to put a wall between him and those that he loved most.

“I have been a fool.”  Ryu took a deep, steadying breath.

“Oh, of that there is no doubt.”  Bayonetta nodded.  “But you know the best part about making mistakes?” She favored him with a genuine smile.  “Correcting them.”

Ryu bowed his head in agreement, knowing the wisdom in her words.  He moved to her, and reached down to take her hand.  “Thank you, Bayonetta.”

“Don’t thank me yet, darling.”  Bayonetta’s eyes gleamed with mischief behind her glasses.  “I haven’t even started on you.”

With superhuman strength that belied her slender arms, Bayonetta pulled Ryu down onto the soft, silky bed of her black hair.  It was utterly luxurious, supporting his weight with thousands of magical strands.  Bayonetta swung her long leg up and over Ryu, straddling his waist.  She leered at him, reaching up to adjust her glasses.

“I do say, the last time you were at my mercy you looked positively dreadful.”  Bayonetta licked her full lips and reached down, tracing Ryu’s strong jaw with her slender fingers, admiring his handsome features.  “A definite improvement.”

“Are you so certain I am at your mercy?”  Ryu asked calmly, letting himself enjoy the witch’s playful nature.

“No more fighting for us, ninja.”  She let her hand move down over Ryu’s form-fitting combat suit, feeling his chiseled pectorals beneath the black material.  “All that’s left is the dance; and you may find that being at my mercy is precisely where you want to be.”

“Very well.”  Ryu acquiesced.

“That’s a good boy.”  Bayonetta leaned down, bringing her lustrous red lips a hair’s breadth from Ryu’s mouth.  She slowly trailed her fingers down Ryu’s chest, over his abs and down between his legs.  She traced her index finger along the hard, bulging length of Ryu’s cock beneath his combat suit’s black fabric.  Ryu set his jaw, trying to keep his hips from bucking up toward the witch’s tantalizing touch.  Bayonetta grinned as her fingertip moved down the ninja’s clothed, erect member, lazily circling around the twin bulging spheres of his testicles.  She let her finger move back up his manhood, and the covered member jerked up against the constraining fabric.  She let out a pleased giggle.  “Oh my!  That’s a very… very good boy.”

Then with a speed that took even Ryu’s ninja reflexes by surprise, the bed of Bayonetta’s enchanted hair curled around his arms and legs, holding him fast.  But he sensed no threat, and indeed found the surprise to be arousing.  Bayonetta stood, her magic hair still wrapped around her body and flowing down into the bed beneath them.  “Let’s slip into something more comfortable, shall we?”

With that, she struck a provocative pose, threading her hands together behind her head, jutting out her chest and cocking her hips suggestively.  Her magic bodysuit melted away from her, revealing a truly gorgeous physique.  Her full, wonderfully sculpted breasts were unleashed in all their splendor.  Her lithe body was a work of art, and her long, silky legs seemed endless as she stood over Ryu.  Her velvety hair swirled down, feeding into the bed beneath Ryu.  The strands then began to wrap around his entire body, and he could feel them undoing the clasps over his ninja combat suit.  Ryu’s Dragon Sword and Bayonetta’s ornate jewel she wore on her chest were both swept to the side, soon joined by Ryu’s combat suit.

“I do love having a hot ninja in my hair.”  Bayonetta cooed.  She backed toward the edge of the stone platform, with the sea of clouds below.  She stopped just a step from the dizzying drop.  “The things I could do to you with just my hair… oh, we’re going to have so much fun…”

The hair released Ryu, leaving him stark naked.  He felt a surge of pride as Bayonetta’s eyes glowed with lust just taking in the sight of him.  Ryu rose to his feet effortlessly, his complete arousal obvious as his cock stood boldly from his loins, throbbing with expectations.

“Take your time, my dear boy.”  Bayonetta purred softly, spinning on her feet to turn away from him and out toward the great expanse of dark sky beyond, and the brilliant white clouds billowing far below.  She now stood with her legs crossed beneath her, and the pose drew stark attention to the witch’s perfectly shaped derriere.  She glanced coyly over her shoulder, licking her lips as she saw Ryu’s cock swing about as he walked purposefully toward her.  He stopped just behind her, reaching out and threading his fingers through Bayonetta’s velvety black hair.  He could feel the mystical energy in the silken strands.  Bayonetta took a deep breath.  “Oh, it has been far too long since I’ve felt a man’s hands in my hair like that… that’s lovely, dear boy.  Absolutely…mmm… lovely.”

