For years, Ash cherished his time with each of the women, relishing every moment after what, had been fifty thousand years of separation. But unlike Nia, the others werenât exactly interested in the quiet, peaceful kind of date.
With Vaeloria, their dates felt like quiet battlesâsword duels beneath silver moons in worlds where blades spoke in poetry, followed by nights when she set her sword aside and let him explore every line and curve of her, whispering vows of eternal love as the moonlight wrapped them in a shared silence.
With Seris, it was endless summonsâworlds spun from her infinite legions, playful wars of creation where sheâd taunt him with armies of imagined beasts, only to dissolve them in laughter, pulling him into tangled sheets as collapsing legions faded away... and she founder herself begging to be the âfoot soldierâ.
With Raven, the nights felt empty yet full of mysteryâvast realms of pure darkness where shadows seemed to hold them close. Despite her being Hollowness itself... her devotion was anything but quiet.
Their time together was unhurried, filled with unexpected reverence, lost in a universe of silence that swallowed every soundâwell, almost every soundâleaving only the soft moans of Hollowness herself.
For 8,000 years, he spent time with each of his women, one by one. But there was one person he saved for lastâSonna, the Living Lullaby, whispered about in fear and awe by those who knew of the Originat.
To Ash, the man who had just appeared in the universe of lullabies, she was nothing more than the sweet woman who loved daisies.
The universe of lullabies was a gentle dreamâendless fields of soft grass swaying under skies of perpetual twilight, stars twinkling like distant notes in a melody only Sonna could hear.
The air hummed with quiet songsâwind whispering through flowers, distant rivers singing in harmony. At the heart lay a vast meadow of dancing daisiesâpetals white and gold, stems swaying in slow, graceful rhythm as though waltzing to an unheard tune.
Ash arrived first.... He spread a simple blanketâwhite, woven from lightâand set down a basket of fruits shaped like tiny stars, glowing faintly.
Sonna appeared moments laterâshy smile blooming as she saw him.
She wore a simple sundress of pale blue, sleeves short and fluttering, hem brushing her knees. Her hair fell loose in soft waves, and she carried a small crown of daisies she had woven herself.
Ash smiled and dramatically bowed.
"For you, Milady~"
Sonna laughed at his silliness as she made her way to him.
"Ash..." she breathed, her voice as gentle as the first note of a lullaby, cheeks flushed as she hurried closer.
He opened his arms, and she stepped into them, clinging to him, her face buried against his chest.
"I missed you... dearly," she murmured, her voice trembling with quiet joy. "They say the stronger you are, the less time matters... but it felt like you were gone for ages."
Ash placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head.
"No need to dwell on the past, love. I wonât be disappearing into seclusion again anytime soon."
They settled onto the blanket, Sonna nestled against his side, her head resting on his shoulder as they watched the daisies sway in the breeze.
A small smile spread across her face as she took it all in.
"Youâre truly a playboy, you know," she said, shaking her head.
Ash smiled knowingly. With the others, it had been the sameâevery date he planned came straight from their deepest desires and memories. For Sonna, she had always dreamed of a simple, mortal-like picnic in a field of daisies.
Ash handed her a pineapple he had made, adding a touch of extra flavorâsmall, sweet, glowing gently on her tongue. She giggled, soft and shy, then gave him one in return, her fingers brushing his lips.
They lay back, watching clouds drift into shapes of forgotten melodies, daisies swaying around them like silent dancers. Sonnaâs hand found his, their fingers intertwining.
"I... really appreciate you," she murmured. "Ash... you pulled me out of a living hell. But you didnât just save meâyou turned my life into everything I ever dreamed of... and even more."
Ash rolled over to face her, his hand gently cupping her cheek.
"My love, what did I say?"
He kissed her slowly and softly, lips brushing hers like the first light of dawn. Leaning back, he smiled and added,
"No more dwelling on the past... haha, you should be focusing on being a wonderful mother."
Sonna blushed against him, soft and yielding, her arms curling around his neck as she drew closer.
The kiss deepened, tongues meeting with initial shyness before melting into growing warmth.
Ashâs hands moved gently down her sides, slow and deliberate, following the curve of her waist and the subtle rise of her hips.
He pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, his eyes soft.
"Iâm going to enjoy you," he murmured, his voice low and warm.
His lips wandered lower, brushing soft kisses along her neck and collarbone, coaxing breathy gasps that seemed to make the daisies sway.
"Mmh~"
Sonnaâs fingers wove gently through his hair, tender and affectionate, as he drifted down.
The air around them felt warm, almost shimmering, as if the world itself held its breath. Her dress rustled softly beneath his touch, the faintest whisper of fabric against skin.
He slowly lifted the hem, pressing gentle kisses to the exposed skin, savoring her warmth.
The meadow around them glowed faintly, flowers leaning toward the pair as though drawn by the gravity of their closeness.
