Gilgamesh, did not know the meaning of moderation. Regardless of what he preached to Eri, he said things that made it obvious he could not personally...
Gone was the Queen of Knights, Artoria Pendragon. The one he faced now was the killer normally sealed within─ the one that seemed nigh bound to blood...
The movements of the King of Heroes in such a situation were not to be understated. Artoria had demanded a bath first thing in the morning, and would...
The day's earlier bath had been made all but purposeless. Though their bodies had been cleaned as intended, the gratifying murk of intercourse didn't...
What would the hoarder know of generosity? Everything, obviously! At the very least, he knew that which was presented as generous while being no such...
There was always so much friction between them, when Artoria relaxed she always did so completely. Even under such rough treatment she found herself...
Artoria was having an interesting time. In a state of fluster, she'd caved to presenting the most honest form of rebuttal she had to offer Gilgamesh,...
Artoria's answer was something he awaited with a fair amount of excitement. He knew the answer, and he knew she knew the answer. The only thing left...
Another slap gave him just the answer he sought, without any necessary input from Artoria. She spoke anyway, but the squeezing of his retreating tool...
Still, she spoke to that which would give her no retort. Well, that wasn't very true at all. No verbal response was given, but the speech of Artoria...