Ryu’s manhood twitched with excitement, tapping against the smooth curve of Bayonetta’s bare butt, eliciting a pleasured giggle from the witch.  Her long legs made her an inch or two taller than Ryu, and as he moved closer to her, his hard member slid just below her nether lips.  Indeed, the soft, wet folds of her womanhood rubbed exquisitely across the top of his cock as he pressed his bare chest against her lithe back.  Bayonetta looked down between her ample cleavage and saw the head of Ryu’s cock finally emerge between her crossed thighs.  Ninja and witch moaned together as their bodies pressed together, tantalizingly close to the true conjunction of sex.  Ryu set his hands on Bayonetta’s shapely hips, taking a moment to savor the sensation of her wet, hot slit resting against member.  So very close…

“My, my.”  Bayonetta spoke over her shoulder, feeling Ryu’s warm breath against the nape of her neck.  “This is going to be better than I thought.”  She flexed her thighs, squeezing the entire length of Ryu’s cock in a vice grip. 

“Nngh!”  Ryu grunted, his hands moved up over Bayonetta’s toned abdomen and gently cupped her warm, soft breasts in his palms. 

“Mmm…”  Bayonetta took a deep breath, leaning back against Ryu’s muscular chest as his rough, strong hands began kneading her generous bosom.  She felt Ryu’s nose tickle the back of her head as he breathed in the sweet scent of her mystical hair.  She started subtly rolling her hips, rubbing her lovely butt back against Ryu’s perfect abs.  The tight grip of her thighs around his erect member increased, and her smooth skin pumped the rock solid shaft with slow, tortuously measured motions.

This was far more gentle and restrained than Ryu had expected from Bayonetta, yet the pleasure coursing up through his loins was astounding, regardless.  She moved back against him with such languorous grace, and the intoxicating heat of her womanhood caressed the topside of his member with a seductive confidence of motion.  He could feel the proof of her arousal dripping down over his cock between her thighs as she moved against him, and her gorgeous butt continued rubbing against his abs.  He massaged her breasts, working her warm flesh with his fingers, teasing her nipples as they hardened at his touch.

Bayonetta let her hands fall to her sides, then slowly reached back, cupping the pure muscle of Ryu’s glutes.  She squeezed, feeling the ninja’s perfectly formed buttocks occasionally flex with pleasure as she continued undulating against his cock between her thighs, rubbing her sodden nether lips against his impressive length of hard flesh.

“Yes, that’s right.”  Bayonetta whispered.  “Let me show you one of my favorite perks of the Dragon Essence.”

She slowly increased her pelvic undulations, flexing her lean thighs as she went, pumping Ryu’s cock with ever more aggressive movements.  Ryu tensed as the pleasures in his groin built, and his hands fiercely groped Bayonetta’s breasts.  The witch moaned softly as she felt the ninja’s powerful hands knead her firm mounds, and her own fingers dug into Ryu’s taut butt.  Ryu grunted into her hair, feeling Bayonetta’s fingernails scrape erotically across his flexing glutes.  The long-legged umbra witch writhed against him, her crossed legs pivoting as she worked against his cock faster and faster.

“Come on,” Bayonetta’s cool, sultry voice entreated him.  “Be a good boy and come.”

“I…ungh… I am no boy.”  Ryu growled, pinching Bayonetta’s nipples between thumb and forefinger with either hand and giving a quick twist.

“Ooooh!”  She gasped, throwing her head back with delight.  “If that’s so, then come like a man!”

The pleasure built to a crescendo in Ryu’s loins and he let himself climax, bucking his hips up against Bayonetta’s lovely butt.  His cock convulsed violently between her tightly crossed thighs and his fingers dug into Bayonetta’s breasts as every muscle in his body went taut.  Bayonetta felt Ryu’s buttocks spasm in her hands as he came and she couldn’t help but moan with pleasure as his thick member jerked up against her dripping wet folds.  She looked down just in time to see the first volley of Ryu’s seed erupt from his cock between her legs.  The hot liquid shot forth into the great expanse of clouds below.