When he reached her glistening cave, Sonnaâs breath caughtâsharp, fragileâher legs parting with shy hesitation. A soft breeze brushed her cheek, carrying the scent of blooming daisies.
Ash glanced up at her, eyes smoldering with quiet intensity, devotion written in every line of his face.
"I love you," he whispered, voice low enough to blend with the rustling grass.
Then his mouth found her.
"OH!~"
His licks began slowly, almost teasing, as his tongue traced her with devoted care. The world blurred for her, colors deepening, light softening as if nature dimmed itself to honor the moment.
Sonna let out a soft, melodic moan, her voice breaking into quiet melodies as the pleasure grew. Her fingers curled into the grass, while petals quivered around her like tiny lanterns.
He took his timeâsavoring her taste, her sounds, drawing out every shiver, every gasp. Each breath she released seemed to stir the air, sending ripples through the field.
"ASHHHH~-"
SPURT!
Her first orgasm came gentlyâSonna arching off the blanket with a soft, trembling moan, daisies blooming brighter around them as though drinking in her pleasure.
But he didnât stop.
Call it a kink or whatever you may... but Ash relished in his loverâs juices.
The more she came, the hungrier he became....
It was as if he couldnât get enough of the taste of her release, the way it coated his tongue, the way her scent bloomed richer and sweeter with every climax.
Againâslower, deeper this timeâhis fingers joined his tongue, sliding inside her with gentle insistence, curling upward to stroke that perfect spot while his lips sealed around her clit in a slow, sucking kiss.
"Ashâohâpleaseâ" she gasped, voice fracturing into a trembling melody, hips lifting instinctively to chase the pressure of his fingers, the heat of his tongue.
Her inner walls fluttered, then clenchedâgreedy, desperateâas another orgasm built....
And still he didnât relentâtongue circling with patient, relentless devotion, fingers stroking in slow, curling rhythms that coaxed every last tremor from her depths.
Hours passed in the meadowâtime stretching and folding around them like one of Sonnaâs own lullabies.
She came again and againâsoftly at first, then with growing intensityâeach orgasm rolling through her like a wave cresting higher than the last.
Her moans turned into trembling melodies, voice fracturing into high, sweet cries that made the daisies sway faster, petals unfurling and closing in perfect time with her pulse.
When she was finally breathless, glowing, body limp with blissâAsh rose.
The air around him shifted... as the rest of their clothes dissolved into motes of soft light that drifted upward like fireflies, leaving him bare against the warm meadow breeze.
"Now," he whispered, voice thick with emotion and barely restrained hunger, "the main dish~"
"Ye... OoOoh!!!~... Ash~..."
He entered herâslow, deep, filling her completely in one long, deliberate glide that drew a trembling gasp from her throat.
Sonnaâs arms wrapped around his neckâpulling him down, legs tightening at his waist. Their breaths mingledâwarm, unsteadyâlips brushing in soft, open-mouthed kisses as he began to move.
He kept the rhythm gentle at firstâlong, rolling thrusts that let her feel every inch of him sliding in and out, stretching her, claiming her with patient possession.
"I love you," he whispered against her lips, voice low and reverent, golden eyes with nine black rings locked on hers. "Always."
"Ah... I love you too," she whispered back, voice breaking sweetly on each breath, fingers threading into his long white hair. "Forever... ah, now... give me our... ah, baby!"
Ashâs hips snapped forward with growing intensityâstill controlled, still lovingâbut now each thrust carried the weight of fifty thousand years of longing, of waiting, of wanting to create something new with her.
PAH!
PAH!
PAH!
The sound of their bodies meeting filled the meadowâwet, rhythmic, intimate soundsâmingling with her soft melodies and the quiet rustle of daisies swaying in time with their union.
"TAKE IT ALL!"
"AHHH YES~"
The climax came intenselyâSonna gasping as she tightened around him, inner walls fluttering and clenching in desperate, rhythmic pulses that milked him with perfect harmony.
Her body curved in perfect syncâback arching off the blanket, daisies blooming wildly around them as though the entire field was singing her release.
Ash followed with a deep, guttural groanâburying himself to the hilt, release surging in hot, thick waves that flooded her completely, painting her insides until it overflowed in glistening trails down their joined bodies.
They stayed locked togetherâtrembling, breathing hard, hearts hammering in unisonâwhile the daisies swayed gently once more, petals catching the golden light like tiny stars.
Sonnaâs smile was shy yet glowingâradiant with joy and exhaustionâher small hand sliding down to rest warmly on her belly.
"A family..." she whispered, voice soft and trembling with wonder.
Ash kissed her foreheadâslow, tenderâarms encircling her protectively as he pressed his own hand over hers.
"Ours."
The meadow glowed brighter.
And in that moment, new life began to grow... yet it didnât stop their fun one bit.