【Request】 Kemiji Koishi x Touhou (87 IMG) FULL SET
Added 2024-12-23 22:04:03 +0000 UTCThe castle loomed over the surrounding forest, its ancient walls whispering secrets of a bygone era. Inside, Komeiji Koishi’s laughter echoed as she rushed down the grand staircase, her oversized sleeves flapping like wings. The sudden, unexpected knock at the door had sparked her curiosity.
“Finally, a visitor! I never get visitors! I hope it’s someone exciting!” she thought, her bare feet barely touching the steps.
But her excitement quickly turned into disaster. As her foot caught the edge of a step, she tumbled forward, arms flailing helplessly.
“A-aaahhh!” Her cry of surprise was cut short as her body hit the cold marble floor with a thud.
Outside, Alex stood at the castle door, his hand poised to knock again. The loud crash from within made him pause. His brows furrowed, and without hesitation, he pushed open the heavy door and stepped inside.
The sight before him made his chest tighten. A young woman lay motionless at the foot of the stairs, her soft features framed by unruly locks of hair.
“What happened here?” Alex muttered, kneeling beside her. Gently, he scooped her up into his arms, her delicate body limp against his chest.
“I’ll take care of you,” he murmured softly, carrying her to a nearby room.
A week passed, and the castle was eerily quiet. Alex had stayed by Komeiji’s side, nursing her back to health. Finally, her eyelids fluttered open, her gaze unfocused as she stirred.
“Where… am I? What happened to me?” she whispered, her voice weak.
Beside her, Alex was slumped in a chair, fast asleep. The sight of him made her heart skip a beat.
“Who is he?” Komeiji thought, her cheeks flushing. “He looks so… strong… and sexy…”
Her hand trembled as she reached out to touch his shoulder, but before she could, Alex stirred. His deep, steady voice sent a shiver down her spine.
“Good morning, darling,” he said, his eyes meeting hers with a soft smile.
Komeiji’s face turned crimson. “D-d-darling?! W-who are you?!” she stammered.
Alex chuckled, leaning closer. “Darling, it’s me—your husband. Don’t you remember?”
Komeiji’s thoughts spiraled into chaos. Husband?! That can’t be right… can it?
“I… I can’t remember anything,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “Are you really my… husband?”
Alex’s expression softened as he placed a gentle hand on her chest. “Do you really not remember me?” he asked, his tone tender but concerned.
The warmth of his touch made Komeiji’s heart race. “W-what is this feeling?” she thought, her face burning.
“Maybe if we spend time together like we used to, it’ll help your memories return,” Alex said, tilting her chin up gently. “Let me show you how much I care.”
He leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a soft, lingering kiss. Komeiji’s mind went blank, her body reacting instinctively. She clutched his arm, her heart pounding in her chest.
“Why does this feel so… warm? So familiar?” she thought, her breath hitching.
Alex pulled back slightly, his gaze steady. “Let’s try something that might trigger your memories,” he said, slowly unbuttoning her shirt.
Komeiji’s cheeks burned as her breathing quickened. “W-what are you doing?” she stammered, but her body didn’t resist.
“Trust me, love,” Alex said softly. “You’ll remember soon enough.”
As the days went on, Alex continued to care for Komeiji, gently guiding her through the fog of her amnesia. His touch, his words, and his steady presence filled her with a warmth she couldn’t explain.
Each moment with him felt like a fragment of a forgotten dream, piecing itself together in her heart.
One evening, as Komeiji rested against Alex’s chest, she looked up at him with wide, searching eyes.
“My memories still haven’t come back,” she admitted softly. “But… when I’m with you, I feel so warm inside. Like you must really be my husband.”
Alex smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “That’s because we were meant to be together, darling,” he said.
Komeiji’s cheeks flushed as she nestled closer to him, her heart beating steadily against his.
Over time, Komeiji learned to trust the man who claimed to be her husband. While her memories remained a mystery, the connection they built was undeniable. In Alex’s arms, she found comfort, passion, and a sense of belonging that made her heart soar.
And as the days turned into weeks, Komeiji realized that even without her memories, she didn’t need to question their bond.
“I don’t remember my past,” she thought, glancing at Alex with a soft smile. “But I know my future belongs to him.”