Just as Lisa’s experiments had revealed before, without a shared climax, Ryu’s orgasm would not end as stimulation continued.  He strained against Bayonetta’s backside, his entire body convulsing with spasms of carnal pleasure.  Bayonetta leaned her head back, resting the nape of her neck on Ryu’s shoulder, and placing his chin on hers.  Her hands groped his butt, feeling each new spasm of pleasure ripple through the pure muscle.  Her eyes fluttered closed as she focused on the sensations between her thighs.  Ryu’s orgasm raged on, the thick white torrents erupting again and again from the insanely hard shaft tightly wrapped between Bayonetta’s thighs.  She could feel the solid length of flesh throbbing as the ninja’s hot seed flowed through it.

“Yes, that’s it!”  Bayonetta purred low in her throat, her fingernails clawing at Ryu’s butt as he shook against her in endless orgasm.  “I can feel you coming… and coming… and COMING!”

“Ungh!  Nnnngh!  Aaaarghh!!!”  Ryu grunted, clenching his jaw as the intense spasms of his orgasm mercilessly racked his body.  His powerful hands grasped Bayonetta’s full, bountiful breasts, squeezing her soft flesh in time with each substantial ejaculation from his manhood.

“There is one little twist to the Dragon Essence that your brilliant, sexy young Lisa did not discover.”  Bayonetta whispered breathily into Ryu’s ear, just loud enough to be heard over his strained groans of pleasure.  Her breathing was coming faster as Ryu’s cock continued its wild pulsations against her nether lips, between her tightly crossed thighs.  The erratic vibrations of the ninja’s member were utterly intoxicating, and were quickly bringing the witch to the brink.  “You… ahhh… you already know that your climax will continue until we share a mutual climax with you inside me.”  She moaned, feeling the pleasure deep in her core building to a grand crescendo.  “What you don’t know….mmmm… is the rule applies to both of us.”

Ryu was too overwhelmed by his ongoing orgasm to fully comprehend what she meant until it happened.  Bayonetta’s lithe, naked body suddenly tensed against him as her own orgasm blossomed.  Her long, slender neck arched back, and she pressed her cheek against his as she screamed up at the time-frozen rainstorm above them.  Ryu felt a veritable flood of Bayonetta’s arousal pour over his cock beneath her hot slit.  The added lubrication only served to enhance the pleasures in Ryu’s loins.  The ninja came harder still, and Bayonetta managed to wrench open her eyes enough to see Ryu’s seed shooting even farther.

When there was no sign of the pleasure abating, Ryu finally understood what Bayonetta meant.  She continued squirming against him, her breasts heaving in his hands as her orgasm raged on, just as his did.  Both of them were now caught in perpetual climax, as Ryu’s seed erupted forth and his cock violently throbbing up against Bayonetta’s tender nether lips while her womanhood inundated his length with her hot juices.  The critical union was not complete, and so the Dragon Essence raged on, capturing their bodies in everlasting orgasm.

It was tortuous ecstasy.

The unreality of both the strange realm in which they stood, compounded by Bayonetta’s Witch Time spell made any attempt at gauging the passage of minutes completely meaningless.  It seemed that Bayonetta intended to prove to Ryu the magnitude of the Dragon Essence’s power, and Ryu surrendered to the steady, consistent waves of pleasure rolling through his loins.  They stood at the edge of the arena, pressed against each other and shaking in endless orgasm.  Minutes slipped into hours, and hours passed into unknowable stretches of time, and yet every moment was filled with intense orgasmic ecstasy. 

* * *

Far, far later…

“Aaaah!”  Bayonetta’s voice was still clear and beautiful in spite of her countless screams.  Her hips continued their graceful undulations against Ryu’s erupting cock.  “Oooooh!  Yes!  More!  Oh yes, my boy!  MORE!”

“Raaaargh!  Uuuunnghhaaa!!!”  Ryu groaned through his teeth, still pressed up against Bayonetta’s naked backside.

Without warning, black tendrils of Bayonetta’s magical hair curled around Ryu’s wrists, pulling his hands from the witch’s breasts.  Oddly enough, Bayonetta moaned with a mixture of surprise and annoyance as her own enchanted hair coiled around her ankles and uncrossed her legs.  She managed to clear her mind, in spite of her ongoing orgasm, enough to remove her right hand from Ryu’s butt and reach down between her legs to grab his continuously erupting cock and quickly slip it inside herself.  The forceful flood of Ryu’s seed filled her in moments, and Ryu had barely shaken off the witch’s hair from his wrists as he was overcome by the hot, slick and gloriously tight embrace of Bayonetta’s sheath around his member.  He felt her vessel squeeze his shaft in perfect time with his ejaculations, pumping him for each volley.  Their bodies were perfectly harmonized, and with the union now complete, their orgasms at last abated into sweetly diminishing spasms of pleasure.

“Oh… that… that was…”  Bayonetta breathed deeply, savoring the sensations as Ryu’s seed overflowed along with her own arousal.  “… that was better than I could have hoped.  Not a bad start at all.”

“How…”  Ryu pressed his forehead against Bayonetta’s velvety hair, gathering his thoughts.  “How long…”

“Longer than I wagered.”  She reached back and gave his butt a congratulatory slap.  “I cast a timed dissolution spell before we started just in case we got carried away.  That was a good idea, obviously.”

Ryu nodded, understanding why Bayonetta had reacted surprised when her hair had interrupted them.  But she had not answered his question.  “How long?”

“Ha.”  Bayonetta laughed shortly, gently stroking Ryu’s glutes as his hard cock throbbed steadily inside her.  “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

The complete confidence in her voice told Ryu that he was better off not knowing.  He glanced off toward the horizon and saw that the approaching storm clouds were just a few miles away.  He saw a bolt of lightning come to life inside the dark clouds, but it moved impossible slow.  It was a bright light crawling slowly through the cloud, so slow that its movement could barely be discerned by Ryu’s sharp eyes.  If a flash of lightning seemed slower than a snail, how much slower were the clouds themselves moving in this time-dilation spell?  Ryu pondered for just a moment how long it would have taken the clouds to move toward them at such a speed, and he quickly realized that a shockingly long amount of time had passed.  So long that indeed Ryu decided it was best not to dwell on it.  He stepped back, pulling out of her.  The witch shivered pleasurably as his cock slipped out and she spun on her heels to face him.  Bayonetta turned to him and moved forward, her hips swaying gently.  She reached down and casually grabbed his erect member, stroking him absently as she looked him in the eye.

“I’ll be honest with you, Ryu.”  Bayonetta sighed as her thumb caressed the tip of Ryu’s member.  “What we did just now was selfish of me.  A single orgasm, no matter how prolonged, doesn’t do much for the Dragon Essence.  That was just for me.  It’s been a long, long time since I came like that.  I needed a clear head for the rest of your training, without my own horniness getting it the way.  Now we can focus on…ooooh!”

Without a word, Ryu had reached down and cupped the soft wetness between Bayonetta’s legs. His thumb found the nub of her clit, stroking her gently just as she pumped his cock.  A moan slipped out of the witch’s red lips.  The sly smile curling her lips showed that she knew Ryu was in no hurry to end their encounter.

“Now that I think about it… you and I still haven’t done the deed… properly.” She said with a rueful chuckle.  “After all, our first time together… well, I spent most of the ride with the devilish Fiend rather than the handsome ninja.  What say we remedy that?  I’ll let you lead this time; show me how you like it.”

Ryu’s arm slipped behind Bayonetta’s slender back and he pulled her tight against him, pressing her warm, firm breasts against his solid pectorals.  The witch let out a pleasantly surprised gasp at his aggressive move, her eyes bright with interest.  She squeezed her hand tighter around his shaft, tugging aggressively at him, and she watched the twinges of pleasure in his handsome, though harsh face.  Ryu plunged two fingers up between Bayonetta’s nether lips and began working up into her.  He saw a shiver run through her, and a flush came to her cheeks. They slowly lowered themselves onto the warm stone, their hands pleasuring one another.    He moved over her, and Bayonetta ran her fingers through his thick, dark hair.  The witch glanced down suggestively and tilted her head back.  Ryu took the cue, trailing his tongue down her throat toward the twin mounds of her breasts.  He nibbled and sucked her aroused nipples, using his tongue to tease the rosy tips.

“Mmmm!”  Bayonetta moaned, arching her spine, eagerly pushing her bosom up to Ryu’s lips.  The long, thick column of Ryu’s cock rested against her abs, and she could feel it twitch with excitement as Ryu ravished her breasts.  She ran her hands over his muscular back, feeling the raw power of him as he sucked and licked her nipples, his own hands cupping her generous breasts and kneading her warm, soft flesh.  The ninja’s passion was intense, and it had been centuries since Bayonetta had felt like this.

Who was she kidding?  She had never felt like this.

Bayonetta shoved Ryu off of her, sending him sliding back on his butt a few yards away.  Ryu cocked an eyebrow at her.  “I thought I was taking the lead.”  He asked with a hint of a smile.

“Oh you will.”  The witch crooned softly, slowly spreading her incredibly long legs as wide as possible.  She slid her fingers up from her knees over her smooth, lithe thighs.  She leaned back, propping herself on her left arm.  Her right hand finally reached its destination between her legs.  Then, with a sensuous moan that made Ryu’s cock ache with anticipation, Bayonetta pulled gently with her fingers, opening herself before him shamelessly.  Her womanhood glistened, opening in front of Ryu like a rose under the sun.  Her voice dripping with lust, Bayonetta looked at Ryu with eyes narrowed and burning with desire, her breasts heaving with her deep, sensual breaths.

Ryu moved with singular purpose and grace, his crawl more like a panther stalking its prey.  His muscular form swept over Bayonetta’s voluptuous body with utter confidence, not even bothering to manually guide his raging erection.  With nothing more than a precise undulation of his hips, Ryu plunged his hard cock into Bayonetta, sinking to the hilt inside her.  She lurched beneath him, a sultry cry of exquisite and excruciating pleasure bursting from her as she felt his manhood completely fill her emptiness in one powerful motion.  Ryu moaned deeply as he felt himself plunge to the furthest depths inside the witch.  Her long legs instantly curled around his lower back, and she flung her arms around him, her fingers clawing at his heavily muscled back as her entire body shuddered with ecstasy.

For a long moment, Ryu did not move.  He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, centering himself and taking stock of the sensations of his body.  He smelled the oddly spicy scent of Bayonetta’s magical hair; he felt the two firm mounds of her breasts rising up against his chest with her every breath, her aroused nipples hard against his pectorals.  He felt the fading pain of the shallow cuts that the witch’s fingernails had inflicted across his back, already healing.  He felt the pressure of her slender legs wrapped tightly around him, crossing over his lower back and buttocks.  And he could feel the hot, wet walls of Bayonetta’s womanhood quivering around the entire length of his cock, while her arousal dripped down over his sac as it pressed up against her lavish rump.

And he could hear Bayonetta’s steady, sensual breathing as she clung to him, their bodies joined intimately together in a magical realm with time slowed to a virtual standstill.  Slowly, their breathing began to synchronize, their chests expanding together as they drew breath.  Then, without a word, or even a look, they each started moving.  Bayonetta’s toned abs undulated slowly just as Ryu arched his back, starting a simple rhythm that created sensations that were anything but simple.

“Ooooh!”  Bayonetta shivered beneath him, her fingers digging into the ninja’s back.  At the apex of each thrust, she rolled her hips, working Ryu’s long, thick cock around inside the tight confines of her sheath.

Ryu grunted, thrusting steadily into Bayonetta’s lithe, naked body.  He noted the effortless way the witch’s hips pitched up to meet each stroke.  He finally opened his eyes and saw Bayonetta’s beautiful, angular face glowing with an expression of such carnal pleasure that it spurred him on.  Her full lips were parted in a feral, strained smile of pure lascivious nirvana.  Her brilliant red lips trembled as his hard shaft penetrated her fully, and her breaths hissed between clenched teeth with each returning thrust and stroke inside her.  Her keen eyes glinted beneath nearly closed lids, and her ever-present glasses had slid down to the tip of her sharp nose.  She smirked at him lewdly, as though taunting him, challenging him to impress her.  Bayonetta squeezed down on his lengthy rod of flesh, punctuating her wordless urgings.

“Hhhragh!”  Ryu grunted, shifting his hands down Bayonetta’s back to cup her generous buttocks, his fingers digging into the firm yet malleable flesh.  He had to admit, Bayonetta’s backside was arguably her most alluring feature; full, ample and ironically feminine.  More than that, he knew that she was well aware of that fact, and that she took every opportunity to flaunt her luscious rump.  As his fingers began kneading her bare cheeks, Ryu felt Bayonetta arch her body up against him, a passionate moan slipping from her lips.

“Mmmm… Aaaaah!  Oh, you like that, do you?”  She whispered breathily, still leering up at him with half-closed eyes.  “You like touching?  So do I.”

The witch’s hands roamed down Ryu’s back and grabbed his rock-hard glutes.  Ryu felt her sharp nails dig into his muscular butt, and his thrusts turned more urgent, his hips rearing violently between Bayonetta’s long legs.  They groped one another’s backsides as their bodies humped and rutted with a progressively increasing tempo.

Ryu felt the old, aching pressure begin to build deep in his loins.  How many times had he felt this singular, sensual crescendo in his life?  After he had taken Ayane’s eagerly given virginity, Ryu had bedded one gorgeous woman after another.  Each orgasm was unique, just as the women who had provided them.  Some were slow and gradual, pleasurably tortuous climaxes that flowed over him like a towering tsunami.   Others were explosive, great eruptions of ecstasy that viciously tore through his body.  And as lay atop Bayonetta, working deep inside her, feeling her lithe body undulating against him, he felt his climax approaching, and whether it be the hundredth or thousandth time, it felt wholly new.

Bayonetta hissed harshly through her brilliant white teeth as an excruciating ache spread through her lower back.  She would not describe it as pain, though it was in some ways the most unbearable sensation she had ever experienced.  She was impulsive, haughty and completely self-assured, and she was accustomed to getting what she wanted.  Every forceful stroke of Ryu’s magnificent cock drove her closer to her desired orgasm, and the closer she came to climax, the more she desired it.  The more intense the pleasure, the more impatient she became.  Her hips lunged up hungrily to meet Ryu’s thrusts.  She tensed, squeezing hard on his thick shaft, urging him on desperately. 

Bayonetta was ravenous for pleasure, and Ryu was a boundless banquet of ecstasy.

Muscles bulging, Ryu pounded between Bayonetta’s legs faster and faster.  His hips became a blur, his cock stirring the witch’s womanhood into a boiling froth of pleasure.  Bayonetta’s fingers clawed viciously at Ryu’s butt, and his powerful hands clutched at her ample rump in a vice-grip.

Summoning all the will-power he had, Ryu came to a sudden stop; with just the tip of his member between Bayonetta’s nether lips.  The witch’s eyes opened wide, full of confusion and shock and unthinking rage.  Her body was trembling with accumulated passion beneath him, tensed for a climax that was just a hair’s breadth from realization.

“Wh-why?”  She demanded, her voice strained.  “What are you doing?!”

“This…”  Ryu spoke in a husky, labored voice as he fought his body’s urges with all his strength. He could feel his engorged manhood throb urgently.  “Unngh… This is how I like it.”

Without warning, Ryu leaned in, covering Bayonetta’s lips with his own in a fierce, passionate kiss.  As though a taut wire had been cut, Bayonetta’s entire body melted beneath him, every muscle relaxing as their tongues coiled together.  Ryu could feel a passion long, long denied in Bayonetta’s lips now unleashed.  He returned her lustful kiss with his own hunger, seeking to truly show his gratitude for the gift she had given him and his loved ones.  The next moment, Ryu’s hips thrust forward with renewed strength, slamming into Bayonetta’s womanhood with unbridled power, his hard, throbbing cock plowing into her.  Their overdue orgasms ignited instantaneously, forcefully inundating their bodies with primal, raw ecstasy.  Bayonetta screamed her climax into Ryu’s mouth, and his roar of release was muffled in her luscious lips. 

Ryu’s sculpted glutes constricted beneath Bayonetta’s fingers as he came.  The witch’s fingernails tore at Ryu’s muscular buttocks, pulling him deeper as his cock erupted with his thick, potent seed.  Ryu’s muscular back arched, his body straining against hers, his loins heaving again and again into Bayonetta’s tight, hot sheath of flesh.  He felt her vessel squeeze around his entire length, pumping his throbbing shaft as it poured out his essence in volley after volley.  Her shapely butt quivered in his hands with each wave of her orgasm.

All the while, they drank of each other’s lips, their tongues dueling while their entangled bodies convulsed in mutual spasms of orgasm.  After a time, their loins fulfilled their task and the shuddering waves of pleasure relaxed into a warm sea of relaxed muscles and contented instincts.  Their kiss continued on and soon they were lost in it.  They rolled across the warm bleached stone platform, hands exploring each other’s perfect bodies.

* * *

After a time, Bayonetta broke their kiss and rolled off of Ryu to lie on her back on the stone.  She breathed deeply and a wide smile lit up her slender face as they both stared up at the darkened sky.  The storm had finally filled the sky over their mystical arena, and slow-motion lightning crisscrossed overhead like slowly growing vines of electricity.

“That was…”  Bayonetta’s voice was oddly quiet.  “I am no novice when it comes to carnal pleasures…”

“Of that, there is no doubt.”  Ryu concurred.  She had been sublime, in fact.

“Good of you to notice.”  She chuckled before turning her head to look at him.  “That said, I don’t mind telling you this…  I have never done that before.”

Ryu returned her gaze with an understanding look, but he said nothing, waiting for her to continue.

“Oh, sex is a true passion of mine, make no mistake.”  A tone of pride filled Bayonetta’s words.  “And don’t think that was my first kiss, of course.  But that wasn’t just sex we had.  We…  Oh, I can’t even say it.”

“There is no need.”  Ryu shook his head.  “I understand.”

“Enough of this then,” Bayonetta grinned before rolling on top of him.  She draped her lithe, naked body over Ryu like a warm blanket, her magical hair cascading over them both to complete the effect.  “We did it your way, and now we do it mine.”

Bayonetta sat up, straddling Ryu’s hips and then spun around to face away from him.  Her hair was swept back up to her headdress and Ryu’s eyes traveled down her bare back to the beautiful swell of her rump.  Ryu could almost hear Zack’s voice in his head, howling about how he would “wax that fine ass” and, though Ryu would never share Zack’s particular vocabulary, he very much agreed with the sentiment.  Bayonetta grabbed Ryu’s legs, and draped his knees over the backs of her calves and scooted back toward him, positioning herself over Ryu’s erect member.  She reached down, curling her fingers around the throbbing shaft of his manhood.

“Hold on to your nunchucks, ninja.”  She purred over her shoulder, giving him a seductive wink while wiggling her butt lewdly back and forth.  “This is going to be one very… bumpy… ride.”

She mounted him with a decisive downward sweep of her hips, taking him in to the hilt.  The sharp smack of their flesh sounded muffled in the time-dilation field of the witch’s spell, but the sensations were clear as could be.  Bayonetta arched her back, letting out a satisfied moan as she took Ryu into herself.  For himself, Ryu gritted his teeth, watching the gentle jiggle of Bayonetta’s butt as it came to rest on his hips.  He could feel her abundant arousal dripping down his length and over his sac in warm rivulets; a tangible manifestation of her desire that set heated Ryu’s blood all the more.  Then he felt her fingers grab his testicles in a firm grip; one in each of her hands.

“Oh, these are absolute beauties.”  Bayonetta said in a hushed tone of admiration as she massaged Ryu’s sac.  “Let’s see what these babies can do, shall we?”

Flexing her toned thighs, Bayonetta began bouncing atop Ryu while playing joyfully with his testicles.  Ryu fought to keep his eyes from rolling back from the sheer pleasure of it, as he did not want to look away for even a moment as Bayonetta’s superb butt bounced up and down on his cock.  She was a master, working his two spheres in her hands with the perfect balance of aggression and tenderness.  The pleasure was deep in Ryu’s loins, growing steadily up his lower back like magma filling a dormant volcanic vent that would lead to an inevitable eruption.  Bayonetta’s rhythm was erratic, spontaneously shifting from fast to slow, or from straightforward bouncing to deep, circular grinding.  She bottomed out on him, churning her hips against his and working his cock deep inside herself, kneading his testicles and eliciting guttural moans of ecstasy from Ryu.

“Uuuunnnghhhaaa!”  Ryu’s upper body rose off the stone surface of their sky-arena as he bore down against the incredible pleasures coursing through his groin.

“Mmmm!”  Bayonetta licked her lips, looking over her shoulder to watch Ryu’s chiseled abs ripple as her lurched in ecstasy beneath.  She churned herself on him, her breath catching her throat as the ninja’s hard member rubbed up against just the right spot.  Ryu noticed her sharp gasp and flexed his pelvic muscles which jerked his cock against that specific place high within the witch’s womanhood.  A jolt of uncontrollable spasms shook Bayonetta’s entire body, and she held tight to Ryu’s sac.  “Aaaaah!”

“ARGH!”  Ryu groaned, feeling her tightening grip on his testicles as he continued to twitch his manhood inside her.  It was an overwhelming sensation, just short of pain; intense and utterly intoxicating.

“That’ll teach you to play dirty, you bad boy.”  Bayonetta chided him, her voice giddy with pleasure.  She resumed her gentle massage of Ryu’s testicles while she set her hips swaying side to side, tilting Ryu’s shaft with her inside her hot flesh.

All Ryu could do was lay back and watch as Bayonetta rode him with supreme skill and unmitigated confidence.  Every slow, sensual grind, every quick, playful undulation, every energetic bounce; each and every single move of Bayonetta’s gorgeous, sublime butt was the epitome of sensuality.  She utilized every technique from every school of sexual pleasure known to mankind.  And remarkably, Bayonetta drew from all of them, switching from one technique to another seamlessly, tailoring each stroke of her hips to what was needed at that specific moment to lavish Ryu’s hard, throbbing manhood with greatest pleasure possible.

“Nnnngaaah!  Unngh!”  Ryu grunted, setting his jaw as he ogled Bayonetta’s luscious butt dancing atop his raging cock.  The witch’s hands continued their aggressive massage of his sac, as well, and the accumulating pressure deep in Ryu’s loins was becoming more urgent by the moment.

“Oh yes!  Yes!  Oh, yes, that’s it!”  Bayonetta whispered under her breath, working her lithe, naked body as an artist wields her brush.  The pleasure was incredible, filling her body with a rising tide of warmth.  Ryu’s manhood was her anchor; a solid, hot, pulsating pillar inside her, fitting her so fully that she could not even fathom its absence.  She kneaded his sac, and she could feel the powerful magic energies swirling within them.  All Umbra Witches knew that life was the greatest most ancient magic.  And now she was holding the potential for untold magical power in her very hands.  Her spell had only unleashed the power inside Ryu, but what a power it was!

Ryu could no longer resist the temptation, and his hands moved onto Bayonetta’s bare ass, caressing her impeccably smooth skin as she continued bobbing, grinding and twisting with the undeniable grace of a dancer.  It was then, as Ryu’s strong hands groped her, that Bayonetta pushed past the tipping point.  And witch or not, once that threshold of pleasure was crossed, no mystical skill or training could hold her back from seeking total satisfaction.  Her long, slender legs tensed with energy, her back straightened and Bayonetta bounced on Ryu’s cock with feral abandon.  This sudden ferocity pushed Ryu along with her into a new realm of lust.  He arched his back, roaring like a lion up at the darkening red sky as the witch viciously rode him, pumping his cock with her unrelentingly tight sheath of soft, warm flesh. 

Their frenzied sex escalated to a critical mass of pleasure.  Bayonetta could feel her orgasm beginning to envelope her, but before she lost control, she managed a strained smile as she felt Ryu’s testicles clench in her hands.  Sinking herself down to the base of Ryu’s cock, Bayonetta felt a wave of ecstasy crash through her.  The entire length of Ryu’s shaft throbbed against her inner flesh and it erupted deep inside.  His ejaculation was like the ninja himself, forceful and potent.  Bayonetta’s entire body shuddered as volley after volley of Ryu’s hot seed poured up into her.  She squeezed down on him, pumping his cock as it continued to spasm.

Ryu’s hands clung to Bayonetta’s backside, feeling her toned glutes flex as her womanhood fastened tightly around his cock, urging forth every subsequent volley as he filled her.  His loins heaved a final time, and with one last shiver of ecstasy, Ryu’s body relaxed against the stone beneath him.  Bayonetta fell back onto his chest, resting her head next his, cradling her neck on his shoulder.  Ryu’s right hand moved up to gently cup the witch’s right breast.  Breathing deeply, Bayonetta’s fingers still fondled Ryu’s testicles while she savored the warmth inside her, filled to the brim with his essence.

“Ryu, my dear.”  She cooed, looking up into the slow-motion storm moving overhead.  “This is going to be one for the history books.”

“Is this chapter at an end?”  Ryu asked huskily.  While he did yearn to return to his home to set right things with his loved ones, and then to embark on his quest to fulfill the potential of the Dragon Essence and ultimately confront and defeat the grave threat Bayonetta had prophesized… he could not deny that he greatly desired more of this voluptuous siren’s pleasures.

“Not a chance.”  Bayonetta suddenly sat up and spun around on Ryu’s cock, forcing a pleased grunt from the ninja.  She now faced him, straddling his hips with the full length of his hard, erect member tightly enclosed by her womanhood.  She arched her back, accentuating her lovely breasts while running her hands over Ryu’s muscular chest and abs.  “We still have a page or two worth of material left to write, wouldn’t you agree?”

Ryu reached up, roughly groping Bayonetta’s soft, pale breasts, feeling their warm weight in his hands.  Every muscle in his body was set to spring into action, and his cock throbbed inside the witch, eager to begin anew.

“No,” Ryu shook his head, and Bayonetta shivered with desire as she saw the gleam in his eyes.  “I intend to fill libraries with tales of our pleasures.”

“That’s the man I need,” Bayonetta grinned, her eyes glowing with lust.  Her supple, naked body writhed with desire.  “Let’s dance!”